After coming out of the hut, Gray looked at the forest with his brow raised, a little surprised.

He remembered that Moore Forest was the habitat of the elves and a very magical place, but the place they fought before was not counted. From here, although the surrounding area was beautiful, it felt a lifeless feeling.

It is clearly spring and the season when everything is revived, but there are not even a few flowers here, and the trees are all dark dead trees, which look like a dark forest, not a magic forest.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, which scattered through his fingers as he rubbed it.

"It feels a bit like Narnia, so when she proclaims herself queen, she really becomes the king of this land?"

Gray felt the faint resentment and the darkness carried in the soil, which was exactly what made Moore Forest become like this.

"But it's a lot worse than Queen White and Narnia. Maybe it's just because the magic power of this place is too strong that a strange phenomenon has been caused by the land."

This is not Narnia. This world is very big, unlike Narnia created by Aslan, and it also gave the White Witch the authority in Narnia, and it finally became like that.

This land is not Narnia, and Marifison is not the White Queen, so it can never become Narnia frozen here. At most, it becomes lifeless like it is now, but it does not affect the survival of other creatures.

At most, staying for a long time will make people feel depressed.

"Grey smiled, the magic circle opened under his feet, and his magic power sneaked into the ground along the magic circle, driving away the darkness in the soil.

This is the magic method that I learned automatically in Narnia for several years. Then in the world of Shenyin, he also tried to assimilate a piece of his own territory, but he stopped halfway through every time, repeatedly experiencing the feeling in it, and rich experience.

Therefore, it is very simple for him to use magic to turn a special piece of land into his own.

It is because there is no such feature of the world of God and the world of Narnia here, and he cannot really turn it into something of his own from a occult perspective.

If possible, the throne of Moore Forest will change hands soon.

However, when thinking of those group of elves, even if Gray is confident of becoming the king here, he will not do it. In such an important position, let Marifison play by himself.

As the trace of death resentment faded away, from his feet, the plants and trees began to rebirth, the green grass became more vibrant, and clusters of beautiful flowers bloomed on the grass, the slight fluorescence combined with the golden sunlight, and everything became quiet and beautiful.

"It still looks more comfortable." Grey breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the invisible dark clouds pressing above the sky dispersed.

"I don't understand why I have to change my living environment after I turn black and I have to put on a smoky makeup.

I am so beautiful, isn’t it good to live in a beautiful place? What’s going on torture myself?”

Gray said he couldn't understand. Didn't he just write about himself as a bad person on his face?

As he talked to himself, the large area of ​​land around him turned into a vibrant appearance, completely different from other places.

Soon some elves discovered this place and called their friends to crowd here.

They all like nature and green plants, but Marifison is too powerful and they dare not disobey her.

You should know that there was no queen or king at the beginning. The elves here lived peacefully and lived together by trust and sincerity, rather than the queen's rule.

Until Marifison was deceived, his wings were cut off, and his temperament changed drastically overnight. So the guardians of Moore Forest named themselves the queen of Moore Forest, and the guardian tree elves who fought side by side with Marifison all supported her, allowing her to control the Kingdom of Moore smoothly.

Because of the elves' surrender, Marifison's magic invaded the earth, and together with her resentment and hatred, changed the environment of the Moore Forest.

Flowers are no longer blooming, plants stop growing, and even the green seems to have a little more negative atmosphere and are not loved by the elves.

But now, there is a place that has returned to their original appearance and they can return to their previous lives.

Countless elves flew over from all directions, chattering and making noise, flying among the flowers excitedly, rolling on the lawn, fighting and chasing each other, jogging and laughing.

On the contrary, the greatest hero was completely ignored by them.

"Your Queen is resting, whisper, otherwise, this place will soon become what it is." Grey warned.

One or two were fine, but for a moment, he squeezed over so many elves and chattered like sparrows, and he felt uncomfortable in his ears.

"Queen!" All the elves were silent in an instant. Gray also learned how scared Marifison made them. He didn't even see anyone. He could scare them with just one name.

"Isn't the queen injured?" An elf spoke in a low voice, his eyes staring nervously at the vine hut.

"Yes, so I need a rest."

"Did you do this? You turned Moore Forest into what it was?"

"Yes, it's me."

Without the expected thanks, the elves continued, "Then can you turn the entire Moore Forest back? It's too small!"

I'm stupid and don't know how to ask for help. I'm just saying thank you first.

He muttered, he didn't care about this group of elves with obvious IQs online, "My abilities are limited, and it's the ultimate I can do just now."

"Then...what do?" The elves didn't dare to speak loudly, nor did they dare to discuss it in a slight manner. Look at me, I look at you, I'm so anxious that I almost cried.

Now this place is enough for them, such a elves, but for the elves in the entire Moore Forest, it will be too small. At that time, it will only be crowded and people with dense phobia will die suddenly on the spot.

"But if you can collect some potions for me, I can refine some potions so that I can restore more places to their original state." Gray said directly.

Don’t go around talking to simple people, don’t go around talking to stupid people, don’t go around talking to simple and stupid elves, let alone circles, not to go around circles, not to mention that he doesn’t like to go around circles.

Sometimes people like to complicate things.

How great is this. A transaction is obvious. Give me a potion and I will restore the forest to its original appearance. It is simple and easy to understand.

"Okay, okay! Let's go find the potion!" When the elves heard this, they immediately became excited and immediately planned to collect the potion.

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