Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 527: Symbiotic Era, Tree-Born World

"Stop it!"

"Protect the mother tree!"

When they saw the mother tree, which was already half withered, withering faster under the absorption of the magic tree bestowed by the gods, and crystal leaves falling from the treetops, many wood elves who had already prepared to migrate were furious.

Although they had planned to abandon the mother tree, it was a choice they had to make for the sake of survival and the continuation of the tribe. This did not mean that they could sit idly by and watch the mother tree being destroyed.

Although the tree that destroyed the mother tree was also the Tree of Life, which was given by the gods, this tree was full of evil and ominousness at first glance.

The reason why they planted this tree was because it was a blessing bestowed by the gods. It was like a life-saving straw. Even though they knew it was full of uncertainties, it was their last hope before leaving their homes. However, they did not expect that this glimmer of hope would lead to such a cruel thing.

Even after they leave their homes, the mother tree will eventually wither due to erosion and pollution from the abyss and become a dead tree, but this will happen after they leave, out of their sight, and they will not be able to see it.

Moreover, this was something they were powerless to stop. Whether they left or not, the final fate of the mother tree was doomed. But now they had to watch the mother tree being plundered and withering away. This was something they could not tolerate in any way.

As the wood elves roared and howled, two sword dancers had already drawn the swords at their waists and rushed forward. Unfortunately, by then the dragon shadow among the trees had already begun to take shape.

The two elven sword dancers who reacted first had just rushed forward when they heard a dragon roar. Even in the harsh environment where demons were rampant, the sword dancers who were still able to protect the tribe were suddenly struck by lightning and suffered an extremely strong mental shock. Their bodies stiffened for a moment and even their minds went blank.

When they regained consciousness, they found that they were hanging upside down in the air by the air roots extending from the magic tree.

The worst thing was that they could feel the strength and magic power in their bodies draining away madly. Their limbs soon became weak and the swords in their hands had already fallen to the ground.

"demon!"

The sword dancer, who had fought countless times with the monsters from the abyss, was furious.

Life Drain
At this moment, they were not the only ones suffering from such a predicament. The elves who raised their weapons and tried to save the mother tree were knocked down one after another, their legs tied by the aerial roots hanging from the magic tree, and they were hung upside down in the air.

Although more and more fellow tribesmen have joined the resistance array, the magic tree, which is still absorbing the vitality of the mother tree, is becoming more and more powerful.

Even if the roots of the magic tree were cut off or burned by fellow tribesmen, more roots would grow out of the ground.

What's even more outrageous is that the roots that grew out later actually appeared with a hard skin that looked like dragon scales and shone with a metallic luster. Some elves with weaker strength or weapons of poor quality found it difficult to split this layer of dragon scales.

However, seeing his fellow tribesmen suffering disasters one after another, the Great Elder of the Wood Elves, who was ranked as a legendary figure and presided over the sacrifice, remained silent and motionless.

Because he could see clearly that this magic tree, which was surrounded by evil spirits but also had natural power, had not really harmed any wood elves so far. It only drained their essence and magic power, making them unable to move and unable to resist.

Under the indulgence of the wood elf elder who had the ability to contain the magic tree but did nothing, those wood elves who rose up in resistance when they saw the mother tree was damaged were defeated. Some elves, seeing that the great elder did not take any action, also remained silent and did not choose to rush forward and launch an attack like the foolish young men in the tribe.

In the end, the dragon shadow that was hovering on the treetop and was originally a little blurry had turned into substance. With a loud dragon roar, the dragon actually flew out and defeated the offensive against him with the force of sweeping thousands of troops. It even hung all the elves who had pointed their weapons at him on the tree.

At this time, when this tree first appeared in the world, it was only half a person's height. Now, by absorbing the remaining vitality of the mother tree in the tribe, as well as the essence and magic power of these young fools, the height of the evil tree has exceeded 20 meters. Between the treetops, there is lush greenery, and countless aerial roots hang down, hanging more than a hundred young fools upside down between the treetops.

