The branches of the tree shook slightly, and they kept moving, as if it were just an ordinary big tree about to be planted.

But that's just a positive view.

Beneath the canopy, a gradual burst of brilliant light lingers near the branches, and then wraps back at a point in time, blending into it with lightning speed.

Mogan sensed the metal that had penetrated deep into the canopy's maw, waited for it to hide in a specific position, and then stood still.

On the other side, Melissa raised her hand and turned her wrist, the tip of the knife was raised, pointing high in the direction indicated, and looking up by the way.

"Can this thing hear us? There's no problem with the exchange, right, but do you understand the main thing? ”

Melissa also had a casual chat.

But before anyone could answer, the brown branches suddenly bent and rushed down, as if enraged!

At this moment, the emerald green leaves seemed to turn into sharp blades, falling like raindrops and being thrown out of the branches.

Unexpectedly, it was such an attack, Melissa looked abrupt, and with a few clicks of the horizontal knife, she bounced away all Ye Yu, flashed to the side, and turned her head to give Austin a look.

So, starting from the side, a menacing fireball technique smashed over in an instant, partially bounced into Ye Yu, and the rest was all attached to Captain Blue Eagle's long knife.

The green leaves turned to ashes, creating a void in a domino-like chain reaction.

"Thanks!"

Melissa Roger grinned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she flipped the blade in a slight amplitude, allowing the partially contaminated sparks to spread evenly across every corner of the blade's surface.

Before the next wave of leaf rain fell, Captain Blue Eagle, who was holding a flaming long knife, stood still, rounded the knife with his arm, and slashed straight into the green leaves in an unstoppable state.

The extremely fast speed of the knife left an afterimage in the air, and in a trance, it was like a crimson half moon, the flame shadow did not disappear, and the other half moon opened twice, just generated.

In the realm of the knife, almost all the green leaves were burned, and they did not leak behind him at all. And the two distinct knives, just one side does not fall, and a piece of the area is completely cleared.

The two successive swords almost covered all the falling leaf rain, but there were still remnants in the canopy, but it seemed that it was useless to know, and it did not rush down like the "senior".

"Do you want to continue to solve it?"

Melissa put away the knife in her hand, and she didn't kill it all.

After all, what they wanted was a temptation, and if it was really just to solve the danger, as long as Austin used a little more advanced fire magic, the trees would have been turned to ashes.

The challenge is how to control the scope of the destruction, not how to combat it.

Mogan's fingers moved slightly, and he took control of the knife that remained in the trunk, allowing it to separate the epidermis, hook up part of the surface cortex, and fly back to his hand.

He obtained the material.

Austin frowned, "It's convenient, but if you touch something that happens like this, it's unbearable to consume like that—you can't burn the whole ship." ”

This is really the only problem.

Plants are flammable, and the cabin is more susceptible to damage in battle - although Austin opens with a protective cover, it always has to be spread, and the real effect is certainly not to isolate himself from the outside world.

"The nature of this tree reminds me of another creature." Lucifer has been on the sidelines, but the brain has not been suspended," ...... However, they are slightly more intelligent and are better at hiding themselves. ”

Immediately after His Majesty's words, it was as if he realized that the enemy was not easy to deal with, his skills were completely ignored, and the trees actually stopped moving.

The wound on the trunk of the tree that was cut by the knife is also slowly healing, and it no longer pretends to be an ordinary plant-like fall, but gradually recovers to its original condition.

"Do you really hear me?"

Captain Blue Eagle was stunned and shocked.

"I think it should only be able to sense vibrations, not what it says."

Lucifer remained calm and professionally corrected.

Although this strange plant is aware of the outside world, its perception may be a "Schrödinger" perception.

- He only noticed the harm done to him by people who were closer, and he couldn't seem to determine the specific action, and he turned a blind eye to Mo Gan on the back.

Mogan behind the tree noticed the clue and reminded loudly: "The opening in the canopy is not closed, if you guess correctly, this is how the inspector on the ground was swallowed." ”

"Sneak attack?" Melissa had a strange expression, looking up at the top of the tree, which was already half bald, "Want to shave your head?" ”

However, the tree doesn't really understand human speech.

It bent suddenly—only this time, it wasn't the Blue Eagle Pirates, Mogan, or the King, but the mage inspector lying on the ground, unconscious and demented.

Melissa reacted swiftly, slashing off the top half of the tree with a single slash, and when she landed on the ground, she looked back and found the target of the trunk.

"Do you still know how to pinch soft persimmons?"

Attack with leaves and use tree trunks to capture incapacitated living creatures. This is the way the trees are attacked.

But Mogan still didn't feel right.

If such an attack force can hit, it will basically be crippled if it is not killed.

But there were no such ferocious external injuries on the mage just now, let alone traces of the fight.

