It wasn't that there weren't any types of magic that could control plants. Even 1st Circle Apprentice magic could control plants. But controlling the movement of plants required a rather profound method, especially these woody plants. In comparison, although it was easier to control the movement of herbaceous plants, it still wasn't that simple.
As they went deeper into the forest, the overall atmosphere gradually changed. Even when they took a step forward, Lin felt the atmosphere of the outside world suddenly change, as if some kind of wonderful prying was omnipresent. This was the feeling of being in the domain of the World Tree.
At the same time, several silhouettes appeared, blocking their path. And there were countless shadows hiding in the trees and the forest, inadvertently revealing themselves to warn and threaten them.
Was this a master of cutting paths? Speaking of which, a certain someone hadn't encountered a professional bandit since transmigrating to the Lost Land. Instead, he often encountered bandits who took up part-time jobs on the spur of the moment. So who were these people?
"Thunder God, you're back. You're with them. "
At this time, Lin clearly saw the person who spoke. She was a female wood elf. Dressed in coarse linen clothes, she was completely different from the elegant posture of her relatives. But in terms of appearance and figure, it could be said that she was even more beautiful.
… That was to say, a certain someone had only seen Liana Titov, who fought with Finn at the aristocratic gathering, so he didn't know to what extent the other elves were. But the wood elf in front of him was different from the elven aristocrat. She had more of a wild beauty, as if there was a lively beast hidden in the depths of her soul, born to run and play in the mountains.
The other people who surrounded him were also wood elves. Although they weren't at daggers drawn as soon as they met, but they also didn't have a warm welcome. But these wood elves seemed to be old acquaintances of Kalama Harang. As soon as they met, they familiarly spoke in their own language.
"Evelyn," Kalama Harang approached his people, "… these are the friends I invited. So there's no need to greet them so warmly. The Divine Wood Guards have been dispatched. " Seeing that many of them were his juniors, he also knew the status of this group of people, so he used words to sound out his old lover.
"Don't tell me you don't know their status?"
"I don't know who they are, but even I can't afford to provoke that lady. Are you sure you want to cause trouble for Big Mother? 'Kalama Harang was no ordinary wood elf.
He was already over five hundred years old. Compared to the elves of the Mystic Lands who were over six hundred years old, he could be considered an elder. It stands to reason that elves of this age shouldn't have a physique like his – even elves at their peak wouldn't have a physique like his brother. But Kalamaharang can maintain this strength that surpasses that of most elves because he is an elven Extraordinary.
Apart from receiving the blessing of the Lord of the Forest, Kalama Harang had transcended the level of life of ordinary elves and reached a higher level. Not only could he reach a higher peak state than ordinary elves, but his lifespan also far exceeded that of ordinary elves.
He could vaguely sense that Fen was an expert who was not inferior to him. If he could avoid provoking her, he would do his best not to. Kalamahalang also believed that the other party had the same feeling and could sense his strength. However, the other party's attitude was as if he didn't care at all. If the other party wasn't fearless, then he was just too careless. However, it was impossible for people like the latter to live to such a level.
What made Kalamahalang feel particularly troubled was that the other party was a Wizard. Master Spellcasters had killed many supernatural beings before. Of course, supernatural beings had killed even more magic casters. However, at that level, other than strength, there was also scheming involved in a battle of wits. If this Wizard was also an Extraordinary, then the threat level would increase greatly. It would be best if they didn't even meet him.
However, the female wood elf who didn't care about Kalamahalang's concerns said directly in the common language: "We came here on Big Mother's instructions. She wants to see the guests in person and wants me to take them there. "
Kalamahalang didn't say anything in response to such a request. As far as he could remember, this kind of thing had happened very rarely. However, if it was that person's request, then he had no reason to object.
However, since the person next to him understood the last sentence, Lin still asked about this friend he had met by chance. "Who is this Big Mother you speak of?"
"The Protector of the Wadwal Tribe, the Lord of the Forest, the Spirit of the World Tree. She appeared before us in the form of a white deer with a pair of beautiful horns."
Hearing this description, the first thing that came to Lin's mind was Fen's enemy, a god who had achieved success with the faith of nature. Thus, he worriedly turned to look at the carriage and said somewhat worriedly: "Did you hear that? If you don't want to meet such an existence, it's fine if we leave. "
Taking a look at the World Tree as a reference for magic research was a strong idea that Lin had never mentioned to anyone before. Considering the Lich's mood, giving up this opportunity wasn't a big deal. Of course, the bigger reason was that he was afraid that there would be a conflict when the two sides met, and then he would be dragged into a ditch and unable to escape.
