It's not that magic doesn't control the types of plants. There is even a first-level apprentice-level magic with a plant conversation trick. But controlling the movement of plants requires quite sophisticated methods, especially these woody plants. In comparison, although it is easier to control the movement of herbaceous plants in this regard, it is not really that simple.
As you go deeper into the forest, the overall atmosphere gradually changes. Even when he took a certain step, Lin felt that the atmosphere outside suddenly changed, and some kind of strange peeping seemed to be everywhere. This is what it feels like to be within the realm of the World Tree.
Several figures appeared at the same time, blocking everyone's way forward. And there are countless shadows hiding in the trees and forests, revealing their figures inadvertently to warn and threaten everyone.
Is this a strongman who cuts the path? Speaking of which, after someone traveled through time and came to Lost Land, he had never encountered a professional robber. However, some bandits who work part-time jobs are still encountered from time to time. So who are these people in front of me?
'Thor, you are back. Still with them. '
Only then did Lin clearly see the person who spoke. She was a wood elf woman. Wearing rough linen clothes, they were completely different from the usual elegant posture of their relatives of the same species. But in terms of appearance and body shape, it can be said that it is even worse.
...It means that someone has only seen Liena Titov who competed with Fen at a noble gathering before, so he doesn't know what the level of the other elves is. However, the wood elf in front of her was different from the elf noble. She had a more wild beauty, as if there was a smart beast hidden deep in her soul, and she was born to love running and playing in the mountains and forests.
The other people who surrounded him were also wood elves. Although there was no tense situation upon meeting, it was not a warm welcome either. However, these wood elves seemed to be Kalamaharang's old acquaintances. As soon as they met, they started talking familiarly in their own language.
'Evelin,' Kalamaharan approached his tribe, 'These are the friends I invited. So there is no need for such a warm welcome. The Shenmu Guards were dispatched. 'Looking at many of the juniors who were taught by himself, he also knew what status these people were now, so he used words to test this old lover.
'You don't know their identities, do you? '
'I don't know who they are, but I can't even mess with that lady. Are you sure you want to cause trouble for Big Mom? 'The Kalamaharam who said this is not an ordinary wood elf.
He is already over five hundred years old, and among the average age of the Midland elves, who are in their early six hundred years, he can be considered an elder-level figure. Logically speaking, elves of this age would not have the same physique as him - that is to say, there were not many elves like him in their heyday - but Kalamaharan could maintain this kind of strength that surpassed most elves. , because he is an elf extraordinary person.
In addition to being blessed by the Lord of the Forest, Kalamaharan has further transcended the life level of ordinary elves and reached a higher level. Not only can he reach a higher peak state than ordinary elves, but his lifespan is also far longer than ordinary elves.
In this way, he vaguely realized that Fen was a strong person who was not inferior to him, and he was unwilling to provoke her if he could avoid it. Kalamaharang also believed that the other party had the same feeling and could sense his own strength. But the other party's attitude seems to be that they don't care. If the other party is not fearless, he is too nervous. But it is possible for people like the latter to live to this level.
What makes Kalamaharan particularly troublesome is that the other party is a magician. Master Fa has killed many extraordinary people, and of course the extraordinary people have killed even more magicians. But at that top level, fighting is not only about strength, but also about scheming. If this magician is still an extraordinary person, the threat level will not only increase greatly, but it is best not to even meet him.
However, the female wood elf, who didn't care about Kalamaharan's worries, directly said in common language: "We are here because of Big Mother's instructions. If you want to see the guests in person, you want me to take them there."
Kalamahara remained silent to such a request. As long as he could remember, this had happened very rarely. But if it is that person's request, he has no reason or qualification to object.
However, since the people on the side understood the last sentence, Lin still asked about this unexpected friend. "Who is the big mother you call?"
"The protector of the Wadvor tribe, the lord of the forest, and the spirit of the world tree, appears before our eyes in the form of a white deer with a pair of beautiful big antlers."
Hearing this description, the first thing Lin thought of was Fen's enemy, a god achieved through natural belief. So he turned to look at the carriage with worry, and said with some concern: "Did you hear that? If you don't want to meet such a being, it doesn't matter if we leave."
Lin has never told anyone about such a strong idea of taking a look at the World Tree as a reference for magic research. Considering the Lich's mood, giving up this opportunity is nothing. Of course, the bigger reason is that he is afraid that there will be a conflict when the two parties meet, and then he will be taken into the ditch again, unable to escape.
