I Killed the Dragon

Coming out of the hut, Gray looked at the forest, frowning slightly, a little surprised.

He remembered that the Moor Forest was the habitat of the elves, a very magical place, but the place where they fought before was not counted. From here, although the surroundings were beautiful, there was a sense of lifelessness.

Obviously spring is the season when everything is revived, but here there are not even a few flowers. The trees are all dark dead wood, which looks like a dark forest, not a magical forest.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of dirt, which was spilled between his fingers as he rubbed it.

"It feels like Narnia, so when she proclaimed herself queen, she really became the king of this land?"

Gray felt the faint resentment carried in the soil, that trace of darkness, that is what made Moore Forest become like it is now.

"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 gives this land a slight strangeness."

This is not Narnia. The world is very big. It is not like Narnia was created by Aslan, who gave the White Witch the authority in Narnia, and finally became like that.

This land is not Narnia, and Marie Fiessen is not the White Queen, so here will never be the appearance of Narnia being frozen. At best, it will become lifeless, but it does not affect other creatures much. survive.

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

"Good place!" Gray smiled, and the magic circle under his feet opened. His magic power followed the magic circle and dived into the ground to drive out the darkness in the mud.

This was the magic usage that he learned automatically in Narnia for a few years, and then he tried to assimilate a piece of his own territory in the hidden world, but every time he stopped in the middle of it, he repeatedly experienced the feeling of it, rich experience.

So using magic to turn a special piece of land into his own, this kind of thing is very simple for him.

It's just that there is no such characteristics of the hidden world and the world of Narnia. He can't really turn it into his own from the perspective of mysticism.

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

However, thinking of those wicked elves, even if Gray was sure to become the king here, he would not do it. For such an important position, let Marie Fison play it by himself.

As the trace of lifeless resentment receded, starting from his feet, the grass and trees began to regenerate, and the green grass became more vigorous. Beautiful flowers bloomed in clusters on the grass, and the slight fluorescence matched the golden sunlight. Everything becomes demure and beautiful.

"It still looks more comfortable like this." Gray breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a cloud of invisible clouds over the sky dispersed.

"I don't understand, why do you have to change your living environment after darkening, and you have to paint smokey makeup.

Isn’t it a good place to live in a beautiful place? Why do you want to torture yourself? "

Gray said that he couldn't understand it. Didn't he just write that he was a bad person on his face?

As he talked to himself, a large area of ​​the surrounding land became vibrant, completely different from other places.

Soon some elves found this place, and crowded towards this side.

They all like nature, they all like green plants, but Mary Fissen is too powerful, they dare not defy her.

You know, Moore Forest didn't have a queen or king at the beginning. The elves here live together peacefully, relying on mutual trust and sincerity, not the rule of the queen.

Until Marie Fessen was deceived and her wings were cut off, her temperament changed overnight, so she named herself the queen of the Moor Forest from the guardian of the Moore Forest, and supported by those guardian tree elves who had fought alongside Marie Fessen She allowed her to successfully control the Kingdom of Moore.

Because of the elves' surrender, Mary Physsen's magic invaded the earth, and together with her resentment and hatred, it changed the environment of the Moor Forest.

The flowers are not blooming, the plants stop growing, and even the green seems to have a negative atmosphere, which is not liked by the elves.

But now it's better, there is a place that has been restored to its original state, and they can go back to their previous lives.

Countless elves flew from all directions, chattering and noisy, excitedly flying among the flowers, rolling on the lawn, playing with each other, chasing, and laughing.

On the contrary, he was the biggest hero, completely ignored by them.

"Your queen is resting. Keep your voice down, otherwise, this place will soon become the same." Gray warned.

One or two are okay, so many elves squeezed in at a time, chattering like sparrows, and he felt uncomfortable in his ears.

"Queen!" All the elves were silent for an instant, and Gray also understood how scared Mary Faison made them, even people did not see it, and only a name could scare them.

"Isn't the queen hurt?" an elf whispered, his eyes staring nervously at the vine hut.

"Yes, that's why I need to rest."

"Did you make this? You made the Moor Forest what it was like?"

"Yes, it's me."

Without expected thanks, the elves continued, "Then you can change the entire Moor Forest back? This place is too small!"

Stupid, I don't know if I ask for help first.

He murmured, he didn't care about these elves who were obviously not online, "My ability is limited~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just doing this is the best I can do."

"Then...what should I do?" The elves did not dare to speak loudly, nor did they dare to talk about it. You look at me, I look at you, and they are almost crying in a hurry.

Right now, this place is still enough for their elves, but it is too small for the elves of the Moor Forest. It will only be crowded, and people with intensive phobias will suddenly die 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 the original state." Gray said directly.

Don't go around in circles when you talk to innocent people, don't go around in circles when you talk to silly people, and don't go around in circles when you talk to innocent and silly elves, let alone go around in circles.

Sometimes, people like to complicate things.

This is so good, a deal, plainly, you give me the potion, I will restore the forest to its original state, simple and easy to understand.

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

"Don't worry, I will tell you which potions to collect, otherwise how do you know which ones to collect?" Gray waved his hand, and a virtual image of potions appeared in the sky for the elves to identify.

"Choose one each to avoid mistakes." Gray has no confidence in the memories of these elves, and for many small elves, it seems difficult to collect a potion.

"I remember!" One by one the elves turned around to gather potions.

Gray put the silly **** the ground, and the projection always existed for the elves to recognize.

He wanted to remind them not to pull out the young plants because of their urgency, but then he thought that these elves are close to nature and would not do such things that harm nature, so he didn't say much.