Chapter 277 277. Let’s go, Elf Band!
The sails of the Ark.
These few words are enough to make Croya tempted - this will not only help his development, but also help Miya fulfill her wish.
The most important thing is to be able to solve the problems of the earth.
The current situation has seriously affected the pace of his farming and the progress of field development, especially the impact of the environment, which is simply unbearable for him.
In order for his farming work to proceed smoothly, he must intervene in this matter and end this chaos as quickly as possible.
So...
He winked at Talling.
The tower spirit, who had already been connected with Croya for a long time, knew what he was going to do just by receiving his gaze, and immediately started to act——
The light of Eden was caught by the tower spirit It was pulled out and slowly covered the sofa where Croya was sitting. Now Eden's light can affect part of reality.
With the light of Eden, even if the opponent is a god, he can still have the ability to counterattack.
After preparing everything, Croya continued to communicate with the consciousness: "What do you want me to do for you?"
"Movement." He replied: "The earth The music is repulsing me, I need you to help me adjust the music."
"The voice belonging to that despicable existence must be removed!"
The owner of the voice is obviously very excited.
But Croya, who was communicating with him, has always maintained absolute calm. The light of Eden is enough to block the furious roar of the god, and can also analyze the fluctuations of his divine power.
The flow of magic power flowed in Croya's eyes, and he clearly saw that the fluctuations of this god's divine power were exactly the same as those of the Mother Goddess of the Earth.
So is this god the Mother Earth?
He thought briefly, and then replied: "I need you to teach me the complete tuning magic."
"In return, I will help you tune the pulse of the earth."< br>
The current situation is obviously that He demands Him, not that He needs Him. He doesn't know that He is also eager to end this disaster, so of course He can sit back and raise the price.
"What?"
The voice suddenly became angry, even mixed with the impact of mental fluctuations, but it was all blocked by Eden's light.
"So are you willing or not."
Chloë said calmly: "I can block your mental power. You know the kind of loneliness that no one can communicate with. How painful does it feel?
Let me help you recall it, I hope you enjoy it. "
Saying this, he cut off the divine power simply and neatly.
The existence in the unknown gap suddenly felt that the surroundings were dark, and the cage was completely sealed again. There is only darkness and endless loneliness.
“Mortal! Mage! ”
“How dare you anger a god! ”
"Swear in the name of my god, you will be punished! You will suffer divine punishment!"
He was incompetently furious for a while, but the surrounding darkness still could not shake, and did not even react at all.
The feeling of being surrounded by the earth and trapped by his former authority made him clearly realize at this moment that this mage was the same as the mage he had seen in the past.
He is indeed a lunatic taught by Kong Yao Ark!
After a while, Croya slowly projected his consciousness in, still relying on the light of Eden.
The warm and bright sunshine dispelled the darkness, making the god in the cage feel a long-lost joy, and even felt like crying.
The earth is incomplete without the sun shining on it.
He finally compromised: "I can tell you the complete chapter of tuning magic, and say hello to the Ark for me."
After saying that, He simply told you the entire chapter of a poem. Passed to Croya without any hesitation.
Chloë quickly memorized the chapter completely.
My thoughts were in a daze for a while.
The full name of this chapter is: "The Tempo to Curb Reverie".
Its content is probably to praise the vastness of the earth. The pulse and rhythm under the earth are extremely regular, like a precisely played movement, without any dissonance.
The earth, which is supposed to tolerate all things, is extremely "selfish" in this chapter, or it is another way of eternal interpretation.
At this moment, he no longer had any doubts. This chapter of the earth was indeed the same poem of the original origin as the "Poetry of Rainbow Color".
Well, there is no way to learn.
Obviously there is a huge conceptual gap between the version of this thing and the "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" he is currently studying. In such an idealistic world, random study will definitely cause problems.
——Unless he is willing to forget "The Poem of Rainbow Colors".
That is absolutely impossible, so the full version of "The Tuning to Curb Reverie" can only be given up, but the ordinary version can still be learned.
He sat on the sofa and thought carefully for a while, waved his hand to disperse the light of Eden, and then decisively went to the fairy lake where Miya was enjoying life.
When he came here, it happened to be afternoon.
