"very nice……"

Palos carefully held the petal with both hands, as if holding her own carefulness.

Even the golden Medusa necklace cannot cover up her astonishing face at this moment.

But no one looked at Palos.

Everyone looked at the center of the flower tornado, with different expressions.

It turns out that the Giant Tree Peak is not the center of the flower tornado.

Su Ye is.

The Persians on the top of the mountain, Isina and Haennas walked to the edge of the mountain and looked down at Su Ye on the steps.

The flowers tornado at this moment are densely packed, as thick as a wall, as high as a sky, like a pillar of flowers.

Palos held the petals and slowly looked up, looking at the thick tornado of flowers in surprise.

Su Ye has been completely blocked.

Billions of petals bloomed with bright light, and the flower tornado once again illuminated the giant hills like a small sun.

Suddenly, the flower tornado began to collapse and became sparse.

A large number of flowers disappeared out of thin air, as if they fell into a bottomless black hole.

Only after the flowers gradually became fewer and Su Ye's figure was revealed, everyone could see clearly what was going on.

The petals poured into Su Ye's body like a butterfly returning to his nest.

Until the end, all the petals of the entire divine power plane merged into Su Ye.

Palos lowered his head and saw the last pink petals slowly melting and blending into his palm.

"So he gave it to me..."

Palos looked up at Su Ye halfway up the mountain, with stars in his eyes.

"What happened? Did Su Ye get the heart of the plane?" asked Hort.

No one answered Hort.

Because the same questions arise in everyone's mind.

At the gathering place of aristocrats not far away, the aristocrat students who had just shared the same hatred of the enemy stared blankly at Su Ye.

No matter how anxious they were, at this moment, they were all straightening their waists, watching quietly, waiting for the final result.

Everyone believes that Su Ye cannot get the heart of the plane!

Absolutely impossible!

Giant Hills should not belong to the magician.

Nobles should not lose to civilians!

Haennas looked at Su Ye who was still meditating and walked down the steps quickly.

Thumb...

When he was three meters away from Su Ye, three flame goblins raised their bones and stared at Haennas.

Haennas stopped and looked at Su Ye’s back below. In his eyes, it seemed that a hundred dramas were staged at the same time.

He never felt such a complicated emotion in his life, even when he knocked on the table.

After a while, Su Ye opened his eyes.

"Where is the flower?"

"Hmm?" Su Ye suddenly found that everyone in the major camps below were looking at him, and his deskmates were also looking at him.

Palos seemed to have completely left her cold face, with a sweet smile on her face, and she smiled so naturally, as if this was her most common expression.

Su Ye discovered that Palos looked at him with more joy than he had before.

Strange.

"Maybe I misunderstood? They are not looking at me, but at the top of the mountain?"

Su Ye turned his head and looked behind him, but found that Haennas was actually behind him, while the Persians stood on the edge of the mountain top and all looked at him.

"Why do you all look at me?" Su Ye looked at Haennas in confusion.

"You don't know?"

After Haennas said this, his face was burning, but he accidentally used a real respectful title, and the previous title was just a polite word.

"I just meditated for a while, did I stare at me?" Su Ye looked confused.

"When you meditate, all the flying flowers in the world gather to you and finally all enter your body. The flying flowers end because of you and will inevitably arise because of you."

Haennas' tone was filled with endless grievance.

"real?"

"real."

"That's a pity, I didn't see it." Su Ye looked into the sky.

The originally bright light disappeared, and the entire plane returned to the dim skylight.

The sky turned gray and blue again.

"You... don't know what happened?" Haennas walked to Su Ye, grabbed Su Ye's left wrist and slowly raised it up.

Su Ye looked at the back of his hand.

The blue magic mark is still the same.

The numbers in the mark changed drastically.

6246.

"This is……"

Haennas sighed and said, "Flying flowers in one world are the new master."

"Why did I become the master of the plane?" Su Ye asked.

Haennas pondered for a few seconds and said slowly: "I didn't understand it just now. But after carefully thinking about the opportunity for you to become the Lord of the Plane, it was precisely after defeating and blocking the Persians with one's own strength. I guess that our past views on the Plane Heart may have been wrong. In the past, we believed that the Plane Heart was only affected by strength, luck and blood, but this time, the Plane Heart chose you, probably because of your spirit."

Su Ye looked at Haennas.

Haennas continued to explain: "The fearless spirit. Ancient Titans were the second group of creatures in the world. Some of them fell into evil, some became gods, and some of them were like Prometheus, fighting against the gods, fearless and self-reliant. You are a magician and not a warrior, you have no bloodline, and you are not like some plane masters who are lucky enough to conquer the plane's heart as soon as you enter. However, when you fight against the entire Second Magic Academy with your own strength, the plane's heart chose you."

"Are you sure?" Su Ye asked.

"Guess, everything is just guess. After all, this is something that even the gods cannot know. Every divine plane is an independent world, like a unique form of gods." Haennas said.

"You are more excited than me." Su Ye said with a smile.

"After becoming the Lord of the plane, it will take a long time to enter and exit, and it will take at least ten years. On you, I suspect that you may be able to officially enter and exit the Giant Hill Plane in at most one year, or even earlier," Haennas said.

"I'm not that impatient when you think too much. What I want to do most now is to find time to learn more about plane learning." Su Ye said.

Haennas suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, after you go back, find the teacher of your academy to prepare. If nothing unexpected happens, the people from the Earth Magic Association will come to you. If you have the dual bloodline power of the Earth Magic Association, you can directly serve as a director. Of course, your rank is too low, which may be a small obstacle. After all, serving as a director is usually in the sacred realm, and only a very small number of people are gold. If you become a director, you must be the director of the Magic Association with the lowest rank in the world."

"My current time is going to be spent on learning." Su Ye said.

"If you always want to be a good student, you don't have to join. If you want to make achievements in the magic world and get more help when facing unexpected infringement, the Magic Association is an excellent place. The Magic Council has many factions, but the magic associations are very united."

Su Ye suddenly said: "Can a person join multiple magic associations?"

"This is no problem. Many masters work in multiple magic associations, but they have to distinguish between the primary and secondary." Haennas said.

The two of them went down the mountain and chatted.

At the foot of the mountain, aristocrats gather.

“6246.”

Eugene personally reported the numbers on Su Ye’s left hand.

The noble students were straight at first, but slowly, their bones were pulled away and their muscles were dissolved.

They sat slowly on the ground, some looked at the sky in confusion, some looked at Su Ye on the mountainside empty, and some looked down at the grass leaves without saying a word.

There were also some people, like drunken drinkers, slumped on the ground.

The huge numbers completely defeated their will.

The nobles who originally wanted to continue giving points to Eugene were confused.

"Can all the scores of our nobles be combined to reach 6,000 points?" A confused voice hit the souls of all the noble students.

"Not enough, and not enough people from Plato Academy, and not even enough people from Persians."

"Then we... won't argue."

Suddenly, a low cry sounded.

Some young nobles were red-eyed and constantly wiped their unstoppable snot.
To be continued...