Avalon, the legendary paradise of ancient Wales, the land of bliss, is known as the island of blessing and the island of heavenly blessing. But the island has an even older name...... That's "Apple Island".

The apple is not grown here, but the giant tree that reaches into the sky is the most striking thing on the island, and everyone who sees her will be amazed by the grandeur of the sky and the floating runes that surround the giant tree.

The fluttering runes record all the wisdom, civilization, technology, and history of the entire world from its inception to the future.

In the history of ancient Greece, it was the end of the Twelve Trials of Hercules, just to pluck the golden apples above.

In the history of ancient Egypt, this is God's Garden of Eden, from which humble human beings received God's gifts, opened their ignorant eyes with the fruit of wisdom on the apple tree, and looked at the world with wisdom.

The giant tree was separated by a dozen distinct branches, separated from each other but intertwined with each other, and covered with fruits of various colors.

Black comprehension fruit.

Gray fruit of wisdom.

Red fruit of power.

Golden charm fruit.

Blue fruit of benevolence.

Green fruit of victory.

Purple basal fruit.

Colorful Kingdom Fruits.

And the only fruit that bears on the main trunk in the center, looming as if it does not exist in this world, and it is difficult for people to even observe it from this surface world...... Particle fruit.

Click.

(ˉ▽ ̄~) cut ~~

Isn't it useless to say that the fruit is just something to be kept and eaten?

Nyara Totip's classmate was suppressed by the aura of Hibiscus on the side in a cold sweat, so he could only honestly hold the apples that Hibiscus picked and watched her gnaw off the particle-like fruits of this world's foundation......

Arnold...... Does it really matter?" Naiko cautiously wanted to remind him tactfully.

"It doesn't matter, it's delicious, crunchy, juicy, and sweet. Fleur took another big bite, and the poor particle fruit was only two-thirds left, and the mutilated gap seemed to indict what kind of non-human treatment she had suffered.

Hum. Fleur suddenly thought of the thief back then, Hercules, who was a half-human and half-god, actually wanted to steal the golden apple from a foodie and a king's stomach. With just a single blow, Deora beat Hercules half to death and threw it to Cerberus for supper.

Touching the broad body of this giant tree, his eyes seemed to see through the void, in another timeline, even if it was an illusory dream, the incarnation of Bedwell still protected the king, returned from the battlefield of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, and rested under this tree.

Interesting.

As if she suddenly understood something, the corners of Fleur's mouth, which was already smiling, increased slightly, and the dimples in the league became more and more obvious, and she seemed to be very happy.

"Is that what you're trying to accomplish?"

An apple core smashed on the head of the drowsy Xiwen, who touched his head, squirmed with dark eyes and raised his front half to look at Furong in the distance.

The young lady sat under the tree, and although the dense and soft turf was a perfect carpet, there was still a coat spread on the ground. The white stockings stretched down the slender calves to the thighs, and the young lady shook her toes with her legs crossed, leaning forward, and staring at Xiwen.

Siwen didn't seem to have any intention of getting up, he just lay there stiffly, looking at the familiar sky, of course, only an area above his head could see the sky. Because of its proximity to the sea, Xiwen is actually on the outer edge of the Apple Island barrier.

As far as the eye could see, the sea was covered by the mist created by the swamp, creating a special gap between the space in which the island was located and the world in which they lived, in a state of binary superposition of connection and detachment.

It's a familiar setting.

With your hands hanging on the ground, you can feel the soft touch of the fine grass that is swept by the breeze.

His green eyes looked gloomily at the land in front of him......

"Forest of Mist, huh?"

The Forest of Mists is such a continent full of magic, when it was born and where it was born, this is not even clear to Xiwen, after all, the memories of Xiwen now are only those memories of the beginning of the First Age and the beginning of Xiyun.

The Forest of the Mists will extend to worlds that have been designated as curable, and after those worlds are promoted, mortal creatures and things in the worlds that are worth saving will be promoted to eternity.

With the power of the Misty Forest, as long as they are willing to pay a sufficient price, they can keep the people they once cherished and the world they cherish in a state of freshness, and they will no longer have to worry about the corrosion of those forces from the void and from the abyss.

Whether it is Siwen, Sistaro in Siberia, or Nephilim from another world, they are like generals on expeditions, or explorers in the Age of Discovery, who arrive at one world after another, and finally set a rating and evaluation for this world.

Not every world is worth cherishing, and not every world is able to meet people who are worth cherishing.

It can be said that most of the worlds end up spending their time in inaction, and finally enter into destruction in a way that is in line with mortal cognition, after all, the so-called Big Bang or the tens of billions or hundreds of billions of years of cosmic reincarnation are just a moment in an epoch.

But this does not mean that as long as they feel that this world is worth saving or collecting, they can increase their access to the Misty Forest with impunity, after which the world must pass the test of showing that it has enough value.

This detection is the invasion that the West is waiting for.

The exact timing of the unknown, the invasion of an unknown species is an extremely formidable challenge for any Guardian of the World.

For example, it was obviously prepared to face the invasion of otherworldly creatures, and prepared a large number of metal tools such as steel, but the white frost world came, and the whole world lost the sun overnight, and only a white expanse was left between the heavens and the earth, even the once tropical was covered by more than ten meters of snow, and the sky was a never-ending cold wind and blizzard.

Temperatures of minus tens of degrees or even minus 100 degrees are extremely desperate for any branch of civilization that has not developed to a mid-level civilization, and no civilization can survive in such a harsh environment until it gets rid of low-level energy, not even if it is to dig a hole in the ground as Voldemort.

And now......

What Xiwen wants to do is actually build a pseudo-world similar to the Misty Forest?