The early morning in the windy forest is foggy.

In a luxurious hall, a middle-aged elf looked at Berger with a sad face and said, "Lord Berger, last time all the escorted mercenaries died because of Elena and those mysterious guys, which made us lose more than 100 slave reserves. Yesterday, Alex killed a mercenary regiment in the city of chaos, where only the eighth level strong were in town, I'm afraid it will be more difficult for us to get slaves next. "

"Alex, even if he died once, is still as boring as he used to be." Berg, sitting on the high seat, looked gloomy. He crushed a cup in his hand and said in a low voice: "raise the reward, and then warn those guys not to think about selling slaves to other places. If we know, they will pay a heavy price. The elves can only be sold to the wind forest. If anyone forgets, let someone remind them."

"Yes." The elf, with a cold face, bowed and walked away quickly.

"How long can the tree of life last? That kind of power is really something to look forward to. At that time, the whole wind forest can only crawl under my feet, including the noble Queen. " Berg raised his hand, a dark green flame leaping in the palm of his hand, green and black lines spreading from his arm down to his wrist.

"Alex, I'll kill you myself, the shame of that year!" Berg's eyes suddenly turned to blood red, and the dancing shadow in the fire light was like the shadow of a devil.

The cave where the tree of life is located is still covered by the light curtain of light green. The pool where the spring of life gushes on weekdays has completely dried up, and the trees around have lost some green meaning and vitality.

Once the holy land of the elves, it has become a forbidden area. The elves are told not to go near here, otherwise they will be punished. Only two groups of elves guard patrol here.

After the closure of the fairy queen, there were many changes in the fairy family, and Princess Elena was deprived of her Princess status. But what she said was like a seed, which had taken root in the hearts of the young elves and then flourished.

During these days, many noblemen and ladies were beaten and imprisoned. Although most of the news came out that they had made small mistakes and punished them, everyone knew what they were doing.

There are some unsettling changes happening to adults, and it's the successors they've been trying to cultivate.

The cave of the tree of life is as quiet as ever. Without a surprise, Phyllis is quieter than ever.

Wearing a long white dress, Elena is still sitting under the tree of life. With her eyes closed, she is in a state of meditation. A column of green light rises from her body and connects with the tree of life.

However, at this time, there are many black and green cracks on the trunk of the tree of life, which spread upward from the root, occupying almost half of the height. The smell of black and green emanates from the cracks, and there is a tendency to continue to spread upward.

Thousands of twigs and thousands of wisps of green branches, at this time is also more yellow, no longer full of vitality.

However, the strong breath of life emitted by the tree of life itself and the green light injected by Elena are still resisting tenaciously, barely reaching a balance.

"Berger, as expected, has turned his back on the God of life and has been associated with the dead. He even dares to touch the tree of life." After a long time, Elena opened her eyes and her light gradually faded away. She needed a short rest to recover her mental strength.

"Bean sprouts, I want a cup..." Irene said casually. She stopped again, looked at the empty cave, and shook her head with a smile. The little guy who was picked up by her since childhood and has not left the wind forest so far is probably in the city of chaos now? With MEG, she's quite relieved.

Irina looked up at the tree of life and sighed: "old man, hold on, if you fall down, the whole Elves will be finished. The God of life will not protect the elves who have been defiled by the undead. You are the bottom line."

The withered and yellow branches swayed slightly, as if in response to Irene's words.

With a smile on her face, Irina got up and made a circle in the cave. Then she sat down again, closed her eyes and said in a soft voice, "take a rest for an hour, and then we continue to expel the breath of the dead. I've found some tips. Those guys are more afraid of the holy light than the power of life..."

……

"That tree doesn't produce water of life. Isn't it delaying my farming?"

"At present, the daily supply of rice of life needs a lot. The current inventory is only enough for three months at most. It takes two months for a round of early maturing rice from planting to harvesting. It is necessary to make it produce water again within one month."

"Those things are very annoying. If they don't come early or late, they just choose to come at this time. If it's not for heaven's rule that it won't affect the normal development of the world, I'll kill them all with a gamma ray, so as not to affect my farming and making money."

Deep in McGonagall's mind, the system babbled to itself what no one could hear.

"You can't do it directly, but it doesn't matter to fertilize that tree?"

"As a kitchen god cultivation system, my mission is to assist the host to become a successful Kitchen God. If the supply of rice of life cannot be guaranteed, Yangzhou fried rice will be completely destroyed. This is absolutely impossible!"

"Well, this is in line with the three laws of the system."

"It's not a system at all to eliminate the dead spirit. But let's analyze the composition of these guys first. As long as there is something, it can be explained by science. If it can't be explained, it must be that the development of science is not enough..."

……

Felice once again shows her superb craftsmanship. Under the Chinese kitchen knife, the flying ingredients quickly become spare ingredients of the same size, which makes people unable to be picky.

McGonagall was not idle. Apart from the ingredients that needed to be cut, there were a lot of preparation work that needed to be done by himself, such as the sauce preparation of roast beef kebabs and the marinating of beef.

However, McGonagall's workload has more than doubled compared with usual, which makes him very satisfied.

Before long, Sally and abelmia also came to the restaurant.

MEG looked at abemia's slightly swollen eyes and asked, "mia, didn't you rest last night?"