Chapter 1279 World Tree, Can Serila and I Go to the Top of the Tree to Have a Look?
Grete sank into meditation for the first hour.
Cerela clicked, clicked, and ate a smoked deer leg, a large handful of various fruits, and a handful of silver coins.
Grete sank into meditation for the second hour.
Cerela stopped eating, moved closer to Gretel, held her breath, and began to observe his eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and the outline of his face.
Grete sank into meditation for the third hour.
Cerira counted Grete's eyebrows twice and her eyelashes three times. Bored, she sat back and started eating. Click click click, click click click...
Oops, silver coins don’t taste good enough. How about gold coins?
But she doesn't have many gold coins anymore. If she continues to eat, her bed of gold coins will lose an edge... Or should she eat less? Or take a bite out of those gold plates, gold bowls, and cups that you got from the Sky Knight’s collection last time?
"Ah... so boring..."
The silver dragon girl leaned back, stretched her limbs, and rolled around on the ground. Roll from the left to the right at the entrance of the tree nest, and then roll from the right to the left:
"Gretel doesn't talk to me, the elder ran away, and there's no one else around... It's so boring, so boring, so boring, so boring..."
Although it is not that Grete has never meditated before, he would sink into meditation or talk to a big tree at a time, which would last for a few hours at least, or a day or two at most.
However, at that time, there was always someone else beside her!
There are Bernard, Appa, Ash Moonsong, Idian, Elder Fahim... there are all kinds of people... who can chat with her, tell jokes, and eat together, You can also get up and walk around instead...
Unlike this time, she was alone, guarding Grete alone. The tree nest is so narrow that if you want to sleep on your back with your original shape, there is no room...
"Hey, can you give me more room?"
Serila thought for a while, got up and walked out of the shack, patting the horizontal branch under her body:
"Give me a bigger place so I can lie down and sleep..."
Hengzhi trembled understandingly. Immediately, the horizontal branches extended and expanded, and several side branches were pulled out in a whoosh. The big branches branched into small branches, and the small branches divided into leaves. The vines climbed up from nowhere and entangled themselves around and around...
Within a few minutes, a platform fifty or sixty meters long and twenty or thirty meters wide was built around the entrance of the tree nest, which was enough for Cerela to transform into her original form.
"Hey! Thank you! Thank you so much!"
Cerela was happy. She jumped out lightly, moved laterally for about ten meters, and then jumped again. Then, a cloud of silver mist rose, expanding, expanding...
When the silver mist dissipated, what appeared on the spot was an adult silver dragon thirty or forty meters long with a brilliant body. She slowly lay down, placed the huge dragon head at the door of the tree nest, and closed her eyes comfortably.
"Hehe...Celera protects Gretel! No one can cross Cerera and disturb Gretel la la la la la la~~~"
All around, the branches and leaves were shaking gently, as if they were laughing.
This smile spread from the World Tree to the bottom of Gretel's heart. Gretel needs to enter a meditative state to communicate with World Tree in order to fully convey and receive messages, but World Tree does not need to do this.
In other words, for a tree, it doesn't matter whether it meditates or not. Standing there every day, you don’t speak, and you don’t need to open a mouth to speak. When it comes to perception, bark, roots, branches and leaves can provide perception everywhere...
Grete leaned against the bark of the World Tree, or I don't know which layer of inner bark, and quietly sank into meditation.
After greeting World Tree and saying hello, he only asked, "How are you doing lately?" and a lot of messages were sent frantically from the other side:
pain!
It hurts, hurts, hurts!
The roots are burned, it hurts; the power that has been absorbed suddenly disappears, it feels so uncomfortable, and suddenly the roots are burned again, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts...
Not only does it convey consciousness, it also conveys perception. The pain of the roots being burned by the fire, the pain that came from the roots and spread throughout the body, was overwhelming and rolled towards Gretel...
The suffering endured by the World Tree far exceeds that of any ancient tree. If Gretel hadn't retreated quickly, the pain would have almost destroyed his spirit and consciousness.
"Uh... maybe I can help you?" Gretel took a long time to calm down. He calmed down his consciousness and tried to pass on his thoughts:
"My mother...Eluni Emmagil...she was responsible for comforting the ancient tree. I had a chat with him before...provided him with some knowledge, which seemed to ease his pain...do you want to try it? ?”
With permission, he struggled to pass on knowledge about nerves, anesthesia, and local and spinal anesthesia. After the transmission, Yin Yin warned:
"This can only be used for temporary relief, and cannot be used all the time... If you leave it on for a long time, you will lose your sense of crisis and cause even greater trouble..."
