In the vast forest sea, the roar like thunder continues, from far to near. The star chrysalis swept through the air, and under it, rows of ancient trees fell with a roar, leaving a striking scar on Lin Hai.

Richard didn't move, not knowing what he was thinking. Nolan seemed a little bored, came to Richard's side, looked at the trail left behind, and said, "It's a little too flamboyant, isn't it?"

"I just want them to know I'm coming. ”

Nolan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Wouldn't it be nice if we passed by quietly and caught them off guard? ”

Richard snorted and said, "We're just a few of us, are they going to run away too?"

Nolan thought for a moment and said seriously: "If it were me, I would definitely run!"

The star chrysalis flew non-stop for more than a day, and finally flew to the Clover tribe. However, the Living Tree is gone, and the entire Clover tribe has migrated, except for the large meadow that shows that there was once a tribe of guardian elves. Richard's face suddenly turned very ugly, he jumped off the star chrysalis and searched around, but found nothing. Patrons are masters of tracking and anti-tracking.

A bad feeling welled up in Richard's heart, and he immediately got on the star chrysalis and flew straight towards the Twilight tribe.

After another day of flying, the star chrysalis hovered above the Twilight tribe. Nolan's hunch came true, there was no Twilight Tribe here, and only an empty meadow remained. In the next two days, Richard "visited" the three surrounding guardian elf tribes, and all of them were in vain, and their entire tribe moved away, along with the tree of life.

A few days later, Richard, who was standing on the star chrysalis and looking down at the vast forest, exhaled a heavy breath. It's 10,000 kilometers from the base city, and all the guardian elves in all known locations have moved to the depths of the forest. If Lin Hai is big, only using the current means to find out these elven tribes is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. The World Tree is still tens of thousands of kilometers away, and Richard is confident that he will destroy any of the guardian elf tribes, and he is also confident that the guardian elves sent by the World Tree will never return. But let him take the initiative to attack the World Tree, the time is not yet ripe.

But from another point of view, those migrated tribes were all badly damaged, and there was no difference between being beaten and disabled. Richard killed like a raging wind and fire, and immediately shocked the Guardian Elves to move, which also showed that they were really afraid. For decades to come, the tribes would pray incessantly that Richard would not find themselves. It can be said that the battle spirit of the guardian elves has been completely defeated by Richard.

The chrysalis had stopped, and Richard glanced deeply in the direction of the World Tree, and said in a deep voice, "The next time I come back, I would like to see if the World Tree will migrate." ”

"Let's go back!" Richard said, and the star chrysalis flew back in a graceful arc in the air.

After this battle, it can basically be confirmed that there are no guardian elf tribes within a radius of 10,000 kilometers from the base city, and there may be one or two small tribes hidden in the base, which does not hinder the overall situation.

Merlin is buried under the Golden World Tree, while the Eternal Night Tribe lives with the original Guardian Elves and lives together on the Tree of Life where they have completed their ranks. The Golden World Tree is wrestling with its third leaf, and the brood clone continues to build its worker bees. It has decided not to produce other combat units until it has created its 10,000th worker bee. A large number of warriors are still taking turns to cut wood, and the only plan to change is to change the location of several rock and wood fuel processing workshops in the base city next to the Black Rose Castle. The year-round absence of sunlight in the green forest has a considerable impact on humans, even with the presence of rock wood fuel to expel the cold. Those craftsmen won't be able to stay on this plane for long.

Seeing that the situation in the green forest had calmed down, Richard came to the Golden World Tree, first stood silently in front of Merlin's graveyard for a moment, then inserted the blue sky next to the Golden World Tree, which was already in the shape of a small sapling, set up a portable workbench, and began to control the magic armament. Everything needed was brought in by the star chrysalis, and Richard didn't have to worry about anything.

The control of the magic weapon was time-consuming, and when he arrived, Richard put almost all of his mind on it, and he never slept at all.

At some point, Crimson appeared, and she was boredom dangling around. It wasn't long before the splash appeared like a ghost under an ancient tree. Later, tiramisu got a huge forest elephant out of nowhere, lit a fire and started a barbecue. The aroma of barbecue attracts mountains and seas, and when there are enough people, the bored Nolan also comes. The other followers now have their own priorities and have returned to their respective planes. Nereus and Agamemnon also left as soon as possible, busy with the newly acquired plane.

Life seems to have become peaceful and tranquil all of a sudden.

The magic force was nearing completion, and the Golden World Tree was growing, and Richard could now be covered with shade. This Golden World Tree, which was activated by Richard's blood, has been closely linked to Richard's soul since the moment it sprouted. The surrounding forest was quiet, and nothing disturbed Richard's voice, as the slightly larger animals had already been roasted by tiramisu.

