In the early morning in the Wind Forest, there was a mist.
In a luxurious hall, a middle-aged elf looked at Berg with a sad face and said: "Lord Berg, last time because of Irina and those mysterious guys, all the mercenaries escorted died, leaving us with less. We have more than a hundred slaves in reserve. Yesterday, Alex took action in the City of Chaos and destroyed a mercenary group with an eighth-level expert. I am afraid it will become more difficult for us to obtain slaves in the future."
"This guy Alex, even if he dies once, is still as annoying as before." Berg, who was sitting on the tall chair, looked a little gloomy, crushed a cup in his hand, and said in a low voice : "Increase the bounty, and then warn those guys not to think about selling the slaves to other places. If we find out, they will pay a heavy price. The elves can only be sold to the Wind Forest. If anyone forgets, let them Someone remind them.”
"Yes." The elf looked stern, bowed and left quickly.
"How long can the Tree of Life last? That kind of power is really exciting. By then, the entire Forest of Wind will be crawling under my feet, including Her Majesty the Queen." Berg raised his hand , a group of green flames jumped in the palm of his hand, and green and black lines spread down from his arms, reaching the position of his wrists.
"Alex, I will kill you with my own hands to avenge the shame of the past!" Berg's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the dancing shadow in the firelight was like the shadow of a devil.
The cave where the Tree of Life is located is still blocked by a light green light curtain. The spring pool that usually gushes out the Spring of Life has completely dried up. The surrounding trees have lost some of their greenery and their former vitality.
The once holy land of the elves has now become a forbidden area. The elves were told not to go near this place, otherwise they will be punished. Only two teams of elf guards patrolled here.
After the Elf Queen went into seclusion, a series of changes occurred in the Elf clan, and Princess Irina was deprived of her position as a princess. However, her words were like a seed, which had taken root in the hearts of the young elves and then flourished.
During these days, many young men and young ladies from noble families were beaten and placed in solitary confinement. Although the news that came out was mostly about minor mistakes and minor punishments, everyone knew in their hearts what the reason was.
Some changes that make the adults uneasy are quietly taking place, and those doing all this are the successors they have painstakingly cultivated.
The cave of the Tree of Life was as quiet as ever. Phyllis was less startled. It should be said that it was quieter than before.
Irina, wearing a long white dress, was still sitting under the Tree of Life, with her eyes closed and in a meditative state. A green beam of light rose from her body and was connected to the Tree of Life.
However, at this time, there were actually black and green cracks on the trunk of the Tree of Life, which spread upward from the roots and occupied almost half of the height. A trace of black and green breath emanated from the cracks, and continued. An upward trend.
The thousands of hanging green branches are now more brown and no longer full of life.
However, the powerful life breath emitted by the Tree of Life itself and the green light beam injected by Irina still resisted tenaciously, barely reaching a state of balance.
"This guy Berg has really turned his back on the God of Life and is in company with the undead. He actually dares to touch the Tree of Life." After a long time, Irina opened her eyes, and the light on her body gradually faded away. She needed to conduct a brief Rest to restore some mental strength.
"Bean sprouts, I want a cup..." Irina said casually, then stopped for a moment, looked at the empty cave, smiled and shook her head. The one she picked up when she was a child has not left the Wind. The little guy in the forest is probably in the City of Chaos now, right? With Mag taking care of her, she felt quite relieved.
Irina looked up at the Tree of Life, sighed and said: "Old man, hold on, if you fall, the entire elves will be finished. The God of Life will not protect the elves who have been tainted by the undead. You are the last one." bottom line."
The withered branches swayed slightly, seeming to respond to Irina's words.
A smile appeared on Irina's face. She stood up and walked around the cave, then sat down again and closed her eyes. She whispered: "Rest for an hour, and then we will continue to expel the breath of the undead. I have found some tricks." Yeah, those guys are far more afraid of the Holy Light than the power of life..."
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"That tree no longer produces water of life. Doesn't this delay my farming?"
"Nowadays, a lot of rice of life is needed every day. The current inventory is only enough for three months at most. It takes two months from planting to harvesting a round of early-maturing rice. It must start producing water again within a month. That’s all.”
"Those things are so annoying. They don't come early or late, but they just chose this time to come. If God hadn't prevented them from affecting the normal development of the world, I would have wiped them all out with a gamma ray, so as not to affect my ability to farm and make money. "
Deep in Mag's mind, the system was mumbling to itself, words that no one could hear.
"Although I can't do it directly, it shouldn't matter if I put some fertilizer on that tree, right?"
"As a God of Cooking training system, my mission is to assist the host to become a successful God of Cooking. If the supply of the Rice of Life cannot be guaranteed, the dish of Yangzhou Fried Rice will be completely ruined, which is absolutely unacceptable. matter!"
"Well, this is completely in line with the three laws of the system."
"Removing the dead energy of the undead is not something that a system can do at all, but now let's analyze the composition of these guys. As long as it exists, it must be explained by science. If it cannot be explained, it must be Science has not developed enough..."
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Phyllis once again demonstrated her superb knife skills. The flying ingredients were quickly transformed into spare ingredients of the same size under the Chinese kitchen knife. The sizes were uniform and it was impossible to be picky.
Mag was not idle at the side either. In addition to the ingredients that needed to be cut, there was also a lot of preparation work that he had to do himself, such as making the sauce for grilled beef skewers and marinating the beef.
However, Mag's workload has more than doubled compared to usual, which makes him very satisfied.
Not long after, Sally and Yabei Mia also came to the restaurant.
Mag looked at Yabei Mia's slightly swollen eyes and asked with concern: "Mia, you didn't rest last night, okay?"
