When the rest of Andrarui saw this crown of thorns, which was as red as blood, they felt as if they had suddenly discovered that the hot pot, which had recently become very popular in the camp, was actually made with toads, locusts, and grasshoppers.

At least Maserien had had a similarly complex and indescribable feeling when he mistook frogs, eels, and swamp krill for those things......

In the teachings of the druids, green represents the essence and foundation of the prosperity of the whole Garlandia. The plants at the bottom of the ecosystem are mostly green, and even if there are occasional plants with a similar color to the crown of blood thorns, at least only partially, or partially, they show this brilliant color.

Not to mention any plants that have no root system at all and can grow directly by soaking in water...... Although this is also the case with microscopic algae, it is indeed out of the basic common sense of elves for thousands of years.

As for the intertwined, end-to-end compatible and seamless growth posture, the Druid Elder initially thought that his good students had deliberately adjusted it through secret techniques for the sake of aesthetics and prepared it to be used as a craft.

Elven carpenters and druids do possess similar secret techniques, just as dwarves can easily fuse rubble into pieces, a skill that is unique to elves.

It's just that Elune didn't do anything to this strange plant in order to get first-hand information about the blood pool, and it was completely because of the blood pool.

Miss Druid had confirmed at the beginning that it was just an ordinary swamp thorn seed. For a prepared druid, finding a seed in a pool of water is as difficult as finding an exposed nugget in the clear water.

If it weren't for the fact that all four of them had decided that no one had done anything strange to this plant, most people would not want to believe that this crown of blood thorns really grew like this just under the influence of a pool of blood.

Andrei carefully took the strange ring of thorns from Livia's hand, gently touching the spikes on the thorns, feeling the strange texture of the plant...... It was much softer than he had imagined, almost as silky as an aquatic plant soaked in water.

"Your Highness, be careful! the thorns on it are very sharp!" the young succubus duly reminded the child of the abyss, whom she regarded as the lord of the clan.

"Is there a ......?" André applied a slight force to the thorn spike with his fingertips, the spikes on the blood-colored thorns bent and deformed under his fingers like a child's rubber toy.

"Your Highness, it will absorb the blood of the wounded!" Miss Druid said to the succubus.

Ten days is enough time for Elune and Livia to become friends who talk about everything.

There is such a beautiful and lovely little girl who cares about him, but Andre is still dumbfounded and does not say anything, sure enough, it is not for nothing that most of the children of the abyss are rumored to be cold-blooded and ruthless devils - isn't this guy in front of him emotionally dull!?

Elune, who was secretly anxious about her close friend in her heart, did not think about whether she was really qualified to guide others with her own emotional experience.

The zealous Miss Druid may have misunderstood Rivia's admiration for the Children of the Abyss, but she is very rigorous in the study of plants!

Seeing the druid's expression of interest, Andrew generously handed the blood-colored thorn in his hand to Marcellion.

"Ouch......" The completely unintended sting caused the Druid Master to let out a brief exclamation of surprise, which didn't hurt much, but he could clearly see that these spikes were very soft under the fingers of the Children of the Abyss!

When he tried to inspect the wound on his hand, he found that there were no visible tiny wounds in the original stinging area, but on the thorn spikes, he could see shrinking beads of blood that were clearly being absorbed.

"It also heals those tiny wounds in an instant, Sensei. ”

"How can this be ......?" the Druid Master looked at his disciple in amazement, he had seen some strange vampire plants and even carnivorous demonic plants, but he had never heard of any vampire plants that would stop their "prey" and even help them heal their wounds!

If the victim is unable to get rid of the entanglement of those terrible plants, there is usually only one result - in weakness and paralysis, he watches himself slowly devoured little by little, until he loses too much blood and finally dies.

Marserion handed the Blood Thorn in his hand to the other two Druid Elders beside him, the spikes also sucking up a few drops of their blood before there was no other reaction.

"This characteristic...... Unheard of indeed!" The two elders carefully played with the special thorns in their hands without a clue, and finally discussed with each other and came to an unconstructive conclusion.

......

This crown of thorns spread to almost everyone in the camp, and without exception, everyone was sucked a little bit of blood. Until it was handed to Andrey again, there was still no second person who was "immune" to this strange "damage".

