"Illusory power?"
"Yes." Rogge picked another flower and ate it, smacking his lips, "It is indeed the power of illusion."
"No wonder Nana and I feel unfamiliar. It's because we don't have one."
"Yes, Rosniya taught me the power of illusion. At that time, I felt that it was similar to strength and magic. Now this flower can be regarded as a small proof."
Ophina's eyes sparkled, "Does that mean eating flowers can help you master the power of illusion?"
The girl said as she picked a dozen small white flowers in succession.
"No, there is very little illusory power in the flower. At most, it can be made into a potion like a magic potion. If you want to master the illusory power, you have to ask Rosniya to help."
"That's it." Ophina was not disappointed, and put all the small white flowers into the spirit ring, "Then I will plant them to make potions for my brother! Sister Filia, help me cut a branch."
"I'll do it." Matilda, who was not far away, heard the conversation between the three of them and volunteered.
Matilda held the Nightmare Gun and took several deep breaths, concentrating her strength on the tip of the gun.
I saw that the tip of the Nightmare Gun was wrapped in a layer of surging energy, emitting a white-gold light.
Matilda took her stance very seriously, pointed her toes, and lunged forward.
She rotated her body, danced the Nightmare Gun alternately with her hands, and swept out with one shot!
"Boom!" The force swept the tip of the gun across the branches of the giant tree, making a huge explosion. The astonishing power made the whole tree tremble.
A group of flying creatures screamed and fled in all directions, including birds as big as calves and small flying dragons as big as a palm.
When the weather calmed down, Rogge took a closer look.
I saw that Matilda, a level 4 martial artist, did not completely cut off a branch with a fourth-level martial arts splitting sweep, and a quarter of the width was still connected to the main trunk.
"This wood is really hard." Matilda held the gun and squatted on the branch to observe the incision she made.
"Wait a minute, I'll do it next."
Roger took over Matilda's work and first pulled the branch with a rope to prevent it from falling when it was broken.
The branches of this giant tree are as big as an ordinary tree. The density is unknown, so the weight is uncertain. If it cannot be lifted, it will fall into the mist below.
Precise cutting is Roger's specialty. After all, he is a chef, and his knife skills are not a problem.
Rogge first used Wind Blade to cut, but the speed was not good. He glanced at Ophina who was still picking white flowers. He had an idea and added illusory power to his sword slashes. As expected, the efficiency was greatly increased.
——It seems that this tree must be related to the power of illusion.
Rogge thought about it, but his hands kept on cutting off the branches at a faster speed.
Ofina was about to put the branch into the spirit ring when a scream came from behind her.
"ah!"
Everyone drew their weapons and turned around in fighting stances, only to find that there was nothing wrong with Roya Farah who was shouting.
"What are you shouting? You scared me!" Ofina patted her chest, took out a bottle of strawberry-flavored drink and drank it to calm down her shock.
"You actually cut down the Illusion God Tree?!" Roya Farah shouted, "Don't cut it down!"
A mysterious fluctuation appeared in front of her, and she stepped in and appeared between Ofina and the branches of the giant tree.
Roya Farah opened her arms to protect the branches of the giant tree, preventing Ofina from closing them.
"Hey, you little rascal!"
Ofina rolled up her sleeves and was about to fight, but Rogge quickly stepped forward and held her down.
"Nana, don't get excited, listen to what Roya Farah has to say."
Rogge turned to Roya Fara and asked: "Roya Fara, have you seen the illusion again?"
"Yes." Royafala nodded, "I saw a powerful fellow member guarding this tree."
"A fellow member of the same clan... has the Phantom Spider guarding this tree? How did you know that this tree is called the Phantom Tree?"
"I was told by a fellow tribesman. He said his name is Angoloye and he is the guardian of the sacred tree."
"So the guardians of the Illusory Divine Tree are the Illusory Divine Spiders?"
"Yes, it is the sacred tree of the fantasy world, so don't cut it down!"
Ofina spread her hands and said, "But we have finished cutting, what should we do?"
"You...you idiot! Even if you chop it off, you are not allowed to take it away!" Roya Farah was so angry that her two braids were floating up.
The two girls were in a stalemate for a while. Ofina rolled her eyes and said, "Little Farah, if we go out, you won't be able to see the sacred tree, right?"
"Yes...yes, so what? You are not allowed to take it away!" Luoyafala insisted.
"This sacred tree didn't look like this in the beginning, right?"
"How do you know? The sacred tree I saw in the vision is much lusher than it is now, and it doesn't grow in a deep pit!"
Rogge was thoughtful after hearing this, but did not interrupt Ophina's persuasion.
Ofina stepped forward and hugged Roya Farah's shoulders. She didn't know that just now she was pointing at her with the Light Meteor Sword.
"Little Farah, you can't decide what will happen to the sacred tree in the future, but if this branch is placed in my spiritual ring, a small sapling may grow."
"Really?"
"I'm not sure, but I can give it a try anyway!" Ophina stuffed a sweet strawberry into Royafala's mouth.
"Look, Brother Stinky has cut down the branches. If we don't take it, we won't take it. Even if we leave it here, it won't grow back. So you might as well let me take it away and try to cultivate the little sacred tree. Woolen cloth."
"It seems...makes sense?" Roya Faraba smacked her lips, and the sweet taste made her not-so-smart mind even more sluggish.
