Descendants of the gods

The fountain of life is actually the condensed essence of the sap of the elf mother tree. It should contain amazing vitality, and at the moment it grows up, there should be an elf fruit falling to the ground to give birth to the first elf, that is, the elf king.

But what should have happened didn't happen.

There can only be one reason why there is no elf fruit, and that is because the elf mother tree lacks vitality, which can be felt through the spring of life.

Could it be because he stripped the soul of the elf mother tree?

Clement thought silently.

Because the soul was lost, only the body remained, so this elf mother tree lost its vitality.

But at that time, the elf mother tree had already shown signs of taking root in his heart. If he didn't stop it, not only would he be sucked dry by the mother tree, but the elf mother tree would also fall|fall.

And as the only elf mother tree in the world, no one knows what will happen to her after she falls|falls.

Clement didn't want to be sucked dry, or have the tree fall|fallen, so he took the opportunity to strip her soul.Afterwards, the elf mother tree lost its soul, and because Clement absorbed Clement's magic power and blood, Clement found that he could control the elf mother tree.

This is how Clement easily forced the tree out of the body to plant it.

If the soul of the elf mother tree is still there, Clement doesn't know if she will be willing to stay in this place where she was once destroyed.

Clement cast a protective magic with a huge range, covering the entire elf mother tree.

An indescribable feeling made Clement wish the tree no harm.

After the protective magic was arranged, Clement checked carefully and found nothing missing, and then he and Armand got on the magic carpet and flew back.

They went all the way downhill when they came, and it was the same when they went back.

And this time without the cover of those giant trees and the prying eyes of the shadows, they returned to the camp at a faster speed than when they came.

Clement took back the flying carpet at a certain distance from the camp, and walked back to the camp with Armand.

As soon as Clement reached the gate of the camp, he was surrounded by those warlocks.

They were chattering at random, and it took Clement a long time to understand what they meant.

Carl originally planned to launch a surprise attack during the few days when Clement and Armand went deep into the Valley of Death, but when they reached the border of the Valley of Death, they encountered a strange fog.

There is nothing in the fog. The strange thing is that they are walking in one direction, but every time they walk out of the fog, they are walking in the direction of the fog.

No one knows the reason at this time, but this does not prevent various rumors about the Valley of Death from spreading in the army.

After that, Karl thought of many ways, but no one could break through this fog.

Everyone can imagine the terrible situation in the outside world, but they are trapped in the valley of death and can't do anything.

Fortunately, Clement and Armand came back at this time.

Everyone knows that Clement has a divine weapon, and maybe he has a way to break through this fog.

Everyone thought so, so when Clement just came back, these warlocks all surrounded him chattering.

In their eyes, apart from artifacts, Clement also has many practical and lost magic props.

They had high hopes that Clement would be able to crack the hole.

After listening to their story, Clement decided to take a look at the weird fog.

Clement asked Armand to go back, and the warlocks followed Clement to the border of the Valley of Death.

The camp was originally stationed on the outskirts of Death Valley, not far from the border.

Clement didn't have to walk for long before he saw the gray-white mist that filled the mountains.

Clement took a few steps closer, and stretched out his hand towards the fog with clear boundaries.

Clement took a deep breath, but he didn't smell any normal mist.

Clement reached out his hand to stir in the mist, and then reached out to grab it.He withdrew his hand and looked at his palm carefully.

There is nothing in the palm of the hand.

"This is not real fog, these are grievances."

"resentment?"

The warlocks who followed were very confused. When they heard this word for the first time, they didn't understand what it meant.

"When a life is unwilling to die, resentment will arise." Clement briefly explained, he carefully inspected the fog in front of him, and continued, "Looking at the concentration of these resentments, it is obvious that dead lives have Many, their resentment condensed into a thick fog, blocking any living creature who wanted to leave here."

Speaking of which, Clement was startled, so could the people he resurrected be considered living things?

He thought...

"It's just being trapped. It doesn't seem to be dangerous." A warlock said very optimistically.

Clement looked at him very seriously, "No danger? No, we are facing the biggest crisis now!"

Greer asked with some doubts, "The biggest crisis? We don't seem to be in any danger."

Clement casually glanced at the dense fog formed by the condensed resentment, "Have you not noticed that there is not even a grass on the ground here except trees, let alone animals. We don't have much food and grass, wait until Exhausted, what shall we eat?"

As soon as Clement's words fell, the warlocks looked around as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Sure enough, there were no plants on the ground, and the dark soil could be seen exposed to the sun.

Indeed, after entering the Valley of Death, they seemed to have never heard the chirping of insects or birds.

Every night is a dead silence, and there is no other sound except life.

Some people's faces gradually turned pale, and many terrifying thoughts emerged in everyone's minds.

The gray-white mist suddenly shook, and a huge black figure rushed towards them through the mist.

Greer was quick to react, keeping his wand in the book at all times.He was standing very close to the fog, and was also the closest to the black shadow.

The black shadow rushed towards Greer without hesitation.

Greer quickly issued a spell, and the spell passed through the black shadow's body, and at the same time, the black shadow got into Greer's body.

The people who were standing around Greer immediately stepped back and kept a certain distance from Greer.

Clement stared at Greer, his pupils turned golden for an instant and then returned to normal.This process is just a moment, and no one notices it.

Clement raised the corners of his mouth and smiled amusedly.

Everyone looked at Greer as if facing an enemy.

Greer held up his wand in a daze, as if he didn't understand the situation.

"Don't worry, I'm fine now, nothing happened." Greer hurriedly explained.

Yet no one believed his words.

Greer looked at Clement and asked him for help with his eyes, hoping that Clement could prove it to him.

However, to his disappointment, Clement went too far, making it clear that he didn't intend to care about it.

Greer was helpless and annoyed, "How can you believe that nothing happened to me?"

The warlocks looked at each other nervously, and someone said, "Hey, dude, that black shadow got into your body like this, I don't believe that your thoughts still belong to me."

"That's right!" another person said, "You're going to attack us after we let our guard down!"

"Unless you put down your weapon!" said the third man.

"That's right, that's right, put down your weapon." Everyone echoed.

Greer frowned, feeling a little uneasy, but he still wanted the wand in his hand according to what those people said.

"Throw your wand over here! Come on!" someone said.

Greer felt uncomfortable, but he did it anyway.

The pitch-black wand drew a perfect arc in the air and landed in the man's hand.

Greer never expected that the man would immediately attack him the moment he got the wand.

Greer was embarrassed to hide, but he did escape.But his speed was so fast that it simply exceeded the limit of human beings, leaving only an afterimage.

Everyone has seen it, but not everyone can understand what is going on.

Of course Clement saw it too, and he frowned.

At that speed, humans cannot do it no matter how much they train.Clement secretly checked Greer's body with magic, but found no injuries.

This is very telling.

The human body is very fragile, and if you try to move beyond the limit, you will definitely be injured.

But Greer didn't have any wounds on his body.

And the strangest thing is that the detection magic used by Clement is not very clever, but if it is the object of detection, as a senior wizard, he should have some different feelings.

But Greer didn't show any strangeness.

This is very unusual.

Clement thought of a possibility, if it really happened as he guessed, then something really bad would happen.

Clement ignored the farce in front of him, he closed his eyes, and his body quickly turned from real to empty.

Everyone stopped arguing and looked at Clement's translucent body in shock.

Clement opened his eyes, and he let himself float.

He stood in mid-air and looked at the mountain forest below with no expression on his face. Everything was in his eyes and there was nothing to hide.

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