Elven Spring.

The water is so clear that Allegri even believes that even at a depth of more than ten meters, he should be able to see the bottom of the spring.

But when he stood on the shore and looked down, he found that the spring water was as green as jasper, and there was no end in sight. It's tens or hundreds of meters deep, right? In this way, it's better to call it a well than a spring.

"I'm going to start, Gu. Suppressing the flying thoughts, he muttered in a low voice and slowly crouched down.

"Good ......" Lao Gu replied simply, as if he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly.

Allegri took a deep breath and reached out to the spring, where behind him, an endless mist was gathering towards the spring, as if the spring was gathering all its strength.

At the moment when he was about to touch it, Allegri even felt a hint of moist water, and he subconsciously glanced back at it.

At this glance, I walked through the grass of hundreds of steps, saw the square, saw the elven archmage exerting his strength, saw the overwhelming magic and arrows, and even saw the elven queen's anxious face...... Under the light and shadow of brilliant magic and magic, in the battlefield, his eyes quickly locked on the elf girl he was familiar with, she seemed to be looking at him from afar, but her face was full of ...... Horror.

He squatted there with some hesitation, and turned his head to see that in the clear spring, the mirror-like spring reflected his figure. With pale green hair and the same complexion, as well as a pair of eyes that exude a faint purple color, they look quite hideous.

He sighed helplessly, and turned his face again, and Evelola had clearly recognized him, a pair of watery eyes still staring at him in a daze. It's actually a pleading.

Knowing nothing about the outside world, Allegri couldn't help but wonder in his heart, isn't the revival of the ancient tree a good thing for the elves?

"What's wrong, Allegri?" asked in a low voice, sensing Allegri's hesitation.

"It's all right......" Allegri shook her head, pushing aside the complicated thoughts in her mind, she was thinking about something later. The most important thing now is to resurrect the ancient. He calmed down, thinking about the method that Lao Gu had taught him, and the rich turquoise color gradually surged in his palms, and the hands that communicated with the Emerald Dream Realm pressed straight down towards the water.

But it seemed to Ephlora that he had ignored his own pleas and turned his head to continue his movements, but he seemed so determined. The elf girl looked at her mother's face with a helpless expression, or angry. Or angry, gritting their teeth and making a more decisive decision.

Beside the clear spring, Allegri heard a cold call in the distance, he turned his head, glanced at it, and couldn't help but get up, his face full of shock!

In the square, Evelora stood proudly. Holding a crescent-shaped short knife in his hand, he looked at this place with a pale but determined face. And not far under that sharp knife. It was the unconscious half-elven ranger, Illo.

Allegri turned around slowly, clapped his hands and dispersed the dream passage in his hand to communicate with the clear spring, and looked at Evelola with a solemn expression, his cheeks twitching slightly.

He didn't know why the elven girl of the Dao Dao would make such a decisive move, but he knew the Dao before. Now I finally realize that Evelola is fundamentally different from him, and when she is still indecisive because of her feelings, she is the one who can sacrifice everything for the ideas she believes in.

He waved his hand in a bit of a panic, signaling the other party not to act rashly. He ignored the old Gu's frequent inquiries and hurriedly walked back towards his own path.

Offkir in the square was stunned for a moment, but also found out what was happening here, and seeing that Allegri was about to give up the resurrected ancient tree and walk back, he was not only very anxious, but also had no reservations.

With a snort, countless fallen leaves fell on the shadow of the big tree transformed by the wooden staff, and as he pushed his palm, thousands of fallen leaves shot out in front of him like the sharpest flying knives. Blood splattered, and the elven guards who couldn't react suddenly let out a cry of pain from injury. Taking advantage of this chaotic situation, Ofakir waved his hand, and a thick vine rushed out, only to force Evorola away in an instant, and quickly pulled Illo back.

Gently lowering Illo on the grass behind him, Ofakir gave a quick shout to Allegri, then turned around again, continuing to meet the next wave of more powerful attacks.

Allegri breathed a sigh of relief, nodded gratefully at him, and resolutely turned away, never looking at Evelora again. He rushed to the shore of the clear spring in just a few steps, quickly squatted down, and plunged his hands into the spring water, splashing countless crystal water.

The Jade Dream and the Clear Spring, after so many years, are finally reconnected!

The elf queen glanced at her daughter worriedly, and finally sighed dejectedly, waving her hand to stop her subordinates.