"Your Highness Andrew, there is only a special secret hidden in this magical plant...... It's just that for now, that shouldn't be a bad thing. Maserien and his companions who had gone through the baptism of war with him agreed.

"Doesn't this thing recognize people?" The Children of the Abyss rubbed and stretched the blood-colored thorns with both hands, just like a bear child would do with their rubber toys, but he still didn't feel the sting he had expected.

The fact is that the others have long confirmed that it is not the thorns on the thorns that are soft and hard, but they are so sharp when they are in other people's hands, and they become less sharp after a little blood drop. This made the children of the abyss vaguely feel that there might be something strange about them.

"Your Highness, this must be the will that comes from the bottomless abyss! it is the exposition of your greatness and nobility like us mortals!"

Andrei feels that his group of tease subordinates have nothing to do, and likes to blame everything incomprehensible on the embodiment of the will of the abyss. This way of thinking may be a strange concept that is very dominant in the low-level demon race...... This allows them to waste a lot less brain, and then replenish all the nutrients they usually take in their muscles and physique!

"Who can tell the Great Abyss Will what to send me such a thing for!?

Most of Andrei's subordinates don't like to use their brains very much, not without brains, and they are all silent in the face of their highness's questioning. Venerable "The End of Despair" is very rare to be angry!

As a "cultural person" who has experienced various educations, Andre is most annoyed by these "fart people" who can often ignore logic and take all the habits and customs right or wrong for granted!!

If his subordinates are all such pit goods who are unwilling to use their brains, when will Lao Tzu be able to put down the burden of being respectful and sleep well until the third pole of the sun!?

The Children of the Abyss roared wildly inwardly.

"Your Highness Andrew, such an object that a spirit chooses its owner, and the most common thing people hear about are some legends about sacred relics and myths. If it were not for the manifestation of the will of the abyss, I am afraid that it would be difficult for our wisdom to say what is the special reason for this situation. Maserien felt that the atmosphere was a little too tense at this time, and had to defend these simple-minded demons.

"But what's the use of this thing?" Andre realized, too, with his prestige in the hearts of his subordinates. It's just a matter of being angry, and these people below seem to be about to face a cruel scene of millions of corpses and thousands of miles of bloodshed. Sure enough, it's hopeless!

Looking at the young succubus kneeling in front of him, bowing his head and not daring to act rashly, the Child of the Abyss also felt that it was indeed a little inappropriate for him to lose his temper in front of the dwarves and elves on such an occasion. Not only did it expose the face of these guys, but it also damaged the friendly image that he had built up in front of foreign races.

He bent down and was about to pull up Livia, who was kneeling on the ground, but inadvertently saw an inexplicable gully between the whiteness of the succubus girl's bandeau breast. Andrei, who was a little weak-hearted, had to forcibly turn his gaze and instead stared at the smooth white forehead of the girl in front of him......

Then the Son of the Abyss put the crown of thorns in his hand on the head of the succubus girl very easily.

In the astonishment of the crowd, as if they had seen a hundred thunder whales floating through the clouds, André suddenly realized that he might have done something inappropriate. The eager gaze of the crowd around him almost "peeled" him as if he had only panties left.

Anyway, a few months ago, when Lao Tzu wore a skirt and didn't even have underwear, he didn't feel so ashamed...... What are you guys doing here!?At the critical moment when you were attacked by the Decepticons, I saw Optimus Prime rushing to the rescue!?

Confused, Andre realized what he should do to resolve the inexplicable embarrassment in front of him, and he took Livia's arm to get her to her feet. Unexpectedly, the girl's lilac eyes were full of tears when she looked at her, and the rose-like red tide crawled all over the succubus's neck, face, and even slender pointed ears.

"Your Highness, the slave is terrified......"

Well!?Why did you suddenly change the style of painting?What is going on with this kind of court drama!?Girl, why do you have such an expression of great joy and sorrow as if you have read all your life?

The Children of the Abyss, who hadn't yet figured out what they had done, were already messy in the wind...... PS: There is only one day left in this week, and there is a light novel style of less than 100,000 words above my head, transformed into a daily literary ...... What the hell is the world swollen...... Well, that's probably why I'm not strong enough!--Bourkeso gave me divine powers!!