Chapter 154 Battle of Faith
The news that the dark elf tribe appeared on the Black Soil Plain quickly spread throughout the Crescent Canyon.

When people learned that the one-armed man was killed instantly, the entire canyon was in an uproar and people were talking about the incident everywhere.

Even the merchant team that had previously been at odds with Brent came over to inquire about the details.

After all, a fifth-level being could be gone in an instant, and no one would dare to be careless.

"You mean, that dark elf team is likely to come from the Death Forest?"

Inside the human settlement.

After listening to Brent's story, the expressions of the caravan members changed and became extremely solemn.

Because they have personally experienced the horror of the Death Forest.

Not only was there severe pollution and black beasts everywhere, but they also encountered a sixth-order dragon and almost didn't make it back alive.

"Wait, that dragon you mentioned, could it be with the dark elves?"

Immediately, some people couldn't help but speculate.

Both are level six and both come from the Death Forest. This coincidence is too big.

Combined with the various anomalies that Brent had encountered outside the Death Forest before, he was almost certain that there was a huge force inside the forest that they were unknown to!
"That's indeed possible." Brent said seriously, looking up at the leader of the traveling merchants on the other side, "You guys in Liberty City shouldn't have made any big moves yet, right?"

"It's too late." The man shrugged. "I just received news that they sent someone over here a few days ago. Although you are annoying, I still advise you not to provoke them."

After all, there has been cooperation between the two sides.

And relying on the directions provided by Brent, they found several meteorites on the black soil plain, which could be considered a mutual benefit.

But that may not be the case for those in Liberty City, especially that organization.

"You mean, they sent stronger people here?" Brent's face darkened.

Thanks to the meteorites collected during this period, they have gradually gotten back on track and started to increase food production.

But if a stronger force comes, it is not certain whether this stability can be maintained.

"Unfortunately, you guessed right." The man spread his hands, looking helpless.

"In the Free City, there is an organization called the Dead Souls. Over the years, they have gathered a large number of liches and necromancers on the Black Earth and spread the doctrine of death. They have been trying to break through the space and let the God of Death descend on this land."

"The God of Death..."

Brent and the people around him frowned when they heard this.

They had more or less heard some legends about gods, and if the god who controlled death came to this world, it would not seem to be a good thing for them.

What they need is a god like the Moon Goddess who can bring life and hope, so that this former kingdom of God can regain its glory.

Now that the Moon Goddess has disappeared for three hundred years, are the other gods finally unable to hold back?
……

"What did you say? Dream Forest is going to be sent?"

On the altar of the moon goddess.

Rhodes looked confused as he looked at Augla who was running towards him with a sad face.

No.

I'm watering it here properly.

Why is Dream Forest suddenly being sent?

You must be joking!

"I don't know either. The elders said that after three hundred years, the remaining power of the Moon God has become weaker and weaker, and it may not be able to support the Dream Forest for too long."

Augla said worriedly.

"Oh, you're talking about this, I thought it was some big deal."

Rhodes rolled his eyes at him after hearing this. That's it?

"Ah? No, it's the Dream Forest that's going to be destroyed! Aren't you worried at all? Or have you known about it for a long time?" Augula didn't expect him to react like this.

"What's so strange about that?" Rhode asked. "The Moon Goddess has been gone for three hundred years. It's pretty good that she can still hold on until now. We just need to do our own thing."

The Dream Forest was originally created by the power of the Moon Goddess.

Without the support of divine power, it was beyond Rhodes' expectations that the Dream Forest could survive until now.

No matter how powerful a plane is, it cannot withstand the passage of three hundred years, and it should be almost exhausted.

at this point.

He can feel it more as his strength increases.

Augla's words merely confirmed his guess, so he didn't feel that surprised.

In other words, being able to maintain stability for three hundred years is already very impressive.

"So...it seems so?"

With Augula's stubborn mind, he couldn't understand it for a while.

Hearing what Rhodes said, he seemed to think it made sense and finally stopped being so anxious.

"Well then, the woodland will be rebuilt soon anyway, and it will surely be restored to its previous state by then!"

Thinking of this, he happily ran outside to continue helping to plant crops, and ignored this matter.

But his words did serve as a reminder to Rhodes.

The Moon Goddess's remaining power is weakening, and it is not impossible that other gods will break through the planes and descend into the Dream Forest.

"It seems we need to quickly expand the forest and call in more high-level helpers."

Rhodes felt that the forest was now large enough to accommodate a sixth-level soul.

Just wait for the dark elves to deliver the next batch of Moon Stones and then expand it a little bit.

With more sixth-level helpers, plus the supplies he provided, there might be a chance to contain the seventh-level black beast and take the Dragon God's Mark.

Think of this.

Rhodes came to the canal, looked at the starlight moss that was growing well, collected some, sat down by the pool, and began to make spiritual potion.

It was already night.

The night gradually darkened.

The little ones who were tired of playing also ran back to the altar to find a place to rest.

Several soul deer came over curiously and lay beside him to watch him make the potion.

Perhaps because the magic power became increasingly strong, spots of light began to float above the pool of water.

With the star moss and yellow lantern trees planted around it, the entire pond becomes like a dream.

More and more little ones gathered, all running over to rest, drink water, and take root to recover.

[Successful production, obtained Spirit Potion (Advanced) x1]

Suddenly, a message popped up in front of Rhodes.

