Lord of Plenty

"Such a celebration will be held every year, and the Harvest Land welcomes its friends to spend every happy time here."

While Kun was talking about the scene, he did not forget to glance quietly at the colorful snail carrying the great elder. It was actually a bit inaccurate to say that it was colorful. It was just that the shell of the palm-sized snail was transparent, but it had a transparent shell. The color of agate.

The legendary sacred tree Matta conch!

This thing only lives on the Mother Tree of Life. In ancient elven culture, it symbolizes the messenger of the Mother Tree of Life. If converted, it is approximately equivalent to an angel sent by the goddess of the sky.

The living kind, angel!

Kun's heart is itching unbearably, and he really wants to dissect it. What should he do?

Feeling the burning look in his eyes, Mata Naoluo quietly moved to the side, then moved again, and then...

When Matena almost moved out of the range of the chair, Kun coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Don't think that his majestic God of Abundance is here to bully some weak animals. Small is small, but weak may not necessarily be.

At least that small body contains a huge amount of magic power that is no less than that of the Gold-devouring Ancient Dragon. Yes, this little thing that looks cute and easy to bully is actually a fourth-level existence like him, a legendary monster!

It is also the most bizarre, unpredictable, rare and hard-to-find space legendary monster.

What people ate back then were the leaves of the Mother Tree of Life, which is known as the God of All Gods and the mother of all living beings. What they drank was the sap of the Mother Tree. What they were drinking was, bah, what they secreted was the mysterious mucus that can stick to space, the original liquid of Matai.

Since the ancient times of the ancient elves, the great elder of the Yimi tribe, Yimi Yier, who has survived to this day with only one head left, lives in a space solidified by the mucus secreted by this mysterious monster.

It is the layer of strange amber-like substance that wraps the outside of the great elder. Because it is isolated from the space of the big world and completely closed, the internal material flow is also minimized by the solidified space, so the great elder can survive to this day.

This mysterious mucus can be regarded as the most effective 'glue' in Yongxu Continent.

Other adhesives are either stiff and stick two pieces of matter together, while better ones can reunite two pieces of matter into one from a molecular perspective, and it directly adheres two spaces!

So theoretically speaking, this thing is not actually glue anymore, but in terms of its effect after use, "glue" is the most appropriate term to describe it.

It's just a magical glue that can stick even broken artifacts together again.

The mucus secreted by the Matte snail is also called the 'Tears of the Sacred Tree' by the wizard community, and the substance that solidifies and resembles amber is called 'Time and Space Amber'.

The status of this magical substance in the mage world is second only to the 'Philosopher's Stone' and the 'Elixir of Immortality'. The only difference is that the first two were only legendary things in the past, and no one was lucky enough to see them, while the latter is There are only a few solid pieces left, and the rarity is slightly worse.

But Kun has not studied it. To highlight the point, he has not studied it!

"Ahem, the celebration has almost started. If the Great Elder is free, you might as well come with me to the castle to have a look. There is something good that I want to show you. I'm sure it will surprise you."

Um?

The two small eyes on the tentacles of the Matte snail are wide open. What do you mean, are you looking for a place where no one is around to covet the beautiful body of this snail?

"Hahaha, what is so mysterious, I am very curious."

Kun glanced at the old mage Falcole who insisted on getting involved, and had no objection. What a dark star, what a doomsday. It was time to communicate with some of the higher-ups in the territory to share some of this heavy pressure. .

It also saves this old guy from having to do nothing in the territory every day, so he is not in a hurry.

A dark star so big is about to hit your head. If you don’t rush, when are you going to rush?

He led the two of them to the dungeon of Blackstone Castle. The space here was larger than before, almost hollowing out the entire Blackstone Castle.

"This, this, this is..."

Looking at the large emerald tree rising from the ground surrounded by pure magic, Falkole's eyes widened and he was speechless.

The great elder of the Yimi tribe, Yimi Yier, who had only one head left, even burst into tears.

"It's been three thousand years. It's been three thousand years. Your second son has already disappeared on this continent, and your younger son has only a few tribesmen left who are still struggling hard on the edge of destruction. I didn't expect, I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see you again." To the beautiful scene where you are rooted in the earth, it is wonderful, wonderful..."

Unlike the two people who looked excited, Ma Tai Naoluo's two small eyes were full of doubts.

This tree, except that it is smaller, looks exactly the same as the Mother Tree of Life, but why does it always feel like there is something weird about it.

It's like, well, it's not that it wants to eat the tree, but the tree wants to eat it?

Hiss, it’s another guy who covets Benluo’s beautiful body.

Under the Fertile Mother Tree, Betty, who was waiting for the earth dragon eggs to hatch, complained:

"Didn't I tell you that the earth dragon is about to hatch, so don't let others get close to here?"

