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Legend has it that the elves have the most intimate bloodline with nature, and plants and animals are their friend arms, so their gathering places are never built with any artificial materials, but are planted as these druids do, catalyzing trees, vines, and building living dwellings, towns and cities, and the elf ancient tree is a representative of this kind of building.

Legend has it that the Elven Tree is the center of the Elven Gathering Place, and these god-given plants can grow into giant structures that resemble castles, providing living rooms for people and producing living Treant soldiers to defend themselves. Even they themselves can be transformed into giant treants to fight, and they have no limit to their lifespan at all, and it is rumored that at the other end of the Big 6, there is still an ancient elven tree from the primeval era, which is the largest city of elves.

However, there are only legends about this precious plant, and even during the Elven Wars that ended decades ago, until the last Elven settlements fled their homes, there was no news that anyone had found the Elven Ancient Tree on the battlefield, so it was generally believed that it was just an illusory rumor, a story made up by the Elven Druids to deceive humans.

"Lord Lord, of course it's not an elven ancient tree, it's just an ancient tree, although it is indeed inherited from the seeds of the elven ancient tree, but it has lost the power of the elven era, and it can no longer be called an elven ancient tree. The words spoken by the Psychic Warlock startled all the druids, and they smiled at the same time as they looked at each other.

"In fact, even among the current elves, there are not necessarily many ancient trees with pure blood, real elven ancient trees. They are giants with divinity and wisdom, and this power that has been passed down to this day has been dissipated with the passage of time...... The number of ancient trees inherited by our sect is even inferior, they can only construct a dwelling under our guidance, but Lord Lord, the power of the ancient trees cannot make accurate use of space like human buildings, so the population that can live in this urban area may be much smaller than that of other urban areas. ”

Edward nodded. But I don't really care.

Anyway, Burgundy has close to fifty thousand inhabitants, and the city is much larger, accommodating seventy or eighty thousand people is not a problem, and the relationship between humans and nature in this plane is far less tense than the psychic mancer's memory. There is no need to consider what arable land red lines, the only hindrance to human expansion. There is only the basic problem of insufficient productivity.

Or. Something like urban planning is a huge project for other city lords, but for earth elemental creatures, it's just the action of turning over and rolling, and now with the imitation of the core of the floating city to provide energy, as long as Edward wants to, if he wants to increase the area of Burgundy dozens of times, it is just a matter of erecting a circle of walls. Even if it weren't for the fact that in order to maintain the appearance of the city, the residents would have pursued and worked, and he would have built a stone high-rise in the city long ago. Or the structure without reinforced concrete will be a little fragile and cannot be raised, but a small building of seven or eight floors will not be effortless at all.

Of course, there is another important reason. It's just that Edward is no longer in the mood to let the city expand for the rule of others, Edward may be a little interested, but it is only a little, and it makes no difference to rule 500 or 500,000 people in his opinion, anyway, they are all idle guys.

However, it is not the Elven Ancient Tree, but the Psychic Warlock is somewhat disappointed, after all, the legend of the Elven Ancient Tree can not only become a treeman, but also has more powerful and even magical powers, for example, some ancient records seem to say that the weapons of those elves are forged using the power of the ancient tree.

It is said that those weapons have incredible power, almost not inferior to the so-called artifacts that humans can imagine, although this power cannot be maintained for a long time, and will gradually dissipate if it leaves the ancient tree, but if it is used to defend a city, it seems to be the best choice.

"So, guys, how is your relocation going......? Elder Carlros, aren't they? When are they going to move here?"

I asked casually. Edward's gaze slowly swept over everyone, noticing that he didn't seem to recognize anyone sitting here except for Famini, who had followed him in...... Even the high-level druids who came here before were not present, but the strength of these people was not bad, and the tentacles of the mindset extended by the psychic warlock roamed around them, but it seemed to touch a thick shell, and no fragments of thought were revealed.

"Ahem, my lord, thank you for giving us shelter and for graciously allowing us to spread our teachings in your city. An older druid spoke, apparently not very communicative, so he simply repeated what he had said dryly: "...... Well, according to the orders of the elders, it may take another ten days before we can start the large-scale migration work, you know, now the teleportation system has been affected by unknown influences, and it is extremely difficult to use, if you rely solely on manpower to carry it, I am afraid it will lead to some ...... Well, unnecessary question. ”

Edward smiled slightly, noncommittal.

