Farming Tree Spirit

The sudden change caught Rhodes off guard.

From the tone of the elder, it was obvious that he knew this sixth-level black beast, and he knew it well.

He couldn't help but recall that these black beasts were indeed members of the forest guardians when they were alive, and their bodies turned into black beasts after they died.

His old friend of many years turned into a monster and stood on the opposite side, and ran over to hurt his people. You don't need to think about it to know that it was not a good feeling.

So Rhodes didn't say anything, and stood behind and watched silently.

The other dark elves did the same, and did not come forward to disturb the elder and the black beast "reminiscing".

I saw.

The elder holding the dagger sank slightly.

His hunched and thin body exuded an extremely sharp aura, and finally all disappeared into the surrounding darkness.

It was as if it was not him standing there, but a phantom.

Swish!

Suddenly.

The figure of the elder disappeared.

At the same time, the breeze blowing around also disappeared, as if time had stopped.

"Rest in peace..."

A sigh echoed in the air.

Two cold lights, like a sharp blade, suddenly cut through the darkness in front of them and flashed across the bloodthirsty dragon beast.

When the great elder appeared in the same place again, his aura had weakened a lot, and the dagger had long since turned back into a crutch in his hand.

"Boom!"

A loud noise.

The bloodthirsty dragon beast, which was still attacking frantically, fell to the ground with a bang, causing the entire ground to shake violently.

Dead...

A sixth-level black beast with amazing defensive power died just like that.

Rhode opened his mouth and looked at the motionless corpse in shock.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have even thought he was dreaming. It was also the first time he truly witnessed the horror of the dark elf elder.

Sixth level.

It's really much stronger than the fifth level.

Is this the power close to the legend?

In comparison.

The dark elves were much calmer.

It seemed that they were used to this kind of scene. When they saw the bloodthirsty dragon beast fall, they all cheered excitedly and immediately reorganized the team to clean up the remaining black beasts.

"Great elder, are you okay?"

Several members of the guard team ran over to support the great elder, their eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, he won't die, it's just a little exhausted."

The great elder waved his hand to show that he was not in the way.

But the careful Rhodes found that there were already a lot of blood oozing from his arms, and it was obvious that the power he had just used up was extremely exhausting.

Thinking of this, he drank the Moon Spring in one gulp to restore his magic power, then held the staff in one hand and the Elf Tear Pendant in the other hand, and poured all the magic power in the staff and the body into the pendant.

Buzz——

The breath of life spread.

Two natural elves flew out in a burst of laughter and sprinkled starlight around the great elder.

The places that were originally injured by the backlash of power also began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is this... Elf's Tears?"

Feeling the changes in his body, the elder raised his head in surprise and recognized the pendant in Rhodes' hand at a glance.

"Yes, how do you feel now?"

Rhodes had a happy look in his eyes. He didn't expect the legendary item to be so powerful that it could really heal even the sixth-level injuries.

"I feel much better. I just need to go back and rest. Please help me take care of this place."

The elder took a look at the bloodthirsty dragon beast corpse and walked back to his residence with the help of his tribesmen without saying much.

After watching him leave, Rhodes came to the corpse and looked up and down.

[Elite Druid (Dragon Beast Form) lv62]

Obviously.

The other party was once a powerful druid.

And together with the elders, he was responsible for guarding this druid forest.

It's a pity that Heitu didn't survive when he arrived, and eventually turned into a bloodthirsty monster that only knew how to kill. Perhaps death is a kind of relief for them.

Thinking of this.

He stretched out his hand and put it on the corpse.

"Rest in peace, we will protect the forest from now on..."

It seemed as if he heard his words.

The corpse that had not dissipated began to turn into dots of light and disappeared on the black land.

"Ding~"

A crisp sound came.

Where the corpse disappeared, a soul fragment fell down, much larger than any fragment Rhodes had ever seen.

[Druid's Heart (Professional Crystal): A crystal containing the complete druid soul power. After use, it can be transferred to the druid profession. Requirements: No main profession]

It turned out to be a professional transfer crystal!

So a high-level druid black beast would drop such a thing?

Rhodes looked at the crystal left and right, and felt that the soul breath contained in it was indeed much stronger than the fragments he had obtained before.

The only pity is.

This thing can only be used by those who have not changed their profession.

That is to say, he who already has the gardener profession cannot use it.

"Okay."

Rhodes was no longer able to complain. It seems that this gardener profession is completely locked to him. He won't change it, right?

You are so cruel!

Just farm.

I don't believe that the gardener profession can be weaker than other professions. At most, I can just be a support.

Thinking of this, he put away the crystal and planned to go back and see who is interested in changing to this profession.

"Ah!"

At this moment, the little thing exclaimed from a distance.

Rhodes followed the sound and found that it was standing on the corpse of a black beast, its whole body wrapped in a strong breath of life.

The aura that originally only had the first level, but with the blessing of this power, directly stepped into the second level, and even the bark on the body became much tougher.

"Have you advanced, little one?"

Rhodes ran over with surprise on his face.

After Black Moon absorbed so much soul power last time, and after this battle, the little thing finally succeeded in advancing, which is really a blessing.

Sure enough, it would be faster to upgrade by killing high-level black beasts. Fortunately, he had the foresight to bring the little thing out with him.

After walking around the little thing, he found that it had grown a little taller and was already higher than his knees.

Well……

Well, it's true that he only grew a little taller.

