Chapter 1262 Is It My Little Grete? (Monthly Ticket Adds 4 Updates)

Lady Eluni?

The original mother?

What's up with her?

The rage of the World Tree and the Ancient Tree just now... Elder Fahim and the others have certainly tried their best to appease them, but what about the others? What about the other people who are dedicated to appeasing the ancient trees? What about the other people who were already meditating among the ancient trees?

Did they, or rather they, withstand the first wave of impact, the most serious injuries, both physically and mentally?

Gretel suddenly felt flustered. Obviously that was the original mother, not his own mother, but he still felt his heart pounding, pounding, hitting the front wall of his chest, almost as if it was about to break through.

He wanted to nod to the elf holding the vine and swinging over, and stood there, silently reciting the incantation. After a moment, a pair of golden-red wings spread out behind him, and the whole person rose up:

"Where is my mother? Take me there quickly!"

At the same time, a pair of silver dragon wings spread out from behind Cerela, floating side by side with him. Bernard stood on the ground with his head raised, reaching up to grab a handful of air, his face full of confusion:

And me?

And me?

Boss, give me a group flying technique!

I can't fly!

Bernard was quite steady, he just stretched his hand upward without making a sound. At the feet of the barbarian, Appa was already jumping up and down, stretching his hands upward, and screaming:

"Hey! There's me too!"

Grete had already increased his speed, rushed to the side of the vines, and reached out to grab the elf. With a "pop" sound, the entire lower half of the vine rolled up, and it was whipped towards Gretel, passing one meter in front of him.

At the same time, Idian and Ashe Yuesong, one on each side, jumped up. Idian held Gretel in his arms, and Ashe Yuesong held Cerela in his arms, drawing an arc and pulling them to the ground by gravity:

"Fall down! Come down quickly! You can't fly casually here in Wang Ting! - If you want to fly, wait until you go back to see World Tree and let World Tree know you before flying!"

Listen to people's advice and eat enough. Grete flapped his dragon flying wings and slowly landed on the ground. As for Serira, it was Ashe Yuesong who let out a low roar and transformed into a huge panther in mid-air, which forced her to drop a foot...

Oh, it's normal for the Elf King's Palace to have an air defense identification system and not to fly around. Gray calmed down and looked at Idian hopefully:

"How do we go? In which direction?"

"follow me!"

The elf who came to guide the way closed and opened his hands, and soon his feet landed on the ground. He quickly stepped forward, shook Gretel's hand, and nodded to him enthusiastically:

"Are you Gretel Nordmark? I am Tara Silosian, a disciple of Elder Gilat. The elder asked me to pick you up - this way, follow me!"

After saying that, he turned around and landed on all fours, turning into a leopard and shooting out like arrows. Grete quickly summoned the phantom pony, got on his horse, and rushed upward.

I saw the leopard running forward for a while, using all four legs together, and ran up a thick vine that was enough for five people to walk side by side. Run for a while, jump on another vine, run a few more steps, jump on another branch...

Those vines wrap around the World Tree, one by one, all diagonally upward at an angle of 30 degrees to 45 degrees. From time to time, there would be a gap of one or two feet in the middle, but the leopard ran as if it were on flat ground:

The body stretches and contracts, stretches and contracts. The front paws stretched forward, and the tail flicked gently to maintain balance. From time to time, it would be a 90-degree sharp turn, a 135-degree turn...

Fortunately, the phantom colt has four hooves riding on the wind, and is not afraid of all kinds of strange terrain, clinging tightly to the back. Grete lay on the back of the phantom colt, jumped forward, hugged the phantom colt's neck to stabilize his body, and looked back in fear:

Except for Cerela who also summoned the phantom pony, almost all the elves who had lived in the forest before uniformly turned into leopards and followed closely behind. Ash Moonsong even turned her head and picked up the human form of Appa on her back...

Some of the elves who came from Everlasting Island turned into leopards, some into wolf form, and some into birds. Of course, some did not transform, but deployed flying skills, surrounded by magical light, and followed them on their way.

Even Bernard, two elves helped to bless floating, acceleration, and agility spells, dragging him along. Of course, even if there is no one to support him, Bernard can still run fast enough...

Grete let out a long sigh.

Alas, if you have to go up and down like this every day in the Elf King's Court, this place is really not suitable for low-level spellcasters and warriors.

No wonder the guidance left by the original mother cannot be touched until reaching level 10. If the original person took the warrior route, he must have reached level 10 to live a decent life in the Elf King's Court?

Fortunately, he is now a level 13 spellcaster, a magician and a nature priest. Well, even though he is a natural priest and understands everything, he can't help but the world loves him. Naturally, he loves him, right?

Gretel rode the phantom pony and ran forward following the elf named Tara Silosian.