"Really? Then I'll take it."
Seeing that Luoyafala didn't stop her, Ofina immediately went around behind her and put the giant tree branches into the spiritual ring. Then she touched Luoyafala's head and said with a sly smile: "How good!"
"You idiot!" Roya Farah reacted, tears welling up in her eyes.
Rogge quickly diverted her attention, "Uh... little Farah, I have something serious to ask you."
He pressed the girl's eyebrows and smoothed the two strands of hair on her forehead.
Such an intimate gesture made the girl tremble all over. She hurriedly took two steps back, tightened her collar and stared at Rogge warily.
After successfully attracting Roya Farah's attention, Rogge stopped making small moves and asked, "Have you seen what happened to the Illusory Divine Tree?"
"I saw it." Luoyafala's little face fell down, "The sacred tree was sucked away by the Hongyuan people for most of its energy, and it almost died."
"Which Red Abyss person? Is it the Lord of the Red Abyss with three arms and four wings on his back?"
Roya Farah nodded, "It's him. He stood in the center of a large formation. The red and black energy condensed into a palm, grabbing the sacred tree and pulling it down."
"So that's when the pit was created?"
"That's right."
"What is the identity of your compatriot, Angoloye?"
"He is the guardian of the sacred tree. He is very strong, even stronger than my sister! But he was killed by the Lord of the Red Abyss. The process of their fight... I can't remember."
"The Lord of the Red Abyss has some kind of ability to block prying eyes, and it is of a very high level. It can even affect illusions." Rogge analyzed and recorded the key points in his notebook.
"If you think about it again, is there any other important information?"
"Yes." Royafala took a deep breath and said slowly, "Angoloye asked me to go to the root of the sacred tree. He said that the key to the sacred tree is there."
"The root is the key?" Rogge stared down at the mist. With his sharp eyes, he could see several huge figures moving through the mist.
Matilda's movement of chopping the branches just now was indeed too big, and it should have disturbed the creatures below.
Near the top are birds and miniature flying dragons with almost no fighting power, but below are powerful creatures. Could it be...
Is the ecological structure of the sacred tree the opposite of that of the sacred tree?
The higher up the holy tree is, the higher the level of the creature is, while the lower the sacred tree is, the higher the level is.
In this way, if the sacred tree bears fruit, it will be at the roots.
"What else did Angoloye say?"
"He told me to be more careful, there are enemies."
"Wasn't he killed by the Lord of the Red Abyss? Why did he know there were enemies?"
"I don't understand either."
The Ethereal Spider clan has mysterious and diverse abilities, and Rogge did not dwell on it. He just noted that Ungoloye might not be dead.
"Have you finished asking?"
"Well, this information is very important, thank you."
"You're welcome, then... don't cut down the sacred tree again."
"OK."
…
If you want to get to the roots of the sacred tree, you must pass through the mist and go deep into the deep pit.
Since the degree of danger was unknown, the cautious Rogge let the team rest for most of the day to adjust their condition to the best.
During this period, he flew around the edge of the pit every half hour, observing the fog and looking for loopholes.
The result is: the density of the fog seems to be the same everywhere, and it has not changed in this half day.
"Roger, it's time for us to go down." Filia said, "The branches of the sacred tree are not difficult to obtain. If Xi Kong's target is it, I'm afraid he has already succeeded. I'm worried that Xi Kong will leave the barrier if we delay him any longer."
"Don't worry, she is most likely still within the barrier."
"Why?"
"The space barrier is closed, and Roya Farah and I are more sensitive to the fluctuations of space. Neither of us felt anyone penetrate the space and leave."
"I see."
"But it's really time to hurry up. Nana, come down with me and explore the fog."
"Okay!"
Ofina responded and jumped on Rogge's back.
Rogge tied a rope around himself and gave the other end to Filia. He asked everyone to be on standby and flew down with Ofina.
He didn't let Canxing, Xuanqing and the others follow him because the spirit beasts were too big and could easily attract hatred.
The two were close to the fog. From this distance, Rogge could see that the fog seemed to be a piece of dust.
"Nana, is the fog poisonous?"
"Come closer."
Rogge flew down some distance, and was now very close to the fog.
Fortunately, the boundary of the fog was very stable and clear, and there was no diffusion, so they did not come into contact with it.
"Can you see it?" Rogge asked.
"It doesn't seem to be poisonous, but it would be best to have some samples for analysis. How about going further?"
"...Stop it, Nana, can you think of another way?"
"Oh, my brother is so timid." Ofina knew Rogge's character, so she took out the tool she had prepared long ago - a medicine bottle tied with a slender rope.
The girl threw the bottle into the mist, "Brother, fly forward."
Rogge did as he was told, carrying Ofina on his back, and Ofina held the rope, which tied the bottle, and flew forward a certain distance.
"Stop!" Ofina ordered, and the two stopped.
The girl pulled the rope and pulled the potion bottle up.
The medicine bottle is filled with mist, just like the mist below, it is stable and does not escape.
Ofina moved closer to the mouth of the bottle to smell it, but Roger stopped her.
"Then go up first and let me study it..."
As soon as Ofina finished speaking, the mist below the two of them suddenly surged.
A bloody mouth appeared and was about to swallow the two of them!
