A green star rose above the sea of ​​light at some point.

And the starlight came from a holy object, the spire of the watch, Forin was looking down at the half-fixed and half-true diamond in his hand, while the person in his ear was constantly urging:

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Forin, the time is up, and the holy relics can be activated."

"This is our only chance, otherwise the gray branches will spread and eventually control the Holy White Giant Tree."

"But didn't the guild say that it could control Ninimel?" Forin looked up at the other party and asked softly.

"They are not trustworthy," his mentor's voice was a little impatient. "Whiteshu learned to believe in himself, and we brought this holy object back from the empire for this purpose."

"But this is not a real holy object after all."

Forin shook his head.

"That's enough," said the other party, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Forin glanced at the other party. His mentor was just an indigenous, a craftsman with a high reputation in the White Tree Society. He just felt a little regretful, why did the other party go astray?

Outsiders could not see the silver mist intertwined in front of him. The text that the system cast in the retina was like a tiny spot of light, and there was a conversation above:

"Are you saying true, Chiorakon?"

"The real thing, Forin, this is the message from Haierxi to me. The Star Gate Call has also been issued. We need you to make a decision."

"What's going on in the sea of ​​light now?"

"I don't know much about a Korlin man who entered it, but Heersh is willing to believe him."

"I know him," Forin picked up the gem and walked forward, "Well, I choose to believe him once."

The other party seemed a little confused and sent a question mark: "…?"

But Forin looked forward silently, as if he had recalled many things, but he shook his head gently:

"I've seen him in the Tower of Silver."

And believe that the other party can still create miracles.

He walked to the gray branch and raised the gem high, but hesitated for a moment, and did not immediately activate the holy object, but turned around and looked behind him.

There his eyes met his mentor, and he read from the other's eyes amazement, fear and then anger:

"Forin, what are you doing--!"

And the gem gradually became blurred in his hands.

"Ms. Aimeya, we do not deserve its help, so now I will return it to you."

Forin opened his mouth.

The bright starlight is becoming shattered.

Karsak, the king of all insects, was unexpectedly watching the rising stars from the sea of ​​light suddenly lose their color. The starlight seemed to turn into a meteor until it disappeared.

But the meteor's comet tail did not fall under the sea of ​​light, but turned around and came toward the direction of the square pluck, and finally entered the chest.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned, but suddenly he showed a gaze. He looked forward and saw only a gaze nodding to him.

That was the lady of the forest, Aimeya's approval.

"Ed," a strange ID in the system sent a message, "I'll leave it to you."

The name of that ID is loop, it is the fire of bright flame. He remembers its owner, the craftsman who was a bit impressed by the impression of the white tree, Forin.

It turned out to be him.

Everything is clear. Although Fang Zhu doesn't really need this opportunity, the constraints of the White Tree Heart on the Unicorn Girl come from its power from the Holy Tree Teraka itself.

But compared with the seeds of the holy tree, he has a more original and purer power in his hands. It is the seal ring given to him by the elf King Kuiwenlar, the crown of the light, and the authority of nature—

Fang Zhu stretched his hand to his chest and took out something from there. The gem representing natural power shone brightly in his hands, emitting endless light.

That is the eternal emblem.

The moment the king of insects, Karsak, fell into rage when he saw the eternal emblem, but Fang Zhu saw fear in the twelve pairs of compound eyes.

The greed, selfishness and hysteria of the Dark Saints is undoubtedly Zhaolu at this moment.

As their creature, this evil insect king inherited the same characteristics. It was spreading its limbs and feet, making a long roar, and pounced in this direction like a giant dragon.

But before that, black shadows grew out from the swarm, wrapping around the insect king like tentacles.

Ten thousand years ago, when the public returned to death, and when the holy saints of the sun entered dusk, they betrayed all their believers and pushed the Cinsas dynasty at its peak into the abyss.

The heirs of the seven dynasties cursed the saints who created their own saints under the abyss, and cursed their own creators with their own blood, their own lives, and everything in the Snakeman Dynasty.

Tonamiki's Staff stared at the last dusk of the days.

It would be destined to be a witness to the end of the dynasty, and then the creation turned into destruction, and its last master handed over this ancient staff to the successor thousands of years later.

And tell him:

"You will take revenge against our ancient enemies."

"And your enemy is the master of the souls, the one who has harvested our souls and hatred, the Lord of Soul-Devouring, Amatus."

Sochitel's soul was standing in front of Luo Yu at this moment, watching the young man silently inserting his staff into the ground, and countless black shadows sank into the torso of the Holy White Tree.

Luo Yu recited ancient prophecies in his mouth, and the golden bloodline texture appeared on the boy's face and neck, like a destructive pattern, swallowing the boy's vitality.

Within a range of several meters in another circle, all plants and trees were ashes, and even the surface of the holy tree was gray and white, and it was crystallized. The death of the days standing on the ground, Tonamiki's Holy Staff—

It's like the new ash branch.

Luo Yu closed his eyes and stared at the king of all insects in the darkness. Countless shadows were spreading out from under his staff, binding the other party's ugly body.

"Who are you..." The twelve pairs of compound eyes of the bug were staring in this direction.

"Your ancient enemy," Luo Yu said, his cold voice seemed not to come from his throat, "I am an envoy from the throne, and I ask you for the price of hatred on their behalf."

"Seven Thrones..." The insect let out a sharp scream, "Sochitel, no...you are still alive..."

In the sea of ​​light, Fang Zhu just silently looked at the shadows that surrounded the insect king.

Of course he knew where those shadows came from.

But Fang Yu just turned around and looked at the confused souls in the air, those angry flames of revenge and had nowhere to exert resentment - looking at Selinya standing in front of him.

Looking at the "girl" in every disaster branch.

He said softly:

"There is still room for redeem everything, Miss Selinya."

"I can't save you, but I can still promise you that the holy tree can be saved, and no sinful person can escape punishment."

"at last……"

Fang Yu paused for a moment and looked at each look that looked at him. He held the gem in his hand, as if it showed the authority of nature:

"I declare that you are free."

"Go, and take revenge on all who commit sin against you. The holy tree can no longer restrain you, and you are still in the unrestrained fields and forests."
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