The hot sun shines on the vast lake. There are large tracts of daffodils growing on the lake. The bright blue light spreads over almost the entire lake, like a dream.
There is a tree house by the lake. Sunflowers, olive trees, lotus flowers, and even two gopher trees are planted in front of the tree house.
They are all magic plants. The magic fields they emit are extremely harmonious and surround the tree house, like a hazy mist surrounding the tree house.
Miya was lying on a lounge chair made of vines and flower branches in front of the tree house, slowly basking in the sun while enjoying the playing of the Gopher harp and the chorus of the elves.
Croya: "..."
Why do I feel that He is much more comfortable than me!
Should he say it or not, his angel mentor was indeed one of his sources of confidence. Seeing him leisurely here, he really calmed down.
He walked over briskly and naturally took the Gopher harp in his hands. A completely different movement from before came out from the vibration of his hands and strings.
It is a very precise and rigorous movement, every note and every tone is perfect, like the unchanging and eternal earth.
It forms an extremely sharp contrast with the cheerful and vibrant "Poetry of Rainbow Colors" played on the Gopher harp just now.
Mia, who was lying sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes wide.
He looked at Croya, but did not interrupt immediately. Instead, he sat up and listened to the complete music quietly before speaking slowly:
"The Chapter of the Earth."< br>
"...Was it given to you by the imprisoned ancient god, my friend."
As far as he knew, there was only one imprisoned ancient god in the entire continent of Semrio who still had this piece of music. The ancient god was once stabbed in the back and deprived of his divine throne.
Cloya put down the Gopher harp and nodded: "Yes, it's a magic I got from Mifein, and I accidentally contacted an ancient god."
< br>"I got this movement called the tune to curb reverie from Him, Miya... This is the chapter of the earth, right?"
Miya said: "That's right."
“This is actually one of the infinite chapters of the Earth Chapter. The ancient god relied on it to obtain the divine status of the Earth a long time ago.”
"The person of the poem of the original origin is far higher than this world. Even if it is just one piece, even just a part is enough for him to ascend to the throne of God."
He looked at Croya with a smile: "And You are so lucky to have a complete chapter. The colorful rainbow light is just one of your shining lights."
"There is another power that even I can't see through."
Croya blinked, already expecting it.
To be honest, he has been studying "Poetry of Rainbow Color" for so long, and he can really intuitively understand how convenient it would be to collect beliefs in this way.
You don't even have to think hard, you can easily get piles of faith, definitely faster than those missionaries.
The miracle of the sun really needs no introduction, even demons and gods will look up to it.
If he wants to collect faith and become a god of the sun, it will not be difficult, but he will probably have a head-on battle with the Holy See now.
"I am very aware of the changes in the earth." Miya looked at Croya and said: "But I can't tell you the reason directly."
His tone was a little apologetic: " Even I am not free. When I wanted to leave the world, I essentially encountered such a disaster.”
Such a disaster?
Ineffable?
Kloya understood a little bit - this is probably not just God, but also a higher level of power at work.
Obviously this is not something he can participate in now, so he is more curious: "Then will there be any problems if I participate in solving the dissonance of the earth?"
"No. ." Miya shook her head: "The earth is always the earth, and there can be many gods."
"You even need to ignore His request to you and just listen to the will of the earth itself. That is the most correct way."
"Sails, I don't need them anymore, the past must be in the past Time is passing by, and only by embracing the present can we move towards the future."
At this point, Croya finally fully understood.
It seems that Miya doesn't care about that old friend who may be related to him, so he can be bolder.
For example... let your own magic plants sort out the music instead of doing what the god said.
——In fact, that was what he originally planned to do.
He looked at the Gopher harp in his hand, then at the elves playing around, and decided to let them start working!
……
After some time.
In the Mage Tower Laboratory.
Croya stood in front of the thick potato culture tank, stretched out his hand and gently touched its leaves.
“I know you feel the changes in the earth.”
“I also know that you are eager to solve this pain for your mother.”
“Please You remember, the earth is always the earth, and the only thing you have to listen to is the earth itself."
With that said, the tower spirit has helped Croya guide the light of Eden, and the light presents a holy white color. It flows slowly like milk into the leaves of the thick potato.
These lights are actually one of the by-products of Eden. Simply put, they are the spirituality harvested from the god Emissary Moss.
