Chapter 450

Deep in the volcano.

The dark red volcanic condensate supports the whole underground cave. The scattered pyroxene crystals condense in the crevices of the rocks. The churning gold magma follows the breathing of the volcano and constantly fluctuates and vibrates.

In this harsh environment full of poisonous air and hundreds of degrees of high temperature in the surrounding air, three old elves arched the human form of the force of nature and walked towards the chaotic passage of time and space opened up by soldiers in the middle of the cave.

The solidified volcanic rocks carry their steady pace, and the nature tutor goes step by step under the pale blue light door.

The chaotic blue light inside the door is like a tangled thread. Countless time and space threads are stirred by a terrible force, and it is impossible to find the information at the other end.

The strike of the evil god of natural disaster completely destroyed the passage of time and space. It would take hundreds of years to recover naturally. Before that, most people were helpless and had to wait.

But just because most people can't, doesn't mean that all people can't.

At least nature tutors can.

With a simple wooden box in her hand, eyderyl garanord came to the bottom of the time and space gate. She raised her head and looked at the blue light. The will of the legendary strongman turned, which made the restless lava cave quiet in a moment. The originally active volcano, the great AEAS, with a plume of smoke from time to time, became stable and peaceful.

Mobilizing the power of the natural earth, even deep in the earth's crust, which makes the volcano restless, the nature tutor slowly rises, and finally level with the time and space gate. She reaches out and points out that countless golden red light spots representing the power of lava volcano gather at her fingertips, and then turn into a light beam, pouring into the blue light gate.

When the two colors meet, they become a faint violet. The nature teacher controls his own power, runs through the endless turbulence of time and space as far as possible, and finds another world at the other end of time and space.

But the results were not satisfactory.

Joshua stood aside. He watched the great Druid mobilize the power of the whole volcano for his own use, trying to catch the edge of the world of irgana. But this kind of behavior was like looking for a needle in a haystack and searching for sand in the desert. The soldier could even see a trace of anxiety on the face of the nature tutor, which was a sense of the father of nature, However, they are still unable to grasp the specific location.

"I found it clearly... The father is really here!"

The nature tutor stabilized her mind for a moment, and then continued to explore in the chaotic context of time and space. At this time, her doubts about Joshua and Iger had been swept away. They did not lie. The world where the father of nature is really at the other end of the time and space gate.

But she couldn't make it.

Not only can't pass, she can't even do anything, only in vain to pick up a handful of sea water, a handful of gravel, and then try to find the most trivial information in it.

The search across the world is really very difficult. Joshua looked at the scene and confirmed it. He touched the little head of the silver haired girl beside him, and his heart was filled with emotion.

For many years, the Church of seven gods has been searching for the heritage of the fourth sage, which should be as difficult as it is now - no, it must be more difficult than it is now. At least the natural tutor has a ready-made chaotic time and space gate, while the church has to open it by itself, and then the world will feel, try and resonate. If it is not for the legacy of the sage, it will pass on the coordinates by itself, So this kind of exploration will take at least ten years to determine. By that time, everything will be late.

However, while the soldier was thinking about this, the simple wooden box in the arms of the nature tutor suddenly trembled.

Then, it's shining.

The green force of nature overflows from the gap of the wooden box, emitting pure green light. A withered wooden ball, the size of a human head, spontaneously jumps out of the box and floats in front of the time and space gate.

The wooden ball is shriveled and sunken, with withered lines on it, and even many broken cracks spread on it. But such an ancient wooden ball, which seems to be about to turn into dust, can actually spill out the natural force that shocked the three most meaningful elves below.

The emergence of it shocked all the nature teachers. The seed of the world has never been different in the past thousand years, and even withered and shrunk gradually with the passage of time. It has become a withered and shriveled appearance. If it was not for the careful care of the elves, it might have broken up naturally at some time.

But now, this seed has shown unexpected strength.

