When the group of tree spirits returned, they were immediately in good spirits

I saw a tree spirit say a few words, and the earth automatically cracked a pit, and the tree floated up and planted it.

When the soil is buried, it takes people to sprinkle water. But there are tools, a bucket of water poured on it.

In two hours, more than 50 300-year-old trees had been planted.

"You rest here for a few days, and then we'll go looking for the big tree in a few days. Romon was very happy with that. The disappearance of large trees in the forest does not affect the ecology, because it frees up a lot of space. But in Shennongjiao, these fifty big trees, as long as they recover in a few days, can swallow spiritual energy.

One acre of land, if you plant a 300-year-old tree. Planting a field is almost the same, but the aura is worth thirty acres of small saplings.

Three newborn parasitic trees, however, were transplanted to the hills, which had become the home of the dryads

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Misty World, July, Butrai City

Inside the city, several puffs of smoke rose and flames rushed up. It's a final fight.

Kobbid is fighting his final battle.

After the catastrophe of the city of Butrai, the entire Earl's Palace was blown up, and his father and brother died, so he inherited the position of earl.

The loss of the Earl's Court was not on his heart, and what frightened him was that the priests in the city had lost all their strength.

This is equivalent to the loss of the guardian spirit in this area, and this situation, which cannot be concealed, will definitely be detected by the nearby area, the most terrifying thing is. The mage regiment that had been pinned on hope was completely wiped out overnight, and this was an almost desperate war.

The city of Butele maintained an army of a thousand, and to the end of the battle, only more than fifty men remained.

The doom of the annihilation of the whole army is imminent.

Kobbid's eyes were blood-red, a sign of the awakening of the mysterious bloodline, and he was desperately killing.

The fighting spirit is bloody, in the enemy army, the rate is back to kill, and wherever the long sword goes, the enemy has fallen down, and blood is splashed.

Dressed in knight's armor and carrying a sword at his waist, Count Hangel stood on a rampart. looked down with a solemn face, and behind him were dense warriors.

Around, there was also a line of priests, all wearing cloaks.

"The eighth-level knight is very powerful, I can't imagine that the Butley family has such a warrior. ”

Bishop Tekas listened, glanced at everyone, and said, "After all, he is a descendant of the evil god of Yeneca, but this is just a dying struggle!"

"Yes, but such a knight deserves respect. Count Hanger said. He drew his sword: "Everyone. Kill me with me, and the merit will be established today!"

"Yes!" the warrior snapped in response, and rushed after the Count.

When the warriors went down, only the priest's men remained. At this time, Bishop Tekas bowed respectfully to a man hidden in a cloak: "My lord. If you hadn't personally come down and killed many mages in the city, how could it be as easy as it is now, but now he has the exclusive merit."

Don't care, he can rule. It's just worldly, and what I really rely on is you. "The person in this cloak that is completely recommended has a female voice like a girl.

"This time, the evil god of Yenega has been completely eliminated, and the two territories have been merged into one, and the new nobles here are occupied by the people of your church!"

"Yes, it's all your grace!" Bishop Turkas led all the priests, all kneeling. He whispered, his tone full of respect: "Our great goddess. ”

The man in this cloak turned out to be the goddess Hephelan, who admired the city.

In its eyes, the original area was shrouded in a blood-colored sun, which was the symbol of the territory.

Three hundred years ago, although the Boutle family was born of civil war. Actually, that vampire, who is also a member of the Butley family, is also a descendant of Yeniga.

It can only be said that the descendants challenged the ancestors, and the overall rule was not affected.

But half a year ago, I felt the destruction of the bloody sun.

At first, the goddess Hephilan even had a hint of fear, thinking that this was a sign of Yeneca's promotion, but later, she learned that it was a sign of destruction.

In this world, in every territory, there will be an altar mysteriously appearing. I don't know where this altar came from, but whoever obtains it will gain strength and knowledge from it, and will lead to the path of the lord.

After becoming a lord, the family can continue to gain power, and in the end, there will always be outstanding people who will break through the legend and gain divinity. Once you have acquired divinity, you can use the power of the altar to bestow divine magic.

The goddess Hephilan, who is also a man of Hangel, and the current Count of Hangel, is her descendant.

However, when I have obtained the divinity and given the divine magic, the divinity exists, and I feel that I have been imprisoned.

This territory is the prison.

Mortals can travel freely between territories. But the presence of divinity does not!

If that's all there is to it, that's it. Because there is no comparison, they all think that this is normal.

Only, the exile appeared.

