Chapter 110 110. Ether Demon Moss, Leaves of the Void Moon
The pale white branches of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree have penetrated deep into Mir's wound.
But...it never reached its head.
Based on the length, it is definitely more than three or four meters. How could this be the depth that an ordinary person should have in his body?
Not to mention that as the branch went deeper, its astral body showed that something was attracted to it and had stuck to its body.
Not only does it stick to it, but I also want to assimilate it.
Can level four magic plants be assimilated?
Chloe thought that this thing sounded incredible, but it was the fact. The Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree showed great pain, and even the music was discordant.
If this situation continues, there will obviously be some problems.
He said without any hesitation: "Come back!"
The first is that there is real danger inside.
The second thing is that something is not right about Mir. The guy's body began to twitch, his eyes began to roll, and there was an obvious reaction.
The third thing is...bringing it out now is just the right time to see what is trying to assimilate the branches of the Swan Recorder Tree.
The branch gradually rose slowly under Croya's order. At first, what it brought out on the surface was the magic power that appeared as a liquid solid.
To be honest, these magic powers are actually quite pure.
It is the kind that he can separate and stabilize at will and then store it in the Swan Recorder Tree for use.
But Croya didn't care. He stared at the branches closely. As more of them were pulled out, the originally white branches began to change color.
There is an extremely deep blue-purple halo attached to it.
Thick and dripping down, like blood.
At this stage of extraction, it is about ten meters, and the remaining five or six meters are the key.
Croya watched without blinking.
Sure enough, when the last section of the branch was pulled out, there was a flash of space fluctuations, and some moss also appeared.
That is also blue-purple moss.
It presents a translucent element structure that looks so small that it can almost be said to be glued to the branches.
Continuously absorbing the magic power of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree, it itself is gradually becoming full.
Like an inflated balloon.
"This is..." Croya felt that it was absorbing the magic power around it, not just the magic power of the swan recorder tree, but also the magic power wandering in the air.
And the speed of absorption is quite fast, almost like an energy-absorbing magic circle.
The omnipotent star spirit body engraving technique gives the answer - ether moss.
"Ether?"
Croya took a breath of cold air, quickly took the astral crystal bottle, and used physical means to put the small piece of moss, which was no more than the size of a finger, into it.
After closing the lid, it immediately fell silent.
"Huhuhu." Croya took several deep breaths before calming down. He stared at the moss in the vial with bright eyes.
Ether moss!
If it is really the ether he knows, then he is really lucky.
In the early stages of learning knowledge, a mage must learn some basic plane knowledge: as we all know, there are countless sub-element planes in the world, representing various magic elements.
What about earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness...
But these are all variants of magic elements. They have been explored by mages for a long time, and many introductions and explanations have even been left.
There is only one kind of world that the mages call the "etheric realm" that is particularly mysterious. Only a few people have entered it, and the records left behind are even less.
It is said that it is a special plane that surrounds all planes but cannot be entered at will, but it actually exists.
There are absolutely pure magic elements inside, without any attributes, just pure magic.
To put it simply, it is the same as the magic crystal.
The most versatile magic crystal is one that does not have any elemental attributes.
But this most basic non-attribute magic power is the cornerstone of the entire mage civilization.
“Is it really the moss from the etheric realm?”
He still couldn’t believe it, so easily got the moss from the etheric realm?
Also, why is there moss from the etheric realm in the crack on Mir's body? Is this crack connected to the etheric realm?
If this were the case, Mir would definitely be imprisoned by the archmages and dissected.
A stable entrance to the etheric realm is equivalent to a pure magic power vein that will never be exhausted. What infinite magic power will cause is simply unimaginable.
Many complicated thoughts flashed through my mind at the same time.
He rubbed his brows to calm himself down.
After taking a look at the particularly well-behaved ether moss in the bottle, he asked Mir: "How do you feel now?"
The latter had stopped twitching and looked confused. Replied: "I feel very comfortable, my body is not as painful as before."
"Really? Is it because the magic power was extracted?"
"Maybe." Mir He was also a little hesitant: "You also know that after being infected with this disease, you can feel that you are being swallowed and eroded all the time.
But now I am very relaxed, I don’t feel that way anymore."
