His actions alerted others. A man ran over from a distance and asked loudly: "What are you doing? Don't dig up the tree."
"Ah? Dig the tree, no, no, no, I want to protect it. I want to build a mound to surround it, otherwise the wind of rest will blow it to death." Luther explained.
"Oh, there is no need to protect it. The wind of rest cannot kill it. It has grown up under the wind of rest. There are many trees over there." The man said.
Following the direction pointed by the man, Luther ran over and found that there were saplings at regular intervals. Some were strong and some were crooked, but none of them looked like they had been blown by the wind of rest. Could it be that Li Is what Sha said true? Lord Ange really tamed the wind of rest?
After running for a while, Luther finally saw what he could understand. Several saplings were surrounded by stone walls built with stones.
"There is still the wind of rest, otherwise why are they surrounded? Each sapling is arranged differently. Is it an experiment? Like the control group that Lord Ange said?" Luther murmured. .
All doubts came to an end when he saw a row of tree walls, and a green wall appeared on the distant horizon. When he ran closer, he saw a row of trees as tall as one person, separated by five or six trees. There was one in Mi. It was much stronger than the ones he saw along the way, and it looked weird.
Normal trees grow high, but the tops of these saplings have been pruned, and they all grow horizontally. The horizontal branches are strong and the branches and leaves are lush, covering the gaps between the trees, causing them to look like a wall from a distance. Similar.
This kind of growth does not look like a tree, but more like a shrub, but the branches and leaves are particularly lush, which is really strange.
There were many people moving around the tree wall, and a yellow figure flying around was particularly conspicuous.
"Lord Naig!" Luther flew over as if he was seeing a relative, full of questions.
"Hey, it's Luther, why are you here? Okay, come on, one, two, three." After greeting Luther, Nigris started to drink to the others, and everyone worked together to put the tree between the two trees. The last tree was lifted up and transplanted seven or eight meters away to form a second row of tree walls.
Luther hurried over to help, and while lifting it, he asked: "Master Naige, why are we moving this tree? Isn't it planted as a tree wall to block the wind? If it is moved, wouldn't it block the wind?"
"We are just studying the most reasonable wind-blocking arrangement. This broken tree can not only block the wind, but also neutralize the destructive power of the wind of rest. The wind blows through the gap and becomes a cool breeze." Negris looked disgusted. said in a tone of voice.
It can really block the wind of rest! Luther was shocked. His guess came true. What kind of broken tree is this? Is this a sacred tree?
"Why isn't it a broken tree? It requires an environment for germination and an environment for growth. Planting it densely won't work, planting it sparsely won't work, and just planting it won't work. Watering it will be useless, and fertilizing it will be useless. It must be nearby crops. It has to grow strong, but it’s so troublesome that it drives me crazy, and I would have shoveled it long ago if it hadn’t been for the fact that it could survive the winds of rest and be protected from the wind.”
Lightning poked his head out from behind a tree: "You shovel, you shovel, you shovel~~~."
"Hey, it's Lightning, hello. Hey, have you grown so many horns?" In excitement, Luther saw everyone being friendly and rushed over to hug Lightning, but Lightning slipped and avoided it. .
"Well hidden!" Luther became competitive, his fighting spirit surged throughout his body, and he rushed over with a sudden increase in speed.
The last time it was because Onard was riding it because of its strength, Luther didn't pay all his attention to it. This time it was one-on-one. After a while, Luther pulled the half of its horn that was about a palm high and pulled it. It dragged back.
"Hey, hey, let go, let go, or I'll shock you." Lightning looked like he wanted to struggle but didn't dare to use any force.
Nigris laughed loudly: "Okay, good catch, Luther, you grab it, I'll get a saw to cut off its horns, Siobada, I think I know why its horns are broken, I’m going to saw it off now.”
Nigris flew away excitedly to get the saw, but when he came back with the saw, Lightning had disappeared, and there was a bag on Luther's waist, containing beets.
After scolding Luther bitterly, Nigris held the saw with his short hand and cut off some excess branches of the sapling.
"Master Naige, please don't be angry. I'll catch it back later. It's better not to saw the tree. It will be bad if it kills you. By the way, you haven't said what kind of sacred tree this is. It can actually hold up the tree." Live in the wind of rest?" Luther thought he had angered the brass dragon and quickly comforted him.
"Saw the tornado to death, and I'm pruning it. You said, come back and catch it for me. Trimming the branches and leaves will make it grow more regularly and faster, and there will be no more seeds. Ange said to get more Branch, see if you can make a cutting, haha, if you can succeed, the elf will go crazy." Nigris laughed.
"Elves? Why do elves go crazy?" Luther asked in confusion.
"This is the world tree, the world tree. Elves can't grow it with seeds, let alone cuttings. However, it takes a long time in the early stage, and it is too difficult to grow in the later stage. Moreover, after planting so many trees, not one of them has any consciousness. It can’t be called World Tree.” Negris regretted.
"Elves? Huh? I seem to have heard about elves recently, but why do elves go crazy? Is this the legendary World Tree? Does the World Tree belong to elves? Is it bad to plant it?" Luther was puzzled. Asked.
Nigris thought, "Yes, why do you always think that elves will go crazy?" Isn’t it a good thing to plant the world tree? The elf should be happy if he knows this.
Negris thought in his mind, maybe it was the arrogance of the elves and their respect for the World Tree when he was a guest among the elves, which caused him to feel this way. Those elves looked disgusted even when others approached the World Tree. , let alone the World Tree planted by others.
Thinking of this, Nigris became jealous and asked quietly: "You said, what do you think we sell the world tree sprouts to the elves?"
Luther didn't bother to care. He didn't have Nigris's bad taste. He just wanted to come to Lord Ange and asked, "Where did you go?"
"Growing vegetables, where else can I go? I've been using the instant-death aura too much recently, but I've squeezed it dry. Now I'm just growing vegetables in the normal way."
Arriving at the terraces of the Great Rift Valley, I saw an angel skeleton holding Ange's shoulder blade, fluttering and flying slowly. Ange spread his hands sideways and cast the rain spell continuously, and water droplets poured out from his palms like a showerhead.
Luther looked distorted: "This method is really 'normal'. Are you casting magic with both hands at the same time? Casting two magics at the same time?"