It absorbed the energy of the whole volcano from the natural tutor, and quickly carried out self-healing. The cracks closed, the depressions raised, and gradually became huge. Soon, the wooden ball restored its original shape - a perfect tree species half human size, white as jade.Tree species shake slightly in the air, full of vitality of life, it seems to be resonating at this time, and in the next moment, in the purple space-time gate, the flocculent lines are flattened by brute force, a vast, as if the great power of the incarnation of the whole world so rudely broke through the chaotic space-time boundary, and came to the deep underground lava cave.

While nature teachers and other Elves were shocked and delighted, but saluted respectfully, the old but gentle voice vibrated in mid air.

"My child, don't salute... I'm an incompetent God. I can't accept your respect."

The voice of the father of nature is extremely tired. It took a lot of effort to wake up from its long sleep. But now, in a calm tone, he said to the four elves present, "it's my greatest joy that you can reproduce safely in your hometown and are willing to meet me again, but don't come here, don't come here."

Speaking of this, the old voice seems to be able to sense the remote South, countless quiet life of the elves, his tone with a strong warning: "the world of irgana has been exposed in the sight of the evil gods, they may carry out a second invasion at any time, which is extremely dangerous, never close to."

"So don't expose the location of your hometown." The old voice gradually became ethereal and thin, as if it was about to disappear completely, and the tangled vein in the time and space gate began to appear again: "I don't have much power, I can't say much, but I can still give you..."

The more backward the voice went, the weaker it became. But the last words could still be heard by all the people present.

"The last blessing."

Hum!

Contrary to the sound, the terrible force, which was so huge that Joshua would naturally act as a guard, once again broke through the door of time and space, and then poured into the tree.

That is the natural magic power that surprised all the teachers of nature. First, they turned into a towering giant tree, then they disintegrated into stars, and finally they were swallowed up by black hole like trees. After absorbing these natural powers, the smooth surface of the tree species began to emerge a variety of lines like water waves and gullies. These lines naturally connect the forces between heaven and earth, making the whole lava cave cool rapidly. The magma condenses and the light dissipates. Finally, it becomes a dark underground cave.

In the dark, there are only two light sources - one is the passage of time and space which is slowly dissipating and completely disappearing, and the other is the seed of the world which has absorbed the divine power and all the energy of a whole lava lake.

Under the light of tree species, the nature tutor, who was almost the same as ordinary people, reached out and held the seed in her arms. She stroked the complex and regular nature runes on it, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

The father of nature has absolutely torn the connection between the two worlds, so that the elgner world and the mccrolfe world are no longer connected. The elves do see their father God again, but they lose him forever.

His last blessing is the perfect seed of the world. The rune on it is the most perfect inheritance of nature. A divine tree seed containing the divine power of nature can also bring countless benefits to the elves.

"... alas."

With a long sigh, the nature teacher closed her eyes. Her body could not shed tears, but anyone could hear the complex emotion in the sigh.

"Go back."

She said softly, not knowing whether it was disappointment or the realization of her wish: "it's all over."

"Yes."

The other three elder elves trembled, reflected from the previous scene, and then answered in a low voice.

So they left the cave.

While the leader, Joshua, left the cave completely and looked back deeply at the place where the time gate dissipated.

"The invasion of evil spirits..." he chewed these words.

That's what carlis world has been through.

It's also the time for the irgana world to watch out for.

It's the future that McCullough's world will encounter.

In 834, the magic tide is coming, and the gods are watching all this. The demons lurk in the abyss, and the evil spirits travel in the void, waiting for the destruction and degeneration of another world.

The day when all things cry and never sleep is coming.

And the man who regarded fate as nothing turned away from the frozen lava cave and came to the ground.

The Knights are watching their Lord, and the elves are waiting for the action of the master of this land."Let's go." The soldier ordered that he stand on the black dragon and look out to the far south. This man knows that everything in the past is just a little fight. From now on, it is the key point to completely reshape the world.

He is going to hold the throat of the future and change the trajectory of fate.

With the hand holding the sword and the heart burning with fire.

Volume 7: the magic tide is coming