Chapter 383

"Come on, start singing!!!"

The commander of Fengling was sweating, almost in the roar, urging the stunned task force to play the songs rehearsed countless times day and night during this period.

He never dreamed that, according to the order issued more than a month ago, the evergreen tree community had established 350 orchestras, distributed on the edge of the wind wall of the evergreen tree community, responsible for the task of welcoming the Savior as soon as possible and expressing the goodwill of the wind spirit family, but he would be caught up by himself.

No wonder the people of this Fengling band are so shocked.

They are just the most common civilians in the evergreen world. Although their soul characteristics have been sublimated due to the art of music, similar to the persistence of real scholars who are fearless and study the essence of truth. Their soul has also been sublimated due to their persistence in music.

But in terms of the nature of life, they are still only level 0 creatures.

It's unbelievable that creatures of this level have no soul to freeze and faint in the face of flaky who opens the real body.

"Distinguished guests from afar, your noble character has forged an immortal monument. You are the Savior of the Fengling family, like the sun in the sky, illuminating the world..."

The tone of the song is moving.

Some people say that the world is infinitely vast and there are infinitely many civilizations. Under the circumstances of different historical backgrounds of various civilizations, if mathematics is the first language that each civilization can communicate with each other, then art is the second language. It can express its most real feelings in an abstract way.

Obviously.

For the first time, flaky did understand the goodwill expressed by these humble creatures that were almost like ants in his eyes.

The huge bloody bat with a head sticking out of the wind tunnel widened his bloody eyes and was incredibly stunned.

Uh

And this kind of thing?

It even feels like it's dreaming.

These guys, who are going to break into these creatures to destroy, are welcoming themselves?

In the beautiful singing, several young wind spirits took the blue-green fragrant butterfly, which symbolized peace, out of the vine cage and flew to the sky in the yearning gaze of the people.

"Fly, peace butterfly."

The true goodwill expressed by the spiritual fluctuations of these young souls was fully confirmed by flaky.

Uh?

"Although I don't know why these humble guys are like this, it seems good if they can get everything they need more easily. After all... As the person responsible for opening the invasion channel, you don't have to worry about the counterattack. As for how to deal with it later, hey, hey, whatever the flood!"

In this way, his scarlet eyes turned, his fangs big mouth smiled strangely.

After thinking about it, it "poof" and spit out blood mist all over the sky.

See this scene.

Many wind spirits in charge of playing music immediately screamed and ran away. Even if the commander roared as much as he could, it was still useless.

Their fear comes entirely from their instinctive fear of unknown powerful forces.

In front of the power that can easily destroy itself like stepping on a bug, any unknown will lead to infinite suspicion and instinctive resistance.

And these days.

Facing the saviors of these unknown creatures, the wind spirit of the evergreen tree world has gradually divided into two factions.

One of them is the fantasy school.

In the initial stage, when the ordinary wind spirits learned that the mushroom monster they feared had been completely extinct, they did cheer, sincerely thanked the Savior publicized by the Presbyterian court, and almost all the people praised the greatness of the Savior.

However, with the passage of time.

From the fantasy school expected by the Presbyterian, there was a new idea, and a new faction, the dark faction, was formed.

The reason for the birth of the dark school is very simple.

That is the perishing speed of the rotten shata United Kingdom. It is so fast that the wind spirits have an incredible shock.

After all, it was a powerful kingdom that made the wind spirits suffer in fear for more than a hundred years through a hundred years of war!

They have a great rotten God, which is a great existence more terrible than the guardian of the evergreen tree!

They have a huge legion, the number of which is several times that of the Fengling family, and their vitality is unbelievable.

But such a powerful kingdom suddenly perished in a short time?

In other words.

If these so-called saviors have evil thoughts on the wind spirit, don't the wind spirits have almost no room to resist?

So, the so-called savior may turn into a destroyer at any time!?

With the spread of the thought of the dark school, it was like a wildfire, which immediately ignited the suspicion instinct in the heart of all wind spirits, and then evolved into fear from the depths of the soul.

For a time, the legends of the dark evil gods had completely replaced the idea of the Savior, which the Presbyterian court had never thought of and did not want to see.

After all, fear is likely to touch these powerful creatures and bring unknown effects!

Therefore, the Presbyterian court mobilized almost all its strength to finally stop the spread of this panic on the surface of the evergreen tree world.

In the face of this group of unknown and terrible creatures that may destroy the evergreen tree world at any time, panic and suspicion are meaningless.

The only thing the Presbyterian wants is to be able to get their approval and avoid unnecessary trouble by meeting the requirements of this group of creatures, any requirements.

"Ah! This is..."

The commander who obeyed the fantasy thought of the Presbyterian, stared at the blood mist in the sky.

Compared with the tiny wind spirit, this blood mist blocks the sky and the sun, just like a huge cloud. I saw that this blood mist cloud blocks the sky and the sun turned into three super large colorful butterflies under the subtle manipulation of flaky, flapping their wings, dancing and playing with each other.

Seeing this scene, such a straightforward response not only showed the excitement of the commander, but also the flustered ordinary wind spirits read the kindness of the huge bloody bat for the first time, and they stared at each other.

In the infinite suspicion and unknown fear, he got some precious trust, dispelled the fear and stopped.

"Savior, longing for peace!!"

The commander muttered excitedly.

"It's a colorful butterfly. He longs for peace. He won't destroy the evergreen tree world. He's really the Savior..."

A wind spirit civilian, mumbling excitedly, moved to the extreme.

In the wind tunnel.

Flaky saw the mood change of these little things and laughed without concealment.

With its power, of course, he clearly felt that the large-scale Legion ready to go further away was waiting for an opportunity. He didn't want to try again. When it came to the eye of the mushroom a few months ago, he was passively beaten.

So he played with it.

After all, as an elegant and noble blood family, flaky's exploration of artistic attainments can not be compared with other witch kings.

After all this, in the cheers of many wind spirits under the wind tunnel and the excitement of more and more wind spirits, flaky's huge blood colored head slowly withdrew from the wind eye, leaving only the hands on the bat wings to maintain the basic scale of the wind tunnel.

The other side of the wind tunnel.

The evil Holy Grail flaky Witch King, who had not acted for a long time, retracted his head again so calmly and looked at the people with a strange smile. Not only Ralo, but almost everyone was stunned.

"Jie Jie Jie, little ones, the creatures here have completely lost their fear and succumbed to our strength. They can come safely and boldly, but they must not have any conflict with them before our real body comes. Do you understand?"

Uh?

The crowd was stunned.

Flaky seemed a little worried and assigned his trusted little wizards as the first batch of comers to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Watching the orderly influx of these little guys into the wind tunnel under the arrangement of vlaki, the dark evil shadow Witch King and the desperate shadow Witch King showed their anger one after another.

I wanted to make this guy suffer, but I gave him a discount and made him proud again in front of Capricorn.

"Damn it!"

The shadow of despair the great Witch King murmured in undisguised anger, but did not say anything more.

Anger is anger. In a big way, all wizard goals remain basically the same.

"Welcome guests from afar!!"

In the eye of the wind, the wind spirits did their best to express their goodwill and assigned commissioners to send the most beautiful hand flowers to the saviors who completed their coming without hindrance.

Ralo was among the many who came.

Of course, he would not show hostility to the less than level 1 element creature close to him. After instinctively taking over the flowers in his hand, he stared at the wind energy element creature in front of him, with a strange color.

The biological structure of this element is somewhat strange.