There are some small episodes these days, and the natural attraction of the Golden World Tree has actually attracted a lot of mutant elves. These creatures, infused with dark power and only instinctive, all lost control after the death of the black-robed man, wandering in the forest like wild beasts, and then many of them were attracted by the aura of the Golden World Tree. Before these mutant elves could get close to the Golden World Tree, they were stopped by the brood clone. When the number of worker bees reaches a certain level, it becomes extremely terrifying. With thousands of worker bees, the brood is almost ready to run amok. After the brood clone took on all the interception work, the resolution of the mutant elves skyrocketed, and there was a suspicion of fake public benefit.

Maybe he has been through too much in the green forest, and Richard is extra focused at the moment. Under the Golden World Tree, a magical weapon was completed in less than ten days. In the case of Richard, this is also a super level of performance. He continued to draw a picture of the realms and a second-order force for recreation.

Calculating the time, Norland was also about to arrive at the construction conference, so Richard packed up his mood and returned to Norland with a group of followers and construction knights.

At this moment, Faust has become very lively again, and people from all walks of life have gathered to witness the birth of a new great architect. Due to the large number of people gathered at the construction conference, the Holy Alliance royal family decided to hold an additional royal auction. The auction lot is not worried at all, the Heart of the Life Tree, the Life Fruit, the Natural Fruit, the War Tree Fortress, etc., which are enough to be the finale. Part of the reason why this auction came out of nowhere was that Nereus and Agamemnon wanted to take the opportunity to digest the harvest of the green forest.

The build-up press conference was grand, but not fanatical. The appearance of the Demonic Armament reminds people of the name of St. Lawrence, but the outfit was created by Richard. Even Lawrence himself can't make a fourth-order construct now. What surprised people was the grade of the magic weapon. In terms of design and manufacturing difficulty, the fourth-level magic weapon is already approaching the level of the fifth-level construction.

People looked at Richard, who calmly introduced the constructs on the stage, and couldn't help but be in a trance, could such a young mage become a saint constructor? A saint constructor less than thirty years old? It seems that in the history of Norland, there has never been such a record!

The magic weapon is indeed powerful, but it is also extremely expensive, so expensive that even legendary mages have to grit their teeth. The average archmage is about to go bankrupt. And in exchange for the bottle of fire potion, Richard owed a lot of promises to the demonic forces, and the legendary mages in the Holy Alliance were almost all in charge. At this press conference, naturally there will not be many people who want to buy. Even if someone wants to buy it, Richard doesn't necessarily have the time to do it.

In addition to the demonic armament, constructs such as the Lords of the Realms and Mana Penetration are very popular. The order to be placed on the spot was directly beyond Richard's ability. Inevitably, people began to raise prices, directly doubling the normal price. Although Richard had to complete the magic armament first, and he couldn't make a few other constructs, the enthusiasm of the people was still undiminished. In fact, quietly, Richard completed the pricing of himself. Any build-up from him, even if it's a standard build, will go up at least half of the price.

This is Norland, it's the world of constructs, and no matter how many constructs there are, they will never be enough.

The auction that followed was also very enjoyable. The large number of high-grade lots ignited people's enthusiasm, especially the battle between several big families around the Battle Tree Fortress was completely white-hot, and the final auction price actually reached two Beceras Spider Crystals! After the auction, Richard's debt problem was half resolved. He only needed to repay five more demonic forces now.

Then Richard returned to the Green Forest and continued to work under the Golden Tree.

Three months later, the Golden Tree had grown to a height of ten meters, and it was already a large tree, and Richard had completed five magic weapons. At the same time, he also became a nineteenth-level Grand Magister.

To Richard's relief, he finally stopped owing his debts.

Returning to Faust again, Richard received two notices from the Lords of the Holy League, one regarding the conferment of his knighthood and the other to participate in the final trial of Marshal Rundsteadt.

According to the unwritten rules of the Holy Alliance, the floating island magnate should at least be a marquis. And the wealthy families on the six-story floating island should all be dukes. The title here is not a noble title, but must have a matching territory and taxes. There was a motion by the nobles in the House of Lords to review Richard's qualifications as dukes. In fact, Richard didn't have too many ideas about whether he was a duke at all, and his personal plane, knighthood, and personal strength were the targets he cared about. However, the nobleman's suggestion was very insidious, ostensibly applying for the dukedom for Richard, but in reality he was accusing Richard of not being qualified to occupy the sixth-story floating island. After all, the location of the six-story floating island in Akmund was piled up by Richard on sacrifices, and it smelled of nouveau riche.