He is now at level 13. Although the phantom pony he summoned cannot fly yet, it can already walk through the air for a short time. He followed Tara closely, turned, jumped, and ran for more than a quarter of an hour before arriving in front of an ancient tree.

The ancient tree has a beautiful shape and a straight and smooth trunk. Compared with the surrounding gray-green and gray-brown trees, you can tell the difference at a glance. The branches, leaves, and even the bottom of the leaves are covered with a faint silver light.

Standing in the distance and looking up, it feels like the entire ancient tree is immersed in the moonlight from top to bottom, bathing in the grace of Lady Silver Moon.

Ah, it really looks like an ancient tree that his mother would like...or, in other words, it really looks like an ancient tree that an elf girl who was born into an elf nobleman, traveled the continent when she was young, and married a young knight for love...

Tara Siro stopped running a few hundred meters in front of the ancient tree, transformed back into her elf form, and walked forward slowly. He chatted with the two guards in front of the tree house for a few words, then waved to Gretel and led him forward:

"This is Ms. Eluni's son, Gret Nordmark. Teacher Gilat asked me to take Gret to the ancient tree to meet his mother."

The two guards looked at Gretel up and down, feeling a little embarrassed. Gretel's heart tightened:

"What's wrong? My mother—has something happened to her?"

"Ms. Eluni - I haven't left the ancient tree for ten years." The younger guard whispered. He turned around and glanced at the ancient tree, then hesitated:

"Every time they go in to appease the ancient trees, they will fall into deep meditation. Not necessarily, they will come out to meet people, right?"

"And the ancient tree was a little restless just now, and it finally calmed down." The older guard added:

"I don't know if Ms. Eluni will overdraw... Anyway, please be mentally prepared, you may not be able to see people..."

Gretel took a deep breath and clenched his fists, feeling that his palms were a little wet. There were gentle footsteps behind her, and Cerela carefully approached him, shook his hand, and put a chain into his hand:

"Don't worry, it's okay. We are all here. Wear this forehead ornament - it can amplify your mental power. It should make it easier to sense your mother?"

He said and pushed him gently on the back. Grete staggered out for two steps, calmed down, put on the forehead ornament, and then slowly walked towards the ancient tree.

The ground around the ancient tree is very flat. There are no protruding tree roots or rocks that can hurt your feet. It is all a piece of thin grass. Gretel, however, walked one foot higher and one foot lower. He simply pulled out the oak staff, turned it into the shape of an eyebrow stick, and walked forward with it.

It took a long time to reach the foot of the ancient tree. Gretel took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mentality, and found a flat and soft place. Holding the oak staff in one hand and pressing it on the tree trunk with the other, he tried to emit spiritual power and communicate with the ancient tree——

Communication cannot.

The ancient tree in front of him was like a piece of cold wood, and he ignored him.

Gretel paused, inserted the oak staff, stepped forward, and hugged the trunk of the tree with both hands. He rested his forehead on the tree trunk, buried himself wholeheartedly in the embrace of the tree, and communicated again.

This time it had a slight effect, but only a little. In the sea of ​​consciousness, far, far away, a small point of light lit up, wrapped in a thick barrier...

Alas, I feel like I can't last long like this. no way. Make a big move!

Grete slid down and leaned against the tree trunk, letting one end of the oak staff sink diagonally into the ground and the other end against the trunk. Then, holding the oak staff with both hands, he raised his head, pressed the back of his head against the tree trunk, and slowly entered meditation.

The mental power spreads out, spreads out, spreads out as much as possible. It wraps around the ancient tree behind it, reaching up to the crown, down to the roots, and in the middle, it goes deep into the tree——

Don't rush to clear your thoughts first, but try your best to calm your mind and convey your warm, calm, peaceful and open mood through your mental power. Soon, a very anxious and frantic existence lit up in the sea of ​​consciousness——

Ahhhhh!

Ahhhhh!

Ahhhhhhhhh——

Grete felt as if his consciousness was rolling in the stormy waves, or as if he was being tortured by magma. He endured it hard, trying to stay conscious and pass on his consciousness:

【Hello. 】

[I am Gretel Nordmark. 】

[He is a half-elf. 】

[Dear ancient tree, how are you? 】

【Where can I help you? 】

As he asked, he tried to visualize the ocean, the sky, and the boundless fairy forest. Calling for the Emerald Dream, calling for the will of the world, calling for the pure, heavy, gentle and tolerant power——

Finally, the anxious existence in the sea of ​​consciousness calmed down a little. And at that moment, another consciousness joined in:

[Gretel Nordmark? 】

[Is it Little Gretel? 】

[Is it my little Gretel here? 】

【You...who are you? 】

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