Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

call out!

A dark red beam of magic grazed the treetops and struck an ancient oak tree in front of it.

With a loud explosion, wood chips flew everywhere, and the huge burning tree trunk collapsed, blocking the way.

"Cough cough..."

Ella tumbled out of the bushes in a disheveled state.

His silver armor was now tattered and covered in thorns and blood.

Her long silver hair was mostly singed, and her delicate face was covered with soot marks.

"Quick! Don't stop! Support the wounded!"

Ella turned around and called out to the dozen or so elven rangers supporting each other behind her.

Her voice was unusually hoarse, carrying a hint of hysterical despair.

Half a day ago.

Her team was ambushed while tracking a lone group of wizard apprentices who had fled, based on intelligence.

Brave elven rangers plunged into a trap set by a despicable wizard apprentice, only to be surrounded by evil golems that could self-destruct.

To cover the retreat of those who survived the explosion, the old captain charged alone towards the wizard apprentices who were preparing to clean up the mess.

Ella couldn't understand it. Her troops were so brave and invincible, yet those cowardly and treacherous demons couldn't even withstand a single charge from them before...

When they came to their senses, only three out of the nearly one hundred people remained, and those familiar faces were filled with panic and fear...

Ella bit her lip until it bled, the salty, metallic taste of blood stimulating her nerves and keeping her from collapsing.

"They're over there! Don't let them get away!"

"These silver tree elves are worth far more than those stinking orcs, so watch your hands!"

"I'll take that elf's ears, the rest are up to you..."

Ella couldn't understand the shouts coming from behind her, but she could hear obvious mockery, cruelty, and greed in those unfamiliar words.

"Damn extraterrestrial demons..."

The pursuers are getting closer and closer.

Ella could feel the scorching airflow emanating from the magical vibrations behind her.

"Ella, I can't go on... You should leave..."

A young swordsman fell to the ground, half of his legs corroded, oozing pus.

"Shut up! We're all leaving together!"

Ella grabbed him and hoisted him onto her shoulders.

But deep down, she knew that today was likely to be a terrible day...

Are all the sacrifices made by the old captain and many team members going to be meaningless?

Just the night before, everyone was singing around the campfire, and someone was playing the strings of the gote...

In a daze, a familiar silver color appeared in Ella's eyes.

That is……

Her pupils suddenly contracted.

Beside him, the flames of the witchcraft bombardment spread rapidly along the dense forest, only to come to an abrupt halt a short distance ahead.

It was a magical forest made of silver moon trees.

Countless vines stretched out from the dark forest, twining around the ordinary oak at the edge and extinguishing the flames on it.

The silver leaves rustled, and vibrant flowers bloomed on the ground, paving a path to the magic forest.

Is there still a Silvermoon Tree Forest that is functioning properly today?

A sense of unease rose in Ella's heart, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the will to survive.

"Enter the Enchanted Forest! Quickly!"

They had no other choice; this somewhat strange silver moon tree was their only refuge.

A dozen or so remaining soldiers stumbled and staggered into the even darker forest.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several wind blades followed closely behind them.

Just as the elven ranger, who was running at the back, was about to be hit by the wind blade, several silver moon trees at the edge of the magic forest suddenly bent over.

The lush foliage acted like a silver shield, blocking the path of the wind blades.

puff!

The leaves fluttered down, but were not cut.

The pursuing wizard apprentices stopped in their tracks.

The leader was a highly skilled apprentice with a scorpion tattoo on his face.

He looked at the silver forest that was rapidly returning to silence, then at the still-wriggling vines, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

"Captain, are we not going to chase them anymore?" someone asked.

"This magical forest is quite large, far larger than any we've encountered before," the scorpion-faced man said in a deep voice. "These elves are clearly familiar with the terrain; following them in rashly would not be a good thing."

Although he desperately wanted to stomp on the female elf's head and tear her ears off, his instinct for danger brought him back to his senses.

"never mind."

The scorpion-faced man spat. "Anyway, they're just a few injured elves; it's not worth the risk. Our mission is complete; let's go back and collect our contribution points."

The sounds of the pursuers gradually faded into the distance.

Inside the Silvermoon Tree Forest, Ella's taut nerves finally snapped.

Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the damp moss, panting with her eyes closed.

"I...I survived..."

The other wandering knights also collapsed to the ground, some crying, some groaning.

Once the threat of death had temporarily disappeared, they immediately recalled everything that had happened to them.

The comrades who were laughing and arguing yesterday are now only remembered as the overwhelming white light.

"hiss……"

The young ranger, who had lost both legs, let out a low groan of pain.

Ella struggled to crawl over, wanting to offer some help, only to find that her magic was already depleted, and the first-aid medicine she carried seemed to have been lost during the escape.

"Hang in there, I'll figure something out..." She realized her voice was weak and powerless.

rustling...

The surrounding trees suddenly emitted a soft rustling sound.

Ella suddenly stood up, gripping her scimitar warily.

Dozens of vines with silvery leaves sprouted from behind the tree trunk and, to Ella's astonishment, wrapped around the wounds of all the injured.

"Don't move!" she realized.

But then the vines quickly secreted sap, which covered the wound, causing it to stop bleeding and scab over at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, several more branches drooped down, covered with silvery fruits that looked like some kind of berry, emitting a sweet fragrance.

A starving elf instinctively plucked a fruit and put it in his mouth. After chewing it anxiously for a while, a happy expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the surrounding elves no longer cared about being wary, and even forgot about their own injuries. They rushed forward, picked the fruit, and began to devour it.

"This..." Ella stared blankly at everything.

Not long ago I was fighting for my life, but now I am in this heavenly scene. It is so beautiful that it is unreal.

"Is this the protection of the Father God?" An elderly ranger, tears streaming down his face, knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the depths of the forest. "The Father God has not abandoned us..."

Upon hearing this, Ella felt a surge of warmth in her heart, but this was followed by deep doubt.

She had never experienced this situation before, so why did she feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity with it?

Ella suddenly remembered that she had been to this Silvermoon Tree Forest before.

She tracked down the unusual magical fluctuations in the forest, but found nothing when she arrived. Instead, she discovered something strange: new Silver Moon saplings were growing in the forest.

But each time the Father God goes missing, the World Tree also goes into hibernation.

It and all the Silvermoon Trees will cease most of their activities, including reproduction, and will only engage in some "natural" communication with the elves.

Last time, new saplings sprouted in this forest, and this time they've come to the rescue of those in distress...

So, it's the protection of the Father God... That's what the old captain said last time too.

But if the Father God disappeared during the battle with the evil god, would he still have the strength to protect a forest?

Unbeknownst to Ella herself, she had developed such a rebellious idea.

Ella's gaze drifted into the depths of the forest, where branches intertwined.

She decided to go and see.