Although the wood elves who came to "welcome" didn't say what kind of attitude they would have if the guests were unwilling to cooperate. But Lin's implied meaning still made this group of local snakes nervous, and they quietly moved their positions to stabilize the encirclement.
Kalamahalang also didn't understand why the man who was originally in high spirits chose to shrink back when he heard that this was an opportunity that could only be encountered by chance. It seemed that the reason was the female Mage in the carriage who he didn't want to provoke. And the conflict in front of them was on the verge of breaking out.
"No, let's go. They've already invited us, so it wouldn't be right if we didn't go and meet them. "
Oh my god! It sounded like they were going to cause trouble … A certain person was now beginning to regret accepting the wood elf's invitation.
But since his elder sister had spoken, Hallumi mindlessly drove the carriage forward and followed the wood elves. A certain person awkwardly followed them. And Kalamahalang, who originally wanted to return to the tribe first, thought about it and followed everyone's footsteps, heading towards the tribe's Holy Land, which was the location of the World Tree.
The further they went, the more they could feel the omnipresent and lively aura. Compared to taking a bath in the forest back on Earth, absorbing the fragrant essence produced by nature was even more fascinating. It was as if by taking a few more breaths, the surging energy in their chests would be able to promote their growth. Finally, they would be able to touch that barrier and take the final step to becoming a God.
But for the wood elves who were used to such an environment, this was nothing. The most important thing was that there was a limit to how much free energy one could absorb from the air like this, and it wasn't limitless. So, they looked at Lin's intoxicated expression as if they were looking at a country bumpkin.
This journey wasn't short, and as Lin walked, he would occasionally look at the horizon through the gaps in the trees. There weren't any towering trees there, only a blue sky.
So, the World Tree was actually very short?
Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, Lin suddenly walked into a place filled with countless roots. Looking up, he saw a towering tree in front of him, and its shade covered half the sky. The highest part of the tree was probably taller than some small mountains.
It seemed that this was the real World Tree, and it had used a unique method to hide itself. Anyone who wanted to see the World Tree would only be able to see its true appearance if they entered its range.
Lin didn't know how to describe the shock in his heart. His mind was completely blank as he followed everyone to the trunk of the World Tree. In fact, if it weren't for the wood elves' reminder, and if it weren't for the fact that he himself came from afar and saw the entire scene, he might have mistaken the giant wall in front of him for a mountain wall instead of a tree trunk.
There was a series of footsteps. When they looked at the source of the sound, they saw an even more shocking scene.
A majestic white deer that was even larger than a North American elk on Earth, with eighteen huge horns and a pure white body, came before the guests. The wood elves who were leading the way and protecting the surroundings retreated a good distance away, afraid that they would disturb the big mother that they were talking about.
"Long time no see, Your Majesty Tikal," the white deer said directly after pawing twice. However, the content of his speech shocked everyone.
Not to mention how surprised the others were that the World Tree and the person in the carriage knew each other, Lin had a bad feeling in his heart. Because up until now, anyone who tried to be related to the Lich didn't seem to have a good ending.
Fen, who walked out of the carriage, was as beautiful as ever. She was wearing a tight black leather jacket and pants, and the two guns on her ankles were firmly buckled. The guns on her back were also adjusted to the easiest position to pull out, and she looked like she was ready to fight at any time.
But right now, no one could tell what kind of expression she had, and naturally, no one could tell what she was feeling. She first stared at the white deer in front of her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before. She couldn't help but tilt her head and ask, "Have we met before?"
"You might not recognize me. After all, I was just a sapling back then. Thanks to your help, I was able to nourish and nurture so many lives today. "
"Oh, then it's normal that I don't remember you," Fen said with relief. None of the World Trees that she had burned with her own hands were "saplings." And the aura of the deer in front of her was too young.
The World Tree was very similar to the old gods, and they were both part of nature's faith. The difference was that the old gods' foundations were in their respective God Kingdoms, while the World Tree's foundation was directly the tree itself. Even if there was a clone like the white deer, it couldn't escape the range of the tree's shade.
Plus, the habits of faith were different. Strictly speaking, as long as they didn't offend her, Fen wouldn't treat these trees as the same as the old gods. At least, the World Tree wouldn't randomly ask the elves to sacrifice flesh and blood. The flesh and blood of living creatures were of no help to them.
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