Although the wood elves who came to 'greet' did not explain what the guests' attitude would be if they were unwilling to cooperate. But the hidden meaning of Lin's words still made these local snakes nervous, and they quietly moved their positions to stabilize the encirclement net.
Kalamaharan also didn't understand why the man who was originally so excited chose to shrink back when he heard about such a rare opportunity. It seemed that the reason was the female magician in the carriage who he did not want to mess with. The conflict in front of us is about to break out.
"No, let's go over. Everyone has invited us, so we can't make excuses not to meet them."
Oh my god! It sounds like something is going to happen... Someone is beginning to regret accepting that wood elf's invitation.
However, her elder sister spoke, and Halumi drove the carriage without any nerves, following the wood elves. Someone followed him awkwardly. Kalamaharang, who originally wanted to go back to the tribe first, thought about it for a while, and then followed the others and walked towards the tribe's holy land, which is the location of the World Tree.
The further we move forward, the more we feel the omnipresent vitality. Compared to forest bathing on Earth, inhaling phytoncide produced by nature is even more fascinating. It seems that if you take a few more breaths, the surging energy in your chest can promote your own growth. Finally touching that barrier is the final step to becoming a god.
But to the wood elves who are accustomed to such an environment, these are nothing. The most important thing is that there is a limit to the growth of free energy in the air absorbed in this way, and it does not mean continuous strengthening without an upper limit. So they looked at Lin Na with a look of intoxication on his face.
This section of the road is not too short. As Lin walked, he would look at the gaps in the tree shades and look at the horizon in the direction of the road. There are no tall and huge trees there, just a blue sky.
So, the World Tree is actually very short?
Just as he was thinking wildly in his mind, Lin suddenly walked into a place covered with countless roots. Looking up, a towering giant tree is right in front of me, and its shade covers half of the sky. The highest point of the tree is probably higher than some hills.
It seems that this is the real World Tree, and it also uses unique methods to hide its figure. Anyone who wants to see the World Tree can only see its true face if they enter the range.
Not knowing how to describe the shock in his heart, Lin followed everyone to the trunk of the World Tree with his mind completely blank. In fact, if it hadn't been for the reminder from the wood elf, and if I had come from a distance and seen the panoramic view, I would have mistaken the huge wall in front of me for a mountain rock wall somewhere, rather than a tree trunk.
There was a tapping sound, and when I looked towards the source of the sound, I saw an even more astonishing sight.
A figure larger than the North American elk on Earth, a majestic white deer with eighteen huge antlers and a flawless white body, came to the guests. The wood elves who were leading the way and protecting the surroundings backed away for a long distance, for fear of disturbing the big mother they called.
"Long time no see, Your Majesty Tikal." Bailu scratched his hooves and spoke directly. What he said shocked everyone.
Not to mention how surprised others were that the World Tree and the person in the caravan knew each other, Lin felt even worse in his heart. Because until now, anyone who has a relationship with a lich seems to have a bad end.
Fen stepped out of the covered carriage, looking as beautiful as ever. Wearing a black tight-fitting leather jacket and leather trousers, the two guns on his ankles were firmly clasped, and the two guns on his back were adjusted to the easiest position to pull out, looking neat and ready to fight at any time.
It's just that she can't tell what kind of expression she has now, and naturally she can't tell what her mood is. She first stared at the white deer that came in front of her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before. He couldn't help but tilt his head and asked, "Have we met?"
"You may not recognize it. After all, I was just a sapling at that time. Thanks to your help, I am able to nourish and nurture so many lives today."
"Oh, then it's normal that I have no impression." Fen said with relief. None of the World Trees she burned was a 'little sapling'. And the aura of the deer in front of me was too young.
The World Tree is very similar to the old gods, and they are both part of the natural faith. The difference is that the roots of the old gods are in their respective divine kingdoms, while the foundation of the World Tree is directly the tree itself. Even if there is an incarnation like the White Deer, it cannot escape the scope of the shade of the tree.
Coupled with the difference in belief habits, strictly speaking, Fen will not treat these trees as the same existence as the old gods as long as she does not offend her. At least World Tree will not ask the elves to make flesh and blood sacrifices at every turn. The flesh and blood of living creatures is of no help to us.
