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In the world of demons full of dangers, the preciousness of this map is self-evident. The fact that the Dark Elf tribe can show him is enough to show sincerity.

As for only keeping it for a month, it's just a fear that such a precious map will be leaked, but this time is enough time for Wren to memorize every point on the map.

Of course, he will not blindly trust the annotations of the map, and its authenticity needs to be further verified.

The experience of the Shenyao Continent made Wren realize that he could not trust others at will, not to mention that the map that the Dark Elves had spent countless years exploring could not be set in stone.

"Maybe we should go to other tribes and see if there are any other maps, and compare them to make a good judgment. Wren thought to himself.

When he looked up at Avena, he suddenly noticed that the other party was abnormal.

Avena's momentary loss of consciousness was very similar to Lilith's, which made Wren unconsciously think of the sudden change in the sea of consciousness when he came here from the crack in the center of the earth.

"The Dryad has a gift for you. Avena interrupted Wren's thoughts.

Wren looked slightly stunned.

He had thought of many possibilities, but he had never expected such an outcome.

"Doesn't the Dryad want to see me?" Wren asked.

An Weina's eyes became very strange, and she pointed to the Tree of Life and said, "Tree God, you are in front of you, why do you still want to see you?"

Wren choked and paused for half a second before saying, "I mean, doesn't it have anything to say to me?"

"You're not an elf," Avena said with a little pride as she saw Wren's expression as if she was facing a nervous disorder, "only an elven priest can communicate with the dryad." ”

"Is it my delusion?" Wren frowned in confusion.

Maybe it's really my mistake, how can such a mysterious tree of life be interested in me.

Wren shook his head and asked, "What gift?"

Avena glanced at Wren, with an unconcealable envy on her face, and said, "You close your eyes." ”

Wren closed his eyelids in disbelief, and suddenly felt a green light fly towards the center of his eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, the green light fell into his sea of consciousness and merged into the strange tree.

Under his gaze, the strange tree quickly metamorphosed, a green branch magically sprouted, and a beautiful light green flower bloomed with it.

At the same time as the flower bloomed, a bit of crystal clear green dot sank into the diamond-shaped crystal above the sea of Rayne's consciousness.

The colorless crystal suddenly had a little more green glow, and a strange feeling entered Wren's consciousness.

He subconsciously approached the flower, only to find that he was cut off from detection by a special force.

"It should be that the strength is not enough!" Wren had a strong intuition.

He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with disbelief.

Under Avenna's gaze, Wren raised his legs and walked into the jungle in front of him.

The flowers and trees gathered towards Wren as if they had been summoned.

Wren stopped, his body slowly lifted up by the grass and trees.

Bundles of faint thoughts entered his sea of consciousness, and he was able to understand the consciousness expressed by those thoughts.

Wren passed a thought, and a large tree more than ten meters tall swayed slightly, passing on the answer he wanted to get to him.

"Unexpectedly...... You can really communicate with these plants!" Wren looked ecstatic, and for a moment he even forgot his previous frustration.

Anvena looked at Wren enviously and said, "You are the first human race to receive the 'natural seed' from the tree god in thousands of years. ”

"Natural seeds?" Wren wondered.

Although he could feel that it was strong, Wren didn't understand it.

"The natural seed is one of the most precious products of the dryad, producing only one grain every thousand years, and it can make any living thing a darling of nature. Avena replied.

Under Wren's gaze, she said more about the Natural Seed.

The joy on Wren's face gradually replaced by a faint hint of suspicion.

He could tell that Avena wasn't lying, but according to his perception, the green dots absorbed by the strange tree didn't seem to be that simple.

"Thank you for me. Suspicious, Wren finally bowed respectfully to the Tree of Life.

In any case, this special ability allows him to better walk in this dangerous world.

The next day, Wren quietly left the vine house and headed off into the distance.

Anvena stood in the vine house at the top of the tree, looking at the back of Wren leaving, and said to Lilith, "Don't look at it, he's gone." ”

"Is this what he used to say goodbye?" said Lilith's pretty light blue face with resentment.

Anvena smiled bitterly, "He has already said goodbye to us, otherwise you think you can see him leave?"

Lilith pursed her lips and wanted to cry aggrievedly: "Is it that I always ask about other things and make him bored?"

"Silly daughter. Anvena took her daughter into her arms, "He's a human after all." ”

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In this rift connected to the demon world, in addition to the demon forces, there are a total of four major tribes.

One of them is the Dark Elf Tribe, and the remaining three are the Goblin Tribe, the Troll Tribe, and the Cyclops Tribe.

The strength of the four major tribes is equal, among which the goblin tribe is slightly inferior in individual strength, but they are the most cunning, good at forging various offensive and defensive tools, and living underground, the most difficult.

The Troll Tribe and the Cyclops Tribe are both a group of battle freaks with well-developed limbs and simple minds.

These simple-minded guys only think about eating, fighting, and sleeping every day, and don't bother building maps.

So Wren put his first stop in the Goblin Tribe.

According to the guidance of the dark elf map, after most of the day, Wren saw the dense small bunkers.

To be precise, those that resemble mounds.

They are scattered in the middle of the jungle, and there are thousands of them in total, each of which is made of black rocks and is the same size.

Even the bold and impulsive trolls did not dare to rush into it.

Because those things that look like mounds have great power. Going the wrong way can cause them to explode, and the power of the explosion can kill even a Blood Crystal Wizard.

With Wren's strength, he naturally wouldn't be afraid, but he wouldn't do this kind of wasting power.

A green glow flashed on the diamond-shaped crystal at the center of his eyebrows, and the quiet trees around him shook as if they had come to life.

A series of messages came into Wren's mind, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth after being silent for several seconds.

He walked into the bunker forest with a certain pace, and when he was about a third of the way there, he stomped the ground.

Rumble!

Several bright rays of light erupted from the stone piles around him, intersecting to form a rune portal that jerked under Wren's feet and led him into a dark underground passage.