Farming Tree Spirit

"So, the one who saved our Tata tribe was the Dragon God?"

After hearing this, the elder's eyes filled with tears, and his hands holding the crutch were trembling.

This was the news he had been waiting for for three hundred years, and now he could finally rest in peace.

It wasn't until Rhodes asked about the Sky Tree Fruit that he gradually recovered.

"Are these bubbles really the fruits of the Sky Tree?" The elder didn't seem too surprised after hearing this.

"You know?" Rhodes was surprised.

"Yes." The elder nodded silently, "Although I only had a quick glance back then, I did vaguely see the appearance of the fruit, and I also guessed that it was related to these bubbles. However, after so many years, there are not many bubbles left for us to survive. ,well……"

With a sigh, the original excitement gradually calmed down.

He didn't tell the tribesmen about this because he didn't want to cause too much panic.

That's why when he learned that Rhodes and the others were going to the Land of Sky, he spared no effort to lend a helping hand and told everything he knew, just to learn more about the fruit.

When Rhodes asked about it, he said: "This fruit is very magical. After my research over the years, each fruit seems to have its own space inside. This is why it can isolate pollution."

"It's so magical?"

Rhodes and Alpha looked at each other.

The fruit forms its own space, which sounds very outrageous.

After all, their understanding of the fruit is still about eating it, and they have never seen anything so magical.

If they successfully grow the sky tree, wouldn't they be able to use its fruits to make something similar to a space ring?

Be bolder.

Can the space inside the fruit be used to grow crops?

Or, like the Tata tribe, make giant bubble houses with different styles for small foreign groups to live in?

What a good thing!

Just thinking about it, he can think of so many uses, and Rhodes is a little glad that he brought a seed back.

Thinking of this, he revealed his plan to plant the sky tree, and said: "If the planting is successful, I will share some fruits with you at that time, which can be regarded as a thank you for the information you have provided during this period."

"Seriously?" The elder looked happy, "Well, if you need any help in the future, please feel free to come to us. Our Tata tribe is still very good at cultivating plants and building."

It's not like they haven't tried planting sky trees, but they all failed.

One is that there is not enough land, and the other is that there are not enough seeds.

But if it's Rhodes, he might be able to succeed. After all, he can easily go to places like the Kingdom of Sky.

Therefore, the elder did not hide anything and told everything he knew about seeds and all the problems he encountered during planting.

This also gave Rhodes a lot of peace of mind.

After saying goodbye.

He turned and left.

He led the giant dragon clan back towards the altar in a mighty manner.

…

at the same time.

Inside the Druid Forest.

After these two days of development, a simple base has been established in the center of the forest.

With the efforts of Brent and others, the surrounding land of more than ten kilometers has been basically reclaimed, and the wheat and cabbage given by Ogula and some food crops brought by them have been planted.

The entire center of the forest was thriving, a scene of fiery excitement.

Especially those who had enough to eat, they worked as if they were risking their lives, and they continued all day without stopping. Even the elves in charge of supervising the work couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hey, I'm telling you, there's no need to work so hard. Just take a rest when you're tired."

"It's okay. We're not tired. We can still cultivate a few more acres of land today."

Elf Captain:......

"Are they crazy? They were only allowed to reclaim two kilometers a day, but now it's more than ten kilometers."

The elves looked at each other, a little suspicious of where the demons had found these people.

I have seen people working hard to eat, but I have never seen people working so hard.

If you get a little closer, you can still vaguely hear their conversation.

"Have you noticed that the wheat and cabbage that Mr. Ogula gave us seem to have a strong restorative effect?"

"I also discovered it! It's really better than the things we grow. I feel full of energy after eating it."

"There is still half an acre of land. I can get half a catty more grain today, haha."

"Me too. How can there be such good people in this world? If you cultivate an acre of land, you can get half a catty more grain."

"The Lord of the City must have been sent from heaven to save us."

"I will rush to anyone who asks me to stop!"

Elf Team:…

no.

Are you sure there's nothing wrong with your brain?

All the elves couldn't hold back. They had seen curled ones, but never seen them curled like this.

And what is the name of the city lord?

Why didn't they remember they said that?

"Forget it, let them go."

The elf captain held his forehead with one hand and suddenly felt that it was completely unnecessary for him to come to supervise the work.

"Where is their leader?"

"Is that human named Brent? It seems that he went to the demon clan to help build defenses. I have to say that the human race is really talented in this area."

In addition to its reproduction speed, the reason why the human race can become a large race is that it can use various tools.

Because they do not have the natural advantages of other races, they are particularly developed in the use of tools and magic props, even the clever elves are ashamed of themselves.

For example, now.

In the demon nest in the volcanic area.

Brent is using his tools to help the demons solve problems.

The man's heavy breathing continued to come out of the nest, accompanied by bursts of hammering and hitting sounds, as if assembling some large defense equipment.

After a moment of silence in the nest.

Brent finally held the wall with one hand and walked out of it with trembling feet, looking very tired.

At this time, Losa, who was carrying things, passed by and looked at this side with a playful look.

"Hey, you've worked so hard, brother Brent. Our defense equipment is not easy to repair, right? You look sweaty."

"You didn't tell me it was this kind of equipment!" Brent's face darkened, his voice was a little weak, and he felt like he was drained of energy.

He regretted it.

