Farming Tree Spirit

"Ogula! I've said it so many times, don't disturb everyone's sleep unless it's important!"

Boom--

The earth shook.

The ancient tree in the middle of the forest rose from the ground, and an old, wrinkled face appeared on the trunk, looking at the noise made by Ogula with both anger and helplessness.

Since their collective fall into sleep, the time of awakening has become less and less, and some companions even slept and never woke up again.

But for the continuation of the race.

They had to do this.

"No, elder, something really happened!"

Facing the old tree spirit's eyes that were almost about to spit fire, Ogula shrank his neck and hurriedly explained.

Don't look at how cool he was when he was summoned by human sacrifice outside, and he called himself Lord Ogula, but in front of the tree spirit elder, he was just a child over 200 years old.

It was also after the accident.

The last batch of tree spirits born with intelligence.

"Ogula, you should know the price of waking everyone up. You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation!"

The elder tree spirit shook the soil on the roots, and the leaves on the top of the shrunken branches bloomed and bathed in the warm sunshine.

The birds and beasts that were originally fleeing in panic felt a peaceful breath and finally calmed down. They chirped and flew to the branches, as if they were suing the elder tree spirit for Ogula's evil deeds.

"Sorry, I scared you."

The elder tree spirit had a kind face and said softly to the small animals.

Then his eyes sank and stared at Ogula: "Tell me, what happened? Did those annoying elves come to seek help again?"

"Uh... elves?"

Ogula was stunned, and then shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, it's not the elves, it's the dream forest, and the moon god! I... I saw the moon god!"

Because he was too excited, he was a little incoherent and waved his huge palm desperately.

"You said you saw the Moon God?!"

Boom——

Another loud noise.

Before the elder of the tree spirit could react, a giant tree not far away shook its branches and woke up directly.

As for the elder of the tree spirit, his face sank: "Augula, you should know the price of lying. You can't deceive us to evade responsibility. I allow you to organize your language again!"

Dream Forest.

That is the holy land of the tree spirits.

It is also the place where their souls are nurtured.

They dream of returning to the forest again and listening to the great teachings of the Moon God. They will not allow anyone to joke with them.

Facing the knife-like eyes of the two elders, Augula swallowed his saliva and finally said with a guilty conscience: "It should be... right? I haven't seen the real dream forest either, but I felt the breath of the Moon God, exactly the same as the inheritance, really! Elder, you must believe me!"

Soon.

He told everything that had just happened.

Including how he was summoned, how he met Rhodes, and the strange little tree spirit, all were told without reservation.

After all, he was only more than 200 years old.

His understanding of the dream forest was all told to him by the elders, and part of it came from the inheritance of the tree spirit clan, so he didn't dare to say it too firmly.

After listening to his narration.

The two old tree spirits looked at each other and suddenly became solemn.

"You mean, you were summoned by a power very similar to the inheritance of the tribe?"

"Yes, I, Ogula, swear on the honor of the tree spirit tribe!"

"Then did you see anything else different?"

"Yes!"

Ogula responded heavily, and then tried to recall: "I was summoned in a daze at the time, and I couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, but there was one thing I remembered, it seemed to be an ancient tree."

"That's right! It was the shadow of a very large ancient tree, bigger than any tree in the Sea of ​​Forests. I felt the same breath from it as the ancestral totem!"

While speaking, Ogula gestured, trying to describe the picture he saw.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the two tree spirit elders exclaimed in unison.

"Lord Silas!!"

Boom---

The center of the entire Sea of ​​Forests shook violently.

Dozens of sleeping ancient trees woke up leisurely, setting off a huge wave of trees inside the barrier.

"I...seemed to have heard the name of Lord Silas."

The heavy voice, like an ancient roar, turned into a wave of air and spread out.

Only the tree spirits who had received the inheritance knew what these three words meant to the tree spirits.

Silas.

The original tree of life, also known as the tree god, one of the four demigods under the Moon God.

He was responsible for the nurturing of life in the dream forest, and was the ancestor of all tree spirits and elves, a well-deserved god of life!

But as the dream forest disappeared, the tree of life also fell into a deep sleep.

At first, they thought that Lord Silas's soul had returned to the dream forest and had no time to wake up.

But as time went by.

They found that the tree spirits had lost contact with the dream forest and Lord Silas.

Without the source of soul power, a large number of their kind slowly turned back into ordinary plants without consciousness, withering and dying over hundreds of years.

Their size has also shrunk from the entire Sea of ​​Forest to this central area today, and they are barely surviving by relying on the barrier left behind.

So.

When the three words "Silas" reappeared.

These remaining tree spirits could no longer remain calm and woke up from their deep sleep.

"Augula, are what you said just now true?"

"Did you really see Lord Silas?"

"You should know the consequences of deceiving us!"

Words full of expectation and tension kept coming out of the mouths of the tree spirits, fearing that this was just their illusion.

Augula's figure, which was more than ten meters tall, was surrounded by them, trembling, and became the weakest, pitiful and helpless one.

There was no way.

He could only bite the bullet and repeat what he had just seen.

After listening to his description, the tree spirits were finally convinced and became restless.

"It can't be wrong! That is the Dream Forest. Lord Moon God and Lord Silas must have returned!"

"The Dream Forest has really awakened!"

Their voices were loud, containing indescribable excitement, and the branches and leaves on their bodies rustled, causing the birds and beasts on their bodies to flee in all directions.

But after all, he was an elder, and he didn't know how many years he had lived. He soon calmed down and closed his eyes to feel it carefully.

After a while, he opened his eyes again in confusion.

"It still doesn't work. I can't sense the existence of the dream forest."

"Why is this happening? Has the Moon Goddess abandoned us?"

Through Augla's description, they were almost 100% sure that it was the dream forest.

But why didn't they get a response?

Have their tree spirits really been abandoned?

"Is it possible that the forest has just revived and can't carry too many souls?" Augla whispered in the corner.

These words fell into the ears of the two elders, and they immediately reacted.

"Yes, it must be like this!"

The two looked at each other, and then stared at Augla in unison: "Then what are you still doing here? Why don't you get over there quickly? Who told you to come back so soon?"

Augla: "..."

Finally.

Under the coercion of a group of elders, Augla came to the sacrificial site of the tree spirits and began to try to communicate with the dream forest.