Kun said naturally:

"You said you did, but I didn't agree. In this lord's territory, under my tree, do I have to tell you in advance who I'm going to bring? It doesn't make sense."

Guests should behave like guests, and hosts should behave like hosts. Obviously Miss Betty doesn't quite understand this principle, but Kun doesn't mind teaching her.

"What about earth dragon eggs? Are they important?"

"Hey, then, great lord, what is important in your eyes?"

"There are many important things, such as the wheat in the fields, the fruit trees on the mountains, the fish fry in the pond, and, probably, the disaster that destroyed the Elf Dynasty. You may not know that the Yimi people living in the Ever Dark Forest are the witnesses and survivors of that disaster."

"Let me tell you another very important, but not very good news. The disaster that destroyed the ancient elves is likely to come again, maybe tomorrow, or maybe more than ten years later. How about it, is this an important thing?"

"You..."

Betty opened her mouth wide, and for a moment she didn't know where to start complaining.

This is not an important thing at all, it is obviously a matter of life and death.

And such an important thing is ranked after farming. Should I say that you are worthy of it?

My lord who is addicted to the earth.

Without Kun taking the initiative to mention it, the great elder Yimiyier took the initiative to propose to deepen the connection with the Rich Territory, and even wanted to move the village of the dwarfs to the Rich Territory.

Kun had to persuade the elder with all his might. If you don't want such a big ancient river tree, I will.

Moreover, the village of the dwarfs will not be moved, which is also beneficial to Kun's future planning.

The village of the dwarfs is located in the core area of ​​the Ever Dark Forest, which is equivalent to an enclave that can be controlled by him. Whether it is to develop the resources of the Ever Dark Forest or to use it as a supply point and save point when players have the ability to explore the depths of the Ever Dark Forest in the future, it is excellent.

After listening to the arduous history of resistance written by generations of life on the Yongxu Continent by the elder of the Yimi tribe, Falcole couldn't help shaking his head and sighing:

"I didn't expect that the history of the various tribes on the continent would be castrated to such an appalling degree. What do they want to do? Do they treat us as livestock that can be harvested from generation to generation?"

"It seems that I should be promoted to the fourth level as soon as possible, but I don't know if it's too late."

Are you anxious now?

Kun glanced at Falcole, who looked worried, and smiled without saying anything.

If Li Tianyun were here, he would know that this kid must have cursed in his heart.

Finally, the great elder Yimiyi took away a large amount of magic essence liquid accumulated under the rich mother tree. In this way, for a long time, the Yimi tribe will no longer have the worry of being annihilated in the long river of history of Yongxu Continent like the other two tribes, and the total population will also increase slowly.

Also taken away by Yimiyi were a large number of unhatched star quail eggs in the space ring. These star quails, which have integrated some of the genetic characteristics of the stilt chicken, will lay eggs very quickly in the future, which is estimated to scare these little people.

Kun also got another big secret about the Yimi tribe from the great elder Yimiyi.

That is, although the Yimi tribe was born from the pure magic essence liquid dripping from the mother tree and is a pure elemental life, it is very different from ordinary elemental life.

As elemental life, the Yimi tribe can hide themselves in plants, but they cannot use any magic. Although they look small, their physical strength is comparable to that of the dragon tribe.

The big guys (Titans) are all proficient in magic, and they will even turn into mountain deposits after death. There are quite a few shallow magic stone mines on the continent, which are all transformed by Titans of all levels above level 4 after death.

The last creation of the mother tree and the eldest of the three sons, the Sun and Moon elves born from the fruit of the mother tree, inherited all the advantages of the first two.

The moon elves are good at magic and making various exquisite works of art, while the sun elves, as royal families, have both superb magic talents and physical strength comparable to ancient dragons, which can be called a nearly perfect existence.

The eggs of the star quail are not only delicious, but also have the miraculous effect of improving the adaptability of magic elements, which is extremely important to the three sons of the mother tree.

Needless to say, the ancient elves and Titans who are good at using magic, the star quail eggs are also the key to breaking the limit of the third level and advancing to the fourth level for the Yimi tribe.

The Yimi tribe does not have the long lifespan of the dragon tribe. The third-level Yimi tribe only has a lifespan of nearly 300 years before it will turn into pure magic and return to nature.

The Yimi tribe does not have the special ability of the dragon tribe to sleep for several months or even years after a full meal to delay aging. Normally, it is impossible for the Yimi tribe to survive a thousand years and slowly advance to the fourth level like the dragon tribe.

But as long as they take a large amount of star quail eggs, the Yimi tribe can advance to the fourth level in a convenient way by constantly purifying their bodies.

And this is actually the correct way of evolution for elemental life, which cannot reproduce normally but is blessed by nature and favored by the world.

That is, devouring and purifying.