Game of the World Tree

　　 A dazzling light bloomed from Al’s body, and the orc carrying him suddenly let out a scream, and the whole body began to age rapidly, turning into fly ash in an instant...

　　 At the same time, with the ethereal hymn, countless bright green photons flew from the ground.

　　 They rise slowly, like elemental elves dancing, densely packed, countless, endless...

　　 For a time, the forest seemed to be immersed in a green ocean.

　　 The green photons circled the players on the field, continuously spinning and circling, and then scrambling to get into their bodies.

　　 Under the surprised eyes of the players, their injuries began to recover quickly, and even the broken limbs gradually grew back.

　　The seriously injured oak tree guard Basaka gradually came to life under the photon's embrace, and re-twitched branches from the vigorous branches, and soon the other half of the body was completely annihilated!

　　 The plants on the ground began to grow rapidly with the appearance of photons, budding and spreading leaves, and then blooming flowers...

　　 In a blink of an eye, a avenue paved with colorful flowers appeared on the ground, and all places were covered by greenery and sea of ​​flowers...

　　 And countless butterflies composed of photons began to revolve around Al, pouring into his body under his somewhat confused eyes.

　　 The aura on El's body began to grow rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it crossed the level of black iron and broke through to silver...

　　 Everything is like a miracle.

　　 De Marcia's eyes widened, and she looked at the elf Xiao Zhengtai who was all over the body incredibly, and rubbed her eyes severely:

　　 "Fuck! Is Masata the NPC that triggered the plot?"

　　 Then, he glanced at his character column that was completely restored to his health, and subconsciously pinched his thigh.

　　 does not hurt...

　　 But he quickly reacted, and while turning up the pain, he pinched it again, and breathed a breath of excitement:

　　 "Not a dream! It's a story animation!"

　　 Seeing this sudden change, the orcs were stunned.

　　 An unprecedented sense of crisis hit Heishi's heart. He subconsciously wanted to shout and order everyone to escape, but then he was shocked to find that he had lost control of his body...

　　At this time, the half-orcs discovered that countless photons were attached to their bodies and controlled their actions.

　　 Immediately afterwards, a sacred and mighty breath suddenly came to the scene. Under the shocking eyes of everyone, the flying photons continued to rotate on the ground, finally forming a human form...

　　 That is an existence whose whole body is shrouded in the holy light. She is wearing a sacred and noble long dress, wearing a supreme divine crown, long silver hair reaching her waist, and her magnificent and mysterious purple eyes gleaming with bright light.

　　 An inviolable sense of majesty struck everyone's hearts.

　　 The players just glanced at them and lowered their heads involuntarily, and there was an impulse to worship from the heart...

　　 Although it was only a glance, the extraordinary figure, as if it had been engraved in their minds, could no longer be removed.

　　 Bassaka looked at the noble figure in the holy light, and his expression became extremely enthusiastic in an instant.

　　 He stood up on the ground, and then bowed down respectfully, his voice from the vicissitudes of life was extremely solemn:

　　 "Praise... my lord!"

　　 Alice also fell into enthusiasm, she also knelt down, and her clear voice was pious and solemn:

　　 "Praise... my lord!"

　　 A dozen half-orcs looked horrified.

　　 In their eyes, they only saw a glare of holy light, and they could not see clearly.

　　For an instant, they felt tingling in their eyes and soul at the same time.

　　 Accompanied by a scream, their eyes shed blood and tears...

　　 Don't look at God directly!

　　In other words, without the permission of the true god, no one can look directly at the true god!

　　 For a while, everyone understood.

　　Eve Uktrahir, the mother of nature, the goddess of life, and the master of the elves, has personally descended into the incarnation!

　　 The goddess first glanced at her two loved ones, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then slowly walked towards Al.

　　 Every time she took a step, a bunch of flowers bloomed on the ground, as if praising the miracle of life.

　　 The wildly growing plants bend over slightly with her movements, as if paying homage to the supreme being.

　　 Al stared blankly at the sacred figure gradually approaching him, his brain blank.

　　 The goddess came to him, stretched out her arm, and gently stroked his forehead:

　　 "Remember your vows."

　　 Her voice is sacred and majestic, with a touch of sweetness and kindness.

　　 And with her caressing, Al's forehead bloomed with a holy brilliance, and a tree symbol symbolizing the mother of nature appeared, and then gradually disappeared...

　　Also, the aura on El's body has changed again. Although he did not continue to increase his strength, it seems to be slightly different...

　　 There seems to be a sacred smell on his body.

　　 That seems to be a sublimation of life level.

　　 Following the movement of the goddess, countless photons began to revolve around the two of them, and faintly sacred hymns came...

　　 "God's favor! It's a god's favor!"

　　 Seeing everything on the court, Basaka looked enthusiastic.

　　 After hearing what Basaka said, the players also recovered from the shock. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　They raised their heads, and when they saw the figure like a knightly gift and the light effect of the dazzling Holy Spirit, they were all stunned...

　　 This is the third time the players have seen the figure of the goddess after the character was created and the first plot task was issued.

　　 But different from the previous two times, this time the goddess incarnation seems to be more real, more majestic and sacred, and the gorgeous special effects that come are more shocking than before...

　　 There is no rhetoric that can describe the current mood of the players. If so, there are only two words-"fuck"!

　　 "Al."

　　 At this time, the goddess spoke again.

　　 Her gaze turned to the remaining half-orcs on the field, and her voice was extremely majestic:

　　 "They are yours."

　　 Hearing what the goddess said, Al turned his head blankly and looked at the orcs who were struggling and covering their eyes and crying...

　　 For a time, his expression was a little complicated.

　　 Grandpa once told him to respect life and treat others graciously...

　　 Grandpa once told him that all creatures make mistakes, but as long as they know their mistakes and correct them, they deserve to be forgiven...

　　 But at this moment, Al hesitated.

　　 For an instant, the picture of the tribe being slaughtered once again appeared in his mind...

　　 The smirk of the orcs, the wailing of the tribe, the despair of the broken family.

　　Why is it that the elves can't defeat the enemy even though they have great strength?

　　Why did the silver race, which is obviously glorious, become the target of the black iron race?

　　 Ai's expression changed several times, and finally gradually became firm:

　　 "The kindness to the enemy is the cruelty to oneself!"

　　 took a deep breath and picked up a machete on the ground.