As the night passed, the forests of the South Ridge at dawn were quiet, and the orange-red sunlight shone through the trunks and swaying branches on the dewdrops.

The tall primitive ancient trees are covered with all kinds of fungus, mushrooms and vines, and the green, black and yellow moss covers every corner of the forest, and the white mist lingers among all the trees, gradually dyed with various colors as the bacteria and the forest breathe.

Miasma, or the language of the forest. They reverberate in the forest with the wind. The miasma is a multicolored mist that represents death and poison to humans, but in reality, it is full of life, but humans are too fragile to understand the power of this complex language.

Qunsen is alive.

It sounds like nonsense, after all, the trees just don't move, they are alive in the first place.

But Elder Manya Avod knew that this was not nonsense at all, but an emphasis.

It's just that the emphasis is not on the 'living', but on the 'Qunsen'.

In the beginning, it was just a sea of trees in the big redwoods.

This strange plant originally possessed a certain spirituality, which could connect the forces of heaven and earth, gather into its own soul, and then construct the original Shuhai consciousness......

And then, it's not just redwoods.

The inhabitants of the Redwood Forest live in it, and they live in symbiosis with the sea of trees, and even gradually become a part of each other. In order to get closer to the Qun Forest, they took the initiative to abandon the technology they had since ancient times, and the power that was enough to destroy nature and tame all kinds of other magical beasts and beasts was gradually disappearing, and the redwoods gradually became the 'self-defense force' of the sea of trees.

The Redwoods think that the sea of trees is one of the totems they worship, which is too presumptuous, the sea of trees has never become the totem of any group of people, it belongs to this land, and all the parts of life on the land are its people.

This was true even for the later Imperials.

Whether it is cultivated farmland or cultivated aquatic weeds; Whether it's a bumper harvest of wheat and rice, or potatoes and potatoes hidden deep in the ground...... All plants, all the creatures that depend on them, even the mycelium that spreads in the land, the spore mist that spreads, is a gift from the sea of trees, and they are all part of the sea of trees.

As long as Jukai is willing, from the very beginning, the people of the empire will not be able to grow half a grain of grain.

But Jukai tolerately, or rather, allowed it without discrimination.

Because they don't care.

They don't care if their subject is 'tamed' rice, they don't care if their power rests on ancient giant trees or green grass on the roadside, they don't care that they are carnivorous plants that prey on creatures, or that they are dry grass and dry food eaten by livestock.

They have sublimated – sublimated to a higher realm.

Two hundred years ago, decades ago, when the Redwoods didn't know it, when the Imperial people fought against the mountain people, against the Redwoods.

At a time when many lives, fighting and dying, hunting and killing, were 'sacrificed' to it.

The sea of trees has reached a state that could not be reached by the mountain people at their peak...... The so-called redwood forest is just the shell of its past, a bridge to communicate with it.

Therefore, it doesn't matter whether you are strong or weak.

It just needs to exist and continue.

The mountain elders watched in silence at the forests below, and even though most of the mountain people no longer followed the ancient teachings and lived in the mountains, the tribes of the mountain people were still reluctant to move their ancestral lands to the more gentle plains.

This is not because of simple customs, but simply because the mountain people know that they are not worshipping the 'gods of the forest', but another, more powerful being.

The god of mountains and steel.

"But it's going to be the limit...... If God doesn't return...... There will no longer be a reason for the mountain people to be mountain people......"

Thinking of this, the Cliff Elder standing on the mountainside sighed and paused with the bone staff in his hand.

The old man with silver hair and green eyes and dark skin turned around and prepared to return to his residence at the foot of the mountain.

However, before going down the mountain, he saw two quite familiar figures in the mountains and forests not far away, running towards his tribe with a somewhat familiar figure.

"New friends?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, the old man looked at it seriously, and then showed a look of fright: "Wait, that's not ...... Isn't that the little leader of the people of Harrison Harbor White? ”

"Why did they bring that knight here?"

Many thoughts flashed in his heart, and Elder Manya gradually showed a terrifying look in his eyes, and he thought of a very terrifying possibility: "Wait...... Don't...... Did they kidnap people?! ”

"Didn't I tell you many times ago, if you really meet the dragon blood holder, make a good friend first, and then guide you slowly?!"

The word kidnapping is obviously not correct enough, at least the subject is wrong.

In Ian's own opinion, it was actually he who kidnapped Anfa and Theo, forcing them to take him back to their lair.

In any case, the most dangerous time has passed.

In the woods, when Anfa applied medicine to himself, Ian was relieved - if these two people continued to make trouble, if he didn't give him medicine, the glowworm regeneration nucleus in his body would not be able to be suppressed, and he would start to regenerate.

At that time, how should he explain it? Say that he is not actually a delicate fairy alchemist with thin blood and brittle skin, but a silver fairy knight who can fight with dragons in the air?

The joke is also too big.

However, Ian also gathered a lot of information.

Theo is indeed a dragon.

Even in this prosthetic body, the dragon's blood he left was very pure, and his essentia gave Ian an aura similar to that of the ancient dragon's heart, showing a dual system of wind and fire.

The reason why his own essentia will be mistaken by Anfa and Xiou for the dragon genus of the water and soil system is probably the ancient dragon core of the earth system, and the illusion brought by the aether crystal's increase in the fairy essentia.

And......

"They're really in this group. More familiar than I thought. ”

Although he didn't open his eyes, the elf's perception made Ian keenly aware of the areas he had passed along the way, and he easily knew by comparing the map in the silver chip that he was getting closer and closer to the area around Indigo, near the mouth of the halfway mountain gorge where the mountain people lived in the Avod tribe.

And the Ministry of Avod ...... Isn't it the tribe of the elder who is likely to recognize the dragon-related aura on his body?

While Ian was thinking, Anfa and Theo had already carried his 'wounded' to the outskirts of the village of Avod as fast as they could.

Elder Manya, with several of his own guards, stood in front of Anfa and Theo with a heavy face.

"I told you to pick up Anfa, why did it take so long to come back? Go out and talk ahead of time, don't worry the King of the Mountain and me! ”

The old man glared at Xiou, obviously his strength was about the same as Xi'o's body, not to mention that the strength of the dragon body behind Xi'o had a third-level energy, but he still dared to scold the other party: "The King of the Mountain told me yesterday to report to him after you finish your errand...... Is He looking for you? He is afraid that something will happen to you. ”

"Don't worry your mother!"

"Yes, yes...... I was wrong...... I'll contact my mother right away......"

Theo nodded obediently, he obviously respected the old man quite a lot, and did not have the arrogance of the so-called 'dragon' in many biographies.

"Anfa, please forgive me for being direct, but what's going on?"

Turning his head, Elder Manya looked at the green-haired elf bachelor, his brows furrowed, and he looked at the white knight who was carried behind by the elf and 'unconscious': "This knight ...... It is indeed one of the goals that we intend to develop, but it is definitely not in such a crude way. ”

"He has awakened the dragon blood left by his ancestors, and he is naturally our companion, since this is the case, we only need to approach slowly, and there is no need to rush for a while."

"Although little Grant is not as heroic and charismatic as his father, he may be stronger, and Pudde, although he is not very creative, is one of the few craftsmen in Southridge who can toss alchemy artillery."

Speaking of this, he paused a little angrily and paused the bone staff in his hand: "I led the clan to join the Bailong Sect, but it was not for the sake of making enemies with the nobles of Nanling and the people of Bai. ”