In the sea of consciousness, World Tree fell silent for a long, long time. Just when Grete thought it had fallen asleep or simply gone offline, a large wave of joy came overwhelmingly:
"This is very useful! This is very useful! Thank you very much, you are my friend, precious friend... What do you want? Except that I can't go with you, I can give you whatever you want! "
Just be useful. As long as the World Tree can take a breath and take a rest, and don't suddenly get angry and let the elders work so hard to comfort it, that's fine...
Gretel took a long breath and smiled:
"I'll be happy if I can help you. As for what you want, I can't think of it right now... Or can you tell me your story? Since you were born, since you can remember?"
Soon, a large torrent of memories surged forward, almost drowning Gretel.
He saw a seed falling from a giant tree and being held religiously in the hands of the elves;
He saw the elves carrying the seed away from the foot of the giant tree, finding a place with fertile land and abundant water, and carefully planting it. There were people watching over it day and night, adjusting the magic power around it, and offering sacrifices around it. praise the moonlight;
He saw that the seed sprouted, sprouted branches, grew leaves, and grew into a tall sapling, growing into a small tree that was one person tall, two people tall, or three people tall;
He saw a huge explosion destroying everything. Amidst the blazing shock wave that swept in all directions, the elves desperately resisted, building layers of barriers, digging out small trees and carrying them away.
In the last look before leaving the rooting ground, the two elves who stood side by side to resist the impact, the two elves who usually guarded it, watered it, and praised the moonlight beside it, turned into fly ash...
He saw the elves transforming ancient trees into huge ships, sailing across thousands of miles of sea waves to unknown distances;
He saw that the elves found a new island and built a new Well of Eternity on the top of the volcano on the highest peak of the island;
He saw that the elves surrounded the Well of Eternity and planted various trees...
As winter turns to spring, small trees grow vigorously, and big trees fall down and die. Some can become old trees, and some can become ancient trees. However, most, the vast majority, have not exceeded the limits of ancient trees...
"In the end, it's just me, only me standing here..."
A faint feeling of melancholy floated over, like the swirling and falling yellow leaves of autumn. Gretel also sighed and continued reading:
He saw this growing and outstanding tree being transplanted to the center of the top of the volcano, allowing it to take over the responsibilities of the world tree;
He saw that with the abundant supply of magic power, the perspective of the World Tree was getting higher and higher, passing through the clouds and overlooking the entire island;
He saw generations of queens receiving their crowns under the tree and accepting the cheers of the elves...
He saw generations of warriors obtaining bark, leaves and branches from the World Tree. The leaves were used to draw scrolls, the branches were woven into long bows, and the bark was processed into armor;
Then, wearing the armor given by the World Tree and carrying the long bow given by the World Tree, we embarked on a journey...
"Is there any place where we need to fight on Everlasting Island?"
Gretel asked in surprise. In an instant, an excited and angry consciousness came over, like a flame:
"Of course! Of course there are! Those despicable people who come from the ground, those despicable people who come from the cracks in the world! Those bed bugs! Those locusts!"
It frantically transmitted a large piece of video. From Gretel's perspective, as the World Tree rises and rises, rising to the top of the treetop, looking down in a circle, and then focusing on the westernmost tip of the island:
There, an island chain extends far away. Near the crater at the end of the island chain, a head pops up from time to time in the deep black fissures.
Soon, a long arrow was shot out from the bushes, and with a "pop" sound, it penetrated the intruder's eyes and penetrated deeply into his head.
"Good archery skills." Gretel admired silently. However, the image turned again, and a vast ocean of invaders poured out of the cracks. Short stature, gray-black skin, grinning, twisted and cruel face.
On the elves' side, dozens of spellcasters stood out, throwing fireballs, storms, and lightning at the cracks.
The invaders fell in large numbers, but many still rushed to the front. More elves, riding unicorns, black panthers, and wild boars, rushed forward waving moon blades...
"If we hadn't been here to hold them back, they would have spread to the whole world!" Yggdrasil said angrily. Gretel was silent for a long time and asked softly:
"Then, elves, why don't you move?"
Just like moving from the old continent to the new continent, just like moving from the new continent to Evermeet Island after the Well of Eternity exploded. It’s not impossible to find another place and move again, right?
The World Tree was silent. After a long time, he finally received an answer:
"We can't move anymore..."
It didn't say why it didn't move, it just conveyed to Gretel the firm will of generations of elven warriors to move forward one after another. Gretel sighed softly and patted him:
"If it's convenient, can you let me, Serira and I, go to the top of you and take a look?"
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