Many elves looked like human-shaped fruits at this moment, but these fruits did not look peaceful at this moment. They looked hideous and terrifying, and some people had fainted.

"Great Elder!"

Looking at the great elder who stood still and steady like a mountain, an elf elder who was standing beside him and was also on the sidelines couldn't help but cast a worried look at him.

No matter what, those hanging on the tree now are the few remaining elite members of the tribe. Although their lives are not in danger for the time being, who knows what will happen in the end? This tree really looks wrong.

"Dragon spirit born from plants, can you put my people down? They are only trying to protect the mother tree that gave birth to us."

The chief elder of the wood elves stepped forward and took the initiative to talk to the dragon spirit in the tree. He could see that this dragon spirit also belonged to the category of nature spirit.

It's just that he controlled the power from the abyss, but even so, the power of the abyss did not infect his essence. Therefore, the elves and each other should have a certain innate affinity. Those elves who were injured but not dead and hung on the trees are the best proof.

Wow~wow~
After defeating a group of elves, the Azure Dragon returned to the tree. After hearing the request from the elf, it poked its head out from between the trees with a curious look. Its red dragon pupils reflected the handsome face of this legendary wood elf, which was a little weathered.

"The mother tree of our tribe has entrusted everything to you. From now on, we will worship you as the mother tree..."

The Great Elder could see that the seemingly corrupted Tree of Life before him was far more greedy than the demons of the abyss, so right after it was planted, it began to demand the vitality of their tribe's mother tree without any bottom line.

But the mother tree of their tribe is not a fish that can be slaughtered at will. The huge spirituality accumulated over thousands of years is enough to give it a certain self-awareness. Although it does not have complete logical thinking, it is extremely easy for it to resist the extraction of a small sapling.

If their mother tree could be destroyed so easily, how could it have protected them until now? But the mother tree did not resist, but opened everything to allow the evil tree that could take root in this land to take away everything from her. Hearing the request from the old elf in front of him, the newly born red-eyed blue dragon still stared at the other party. He could feel that the elf's seemingly skinny body contained a power that was enough to destroy him, but the old elf was restraining himself.

The red-eyed Azure Dragon knew why the other party was restraining himself. He turned his head slightly and stared behind him. The mother tree was becoming more and more withered under his extraction.

This towering tree of life, as majestic as a mountain, was now continuously transmitting to him the spiritual energy that it had accumulated over thousands of years and had not yet been exhausted in the demonic tide.

At this time, it was no longer him who was extracting, but the other party who was actively giving. Although with his foundation, he could perfectly receive it, what was transmitted from it was not only spirituality, vitality and nutrients, but also the years that this mother tree had experienced over the past thousands of years.

In short, the mother tree gave all its memories to Qinglong. This is a kind of inheritance, but it is also a kind of bondage and restriction.

However, the Blood-Source Green Dragon Tree, which received the memories of the mother tree, was indeed affected by these memories, but it did not protect the inheritance of the elven tribe with the mildest disaster as the mother tree wished.

Ah ~
A shrill scream was heard. It was the sound of an elf who was hanging upside down between the trees as his magic power was continuously drained. He had originally fainted, but at this moment he could not help but scream. He could not bear the pain and screamed at the top of his lungs.

He was suffering inhuman torture at this moment. The aerial roots that originally bound his feet now grew a large number of fine roots. These roots drilled into his flesh and blood, grew wildly in his tendons and bones, and merged with his flesh and blood.

"stop."

The Great Elder, who had originally just been waiting and observing with no intention of taking action, saw his fellow descendants being tortured in this way. Although he guessed what the evil tree was planning to do, he could no longer sit idly by.

