Chapter 457

When Maka waved the staff again, a violent whirlwind suddenly appeared in front of him, sweeping the green miasma in front of him and blowing away in the distance.

But this is just a way to deal with a temporary emergency. As long as the dark green vines on the ground are still there, the poisonous fog will continue to generate, and I'm afraid it will soon envelop this area again.

Although it was not clear what the poison was, Maka knew that if he continued to move forward, he would understand it with his own experience sooner or later.

"Lark?"

Maka just shouted forward and soon got a response. But the space around him was suddenly distorted, and old lac immediately appeared in his sight.

"Young wizard," said old Lacker happily, "was that wind your magic? The elf thanks for your help!"

"Well, do you want to go on?"

Asked Maka, holding out her staff. An invisible blade broke through the air and cut off the vines drawn towards them. It seems that it is a silent God front shadowless spell.

This spell can be used to deal with the regeneration ability of vines. It is obviously more suitable at this time.

"Of course, the elves can cope with the current difficulties." old Lacker nodded decisively. "This unknown plant is constantly absorbing the magic of the island. If it is not cleared in time, it will bring disaster and desolation to the magical creatures on the island."

Old lac could sense what Maka said, but he felt that if he let that thing continue to swallow here for a few years, it might really affect the environment here.

But it will take years.

The ancient magic inspired by the shrine has added a lot of vitality to the island, and even the magic on the island is rich.

After the magic started, the thing that didn't know what it was immediately came out of itself. There should be a connection between the two.

However, why are they related... Or what is the intention of such setting? This is the reason worth exploring in the past.

Maka could not help guessing that although these elves could sense the existence of magic, they were not as strong as themselves in this kind of sensing ability.

"Hmm..." Maka pondered for a while and then said, "although I think you can handle it, since I'm here, let's go and have a look... But I have to remind you first!"

He paused a little, cut off another vine, and then continued: "I just observed on the tower... These vines are so widely distributed that the body should be very large. Maybe the thing is still underground! Or... Only a small half came out..."

"... you tell your people to watch their feet. Don't be attacked carelessly!"

Old lark smelled the words, his dry fingers stroked his big gray ears, as if thinking about the possibility. After all, no matter what you're going to face later, it's always good to be more prepared.

Elves are no less intelligent than humans, so as long as there are differences in ideas, there will always be some common points in communication.

"It's really possible," he nodded. "Lao lac will inform the people immediately..."

Before the words fell, he disappeared again after motioning to Maka.

While Maka and lac were talking, the elves continued to move forward. Their magic makes Maka very interested. Although it is difficult to study, the value of research must be quite high.

Not to mention their magic in combat, just their favorite household magic is quite practical. Whether cleaning or tidying up, their magic is richer and more convenient than that of wizards.

Of course, the most noteworthy magic of elves is the food magic related to cooking. Even Helga hutchpatch, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, the witch famous for the food spell, often refers to the magic of house elves when creating the spell.

Now, the household elves who are also hard-working in the kitchen are responsible for all the meals in Hogwarts.

"Well, Hermione has to say at this time," Marca murmured softly with a shrug. "That can't be called a job! They don't have a salary!"

It is not generally difficult to change the life concept of those domestic elves.

Maka now wants to take these elves back from the secret island. Although she also has the mind to help Hermione realize her wish, she may still play a very limited role.

"... let's try it for the time being!"

Maka thought and followed the elves. The staff in his hand never stopped waving, but it could be seen that all the magic he cast was just pointing to the end.

Now the most important thing is to reach the location of the body. It's enough to block the vines and poisonous gas. There's no need to spend more effort. He usually pays attention to saving Magic now, and won't spend too much because of a little thing.

However, with his participation, the speed of promotion has obviously increased. Soon, with a slight commotion of the elves in front, Maka knew that she had arrived.

In this area, the sharp thorn vines waving in the air are quite dense, and the highly toxic vines on the ground almost completely cover the ground. If you don't clear the road while moving forward, you can't move forward in a down-to-earth manner.

Seeing that the front had stopped, Maka simply threw out the magic book, stepped on it, passed over the elves' heads, and came to the front in a twinkling of an eye.

While frequently blocking the surrounding vines, he saw a scene like entering a spider's nest.

Numerous vines are intertwined vertically and horizontally, forming a whole network in front. Those vines are winding and clinging among the trees, and together with the dense canopy, they cover the light tightly and can't penetrate a trace.

No wonder we can't find the body on the tower. Maybe it's still in the soil, but the more important factor is that vines and trees are mixed together. Don't say you can't tell if you are far away. Even if you are close, you can't tell each other at all.

Maka released a divine edge shadowless spell at will, but the sharp magic blade cut off some vines, and then drowned in the green sea and disappeared.

Then, with the vines winding and wriggling, the new ones immediately replaced the cut position, as if such a spell had no effect on them.

To deal with plants, the most effective nature is fire. But whether it's an ordinary flame or a magic flame with various effects, it can't be used easily here.

All flames have the characteristics of spread. If it were lit here, the dense and deep Island jungle would be really ruined.

However, although it is impossible to set fire to forests, it is still feasible to light a fire to scare them.

In the magic world, some magic plants move mostly in order to get close to nutrients or away from harm. Just as the devil's net will avoid light and warmth, they should also choose to avoid threatening things.

In order to be safe, Maka took out the fierce fire bottle he had not actually used for a long time and made some out with the floating spell to float in front of him.

With a little shaking, a bright blue flame suddenly emitted a dazzling light. If you squint to observe, you can find that those blue flames show a viscous form close to semi fluid.

Today's fierce fire bottle has been greatly enhanced, but its special effect of "only attached to magic combustion" remains unchanged. If you accidentally ignite it in the jungle, at least the fire will not become too exaggerated.

However, there are so many magical species on the island. It must be a very bad thing to be here.

Not surprisingly, when a terrible flame floated in front of him, the sharp thorn vines that had been waving around him immediately moved away from his position.

It can be imagined that if there is such a flame in the magic world, rather than something deployed by Maka, it must be the natural enemies of a large number of magic plants.

"Choose a small group of people to go in with me. I can't make too much of this flame," Maka explained back to Lao lac. "Otherwise, if something is lit, the island will really face what you call 'disaster and desolation'."

The elf old man stared at the dazzling flame with some fear.

"Wizard... Can you put that fire away? It looks much more terrible than the monster in front..."

"Don't worry, I can still control it if it's so small." Maka smiled easily. "Pick someone quickly!"

At the urging of Maka, old lac hesitated a few times before turning back to greet the people. Before long, a group of seven, including Lao lac and Maka, became the pioneer of exploring the last area.

The bright blue flame flowed slightly in front of Maka to protect them from the vines. As they continued to move forward, the dense green ocean in front of them soon wound and closed again where they passed after avoiding their team.

Just a few seconds later, the originally dazzling light was gone.

The elves who stayed where they were and stuck to their retreat gathered together. While taking turns to deal with the sharp thorns and vines attacking them, they were always ready to pick up the members of the pioneer team.

Time is still tight, because the green miasma in this area has become more and more intense.