Zhao Mai releases his power to the sky. Although he doesn't need to attack, this power will still have an impact on the environment. It was originally a cloudless starry night, but suddenly it became turbulent. The natural force brings thick clouds, circling the golden beams, like a hurricane.
All the creatures in the farmer's forest were awakened. After the first moment of fear, they excitedly converged towards the light column. If they are allowed to rush into the community of infernal beings, it will only bring chaos and destruction. Therefore, Zhao Mai makes the natural force bring a layer of majestic power, just like the tiger roaring forest and the Dragon pressing the four fields. All the creatures of the natural force were affected, and they closed their mouths and quieted down. Animals head down, slowly close to the community, and then in the periphery of poisonous flowers and weeds lie down, staring at the light column. Birds flying in the sky are not flapping their wings, but gliding and circling outside the light column along with the wind and clouds.
Druids are very sensitive to the force of nature and have the same feeling, but this feeling is palpitation at the beginning, as if they saw a terrible prehistoric beast. They imagined that they might feel that way in the face of terasqui. But then they found that the core of all the forces of the light column is the natural force, which is the existence that they can communicate with. A feeling of long absence came to mind. They recalled the feeling of facing tigers, lions and other beasts for the first time when they were apprentices.
Only when the appearance of claws, teeth, muscles, body shape and fighting skills is removed, can the essence of the lion be touched. It will try its best to take care of its family and future generations. It will repay its kindness and revenge. It can understand that cooperation is a choice for companions. Druids have to go through this step before they can really accept and embrace the natural force. Now they realize the feeling at that time, as if Zhao Mai was a beast of another level.
"Son of a bitch, I'm not wronged at all for losing." Wordsworth retreated one after another, leaning his back against the tree, and then felt better. Zhao Mai's strength is very strong, on the one hand, and on the other hand, his natural force has stepped into another level, which is more solid than that when Wordsworth's soul expanded. Wordsworth made a comparison. In his heyday, he may be able to compete for the total amount, but his natural force is like a pile of sand, while Zhao Mai's is hard rock. When the two rub against each other, the stone will break, but only after it is broken will the sand become, which is equivalent to one more layer.
When you cast the natural force like this next to the tree of understanding, you will soon get a reaction. The tree, which has a history of tens of thousands of years, shakes and joins in. The rich vitality of the earth and trees converged into Zhao Mai's pillar of light, which was surprisingly harmonious. Maybe it's related to Zhao Mai's Enlightenment under the tree of realization, maybe it's related to Xiaohua's coordination. Whatever the reason, Zhao Mai's pillar of light was further raised, penetrating the thick clouds and straight into the starry night sky.
The whole farmer's forest saw this magnificent sight, but the people who were hiding at the bottom of the pit and trying to make terasqui bear a baby couldn't see it. Forest animals have long known to bypass the area near the pit, as long as they find the slightest smell of ramashitu monster, they are afraid to avoid it. The infernal Walker community is full of ups and downs, and the night of the pit is quiet. Fortunately, Zhao Mai was not disturbed by his opponent, or the enemy who had been coveting his body.
Zhao Mai once again expounded his ideas and requests, and this time his voice was obviously more powerful than before. A bright starlight penetrated through the clouds and was shining on the stone slab in front of Zhao Mai. Desna's butterfly emblem gave out a soft flash. Zhao Meifu to the heart, until this time, no longer need to do aggressive power, so slowly weaken their own strength, put away the pillar of light, disperse the clouds in the sky, let the stars reappear, occupy every part of the night.
This action obviously flattered the star goddess, her power into the emblem, the image on the stone really into a flying blue butterfly. The butterfly flapped its wings gently, hovered in front of Zhao Mai, and touched the golden light around Zhao Mai's body with its curved spiral antennae.
"I think I should say something I'll say it again... " Zhao Mai cleared his throat, "Dear goddess, my name is Zhao Mai, from another world..."
"I see." Zhao Mai's ear rang out a gentle and soft female voice, giving people a kind of ethereal feeling. "You are from the stars, and you deserve my protection."
"That is to say, I am free to travel and come and go in and out of glarion? Won't you be expelled because you're a stranger? "
"Yes." The goddess's voice said, "when you travel around, don't forget to come to my temple to listen and pray. When you see the stars shining, don't forget to remember my name."
"Ah, that's absolutely no problem!" Zhao Mai put down the big stone in his heart and said with a smile. Just then, he saw Wordsworth squatting under the tree, gesticulating to him, while not far away, hall pointed to his mouth, opening and closing it with exaggeration. Look at their mouth and gesture, it should be "ramash map".
Zhao Mai immediately understood what they meant, so he said respectfully, "song of stars, I need your guidance. The quiet night sky here is disturbed by ramashitu's will, and the creatures live in fear, unable to sleep. Ramashtu tried to make the terashkui beast here produce evil and twisted offspring and continue to pollute... ""Kill that bitch!"
“……” Zhao Mai didn't believe what he heard. He opened his mouth for a long time. Because of a short circuit in his head, a sentence came out directly: "listen to me, please!"
After listening to Zhao Mai's words, the blue butterfly flew away from Zhao Mai and landed on the magic stone. Slowly, the Sorcerer's stone became transparent, gradually disappeared from the world, and the power of the starlight was gradually receding. Zhao Mai suddenly thought of something and said, "my dear goddess, my friend Duncan Druid was captured by the enemy of ramashtu and used as a hostage to coerce us. We can't bear our good friend being killed, and we are even more afraid that he will not be reborn after death, and his soul will become the plaything of the monster's mother. Can you help us? "
"I can help you." It seems that desna is very satisfied with the Sorcerer's stone, and even agrees to it. "If he dies, the butterfly will guide his soul back, and will not be lost in the twisted body of the monster mother."
The Sorcerer's stone is disappearing completely at this time, and the butterfly stops flapping its wings and falls on the stone slab to become a sapphire amulet. Zhao Mai solemnly put it away and rekindled his fighting spirit.
"The rest is to die We need to speak in a civilized way. " Zhao Mai hummed.