He was so focused that he was attracted by the word "advanced" and quickly checked the potion information.

[Mental Potion (Advanced): After taking it, it can greatly increase the strength of mental power. It is only effective for level 6 and below. 】

Made it! A potion that works on level 6!
Looking at the green potion in his hand, which had a noticeably richer scent, Rhodes was overjoyed.

This was his first time making a high-level potion. Apparently after reaching the second level, he already had a very low probability of being able to make a potion of this level.

He immediately drank a bottle of low-level potion and continued to work hard on making it.

Good luck this time.

Half a night had passed, and except for one bottle that was ruined due to distraction, 60% of the potions were intermediate and 30% were low-level potions.

The success rate is much higher than before.

But what made Rhodes happiest was the advanced potion. Including the first bottle, he successfully completed four bottles.

If Alpha drinks it, his level will at least be close to level seven, so he should have no problem holding back the level seven black water dragon.

"Done! Now we just have to wait for Suramar and the others to give us the Moonstone."

Rhodes stood up and stretched, and the bark made a crackling sound.

He shook the dew off the leaves on his head and then turned back to the altar.

I just happened to see the little thing and Big Bear running around on the altar, as if they were chasing something.

"What are you two doing here instead of going to bed?"

Rhodes walked forward in confusion and found that what they were chasing was not something on the altar, but a small thing that looked like a glittering jellyfish and came from nowhere.

They were about half the size of a palm, swimming up and down in the air, and there were more and more of them.

"Yeah!"

The little creature stepped on the big bear's back and almost caught one of them with a leap, but it was quickly dodged by the bear's swimming tentacles, as if it had life.

"Strange, where did this thing come from?"

Rhodes looked left and right, but couldn't find the source of the glittering jellyfish.

On the contrary, Augula and his people were running hurriedly from a distance with excited faces.

"The Spirit of Life! It really is the Spirit of Life!"

"Great! Our Dryad clan is saved!"

Spirit of life?

What the hell?
Rhodes looked puzzled.

As if seeing his confusion, Augla quickly explained: "The Spirit of Life is the original soul that can only be born in the place with the most vigorous vitality. It is the key to the birth of intelligence of all plants! Just like the Soul of the Jungle is the original form of all beasts and animals!"

"The birth of spiritual intelligence, does that mean new tree spirits can be born in your place?" Rhodes' eyes lit up after hearing this.

"Yes." Another Dryad said excitedly, "After these life spirits mature, they will spread to various places in the material plane and merge into the bodies of those plants, thus nurturing spiritual intelligence. This is how our Dryad clan was born!"

"Is there such a thing? Then I'll give it a try."

As he spoke, Rhodes called over the little tree man he had created with the branches of the Life Branch.

Then the spirit wrapped around one of the larger glittering jellyfish, which was the spirit of life, and sent it into the body of the little tree man.

Swish!
The moment the two touched, they quickly merged into one.

The empty eye sockets of the little tree man suddenly lit up with a faint soul light, and the information in front of his eyes disappeared.

"It has really become a living being."

Rhodes and Augla were extremely surprised. It was the first time they saw the birth process of a tree spirit.

With a soul, the little tree man in front of him can continue to grow like other little guys.

Perhaps it won't be long before it grows into a giant war tree like Augla and the others, or even an ancient tree of knowledge.

"interesting."

Rhodes became interested.

He also guided several other life spirits to try to merge with the flowers and plants in the plantation.

next second.

The flowers are blooming.

Little flower fairies like butterflies danced and flew away laughing.

This magical scene made Rhode wonder:

"Souls are born in the Dream Forest, and then they go to the outside world and become life. Where do souls go after death? The Abyss of Death?"

"It doesn't seem so." Augula thought, "The Death Abyss is the kingdom of the God of Death. Souls are also born there, but they are not called souls of life, but souls of the dead."

"In places with a strong smell of death, the souls of people will be transformed into undead after death. On the contrary, in places with more life force, the souls of people will enter the dream forest after death and start reincarnation again. The same principle should apply to the Sun God and the Demon God. They seem to prefer to call it heaven and hell?"

hiss--

Rhodes took a deep breath after hearing this.

How come he seemed to have heard something extraordinary by accident?
The birth, death and reincarnation of the soul.

So there is competition among gods?
So these life spirits were born because they absorbed those soul powers?

That's not to say.

Whoever controls more souls will have stronger divine power?

After all, the souls recovered from the Dream Forest will be released again later and become the lives of the natural race, which invisibly increases their own faith.

That's right.

Very reasonable.

Rhodes couldn't think of a more reasonable guess than this.

I was saying that I always felt a chill on my back, and it turns out that it was you bastards who were staring at me.

A battle of faiths, right?

I'm really good at this.

"Okay, then let's absorb more soul power and expand the Dream Forest!"

Rhodes clenched his fists, full of momentum.

But the next second, Augla poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Well, Lord Rhodes... With the current size of the forest, it should be able to give birth to only a few life spirits at most."

"..."

Forget it, I'd better just focus on farming and developing believers.

If you can't beat me, can't I just hide?
And Augula's words also gave him a reminder.

As the Moon Goddess' power gradually weakens, other gods may really reach out.

For example, those necromancers he had seen before, if not believers of the God of Death, what else could they be?
He must gather more helpers as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)