Chapter 133 133. Angel: This is the right way
“Then let’s get started.”
After filtering out all the distracting thoughts, Croya picked up the magic field vine and followed it communication of consciousness.
“Please.”
The magic crystal grapevine trembled slightly to indicate that it was ready.
Kloya carefully inserted it into Mir's scar, and the magic field grapevine immediately began to absorb the magic power inside, extending its roots into it.
It began to expand within a few breaths, and soon covered Mir's scars, tightly fitting, as if there was a luminous decoration behind his back.
At the same time, under Croya's control, it began to slowly enter the blood vessels near Mir's wound. As an elemental magic plant, it could shrink to the point where it was almost undetectable.
It stands to reason that there will be no problems such as clogging of blood vessels.
But even so, Mir still had a strong rejection reaction - his body temperature began to rise and he began to have obvious spasms and twitches.
"No." Mir gritted his teeth, veins popping out.
This situation is expected, Croya has already prepared the record.
"You have to be patient." Croya waved to the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree and at the same time poured the power of the Serenade into Mir's body.
The music forms one chain after another in the form of notes, rotating around Mir's body, while playing a peaceful tune.
This is reconciliation and sharing.
Cloya is using his magic power to share his pain.
It is better for two people to bear it than for one person. His tolerance for pain is indeed very high, and he does not feel too uncomfortable.
The Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree also immediately transferred its magic power to Croya continuously, acting as a magic power amplifier.
With the addition of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree, the sound of music echoed in the laboratory, and soon came into contact with the thick soil potatoes on the side.
This thick-soil potato has been harvested in batches, and new potatoes are growing. It has been there steadily, and it does not look like a product blessed by the power of the Mother Earth.
After feeling the pain-filled music, it actually began to touch the music with its head and head, and conveyed a sense of tolerance and expectation.
It's like...looking forward to passing on these pains to it.
Cloya felt its consciousness.
"You..."
Frowned and glanced at it, tentatively sending out a magic power to let it "enjoy" the pain caused by this body rejection reaction.
As a result, this thick-soiled potato was actually delicious.
Its consciousness is transmitted -
"More..."
"The pain is borne by me."
With the consciousness, It is the magic power it extends, mixed with a hint of golden-green magic power, that actively connects to the magic power flow formed by the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree.
"The power of the Mother Goddess of the Earth?"
Cloya was stunned for a moment when he felt this power, and then tried to give it more pain. In the end, it really didn't refuse at all. Take it.
It even reflected a strange spiritual fluctuation, like the vast expanse of land, full of weight and indescribable kindness.
It actively joins the music of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree.
Under the influence of this mental fluctuation, not only is Mir's pain being eliminated, but also the crack behind him is gradually calming down.
Under such comfort and care, Mir collapsed directly and then fell asleep, with a very comfortable expression on his face.
"What is going on?" Croya was surprised: "The power of the Mother Goddess of the Earth is actually effective on the scars of these victims?"
This is indeed something he did not expect.
Could it be that the mineral veins are in the earth, and they got this disease in the mineral veins, so it works.
He felt that his guess was very possible, and could even be expanded upon - could this also be a curse from the earth?
For example, the curse of the goddess of wealth that we saw before.
In order to verify his guess, he pondered for a moment and ordered King Mu Yaoqu Vine: "Take out the third bottle from my cabinet!"
The latter immediately stretched out the vine to pull it out. A bottle containing golden-green divine power was taken out.
“Open it!”
As soon as the words fell, a golden portal suddenly formed in the air beside it, and the angel flapped its wings and flew out.
He came straight to the thick potato plant.
Gently stroking the leaves of the latter with his fingers, he whispered: "The mother of the earth has fallen asleep, and her pain and uneasiness have affected the magic of the etheric world and the mineral veins of this world.
Been The little plant blessed by Him~ Please accept His pain and help Him soothe all uneasiness...
In this way, it will take care of you.
In this way, you are good. "< br>
Following the aria-like melody of the angel, the bottle held by the Miyao Quvine King was opened silently, and the divine power of the Mother Goddess inside surged towards the thick soil potato under the control of the angel.
At the same time, the angel looked at Croya.
"Fortunate friend, friend illuminated by the sun...please give me your pearl."
He stretched out his hand.
"Huh? Pearl?" Croya was still thinking about the news that the Mother Earth was asleep. It took him a second to realize that he was referring to the pearl that Rob gave him not long ago. .
“Here you are.”
He took out the pearl, and it immediately floated towards the angel.
After the latter took it, he lowered his head and said to the pearl: "Sleeping in the sea, you have gathered countless magic powers..."
