Negris stretched his neck, slowly, slowly, took the sapling from Ange's hand, slowly, slowly, put it on Ange's head, and glanced at the war tree man provocatively. .
The little sapling looked at the behemoth that was hundreds of meters high in front of it, and was very excited, waving its leaves: harder-long-harder-long-
The war tree man looked at his body in disbelief. The bark of the tree hardened into a shell. There were some vertical hollow holes inside the shell. The branches above his head curled up with curls of thin buds, like green curls. It also covers the tree crown.
The war tree man instantly felt the temperature of his body drop rapidly. He almost fainted from the heat. Now, due to the temperature difference, the air rose rapidly from the hollow holes of the shell, forming a chimney effect, which quickly carried away the heat from his body. Walk.
At the same time, the hardened shell also insulated the heat of the sun and blocked the evaporation of water on the body surface, allowing the War Treeman to cool down completely.
The tender green curly buds cover the head like a fluffy hat, blocking the fierce sunlight and making it more adaptable to the desert climate.
As soon as the two changes were completed, the war tree man who was about to be dried by the sun just now felt comfortable.
But these are no longer important. The war tree man looked excitedly at the sapling that caused all this. He dug his feet into the ground, stretched his arms to the ground, and his whole torso tilted down. A deep voice sounded: "Tree Man Gor, pay homage to the God of Life.”
Negris ignored the tree, flapped his wings and flew up, holding the leaves of the sapling with his little claws, and asked loudly: "Who just said that they would launch a war against us!?"
When Nigris' little claws touched the sapling, the War Treeman became a little anxious and subconsciously wanted to stop it. After Nigris asked, it quickly denied: "No, no, it's not me."
Nigris was very proud: I still can’t cure you?
But when it turned around, it immediately panicked. It saw little angels, little zombies, Lisa, Anna, Siludi, Obanli... all staring at it fiercely. If it weren't for Ange's presence, I'm afraid they've already swooped in to tear it down now.
It has forgotten that the sapling is not only the god of the tree people, but also everyone’s cutie.
After laughing a few times, Nigris quickly changed the subject and said loudly to Treant Gor: "Who are you? Why are you here? Who asked you to come?"
The deep voice of Treant Gor sounded: "I am Treant Gor, a war tree. The elves asked me to come here. It said that someone is hiring here..."
At this point, the tree man Gor's eyes suddenly fell on the little sapling, and he immediately changed his words as if he thought of something, and his low voice became a little high-pitched: "I came on my own, I want to serve the God of Life, then This is my lifelong pursuit and dream!”
"..." Everyone looked at each other, this war tree man was not as loyal and honest as described in the legend.
In this way, the War Tree Man took root in Meishen City, right next to the World Tree. Because it was taller and stronger than the World Tree, it immediately became the highest point in Meishen City.
Lisa was not polite and immediately sent people to build a platform on the top of the tree to use as a sentry tower.
"We need to use soft wood to make the frame. Place it on a place with tree burls and tie it securely, otherwise it will tear my skin." When he learned that a platform was to be built, Gor not only did not refuse, he also enthusiastically gave me some advice. stand up.
"Why refuse? If you build a sentry tower, will you send someone to guard it? That would be great. There will be someone to chat with."
"Gol is most afraid of being bored. The forest is lively and there are many animals to chat with. It's too hot and desolate here. The elves said there was a war, so I came here."
"Oh oh oh, yes, yes, I want to serve the God of Life. That is my lifelong pursuit and dream!"
Nigris discovered that this tree man was simply a chatterbox, and had no principles or positions. He could deny changing his words just now. He was clearly deceived by the elves, but he insisted on saying that he was here to serve the saplings. I didn’t even know the sapling existed before I came here.
But Gore changed his tune without blushing or out of breath.
"Why are we called War Treemen? Because we are Treemen given the mission of war and protection by the God of Life. We are not weak treemen who graze plants for a living. War is our mission! Destroy the enemy!"
After talking about this, Nigris discovered that there was also a chain of contempt among the tree shepherds, and Gor's tone clearly looked down on the tree shepherds.
