Reaching out and touching the big ice cube that was bubbling cold, Zhang Zhengfan didn't feel cold.

Look at the strange bird in the ice cube, is this the ninth-order peak blue-winged owl that seriously injured Vinid? It doesn't look very strong! It's not that I have made an ice sculpture by my master! Zhang Zhengfan secretly felt a little proud. (I don't bother to despise you, don't look at your skills.) Rub!)

"Uncle, this thing is so big, I can't bring it!" After concentrating, Zhang Zhengfan faintly felt that ten miles to the west, there was indeed an aura that made him extremely close, so he concentrated his consciousness and shouted over there.

Probably this uncle made the other party at a loss, and he didn't answer for a long time. Just when Zhang Zhengfan thought that his idea had failed, the old man's voice sounded again: "Child, I am not called uncle, I am the ancient tree of war." This piece of ice is condensed by your mana, and you can move it with a mana pull. ”

"War Ancient Tree?!Fungus?!" Zhang Zhengfan couldn't help but shake for the person who named the ancient war tree, this is also too talented.

The benefit of high intelligence is high comprehension. The High Elves themselves are the darlings of nature, and the talent for magical perception is just one word: cow! Not to mention that Zhang Zhengfan's intelligence has been so outrageously improved by him.

Therefore, under the mention of the ancient tree of war, Zhang Zhengfan understood what magic traction is. To put it simply, everyone's magic fluctuations are different, and you can easily control your own magic products by using your own magic fluctuations. For example, playing with telekinesis or something, using your own mind to control your own magic fluctuations, and using magic fluctuations to control objects, it's as simple as that.

Well, Zhang Zhengfan, who comprehended the traction of magic power, used his powerful consciousness to control his magic fluctuations, and slowly floated the big ice block that was freezing the winged owl out of the pit. During this time, the guy found that if he used the air buoyancy well, it seemed to be easier and less effortful to control. After doing several experiments with large ice cubes, Zhang Zhengfan's comprehension of magical traction has reached a higher level.

"The intelligence is high, and the learning effect is good!" Zhang Zhengfan was extremely coquettish and secretly proud.

Controlling the large ice to float in the air, Zhang Zhengfan soon came to a place ten miles to the west - the shore of a lake.

Under the sunshine, the clear lake water is sparkling, reflecting the surrounding green grass and green trees, and the beautiful scenery makes Zhang Zhengfan intoxicated.

"Child, you're coming!" said the old voice again.

Zhang Zhengfan raised his eyes and looked, I was obedient, what a big tree!

In an open grassland not far from the lake, a large tree as tall as a twenty-story building with a diameter of 100 meters stands there, and its huge canopy covers the sky and the sun, at least covering thousands of square meters of sky. If this is released in the original Celestial Empire, it will be a good material for the Forbidden City to be a beam!

"Are you Senior Moore?" Zhang Zhengfan asked as he approached the big tree with the big ice cube of the Winged Owl, looking up at the tree.

"Son, I'm Moore. "There is no human face on the tree, it is really a tree, and communication is all about consciousness. With the rustle of leaves gently blown by the wind, the voice of Moore's old plank was incomparably clear: "The last fruit left in the world by the World Tree, you have finally broken out of your shell. ”

Moore's words made Zhang Zhengfan depressed. Belch...... It turns out that the High Elf is a woody plant, and it grows from a tree!

"Senior Moore, isn't the World Tree gone......? Come out?" asked Zhang Zhengfan, looking at the ancient tree of war.

"Child, when you first became a fruit, the World Tree was gone, so you didn't receive the memory inheritance. Nothing is known. Moore's voice was always emotionless, planked: "Come, come closer, let go of your elven heart, and I will give you my memory." ”

Belch...... Zhang Zhengfan sweated at Lushan Waterfall.

Walking to the huge trunk of the ancient war tree Moore, Zhang Zhengfan lifted the ice shield, let go of all his body and mind, and then said, "I'm fine!"

I have to say here that it is not that Zhang Zhengfan is idiotic or simple, but that his instinct as an elf makes him not have any defense against the ancient tree of war at all. Elves, especially high elves, are the darlings of heaven and earth, and they are fundamentally one with the natural products of plants and elements. Just as a person is not wary of himself at all, they are not worried about the natural plants and elements of heaven and earth that will harm them. (Except, of course, what can be controlled by man!)

The ancient tree of war Moore hung down a thick branch, and a green light suddenly floated on a green leaf at the top of the branch, which was different from the small light that was absorbed by Zhang Zhengfan at the beginning, it was surrounded by a trace of golden-green magic rune-like things, these magic runes were incomparably mysterious, incomparably condensed, and the flow of light was completely in line with the laws of heaven and earth, which was really magical.

When this light lightly touched Zhang Zhengfan's forehead, it was immediately absorbed into Zhang Zhengfan's body like a silent rain.

The wind blows the rustling of leaves, the water reflects the sparkling light of the green mountains, in this quiet world, Zhang Zhengfan lit up with a layer of light blue magic runes, followed by another layer of flame-like runes, and finally a layer of white-gold runes, between the flow of the three layers of runes, he slowly floated, as if wandering in the ocean of elements, extremely comfortable, extremely comfortable.

