Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 490: 288: It, the New God of Life_3

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Chapter 490 -288: It, the New God of Life_3

The elves were sprawled out on the ground, especially the mages, many of whom had exhausted their magic power and were sound asleep.

Surprisingly, Gailard seemed as lively as ever. For a dragon hunter like her, not sleeping for more than forty hours was a usual occurrence.

However, her face turned gloomy as she looked at the forest which was full of destruction. Everyone could feel the sadness radiating from her face.

For the elves, it was an absolute disaster. Looking down from the sky, within a hundred kilometer radius centered around the World Tree, nearly all plants and animals had been completely consumed, revealing the bare ground.

The number of elves living in this area once reached up to thirty thousand, but now there were only over ten thousand left. It was clear where those missing went.

Besides the elves, almost all the creatures in this area were wiped out. The shadow leopards, white deer, monkeys, birds, fish, and so on were all left as bones.

Since the existence of the Elf Clan, they had never suffered such heavy losses. In just under two days, tens of thousands of elves died. Gailard felt so crushed inside. freewēbnoveℓ.com

“Your Majesty, please accept my condolences.” Negris flapped his wings, trying to comfort her weakly.

Gailard turned around, forced a smile, and replied energetically, “Thank you, Lord Negris, and thank you, Lord Ange. We appreciate your support. The Elf Clan will always remember your help.”

Negris quickly waved his hands and said, “No need to thank us. We came to save the old tree, not to help you.”

Gailard frowned. His blunt words made her want to punch the bronze dragon.

Realizing his indiscretion, Negris hurriedly added, “We also wanted to help you.”

Feeling awkward, Gailard didn’t know what to say. Negris’s correction only made her more eager to punch him.

“What are your plans? With the current situation, you can’t stay here. Do you have a place to move to?” Negris asked.

Gailard gently smiled and firmly said, “Where the God of Life resides, that is the homeland of the elves. We will rebuild it.”

“That’s good. But the Tree of Life, being burnt to this condition, can’t recover in a short time. You need to prepare for the long haul. If you need any help, just say it. Ange should be able to help a lot. Isn’t that right, An…” As Negris was speaking, he turned his head to find that Ange was nowhere to be seen.

“Kvada, that skeleton wouldn’t have…” As a sense of foreboding rose in his heart, Negris flew around the Tree of Life. Before long, he found Ange who was busy scattering seeds while the Little Angel and Little Zombie were burying these seeds into the ground.

“Kvada, at a time like this, you’re still thinking about planting stuff?” Negris scolded with annoyance.

Ange ignored him, making a footprint with a step, and the little sapling on his head began to enthusiastically wave its leaves.

All of a sudden, the freshly planted seeds sprouted at an astonishing pace, growing voraciously.

The countless insects that were burnt into ash rearranged and scattered in the air, leaving a layer of insect ash on the ground. This, combined with the ash from the burnt Tree of Life and the rainwater used to extinguish the fire, soaked the earth.

Inside the range of the Instant Death Halo, countless plants began to grow madly. Gailard was stunned by this miraculous spectacle, staring in disbelief.

The charred half of the Tree of Life suddenly cracked open on the surface, revealing a small sprout from inside.

“I understand now.” Negris clapped his hands in excitement, “Life Force! The growth of plants can stimulate the life force of the World Tree. If the forest is replanted, the Tree of Life can be restored.”

Gailard’s eyes brightened up at once.

During the next few days, every elf in the forest was mobilized. They gathered plants from all over and relocated them near the Tree of Life, restoring the vicinity’s vitality at the fastest speed.

With the accelerated growth of the abundant plants, the charred Tree of Life sprouted countless buds, radiating vibrant life again.

However, the elves soon discovered that although the Tree of Life was recovering, it seemed that the God of Life was still unwilling to interact with the elves. No matter how Kael’danil called out to it, there was no response. It didn’t even react when young elves fell from the tree during play.

The only change was that it no longer chased away the elves, it allowed them to live on the tree again.

“Perhaps, we should redefine the relationship between the elves and the God of Life.” Kael’danil said in a heavy tone.

In the Light Sea Plane, on the sand shoal, Negris lamented to the green cores of the tree, “You really aren’t going back to the Elf Forest? You’re really not going to take care of it anymore? If the elves find out that I’ve taken you away, they’re going to blame me.”

A sluggish voice came out of the tree core, “I’m not going back. I want a change of scenery to grow.”