Game of the World Tree

A dazzling light bloomed from El's body, and the half-orc who was carrying him suddenly let out a scream.

At the same time, along with the ethereal chant, countless bright green photons flew from the ground.

They slowly rose, like dancing elemental elves, densely packed, countless, and endless...

For a time, the forest seemed to be immersed in a green ocean.

Green photons circled the players on the field, swirling and circling, and then scrambled to drill into their bodies.

Under the surprised eyes of the players, the injuries on their bodies began to recover rapidly, and even the broken limbs gradually grew back.

And the seriously injured oak guard Basaka, surrounded by photons, gradually came to life, the vigorous branches were re-branched, and soon the other half of the body was completely annihilated!

The plants on the ground began to grow rapidly with the appearance of photons, budding and spreading leaves, and then blooming flowers...

In a blink of an eye, an avenue paved with colorful flowers appeared on the ground, and all places were covered by greenery and a sea of ​​flowers...

And countless butterflies composed of photons began to revolve around Al, and in his somewhat confused eyes, they poured into his body.

The aura on El's body began to grow rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it crossed the level of black iron and broke through to silver...

Everything is like a miracle.

Demacia's eyes widened, she looked at the elf little Zhengta who was glowing in disbelief, and rubbed her eyes fiercely:

"Damn it! So Zhengtai is the NPC that triggered the plot?"

Then, he glanced at his character column, which had completely recovered to a healthy state, and subconsciously pinched his thigh.

no pain...

But he quickly reacted, and while increasing the pain and pinching again, he gasped in a breath of excitement and said:

"It's not a dream! It's a plot animation!"

Seeing this sudden change, the orcs were stunned.

An unprecedented sense of crisis hit Heishi's heart. He subconsciously wanted to shout and order everyone to escape, but then he was shocked to find that he had lost control of his body...

At this time, the orcs discovered that countless photons were attached to them and controlled their actions.

Immediately afterwards, a sacred and mighty aura suddenly descended on the scene. Under the shocking gaze of everyone, the swirling photons continued to rotate on the ground, and finally formed a human shape...

That was a being shrouded in holy light. She was dressed in a sacred and noble dress, wearing a supreme divine crown, long silver hair reaching her waist, and her magnificent and mysterious purple eyes shone with dazzling light.

An inviolable sense of majesty struck everyone's heart.

Players just glanced at them and lowered their heads involuntarily, and an urge to worship from the heart floated in their hearts...

Although it was only a glance, the incomparable figure seemed to be engraved in their minds, and it would never go away.

Basaka looked at the noble figure in the holy light, and his expression became extremely frenzied in an instant.

He stood up on the ground, and then bowed down respectfully, and the vicissitudes of life was low and solemn:

"Praise... my lord!"

Alice also fell into a frenzy, she also knelt down, and her clear voice was pious and solemn:

"Praise... my lord!"

And a dozen orcs looked terrified.

In their eyes, they only saw a dazzling holy light, and they could not see anything clearly.

In an instant, they felt a tingling in their eyes and soul at the same time.

With a scream of screams, their eyes actually shed blood and tears...

Don't look directly at God!

In other words, without the permission of the true God, no one can look directly at the true God!

For a while, everyone understood.

The mother of nature, the goddess of life, and the master of elves, Eve Uktrahir, has come to incarnate in person!

The goddess first glanced at her two favored ones, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then slowly walked towards El.

Every time she took a step, a bunch of flowers bloomed on the ground, as if praising the miracle of life.

And the madly growing plants bent slightly with her movements, as if paying tribute to the supreme existence.

Al stared blankly at the sacred figure that was gradually walking towards him, his mind went blank.

The goddess came to him, stretched out her arm, and gently stroked his forehead:

"Remember your oath."

Her voice was sacred and majestic, with a touch of sweetness and kindness.

With her caressing, El's forehead burst into a holy brilliance, a tree-shaped symbol symbolizing the mother of nature appeared, and then gradually disappeared...

And El's aura has also changed again. Although he has not continued to increase his strength, it seems to be slightly different...

He seemed to have a sacred smell on his body.

It seems to be a kind of sublimation of life level.

And with the goddess's movements, countless photons began to revolve around the two, and bursts of ethereal and sacred hymns came faintly...

"God's favor! It's a god's favor!"

Looking at everything on the field, Basaka looked frantic.

And hearing Basaka's words, the players also recovered from the shock.

They raised their heads, and when they saw the figure like a knighthood and the light effect of the dazzling Holy Spirit, they were all stunned...

This is the third time players have seen the goddess after the characters were created and the first plot mission was issued.

But unlike the previous two times, the incarnation of the goddess this time seems to be more real, more majestic and sacred, and the gorgeous special effects of the arrival are more shocking than before...

There are no words to describe the current mood of the players, if there is, there are only two words "Fuck"!

"Al."

At this time, the goddess spoke again.

Her gaze turned to the remaining half-orcs on the field, and her voice was extremely majestic:

"They are yours."

Hearing the goddess's words, El turned back dumbfounded and looked at the half-orcs who were constantly struggling, covering their eyes and mourning...

For a time, his expression was a little complicated.

Grandpa once told him to respect life and be kind to others...

Grandpa once told him that all creatures make mistakes, but as long as they know their mistakes and correct them, they should be forgiven...

But at this moment, Al hesitated.

For a moment, the image of the clan being slaughtered again appeared in his mind...

The smirk of the orcs, the wailing of the clan, the despair of the broken family.

Why can't the elves be able to defeat the enemy despite their powerful strength?

Why is it that the glorious silver race has become the target of the black iron race?

Al's expression changed several times, and finally became firm:

"The kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!"

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