The battle in the square slowly stopped, the power of the dream had been reconnected, and everything was irreversible. Overkill leaned against his staff, panting, but there was no end to the pleasure on his face.

"There's nothing you can stop anymore, Your Majesty," he whispered weakly, "Our reinforcements have also arrived on the outskirts of the Sprinkler Moon Spring Forest, and everything is already doomed. ”

"Yes," the Elven Queen snorted as she looked at her childhood playmate, "and do you want to depose me, Triumphant Speaker?"

"No, no," Overkill, after a moment's hesitation, shook his head slowly, "you know I wouldn't do that, my queen. ”

"Then I will always oppose you," the queen said coldly, "to thwart anything you do, to oppose any decision you make, to slow down your desire to move forward." ”

"Even so...... Even so...... I will not depose you," Offkill sighed, "my Queen, if you can use your influence to the fullest...... However, at that time, we had a demigod or even a dozen......"

The Elven Queen was silent.

There was no sound in the square, as if the battle had not taken place.

The bench next to him suddenly moved, and Fletcher poked his head out tentatively. "You ...... Finished fighting?"

He was greeted by dozens of cold eyes, and Fiya, who was following Evelola, glanced at him angrily.

"Don't look at me like that...... I didn't do anything," Fletcher said with a smile as he leaped up behind Overkill, thinking he had found a safe refuge. "My lord, my safety depends on you. ”

Overkill frowned, took a sideways step to keep him in the sight of the elves, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Allegri half-crouched on the ground and let out a low cry of pain.

Green crystals slowly poked out of his hands and melted into the spring, feeling like flesh had been torn apart. The feeling of his bones being pulled out, the indescribable pain almost made him faint.

In the process, his physical body became a dream channel, half of his body was in the emerald dream realm, and the other half was in the realm of reality. Stuck in dreams and reality, there is already a tearing pain, and the remnants of the old Gu body are used as a channel to return to the real world, which makes him also experience the pain and torture similar to childbirth.

In the square, everyone stared blankly at the center of the clear spring. Crystal-green veins slowly rose. A pattern of a giant tree is sketched in the air. The pattern of a giant tree tens of meters high appeared in front of everyone. It's like an abstract totem, and it's like a clumsy stick figure in a child's hand.

The leader of the rangers, armed with green arrows, finally arrived in the square, and a few of them rushed to Overkill's side, whispering happily, "The ancient tree is about to be reborn?"

Overkill's face was full of satisfaction and nodded, "yes." We finally got the results we wanted. ”

The elf queen not far away next to her snorted, glanced at the lost Evola beside her, sighed and shook her head.

Fletcher, who was deeply hit, hid in the distance, his eyes looking at the sky, in his opinion. In the entire elven clan, only that Anda master is quite enthusiastic, and the others are not good people.

As time passed, the pattern gradually became complete.

Until the beginning of tomorrow, on the shore of the clear spring, Allegri suddenly collapsed to the ground, like a tube of watercolor paint completely squeezed out. And the paint that came out of his body had already outlined the pattern of a giant tree tens of meters high above the spring, the roots were deeply rooted in the clear spring, and the branches stretched high into the sky.

"Finally got rid of ...... It's finally back......" The old voice rumbled through his head, and Allegri felt a gust of wind blow through his body, and something just left him and threw himself into the pattern.

The green light is blooming!

The spring ripples with majestic vitality, and it is absorbed by the old trees along these veins. Starting from the roots, the abstract pattern gradually transforms into a real body. Knotted roots, thick branches, and huge ancient trees are reborn here, and at the end of the year, the canopy begins to plump up, and the new tender green branches and leaves are vigorous and full of life.

From the bottom up, the power of the spring reshapes the body of the ancient tree!

In the square in the distance, except for Fletcher, who was a little bored, the elves around him were all nervous. The difference was that some of them were worried, while others were watching the events in the field with anticipation, waiting for the demigod to be truly reborn.

The green light slowly faded, and the tree twisted its waist comfortably, then shook the crown again, and took a deep breath. Getting rid of that thousands of years of shelter and cage and returning to reality obviously made it extremely comfortable. On the trunk branch near the canopy, a pair of deep eyes slowly opened, and these eyes formed a simple and simple face with the hole in the tree below and the protruding nodules.

Ignoring the elves who were waiting, the tree's sullen voice, familiar to Allegri, was speaking to him as it rumbled again,

"Thank you...... My dear friend...... Allegri, you are the one who gave me a new lease of life. (To be continued......)

PS: (Double Shift, Merry Christmas)