Rustle rustle......

Towering immortal trees, the moist breeze blows, with a little smell of the grass of the heavenly lake.

Life is a song.

Survival and continuation are the fundamental instincts of life.

The fear of death is engraved in the memory of almost every life, and it is the deepest sense of self that life has survived from the single-celled period, in the long and cruel competitive evolutionary environment.

Following the self-instinct of life, the Senate of the Wind Spirit Clan did its best to glorify this group of human saviors to the people, and to meet all their needs to prevent the possible destruction of the Wind Spirit Clan.

However!

Black Fantasy is an ordinary wizard stationed in the Holy City of the Immortal Tree, who hides from the Holy See like a sewer rat in the human world in the Land of Stars, and has not been able to enjoy the convenience of the power of witchcraft to the fullest like now, and is respected by the people, doing whatever he wants in the free sun.

Progressing in the realm of psychic sorcery, he is permanently branded with a corrosive scar on the right side of his face, and his skin resembles the bark of an old, decaying tree, which was eroded by the divine power of light summoned by prayer after a missionary accidentally discovered a secret laboratory in his youth.

For this, he paid the price of the right cheek.

In the Stardow, the so-called Dark World is nothing more than a group of human heretics who claim that this will never be their home, and attempt to destroy all the human heretics who make the Stardous their home.

His dispute with the Holy See was a difference of faith!

"Hmph, it's just a kilogram of water-dense element, you've been dragging on for a week, and that's your attitude towards the Savior?"

The wine glass in the black illusion's hand exploded with a "pop".

He squinted his eyes, and his voice was gloomy and threatening: "If this little thing is not done well, let the Shadow of Despair Great Witch King disappoint, and question the sincerity of your Wind Spirit Clan, the consequences are serious, you have to think clearly!"

The commander who is responsible for accompanying the Black Illusion, like the faction, is directly in charge of the Senate.

And like the vast majority of wizards stationed in Tianhu and Immortal Tree City, the endless demands of the black illusion are like a water pump, and thousands of young wizards keep making all kinds of demands, which has made this already barren race after the Hundred Years War even worse, its vitality is drying up day by day, and even the people's lives have fallen into difficulties.

Like a small hurricane, the commander was furious inside.

Every day seemed to be suffering greatly, but without the orders of the Senate, he did not dare to do anything, and could only keep trying to find a way to satisfy the endless demands of this follower of the wizard.

But there is no doubt that the wind spirits of the fantasy sect are gradually waking up.

Even the mildest wind spirits are recognizing the true face of these humans, who are becoming more and more naked + naked and unabashedly in their ugly faces!

"I'm really sorry, according to the Senate, there are too many of them during this time due to the need for water-dense saviors, and even the Immortal Tree Holy City can't provide more in a short period of time, and we are doing our best to find a way. ”

He explained almost pleadingly, "Just a month ago, the Shadow of Despair Great Witch King in your mouth asked us for 100 kilograms of water-mesin, which is almost equal to the three-year storage capacity of Immortal Tree City, and we really can't get any more water-mesis in our mouth. ”

Belch?

When the black illusion heard this, there was an instinctive look of surprise in the depths of his eyes.

100 kg!?

You must know that this kind of thing is like human tears and something like that for the Wind Spirit Clan, he has already opened his mouth for 1 kilogram, and as far as he knows, other wizards only ask for a few dozen grams, and the Shadow of Despair Great Witch King actually opened his mouth for 100 kilograms?

What a Shadow of Despair Great Witch King!

After the amazement, I couldn't help but feel a ray of reverence in my heart.

The black illusion said coldly: "This is your business, give you the last three days, if you can't meet my requirements...... Hum. ”

After the gloomy threat, regardless of the anger of this wind spirit, he looked at the group of wind spirits floating in front of him, and naturally continued: "Yesterday's opera performance was a bit interesting, and I will arrange it later." ”

In the sunlight, he took out a goblet again, held it elegantly, and replaced it with a new white tablecloth.

"Yes. ”

......

The atmosphere of the Immortal Tree Elders Conference became more and more depressed and solemn.

Intelligence from all over the world is constantly converging.

In addition to the growing desires of the wizards, it is the power information that these wizards possess, which is the most urgently needed thing in the Senate.

Every human wizard has extremely powerful terrifying powers!

Only the most elite Wind Spirit Warriors can barely match it, and those Witch Kings and Great Witch Kings have the power to 'destroy the world'!

The so-called god of decay has also fallen under the encirclement and suppression of these witch kings!

"There is no doubt that the leader of these human wizards is an existence named Grand Duke Capricorn, but from the intelligence information we have, although he has come to the Immortal Tree Realm, he has never officially appeared. ”

This is a senator who represents the function of search and interrogation, and his voice is calm and tough at the solemn meeting of the elders, and he is the backbone of the Wind Spirit Clan during the Hundred Years War.

"In addition, the three Great Witch Kings alongside him have already been given detailed information by us, according to the information from the Rotten Shata United Kingdom, which has been drowned in the storm...... Each of them possesses a power comparable to or even superior to that of the God of Decay!"

The Senate represents the wind spirit of the combat function, and the body of the wind is slightly stiff.

He was the most powerful warrior of the Wind Spirit Clan, but his last patriarch fell in the Battle of the Coming of the God of Decay, which led to his ascension.

He knew better than anyone the horror of the god of decay.

Because the power he holds is no longer an ordinary power, but a realm called the law.

It is like an invisible barrier that divides the creatures with its power into two different categories, the chasm between the ordinary and the divine.

The Great Wind Spirit Clan, even the most powerful of him, had only barely touched the threshold of the law.

Perhaps, in the eyes of those great beings who have mastered the power of the law, the difference between themselves and those demonic beasts is like a monkey with a wooden stick and a monkey with an axe, crushed by the power of the generational difference of the opposing air fleet, which gives birth to an illusion of facing an omnipotent god.

But unfortunately, even if the god who has mastered the law, there are gods who are more powerful than him.

Perhaps in the eyes of those who have mastered the more powerful laws, the so-called gods in their eyes are just a group of lucky people who have mastered the realm of the lower laws by crude means.

"The appetites of these wizards are getting harder and harder to satisfy. ”

The Wind Spirit Patriarch who was in charge of the resource dispatch function was originally the backbone member of the Fantasy Sect among the Wind Spirit Clan.

But now, he no longer addresses humans as saviors, but directly as wizards, and the disappointment revealed in it is self-evident.

These days, the General Assembly of the Elders is almost once every three days.

People are used to complaining about all kinds of bad news, but there is only one patriarch, but it is the opposite, and that is the patriarch who is responsible for guarding the function!

He said excitedly: "At least one thing, these wizards are not lying, those storm ghost crows are indeed sincere in helping us to eliminate the remnants of the invading mushrooms, it seems that it won't be long before our Immortal Tree Realm can be unified again!"

"If it weren't for that, even with us, it would be impossible for the people to trust these saviors anymore, hum......"

A rather sarcastic tone came from the mouth of the Immortal Patriarch who was in charge of communicating with the Immortal Tree.