In the misty forest, a green flame suddenly ignited.

With a miserable scream, a milky white transparent hand stretched out from the miserable green flames, clasped the ground, and crawled out with difficulty.

The miserable green flame exploded into a spark and suddenly extinguished.

The man kneeling in a pile of ashes, pressed to his chest, gasping for breath, his face full of horror of escaping death.

If Jiang Feng stood here, he would definitely be able to recognize his identity.

This man is none other than Dorne.

The Apostle of Chaos who left his body and escaped death from his spear of light.

It's just that his current condition seems to be a little unpleasant, his whole body is silvery white and transparent, like a disembodied ghost, as if a gust of wind can blow away.

Thanks to the thick fog that permeated the island and the thick clouds in the sky, if the sun had been allowed to pour into the forest, he would have been reduced to ashes in less than a quarter of an hour, and there would not be a trace left.

"Damn, shit! I'll make you pay! ”

Cursing with a curse in his mouth, he stood up and stumbled through the forest, cautiously searching the ground.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he threw himself in front of the corpse of a barbarian warrior, kneeling on the ground, his hands pressed on the corpse's chest, and his wriggling lips chanting a harsh incantation.

A wisp of white mist swirled around the corpse, and the stiff flesh began to decay at an accelerated rate.

The first to disappear were the blood vessels, then the fat under the skin, and finally only a layer of human skin, which was covered by a skull frame.

Laboriously pulling the human skin and clothes off the skeleton shelf, looking at the almost intact skeleton, Dorne's face flashed with joy, and the incantation continued to be chanted.

A harsh spell floated out of his mouth, a white mist gradually withdrew from his body, and a trace of pain appeared on his face, but he endured it.

Gradually, his body began to shrink, and finally turned into a cloud of white mist, and even the seven orifices of the skeleton poured in, completely disappearing.

The forest fell silent.

Suddenly, the skeleton lying on the ground, the originally empty eye sockets, suddenly lit up with a green fire that seemed to be bright and dark.

With a creaking sound, the skeleton struggled to its feet from the ground, its hands groping for its angular skull and ribs.

The barbarian's bones are hard enough to be used as a vessel for souls. Although it is a lot less fun to become a skeleton, at least it gives his soul a place to live for the time being, and he doesn't have to worry about his soul flying away.

What's more, as long as the origin of the soul is still there, he still has a chance to be resurrected.

As long as he fulfills his wish for Lord Solol and allows chaos to descend on this land, at that time, Lord Solol will naturally give him a new body, a body stronger than the original.

For an all-powerful God, this is not a difficult task.

After adjusting to his new body, Dorne suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely.

"Great Lord Solore, thank you for giving me a new ......"

After several rounds of back-and-forth, he finally got up from the ground and began to walk briskly towards the edge of the forest.

As long as he didn't speak and didn't behave so abnormally, the half-elves roaming the forest shouldn't risk attacking him by revealing his location, after all, in the eyes of those half-elves, he was just a skeleton, the lowest summon.

The most important thing now is to find Gargamel and let him lead the men back to the ruins of the half-elf village.

Just now, Lord Solol sent down an oracle, and that nasty wizard was doing something bad in the half-elf village......

"Lord Solol is in a hurry...... You can't afford to keep adults waiting. ”

"The seal of the Jialan Vortex is about to be lifted, and the tide of magic will rush to this world, there is only one chance, but what if the sacrifices are not enough, it is far from enough......"

In his eyes, the faint green candle flame turned slightly.

"Perhaps, I can use the remains of the Ancient Tree of Life......"

Muttering drowned out the creak of bones rubbing, and Dorne walked with stiff steps, following the smell of blood in the forest.

……

Under the ruins of the Ancient Tree of Life, the steady air suddenly rippled in circles.

With a wave of rippling space, a figure flashed out of the crack.

With his feet on the soft soil again, Jiang Feng looked back and saw that the roots of the tree had turned to ashes.

The entrance was destroyed, and the subspace and the elven ruins in the space were like sand falling into the sea, forever lost in the cracks of the dimension.

But it doesn't matter.

Before leaving, Jiang Feng had copied all the information on the star map into Zhi's brain, and as long as he wanted, he could reflect this starry sky in his eyes at any time.

The legacy left to him by the elves was not only the three planets that guided the course, but also the murals on both sides of the corridor.

It can even be said that the value of those murals is not inferior to the gift of the star map.

When he first entered that subspace, Jiang Feng's heart was still confused, why he was allowed to pass through a seemingly meaningless stone corridor, but now he understood.

The mural carved on the stone corridor was not just a work of art, but a large teleportation array.

As for how he discovered this, it was because when he was analyzing the murals by chance, he suddenly found some inconsistent lines on the murals. By detaching the lines from the mural and re-establishing them using his brain's 3D modeling skills, he discovered the familiarity of the patterns.

With the help of the memory retrieval function of the brain, he soon discovered that these lines like inscriptions had been seen on the portal in the nuclear power plant on the Thorn Wasteland!

The similarity is at least over 90%!

I have to say that Jiang Feng was taken aback by his discovery.

If it weren't for what the ancient tree said, the legacy left by these elves would be their own. If it weren't for the fact that he knew that the entrance to this subspace would be destroyed after being used once, he would even think that the person named Dr. Z had also seen those murals, and it was the use of elven technology that made the portal and successfully returned to his hometown.

"Although it is mentioned in the epic of the Kadia Empire that the elves erased as much as possible of their existence in this world before leaving this world, it seems that this statement does not seem accurate now."

"The traveler named Dr. Z and Iran from the same world should have analyzed the portal technology from other ruins belonging to the elves, and then used the portal to return to the original world...... Ten percent of the different parts of the pattern should be the coordinates of the world! ”

"The nuclear power plant and portal are in the Thorn Wastes, so the ruins should not be far from the Thorn Wastes."

Jiang Feng pondered in his heart, trying to connect the clues in his mind, but at this moment, the ghost drone deployed at the entrance of the half-elf clan suddenly sent him an alarm.

【Warning! A large number of hostile targets have been detected approaching the area. 】

"Barbarian tribes? They actually came back? ”

This place is not to stay for long!

Jiang Feng thought to himself in his heart.

Taking advantage of the fact that those barbarian soldiers were still some distance away from the Ancient Tree of Life in the center of the half-elf village, he chose the opposite direction to those barbarian soldiers, and Jiang Feng quickly evacuated the half-elf village......

The Elven legacy has been recovered, and now it is imperative to return to the South Island and join Captain Kerut.

However, what he didn't know was that far away from Crocodile Island, on the other side of the world, a storm that was about to sweep the world was quietly brewing......