Chapter 1260: Building a Nuclear Reactor in the Crater? Elves, You Are Strong! (Monthly Ticket Adds 3 Updates)

Upon hearing Gretel's question, Elder Fahim's expression immediately became serious. He raised his gaze and looked at the towering giant tree on the top of the mountain in the distance, and remained silent for a long time.

When he was young, he also studied in the Magic Academy, studied with the elders of Wang Ting, and visited the Well of Eternity with the elders.

The Well of Eternity relies almost entirely on the guidance and sorting of the World Tree and Ancient Trees to calm down the violent energy and supply it to various settlements on Yongju Island and the Mystery Chain.

The price is that the branches of the World Tree that guide the Well of Eternity, as well as the ancient trees, bear the impact of the Well of Eternity almost all the time, becoming increasingly painful and manic. As a last resort, another group of elves must be kept to comfort them for a long time...

Elder Fahim has always been disapproving of this method of utilizing energy. The Well of Eternity should be Lady Silvery Moon's gift to the elves. It should be soft, peaceful, and kind.

In any case, it should not be at the expense of a group of ancient trees and certain elves - not to mention that the elves had previously caused great losses and sacrifices by torturing the Well of Eternity...

Back then, it was because of such different opinions that Elder Fahim traveled across the ocean and went on duty in the forest. Soothing trees, combing nature, and healing creatures gradually became a legend there.

Now, if the problem of the Elf Secret Realm had not been solved and the natural wounds had been healed, even if Little Gretel had not come to Evermeet Island, Elder Fahim would not have even come back with the brigade:

legend?

Evermeet Island lacks legends?

Even if he is missing, he is not missing. He has been in the Elf Forest for hundreds of years. What's wrong with letting him stay in that big forest forever and give all his power back to nature?

However, facing Grete's clear, expectant, and somewhat worried eyes, Elder Fahim could not pour out these different opinions. In the end, he just sighed and patted Gretel on the shoulder:

"Don't worry. Comforting the ancient tree...is not as painful as you think...you will know when you arrive at the royal court and see your mother."

Since Grete also wanted to go to the royal court first, the group did not split into two groups, but walked along the ridge towards the mountain peaks and giant trees. As they journey, monsters are constantly joining them:

The unicorn stood quietly on the mountain path, lowered its head, seeking the caress of the elf elders, and let them ride on its back;

The tame sambar, sika deer, and moon deer come out of the forest and take the initiative to become the mounts of the elves, or carry their luggage for them;

The big golden-red bird, with its long and gorgeous tail feathers, flew over the heads of the elves, guiding them on the way;

A little bird with bright blue feathers, holding a red fruit in its mouth, placed it next to the elves, and then pecked the grass seeds from their palms...

"I've been welcomed by so many monsters along the way, and I'm embarrassed to hunt."

Serila also received a small pile of fruits. Birds brought berries, monkeys brought fruit-bearing branches, and squirrels brought nuts. Although they were not fruits made from magic plants and were rich in energy, they still made her smile happily:

"Fortunately, I saved a lot at the beach two days ago... You said, those seafood, ah no, why do the sea people come to fight the elves?"

"How do I know this..." Grete spread his hands. Yongju Island is a vast and sparsely populated island. In the past few days, the number of monsters I saw was more than ten times the number of elves I saw.

Ordinarily, the sea people live in the sea and the elves live on the land. Even if the two sides compete for resources, they shouldn't compete in the same pot?

So, why do we have to attack despite being bombarded by the Cryptozoology?

He cast doubtful eyes on Elder Fahim, but saw Elder Fahim frowning slightly, as if there was some problem that he couldn't solve at all. Since the elder didn't say anything, Gretel didn't ask any questions. He just followed the team silently and observed the surroundings silently:

The natural power on Yongju Island is even stronger than that of the Elf Forest. Although the Elf Forest is a tropical rainforest environment, the trees are extremely dense, the vines and flowers on the trees are always in bloom, and the species are extremely rich;

But on Evermeet Island, Grete had the feeling that his whole body was immersed in the power of nature. Take a breath, and your lungs will feel like they have been washed by a clear spring; spread your arms and move, and all the 18,000 pores will relax, as if you have taken a light green bath.

The trees around him, including oak trees, pine trees, green oak trees, spruce trees, and some giant trees he didn't recognize, were towering to the sky. From the trunk to the treetops, there is a faint magical power flowing.

During Gretel's journey, he used his mental power to communicate with them, and could hear their voices rising and falling one after another.

The density of powerful, spiritual trees was dozens of times denser than the Elf Forest and the ancient trees he felt when he robbed the gold transport convoy on the isthmus.