The tree selected by the four of them was almost identical to the previous one, and even if it was to make weapons, there was no need to make the two completely different.

If you face ordinary people, or even weak mage warriors who don't react quickly enough, this kind of continuous and unusually changeable offensive is already amazing enough.

It's just that they have too many hole cards.

Mogan told all of these conjectures, and the others agreed.

"Mr. Inspector may have been knocked unconscious and cast a spell before being put into a tree." Lucifer thought back, "No matter how strong my healing magic is, it's my business to lift the coma—it's not the norm. ”

Cast psychic magic, activate trees to feed the human body, and seal them for a long time until the arrival of private people.

It's hard to find a justifiable reason for such a long time - unless it's a living person with dementia who can do magic, and it's itself a humanoid mechanism that feeds to latecomers and activates the entire bilge green.

Picking himself up and scraping it down, deliberately using magic to maintain the cortex of the trunk that was still alive, Mogan stepped forward and directly contrasted it with the trees that were gradually losing their vitality.

See eye to eye. This proves that the appearance of the previous tree is not a fake, but a complete ontological form.

He'd already seen it before. According to the knowledge stored in his brain, he came to a simple conclusion.

While lacking the iconic fruits and flowers, judging by the thickness of the original leaves and cortex, the tree itself should be the source of a special magical fruit.

"Fruit of Dreams".

It is said that this fruit not only helps people to enter into beautiful dreams, but also allows all the work related to epiphany to be carried out in an excellent state.

But there are only leaves on the tree, and there is no fruit – which is a relatively normal situation, because ten fruit trees may not be able to grow a single "dream fruit".

The growth of magical materials requires either luck or extreme care.

The fact that it can be concluded from the exact appearance of the trees is that Mogan has been in the business before, and for this reason he has visited the farms of the Kingdom of Cole and seen a large orchard.

Mogan, who saw that scene for the first time, was quite surprised, because he knew that this kind of fruit was expensive, so he naturally judged it according to the conventional framework of business theory.

- He thinks that with so many trees surviving, the profits must be very high, but if they are left unprotected on the edge of the farm, they are prone to thieves.

This kind of contradiction makes it impossible to figure it out at all.

But the farmer told him that the tree grows very easily, almost the same as a normal tree, except that the bark is more flexible – and it can even be planted by someone in a way that resembles cuttings.

But for them to blossom and bear fruit, there is no complete logic, the probability of effectiveness is extremely low, and it is quite rare.

The fruit of sweet dreams is not only the name of the fruit, but also a kind of meaning - it grows a sweet fruit that can bring people beautiful dreams, but it is also a distant dream.

In addition to flowering and fruiting, the tree that grows the "fruit of dreams" is nothing more than a green tree.

Because of this, it is not difficult to understand that this kind of tree with a probable result and a flexible shell is transformed into a living weapon.

But what is difficult for Mogan to understand is why he would choose such a type that requires a lot of land for production if he wants to choose a magical plant that can be disguised as a commodity.

Is it really just because it's easy to raise?

Under this base concentration of magic, there are trees that produce higher yields and even have harder cases that can survive.

What's more, the psychic magic that has a high sense of existence is also related to the role of the "fruit of sweet dreams"?

Why is it the source of the "fruit of dreams"?

Once again, the subtle contradictions and connections made Mogan unable to let go. And it was hard for him not to realize one characteristic - mind magicians were an absolute minority among mages, because the road to learning was extremely bumpy.

After the bald "head" was cut off, the trees really withered, and the vitality and magical power could be felt to dissipate, and Austin took his attention away a little, but still did not withdraw his defenses, just in case.

After all, if there is some self-detonation mechanism that triggers the anomalous magic plants in the entire green space, although people may not have problems, the ship may not be saved.

But after some time, several people discovered an anomaly that could not be prevented.

The blades of grass that were enclosed in it due to environmental needs were affected by the magical power of the trees that died and escaped, and gradually became hard, like the steel needle grass seen before.

The ground gradually got their feet on the ground, and after a certain extent, the four of them could only withdraw separately.

Fortunately, the grass does not actively attack, but it grows slowly with the blessing of mana.

"If you continue to be implicated like this, wouldn't you have to cut a stubble and grow a stubble, and return it endlessly."

Seeing this, Melissa was a little speechless.

"There are still no people here, and I don't see the fuel bunker, so I guess it's hidden in some corner. Do you want to find a way to stop the ship, send it to the port first, and then make a decision? ”

It's a proposition that sounds quite reasonable.

Lucifer, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shook his head, glanced at the three men, and finally fixed his gaze on Mogan, or rather, the piece of bark that had been kept fresh.

"The ship could not return to port, there were other problems. Also, I have a little guess about what this thing is. ”