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The pale mother tree chuckled indifferently and spoke slowly: "Seed, before it withers, I will separate a seed with my breath." ”

"Although the seed will never germinate and sprout a new pale mother tree, my children who have become gods will hide it from me and let the seed be the confidence of the children to survive. ”

"They will be able to live with the obsession of resurrecting me, even if there are thorns and little hope ahead. ”

"As for the continuation of the race, I will leave it to you Terrans. ”

After listening to the last words of the Pale Mother Tree, Vincent was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it seriously, but still did not understand the meaning of the Pale Mother Tree's words.

"Do you mean half-elves?!But as far as I know, the half-elves in the Divine Blessed Empire today are only descendants of the descendants born of the combination of the human race and the elven race in ancient times. ”

"All of them were born by some human race with a trace of elven blood in their bodies, and they were mutated when they were young, and there is no bloodline source to follow at all. ”

Come to think of it, the only thing Vincent can think of is a half-elf.

However, the half-elves in the Divine Blessed Empire belong to the bloodline mutations, not to mention, they are all women, how can they help the elves continue their race?

Do lilies bloom?

"That's right, until another elven mother tree is found, my children will have to make a choice and sacrifice their egos. ”

The Pale Mother Tree is sad, but realistic.

A race without offspring has no future, and if the elves don't want to continue the race, sooner or later they will be annihilated in the long river of fate and become the dust of history.

Then she suddenly changed her words, stared at Vincent like a torch and said, "Just like you, a powerful and young magician, I think that the offspring born of my child after combining with you will be very powerful. It is probably possible to become the first half-elf deity in recorded times since Treya began. ”

As the words of the Pale Mother Tree gradually spoke, Vincent's mouth under the mask opened wider and wider, and the whole person felt bad, the Pale Mother Tree continued to talk to herself: "However, please look at the face of a mother who is about to die, and promise me a reluctant request." ”

"Please allow the half-elves of the purest elven blood of all your descendants to be raised by my children and make her a member of the elven race. ”

"Of course, the fact that you are her father can never change. Anyway, you must have a long lifespan, and so will hers, and when another mother tree is found one day, you father and daughter will naturally recognize each other. Isn't it?"

The muscles at the corners of Vincent's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart that even father and daughter had not known each other for a long time, and finally one day the romance plot of meeting and recognizing relatives came out.

Meanwhile.

Avella looked at the sweet and tempting rainbow snake fruit in her hand, taking a sip from time to time, and listened to what the pale mother tree had to say with her little ears pricked up.

She was still young and didn't think there was anything wrong with Vincent having children with the elves.

However, she thought that after Vincent had a child, she was no longer the youngest person in the abyss, but thought that it would be better for Vincent to have a child as soon as possible.

Evinsi's side was completely different, she listened to the pale mother tree's request, her face turned red, and she bit her lips, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Her eyes wandered, as if she was trying to come up with something that would convince the others, as well as herself.

By the way, Avinsey was in a hurry and thought of a perfect statement.

It's just that these words can only be said when there is no one around.

"The matter of not falling into the abyss, Vincent, you don't dare to reveal it to anyone casually. ”

Ai Wen was complacent, and she couldn't help but be happy when she thought that Vincent had no choice but to shake her head helplessly and give up, resolutely refusing to combine with the elves.

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It wasn't until the Elven Queen, who looked at him with the same expectant gaze as the Pale Mother Tree, that Vincent realized that the Pale Mother Tree's claim about the matter of the descendants was absolutely serious.

He couldn't help but shudder, and he quickly remembered that he had come to the elven clan, not to listen to the pale mother tree to arrange the aftermath, but to save her.

He hurriedly shifted the subject back, speaking so fast that he was almost incoherent, "Slow, slow, I... You haven't forgotten. I'm here to help you, no... No, to be precise, I'm here to help the pale mother tree with the blight. ”

Finally, Vincent said the true purpose of the trip in one breath.

However, a completely unexpected scene appeared.

The Pale Mother Tree and Gorolea looked at each other and shook their heads, giving a sense of elusiveness.

Seeing Vincent's puzzled eyes, the Pale Mother Tree opened his mouth to explain the reason, "If my perception is correct, you carry a lot of Mother Tree Essence Essence in your space, right?" ”

"Yes. ”

Vincent's answer was so painful that he couldn't help but look at the pale mother tree, and said in his heart that it was time for him to get acquainted with the pale mother tree again.

However, the Pale Mother Tree's next words made Vincent, who had always thought that he had a chance to win, frown.

"Over the years, my divine children have collected many, many Mother Tree Essence Essences for me, as a mother, to the point that I have nowhere to use them. ”

"My blight is not due to the lack of essence, but to another most important place. ”

However, before the Pale Mother Tree could say the next words, Vincent interrupted her very rudely.

He asked rhetorically, "It's a dream, isn't it?"

The pale mother tree was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and she said in a rather unexpected tone: "I really didn't expect you, a human, to know that the collapse of dreams can also lead to blight. ”

But Vincent didn't bother to pay attention to the pale mother tree's slightly ridiculous words, and went straight to the point: "How did you do it, aren't you the most powerful in the dream realm?"

Vincent couldn't figure it out, dreams, that was the most important place for a mother tree.

The reason why the mother tree can give birth to elves and make them proficient in language, common sense, and even powerful from birth is simple.

It's because dreams are like a terminal.

The first elves, who were born at the beginning, did not understand anything, and they left the embrace of the mother tree in ignorance and traveled to the world in a daze.

In order to complete their wild hunts, they learn languages, communicate with nature, and acquire as much knowledge as they can desire.

They learn their lessons, try to grow and survive until they fall into a seed.

Then he was personally brought back to the mother tree by the incarnation of the mother tree, so that the soul returned to the dream realm.

And their personal experiences and strong emotions permeate and converge, and then all feed back into the dream, becoming a shared experience for the next generation of elves.

The dream is the terminal, and the mother tree is the terminal administrator, and it is the administrator with superpowers.