Chapter 146: Negotiations

The black-robed mage with a black staff in hand is Kelburn Black Rod Aurosan, and the other, of course, is his wife, Lady Leila Silverhand. They were accompanied by serpent-like, dark-skinned, three-headed, six-armed Sarren spirits.

This spirit creature as ancient and powerful as the Ferin Demon Blossom has always been rare in the land of Ferron, and even the elves who are close to them have a hard time finding them.

It's just that many people don't know that the lair of the Salon spirit is actually in the dark region beneath the Supreme Wasteland. The Supreme Wasteland, a wilderness that has been shrouded in magical storms for thousands of years, is actually the remains of the ancient elven empire of Mayerita.

In the Elves' Third Crown War, the Elven Empire of Myerita was destroyed by the powerful magic of their opponents, and the survivors avoided the catastrophe by transforming themselves into the Sarren Spirits through special magical rituals, and made the beneath of the High Wasteland, ravaged by a magical storm, their base.

Although the Saron Spirits are relatively peaceful creatures, they are more interested in philosophical discussion and debate than in fighting and conquering. However, the Supreme Wasteland is their base camp, and such a big change will naturally attract their attention.

"Mr. Aurosan, Ms. Leila, have you also come to see the birth of the World Tree?"

It didn't seem to be surprised by the arrival of the Kelburn Black Rod and the Olosan couple and the Saron Spirit, Dugu Feng greeted everyone with a smile as if he had come to greet the neighbors.

"I am honored to be a witness to the birth of the new World Tree."

Kelburn Black Rod Aurosang looked at the growing World Tree and Saint Druid Solomon, and said calmly.

The power gathered in the body of the saint druid was too dazzling, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of natural forces, and the majestic pillars of energy light, like pillars of heaven, penetrated directly from the sky to the earth.

"It's an honor to meet you, great Saint Druid!" Lady Leila* Silverhand also nodded gently to the Holy Druid, saying, "You have created another amazing miracle!" ”

St. Druid Solomon did not speak, the holy natural flame burned on his body, under his urging, combined with the power of nature to release a more powerful force, the spirit of nature is like a group of children sitting on a water slide, under his will and under the impetus of the huge natural energy, cheering loudly, the light released in an instant made the heavens and the earth lose their color, mixed with a thunderous roar, the ball of energy rumbled down, but it did not reach the earth, giving birth to the new world tree continued to sprout, spreading and rising.

Several of the Saron spirits who had come with Kelburn and the Black Rod and Aurosang couldn't help but be shocked by this miraculous majestic power, and even a little mixed.

Most of the ancient, powerful Saron spirits who have transcended the limits of the main material world have left the main material world and are pursuing the mysteries of the world in the endless multiverse. Many of the Salon spirits left in the Supreme Wasteland are Saron spirits who are inseparable from their homeland and transformed by the Elves of Mayerita.

Originally, the Saron Spirit didn't have a plan, and it was ready to be purified three years later, that is, in the year of the Thunderstorm, when the magical storm that had ravaged the Supreme Wasteland for nearly 10,000 years was purified. They prepared to carry out an infinitely high magic ritual at the ruins of the library city of Philtamil-Maiyerita, preparing to restore the elves that had been transformed into the spirits of Salon in the past, to their former state, and to restore the glory of the elven empire of the past.

For this plan, they even teamed up with the Church of Magic, convincing several legendary mages to make great sacrifices just to complete this infinity magic ritual.

This time, however, their plans ran into unexpected obstacles before they could really get started. The miracle of nature triggered by His Excellency Saint Druid Solomon directly purified the magical storm in the Supreme Wasteland three years in advance, and planted the seed of a world tree large enough to support an Elven Empire here, which seems to be good news for the Saron spirits who are committed to reviving the Elven Empire.

But now the Supreme Wasteland has been assigned to the territory of the killing princess Aelita and is recognized by Baldur's Gate! The return of the Salon Spirit at this time will inevitably have a huge conflict with the killing princess Aelita! Originally, Kelburn's Black Rod and Lyra's Silver Hand were ready to slowly adjust this conflict in their cooperation with Baldur's Gate, but now such a sudden change has forced them to come to a showdown in advance.

Imbued with the power of St. Druid Solomon, the World Tree grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, spanning the lifetime of most trees in a short period of time, to heights that they could not reach in a lifetime.

The pillar of optimus is a forest of trees.

