938 Loss of attitude

Now Wojin has understood what Beta means. She just lacks insight and is not stupid. And the more people believe in the gods, the smarter they are. The power of faith received by the gods comes from believers, and only they will understand what believers can.

This is also the reason why many evil gods with few believers often make mistakes and are hammered by human brave men, and they cannot become a climate.

Not to mention the small number of people, although most evil god believers act extreme, some are vicious and some are vicious, they are essentially "mental ill patients" with mental and academic defects. The power of faith produced by people with such personality will naturally affect their gods.

If all believers do not know, then neither will the gods. Beta is an exception. On the surface, he is the pope of the God of Wealth, but he does not believe in Wokin.

He and Wokin are good friends, not gods and believers.

So what he knows may not be able to understand.

Once the low-threshold magic that Beta mentioned is made and most believers can do it, the effect will be too great.

As long as believers use this spell once a day, they will invisibly "pray" once or twice, which will increase the amount of faith. At the same time, they will feel grateful to Wojin and slowly change to the direction of the righteous believers.

In addition, the shallow believers of other religions, or those who are unbeliever, see that everyone in the God of Wealth has a magic technique. Even if the effect is weak, they will be interested. This is also a good missionary technique.

"Okay, then I've been focusing on this matter recently." Wojin's expression changed slightly: "Be careful yourself."

Then Beta's soul returned to the real world.

The Druids stayed in the welcoming hotel. On the first day, they were very energetic. Under the leadership of Emilia, they walked around the street for a day and bought countless gadgets that were novel to them.

Then the next day, just south of the wetland, prepare to build your own grove.

They first inserted the branches of the World Tree.

The branches that emit light will grow into the ground, and will soon become a purple giant tree more than fifty meters high and with a vast crown.

Then the temperature in this area became obviously warmer.

Beta stood beside him, watching the change, and was amazed.

In the Wojin City, which is further away, many people have noticed the changes here, which seems a little turbulent.

Kekoyala stood next to Beta and said, "This is a branch of the mother tree. Don't worry, it will not have any bad effects. It is to help our elves transform the surrounding environment nearby."

"I know." Beta nodded.

"You know?" Cocoala looked at Beta thoughtfully: "It seems that you have a deep understanding of our elves."

Beta chuckled. Of course he knew!

In the game, when players plan to sneak into the elves and deal with the elves goddess, that is, the forest goddess, they try to collect information about the elves and put them on the forum for other players to read.

Although Beta did not participate in the Battle of Slaughtering Gods, he took the time to read the information.

The branches of the World Tree can survive anywhere, as long as there is soil, whether it is snow-capped mountains or deserts. But at most, it appears as a magical plant without consciousness and a little special, such as constant temperature, and a certain defensive barrier.

But the effect is average. If every branch could become a world tree, then the elves would have dominated the whole world long ago.

Moreover, the branches of the World Tree will hardly fall, and it is only possible that the World Tree will give them on its own initiative. The most important thing is that every broken branch is a "damage" for the World Tree.

Under normal circumstances, the elves will not let their mother trees break branches at will, except in very special circumstances.

After the big tree grew, twenty elves danced around the world tree.

The dance is unrestrained and passionate, completely different from the elves' quiet and indifferent style, full of fanaticism and primitive desires.

Even with Beta's concentration, when he saw the elves, Druids twisting with their white little waists exposed, he couldn't help but feel some heat rushing up.

"The sacrificial dance of the trolls is indeed the same clan."

Beta murmured in a low voice. This dance once again confirmed the relationship between the elves and the trolls. But under normal circumstances, only creatures like players who have a lot of brains can connect the elves and the trolls.

Cocoala heard Beta's voice and turned her head suddenly.

As a elves of the first generation, she naturally knew the relationship between the trolls and the elves.

This was originally a secret. Only two people in the Elf Clan knew the whole story of this matter, and the Troll Clan had long forgotten their true identity.

Besides, humans did not even write at that time, how did this young man know?

Cocoala was watching Beta, but Beta didn't care about her. His attention was attracted by the druids.

It’s not that these Druid’s unrestrained dances made him unable to move his eyes, but that the magic generated by their dances actually resonated with the giant tree formed by the branches of the world.