Moore's memory is very simple (how complicated do you expect a big tree to remember?), in his memory, there is a white-gold tree that is a hundred times thicker and taller than him, with a white-gold trunk and white-gold leaves, and on the trunk and leaves of this tree there are green life rune veins, making the whole tree look solemn and full of life. Around this tree, there is a reckless and boundless sea of trees, and it is an endless green with infinite vitality. At that time, Moore was just a small sapling.

The World Tree has been standing in the heavens and the earth for an unknown number of years, and her children are the first elves who broke out of the shell of the World Tree's fruits. In Moore's memory, there were about 1,000 of the first elves, and they lived in the vast forest around the World Tree. Lin Hai provided them with an endless source of food and clothing, and they also used their magic power to protect Lin Hai, and the elves and the forest are fundamentally one.

Then, some other creatures appeared in my memory, including all kinds of monsters, muscular orcs, reproductive humans (why not intelligent humans? It's weird!), stout dwarves, tall and cruel witches, dirty and dwarf goblins, and in the interaction with various creatures, the first elves gradually changed, and the originally intimate relationship was also estranged, and even disputes arose. But their love for the World Tree is still so pure and thorough.

Later, some of the first elves (about 300 or so) left the World Tree and Lin Hai, saying that they were helping their friends to deal with the demons. As for what the demon clan looked like, Moore didn't have it in his memory.

After a long time, some of the departed elves returned, and these elves were infected with very strange diseases, their white skin continued to turn black, and their pure magic became dark and dark. The World Tree's love for her children is incomparable, she uses her body to absorb the strange magic of these children, and constantly uses her life magic to replenish the weak bodies of these children, but these children still die one after another.

The first elves were shaken, and their wrath was enough to destroy the world. This time they assembled a team of 500 people to find out who had killed their siblings.

But for a long time, they did not return. And the World Tree is sick, the World Tree that has absorbed strange magic is sick, the white-gold trunk and leaves are gradually turning silver-gray, and the life magic is constantly weakening. The remaining primordial elves were at a loss in the face of the changes in the World Tree, and they continued to use magic to purify, and constantly used all kinds of magic to help the World Tree, but with little success.

In order to help the World Tree regain its life magic, the first elves developed the Fountain of Life using the source of mana. And Zhang Zhengfan also knew that the so-called source of magic power was the purest magic energy crystallization between heaven and earth. And this crystallization can only occur in the so-called places where the elements coalesce.

The situation is even worse, for some reason, the human army began to attack the elven tree sea, although the combat power of the first generation of elves is extremely strong, but the human army is overwhelming, and it seems to be endless.

Elves continue to die in battle, the sea of trees continues to be lost, the situation of the World Tree is deteriorating, and the situation of the elves is becoming more and more difficult. (Zhang Zhengfan, who realized Moore's memory, wept.) ）

Worse things happened, as the filthy goblins and cruel witches also seemed to take an interest in the Elven Tree Sea, and they formed an alliance with the humans to start attacking the Elven Tree Sea together. Although the goblins are not very effective, they have developed all kinds of strange tools that continue to eat away at the sea of trees. And the curse of witches and voodoo also made the high elves who love life and nature suffer for a time.

At this time, Moore was already a giant tree of war in his prime, and in his memory, cruel battle scenes were constantly staged. The fighting spirit of a human warrior, the warring of a knight, the giant steel machinery and elemental bombs of goblins, the blood-colored curse of witches, and the yellow poison.

Compared with the army of invaders, the number of the first generation of elves with strong individual strength is too small, although with the help of the ancient trees of war and demonic beasts, the elves are still desperately resisting, but the form has been endangered to the extreme.

At this time, the original 500 elven legions returned, although there were less than 100 people who returned, but they brought back reinforcements from the orc and dwarf clans.

The final battle took place in the cold green grassland, and the invading army was outnumbered, but the magic of the elves was still powerful. Coupled with the bravery of the orcs and the sharp firearms of the dwarves, the great battle was in full swing. The flames of war and blood have almost dyed the entire cold green grassland red.

And at the moment when the battle between the two sides was at its most intense, the heavens and the earth changed dramatically, countless meteors bombarded the continent, and there were landslides and earth cracks everywhere, and the bursting magma almost burned the sky red.

The earth is trembling, the waves are roaring, the lava is rushing, the elements are roaring.

In the face of the changes in heaven and earth, the World Tree became powerful, and the seriously ill World Tree used all its life magic power to calm the drastic magical elements.

And all the living primordial elves also withdrew and returned to the World Tree, helping the World Tree with magic at all costs.

Originally, I thought that in the face of this crisis of annihilation, the invading army would retreat. But the graceful elves, the rugged orcs, and the stubborn dwarves all underestimated the madness of the invading army. An alliance of humans, witches, and goblins launched a dastardly sneak attack at such a moment.

The bloody war, the bloody battle under the cover of the catastrophe of the world, is full of tragic images of great destruction in Moore's memory.

Caught off guard, the dwarf and orc forces were scattered one after another, and the 30,000 reinforcements of the orc clan were all killed in battle, and no one survived.

The elves were completely crazy, and the original elves, who were less than a hundred people left, detonated the tide of magic between heaven and earth under the fury......

The World Tree was powerless to continue, so it could only disintegrate in exchange, leaving a piece of hope for the Elven Tree Sea. This is what the Forest of Mists is today. Moore was one of the few war trees left behind to guard the forest.

The world collapsed, and the tide of magic detonated by the first elves completely swept across the continent, and the magical elements between heaven and earth changed completely, and the magic has been ethereal ever since.

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