I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 110. Ether Moss, Leaf of the Void Moon

The pale white branches of the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree had penetrated deep into Mir's wound.

But...it never reached the head.

Based on the length, it is definitely more than three or four meters. How could this be the depth that an ordinary person's body should have?

Not to mention that as the branches went deeper, its astral body showed that something was attracted to it and had stuck to its body.

Not only do they stick to it, they also want to assimilate it.

Can the fourth-level demonic plant be assimilated?

Cloya thought it sounded incredible, but it was true. The Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree was in great pain, and even the music was not harmonious.

If this situation continues, there will obviously be problems.

Without any hesitation, he ordered, "Come back!"

The first is that there is indeed danger inside.

The second is that something was wrong with Mil. His body began to twitch and his eyes began to roll, with obvious reactions.

The third thing is... bringing it out now is just right to see what is trying to assimilate the branches of the swan recorder tree.

The branch gradually rose up under Cloya's command, and at first, it brought out liquid and solid magic on its surface.

To be honest, this magic power is actually quite pure.

The kind that he could easily separate and stabilize and then store in the swan recorder tree for use.

But Cloya didn't care. He stared at the branches closely. As more and more were pulled out, the originally white branches began to change color.

There was an extremely deep blue-purple halo attached to it.

It was sticky and kept dripping down, like blood.

At this stage, the withdrawal is about ten meters, and the remaining five or six meters are the key.

Chloë watched without blinking.

Sure enough, when the last part of the branch was pulled out, there was a flash of space fluctuation, and some moss appeared at the same time.

That is also blue-purple moss.

It presents a translucent elemental structure that looks very small, almost like it is stuck on the branches.

It continuously draws on the magic power of the Orpheus Swan Flute Tree, and gradually becomes full.

Like a blown-up balloon.

"This is..." Kloya felt that it was absorbing the magic power around it, not only the magic power of the swan recorder tree, but also the magic power floating in the air.

And the absorption speed is extremely fast, just like an energy absorbing magic circle.

The omnipotent Astral Body Engraving Technique gave the answer - Ether Moss.

"ether?"

Kloya took a deep breath and quickly took the Star Crystal Bottle, using physical means to put the small piece of moss, which was no more than the size of a finger, into it.

After the lid was closed, it immediately became quiet.

"Huff, huff, huff." Cloya took several deep breaths before he calmed down. He stared at the moss in the small bottle with shining eyes.

Ether magic moss!

If it really was the Ether he knew, then he was really lucky.

In the early stages of a mage's learning, he must learn some basic plane knowledge: As we all know, there are countless sub-elemental planes in the world, representing various magical elements.

What earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness...

However, these are all variants of magical elements, which have long been explored by mages, and even have many introductions and descriptions left behind.

There is only one kind of realm that wizards call the "Ether Realm" which is extremely mysterious. Only a few people have entered it, and even fewer records have been left behind.

It is said that it is a special plane that surrounds all planes but cannot be entered at will, but it does exist.

It's full of absolutely pure magical elements, without any attributes, just pure magic.

To put it simply, it is the same as magic crystal.

The most common magic crystal is the one that has no tendency towards any elemental properties.

But it is this most basic attributeless magic that is the cornerstone of the entire mage civilization.

"Is it really the moss from the etheric world?"

He still couldn't believe it. Was it so easy to obtain the moss from the etheric world?

Also, why is there moss from the etheric world inside the cracks on Mir's body? Could it be that this crack is connected to the etheric world?

If this were true, Mir would definitely be imprisoned and dissected by the great wizards.

A stable entrance to the etheric world is equivalent to a vein of pure magic power that will never run dry. It is hard to imagine what the infinite magic power will cause.

At once, many complicated thoughts flashed through my mind.

He rubbed his brows and tried to calm himself down.

After taking a look at the particularly well-behaved Ether Moss in the bottle, he asked Mir, "How do you feel now?"

The latter had stopped twitching and replied with some doubt: "I feel very comfortable, and my body is not in as much pain as before."

"Really? Is it because the magic power was extracted?"

"Maybe." Mir was a little hesitant: "You also know that after being infected with this disease, you can feel yourself being devoured and eroded all the time.

