The God of Life moves very fast in the forest. Although it twists and turns, its steps are not very big, but with every step, the plants under its feet seem to help it move forward, as if it is gliding. Just like that, he soon came to Ange.
The saplings waved their true leaves enthusiastically: Huh-chan-huh-long-
The God of Life smiled and blossomed, and a green leaf appeared on his head very cooperatively.
Nigris flew over excitedly and grabbed the green leaf.
It didn¡¯t know the goods before, but now it discovered that even if a leaf falls from the God of Life, it is a treasure.
The God of Life didn¡¯t really care. While teasing the sapling, he asked, ¡°Are you looking for me?¡±
Ange nodded and said: "Tree hole, move."
The God of Life was stunned, obviously not understanding what Ange said.
Nigris didn¡¯t understand either: ¡°What tree hole?¡±
Ange scratched his head, organized the vocabulary and said: "The body of God, tree hole, to the tree." When he said "to the tree", Ange pointed to the God of Life.
"Oh, you're talking about that thing. You still remember something so far away, right, the tree hole." Nigris immediately wanted to turn around, turned to the God of Life and said:
"A few years ago we were chasing the god's body. You grabbed the god's body and led us to you. We passed through a dark passage made of trees and transferred to you. Do you remember? ?¡±
The God of Life said slowly: "As you get older remember."
????????? Nigris was almost dragged into a ditch because of its loud panting. If you remember it, why do you need to emphasize "older"?
He said angrily: "Then can you open a tree hole and move our people over?"
"No, it's too far." The God of Life said.
Ange nodded, indicating that he understood, pushed the sapling on his head, and left.
"You're leaving now? Don't leave, don't leave, let's play a little longer." The God of Life looked so much like an old human whose grandson was about to be taken away, that Nigris almost shed tears of sympathy.
The God of Life used to be so calm. He spoke slowly and didn¡¯t ask questions. He didn¡¯t even bother to respond to the elven priests¡¯ prayers every day. But now he lets Ange play for a little longer
Ange nodded and started playing in the forest with a small sapling on his head. What's fun in the forest? Of course it's about collecting seeds.
The God of Life followed beside him, teasing the saplings from time to time, and the saplings responded enthusiastically, sending out messages like: Huh-oh-huh-oh-huh from time to time, seeming to be communicating in some way. .
This is the second individual that can communicate with the little sapling. Even though the little sapling is very enthusiastic about asking everyone to "strengthen it" every day, it cannot understand what others say. Only Ange can communicate with it. The God of Life is the second.
Negris asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"
The God of Life said: "I am teaching it the experience of life."
Nigris was surprised: "Experience of planting World Tree?"
How can this experience be taught? It can't even cause the World Tree to sprout. Of course Ange is more familiar with this experience.
The God of Life shook his head: "The experience of life, everything."
"Pfft - you're not afraid of killing it?" Nigris vomited blood.
The tree of life has a lifespan of one hundred thousand years and has witnessed the growth of many lives. The scale of these experiences is so huge that even a small sapling can burst to learn it, right?
The God of Life was stunned: "Explode? Knowledge will not explode anything, and it is stronger than me. It can accommodate all life."
"Is it stronger than you?" Nigris looked at the sapling-like sapling in the flowerpot, completely unable to associate it with strength.
Fortunately, Ange worked hard to collect the seeds. Seeing how troublesome he was in collecting them, the God of Life casually took out a handful, which was more complete than what Ange himself had collected.
Ange silently looked at what he had collected, then looked at what the God of Life had given him, and sat down on the ground to sort it.
The quiet time passed so quickly, suddenly there was a huge roar, and the giant tree on the mountain in the distance fell.
The God of Life tilted his head and listened for a while, then said: "Some strange things are cutting down trees."
"Strange thing? What strange thing?" Nigris asked.
The God of Life responded: "I don't know, the tree said, I don't know." After saying this, he continued to tease the saplings.
"Uh, don't you care about cutting down the tree?" Seeing it like this, Nigris couldn't help but ask.
The God of Life, doesn¡¯t he care when he sees someone destroying the forest?
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"The enemy should run away. I turn on the soul detection. No one can escape my soul detection."
As he spoke, the warlock suddenly looked at the corpse on the ground. Purple light immediately appeared on his hand, sucking up all the soul fragments on the corpse.
Nigris couldn't help but said in his soul: "No, Laoshu, did you erase the soul just now? He can capture souls and extract memories from the souls of corpses. Then you will know who killed them. "
But as soon as he finished speaking, Nigris heaved a sigh of relief: "I forgot. I don't even know how I died. They only saw a white mist."
After Negris finished speaking, the human warlock also looked through the memories of the soul fragments, and immediately shouted out loud: "No, the Mist of Silence is the God of Life, how could the Mist of Silence of the God of Life in the God Realm appear? it's here?"
Spirit world? God of life? Silent fog? Nigris' thoughts couldn't help but fall on the God of Life: Are you so famous? Do all the warlocks here know you?
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