Chapter 1101 (2/2)
The queen of the elves ordered.
At the next moment, the figure of pestilence Dharma God emerged from behind the rainy night. He opened his mouth with unquestionable words and exuded a strong momentum: ”I want the heart of the world tree of death.”
The fairy queen and the wood elder's pupil shrank.
”Of course? I will not ask for it in vain. I will suppress the life breath of the world tree to the extreme, and shorten its recovery time to a hundred years. ”
The elf queen is weighing the pros and cons, but the plague God has moved.
”I'm not talking to you. I'm telling you.”
Countless plagues fly into the heart of the world tree in an instant. The dead yellow spreads at the speed visible to the naked eye, and it will spread to all the heart of the world tree.
The fairy queen wanted to resist, but she couldn't move. She could only watch the pestilence caster. Her heart was dripping with blood and her anger was stirring.
But too low? Nothing can be done.
Outside? The prosperous world tree is withering at an alarming speed, and the elves are in chaos.
”What happened? Why does the world tree change? ””Go and call the patriarch.”
”What happened? Start emergency measures. ”
”The main hall is sealed, we can't enter, the patriarch seems to encounter an accident.”
”Attack, attack the hall, rescue the patriarch.”
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the elves are in chaos.
Rainy night, gentle for a while, a little at a loss, but also was fixed in place, unable to move, unable to voice, can only watch quietly.
One hour...
three hours...
five hours...
how long did it take? The heart of the world tree fell off and fell into the hands of pestilence.
Ka, the life breath of the world tree suddenly stops and disappears completely. The elves from the outside world? Scarlet eyes, going crazy, keep attacking the hall.
But the defense under the arrangement of pestilence God? How can it be broken so easily?
The spirit of the outside world has been attacking for three days day and night, but these three days? Defense is not moving, but the breath of the world tree is gradually falling, until now? Completely dead.
The queen of the elves roared in her throat, staring at the plague God as if she were killing people.
Put away the heart of this dead world tree? Have a look at the dry world tree? Pestilence is a seed of pestilence.
Plague? Is the representative of death, but the extreme of death? It is life, rich life.
The next moment, the surging breath of life spreads out and integrates into the world tree. With the help of this plague seed? The breath of the world tree is booming, and soon it reaches the young form.
”Well? The breath of the world tree? How could it be? ”
”The world tree has recovered? What happened earlier? Why is this so? ”
”Did you find out? The life breath of the world tree now? More vigorous than before, more high-end flavor of life? ”
”Can we say that the patriarch's closing the hall was to promote the world tree?”
The outside elves have guessed, take uncertain attention, and finally can only temporarily stop attacking the hall, waiting for the fairy queen to appear from it.
Re perception of the world tree and the rebirth of the world tree? All the anger in the elf Queen's heart was gone, replaced by a thick apology.
Pestilence? Actually, they are helping the elves