This is the best language to describe the World Tree. In fact, as long as anyone who came to this wilderness, no one could take their eyes off this growing giant tree, the World Tree blessed by the goddess of nature, had unconsciously expanded to a diameter of more than a thousand meters, and the canopy that reached into the sky had surpassed the highest mountain in the Supreme Wasteland, nearly two thousand meters high.

The coiled branches and roots of the World Tree are extremely thick and eye-catching, the thickest of which is more than 200 meters in diameter, and they are arbitrarily knotted at the base of the tree, making the already sturdy trunk even shorter and thicker like a super large stump. And the canopy that covers the sky and the sun is like a piece of mushroom umbrella, supporting independent but connected platforms.

The World Tree itself is a huge ecological cycle, and cheerful nature spirits surround the World Tree, busily moving in and out of it like bees that have found their nests. The majestic spiritual power and magic power continue to flow and surge along the branches and veins of the World Tree, just like the blood in the blood vessels of the human body, transporting sufficient nutrients to stimulate the growth of the World Tree.

The Tree of the World, the instinctive inspiration for the elves, made Miranor, who had always been a little nothing, couldn't help but show a look of admiration and joy, and those winged elf maids who followed Dugu Feng were even more excited and burst into tears.

The significance of the World Tree to the elves is simply incomprehensible to humans. At this moment, not only Milano and the Winged Elf, but even the Dark Elf, who had been separated from the surface elf for a long time, couldn't help but show a complicated look.

"This is the natural kingdom I promised you, do you like it?"

Touching Milano's soft hair, Dugu Feng smiled lightly and said to the elves under her command.

There is no shortage of elves under Dugufeng's command, these elves who have fallen into the human world for various reasons are wanderers in the elven world, not to mention the world tree, even the tribes and clans that belong to them do not exist anymore.

"It's a pity, I'm not an elf anymore!"

Lifar Silvermoon took off her cloak and looked at the growing World Tree with a complicated gaze, and finally sighed softly. Transformed by the Great Lich Lavoc, she is now a vampire, not the Moon Elves of yesteryear.

"Your transformation is not irreversible!"

Listening to Lifar Yinyue's sigh, Dugu Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "If you are willing, I will transform you back into an elf state again!" However, there is no advantage to a normal Moon Elf, maybe I can try to keep your vampire trait and add a little bit of a moonlight feature to make you a true Blood Moon Elf! ”

Lifar Silvermoon has an open-minded personality and doesn't mind much about being transformed into a vampire, but when she hears that she can be transformed back, she is quite happy to yearn for it.

"Aelita, your actions this time are really ...... What an unexpected! ”

During this period of cooperation, Lady Leila Silverhand and Dugu Feng are also very familiar with each other, so she quickly identified who was the leader of this incident, and took the initiative to say to Dugu Feng: "It is really ...... that you can invite His Excellency Saint Druid Solomon to completely purify the entire Supreme Wasteland."

"Hehe, the Supreme Wasteland is now my territory, so I naturally have to think about myself!"

Seeing the few Salon spirits following behind Lady Leila*Silverhand, Dugu Feng naturally guessed the purpose of the other party's coming here, so he deliberately brought up the question of the current ownership of the Supreme Wasteland.

"Huh!"

Lady Leila* Silverhand couldn't help but have a slight headache, although theoretically speaking, the Supreme Wasteland is a relic of the former elven empire of Mayerita, and the Sauron Spirit, as a descendant of the Elves of Mayerita, is the rightful owner of the inheritance. However, in the past 10,000 years, there have been countless alternations of political power and civilization between the western and northern regions, so that the masters of this land have already changed countless times. With Baldur's Gate now claiming sovereignty over it and giving it to a human nobleman, it's hard for the Saron Spirit to stand on its laurels!

"Aelita, let me introduce you to some friends!"

After thinking about it for a while, Ms. Leila * Silverhand put aside some headaches for the time being, and first introduced a few Salen spirits who came with her for Dugu Feng!

"This is Elder Wattlaren, as you can see, he is a Elder of the Spirits of Saron from the city of Saron in the Dark Lands beneath our feet!"

It was a tall, strong Saron spirit, with a body nearly six meters long, and its dark, smooth skin glowed with silver. There is no doubt that this is a very powerful Saren spirit, he is surrounded by purple magical aura, three triparted arms with nine eyes, and the dark pupils are shining with an inexplicable light, and almost everyone who is swept by his eyes has a feeling that they are being seen through.

"Oh, young human powerhouse, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Huge Saron spirits are suspended in mid-air, and they have the same instinctive ability to fly as Ferin Demon Sunflower. Moreover, they do not rely on their mouths to speak, but speak directly through the exchange of hearts.