Chapter 100 Sirius "Banan, why did you say you had never seen the seed world before?"
On the way away from the ruins of the Elf King's Court, Moge, who had always been doubtful about this, asked Banan.
Mog's eyes were confused, "The Seed World was transformed by the unyielding will after the death of the Tree of Life.
Logically speaking, as a member of the ancient tree elves, you should have seen the complete Seed World."
"I have never seen it."
Banan shook his head, "There is indeed a seed world within the ancient tree elves, but that was a long time ago."
Seeing that Moge's eyes were still confused, Banan explained with a gloomy expression: "The seed world of the ancient tree elves has been taken away."
"Took away" Moge was shocked when he heard this, "Who can take away the seed world from the hands of the ancient tree elves?"
"As for who is the person who took away the seed world, the elder has always refused to say."
Banan shook his head and sighed several times, "Even the Wang family of the Elf clan has withdrawn from the stage of history, not to mention the ancient tree Elf clan that is attached to the Elf King's Court.
Our clan is just lingering on."
Hearing this, Moge's face darkened and she didn't know how to comfort Banan.
One of the few top races on the continent, like the Elf Royal Court, was eventually forced to withdraw from the stage of history.
The other elven races that were attached to the Elf Royal Court were also scattered and each lived in seclusion deep in the unknown jungle.
Such a topic is too heavy.
Even Moge, who has not been exposed to the darkness of history, will feel a heavy sense of suffocation in his heart when he mentions the rise and fall of an entire race, let alone Banan, who is a member of the ancient tree elves.
In the dense deep forest, tiny spots of sunlight splashed between the grass, trees and soil.
Moge and his party were speechless all the way.
Sudden.
Moge and Banan stopped at the same time, staring solemnly ahead.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a flock of birds suddenly flying in the dense forest far ahead.
The tightly entwined branches and leaves were shaken by the collision of the flying birds.
It seemed that the birds were frightened and tried desperately to flap their wings and leave the front.
That woods.
"The frightened birds are Thunderbirds."
Banan looked ahead.
His eyes were solemn and cautious, "If a ferocious bird like the Thunder Spotted Bird can be frightened into fleeing and flying away, there must be a high-level magic beast at the peak of nine stars in front of it, or something stronger."
Merger nodded, "I smell the pungent smell of blood."
At this time, Feier, who was sitting on Moge's shoulder and puffing away smoke, also put down the beast-gold pipe in his hand and stared cautiously ahead, with red flames flashing in his fiery eyes.
"Let me take a look at the thing in front of me that scared the Thunderbird away.
What is it?"
Banan walked to a thick tree and put his hand on the trunk.
Banan put his hand on the wrinkled bark of the tree.
At first glance, Mog couldn't see any difference between Banan's hand and the bark of the ancient tree.
Moge walked up to Banan and looked at Banan's movements with doubtful eyes.
Banan turned his head.
After seeing the confusion on Moge's eyebrows, he explained with a smile: "Every tree in the forest is the eyes of the ancient tree elves.
This is the talent of the ancient tree elves."
Moge nodded in realization, and then watched Banan's every move intently.
The talent of the ancient tree elves.
In other words, the elves are all mysterious and unknown to Merg.
Banan's palms, which were as dry and wrinkled as the bark of the tree, pressed tightly against the surface of the tree trunk.
Then, Banan slowly closed his eyes.
At the same time, five tiny vine-like branches suddenly grew from the tips of Banan's fingers.
Bright green branches emerged from Banan's fingertips and climbed up the trunk.
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Immediately afterwards, the young leaves on the branches gradually stretched out like tea leaves soaked in hot water and stuck to the surface of the trunk.
After the slowly growing branches wrapped around the tree trunk, which was about the size of a three-person hug, Banan's palm suddenly shone with a soft dark green light.
The flickering dark green light seemed to be alive, flowing down Banan's fingers.
Slowly flowing among the branches wrapped around the tree trunk.
On the side, Mogu stared at the magical scene in front of him with his eyes wide open.
And at the moment when the dark green light flowed through the branches, Mogu felt very clearly that the big tree in front of him suddenly gained a new meaning.
Unexplained spirituality.
Seeing the dense branches and leaves in the crown of the tree swaying without any wind, Mogu even had the illusion that this big tree was very happy and joyful.
Just when Merger was sighing at the magical talent of the ancient tree elves, Feir, who was sitting on Merger's shoulders, pulled his hair.
Mog looked up at Feier with doubtful eyes, but at this moment Feier pointed to the woods in front of him with an excited look on his face, and started babbling.
Looking in the direction that Feier pointed, Merger saw that the dense forest in front of him seemed to come alive, and it was all dancing magically.
It was as if the entire ancient forest was cheering for joy, forming an imperceptible wave of trees.
"They are communicating my will."
Banan's honest voice rang in Mogu's ears.
Mogu turned her head, only to find that Banan had not opened her eyes.
"Every tree around us is my eyes."
Banan, who had his eyes closed, smiled slightly, "So I can see every move you make."
Hearing this, Moge, who was very surprised, looked around, nodded slowly, and then gave a thumbs up to a big tree.
After Mog raised his hand and gave a thumbs up to a big tree, Banan raised his arm with a naive smile and also raised his arm to Mog and gave a thumbs up.
Feir, who was sitting on Mog's shoulder, was amused by the scene between Mog and Banan and laughed softly.
Fair pulled Mog's hair, and then imitated Mog's behavior, giving a thumbs up to the dense woods ahead, with a happy and interesting smile on his face.
"Tap it, tap it gently" However, Moge, who had his hair pulled several times by Feier, grinned in pain and hurriedly whispered to Feier on his shoulder.
Suddenly, Banan, who was using the talents of the ancient tree elves to explore the situation ahead, frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing this, Moge, who was about to ask about the investigation, heard an angry and arrogant roar from the distance before he could speak.
The roar shook the sky.
"This is" Moge frowned, "the language of the Abyss clan" Banan nodded, "It's the language of the Sirius."
"Sirius" Moge asked in a very puzzled voice.
"It's not surprising that you are unfamiliar with the name Sirius."
Banan's eyes were heavy.
"The race of Sirius is one of several subsidiary races hidden by the Abyss clan.
Among those who are familiar with their race, Sirius is famous for its madness.
His suicidal fighting style and violent and bloodthirsty character are the most impressive.”
Banan withdrew his hand that was attached to the tree trunk and said in a heavy voice: "The Sirius clan is a complete fighting maniac, with a thirst for bloodshed.
When it comes to the madness of fighting, even the royal abyss trolls of the Abyss clan are...
There’s no comparison.”
"So, what did the Sirius say just now?"
Banan frowned, his emerald green eyes full of worry, "He's saying, damn elf
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