The exiles brought not only new knowledge, but also new shocks in the world of the exiles, the gods are so powerful, they are the stars in the sky and will not be bound to the earth

It is precisely because of this that the divine beings have noticed that the current situation is very abnormal.

A thick fog enveloped the world, the realms were isolated, every realm had altars, and the gods were confined to the land.

The Divine Beings have begun to feel an omnipresent force that controls the world.

The goddess Hephilan who has survived for hundreds of years. As his power grows, he can even feel his divine power, which is being secretly and persistently stolen. But there's no way to stop it, there's only way. It is to expand the territory. Conquer other provinces and merge the two regions. God will gain more power and freedom, condense more divinity, and one day, he will be able to break the bondage.

However, how difficult it is to conquer other territories, the gods cannot leave their own territories, and the mortal armies attack other territories that have the home of the gods, only to seek death.

This time, in the territory of Butrai, Yeniga and the altar were destroyed at the same time. This is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

She fought hard to lose her strength, and she also had to forcibly get rid of the control of the altar and came to this territory.

As long as she conquers it, three years later, this will be her new territory.

When the two realms merge, her strength will triple up!

Thinking of this, the goddess Hephilan looked down again.

At this time, Kobid finally fought to the end. He had more than a dozen wounds on his body and was scarred.

"Die!" several spears, with holy light, pierced his collective.

Kobe Bryant froze, let out a roar, and for a moment, he hung his head.

The last trace of power belonging to the Yeniga family collapsed, and the goddess Hephilan suddenly felt the forcible coming, and the powerful clamping force was rapidly weakening, and she couldn't help but smile.

It was not in vain that she consumed most of her strength to achieve her goal.

Then, however, her gaze was sharp. There, a new divine force is rising.

"My lord?" asked Bishop Tecas, respectfully.

"Hmph, the city of Butlay has been occupied, and the rest will be left to you, this direction. There is still some remnant of sin, and I will destroy it myself. Goddess Hephilan sneered.

A new divine being, a competitor, must be destroyed when it is weak.

In fact, Simontown was a pawn she planted when Yeniga was weak, and its destruction, Lixuan caught her attention, and at that time, she felt a new force rising.

It must not be allowed, it must be destroyed immediately!

Thinking so, the goddess Hephilan flashed light from her body and flew towards her goal.

Barony of Salante in the Misty World in July

When all the faithful gathered in the prayer hall, it was nearly dusk.

The sun shone down in the promenade and the main hall, and the altars and statues of the gods appeared with a faint golden light, and after three periods, as the faith was consolidated, the altars and statues of the gods were pale golden with a glow. There are more and more.

"Praise be to my lord!"

The sound of the prayer was over, and Bishop Kannompa closed his eyes in satisfaction, as a fifth-level priest who had just been promoted, he had already gathered the power of disharmony in the prayer that had disappeared.

Now, the prayers carry a strong force of faith. One ** was passed to the altar and the idol of the gods.

Sure enough, it was the right thing to do to give a few dissidents to the great dragon for food.

"Your Excellency, lately, our priest trainees have felt the power of the Holy Spirit. A pastor said.

"Oh, that's a good thing, once you feel the holy power, basically half a year sooner, a year later, you can become a first-class pastor, so our church has expanded again. ”

"Yes, Lord Bishop!"

When he became a first-class priest, he was qualified to shepherd sheep and build a new temple to accommodate new believers, which undoubtedly made the bishop very happy.

"By the way, Lord Bishop, I heard about Johnson-sama. Recently, I also broke through and finally became a knight. The priest said, "Such a thing." We're getting stronger and stronger. ”

"Also, this autumn harvest, a bumper harvest, led the hearts of the people, completely settled. ”

"It's all good news. This is the blessing of our Lord!" Bishop Jirongpa nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, his face changed suddenly.

In the heavens, powerful brilliance and divine might. It poured into the ground like water, and the weight of the pressure almost made everyone fall to their knees.

"What is this? No, it's the power of a different god!" As a fifth-level priest, Bishop Kannompa instantly recognized the nature: "What's the matter, why are there other gods coming?"

The great pressure, constantly mounting, Bishop Kannompa and a priest, gritting their teeth and struggling to support.

"No, no!" the priest on the other side screamed, finally unable to hold it anymore and knelt down.

Get down on your knees, this. The original brilliance of the Romon God on the priest's body was suddenly reduced by thirty percent, which was a demotion punishment.

Bishop Kannompa's sharp bite of the teeth, a mouthful of blood and severe pain, irritated him and made him persevere.

At this moment, an angry dragon roared. Soaring into the sky.

The pressure on everyone was suddenly gone.