The shock in Xixi and Lu Lu's eyes didn't fade away for a long time. Although they had been hiding on the continent for more than 100 years, as magic casters, they had naturally heard of the famous big shots in the world of magic, especially the high-profile battle between ice and fire.
And now, the legendary Lord of Ice was sitting right in front of them.
Although they had already felt Julian's terrifying ice magic last night, they didn't think of that legendary magic caster.
However, their eyes were now attracted by the small green square box in Julian's hand. Xixi hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward to take the small square box. Her eyes turned red immediately.
The palm-sized square box was a little old, and its surface was covered with some strange runes. It looked a little messy, but in the eyes of Xixi and Lu Lu, it was so familiar.
This was the language of the Druids, a symbol that belonged to them. It had been more than 100 years. Ever since they left the Dark Night Forest, they hadn't gone back, nor had they seen Devin again.
"It really is the Great Druid." Xixi turned the box over in her hand, and her finger gently rubbed the signature on the bottom right corner of the box. She looked a little emotional and a little sad.
"He gave this to me more than 100 years ago. There should be a seal on it that is unique to the Druids. It has never been opened," Julian said.
"Yes." Xixi nodded in response. Her eyes quickly glanced at the words on the box. She raised her left palm, and a small sapling with only one leaf at the top appeared in her palm. It slowly flew toward the small box in her right hand. The sapling tilted its leaves, and the green leaf touched the box gently.
It was as if a pebble had been tossed into a calm lake, and the runes on the surface of the small green box lit up one after another. The box left Xixi's hand and slowly rose into the air. Beams of rainbow light shone out of the box, and the quicksand that filled the air swirled around the surface of the box, appearing extremely gorgeous under the illumination of the rainbow light.
"This is … the Great Druid's Quicksand World!" Xixi couldn't help but exclaim while covering her mouth.
"Yes, it's the Drifting Sand World," Lu Lu also couldn't hide her excitement, her lips trembling slightly, and she had an impulse to prostrate herself.
"Quicksand World? Old thing, you're too careless. Aren't you afraid that I'll take everything for myself? " Julian had unknowingly sat up straight. He raised his head and looked at the small box that was overflowing with light in the air. His eyes were also filled with astonishment. The door of the shop slowly closed.
The Drifting Sand World was an independent small world.
The Night Elves worshipped the World Tree, and the World Tree was famous for being able to nurture a true small world. The Quicksand World was a small world nurtured by the previous World Tree, and was managed by a highly respected Great Druid.
The Druids were exterminated, the World Tree was toppled, and the Quicksand World was nowhere to be found.
Only the Great Druids knew where the Quicksand World was. The other clansmen didn't even know what it looked like in this world. They could only kneel down and worship it every time they made a sacrifice. Every time it appeared, its appearance was different and ever-changing.
The only things that didn't change were the colorful light and the sand that filled the sky.
The small World Tree in Xixi's hand also appeared to be very excited after the light appeared. Its branches and leaves swayed slightly as it bathed in the seven-colored light. The green area of the leaf at the very top of the tree seemed to have expanded slightly, and it became even more lively.
Just then, the light flashed on the sandbox, and an intangible figure appeared on top of the sandbox. It was a white-haired old man wearing a green mage robe. He looked very benevolent, and he looked at Lu Lu and Xixi with a gentle gaze. He smiled and said, "Xixi, Lu Lu, you've grown up."
"Great Druid Master." Xixi and Lulu bowed with reverence in their eyes, and they took a step forward reflexively. However, they stopped in their tracks at the sight of the old man's ethereal body, and repressed their grief.
"Children, don't be sad. You two are the only ones who can walk the path ahead. I'm very happy to see you two again, and a new World Tree. This means that I didn't choose the wrong people when I gave you the heart of the World Tree." Fariodin looked at the small World Tree with relief.
"But … Great Druid Master, Xixi didn't protect the World Tree well. It's about to wither. I couldn't make it grow healthily," Xixi said, looking at the small World Tree in front of her and blaming herself.
"No, you've already accomplished the mission I gave you back then by hatching the World Tree. You must have suffered a lot in order to avoid the pursuit of the werewolves and the search of the elves. To be able to do this, you're already the heroes of the druids." Fariodin shook his head and praised.
"Now, I'll give the Quicksand World to you. The Quicksand World almost collapsed during the war back then. I used up the last of my natural force to reform it, but the inside of the world is no longer stable, so you can't enter." The small square box in front of Fariodin floated to Xixi. His eyes shone faintly. He looked at Xixi and said, "Put the World Tree in there and use the power of laws to reform the Quicksand World. Build a new world on the ruins of the Quicksand World. Since this world can't accommodate us druids, we'll build a new world and let the glory and civilization of the druids reappear. I'll leave it all to you. "
Xixi reached out and gently grasped the small square box that was glowing with seven-colored light. The fine sand covered her right hand, then swirled up her arm and almost covered her entire body in the blink of an eye. Only her neck and hands were exposed, as if she was wearing a colorful dress.
Xixi closed her eyes, and could clearly sense that there was a connection between her and the Quicksand World that was slowly forming. The World Tree slowly flew toward the box, and then took root on the box. Its roots grew at a rate that was discernible to the naked eye, and grabbed onto the box like a series of tentacles.
The small tree with yellow branches and leaves took root on an old green wooden box. The seven-colored sand swirled around it. Everything looked strange, but strangely harmonious.
Lulu was a little nervous as he looked at Xixi from the side, but he didn't say anything.
This was a kind of inheritance, the inheritance of a Great Druid.
Inheriting a world was a special inheritance of the night elves. Only the most honorable Great Druids could receive this inheritance.
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