If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have believed the devil's lies and come to help repair the equipment.

This is not a devil's nest, it's simply a snake's nest that eats people!

"Just tell me if the equipment can defend against the black beast."

Lothar spread his hands, looking as if it was a matter of course.

You repaired them and can resist the black beast, isn't that reasonable?

Who let their demon tribe have a declining population now, and there are only a few young men who can help.

When Lothar thought of the guys who came to him to complain during this period, saying that the frequency of repairing the defense equipment was too high, he was very troubled.

He couldn't always let this old guy who couldn't bear the waist strength take over, right?

Fortunately.

Now the human race is here.

Isn't there someone to take over the work of repairing the equipment?

This also made Lothar breathe a sigh of relief.

Just when Brent was about to argue, a demon kid rushed in from outside.

"Uncle Lothar, when we were out patrolling with Her Highness Aina, we found a team coming from Crescent City, led by a necromancer. We asked you to be careful."

"Are you sure?"

The two of them stared at each other.

They were very clear about the situation in Crescent City now. It was being controlled by several foreign forces.

One of the forces was the necromancer organization called "Dead Soul". The old undead who forced Brent to hand over the land was one of them.

"It seems that they already know the situation here. They should be sent here to get information."

They made such a big fuss in the Druid Forest and went to the Crescent Valley for "propaganda". The strangest thing was that no one came to get information.

"Let's go and take a look first."

Brent had already considered himself a member of the Death Forest. After eating a mouthful of food with a restorative effect, he hurriedly left the nest with Lothar.

When they arrived at the edge of the forest, they saw a large army of undead creatures, confronting the remaining elf demons.

Brent's tribesmen also rushed over from inside, holding hoes and tools tightly, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"To summon so many skeletons at once, he must be a level 5 necromancer!" Lothar frowned.

Level 5 and above is considered a high-level profession, and its strength is much stronger than level 4, especially the necromancer who controls the skeletons to fight, which is more difficult to deal with than ordinary professions.

Unless the location of the necromancer can be found and killed in one blow.

Soon.

They joined the team and came to the front of the team.

"What do you mean?"

Brent's face was slightly gloomy, and he saw several figures hiding behind the skeleton army. Among them was a pale-faced Undead Mage holding the Wrathful Soul Orb.

"We just heard that someone built a city in the Death Forest, and we wanted to come and take a look. You won't be unwelcome, right?"

The Undead Mage spoke first, and the others were also excited, staring at Brent and his men.

They had already found out that someone had indeed built a base here, purified a large area of ​​land, and was still recruiting people.

"If you want to join us, of course you are welcome, but you don't look like you want to join." Lothar followed up and glanced at the surrounding skeleton army.

"No, no, no, we are just trying to stop the black beasts along the way. I heard that you welcome anyone to join you. Why don't you invite us in to sit down?"

The necromancer glanced at Brent and the others. When he saw that they were only at level five, he suddenly smiled, and the skeleton army moved forward a little more.

They came here to test the strength of this strange force.

If possible, it would be best to grab this piece of land.

In this way, even if other members of the organization come from Liberty City, this place will belong to them, and it will become their base for gaining a foothold here.

Seeing that Brent and the others were only at level five, the people around him finally couldn't sit still.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense with them? They are just level five. What can they use to stop our undead army? Go in, I want to see what's inside!"

Without a word, they started fighting.

The countless skeleton army finally moved and bullied Brent and the others.

The huge difference in numbers immediately made Brent and Lothar tense and ready to fight.

However.

But at this moment.

A dragon roar suddenly sounded, interrupting the tense situation outside the forest.

"Little reptiles, dare to covet the holy land of nature? Take your ashes to build my first nest after my return!"

The deafening roar resounded through the sky.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, huge figures flew from the sky in the distance.

And the shout came from a thunder dragon with lightning all over its body. The terrifying momentum made the whole sky shake violently.

"Sixth-level Thunder Dragon!"

The already pale face of the necromancer became even paler. He almost did not hesitate to activate the magic of virtualization and disappeared in the army of skeletons.

This was the confidence that he dared to come here to inquire about the news.

In his virtual form, even a sixth-level warrior would not be able to discover his existence, let alone the lightning that the undead have the strongest resistance to.

Unexpectedly.

Xin Leisas in the sky sneered.

"You want to escape my pursuit with just virtual magic? Let me show you what the power of lightning is, Thunder Sky Curtain!"

Rumble--

The whole sky darkened in an instant.

The terrifying purple lightning gathered together and turned into a huge thunder beast standing proudly. The power of lightning that destroyed the world gathered in the palm of his hand, and he slapped the skeleton army below.

"No!!"

The necromancer's eyes were bloodshot, but he found that his whole body was locked by arc chains, and he could only watch the huge palm fall.

Rumble--

The earth shook violently, and the dazzling white-purple light illuminated the entire periphery of the forest.

When everyone opened their eyes again, they found that there was only a dense arc of electricity in front of them, and the remains of corpses on the ground.

One blow.

All in seconds!

Brent and the others were shocked as they watched everything in front of them.

It took only a few breaths from the dragon's appearance to the skeleton army's disappearance, and even the fifth-level necromancer was not spared!

Sixth-level!

This is definitely a sixth-level dragon!

When did such a terrifying dragon appear in the Death Forest?

Shouldn't there be only one fire dragon?