Chapter 122 - Construction Of The Sects Ground (1/2)
Apparently, the long term of the major rich areas like Domeniul Ceresc's type of mystical plant spirits were determined by the first few arriving batch of variants. Their presence subconscious wavelength affected the spawn type of the forest. This was also the case when it comes to mystical biomes, dungeons, wonder tower, and wild primorial realms.
Not to mention, the mark of presence that the Forest Caretaker placed upon the land was boosting the available spawn rate of the same type of forest residents.
This also explained why there were extremely few mystical beasts within Domeniul Ceresc—except wisps as they were spawning at the same rate as the rabbits. Surprisingly enough, it only lessened the rate of new types of residents and didn't absolutely stop the birth of the new kinds of mystical beasts or mystical spirits.
By those chances, MF began to spread her divinity of life and a new type of resident had been born within the Domeniul Ceresc. Just at the time when the bright afternoon sky soothed those who watched the blooming crystal plant, a hellspawn with numerous wisps gathered to spectate the phenomenon.
It was the first fae folk, a Lesser Fairy.
”Whoa! So this is a Lesser Fairy. I read about them from the library in the second layer of the Underworld.” The hellspawn leaned forward to the confused spirit that bloomed from a flower. ”It looked like an even smaller type of Imp.”
Ain barged forward. ”Little Fairy, I know that you've been just born and all, but do you have the time to know more of our lord and savior, the Almighty Ouroboros?”
”Oy, this little lass had just opened her eyes. Look! It's rubbing her face!”
”The sooner we ingrained the divinity of our lord to a newborn child, the more blessed they will be as it was the sole reason why they were born.”
”Ain, was it? Your speech makes it sound like even if I was sold an overpriced candy, I would buy it if you're the one doing the talking.”
”I'll take it as a compliment.”
As the repairing process was ongoing throughout the afternoon until dusk came. MF began to utilize one of the flat areas to be the place where she gathered her sect members.
MF definitely didn't want the conversion of couples loyal supersoldier to be close to the Ouranos Citadel but she didn't want it to be too far to the Domeniul Ceresc as it could be the place where her trusted disciples could practice their skill while getting nourished by the Anvriel's radiance.
Secreting a huge amount of dark goo from her left palm, MF converted them to be a firm well-carved block of wood, stacking them with her giant hands from her wings as she began to create the other kind of material.
'Hmm, maybe something akin to a great hall with a large outdoor space would be preferred.'
”Master, what are you doing?” Primis asked as she volunteered to heal the land by carrying some of the unneeded rubble to the place that MF asked. ”Are you building a house?”
The angelic voice echoed, ”Fufufu, something along the line. It will also be the place where you train your cultivation together with other people.”