The angel stroked the pearl with his fingers.
The outer shell of the pearl began to melt instantly, and a small four-leaf clover appeared inside. The four-leaf clover flew into Croya's hand as soon as it appeared. It had a smooth, crystal-like texture.
"Lucky friend, this belongs to you...please learn this sky magic." The angel also flew over and kissed Croya gently on the forehead.
A stream of information gently poured into his consciousness.
That is a magic, a magic that must be activated by the power of the Mother Earth Goddess.
It's called...acceptance.
After Croya finished reading the function of this magic, his expression suddenly became a little complicated, and he asked the angel: "Why do you want to give me this magic?"
"You are Do I need to meet any conditions to give me magic? "
The angel looked at Croya, this time he did not pretend to be stupid or remain silent, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in his pupils.
It seems to be in the shape of a mushroom.
With this light, like the finishing touch, he suddenly became extremely agile, exuding a strong aura of compassion and sadness.
He made a voice: "Fortunate people, people illuminated by the sun... You are on the right path, different from the Ark. I hope this knowledge can give you some help."
The light in His eyes after saying this Just gradually disappear.
It returned to that beautiful, but angelic image without any radiance.
He admitted that he was the Ark. Then things can be connected in series.
“That’s it.”
Cloya murmured to himself: “In the notes, the Ark relies on the power of the sky, and the people living in it will always enjoy beauty and tranquility. "
To be honest, he already felt something was wrong when he read this story. The world is constantly moving forward, and if it remains unchanged, it will only be eliminated in the end.
Relying on the power of Kong Yao to enjoy forever, the world inside may be a pool of stagnant water, and may even go to extremes and cause some turmoil.
This is probably the truth behind the crash of the Ark.
On the contrary, what Croya is doing is always moving forward - helping the magic plants evolve, helping the monsters evolve, and even helping people and the tortured.
From bad to good.
Compared with Ark’s immutability, this should be the right way, the way forward.
What it means is that as long as Croya keeps doing this, it will provide knowledge and help.
“I am pretty awesome to be recognized by Ark like this.” Croya smiled proudly.
If you think about it carefully, it is true: the magic plants and magic beasts he transformed are already brand new species, and they are indeed changing and evolving.
Presumably Fang Zhou would feel quite complicated when he saw him doing this.
“But why did He call me lucky, illuminated by the sun?”
“Did He see my rainbow poem?”
“That lucky one? What is it again... Well, speaking of it, I am indeed quite lucky so far."
These are the things he can't think of anyway. The amount of information is really too little.
Without thinking much, he first stopped the magic field grapevine, then stood up and walked to the thick potato, and began to imprint the new magic he had just learned on it.
[Successful engraving, thick soil potato (acceptance and operation)]
[Within a certain period of time when magic is cast, it can accept all the power coming from the outside world and transform it into the corresponding magic. 】
【This magic requires the power of the Mother Earth to be cast. 】
“You cast this magic.” Croya touched the thick potato lightly and placed the four-leaf clover that appeared in the pearl on its leaves.
The four-leaf clover began to melt the moment it came into contact with the leaves, and the huge power began to be integrated into Hou Tutu's body.
It is not a magic plant, but a magic-containing treasure similar to a magic crystal. It contains naturally formed magic.
It is a magic called "emotional soothing".
This power is greater than the power reserve of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree, and it contains a very special gentle power.
Soon, Hou Tushu absorbed all these powers.
A new prompt came——
[The current "acceptance and operation" of Hou Tushu has changed and changed to: the fruit of Hou Tushu's soul. 】
【It will be able to accept the pain of life on the earth, gestate and accommodate it within its own fruit. 】
【After the fruit matures, these painful emotions can be separated. 】
【This magic imprint is an exclusive effect. 】
“Fruit of the soul, I didn’t expect that a thick potato like you could be so powerful.”
Kloya praised it a few words and watched it absorb the pain and grow. A potato-like fruit.
"Potato of the soul? Haha, I really want to see how mature you are."
He laughed dumbly, shook his head and returned to Mir to continue the "surgery".
This time it went quite smoothly. Since Hou Tushu absorbed all Mir's pain, the rejection reaction seemed to be much less.
About ten minutes later, the magic crystal grapevine successfully arrived at Mir's cyclone location.
It absorbs the magic power from Mir's scar through its roots and begins to bear fruit, replacing the cyclone and providing Mir with magic power.
“Phew.” Croya wiped his sweat.
Having reached this step, it is 90% complete, and the only thing left is to see if Mir can successfully mobilize this magic power.
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