Chapter 74 Born in Nature, Return to Nature

"what is this?"

Rhodes looked at the gargoyle figurine in his hand and asked in confusion.

"Huh? She's willing to give me even this?"

Augla came over, looking surprised. "I've seen this thing before. It's a unique way for the demons to convey information. As long as you inject magic power into it, this little gargoyle will come alive and take the message you want to convey to its original owner. It's said to be very difficult to make."

"Remote communication method..."

Rhodes' eyes moved, and he looked at the gargoyle in his hand in surprise.

It was the first time he had seen such a thing, and he couldn't help feeling a little surprised. If there wasn't only one, he would have wanted to directly inject magic power into it to try out the effect.

As expected, every race has its own peculiarities.

After spending these few days together.

He also had a general understanding of the situation of the demon clan.

Although they do look ferocious, not all demons are as cruel and bloodthirsty as rumored.

The difference between good and bad lies only in the individual.

This might be the reason why the dream forest created by the Moon Goddess could accommodate countless races. He seemed to understand the meaning of the word "nature".

"Let's go, we should go back and prepare. The black moon will arrive in three days."

After putting away the gargoyle, Rhodes returned to the altar.

He did not plan to sow the next batch of wheat seeds immediately because no one knew what would happen when the black moon came.

And according to his estimation.

Wheat matures every ten-day period or so. Adding the preparation time in between, a month is just enough time to plant twice, so there is no need to rush.

"Only three days left?"

After hearing the word Black Moon, Augla no longer had the mind to think about anything else.

Although he doesn't care about those small fish, they can be very troublesome if there are too many of them.

If a black beast of level four or above were to appear, he probably wouldn't be able to take care of too much.

Thinking of this, he said, "Lord Rhodes, I will go back and wake up the tribesmen first, and come over to make preparations as soon as I am done."

With the current size of the Dream Forest, it was already at its limit to accommodate a fourth-order soul like him. It was simply impossible for him to get other members of the same clan to come and help.

So he has to do it himself.

If I can advance to level five within these three days, it should be safer.

After all, ever since he ate the black fruit last time, he has been very close to the fifth level.

At that time, you will be rewarded for guarding the woods.

Isn't he the great contributor to the Dream Forest?
Augula thought about it and it seemed like a good idea.

He quickly moved the wheat he was allocated to the side of the Tree of Life statue, preparing to take it back to the Sea of ​​Forest, which surprised the elders.

"Is there anything you need my help with?"

Rod came over and asked.

"Hehe, it really exists."

Augula rubbed his hands and looked at the statue next to him: "Sir Rhodes, please help me send all these wheat to our side."

"You can't bring it yourself?"

Rhodes was a little confused.

"How can that be possible? Only the Moon God can open the passage connecting the Dream Forest to the Sea of ​​Forests. You are the messenger sent by the Moon God. You have to come to do so many things."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Rhodes nodded, and then tried to communicate with the Tree of Life statue through his mind.

Then the scene flashed before my eyes, and it appeared on the altar of the tree spirits just like last time, and it was even clearer than last time.

It seems that after the restoration of the Tree of Life statue, the connection between the Dream Forest and the Dryad clan has deepened, allowing his consciousness to travel back and forth freely.

In contrast.

The statue of the moon goddess is just too lame.

I can only sense a faint spiritual aura, and I don't know if it's because the tree spirits are closer to the forest or for some other reason.

"It seems to be possible. I'll try to see if I can send it over."

As Rhodes spoke, he wrapped the wheat with his spirit and sent it all to the other side.

……

at the same time.

In the center of the sea of ​​forests.

The giant war trees that were performing routine prayers to the tree god totem suddenly felt a terrifying life fluctuation that was madly gathering on the totem.

boom!
A dazzling green beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping the entire altar.

The majestic breath of life startled the giant war trees and made them stand up one after another.

"what happened?"

"What happened?" Exclamations were heard everywhere, and even the sleeping elder opened his eyes.

Then, a hill of wheat appeared on the altar, and a rich breath of life instantly filled the center of the forest.

"This is... the wheat that Augla mentioned earlier!"

"It's God's messenger! It must have been sent by God's messenger!"

Long before.

They heard it from Augla.

The gods are planting a kind of wheat that they can use to absorb, restore life energy, and repair their souls.

So they quickly guessed what it was and were all shocked.

Because the breath of life contained in these wheats is so rich.

Just one puff made their souls much more stable and stopped showing signs of dissipating. It was simply a divine object!
wrong.

This is a divine object!
The Dream Grove is the kingdom of the Moon God.

Anything inside was beyond their imagination, even though the woodland was now dilapidated.

"Thank you for the reward, Lord God!"

"Quick, go check on Augla and see if he's awake."

They knew that all this was thanks to Augla.

If it weren't for him helping the gods to rebuild the forest, the tree spirits would not have received so many rewards. They must be rewarded well.

And as they were speaking.

Augla, who was protected in the distance, regained his soul and opened his eyes suddenly.

"How is it? Did you receive the things Lord Rhodes sent?"

As soon as he woke up, he looked around, seeming a little anxious.

Before he could see clearly, the tree spirits surrounded him.

"Ogula, you're awake."

"We have received the things."

"You're great, kid. I watched you grow up."

"You are the pride of our Dryad clan!"

The tree elves chattered incessantly, and Augla was flattered by the praise. The entire center of the Sea of ​​Forest was filled with a jubilant atmosphere.

Then they took the wheat given by Rhodes and went their separate ways to awaken their sleeping fellows and repair their damaged souls.

Augla also ran excitedly to the edge of the barrier to find his childhood friends, wanting to tell them the great news.

Wait until it's completely dark.

All the giant war trees gathered together again.

just.

The exact opposite of when I left.

Their expressions were extremely gloomy, and the laughter and joy just now were gone.

The leaves on the elder's body trembled slightly, and the entire area around the altar became eerily quiet.

A good while.

He took a deep breath and asked, "How is it? How many tribesmen have woken up?"

The words fell.

The forest became quiet again.

Each tree spirit lowered its head and said nothing.

Augula clenched his fists and resin flowed from his eyes.

"Only... more than twenty."

Finally, a hesitant voice sounded.

As soon as these words were spoken, the cheerful mood of all the tree spirits completely disappeared.

There are more than twenty people of the same clan, plus those who are awake now, there are less than forty people, which is much less than they expected.

It goes without saying that for those who have not woken up, their souls have probably already completely dissipated.

"Ugh……"

The elder sighed deeply and looked much older.

"Alright, alright... let them return to nature."

They are a tribe of tree spirits, born in nature.

This destination is not too bad for them.

At least.

They still have hope!

(End of this chapter)