"Newcomers, remember that you must put away your round badge, or you will die in the botanical garden and no one will clean it up for you."

With a faint warning from the Botanical Garden's steward, Taylor looked back at the smaller and smaller entrance to the Botanical Garden, turned his head and continued down a path to where the poison ivy tree was.

On both sides of the path, already shrouded in thick white smoke, Taylor could only faintly see some motionless tentacles flying in the sky, like mysterious creatures the size of fists, and some roots and vines trying to spread into the path.

However, when the roots and vines were about to touch the cobblestone on the side of the path, they quickly retracted as if they were electrocuted, and there was a faint wail.

Taylor couldn't help but crouch down to study it carefully, and found that the two rows of cobblestones next to the path were engraved with subtle witchcraft runes, and the witchcraft runes inside, he could only faintly distinguish the meaning of burns.

Sure enough, in the wizarding world, there are traces of knowledge and witchcraft runes everywhere.

Sou............

While Taylor was squatting on the ground studying the countless runes carved in the stone, a large bird with a dog's head suddenly came from behind him and swooped towards Taylor, the big bird with a dog's head, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were red and full of desire for food.

Poof!

Just as the kobold bird was about to cross the long belt of stones made of witchcraft runes, his eyes trembled, and he fell to the ground as if he had lost the sense of control of his body, and his body kicked his legs weakly, and then lost his spirit.

Taylor, who had his back to the kobold, dispersed the fireball in his palm and turned his head to look at the strange creature that had suddenly died.

"Sure enough, as a passage to the botanical garden, how can these non-human monsters be allowed to set foot on it?"

Even though the kobold was only a few steps away from Taylor, Taylor had no intention of dragging the kobold's body back, who knew if the big bird was lying to him, or if there were other monsters secretly coveting it.

After two glances, Taylor turned to leave, and he continued his mission.

Shortly after Taylor left, a thick rhizome suddenly sprang out from beneath the ground and tied up the dog-headed bird's corpse, dragging it into the ground to turn it into nutrients.

If Taylor could see this scene now, I am afraid he could only sigh, even in the White Wizard's Botanical Garden, it was full of crises.

Following the instructions given by the Botanical Garden's steward, Taylor soon followed the path to a strange tree covered in spikes and dancing vines.

Looking at the clear liquid dripping from this thorn, Taylor inexplicably wanted to study these venoms to see how toxic these clear liquids were, how strong, how to reorganize, and how to maximize the toxicity of the venom.

But for now, it's better to extract the juice and submit the task.

Taylor took out two long-tube instruments from the bag on his waist, and under each of them was a bottle, and there were three scales on the bottles, and when one scale was reached, one was a serving of juice, and three scales could fill the whole bottle.

If this mission can be successfully completed, four juices can be collected with cooperation, which can be exchanged for 32 points.

However, depending on the situation, it is estimated that it will not be successfully completed.

When Taylor took out the two instruments, his front was full of stingers, and the strange tree wrapped around the vines seemed to come to life, constantly dancing its own vines, and constantly trying to attack Taylor.

But considering the path under Taylor's feet, the vines only continued to probe and even began to slowly retract, trying to show their honest posture to seduce.

Taylor watched as one of the vines struck at a seemingly ordinary tree next to him, leaving a deep whip mark on the tree, and he felt that if it hit him, he would probably be crippled if he didn't die.

Looking at the round stone with the witchcraft runes engraved at his feet, and then at the round badge he was holding in his hand, Taylor hesitated.

He had seen with his own eyes how powerful the round stone with countless runes engraved with it was, but Taylor didn't have much confidence in the badge he was holding in his hand now.

After all, the white wizard will not careless of human life, and deliberately send apprentices to death.

With this in mind, Taylor first held his round badge in one hand and slowly reached out of the sheltered area of the stone path.

As soon as Taylor's right hand left range, the vine immediately seemed to come to life, and sharp spikes suddenly grew from the vine and stabbed towards Taylor's right hand.

After Taylor flicked his wrist and showed his round badge, the vine covered with sharp spikes suddenly froze, as if in fear, trembling slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, the vine slowly retracted, but still hovering around Taylor's right hand.

"It worked."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Taylor's left hand condensed a fireball, although his current magic power could not last long for this fireball, it was still a deterrent to the poison ivy tree in front of him.

He took one step, holding the round badge in one hand and a small fireball in the other, and sure enough, after seeing the heat emitted by the round fireball, the vines were a little farther away from Taylor, but they were still tightly surrounding Taylor like a poisonous snake.

As soon as the round badge in his hand is released, even if he endures the burns of the fireball, the poison ivy tree will strangle Taylor, turning his blood and magic into its own rations.

A few steps further, Taylor noticed that there were several peculiar holes in the roots of the vine tree, which at first glance matched the long-barreled instrument he now hung on his waist.

Now that he had found the place where the juice was drawn, Taylor's left hand dispersed the fireball, and when the fireball dispersed, the surrounding vines were two points closer to him, and due to the deterrence of the round badge, the poison ivy tree still did not dare to directly attack Taylor who was holding the badge.

Taylor poured the round badge into his left hand, circled around himself, and after forcing the stinger-laden vines back some distance, his right hand immediately took out the long tube instrument hanging from his waist and inserted the tip of the long tube into the special hole.

The instrument immediately came into play, and drops of dark green liquid were channeled through the long tube into the container below.

The poison ivy tree was in extreme pain at this time, a pain that was visible to the naked eye, and the whole tree began to tremble, and the vines continued to fly wildly, trying to kill Taylor again and again, but still could not get close to him.

Taylor's heart was in his throat, and he could only hold the round badge in his hand tightly, not daring to relax for a moment.

Drops of cold sweat condensed on his forehead, and less than 20 centimeters in front of him, the vines were like crazy, and the spikes attached to the vines slashed in front of his eyes again and again.

I don't know how long it has been, the tubes connected to the two instruments have stopped dripping, looking at the dark green liquid inside, Taylor estimated, there are at most two servings.

Reaching out to retract the instrument and holding it in his hand, Taylor held the round badge and slowly retreated step by step.

When his foot stepped on the path he had taken again, Taylor felt his legs go limp, and he almost didn't sit down.

It was the first time he had faced such a dangerous scene, and although he knew that the poison ivy tree would not do anything to him, he was indeed very nervous, especially when the stingers were floating in front of his face.