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Elder Ai slowly squatted down, stroked the land in front of him, and couldn't help but be excited: "This, this is normal land. And it's fertile!"

Behind him, everyone also touched the ground under their feet, their faces full of excitement and excitement.

Someone even kissed the earth, and tears flowed straight out.

For the people of this world, a piece of land that has been intact and unpolluted is something that can be inherited from generation to generation, and it is the foundation of the real foothold.

On the side, Artis looked at these excited people and shook his head: "Elder Aida!"

When the other party turned around, he looked at the other party and ordered: "Send someone back immediately to bring the remaining clansmen in the tribe, as well as the grain we stored before." ”

In other words, this time I went out, naturally I didn't bring all the clansmen, so the target was too big, and second, it was difficult to settle in the night, so most of them stayed in place.

On the other side, Ai nodded in response, and then happily took some of his clansmen to return along a road.

After he left, Artis looked at the rest of the people and began to command.

First of all, we set up tents to live in as temporary shelters.

This task took several days, and when Etta and the others returned, Artis arranged for a group of people to cultivate the land.

After all, the consumption of a tribe, even if it is only a small tribe of less than a thousand people, is staggering. Even if it is because Artis is prepared, it is impossible to sit back and eat.

However, in this regard, Ai Tie and others were worried. Because now, the normal cultivation season in this world has passed, and if you follow the usual experience, even if you plant it, it will only be a waste of seeds in the end.

And even if it sprouts, it will take at least four months to harvest, which is far from enough for emergencies.

But for this, Artis just smiled.

For the gods of nature, even if they don't carry much power at this time, but with the presence of natural ancient trees, it is still not a problem to solve these problems.

At night, the sky gradually came to an end.

Artis came to the natural ancient tree, looked at a camp tent in the distance, and smiled slightly.

In his field of vision, a little bit of faith power in the distance gradually condensed, converging on the natural ancient tree and turning into pure divine power.

And as the divine power gradually condensed, around the natural tree, a pure natural divine domain also began to gradually spread, continuously transforming the surrounding barren land into normal land that could be cultivated.

"It's starting to grow. After a while, Artis sensed a little bit of vitality under the ancient tree, and couldn't help but sigh.

In his senses, the seeds that had been sown a few days ago had begun to fluctuate in their lives, and they were not unable to grow because of the wrong season.

This is the influence of natural ancient trees.

Around the ancient tree, there is a powerful life force, and these seeds are affected by this, and under the manipulation of Artis, they will not only sprout, but also grow better than other places.

"However, this can only be done under natural trees. He shook his head and thought.

With the mind, a little bit of divine power began to emerge, with colorful colors, like drops of crystal.

The next moment, a drop of divine power spread forward, and a colorful rain fell above, gradually pouring onto the earth.

Under this influence, the breath of life in the earth below began to grow stronger.

"Fortunately, during this period of time, the people of the entire tribe worshipped the natural ancient trees every day, and finally gathered some divine power, so that they would not be helpless. ”

"Although because of this, almost all the divine power condensed during this period of time will be taken out, but when this batch matures, there is no need to continue to do this. ”

This thought flashed through Artis's heart, and then the divine power in his body gently vibrated and gradually covered the earth.

In this way, after a month, everyone was amazed to see the crops thriving under the ancient trees.

"Well, it's growing too well. ”

"I'm afraid we will be able to harvest in a few days, and the yield should not be low. ”

Everyone looked in front of them and felt a little dizzy.

・・・

On the other side, in what had been an oasis, a great purge was taking place.

Because the sacrifices obtained after that massacre were taken by Artis, in order to make up for the loss this time, a large number of demons traveled south overnight. Slaughter one tribe after another before the many tribes can react.

However, as time passed, some of the surviving tribes gradually discovered that something was wrong.

But even so, these tribes still did not choose to migrate.

The difficulty of leaving the homeland is one of the reasons, but more importantly, it is because of confusion and fear.

After all, although this world is large, most of the area is filled with a large number of demonic beasts, and some are simply real deserts, and they don't know where to move at all.

Therefore, in this case, a large number of tribes were slaughtered by the demons, and the blood stained an oasis red.

And the fall of this oasis also symbolizes that the Macha Maharaja in the north has begun to shift his gaze to the south, eager to obtain the vast amount of untapped flesh here.

In this case, finally in the second month, the demons continued southward, a large number of tribes were slaughtered, and for a time I don't know how many people fled, hiding in the displaced.

On the Ardis side, there are not many people who care about it. After all, even a demon can understand that there can never be life in the dead desert, so no one will go deep to probe.

After three months.

On a spacious platform, sturdy clansmen waved sweat in front of them.

Behind them, Artis silently watched ahead.

There, a very small boy was running, and although he looked sweating profusely, he was always resolute and stubborn and refused to stop.

Behind him, his sister Cassie stood panting, also wet with sweat and messy.

Seeing this, Artis shook his head: "As a dragonborn who has awakened his bloodline, even his sister's body is much stronger, but his performance in training is far inferior to his younger brother. ”

"Sure enough, he is a child of destiny born in response to his fate, he has been strong since he was a child, and he is different. ”

He thought so in his heart, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Allen, who was still running in front of him.

At this time, Allen's speed was already very slow, even with the physical fitness of the dragonborn, it had reached its limit at this time.

But Artis knew that if he didn't stop shouting, he would probably keep running until he was dizzy.

"Alan, stop. He said lightly.

Ahead, hearing Artis's words, Alan slowly ran to Ardis and stopped, gasping for breath, as if he was overdrawn.