"Why am I the only one? With the strength of the war tree people, one tree is enough to change the war...well, it's because the other tree people dislike it because it's too hot here and refuse to come."
Speaking of this, Gor couldn't help complaining: "It's too hot here. I rested during the day and traveled at night. It took me more than a month to get here. I have to dig deep during the day, otherwise I will breathe. Without water, the bark of the tree is dry and cracked.”
"I'm much better now. The God of Life has given me the ability to adapt to the desert climate. Look at these hollow pores. They can draw the air up from under my feet, discharge it from the tree crown, and take away the heat. Now that I'm being basked in the sun, I also Don’t feel bad anymore, God of life, God of eternity.”
Negris asked curiously: "Why don't you reject the sapling at all? It is really not a clone of the God of Life. It is not the same as the old tree."
"It's the same. The younger one is the God of Life, and the older one is also the God of Life. Can't there be two Gods of Life?" Gor, the tree man, didn't care.
After listening to Gor's answer, Negris suddenly discovered that believers in the Tree of Life did not seem to be exclusive, including elves, and did not exclude other religious beliefs. Unlike the Church of Light, those who did not believe in the light were all heretics.
Of course, although elves do not exclude them, they also look down on other creatures. Their exclusivity is even worse than that of the Church of Light.
Encountering such a chatty giant war tree, Nigris easily got out all the information he wanted to know, including the current situation of the elves.
They are still in a state of being expelled, and the green mist still covers the World Tree, preventing the elves from getting close. In other words, the World Tree has not forgiven them.
After asking about what he was interested in, Nigris didn't want to chat anymore, but Gor the Enthusiast's conversation continued, and Nigris couldn't resist it, so he quickly said: "I'll find a humorous person to chat with you."
"Are you humorous? That's great. I like chatting with humorous people the most. The elves are too boring and don't like to talk. They are not as good as that horse." Gor complained.
horse? Nigris wondered, what kind of horse was he carrying? What kind of horses are there in the Elf Forest? Could it be that this tree man left the Elf Forest because there was no one to chat with?
After being puzzled, Nigris still called over Lightning who was left in the Abyss of Rest. A few kilometers away, Lightning shouted excitedly: "Wow, Talkative Gor, why are you here? You haven't been hacked by the elf yet." Dropped as firewood?"
"Hey, you foul-mouthed horse? Why are you here? I just thought of you, why did your horns grow? Didn't anyone cut them off? The people outside are really good-tempered." Treant Gor was also surprised.
Okay, now Nigris understands who 'that horse' is. These two guys are obviously old acquaintances. After meeting and chatting for a while, they started to curse each other.
Nigris watched for a while and saw that they were not fighting, so he didn't bother to care. Treant Gor even reached down his arm to lift the lightning to the top platform for easier scolding.
But Lightning didn't accept this kindness, and walked directly around the giant tree in the air, flying to the platform.
"It seems familiar to him, and he didn't start a fight, so that's good." Nigris left with peace of mind, but after leaving for a while, he suddenly thought of a question.
Lightning and Gor are old acquaintances. One of them has a bad mouth and the other is a talker. They don't look like normal unicorns and tree people. Could it be because they know each other?
If so, if you put them together now, will the problems of bad breath and chatter continue to evolve?
Lightning is giving people a headache right now. If the bad mouth evolves again...
The consequences were too terrible, I didn’t dare to think about it, so I just slipped away.
The next day, the elf came to the door. Astoria closed her eyes and asked with a smile: "Lord Naige, are you satisfied with the elf's compensation?"
"Satisfied, satisfied." Nigris smiled broadly. I have to say that it is very satisfying for a wealthy elf to pay compensation seriously, and he is full of sincerity.
The elves almost rebuilt the city of Mercy, transforming the bare desert city into a garden city, and the livability index increased countless times.
In the past, most of the wealthy people who came here for beauty treatments disliked the environment of Meishen City and left as soon as they finished the project. But it is different now. Many people actually have the idea of living here permanently. During this time, Xiang Lisa More and more people are asking about settlement matters.
