Chapter 1199 Gretel: Is Your Staff a Tree?
The purification array formed by the elves is indeed extraordinary.
Grete walked beside Elder Fahim and looked around:
The three legendary elders formed a rough equilateral triangle, with Elder Fahim in the middle.
Just by standing like this, Gretel could feel the powerful force of nature engulfing him——
It sticks to the ground, rising gently like steam, and then fluctuates and flows around with the pace of the elves.
Wherever it passes, the breeze blows happily and the trees sway their branches happily. The fluffy weeds sprouted from the ground, and the nearest bamboo even made a crackling sound.
Standing in Grete's position and looking slightly farther away, you can see a hazy layer of light green flowing out against the ground.
Within and outside the triangular formation, dozens of elves, whether from Yongju Island or those who have been guarding nearby, are walking with charming steps, spreading these fluctuations far away, and with the surrounding people. Natural resonance.
Gretel looked at them curiously. Different from the first time they met, this time when they entered the battle, all the elves put on their strongest war equipment——
The rangers were wearing gray-brown light armor and gray-green cloaks. The natural lines on the light armor were clearly the bark or branches of some kind of magical plant;
The warriors on the periphery have turned into black bears, gray wolves or leopards, and every hair is shining with a metallic color.
As far as Gretel knew, this was an extremely powerful transformation technique that directly attached the armor's defensive power to the surface of the fur;
Even the spellcasters are wearing armor. Those translucent, crystal-glossy armors are layered with curly cloud patterns and slender feather patterns.
With the naked eye alone, Gretel could see the magical brilliance on those armors.
...it looks so expensive.
Gretel silently clicked his tongue. Turning her head to look at Serila, sure enough, the silver dragon girl looked at this and that, with little stars shining in her silver-blue pupils;
Looking at Senior Brother again, Archmage Baierbo tried his best to put on a rigorous and reserved expression, his eyes not even sliding over the armor.
However, just from this deliberate avoidance action, Gretel could almost read what the senior brother was thinking:
...big dog owner!
Ah, after thousands of years, tens of thousands of years of accumulation, there are really a lot of good things that can be produced...
While observing the elves, he followed the team forward. So far, Gretel's task is to follow the team closely and not to trip up, but Archmage Baierbo is already busy:
Techniques were shot out from his hands one after another. The misty white mist floated out, forming a mist ring outside the array. Every piece of white mist has a secret eye staring at it, which is obviously a large-scale cloud chamber detection.
Inside the cloud ring, alchemy puppets and magic instruments, large and small, float around the purification array. Beside the Archmage, large and small light curtains spread out to form a rough semicircle, and countless light threads were connected to the mobile tower spirit:
Numbers, bar charts, line charts, all kinds of light spots. In addition, there are dozens of small glass tubes arranged in two circles around the purification array, slowly moving forward at their pace.
"Didi-di-di-di-di-di-di-"
Suddenly, facing the direction of the Elf Secret Realm, that is, facing the contaminated area, two glass tubes made sounds at the same time. Archmage Baierbo then raised his voice and warned:
"Enter the radiation zone! Prepare radiation protection magic!"
Without thinking, Grete pulled down his hood, put on goggles and a mask, and applied a layer of radiation protection magic around him. He fluttered his hands and cast a defensive magic for Cerela, Bernard and Appa.
Then, he lowered his head to confirm that everyone's Geiger counter was hanging on his waist, and even Apa's one was hanging around his neck——
"Safety."
"Safety."
"No sound was made."
"hold head high--"
Appa also shouted. Gretel raised a smile, waved his mage hand, and scratched the silver moon deer. Turning their eyes, all the elves stopped in unison:
Everyone takes out their assigned Geiger counter and hangs it on their chest, belt, or anywhere where it won't fall easily. The elves who transformed into animals also returned to their companions, who hung them up for them.
"Have you read all the previous papers?" Elder Masrei's loud voice echoed through the forest:
"Watch the little tubes on your body! Pay attention to replenishing defensive magic! If the small tube on your body is broken or cracked, come to me immediately to get it! If the small tube on your body makes a sound, pay attention to defensive magic immediately!"
Gretel turned to look at Archmage Baierbo. Archmage Baierbo nodded slightly to him with a smile on his face. Grete's eyes slightly curved:
It seems that the senior brother must have made a good business out of these Geiger counters.
Very good, very good. With this thing to protect you, the safety of the purification work will increase exponentially!
After everyone made preparations, the purification array regrouped and moved forward slowly. With Elder Fahim as the center, the four elders each took out their own magic weapons and chanted loudly:
Elder Fahim still has the same wooden staff. Half a man tall, it looks like a cane, unpretentious.
