The inland sea area is covered with dark clouds, but the sky around the Great Wall is still clear and the breeze is slightly drunk.

"Elder Kennett, Undel and they have sent back a message, if that's the case, can you still continue to operate?" Cervantes handed his phone to the [Monsoon Ring] elder who had been in contact with them, and asked him to understand the situation in the Inland Sea area now.

The old man, with a long brown beard and a body as strong as a bear, had rarely seen such a thing, let alone used it, and curiously took a closer look, and soon he figured out the situation.

"Hmm...... Rather, if they do this, we can more easily affect the inland sea area. Kennett stroked his beard and bowed slightly, "Just snatch the 'wind' out of their hands!"

Cervantes smiled thoughtfully, "Then I'll leave it to you, Elder Kennett." ”

Kennett also narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Instead, we would like to thank the head maid Serena for bringing the Tao Te Ching to this world and contributing this precious knowledge." If it weren't for this book, perhaps we would still be narrowly thinking that 'nature' only refers to the ecological environment, but ignoring the life that is born in the world.

"All races were also part of 'nature' at the beginning of their birth, but why did we later remove them from the ecological environment? Is it because intelligent life destroys the ecological chain?

"We never imagined that the evolution of intelligent life was also part of natural selection, and perhaps in the dark, the world arranged all this, because He gave all the conditions necessary for intelligent life to 'evolve'!"

As he spoke, Kennett pressed the bricks beside him, if he had been in the past, he might have had a lot of bad feelings for these man-made objects, but now his mind has changed a lot, and he no longer thinks that these things have the so-called 'unnaturalness'.

If the emergence of intelligent life was a natural choice, then they had no choice but to go with the flow and accept it.

But they still can't accept the wreak havoc of intelligent life on the ecological environment, this concept will never change, they just no longer think that the 'ecological environment' and the 'human environment' are opposed to each other.

Kennett took a deep breath, turned to look at the other druids who were looking around curiously, clapped his hands, and said loudly, "Boys, get ready, we are going to destroy the plans of the All-Seeing Eye, and we must not let their plans succeed!"

This kind of thing happened not only in the Duchy of Sorrowful Wind, but also in the Stars and the Bright Moon Forest, the Gordon Empire and a dozen other nodes formed a huge spellcasting network, forming a huge 'ring'.

The northern frontier of the Duchy of Howling Winds, on the banks of the Agate River in the Kingdom of Kurt, on the border between the Garol Mountains and the Black Forest......

The mana waves emitted from the root servers of various mage organizations spread out in all directions, forming a 'network' spread across the entire continent, and between the continents of Sloh and Mendes, communication satellites are used as relay stations, and information on both sides can be transmitted to each other.

With the help of this vast information network, the [Monsoon Ring] no longer needs to be the same as before, and if it wants to cast a legendary spell with a huge area of influence, it will take at least a few months or even more than a year to prepare.

The druids, led by Kennett, stood on top of the Great Wall, and the monsters in the Black Forest not far away seemed to feel the oppressive feeling of the impending mountain rain and became agitated.

The wind is blowing!

Cervantes raised his hand and felt a breeze slip through his fingers, and when he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear the ancient chant that lingered in the atmosphere.

The mages widened their eyes and tried to prick up their ears to listen, unwilling to let go of a single detail.

Although the druid's natural spells are not in the same knowledge system as theirs, this is a 'legendary spell', and there is still some reference value.

The druids hadn't spoken yet, but the magic had already come alive, and they seemed to cheer......

At that moment, Kennett let out his first roar, the first druid syllable that the druids had heard from 'nature' from ancient times, many years ago, before intelligent life took over the world.

This syllable itself does not have any meaning, but it carries a magical power, and every natural spell is cast with this syllable at the beginning.

Cervantes' ears couldn't help but tremble, because he heard the cheers of the 'wind'.

More than a dozen casting nodes started chanting at the same time, and the druids didn't need to prepare any casting materials, because this time, their casting medium was 'wind'!

Magic floated through the air, the druids spread their arms, the breeze blowing from one arm to the other, their arms, shoulders and necks like a slide, allowing the lively wind to play a game.

Hearing the exclamation coming from beside him, the black dragon opened his eyes, and after opening his eyes, he also subconsciously held his breath.

The eyeballs trembled in their sockets, and the dark yellow eyes were reflected in a 'curtain' that hung from the sky.

With his head turning slightly, Cervantes looked from left to right, but he couldn't see where the curtain of wind began and ended.

A curtain of wind elementals and magic hung high in the sky, drooping downward, and the water vapor was swept by this curtain and condensed into clouds, but it was cut off by this 'wind ring'.

He couldn't see the full picture of this almost straight line of the 'Wind Ring' with his naked eyes, but he knew that this was the legendary spell of the druids, and it was also the origin of the name of their organization - [Wind of the Ring]!

The druids of the Monsoon Ring communicate with nature in a mysterious language unknown to outsiders, and use the power of nature to form the cornerstone of their spells, and the atmospheric circulation blows through every region of the continent, so they can use this powerful legendary spell no matter where they are.

The breeze flowed through the druids' arms as if they were doing a relay, and each whirlwind made the wind that flowed through their hands stronger.

The clouds in the sky are pulled by the wind rings, forming a directional sign.

The wind was blowing in the sky, but there was not much movement on the ground, if it weren't for the exclamations of those people around him that the black dragon had heard just now, he might not have been able to see this magnificent scene that shook the dragon's heart.

They all looked up at the curtain falling from the clouds in astonishment, and the sound of the druids roaring and singing was ringing in their ears.

In this moment, their minds were empty, their thoughts were completely gone, and looking at all this, they felt a sense of inner peace, and they couldn't help but indulge in this incomparable sense of naturalness and harmony.

Cervantes almost fell, but he came to his senses at the last minute, and then couldn't help but shudder, and his eyes were full of disbelief as he looked at the backs of the druids.

Although he can't become a warrior monk, he knows everything from the warrior monks' club, and he has been tempering his body and mind with the requirements of the warrior monks, but even so, he almost sank.

Before this, the druids had never tried this kind of legendary spell with more than a dozen casting nodes and hundreds of druids cast together, and they didn't know what would happen.

But if they enter the Black Forest, there is no guarantee that they will be safe and that their spells will be cast smoothly, as it is the territory of the All-Seeing Eye.

Therefore, in order to disrupt the conspiracy of the All-Seeing Eye and sabotage their plans thousands of miles away, the Monsoon Ring gathered hundreds of druids to cast spells together for the first time.

Perhaps, some of them are not even 'transcendental', but, under the leadership of a few legends, more than thirty transcendents and more than seventy mortal druids have united to form the most gorgeous spellcasting lineup in the world today.

A huge ring of wind enveloped the Black Forest, and by this time, the winds that carried the will of the druids had reached the inland sea area.

Most of the druids' spells exhibit their trait – communication!

And this time, they once again communicated with the 'nature' of the inland sea area, even if it was distorted and deformed, but it was part of the world.

Jingle bells!

Cervantes seemed to hear the sound of wind chimes blowing, and then many energetic chuckles followed.

Wind elves, invited.

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