"The trees here have grown for hundreds or more than a thousand years, and they are everywhere." While he was deep in thought, Elder Melinsela suddenly urged a sambar deer to rush to him:

"These are ancient trees full of spirituality. If you want to choose an ancient tree partner or enlighten a tree guard, you can easily find them by walking around in the forest - I think they should be very willing to follow you. Walk."

On the floating saucer behind Gretel, the oak staff suddenly extended its roots and rested on Gretel's shoulders. With a strong tug, Gretel was pushed back, and with a swish, it turned into a pencil shape and got into Gretel's chest pocket.

Thirteen leaves on the top of the oak stick swayed, making a rustling sound that was far larger than its own size:

mine!

mine!

Gretel is mine!

Don't go looking for other ancient trees!

Elder Melinsela could not help but curl her lips. She flicked her fingers, and a green stream of light was thrown in front of Gretel and landed on the oak staff:

"Even if you don't sign a contract with other ancient trees, you can still chat with them more during your time on Yongju Island. These ancient trees have extremely long lifespans and have seen many things. Many times, young elves in the Magic Academy , we must learn from them..."

She stretched out her white and plump palms and touched the oak staff:

"This little guy, it will be very beneficial if you let him chat more with the ancient trees and learn more things."

Grete bowed slightly to her gratefully. Immediately, he picked up the pencil-like oak stick and pressed its top with his thumb:

"Did you hear that? Then you will learn more from them!"

Thirteen green leaves drooped down dejectedly, as if they were completely dehydrated.

Grete sat comfortably on the back of the Silver Moon Deer, enjoying the feeling of being immersed in the power of nature. However, the further he walked and the closer he got to the royal court, the more strange he felt:

All around, the fluctuations of natural power brought with it a strange smell.

"You feel it too?"

Elder Carreon suddenly asked him. Grete sat up straight, then collapsed again with great effort:

The Silver Moon Deer's back is at least half a meter taller than the unicorn that Elder Kallen is riding. No matter how hard he tried to sit up straight, there would be no more conversation for the day!

"Yes, something is wrong with the force of nature here..."

Grete said, looking around with a confused tone. At first, he thought it was due to changes in terrain: the closer he got to Wang Ting, or in other words, the closer he got to the mountain where Wang Ting was located, the higher the altitude, and the poorer the surrounding vegetation;

The green trees turned into gray-brown shrubs, then into creeping meadows, and soon, into large chunks of exposed rock;

The ground beneath your feet is weathered and crumbled, with gravel and silt beneath your feet;

The air is filled with a faint smell of sulfur...

"The mountain where the royal court is located...that mountain was once a volcano?"

Grete said hesitantly. At this time, they had arrived at the foot of Wangting Mountain, and could see the entire mountain where the Elf Wangting was located without any cover:

The entire mountain appears to be conical in shape, with the top flattened - or presenting a circular bell mouth;

There is the smell of sulfur around, porous volcanic pumice, dense and hard flint, and traces of what seems to be mud flowing;

Walking all the way, the spring in the mountain was vaguely bubbling...

Putting the Well of Eternity, no, a nuclear reactor on a volcano?

Elves, your imagination is allowed! If this volcano erupts and nuclear material is thrown around and leaked, why not destroy the entire island? !

"It is indeed a volcano." Elder Carreon's eyebrows stretched, obviously happy with his observation skills. After a pause, he said:

"The Well of Eternity is a device that uses energy efficiently - ever since the Well of Eternity was placed here, a large amount of the energy of the volcano has been extracted by it and transformed into the magic core that supports Everjum Island. We don't even have to use the energy of the forest. .”

"But recently, there has been a problem with the Well of Eternity, and the ancient trees have become more and more..."

"Irritated? Twisted? Violent?" Grete asked tentatively. Elder Carreon sighed and looked up:

"Your perception is very accurate. - Let's be careful. I feel that the World Tree above is a little uncontrollable..."

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden tremor in front of him, and the huge tree holding up the royal court shook. It seemed to bend down, and then it seemed to fall down. Elder Carreon exclaimed "Not good", jumped up, turned into a golden eagle, spread its wings and flew towards the mountain.

Behind him, Elders Masrei, Melinsela, and even Elders Gilat and Fahim all transformed into various birds and rushed toward the giant tree standing on the top of the mountain like sharp arrows.

Gretel's breath hitched. The movement just now felt like a black cloud, weighing heavily on his head, and half of the sky was black——

Such a powerful ancient tree loses its temper. Can the elders rush over and control it? Will it hurt?

The elves who are sleeping and meditating in the ancient tree to appease the ancient tree...including the original mother, will they be injured?

Are they okay now?

He urged the Silver Moon Deer to run towards the mountain peak. After running a few steps, Appa let out a long hiss and stood up. A gentle and strong arm has already hugged Silver Moon Deer's neck:

"Gretel, don't worry. Wait!"

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