Even under the full urging of the owner, it did not emit any external light and shadow. But with every step forward, a small piece of green grass grows on the ground;
On Elder Masrei's wrist, the thick khaki bracelet shone brightly. The hazy yellow light spread all the way to the outside of the evolution circle, and the soil in front was rolling in waves.
Gretel looked carefully and found that the soil on the ground was lifted up layer by layer and rolled into a cylinder like a towel roll. Roll into a round, press, and compact. When the Geiger counter flew over, the sound immediately became much sparser.
"This dust cannot be allowed to flow into the groundwater!"
Grete interrupted hastily. Elder Masrei turned his head and smiled gently at him:
"rest assured."
Before he finished speaking, the yellow light turned slightly. Grete watched helplessly as the size of those earth balls suddenly shrank, condensed, and turned into hard stone balls——
A shell was quickly attached to the outside of the stone ball. The Geiger counter flew over gently and circled around the stone ball. The sound it made was not much denser than before.
The stone ball rolled, rolled. Rolling to the edge of a raised stone mountain, the stone mountain naturally cracked, and the stone balls lined up and rolled in.
A series of actions flowed smoothly. Even if an earth elemental lord were here, Grete estimated that it would be impossible to do better.
Now the background radiation in the environment is still very high, and it will take many, many years to clean it up - rather than cleaning it up, it is better to slowly disperse it into nature and let it drop to a very low value...
Grete thought so. Then, he saw the emerald green garland on Elder Melinsela's wrist, which was automatically moving without wind, emitting a little bit of fluorescence.
Fluorescence rose with the wind, drifted past him, floated out the purification circle, and floated out a ring composed of clouds and mist...
It fell to the ground and disappeared. After a while, crystal clear mushrooms emerged from the soil one after another. When it grew to about an inch tall, the umbrella cover opened, with a soft "pop" sound, and a thin light spread out.
Soon, more mushrooms popped up around it. "Bo", "Bo", "Bo"...
In the blink of an eye, the ground in the distance was covered with a patch of white like falling snow.
"This is……"
Grete looked around curiously. Faster than his reaction, Archmage Baierbo moved his fingers, and a cloud of mist had already extended over, and at the same time, a Geiger counter also floated over——
Quietly. Neither the cloud chamber nor the sound-generating components of the Geiger counter showed any abnormalities.
"This crystal energy-absorbing mushroom was cultivated on Everlasting Island and was specially used to absorb the pollution from the Well of Eternity. Unfortunately, it is too weak. It can only be used when the pollution - or what you call radioactivity - is quite weak. To survive..."
Elder Melinsela smiled gently and nodded to Grete:
"Thank you. If you hadn't extinguished the flames in the mine, even if we cultivated this kind of mushroom, there would be no way to clean up the pollution here..."
"Ah, nothing, nothing..."
Grete replied a little sheepishly. In order to avoid embarrassment, he immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of Elder Carreon:
This elder is the oldest and most experienced among the elf legends present. At this moment, he was holding a wooden stick in both hands and walking forward slowly:
Oh, saying "hold" may be a bit sorry for this wooden stick. In fact, what appeared in front of Gretel was a tree that was as thick as an arm and as tall as seven or eight people...or, a tree man?
All in all, the tree-man uprooted himself and moved about, rumble, rumble. All Elder Kapre did was hold a branch and guide it in the direction.
Between the two of them, the powerful natural force formed a cycle, constantly vibrating and radiating outward.
If Gretel didn't look at it with his eyes, he would almost feel that the person standing there was not an elf elder, but a huge green crystal, or a blazing green torch.
With the elder as the center, powerful natural forces vibrated and circulated in the evolutionary circle. Guided by Elder Fahim, it passes through every node, resonates with every elf in the circle, and then spreads far away——
The earth, the water, the rainforest. Every plant, every piece of nature, is humming happily, echoing their efforts.
The elves walking on the outside of the formation were laughing, singing, and scattering seeds one by one. The seeds fall to the ground, take root, and grow various grass buds, stems, leaves, and flowers.
The blades of grass grow one by one, the flowers bloom, and the greenery is pleasing to the eye. Gretel naturally felt that the natural power inside was clear and stretched, without any darkness or distortion.
He breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as his shoulders relaxed, he heard Elder Masrei shout:
"Attention! Be alert! Animals polluted by nature are coming!"
Clang, clang, clang, the sound of a scimitar, a long sword, and a moon blade being unsheathed.
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