The legend of the World Tree can be traced back to the time when the gods were still alive, when the goddess created the world in the Endless Void, she planted a seed in the starry plains of the Elemental Realm, immersed in the abundant magic of the Sea of Magic, and the seed quickly took root and sprouted into a towering giant tree, which is the World Tree Yugrasil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the World Tree, the goddess constructed the main material plane, which is a stable plane formed after the deposition of escaping magic, unlike the manic and changeable elemental territory, the main material plane appears quiet and stable, suitable for the growth of order and civilization, under the long-term operation, this place known as the continent of Atlas has given birth to several civilizations.

However, civilization will attract the people of twilight in the endless void, who are on a mission to return the world to chaos and intend to destroy all civilizations of order, and just like that, the great war of the gods began.

As a result, it is also known that the goddess is asleep due to serious injuries and the people of twilight are sealed, but in fact, it is not only the goddess side who has been severely injured in this war.

The World Tree Yugrasil was destroyed in the war, and the connection between the main material plane and the elemental territory was severed as a result, and there was no god magic in the world, and everyone's strength was greatly weakened, you know, according to the records of the literature, that era was simply full of gold, and there were as many stigmatas awakened as dogs, even so, in the face of the powerful power of Dusk, more than half of the people still died in the war, if it were put today, in less than a few days, this world would be dominated by Dusk.

Although Ugrasil was destroyed, its stumps were scattered across the continent of Atlas on the main material plane, one of which was the Misty Forest.

Trasil, the sprout of the World Tree, is a large forest derived from its root system, which was originally lush and full of life, but the rich magic in the air here has attracted a large number of monsters, and the final domination here is the fog dragon Arnoll Lund, who is also from the elemental realm.

The Fog Dragon shrouded the forest in a thick fog to protect it from other foreign enemies, and over time it became known as the Misty Forest, and its core area was rarely visited.

Now, Trahir, the bud of the World Tree, stands in front of Shiloh and his party.

The thick trunk of the tree, which is like a huge tower, plunges into the clouds, covering the lush canopy of the small half of the forest, the clouds swirl between the treetops, and the birds play among the branches and leaves, this whole tree is like a small world of its own, so that those who look up to it feel their own insignificance and the vastness of this world, and the emotions in their hearts can only be told silently, and they can only quietly stare at Trasil, the bud of the world tree.

Even words pale in the face of real miracles.

"This is, the ...... of the World Tree Sprouts"

Princess Eliefils looked up at the towering tree and let out a low exclamation.

In fact, even outside the forest, you can see the bud of the World Tree, but only by standing up close like this can you feel its power, a creation that has traveled through time and left over from the place where this world was created, and is a direct manifestation of the Goddess's creativity.

"Let's put aside the emotion for now, we have already stepped into the territory of the fog dragon Arnor Lund, and the next thing we will face is a genuine gold-level monster."

Shiloh reminded everyone who stopped because of the magnificent sight in front of him, although he was also amazed by the buds of the World Tree, after all, he had seen it several times in the game, even if what was in front of him was more realistic and expressive, Shiloh could wake up from the shock in time.

"Is the Mist Dragon there?"

Verahir gripped the hilt of her sword, pulled Frost out of her scabbard, and looked directly at the roots of Trasil, the sprout of the World Tree, which, unlike ordinary trees, had an intricate root system that formed huge cavities that seemed to lead to deeper underground caverns, where the Mist Dragon dwelled.

"Well, yes."

Shiloh nodded, and gently touched the pendant on his chest, the cold touch made him sober, and he saw the soldiers spread out to the sides, forming a defensive formation.

Once a person enters the core area of the Misty Forest, which is a place where there is no thick fog, the Fog Dragon will be able to sense its presence, and at the same time, a part of the dense fog on its body will turn into a fog demon to stop the attacker.

"Here we are."

Almost at the same time that the soldiers of Astor were in formation, the mutation appeared.

From the cavern beneath the roots of the World Tree, a faint white mist floated out, at first inconspicuous, no different from the mist that permeated the forest, but after a while, these white mist seemed to be alive, and gathered into several entities.

With thick arms, a head that looks down on faces, no feet, and only a little mist on the lower half of the body, it looks like those wind elemental creations, except that they are not composed of storms, but dense fog.

"This is the ...... of the Fog Demon"

Putting on a defensive posture, Gerson clenched the giant axe in his hand, he had never fought with such monsters, but he could also see that these monsters were not strong, if they didn't have any special abilities, then Gerson was confident that he would take down a team of such enemies.

There were about twenty of them, fanning out in front of the Aster's soldiers, but these monsters didn't seem to have any intention of attacking, but just stood and confronted Shiloh.

"What's the situation?"

William hid at the end of the line, and when he saw that the Fog Demon had not taken action, he suddenly had doubts in his heart.

Usually monsters will pounce on them like crazy once they smell the breath of humans, but the behavior of the fog demon in front of him is unusual, William looked at Shiloh in front of him, the young priest had an indifferent face, as if he had expected this to happen.

"Don't be impatient, the Fog Demons are only derivatives of the Fog Dragon, and if their owners don't appear, they won't move."

Before Shiloh could finish speaking, a low roar was heard.

Legend has it that the dragon can kill most of the weaker creatures instantly by roaring, and the shadows of the dragon's flight can make the earth tremble, and the dragon of the mist, Arnor Lund, is not a real dragon, but the monster named the dragon is naturally not an idle person.

The first thing you see is the claws.

Sharp claws made of gray mist stretched out from the roots of the World Tree Buds, each of which was the size of a pony cart, and there were dozens of such claws surrounding the roots of the World Tree Buds.

Then, the head of the fog dragon poked out of the largest one in the underground cavern.

The head, also made of mist, looked much different from the legendary dragons, with the only difference being the three pairs of compound eyes that shimmered emerald green.

The three pairs of compound eyes made the Mist Dragon look more like an insect than an animal, and its long horns and sharp fangs, even though made of light mist, were no less destructive than the Federation Type 79 Mana Cannon that terrified the Astor army, and at first glance, the Mist Dragon seemed to be fused with the Buds of the World Tree, asserting its sovereignty.

But this is not a battlefield for humanity, and there is room for negotiation.

At the same time as the body of the fog dragon Arnor Lund condensed, the fog demon, who was originally stationary, also marched towards Shiloh and his party as if he had been instructed.

"Prepare for battle."

Verahir ordered, and at the same time, the sword in his hand ignited a scorching flame.