Raymond, who had left the Gumed hut, was chased by a bear-like monster shortly after entering the forest, and finally met the old Moses the tree man.

After the dusty memories were opened, they gushed out like the floodgates, and the past that made him feel the most guilty back then turned out to be so true, and he was naturally very annoyed that he had been teased.

Raymond, whose breath was faintly wrong, made Mo Xi'er a little uneasy, and she thought about it for a while and smiled. "Ho ho ho ho ...... Young wizard, old Moses has no ill will...... Although he has been away from this place for many years, he only has a troublesome personality, and if you were teased back then, Mo Xi'er apologizes to you on behalf of the entire Whisperer race......"

Raymond, who was very depressed with a calm face and heart, did not say a word, but the fallen leaves that were still circling around the roots of the giant tree before came rushing over, and after piling up high at his feet, he either bent over, or stroked his chest, or knelt down on one knee, or shook his body as if he was dancing, one by one as if he was apologizing, which made the anger in Raymond's chest gradually fade, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a smile.

The innocent expression on the baby-like face, coupled with the immature and crisp voice, although it was just an incomprehensible chirping sound, but it contained such an innocent and sincere behavior, which still made Raymond's mood gradually regain its tranquility.

Raymond, who spread out his palms and made a few small leaves with thin hands and legs stand up, asked Mo Xi'er. "The fruit contained the faint sanity of your whisperers, so what is in these leaves?"

"It's all the same...... The Whisperer can make them look sane, but in reality it's just a way for us to get rid of boredom......"

The charming female face on the trunk turned to loneliness, and continued with a little gloom. "There are fewer and fewer people, the habitat is getting smaller, and the talent is being used to send loneliness. There's no way to do it......"

Mo Xi'er, who sighed in a deep voice, although there was no opposition between the words, but in fact, she witnessed the Golan Heights being occupied by ancient wizards, but she also saw the struggle of her own people under unbearable conditions, and the helpless departure after defeat.

"Young wizard, if you can see old Moses again, please tell him a word for me, this will always be his home......"

The slightly sad entrustment was solemnly promised by Raymond, and the leaves that were frolicking beside him before seemed to feel Mo Xi'er's sadness and converged towards the giant tree. These small leaves also collected the yellow leaves scattered around, and finally piled up at the base of the giant tree to restore calm.

It's just that I don't know why Mo Xi'er has such a good appetite for magic stones, but knowing that Mo Xi'er has witnessed the ancient wizards develop Raymond in the Golan Heights, he began to ask her for advice.

The long life span has not given Mo Xi'er omniscience, although she has been dormant most of the time. But I still have a very deep memory of ancient wizards.

The strength of the ancient wizards when they rose to prominence is not possessed by the wizard plane today. It's just that there is a special reason for the rise of ancient wizards.

More than 10,000 years ago, the concentration of free energy in the wizarding plane was 100 times higher than it is today. Whether it is the collection of resources or the cultivation of resources, it is not comparable to today, and the opportunities that ancient wizards had were not what they are now!

"At that time, the barriers between the planes were relatively fragile, and the ancient wizards could easily establish a stable passage to invade and occupy, but later under the invasion of the nightmare world and the breath of the chaotic plane. The sudden drop in the concentration of free energy led to the decline of the ancient wizards......"

Speaking of this, Mo Xi'er was very embarrassed, and her charming face seemed to have become much older. "In particular, the proximity of the Chaos Plane has caused the extremely rich energy aura of the entire plane to be extracted, and many powerful ancient wizards have been unable to adapt to this environment. The possibility of survival is lost...... They age rapidly until they die, and unless they are strong enough to break through the plane barrier and leave on their own, no one can resist the changes brought about by the changes in the environment at that time......"

Under Mo Xi'er's description, Raymond seemed to see a picture, the ancient wizards who had experienced the era of great expansion suffered the invasion of the middle and high planes such as the nightmare world, and after stubbornly resisting and then bearing the trauma of the wizarding world, they finally encountered the collapse of the chaotic plane, and after being unable to resist and losing confidence, the once powerful ancient wizards were afraid when the entire plane might collapse!

The former cohesion no longer exists, the former glory has become a burden, and the former courage has become fear!

Only a small number of ancient wizards who were able to break through the barriers of the plane chose to leave with deep regret and regret, and those who remained gradually died out with the passage of time.

Pessimistic feelings are contagious, and Raymond, who listened to Mo Xi'er's story, thought to himself, whether he chose to leave or stick to such a difficult situation when he appeared, it could not be defined by right or wrong.

He had entered the ruins of ancient wizards, and the accounts of ancient wizards collected over the years also proved from the side the changes that took place in that era.

Mo Xi'er, who had a sense of disgust for the ancient wizards' heyday, although she didn't deliberately substitute her love for her when she told it, she still had a lot of complaints about the ancient wizards' arrogance and domineering, but when she noticed it, she quickly ended the story, and sighed a little embarrassed. "Young wizard, I'm sorry that there is a painful part of my memory, because the people of that era lost too much...... Every memory makes me so sad......"

For Mo Xi'er's Whisperers, the era of ancient wizards was their tragic past, and Raymond, who was not able to comment, had to divert the topic and ask where the Mischel Wooden House was.

After Mo Xi'er, who was a little unstable, told Mishel where he was, the face on the trunk began to blur, and Raymond, who had received a lot of information from ancient wizards from her, took out a lot of magic stones as a reward.

Mo Xi'er, who was overjoyed, did not hesitate to hang down countless branches and sent hundreds of fruits to him as a thank you.

The baby-like fruits, which awakened, slumbered, or yawned, still made Raymond's heart palpitate, but after he severed the bond between the fruit and Mo Xi'er, the fruits that had hidden their faces were only red, extremely sweet and juicy.

However, the qiē that Raymond had seen in the Golan Heights before showed that the resources of the wizarding plane were quite abundant now, so he couldn't understand why Mo Xi'er was grateful for the small magic stone table for such a journey.

Therefore, Raymond, who was suspicious, directly asked the reason.

The face on the trunk of the tree, which had already become a little blurred, immediately became strange, and after thinking for a long time, he told him that although the resources of the wizard plane were extremely rich at present, it was only for the entire wizard class.

For the other races living in this plane, the wizarding caste that is expanding and collecting predators has overwhelmed many races and can hardly withstand the exploitation and oppression of the wizard caste!

"Fortunately, the wizarding class of the Golan Heights still recognized the validity of the peace agreement back then, so that many of the tree people living in the Lygo Forest were able to live in peace...... But as far as I know, many of the races that were originally close to the wizarding class have been overwhelmed, and have either migrated or quietly fled to escape the actions of the wizarding class......"

Mo Xi'er, who was in a hurry, did not finish his words and spoke thoroughly, but the regret and worry in his tone were not concealed, which made Raymond a little speechless.

Facing the giant tree Mo Xi'er, who was no longer willing to communicate, Raymond, who said goodbye after thanking him, also continued to march in the direction of Mischel with the iron-ridged bird...... (To be continued......)