Beta could feel this resonance, and another magical form seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

Magic of life.

It turns out that the so-called natural magic is like this.

Beta has never been able to learn natural magic. Even Roland, the most powerful magician in the game, can't learn natural magic.

All humans cannot learn natural magic. People believe that natural magic is a gift from the elves goddess to the elves.

But now, Beta vaguely touched the edge of natural magic.

The magic that emanates from the branches of the world tree began to penetrate the surrounding soil.

The temperature here is getting higher and higher, the ice and snow on the surface begin to melt, and green grass buds break out of the ground.

In Beta's feeling, it is obvious that a very unique spiritual power penetrates from the branches of the World Tree. After the Druids' dances and spiritual resonance, they are combined and turned into green natural elements.

So that's the case!

Beta suddenly realized. No wonder anthropology could not learn natural magic. It turned out that humans had never experienced the inner fluctuations of natural elements.

The elves first fell from the world tree, and they were born to know what the natural elements were.

The essence of natural magic is actually the fragment of spiritual power emitted by the World Tree. After resonance and catalysis by the elves, it becomes natural elements and natural magic.

After figuring this out, Beta felt dry and dry. After seeing the natural elements, he could feel that in the surrounding air, in addition to the light and darkness and elemental magic, there was also

In essence, the World Tree formed a network of mages with the elves. Logically speaking, only gods can do such things, such as the magic goddess Mithra.

The current magicians are different from those in ancient times. The difficulty of casting in ancient magicians is several times higher than that in present. The emergence of the magic net has reduced the difficulty of casting in magicians a lot. Therefore, even if the magic goddess does not spread faith, as long as there is a magician in this world, she can lie down and reap the power of faith.

The World Tree now has a magic system similar to the magic network. Although only elves can use it, other races can hardly use natural magic. Isn’t this the right of the gods?

The World Tree is really just a demigod?

She has lived for so long and even has something similar to the magic net, so why hasn't she been upgraded to a god?

What is the relationship between the Elf Goddess and her, and why the Elf Goddess can also use natural magic?

Beta had seen the World Tree and could tell that she was a legendary creature, at most a demigod level, not a divine creature like Shirley.

In other words, she cannot be the clone of the Elf Goddess.

But the Elf Goddess uses the legendary creature's "spell network", which is very intriguing.

The miscellaneous thoughts flashed in his mind, and finally he gave up speculation. Now that there is too little information and thinking too much will only lead to a misunderstanding of thinking.

He continued to focus on the twenty dancing druids, looking at them seriously, paying attention to the frequency of soul fluctuations when they assimilate the fragments of the spiritual power of the World Tree.

This serious move was noticed by Cocoala next to her. She was a little surprised that Beta was not the kind of impatient person, so why was she so interested in these twenty druids?

Does he like this wild dance and the contrast between the purity and wildness of the elves?

The Druids were still dancing, a large piece of grass formed, and then the small trees slowly sprouted in the land.

As the surrounding trees grew, Beta watched them stretch their trunks into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading their canopies, and stretching out their tender branches and green leaves.

This is a completely incredible scene.

It took only about an hour and a huge forest formed.

The Druids also stopped dancing, leaning under the purple giant tree, panting, and restoring their strength.

Beta didn't move, looking at the shade of trees above his head that seemed to cover the entire sky, as if he was frightened.

Kokoyala said on the side with a little complacent smile and said, "How about it, our Druids are still capable."

These words seemed to scare Beta, and he woke up from his trance. Then he stretched out his hand and a small green energy ball appeared in the heart of his palm.

Seeing this green energy, Kokoyala was stunned and showed an incredible expression.

Beta threw this ball of energy onto the ground and landed on a tree of grass. The grass quickly absorbed the green energy. Then it grew in the wind, and in less than a minute, it grew from about ten centimeters to half a meter tall, and even had beautiful blue flowers.

"Our natural energy, how could you..."

Beta stared at the purple giant tree in the distance and said nothing.

Keko Yala narrowed her eyes: "Just just looking at the energy fluctuations of her mother's branches, do you understand how to transform it?"

A faint murderous aura flashed from her body.

Beta subconsciously retreated five meters and stared at her coldly.

"Sorry, I've lost my composure." Cocoala closed her eyes gently.
Chapter completed!