He is the chief elder and also the village chief. So many of his fellow tribesmen are watching him at this moment. If he turns a blind eye and does not intervene in the face of aggression from his fellow tribesmen, how can he continue to hold this position?

sigh~
Just a ray of air blade was drawn out, and the elf hanging between the trees and screaming was let down. At the same time, other elves hanging between the trees were also rescued.

Legendary Sword Master
The great elder, who looked rather weak and like a spellcaster, was actually a melee profession. At such a close distance, if he wanted to, he could destroy the seemingly evil magic tree in an instant, but he did not do so. He just lowered his head carefully to check the younger generations of his clan who had a lot of wood whiskers and tree roots penetrated into their bodies.

It can be seen that along with the surge of these foreign objects, there are some extremely terrifying protrusions under the skin of this unfortunate elf from time to time.

When the legendary swordsman cut the skin of his fellow tribesman and tried to pull out the tree roots from him, an extremely evil scene suddenly appeared. A large number of tree roots suddenly gushed out of the skin that had just been cut. These roots were intertwined, and the wound healed before even the blood could flow out.

"This is……"

Such amazing healing power immediately shocked the Great Elder. He looked up at the green dragon hovering in the tree canopy and staring at him. Their eyes met and he immediately understood what the dragon was doing.

This evil scene was also noticed by many elves. Although it looked extremely strange and full of evil, its extraordinary self-healing ability could not be faked.

Therefore, after learning that it was the mother tree of their tribe that voluntarily sacrificed itself to nourish the evil tree given by the elven gods, this originally restless elven tribe became much more stable. They then began to observe and test their own people who were parasitized by a large number of woodbeards.

During the test, it was found that this elf, who could be considered unlucky or lucky, retained basic cognition, and his will and thinking had not been tampered with in any way. He was still himself, no different from before.

The only thing that changed was his body. Under normal circumstances, he looked no different from an ordinary elf, but once he was injured, or entered a state of explosion and attack, the Mushu hidden in his bones, blood and flesh would take effect.

Not only will it allow his self-healing ability to reach a level beyond his current realm, but it will also be able to enhance his explosive power across levels in a very short period of time.

In short, apart from the unsightly appearance of the elves parasitized by Mushu, their survivability and combat effectiveness have both achieved a leap.

Most importantly, the elves possessed by Mushu no longer need to worry about the erosion and pollution of the abyss. Instead, they can absorb these seemingly filthy powers to recover and heal their wounds, or even to practice.

For the elves struggling to survive in the wasteland infested by demons, paying such a small price to gain such a huge improvement is simply what they want.

Without needing anyone's guidance, the elves chose the former between staying and fighting the harsh environment and embarking on the road of exile and becoming an exiled tribe.

The road to save hometown is in front of us. Although this road seems a bit bad, it is not impossible to choose. What's more, it will gain unprecedented strengthening and allow us to adapt to this decadent and corrupt world more smoothly than the devil.

"Is this how you protect us?"

Watching the younger generations lining up to receive the "blessing" and "protection" of the new mother tree, the great elder stood under the completely withered old tree, gazing at the evil tree that had already grown into a forest, with a complex look in his eyes.

Not all elves can accept such an evil symbiosis. Some elves suspect that the elven god who bestows such blessings is an evil god in disguise. Although there is no evidence, this suspicion is not unreasonable.

But the Great Elder and a considerable number of elves chose to accept this gift which obviously came at a price. They really had no choice. Moreover, according to the oracle, the essence of this evil tree was actually the same as that of the Black Devouring Dragon, and everyone had heard of the legend of the Black Devouring Dragon.

The evil appearance is only for the purpose of better devouring monsters. As long as the final transformation can be completed, it can still be transformed into a sacred existence far superior to the heavens.

In this case, what is impossible to accept? Moreover, the seemingly evil tree has also been recognized by the mother tree. After replacing the mother tree, it has indeed been protecting them. At least the pollution on the original mother tree’s land has been basically purified, and they can now plant some ornamental plants.

(End of this chapter)