Rhodes had no hope of turning it into a giant war tree, because it was obviously taking an agile route, and he didn't know if it would develop abnormally later.

But that’s fine too.

It is small, light and easy to carry. It can also take advantage of its fast speed and is often surprised when fighting.

I just don’t know what branch this guy belongs to.

Dryad scout?

Dryad warrior?

Anyway, it is definitely not a giant tree of war or an ancient tree of knowledge.

Still say.

An assassin like the Great Elder?

Rhode's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

If it is an assassin, it can indeed be well cultivated.

When the time comes, it will grow into a sixth-level assassin like the Great Elder, killing people invisibly, which is a perfect match for its dexterous body shape!

"Okay, it's decided!"

Rhodes punched his palm and had a new plan in mind.

The little thing and Kaba on the side looked at him with question marks on their faces, wondering what he was talking about.

soon.

The battlefield cleaning is over.

After finishing all the black beasts, the dark elf team returned to the barrier, and everyone's face was filled with joy.

Not only because they won the battle, but also because they obtained a lot of animal bones and scales.

These things did not dissipate with the flesh and blood souls, but were all preserved intact. They were the best materials for weapons and armor.

"Sir Rhodes, if you need anything, just take it. We have craftsmen who can also help you make what you want." Suramar said from the side.

Three hundred years of underground life have allowed them to develop many skills, including the polishing and manufacturing of weapons and equipment, and the enchanting of arrows.

"I don't need the materials. Why don't you enchant its weapon." Rhode pointed at the short spear in the little guy's hand.

This weapon was made from the branches of a small tree in the beginning, and it was very rough.

Except for the extra damage against black beasts, it really doesn't look like a weapon at all. Fortunately, the little thing has been used until now without even saying that it wants to be replaced.

I guess it's easy to use.

"Of course no problem."

Suramar looked confident: "What I am learning is equipment enchantment. As long as it does not exceed the third level, it is fine. What kind of effect does it want?"

Good guy.

Or an enchanter?

It seems that he really found a treasure this time.

Rhodes glanced at Suramar in surprise, thought for a moment, then turned back and asked, "What kind of weapon effects do you like?"

"Eeeah!...Eeeeeah!"

The little thing understood this and fiddled with the short spear in his hand vigorously, making a continuous piercing motion.

Suramar's eyes lit up when he saw this: "Do you want a stronger penetration effect?"

"Eaaah!"

The little thing immediately jumped up and down happily.

Only Rhodes had a question mark on his face.

no.

How do you achieve barrier-free communication?

Do dark elves still have hidden language talents? ?

Don't wait for him to think too much.

Suramar had already taken the short spear and looked at it carefully.

But the next second, her eyes widened.

"This is!"

Her arms were shaking, and she was holding the short spear in her hand tightly, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

"What's wrong Suramar?"

Other tribesmen nearby looked over in confusion.

When she saw the short spear in her hand, she exclaimed.

"The branch of life!"

"It's actually the branch of life!"

"What? Where is the branch of life?"

"I thought I heard the branch of life!"

"Is it the same as the great elder's crutch?"

All of a sudden, a large number of dark elves gathered and surrounded the place.

The little thing thought they were going to snatch his weapon, so he stamped his feet in panic and ran around outside the encirclement, almost rushing in to snatch the weapon back.

A good while.

The crowd finally gave way.

Suramar said to Rhodes in shock: "Are you really going to leave it to us to enchant you?"

They were walking in a hurry and were attacked by a black beast. They never noticed the weapon held by the little thing.

Only now did they know that this was actually the legendary branch of life, so how could they not be shocked.

"Come on, if you can improve it a little bit, it's worth it."

Rhodes opened his mouth. He still underestimated the status of the little tree to the elves.

Does that guy really have the blood of the Tree of Life?

I don’t know if it can become a real tree of life in the future.

If that were the case, wouldn't he be roughly equal to the father of the tree of life?

Don't say it.

Rhodes was really tempted.

The tree god was raised by me!

When I say this, I feel very cool.

It seems that I need to give Xiaodou more fertilizer. Maybe he will become really awesome in the future?

"Okay!"

Just then, Surama's voice sounded.

She was sweating and handed over the branch of life with a happy face. There were many complex magic patterns on it.

"I have enchanted this weapon with penetration and armor-breaking effects. Try it and see if it is suitable."

"Ah!"

The little thing hurried over and grabbed the weapon in his hand. He waved it in the air a few times. It was indeed much more powerful than before. He immediately called out excitedly and came to Rhodes from time to time to let him see it.

Obviously.

It was very satisfied with the new weapon.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing that the little thing was so happy, Rhodes also laughed and took out a black fruit from the ring and handed it to Surama.

"This is for you, use it to recover."

In an instant.

All eyes focused on the black fruit.

"Life fruit!"

"It's really life fruit!"

"This, this is too expensive!"

This is the legendary life fruit.

Even they had only seen it in history books and illustrations. It was definitely a sacred object for the elves.

At first, Suramar refused to take it.

But under Rhodes' repeated insistence, he finally took it and put it away excitedly and carefully, reluctant to eat it immediately.

Seeing this, Rhodes didn't say anything more. Under the leadership of the guards, he went to the wooden house to rest and planned to return to the altar in two days.

The main reason was that he was really tired.

Not only did he rush for a long time, but he also experienced a big battle. Anyone would be overwhelmed.

It was a good opportunity to let the elder teach the little thing some assassination methods to see if he could change his job to a tree spirit assassin.