Lord of the Low Version System

Instead of admiring the later show, Tamil stroked the Shuren's body and felt the call in their hearts.

The tree people are planted on both sides of the railway, like two green promenades, more like two green walls.

Because of Mai Duyou's powerful assists, the tree people have separated from the Elves and fell from the bottom of their hearts to Tamil.

Even those tree people who are not yet born have a sense of instinct for Tamil.

In the future, new tree roots will sprout, and under the instruction of the older generations, the camp will be automatically selected.

Although Tamil does not have the Goblin talent for plant affinity, today, he has acquired capabilities far beyond Goblin's talent.

Every treeman is his eyes and eyes, his eyes, and his most loyal defenders.

Therefore, Tamil decided-I would build railways to every corner of the Titan Kingdom and every city on the Titan continent.

As for the seeds of the Shuren, the Elves love to give them, and it is nothing to give them, anyway, the Shuren have matured and will soon seed.

In other words, after returning to the Elves by train, Mai Duiyou recounted today's experience.

It's even more magical than Liu Qian's large teapot.

Witness anytime.

The elder elders were shocked when they heard about it.

Incredible!

There is something in the world that can catalyze tree people to grow instantly and have consciousness.

incredible!

This kind of thing is in the hands of the barbarians, not the elves of the sons of nature.

No, you must get it.

Mai Duiyou shouted sadly, "No, the barbarian said that the last ten were used up."

The Elf patriarch shook his head. "Whatever the savages say is calculated on a weekly basis, and it reappears every Monday."

I have to say that the elven patriarch still knew the barbarians very well.

So the elves prepare gifts and visit the Titan Kingdom.

Deep in the gloomy forest, a huge ancient tree with a crown stretching more than ten miles moved.

The ancient trees were lightly shaken, and hundreds of millions of leaves rang like waves.

On the trunk, a huge face emerged, and the old facial features wriggled and spread out.

"Ancient tree, you are awake!"

Around it, several other ancient trees also swelled and spread their leaves, and the original dark forest was instantly full of vitality.

The undergrowth shrubs seem to be miraculously nourished, they shoot quickly and sprout, and they bear fruit.

Even the plant-elves who were in it took a pleasantly deep breath, spit it out, as if they were born again, their bones were much lighter.

"Child ... what happened?"

"It was so packed with such a heavy gift that even the heart of nature was brought."

"This magical spar is a gift from the last elven king to the grass and elven clan."

"As an ancient tree, we don't value these foreign objects, but we want to know what happened."

"Is someone forcing the plant-elves to submit and offer compensation?"

Every sound is as thick as Foshan Yue.

Every character is as ancient as the stars.

They are not only ancient trees, but witnesses to history.

The traces of time and the accumulation of time are imprinted on them.

They are all sprouting branches of the world tree, the condensation of the world's will.

Elf patriarchs have experienced humility for thousands of years.

"Ancient tree, this is the thing ..."

The old tree of wisdom nodded, closed its eyes and communicated with the old tree.

"There is a small meeting every two years. Everyone talks about it. It may not be possible."

"Impossible! Unheard of."

"Maybe the predecessors of the class every year only know."

"Unfortunately, the predecessors of the class once a year have decayed in time."

"Even us, it's fast ..."

Soon, the ancient tree of wisdom opened its eyes.

"Our life is about to come to an end, we can no longer transform into human form, and we can no longer move the rhizomes."

"So, you can only attach a trace of spiritual power to you, and you will act as our walking in the world."

The elf clan chief kneeled on one knee. "Ancient tree, it is my honor to carry your will."

Soon, the elves took the train and a large number of gifts were loaded.

The spiritual ideas of the ancient trees are amazing, and they are full of admiration for the steel dragon.

"Curious ideas, magical masterpieces, is this the power of mechanics!"

"I always thought that only wood was the agency's first choice. I never thought that steel would work."

"The steel road on the ground is also magical. No matter how windy or rainy it is, you will not lose your way."

"The pavement under the Steel Road is weird."

"Sure enough, this should be cut from a giant tree that is several kilometers away."

"Yes, although their shape has changed, we can still clearly feel it."

The will of the ancient trees were all silent.

After all, the world tree is three kilometers high.

The World Tree is the only tree in the world that is more than a thousand meters high.

And the wood underneath does not have the breath of the world tree.

The ancient trees have been faintly aware of it, and combined with the description of the elven patriarchs, they have understood that the Titan Protoss may really be back.

The thought of the ancient trees here is all excited, if it is really the Titan Protoss, the problem will no longer be a problem.

"It moved! So powerful! Alas, its speed is still increasing ... increasing ..."

"Child, can you go to the core of it? We want to experience it up close."

The elven patriarch immediately rose.

When the barbarians recruited the polluting train personnel ~ www.readwn.com ~ the first choice was the elves, so the elves chiefs walked unimpeded all the way.

"I feel the heart of it! What a clever mechanism that inspired me."

"However, when urging the heart of this fire, flames are needed, which will devour many trees ... the bodies ..."

So all the old trees were silent.

This is indeed a problem.

How to solve it?

The ancient trees were lost in thought.

The train galloped, and the scenery on both sides passed by at a rapid speed.

Every treeman came into view, and the ancient trees didn't feel much about these low-level treemen.

However, near the Silver Hammer Stone Court, they saw some special treemen.

The whole body is green, as if there are green liquid flowing in the trunk and branches.

The most important thing is the awareness of these people.

"It is not in the same vein as our old tree consciousness."

"Our ancient trees can easily communicate with any plant, but we cannot communicate with them."

"I doubt it. Are they Shuren?"

"They are Shuren, but they have mutated!"

"They have no life's puppets, they have the possibility of evolution."

However, these tree people are too few, and the relatively speeding train is simply the white horse crossing the gap and passing by in a flash.

So the ancient tree asked the elven patriarch: Can you turn around?