Farming Tree Spirit

Outside the Giant Forest.

In a mushroom forest composed of giant mushrooms.

Just like in the forest, the mushrooms here are very strange.

Not only is it extremely large, there are also huge bubbles growing on the umbrella cap, which completely isolates the pollution from the black soil.

At a glance, there are many mini buildings inside each bubble.

There are small humans constantly passing through, and the sky is full of figures flying around on paragliders. The scene is so lively that it looks like a large kingdom.

Manta, who rushed back from the Giant Forest, shuttled between mushrooms and soon entered a bubble that looked like a small city.

"Eh? Isn't this Manta? Are you going to climb the Sky Tree again today?"

As soon as they landed, several small human guards responsible for patrol came over.

"Of course, I am the man who wants to board the Kingdom of Sky!" Manta said with a proud face.

As soon as these words came out, the other guards laughed.

"Come on, you've been there so many times."

"I told you that it is just a legend and cannot be trusted."

"Have you seen anyone board it for so long?"

"It must have failed this time, right?"

Most of these people's words were joking. After all, the legend of the Sky Tree is no longer a secret. Many people have tried it before, but they all failed.

Over time, they no longer took this legend seriously. Only Manta still insisted on going there every few days.

So come back every time.

They all ask the same question.

"How's it going? Have you seen Sora no Kuni today?"

This was like a formulaic inquiry, which made Manta's expression stiffen: "I...I'm just not ready! As long as I adjust the paraglider again, I will definitely succeed next time!"

"But you say that every time."

"That's different!" Manta continued to quibble, "I met a friend today who wants to go to Sky Country just like me, which shows that some people still believe in this legend."

"Huh? Is there anyone else as stupid as you?"

"If you don't believe it, just wait. When I successfully land in the Kingdom of Sky, I must make a big wish and have endless food!"

After saying that, Manta left angrily and hurried back home.

…

other side.

Rhodes, who left the Giant Forest, had returned to the altar.

As soon as we entered the forest area, we saw two uninvited guests.

One he knew was the Great Elder of the Dark Elf, but he had never seen the other figure with the characteristics of a beast.

"Sir Rhodes, you are finally back. The Great Elder said that he wanted to see you for something, and he even brought someone here."

Seeing Rhodes appear, Augura immediately came forward to greet him.

Rhodes turned over and jumped off Kaba's back, came to the great elder, and looked at the figure whose aura was not much weaker than that of Ogula.

"He is?"

"He is the representative of the Druid tribe, Staghelm." The great elder introduced him.

Druid tribe?

Rhode's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He was planning to wait for the person responsible for the communication from the dark elves to come over, and then go to the Druid group to have a look. Unexpectedly, the other party sent someone over first.

"I've seen the angel."

Staghelit had obviously heard what the Great Elder had said about Rhodes, and his attitude was very respectful.

originally.

After learning the truth about Black Moon, he still had doubts about this so-called messenger sent by the Moon God.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made a special trip with the Dark Elf Elder to confirm in person.

But when he saw this miraculously restored forest land and the souls of the druids that contained the aura of their people, he finally believed it.

Yes.

No one can do such a thing except the power of Luna.

Even their ancestor, Lord Cenarion, couldn't do it!

So he has no reason not to believe it.

"You don't have to be so open-minded." Rhodes waved his hand and looked at Staghelm curiously, "I heard that the Druid tribe is in the core area of ​​the lair, far away from here. How did you get here?"

The Great Elder is a dark elf, not afraid of black soil, and is very powerful. He is not surprised that he can run around.

But he had no idea that a druid could walk on black soil.

"Staghelm's body is a shadow cheetah, and it also has strong resistance to black soil." The great elder explained in time.

"Yes."

Deer Helmet nodded seriously and suddenly transformed back into his true form, a completely black cheetah with a crescent moon mark on his forehead.

"We, the Shadow Leopards, have a dark constitution, so we are not afraid of black soil. In other words... as long as the race has this kind of constitution, they have basically survived that disaster."

The cheetah is talking human words, and the picture is very weird.

But what he said shocked Rhodes.

Because Rhodes had heard from Alpha before that the aura of this black soil was very similar to the dark element, so Kabbah, who was a black dragon, was not affected.

Now I heard what Lu Helmet said, combined with the previous incident of blowing up the Black Moon.

Do the Druids know something?

"Do you know the secret about Black Moon?" Rhodes asked quickly.

Now Shikui was a little confused: "Aren't you a messenger sent by the Moon God? Don't you know?"

"Uh..." Rhodes scratched his head in embarrassment, "When I woke up, I was already here. I haven't even seen the Moon God. I only know that he left me here to rebuild the forest."

Luna, this irresponsible guy, just threw him on this shabby altar and ignored him.

If he hadn't been able to leave here, whoever wanted to take this bullshit god would have done it. Wouldn't it be fun to go outside and play freely?

"You mean you haven't seen the Moon Goddess either?"

Deer Helm's expression instantly became solemn: "Sure enough, the clan leader's guess is right!"

"Guess? What guess? What did your clan leader say before?" The great elder also regained his energy.

The image of the Druid leader sacrificing his soul in order to destroy the Black Moon is still vivid in his mind.

As a former friend, he still cares about this matter very much.

