Chapter 356: Spirit Tree Core

Passing through the center of the town and a long, dark tunnel, a huge underground cave appeared in front of Tural.

"You two, this is the core central area." Captain Felin introduced.

"Oh, that's not bad." The Lord smacked his lips.

Of course he was talking about the tree - in the center of the cave, a huge tree with a width of a hundred feet stood in sight. It only has trunks and branches, not a single leaf, and its growth posture is quite strange. There are many tumors growing on the lower roots, and they are densely stuck together and spread out in all directions, like evenly spread hair. Many branches branched out from its top, supporting the dome of the cave. This makes the spiritual tree look like a pillar standing in the cave. Whether it is above or below, it is part of the root veins, but the shape is different.

At the top of the cave, there is an equally open patio, and the light shines in from above, making the interior not look so dark.

"Do all spiritual trees look like this?" Tural asked curiously.

"I haven't been on many tree boats, but when I was on the World Island, I heard that someone had seen a crystal-like spiritual tree." The captain sighed, "It seemed to attract General Longe there at that time. "

"Such a big piece of crystal? Damn... that scene must be unforgettable."

"What you're talking about is just superficial." Songxing suddenly said, "The elves can change the appearance of the spiritual tree, making it bright or colorful. But doing so has no practical significance, and is similar to what a bird picks up. It’s like decorating your nest with colorful feathers.”

"You mean, when they were on the verge of life and death, they didn't forget to make their lair more beautiful?" Feilin curled his lips.

"No, let me correct you. It still has some practical significance." Songxing glanced at him, "At least it can attract a lot of fools to watch and rob, giving other tree boats time to escape. You see... even the fleet commander Officials are no exception."

The captain's expression became a little stiff for a moment.

"Hahaha," Tural laughed a few times, "Okay, mages are all freaks." Mr. Carter, don't you understand yet? "

"That's just the prejudice of ignorant people." Songxing said disapprovingly, "Everything has its simplest principles, but some people like to blindfold their eyes with intuition."

"Since you understand everything, can you bring the tree boat back to Silisti for me?"

"Of course not." The mage sighed. She didn't like to talk nonsense. "As you know, every tree boat has an elder. Only the elder can communicate with the spiritual tree. And I have nothing to do with the elves."

"It is indeed a freak." Tural shrugged, not bothering to joke anymore, "Mr. Captain, did the elder catch it?"

"My lord, there he is." Phil Carter pursed his lips toward a branch next to the tree.

I saw a dead elf hanging on it. Judging from his gorgeous robes, he was undoubtedly a high-ranking person among the islanders.

"He was like this when we got here."

Apparently the elder was unwilling to serve the empire and chose to commit suicide.

"Tsk." Tural spat, "Miss Mage, what should we do now?"

"Just re-elect an elder." Songxing pointed to the resisters on one side of the center who were being guarded by soldiers. "After the tree spirit is disconnected from the contact, it can be replaced by another spirit with talent. On the World Island , they call it promotion, and usually hold a celebration to witness the birth of a new elder, but according to our research, this has nothing to do with the connection itself, just the cooperation of the elves. "

"That's going to be troublesome." The captain said with a headache. "Dozens of my people died before we captured this place. I'm afraid it's impossible to get them to cooperate."

"Not necessarily, sometimes death is not the most terrifying thing." The mage said coldly, "They also have families and children. These are flaws that cannot be ignored. Let me remind you that not all islanders are slaves. The awakening rate of elves is indeed not low, but there are still quite a few people who only inherit the appearance but have no magic power themselves. I don’t need to say more about the rest, right?”

"I now understand why so many lords like to recruit a mage as an advisor." Tural clapped his hands, "Mr. Captain, did you hear what Miss Songxing said? Bring all the prisoners captured nearby. Bar."

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"Shh..." Zhuoflan covered her brother's mouth tightly, holding her breath and looking at the faint firelight projected above her head.

"I've looked here, but there's no one there. Where are you over there?"

"Nothing was found either!"

"Then let's close the team. It's already so late. If we don't go back, the meat porridge will probably be eaten up by others."

Among the criss-crossing roots, she could see enemies holding torches walking quickly across the dock.

It wasn't until the footsteps faded away that she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But what followed immediately was great sadness and despair.

Under the cover of her family, she and her brother escaped, but where could they escape to? There was a dark and cold sea beneath her feet. Without a boat, she could not survive the night.

Relying on the roots and vines of the tree boat as cover, hiding at the bottom near the water? Let’s not talk about how to solve the problem of food and clothing. A storm at sea can make this place barren.

She was undoubtedly in deep despair.

"Sister...I'm hungry..." her younger brother Zhuo Ka said while shaking her sleeves.

This time should have been dinner time.

"If you bear it any longer, my sister will be hungry too."

"Hmm..." Zhuo Ka was quiet for a moment, then asked, "How long can I endure it?"

Zhuoflan felt her eyes blurry for a moment.

She bit her lip as hard as she could to prevent herself from sobbing. Yes, you have to endure it...but this endurance has no end.

She couldn't help but cast her gaze to the sea below her.

If you jump down, you might not have to think about the answer anymore.

Even if it's painful, it's short-lived.

Zhuoflan took a deep breath and let go of her brother with her hands, "You...sit still."

"sister?"

She didn't answer, her eyes stared at the lightless sea, and the bottomless darkness seemed to swallow her up bit by bit——

Then something emerged from the abyss.

Emerge?

Just as this thought flashed across my mind, the sea surface suddenly swelled upwards, and a large number of water bubbles surged out!

Is this a sea monster or an evil spirit? Zhuoflan grabbed her brother and blocked him behind her. She was so frightened that she even forgot to scream.

The waves receded, and a shuttle made of a green skeleton emerged from the sea. Several tentacles stretched out and entangled with the roots of the tree boat.

Zhuoflan couldn't help but be stunned.

Isn't this a green shuttle——

Why is it here?

I saw the wave protection board lifted up, and two wet people climbed out of it.

"Ahem... we seem to be quite lucky," one of them said while coughing, "The enemy doesn't seem to... ahem... notice us."

"With the cover of darkness, it would be strange if they could find out. What I'm most worried about is that you will be choked to death in the sea halfway."

"It's just a matter of tens of breaths, don't be too young - look -" he suddenly froze mid-sentence, and his tone suddenly trembled, "back, back, back, back..."

The other man turned his head sharply and pulled out the dagger from his waist.

The four elves stared at each other for a moment, and the only sound left was the roar of the waves.

*Zhang: represents the translated ancient unit. In order to facilitate everyone's conversion and understanding, there will not be another set of units.