But now it’s very easy and I don’t have that feeling anymore.”

"Is that so?" Kloya thought for a moment, then said, "Then I will proceed to the second step. I will let it extract the magic power from your wound. If you feel uncomfortable, stop immediately."

He planned to try to drain out the magic power and then see what was going on inside to see if there really was a space rift.

Mir nodded: "Okay."

Without saying anything more, this time Cloya personally used his magic to resonate with the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree, and it once again extended its branches to Mir's wound.

Only this time it didn't go deeper, but slowly began to absorb the magic inside.

Strands of blue light were extracted from inside, and then separated and stabilized by Cloya, flowing towards the mouthpiece and finger holes of the Swan Flute Tree like soft music.

They occupied a finger hole alone and did not merge with the water magic and sun flame magic that were already flowing.

One second, two seconds...

One minute, two minutes...

Time passed slowly, and the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree kept absorbing magic at a steady pace.

Mir's expression became more and more comfortable.

There was even a smile of relief on his face.

Feedback will be given to Cloya every half a minute:
"I feel good!"

“I don’t feel any pain inside my body anymore.”

"Ah! Holy Spirit!"

At this time, the total amount of magic power absorbed by the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree should have exceeded the magic power of a hundred magic crystals.

The magic power inside the crack across Mil's back was also slowly decreasing, and his spine and internal organs could be clearly seen deep in the wound.

"Go on." Kloya felt that he was getting closer to the truth.

He continued to let the Orpheus Swan Recorder Tree absorb magic power, and after a few more minutes, the "water level" of the magic power seemed to have dropped to the lowest point.

Just as he was about to stick his head out to see what was going on inside.

Suddenly, extremely violent magic power gushed out from it.

In just a moment, the gap was filled up, not only was there more water than before, but it was also more violent, like a surging tide.

Mil let out a "grunt" and fell to the ground, struggling and twitching in pain.

Phantom Wing Cloud Snake watched his friend struggling in pain, and mustered up the courage to plead with Cloya: "Master, please help him!"

Faced with this situation, Croa calmed down instead: "Is it still not working?"

If it was so easy to find out the truth, it would be impossible to release Mir like this.

He sighed helplessly. He had to help because it was his fault that things turned out like this.

Croa bent down and placed his palm on Mir's back. His own magic formed an orange movement, beating, full of peace and joy.

The music danced and flowed into Mir's body.

Orange light flowed through his veins, pouring into the cracks on his back like life.

This is actually equivalent to Croa using his own magic to calm the violent magic.

Of course, he also made a second-hand preparation - the crystal bottle containing the Void Moon Divine Tree was brought over, and while Cloya was calming down the magic power, he transferred the overly violent magic power into the Void Moon Divine Tree through himself.

The sacred tree standing quietly in the bottle welcomes everyone.

And no matter how violent the magic power is, after flowing into its branches, it will completely calm down and become fuel that fills its branches.

Because it has the ability to suppress restless magic. After all, its name is "The Tremor That Calms the Sea".

that's it,
While calming the magic power, Kloya threw all the surging magic power into the Xuyue Divine Tree.

In this process, due to the influence of his magic, he could inevitably feel more things - there should indeed be a space rift deep in the crack of Mil.

It’s just that the shape of the space rift is a bit strange.

It seemed to be spreading magic power all the time, not expanding, but transforming the surrounding "environment" to make itself more comfortable.

Once something disrupts the balance of these magical powers, it will immediately riot and fill the cracks with magic again.

"Is there life?" Cloya couldn't help but mutter a few words.

He could sense that the spatial rift seemed to enjoy the magical harmony he created with the Serenade of Tranquility and the Swan Recorder Tree.

She didn't even care about his secret attempts to take advantage of her.

However, this situation did not last long.

After about half an hour, his magic was rejected and the cracks in Mir's scar completely stabilized.

It disappeared completely, as if it had disappeared.

Kloya could only retract his magic power and looked at the Xuyue Divine Tree with a bit of lingering feeling.

"This time the harvest is really not small... huh?"

He suddenly noticed that on the branch of the Xuyue Divine Tree that was completely lit up, there appeared a crescent-shaped leaf.

It conveyed a thought—

"Help me..."

"Knowledge……"

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