What is the reason that allows the Druids to do this?

Not to mention Rhodes.

He had always wanted to know where the moon god had gone, so he looked at Staghelm with the same curiosity.

Seeing this, Deer Helmet didn't hide anything anymore, and said something that made the two people's expressions suddenly change.

"Our clan leader said that the black moon in the sky is the source of the black soil. The moon god... may have encountered something unexpected."

"What did you say!?"

"impossible!"

Two exclamations made Augula, the others and the little guys in the distance look over.

Rhodes and the Great Elder had different expressions.

One was shocked by the statement that the black moon was the source of the black earth, and the other looked ugly and firmly refused to believe the statement that the moon god had fallen.

You know that is the moon god.

One of the most powerful gods!

How could it be possible to say that he fell just because he fell?

Even if it was said that he accidentally fell into a deep sleep, he could barely believe it.

"I know this news is a bit shocking. When the patriarch told me, I couldn't believe it, but..."

Deer Helm paused and glanced at the sky: "Have you ever thought that the moon is the embodiment of the power of the Moon God? Three hundred years ago, when the moon disappeared and the Black Moon came, didn't it mean that the power of the Moon God has completely dissipated? ?”

"Impossible! The Moon God is the god who controls life. Even if other gods fall, he will not fall!"

The great elder had a firm attitude and retorted directly.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

As the god who controls the origin of life, Moon God is difficult to kill.

Even if the godhead is broken and the body dissipates, he can be reborn in Nirvana with the help of the power of life.

This is why he is more powerful than many gods.

Staghelit didn't understand this and asked: "Then how do you explain the black soil outside? Only the dark element of Lord Moon God can swallow all things!"

Night and life.

They are the two major forces controlled by the Moon God.

The night embraces all things, life nurtures nature, and the two forces complement each other.

But now.

The night rages and life dies.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you have lost control. It is hard not to doubt that the Moon God has really fallen.

"So...the black soil is actually transformed by the power of the moon god?"

Rhodes was shocked after hearing this.

The characteristics of black soil that swallows everything are indeed similar to those of dark elements.

Doesn't that mean that the destruction of the Dream Woodland is actually related to the Moon God?

If you think about it this way, everything seems to make sense.

After all, only the power of gods can destroy the entire Dreamland in an instant, and even demigods cannot resist it.

"No, there's still something that doesn't make sense!"

At this time, the great elder came to his senses: "Since the Dream Woodland was transformed by the power of Lord Moon God, if he died, then the Dream Woodland should have collapsed directly. How could it remain?"

"this……"

Staghelm obviously hadn't thought about this and stayed where he was.

really.

The divine kingdom of gods is equivalent to a part of oneself.

As long as the gods fall, the Kingdom of God will collapse and dissipate. It stands to reason that it will not survive as it is now.

Is the moon god still alive?

Or maybe their guess was wrong from the beginning, and the power of Kurotsuchi does not come from the Moon God?

"Anyway, I don't believe that the Moon God has fallen. He must have encountered some changes that prevented him from coming back for the time being. He will return again one day!"

The great elder of the conservative faction still could not accept the fact that the Moon God was no longer around.

As for Rhodes, he was confused by this series of shocking news.

Because both of their statements are well-founded, it really seems like the same thing.

But he soon came to his senses and asked again: "So, your clan leader blew up Black Moon just to get rid of Black Earth from the root?"

"Yes, he wants to give us as much hope of survival as possible."

"Before starting, isn't he afraid that the plan will fail and involve himself and all his clan members?"

"No." Lu Helmet shook his head, "The clan leader...actually had already expected such a result, so..."

"So even if you sacrifice yourself, you must weaken Black Moon as much as possible, right?"

"right."

Deer Helm raised his head and looked at Rhodes again, and suddenly the words the clan leader said before leaving came to mind.

"The pollution is getting more and more serious. We cannot save the Dream Woodland with our own strength... Only if the Moon God returns again, or a new Moon God is born, will we have a chance, and what I have to do... is to try my best Buying time!”

After saying that, the patriarch led the elders resolutely into the magic array.

At that time, he was watching outside, watching the tribesmen rush towards the black moon one by one like moths to a flame.

perhaps.

Standing in front of him at this time.

This is the hope that the patriarch said.

only……

Thinking of this, Deer Helmet transformed into a human form again, took out a fang and a scale from his arms, and handed them to Rhodes.

"This is what the patriarch asked me to give you. Now that the task is completed, I should go back."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

The Great Elder was stunned and asked quickly: "Aren't you going to come and help?"

"Hehe."

Deer Helmet laughed at himself: "We have betrayed our beliefs. Even if we are forgiven by the Moon God, we cannot forgive ourselves. But if you need any help in the future, you can always come to us. Let's go."

After saying that, he turned into a cheetah and ran outside, disappearing in the black soil in a blink of an eye.

The two were stunned for a long time, and the Great Elder shook his head and sighed: "Alas, these guys are good in every way, but they are too stubborn. They will never change their minds. God, don't blame them."

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of stingy person."

I have heard that druids believe in nature to the core, and now I see that it is true, which makes Rhodes sigh.

He lowered his head and looked at the two things that Lu Helmet left for him, and suddenly his pupils widened.