As a powerful god of light, Deimos possesses spirituality that is as boundless as the sea. He will unconsciously radiate this spirituality in his sleep. Logically speaking, it cannot be reused, but through the filtration and purification of the magic plant, Croya turns into this white liquid, which can replenish the spirituality of the magic plant or monster.
Now Croa needs to encourage the growth of the seedlings, let the thick soil potato give birth to an elf, and let it learn the "Tune of Containing Reverie", and then the Gopher wood elf will pass the "Tour of the Earth" The Elf Orchestra] borrowed its power.
In this way, the Gopher wood elves do not need to learn this kind of magic to have this kind of power, and it will not conflict with "Poetry of Rainbow Colors".
"You must fulfill my expectations."
"Only in this way... can I trust the earth."
Cloya sighed softly and injected more power into Hou Tushu Among the leaves, it began to be engraved at the same time.
What is engraved is an incomplete version of the "tuning" magic.
After laying the foundation in this way, it should be able to learn the full version quickly.
[Successful engraving, thick soil potato (tuning)]
[This magic will change the basic structure of the magic plant. 】
With the prompt of successful magic engraving, the thick soil soaked in the milky white light is changing, and its leaves and roots... seem to be withering.
But its fruit becomes more rounded.
The thick-soiled potatoes, about the size of a fist, are round and round as if painted by an artist. The leaves, roots and vines all provide magic and spirituality to these fruits.
About three minutes later.
The round thick potato fruit is lying quietly in the soil. The mother plant has turned into a strip as thick as a finger. It seems that it has been disconnected, but in fact there is a mysterious force connecting it. holding them.
Change is temporarily stalled.
Housutudu lived up to Croya's expectations, although absorbing spirituality in this way was much more painful than pulling out a seedling in the physical sense.
But it still persisted and absorbed a thousand milliliters of spiritual juice.
What is the concept of one thousand milliliters?
The spirituality of a newly born elf is about three hundred milliliters, which is equivalent to absorbing the spirituality of three and a half newly born elves.
So much spirituality, its remaining leaves and fruits are exuding a milky white halo. It is obviously just an ordinary thick potato, but it looks so holy.
The birth of spirituality is of course a matter of course.
Changes continue at this moment.
The remaining vines and roots of the thick soil potato first revealed a small, seemingly stunted elf.
Then the thick potato fruits that were already bigger than its roots popped out one after another.
These elves look chubby in appearance, with thick earthy-yellow wings behind them, and their facial features and limbs are only slightly human-like.
As soon as they appeared, they couldn't wait to surround the elves of the mother plant and sang a uniform music together.
The loud and clear child's voice mixed with the slightly deep and hoarse voice of the mother plant elf, so harmonious and harmonious.
[The transformation of this magic plant has been completed. It will have a special connection with its fruit that ignores spatial distance and the influence of most magical environments. 】
【When this magic plant uses "Tuning", it will play with its children, and the effect of the performance will increase according to the number of children. 】
【After the performance is successful, the chaotic temperament will be adjusted. 】
【Please enter the correct rhythm in time. 】
Cloya was slightly startled: "The correct rhythm..."
When he was engraving this magic, he had already recorded the rhythm covered by the Heart of the Earth before. Isn't it right?
If even the melody of the Heart of the Earth is not right, then that means the voice of the Earth Mother is also wrong, then...
Thoughts were tumbling in his mind, and in the end he didn’t have himself. He made a decision, but asked these elves: "Can you play the correct temperament? I mean, the temperament suitable for the earth."
The elves who answered him were all shaking their heads. nod.
So he laughed.
"Then I leave it to you."
"Go, learn this magic, and spread the correct melody on the earth."
He wrote "The Tuning to Curb Reverie" He handed it over to the elf of the mother plant, and then watched the winged potato elves leave surrounded by the mother plant elf.
Taling seemed to sense Croya's thoughts and asked curiously: "Are you so relieved?"
"Of course." Croya nodded: "I just told Miya The earth is still the earth, but there are many gods
Only the elves who grow on the earth know what music the earth really needs. "
"..." Talling was silent for a moment: "This may lead to the intervention of the Church of the Mother Earth. "
Croya said nonchalantly: "It depends on whether they believe in the earth or the mother goddess of the earth. Besides, my Eden is almost finished, and I'm really looking forward to the power of Deimos. "
Of course there is a gap between light and the sun in the narrow sense. What kind of combat power does Deimos, filled with the Eden of "Poetry of Rainbow Colors", possess...