"It's clumsy. ”

The lich whispered suddenly.

From the very beginning, Katzeyek has been following behind Edward, and after Edward sat down, the lich didn't seem to have any intention of sitting down, just standing on one side, the lich's transfiguration body was ordinary himself, and even the fluctuations of the magic net around his body were converging to almost nothing, so it seemed that he was just an ordinary noble retinue of Edward, and there was nothing to attract attention to.

It's just that even so, he received the attention of a dozen druids, and almost all of them had their eyes on him for a long or short time. It's just that Edward didn't say anything about it, and all the druids could only choose to be silent.

But when he spoke, the druids could no longer suppress their emotional changes. They were a group of people who were not good at communicating with people, so immediately some people couldn't help but speak, and their words were almost unceremoniously.

"I beg your pardon. My lord, there are some things between us that are not suitable to share with anyone else, if it is Miss Anna Sui or ...... Anyway, this one, my lord, is this your new retinue?"

Edward only nodded.

In fact, he didn't pay attention to what the angry guy said, and at the moment most of the attention of the telemancer had been drawn to Katzeyek as a master of psychic power. Catzerjek's skill was by no means comparable to that of Edward, just now, with just one voice and his own peculiarity, the old lich had skillfully shaken the druids' psychic defenses, and that anger had created an undetectable crack in the psychic barrier of at least three people. Although the druids quickly calmed down and made up for the gap, it was short-lived. Apparently enough for a master of psychic power to steal some of the secrets in their hearts.

For a psychic mancer. The brain, which has been deprived of mental defense, is like a room with an open door that he can roam in and ask for.

Even if it's just a split second.

Edward's mental erosion was one step slower than Katzejek's, so he was only able to detect a limited amount of things. When he saw the upper echelons of these druids, he still had the idea of watching from both ends...... There was still a lot of internal strife, and for a while it was still undecided, whether to pursue Edward's team with all his heart...... He saw that those guys seemed to have some understanding of the power of the royal power, so he also knew that he might end up with a very strong opponent. But what special purpose do they need to accomplish?

The time when the mental barrier was opened was unusually short, and the souls connected by the tentacles of the mind could no longer escape the fate of being confused by their minds, but after that moment, the mental barrier of the druids suddenly recovered! In an instant, those slender tentacles were cut off, and the possibility of Edward continuing to peek into their thoughts was also cut off.

Edward's eyelids twitched slightly, and layers of light and shadow re-outlined all the surrounding qiē under his eyes.

He soon found what he wanted to see, a layer of turquoise brilliance, almost imperceptibly, wrapped around the mind of every human being, but even though the luster was so dim, Edward still seemed to feel great power from it.

A kind of magic...... No, this is beyond the realm of divine arts, and is closer to pure divine power.

Cunning guys.

"I ...... Giggle......"

After a moment of silence, the old druid, who was the leader, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to relieve the embarrassment, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a cold rush in! That extremely subtle cold climbed up all the druid's bodies in an instant, making their faces turn dead gray in an instant! I only felt that the cold pierced all the bone marrow along the spine, and the terrible pain even made them unable to breathe!

Edward stood up, ignoring the expressions of the druids, just turned to Famini on the side and nodded slightly, "Have you already joined them?"

"Yes, my lord," Famini was stunned for a moment, "Ah it should be"

"Alright. Edward patted him on the shoulder and interrupted him, "Good job, I'm optimistic about you." ”

The young druid smiled as well, looking at Edward with some apprehension in his eyes, but ultimately did not say anything.

It's just that in fact, there is no need for him to say it.

Unfortunately, just like those priests, there are many factions among the druids because of their different beliefs, and it is impossible for a newcomer like Famini to gain the trust of the top in a very short period of time, and the reason why he has a place here is only because his mastery of druid magic is almost no less than that of any ordinary druid elder, and his relationship with Edward is relatively close, but even if these druids are extremely respectful to Edward, they seem to have been strictly ordered not to let the core matters be passed on, so all Famini can know is these few words。

Do you want to force them to have a showdown?

