The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Elf magic is much more moderate and peaceful than that of demons and angels; it can be cast simply by converting magical power into natural forces.

The power of nature is actually a combination of the power of wood element and the power of life.

Moran has a good grasp of witch-like wood magic and healing magic, so elven magic is no challenge for her at all.

She quickly learned all the magic books she read, and her levels were all quite high.

Even if these elven magic books are not comprehensive, they are all that she can get her hands on right now.

She can't very well go to the Elf Forest right now and plunder the memories of a few pure-blooded elves!

Even if I were to go, it wouldn't be now.

Lady Carmela and the others haven't returned yet!

Moran lay listlessly on the thicker tree stump than before, the rough bark making her back itch, but she was too lazy to move.

She held up the communication card in her hand; Lady Carmela's name was still displayed in a disheartening gray, and she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

At first, Sylph, Vasita, and Lilith found her listless appearance novel and amusing. After all, it was indeed a rare sight to see Moran, who was usually so energetic and energetic, suddenly become so lazy.

But as the days went by, they noticed that Moran either stared blankly at the {communication card} or sighed. The three of them gradually went from being curious to worried, and eventually even started to have headaches.

"Is there really nothing else I can learn?" Vasita finally couldn't help but ask, as she sat on a wooden stool tossing various {food cards} into her stomach.

Now that she's richer, she's eating well and her stomach is emptying.

"No." Moran's reply was weak and listless; she didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

"Have you read all the books in the clan's collection?" Lilith looked up from a pile of reagent bottles, holding the Bloodthirsty Needle in her hand.

"I've finished reading it," Moran replied lazily.

In fact, when she first graduated, her Book of Witches was far too small to fit all the books in the clan library.

However, after Lady Anita's accident, the clan decided that it could not put all its heritage in one basket, so it uploaded copies of various books to the Book of Cards as materials.

This was really a bargain for her, allowing her to read all the books in the clan association's collection without having to copy new books.

Sylph peeked out from the canopy of the mutated Tree of Life:

"Why don't you travel to the Elf Forest? It's a quiet and secluded place, and the environment there is very friendly to us witches. It's a good opportunity to learn more about elven magic."

Although I collected quite a few elven magic books during the war, they still fall short compared to the true heritage of the elves.

She paused, then added, "Besides, the Elf Forest is very close to the Witch's Wilderness, so if anything happens in the Wilderness, you can get back in time. But I think no one dares to cause trouble for the witch now."

“Yes!” Vasita was tired of stuffing the {Food Card} and started playing a card-drawing game with the Devouring Stomach, pulling the Devouring Stomach to draw cards from the Food Card Pool: “Recently, there are fewer witches in Emerald Creek Plain. I heard they have all accepted challenges from alien races and gone out to compete. You can come back after Lady Carmela and the others return.”

Moran shook his head again: "After learning dragon magic, angel magic, and demon magic, when I look at elven magic, I feel that it is indeed much weaker. The power wielded by truly powerful races is still different. Going forward, I don't plan to make the magic of the remaining races in Valen my main learning goal."

Her gaze slowly rose, landing on the enormous energy vortex in the sky—like an eternal eye of a storm, it rotated slowly, radiating chilling energy fluctuations.
"I think it's time for me to venture into the Sky Well. Once Lady Carmela and the others return and find out about Lady Anita's situation, I'll prepare to travel to the Sky Well."

As for the elves of the Elf Forest, the orc plains, the dwarves of the Dulin volcanic group, the mermaids and trolls of the sea, and the races of the underworld, consider them as refreshments and condiments to ease the mind after traveling to other worlds!

“…” Lilith, Vasita, and Sylph all fell silent.

Surprisingly, this guy doesn't even seem to care much about elven magic.

Upon closer reflection, it makes sense; the racial power structure on the continent of Valen is all related to strength.

Magic is the source of power.

Races that are not in the top tier do indeed have weaker magic.

Just as Sylph was about to say something, she suddenly caught a glimpse of white out of the corner of her eye and quickly ducked back into the tree canopy.

The fruit of that mutated tree of life finally turned from green to white.

Worried she might be mistaken, she called out to her three friends under the tree, "Come quick! Has the fruit turned white?"

Upon hearing this, Moran's eyes finally showed a hint of interest, and she stood up.

Vasida patted her stomach and put away the swallowing stomach.

Lilith put down the reagent bottle in her hand and looked up.

The three of them also huddled together in the dense canopy of the tree to look at the large fruit hidden within.

It has grown a lot now.

“They’re almost the size of dragon eggs,” Vasita said. “Now I believe you when you say that elves hatch from these fruits. This fruit could easily hold a baby elf.”

“It has indeed turned white. Yesterday it still had a slightly bluish tinge!” Lilith said.

Moran compared the fruit with the ripe fruit of the Tree of Life that she had seen in the elven books, and even took out the book to show them: "It should be ripe, it's exactly the same as the picture in the book."

Everyone said so, and Sylph couldn't contain her excitement. However, she still communicated with the mutated Tree of Life to confirm that the fruit was indeed ripe before picking it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I picked up the fruit and tried to pull it down, all the life force surrounding the tree quickly converged into the fruit.

When there was no more life force around the tree, Sylph suddenly felt a weight in her arms as the fruit fell into her embrace.

And the tree in front of us has suddenly become much more withered.

Sylph tried to communicate with it again, but it didn't respond.

Moran also tried the Tree Friend spell: "It seems to have lost its sentience."

If someone were to say now that it's related to the Tree of Life, no one would believe them.

Because it no longer possessed any vitality, it looked like just a decent magical plant.

"So what do we do next?" Vasida asked.

“Let’s hatch this fruit first!” Sylph said.

“It doesn’t look like a fruit anymore,” Lilith said. “It looks more like a real egg.” (End of Chapter)