He is really looking forward to it.
...
A few days later, on the other side.
The elves gathered together.
Water elves in the form of mermaids, flowing river elves, grass elves that look like a ball of weeds, tree elves with wrinkles on their faces just after birth, and a large number of thick potato elves...
All the elves born in the entire northern territory gathered here without landing. They also felt the changes in the earth and wanted to do something for the earth.
So after the thick potato elves completely learned what Croa gave it, they gathered together.
And there is a special being in the team.
That is Treden, the little prince of the mermaid tribe!
He was originally born in the white sunlight of Croya's "Poetry of Rainbow Colors". Although the blood of the mermaid royal family gives him the power to control the ocean, he also likes to sing under the bright sunshine.
So I specially participated this time and brought a piece of spiritual grass.
The Gopher wood elf stood at the front of the team, holding a harp that was almost as big as it in his hand, and his little face that looked like Croa was full of anticipation.
Then it waved its hand heavily: "Let's go!"
After giving the order, all the elves walked on the dry and cracked ground. Even the cloud elves tried their best to transform into two feet. walking.
Only by having such close contact with the earth can they feel the sadness and pain of the earth and provide corresponding solutions.
The orchestra of the elves played different sounds, but under the unification of the Gopherwood elves, they all became a symphony that was not noisy at all, but rather grand, unique to the elves.
They are the darlings of the earth and nature, and singing in the sunshine is enough to cause the elements to stir.
Lights of various colors shine around this special little team, like a rainbow gradually unfolding on the dry land.
Even some Warcraft have joined in - bears, tigers, lions, birds, squirrels, rabbits...
This scene is the same as the moment when the elves were born. At that time, they were born from the embrace of the earth and nature, and this moment is the time when they want to repay the earth and nature.
The Gopher wood elf headed by him kept playing the harp in his hand, borrowing the power of the tune that the thick soil potato elf had learned through the engraving.
When the substantive music falls to the ground, the ground will respond, just like an echo, but the sound is mixed with some obviously discordant sounds.
“Noisy sound!”
“That’s the wailing of the earth!”
“Boss Gopher wood, clean it up quickly!”
Whenever this discordant sound occurs, the elves will scream.
Then the Gopher Wood Elf will increase its supply of magic power and forcefully intervene with powerful magic power that is about to reach the legendary level.
Treden, the mermaid prince, will also use his magic power along with the Gopher Wood Elf. His body will sparkle with the dreamy moonlight, surging waves, and blazing white sunlight.
The three powers do not conflict at all. Occasionally, there is also the white and silver phantom magic that is swayed by the wisdom grass.
Then other elves swarmed in - their powers are different, but they all come from nature and the earth.
Clear water, misty clouds, thick soil, beating fire...
Various elemental sounds rushed to fall into the earth, and under the command and integration of the Gopher wood elves, the earth became full of vitality again.
The dry and cracked ground has returned to its former green color.
No, not just green.
Some special lands even have surging clouds, flowing water, and small erupting volcanoes.
That is a special elemental landform!
Such elemental landforms inherently possess extremely abundant elemental magic power. Depending on the magic power and the surrounding environment, some special magic plants and magic beasts will be born.
There used to be many mages who wanted to intervene artificially to create such elemental landscapes to satisfy their own research and daily meditation.
It would be too generous if there was such a reward just for helping the earth restore life.
The Gopher Wood Elf at the front of the team was thoughtful.
As the conductor of this elf band, it is able to detect the very abnormal flow of magic power and changes in music in the earth.
Especially when these elves help the earth adjust its rhythm, the counterattack force is clearly two different but similar divine powers!
‘So it is really a battle between gods. ’
It is really not stupid. It is keenly aware of some truths, and even guessed the possible counterattack from the two gods.
But so what?
Now its goal is to restore the entire northern land to the most suitable rhythm. Other than that, the gods are not at all among its considerations.
So it played the tune more cheerfully.
Leading the elves forward.
The target is the entire northern territory!
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