"What do you want them for?"

"What?"

Exiting the treehouse, Edward continued his course, only to take a few breaths before Katzeyek, who was following him, suddenly spoke.

The sudden question stunned the hesitant Psychic Warlock, who didn't seem to want any reaction from him:

"These civilians may be used as a cornerstone for cultivating more powerful subordinates. But you haven't done a selection process, and in fact, not many of them can become qualified soldiers in a few years, and even their next generation may not have that kind of qualifications, unless it is a special training, but I don't see the possibility that you will start doing this. ”

Katzejek's gaze was fixed on the Psychic Warlock, and two red glints flickered in his pupils: "And these people, what can they do? Even if they have a different purpose than yours, and they are even hostile to you, do you take them in to try the occasional pleasure of intimidating them, or do you want to have an experiment? Just to observe the diversity of the human soul? And if they don't work, then why would you let them waste your resources?"

"They are allies. ”

Of course. Whether it's a druid. Half-elves, or drow, are just props, and what Edward really needs is not them, but the existence behind them.

But......

"Your mind has leaked out your true thoughts, and in fact you yourself don't believe your answers. Smile at your enemy and extend a hand of friendship to hug him. Isn't it one of the first rudiments of the so-called ruse to attack them with the dagger in your other hand when you hug each other?"

The chin of the Psicosucker Lich twitched habitually, though there were no tentacles climbing there at the moment:

"But in fact. I've noticed that whether it's the half-elves, the humans, or the drows you're hiding underneath, you don't try to control them, but you give them shelter, and let them undo it, what do you need them to offer you?wealth?power?or faith?, but I don't find any qualities in them other than the possibility of betrayal. ”

The undead lowered his gaze slightly, replacing the spiritual connection with words, and his voice did not have the hoarseness and indifference of the undead, but it was as sharp as a blade:

"Or are you just raising these people here as a game item? Or do you actually have some kind of primal urge for creature brains because you're one with the Psiclist?

"Humans are different from you monsters. We're not ......."

Edward tried to refute.

But the lich didn't give him a chance.

"And leaders and ordinary people are also different! no matter what race it is, unless it's those ancient monsters who only exist as individuals, and only they have some unique hobbies, such as gathering all kinds of pets like you?"

Katzerjek's voice sharpened, though the Spirit Sucker was not accustomed to sneering at such feelings: "Ally, it is my understanding that if someone declares friendship to you, then let them prove themselves, and words mean little compared to the actual actions that actually go to the fire for friendship." ”

"And you're wasting your ingenuity to make things that can only serve them, but it doesn't seem surprising that I've occasionally seen similar thoughts in the minds of creatures from the surface, and they seem to call it ' Devotion', but beware, this practice is only suitable for those who are weak, because they are weak they gather in groups, because they are weak they need every ounce of strength, because they are weak they look for any idea of crossing the opponent, and are you weak?

"Actually, yes, at least in front of the gods. ”

The Psychic Warlock's words made the Lich's voice pause.

After a brief silence, his feelings seemed to calm down again.

"Well, I'm not going to meddle in any of your plans, but I'm wondering what you think of your purpose, and if you're not going to carry it out at all, then I might choose to be free and enjoy the last precious time, or else...... Knowing what it means to be kind is to use it to your advantage, but never really practice it, or call it to control you. ”

Edward fell silent.

In fact, the Lich was quite accurate about him...... If you think about it carefully, the city is actually not a big thing for him, but he does unconsciously put a lot of energy, wisdom, and ...... into it Affection.

Yes, it's feelings.

Because what he runs is not a city, not a group of subordinates, but his own home...... Edward exhaled softly, a faint smile on his lips that was almost imperceptible.

The smile lasted only a moment, and then he looked up in the other direction.

In the middle of his stride, he had reached the walls of Burgundy.

The purple red in the sky has completely receded, and the darkness gradually envelops the field along the ultramarine canopy, and the surrounding qiē is silent because of this, and the hustle and bustle of the city has become empty on the high walls, however, on a level that ordinary people cannot understand, a kind of shock is constantly extending.

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