Chapter 2725 (1/2)

Three months have passed since the violent explosion.

On the northern battlefield of the iron feather Pegasus world, a huge pit with a diameter of 10000 meters and a depth of 2000 meters appeared.

To create a crater of this size, at least creatures above level 4 can do it.

In fact, every time the Knights and magicians who participated in the battle remembered the scene of the day, they felt a little shivering.

Sure enough, every god level creature above level 4 is not so easy to kill. Before killing the other party, we must first consider the situation that the other party will work hard.

In the view of many creatures above level 4, anyway, everyone is an old monster who has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, or has a longer life span.

Killing one is enough and killing two makes money.

This kind of strong and savage idea is the true portrayal of these indigenous gods in the wild world.

No wonder that almost 180 years have passed since the war in the wild world group, but I still haven't heard that the middle-sized world level wild world has been captured.

Although 180 years is not long, it also proves the counterattack strength of the wild world group.

In the Space Fortress, Locke, who was wrapped into a mummy, is enjoying the care of several beauties around.

When the three giant Eagles exploded, the sharp wind energy blade tore Locke's solid bone armor, almost killing him.

Fortunately, as a knight, Locke's body surface protection and self-healing ability are also relatively strong, and there is no worry about his life.

However, those disordered heterogeneous laws of wind attribute remain on countless wounds on Locke's body surface.

So that Locke can't recover his body directly by soaking in the cultivation liquid. He has to use these white bandages with magic inscriptions to help him firmly adhere to the law of disordered wind on the body surface.

A pair of small hands gently swam on Locke to help Locke smooth the flesh and blood that were attacked by the law of the fierce wind element. The level Four Flower elves took care of Locke so closely.

Since Locke planted the ancient tree of the moon and the ancient tree of the soul, the little flower elf obeyed Locke.

Now she not only undertakes the important task of inheriting the ancient tree family, but also wants to witness the resurgence of the ancient tree of the moon and the ancient tree of the soul as the spiritual belief of the ancient tree family. (vertical and horizontal starting)

To achieve these two "grand" ideals, the first thing the flower elves need to do is to please Locke, a bad man.

Only when Locke nods can their ancient tree survivors get more resources.

Only with sufficient resources can the ancient tree survivors continue to develop and grow, and the consciousness of the ancient tree of the moon and the ancient tree of the soul wake up as soon as possible.

It's not easy to live under others, but over the past 1000 years, she has recognized the reality and grown up a lot. She is no longer just the little thing who commanded and sold Meng at the beginning.

"Yes, yes, a little lower." Locke said comfortably that the unique plant vitality of the flower elf makes her small hands seem to have magic, which is just suitable for Locke, who is seriously injured and in urgent need of treatment.

A tiny bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. With his level Four body, he helped Locke, a level five creature, recover his surface injury, which was also a great burden to the flower elf.

Fortunately, Locke is not stingy in this regard. The best tree hearts appear next to the flower spirit to supplement her exhausted natural power.

Soon, another pair of hands with rich life force pressed on Locke's waist. She knew where Locke needed treatment better than the flower elf.

Without Locke's command, the crisp and refreshing feeling of tearing muscles and recovering made Locke squint his eyes comfortably.