Bai Xiaowen asked, "It's' almost 'the same as an ordinary tree? Will the Heart of Oak still grow? "
"It will." Cyril gave an affirmative answer.
Bai Xiaowen heaved a sigh of relief. At least it would not affect the food supply of the Elven Kingdom.
If taking away the heart of the Crimson Oak would cause the old oak tree to no longer bear fruit, then it would be an almost impossible task for Bai Xiaowen to obtain the heart through negotiation.
The Elven Queen might be exaggerating when she said that it would "sleep for 500 years," but the importance of the heart to Cyril and the Elven Kingdom was undeniable. By extension, the Dwarven Kingdom's Ancient Rune Armor and the Orc Kingdom's Mother of Mount Wolves were probably as difficult as the Heart of Crimson Oak.
If he did not have the identity of a prophet and came to the Blacktide Plane as an ordinary adventurer, Bai Xiaowen could only complete the mission through brute force and raid the Elven Kingdom's capital!
The difficulty was not lower than the first two steps of the mission. It seemed that the difficulty of the A + Awakening Skill Mission was really terrifying. Bai Xiaowen thought that Li Shuyi was still stuck at the first step and could not help but sigh.
The Elven Queen said, "Your Excellency, it's not that I can't give you the Heart of Crimson Oak, but the Elven Kingdom is now in an unprecedented disaster, and we urgently need your help to find out the reason for the sinking of the Amusha Forest …"
A mission notification came.
"Special Side Mission: [Prophet's Mission] activated."
"Mission Objective: Find out the truth and evidence of the sinking of the Amusha Forest."
"Mission Duration: None (Equivalent to the remaining time you stay in the Blacktide Plane)."
"Mission Reward: Heart of Crimson Oak."
"Mission Difficulty: Unknown."
After receiving this notification, Bai Xiaowen already had a plan in mind.
Last time in the Blacktide Plane, Bai Xiaowen also activated a similar mission, [Prophet's Mission]. That time, he prophesied the location of the Seven Holy Artifacts and made a seven-day prophecy. Then, he received the Prophecy Tablet as an equipment reward — the Bracelet of Misfortune.
From the title of the mission, it could be seen that this was both a mission and a mission.
Even without this mission, Bai Xiaowen still needed to reveal the truth behind the Earth Sinking.
It seemed that he would have to read another wave of books.
Bai Xiaowen said, "Great Cyril, Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will find out the truth in the shortest time possible and give you an answer." He chose to accept the mission.
"Thank you …"
The Elven Queen then gave Bai Xiaowen a piece of leaf that seemed to have just been plucked. It was the size of a palm and had a hint of freshness.
This leaf was the entry voucher for the Wisdom Treehouse.
The Elven Queen and Queen Camelo still had to deal with the disaster relief. Bai Xiaowen retreated first, and an elven messenger led him to the Tree of Wisdom.
…
It was said that the Wisdom Treehouse was formed from the body of an Ancient Tree of Knowledge after it died.
The body of the Ancient of Lore had become a treehouse, which contained the knowledge stored by the Elven Kingdom for generations. The manager of this treehouse was the soul of the Ancient of Lore — a faintly glowing green ball of light. In the ball of light, one could vaguely see the face of an elf.
Bai Xiaowen had played Warcraft in another time and space. This was simply a "little elf", a piece of trash that had no combat power …
However, this little elf, who was not even as good as five pieces of trash, was one of the supreme existences in Mushadier. Her status was comparable to the old oak Cyril, or even higher.
With Bai Xiaowen's mental power, he could easily sense the powerful energy surrounding the "Spirit of the Ancient Tree". Shields, counterattacks, fades, alarms … The elves cast all the spells they could on the Spirit of the Ancient Tree and spent a great deal of effort to make it permanent.
If anyone dared to mess with the Spirit of the Ancient Tree, the elves would definitely beat him until his head was crooked.
"Hello, young human."
After checking the "leaf" — the entry voucher — the spirit of the Ancient Tree opened the door and allowed Bai Xiaowen to enter the treehouse. Then, it said, "Very few humans can obtain the right to enter this holy land. It seems that you are somewhat extraordinary."
Bai Xiaowen did not flatter himself, but the elven messenger who brought him here told the Spirit of the Ancient Tree about Bai Xiaowen's identity and the mission he faced.
The Spirit of the Ancient Tree said, "So you are a human prophet. In order to solve the disaster of the continent, you have come to seek knowledge. This is a noble mission. I will do my best to help you. "
"Thank you."
Bai Xiaowen looked around the interior of the treehouse. The sky was filled with leaves. Although there were many leaves, they were not messy. Instead, they were dancing in a ring shape. The countless leaves in this treehouse formed thousands of rings of leaves. And on each leaf was written in the elven language.
"Every ring of leaves dancing in the air is a book." The Spirit of the Ancient Tree chuckled. "What books do you need? As long as you tell me your name, I can get them for you."
"I need some books that record the changes of the ancient landscape, but I don't have a specific name." Bai Xiaowen said.
The Spirit of the Ancient Tree smiled. "That is also very simple."
The Spirit of the Ancient Tree didn't seem to do anything, but the leaves in the sky began to dance faster. In the end, seven rings of leaves flew over and quickly gathered in front of Bai Xiaowen, turning into seven "books" made of leaves.
Bai Xiaowen had not learned the elven language before, so he had to ask the Spirit of the Ancient Tree to translate.
But what surprised the Spirit of the Ancient Tree was that Bai Xiaowen could read the second half of the first book by himself. At first, the speed was a little slow, and he often had to ask the Spirit of the Ancient Tree some grammar questions. But later on, it became smoother.
Bai Xiaowen read the second book by himself without the Spirit of the Ancient Tree translating. He did not even have a question.
"Young human prophet, do you really not need my help? The elven language is not like the orc language. It is not a simple and crude language. "The Spirit of the Ancient Tree asked worriedly.
Bai Xiaowen shook his head. "No, I need your help. The coverage of these books is too small. They are all geographical maps. There must be many more books about the changes of the landscape of the Blacktide Continent. Whether it is folklore or drama, as long as it is related to the changes of the landscape, please bring it over. "
The Spirit of the Ancient Tree watched as Bai Xiaowen flipped through the books and picked up the third one.
"Have you learned the elven language?" The Spirit of the Ancient Tree asked with wide eyes.
Bai Xiaowen lowered his head to read the book, not forgetting to receive messages from the Spirit of the Ancient Tree. He shook his head. "I just learned to read. I can't speak fluently."
The Spirit of the Ancient Tree was speechless.
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