< br>"Is that so." Croya thought thoughtfully, and then said: "Then I'm going to try the second step. I'll let it extract the magic power from your wound. If you feel uncomfortable, call stop immediately. . ”
He planned to try to drain out the magic power, and then see the situation inside to see if there was really a space crack inside.
Mier nodded: "Okay."
Without saying anything else, Croya personally resonated the magic power with the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree this time, and it once again extended its branches to Mir's wound.
Only this time it did not go deep, but slowly began to absorb the magic power inside.
Wisps of blue halo are extracted from inside, and then separated and stabilized by Cloya, like soft music, flowing towards the mouth and finger holes of the swan recorder tree .
They occupy a finger hole alone and are not integrated with the water magic power and sun flame magic power that are already flowing.
One second, two seconds...
One minute, two minutes...
Time passed slowly, and the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree always maintained a well-proportioned shape. Speed draws magic.
Mier's expression became more and more comfortable.
There was even a relieved smile on his face.
Feedback will be given to Croya every half minute:
"I feel very good!"
"There is no pain in my body at all."
"Ah! The Holy Spirit is above!"
At this time, Orpheus Swan The total amount of magic power absorbed by the recorder tree should have exceeded the magic power of a hundred magic crystals.
The magic power inside the crack across Mir's back is also decreasing at a slow speed, and the spine and internal organs deep in his wound can be clearly seen.
“Continue.” Croya felt that we were getting close to the truth.
He continued to let the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree absorb its magic power. After a few more minutes, the "water level" of the magic power seemed to have reached its lowest point.
Just when he probed his head to see what was going on inside.
Suddenly, extremely violent magic burst out from inside.
The cracks were filled in just an instant, not only more than before, but also more violent, like a rushing tide.
Mir said "Oh" and fell to the ground in pain, struggling and twitching.
Watching his friend struggling in pain, the Magic Feather Cloud Snake mustered up the courage to plead with Croya: "Master, please help him!"
Faced with this situation, Croya calmed down instead: "As expected, it still doesn't work?"
If it were so easy to find out the truth, it would be impossible to release Mir like this.
He sighed helplessly. He definitely wanted to help. It became like this because of his own reasons.
Kloya bent down and placed his palm on Mir's back. Its own magic forms an orange movement, beating, full of tranquility and joy.
The music beat and flowed into Mir's body.
Orange light flowed in his veins, and life flowed into the cracks on his back.
This is actually equivalent to Croya using his own magic power to soothe the violent magic power.
Of course, he also made secondary preparations - the crystal bottle containing the Void Moon Divine Tree was brought over. While Croya calmed down the magic power, he transferred the too violent magic power through himself to Inside the Xuyue Sacred Tree.
The sacred tree standing quietly inside the bottle welcomes all comers.
And no matter how violent the magic is, it will completely calm down after flowing into its branches and become the fuel that fills its branches.
Because it has the ability to suppress restless magic power. After all, its name is "Calm down the trembling in the sea".
Just like that,
While soothing the magic power, Croya threw all the surging magic power into the False Moon Sacred Tree.
In this process, due to the influence of his magic power, it is inevitable to feel more things - there should indeed be a space crack deep in the crack in Mir.
It’s just that the shape of the space rift is a bit strange.
It seems to be spreading magic all the time, not expanding, but transforming the surrounding "environment" to make yourself more comfortable.
Once something destroys the balance of these magic powers, it will immediately riot and fill the cracks with magic power again.
"Is there life?" Croya couldn't help but muttered a few words.
He could feel that the space rift seemed to enjoy the magical harmony he created with the tranquil serenade and the swan recorder tree.
I don’t even care about his secretly poking at him.
However, this situation did not last long.
After about half an hour, his magic power was rejected, and the crack in Mir's scar completely stabilized.
It disappeared completely as if it had disappeared.
Croya could only take back his magic power, and glanced at the Void Moon Sacred Tree with some lingering interest.
‘The harvest this time is really big... huh? ’
He suddenly noticed a crescent-shaped leaf appearing on the branch of the Xuyue Sacred Tree that was completely lit up.
It sent out a thought——
“Help me...”
"Knowledge..."
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