The transformation of Meishen City actually has another meaning. It is equivalent to the elves announcing to the outside world that Meishen City is covered by me.
In addition, there are some material things, such as millions of magic crystals, some precious medicinal materials, wood ores, etc., which together are worth hundreds of millions.
The elf compensated without blinking an eye, how could Nigris be dissatisfied.
Ange was even more satisfied, because the elves collected 60,000 plant seeds for him...
"Then..." Astoria said with a smile.
Looking at her forced smile, Nigris was even more satisfied. This elf didn't even smile when he first came here. He had a stinking face all day long, as if someone owed her millions.
Look, now she finally smiles, her heart must be full of joy.
"I can go tell the God of Life, but just because we are satisfied, it doesn't mean that the God of Life will forgive you. I can't influence the will of the God of Life, understand?" Negris said.
Astoria looked gloomy and nodded dejectedly.
Of course they know that the will of the God of Life cannot be controlled by others, but Nigris is willing to intercede on their behalf, which can always save a little bit.
Taking out the staff, Astoria hit the ground. A burst of magic surged, and an oval halo appeared in front of her.
"Portal?!" Nigris was shocked and looked up and down Astoria in disbelief.
Astoria just stood there silently, not at all like someone who had just cast the portal, as if it was just an insignificant magic.
Without saying anything, Nigris got into the portal. Astoria followed it into the portal, and the oval aperture disappeared.
Siludi ran out of a house quickly with a green mask still on her face. She only had time to see the portal disappear. She no longer cared about scattering the mask on her face and shouted excitedly. : "Portal? Is it a portal that has been lost for many years?"
The magic of the portal has been lost for many years. As a space magician, I have never been able to master this space magic.
Half an hour later, the portal opened again. Nigris flew back and reported to Ange: "Ange, I told Yggdrasil that we forgive the elves."
"Oh." Ange responded, not sure if he heard it or not. He was concentrating on playing with the seeds that the elf had just given him. For things that he was not interested in, even if he heard about them, he could forget them when he turned around.
Nigris was used to it and reported to himself: "The World Tree removed the green mist, but it did not forgive the elves and refused the elves to return to live in it. The fruits of life were not given to the elves to eat. There were many fruits in them. It contains some new substances, and elves will have diarrhea as soon as they eat them, but other animals will have no problem eating them."
"This problem is very serious. Without the Fruit of Life, the lifespan of elves will be greatly shortened. Their original lifespan is only more than two hundred years, and they are not even considered long-lived species."
"Oh." Ange responded and continued to play with his seed.
"Anyway, this is the situation. The elves have spent so much effort, but they cannot be forgiven by the world tree. They will have a headache in the future." Nigris said with gloating.
"Oh." Ange responded again. After a pause, he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, then rushed over and quickly disappeared into the night.
The little angel zombie who had been playing next to him quickly followed.
Nigris was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly flapped his wings and chased after him. After chasing for a while, he found that Ange and the others had disappeared, so he simply stopped chasing and instead reflected on Ange.
After it was projected onto Ange, he only felt a rush of lightning. Ange ran with all his strength, and his speed could almost catch up with lightning.
After a while, he ran to the edge of the Falling Dragon Lake and saw Rogge engaged in a fierce battle with three black warriors, with loud sounds of swords clashing.
As the Black Warrior Emperor, Rogge's martial arts skills were not as good as Anthony's, but he was definitely not weak. However, the three Black Warriors he faced were not weak either. Two of them were at the Duke level, and the other was at the same level as him. Dark Knight Emperor.
Fighting an emperor and two dukes with his own strength, Rogge was in danger. When he saw Ange coming, he quickly shouted: "Sir, help me."
Because Ange didn't wear a straw hat, the other side's Black Warrior Emperor said displeasedly: "Humph, a golden skeleton? You let a golden skeleton come to save you? You are so embarrassing to Black Warrior, break it up."
The last sentence was said to the two Dukes. The two Black Warrior Dukes immediately abandoned Rogge, turned around and rushed towards Ange, with cruel expressions on their blurred faces. A golden skeleton was only a few pieces apart. A matter of seconds.
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