What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 221. The Battle Line Formed by Magical Plants

After learning about these circumstances from Ellie, Chloe was distracted.

While having his angel clone carry them forward, he immediately contacted Mifein through the staff of the Monster and Plant Pet Shop.

Although he knew that what he had learned was quite shocking, he trusted Milfein's character and believed that if such a thing really happened... Milfein would stop it.

Even if we take a step back and assume the worst, at least we can contact the higher-ups of the Church of the Earth Mother. I believe they won't sit idly by and watch what the God of Light wants to do to the Earth Mother.

His only goal was to save the Orpheus Oak.

"Friend, you've witnessed an embarrassing scene."

When they saw Mifein again, wheat ears had sprouted all over his body, and even his hair had turned into wheat ears.

He's practically turned into a "wheat person".

"How long can you keep this up like this?"

Kroya was genuinely startled by the guy's appearance. After giving him an indescribable look, she finally spoke up to ask.

"I can hold on for another ten days." Mi Feiyin didn't hide anything and was very open-minded: "If I can protect these people, I feel that my sacrifice was not in vain."

May I ascend to the Kingdom of the Mother Goddess after my death and live eternally in Her light.

"..."

That's why I said I can't understand these believers. If they really entered the Kingdom of Heaven, they would definitely be controlled. Why are they so happy?

After silently cursing, Kroya changed the subject and told the reporter the information he had just received, but he still omitted some things, such as the fact that he had transformed into an angel.

As for finding that angel after the matter is over, you can only say that he was just a kind-hearted angel who happened to be passing by. Anyway, you can't find him. Even if you have some suspicions, they are just suspicions.

In comparison, the matters here are definitely more important.

After hearing Kroya's words, Mifein's expression was slightly blank, followed by an extremely angry and painful one, and the rice ears on his body began to burn with red flames.

He sighed, "The origins of this pain are clearly recorded in the history of the church; they actually tried to use this pain to gain their own strength..."

Seeing that the other party seemed about to reveal some secrets of the church, Kroya decisively interrupted, "I don't know about the church's dirty secrets, nor do I want to know, but I am still willing to help you defend this city."

"I hope you can contact the higher-ups at the Church of Mother Earth as soon as possible to stop his actions."

"It's very difficult." Mi Feiyin smiled bitterly: "According to the church's way of handling things, they will definitely rush to the Holy See of Light to hold them accountable as soon as possible, but they will only send someone over after the accountability process is over."

My friend, sometimes... an explanation is more important than the result.

Moreover, if the power of light could truly descend, that would be a miracle, the divine power that all believers yearn for.

Those who died were merely necessary sacrifices.

There were some things he didn't say. He even suspected that some people within the Church of Mother Goddess might be conspiring with the Church of Light to plan this.

If that's really the case, then using the divine artifact to stop the Church of Light would be impossible.

Just as he told Chloe, any sacrifice or offering is worthwhile if it brings forth the power of light.

"..." Kroya suppressed the urge to retort.

He had initially had a favorable impression of the Church of Mother Earth, but now it seems that the truly normal people are indeed a minority.

Although Mifein didn't know what Kroya was thinking, he could tell from her changing expressions.

He sighed again: "The most important thing now is to rescue the elf Ellie."

"The Orpheus family's elven divine ships should not be bombing so recklessly within the territory of humans."

Their reason was to search for their family members, and once Ellie was safely out, they would lose their reason to interfere.

This should save your friend, and after that, things should be much easier to handle without it.

To be honest, what Milfein said was exactly what Kroya had been thinking, but he hadn't brought it up himself.

because……

The Sacred Mine of Yavana now appears to be "the wound of Mother Earth." If this wound can be truly healed, would the people of the Church of Mother Earth remain indifferent?

Cloa and the Orpheus Oak are friends, but they are not.

Sacrificing just one oak tree would be enough to heal the earth's wounds and, incidentally, drive back the tentacles of the Abyss Lord.

To be fair, weighing the pros and cons, if Cloa were a high-ranking member of the church, she would probably have done the same.

This is a golden opportunity.

People with different identities naturally have different considerations.

Kroya, who was already a despicable adult, knew this well, so he didn't say it.

His silence made Mifein sense something; the heir to the Abundant Spiritual Energy reached out his hand, his eyes gleaming.

"I know you don't want to sacrifice your oak friend."

"The Sacred Mine of Yavana is the wound of the Mother Goddess, the sin we all created, sucking the blood and flesh of the Mother Goddess to satisfy our own desires."

"We have committed this sin, and innocent lives should not have to pay for it."

My dear friend, I swear to you, on this point we are the same.

"Ugh."

"If everyone in the church were like you, I believe we could be good friends."

Kroya looked at the boy whose body was covered with ears of wheat, and still reached out his hand—even though it was just a projection, he still grasped Milfine's hand.

It has no tactile sensation, yet it is truly present.

The two smiled at each other, as if they had broken through a barrier, and their relationship grew closer.

Then the rest was much easier to handle.

There wasn't much war in Kroya's territory, but he was always preparing all sorts of war-related magical plants so that he could use them directly when needed.

He may not wage war, and he may not need to use it, but he absolutely cannot be without it.

Now is the time to verify the results.

……

after a while.

Inside the Magic Plant Monster Pet Shop.

A large teleportation magic circle from the Holy Spring Merchant Guild is being activated.

The flowing, azure holy spring water brought batches of magical plants from the Isle of Reef—including sunflowers, burning tree stumps and peas, and enormous ice watermelons…

After a long period of farming and development, these magical plants, which are more or less imprinted with magic, have finally arrived in the world outside of the Desert Reef Island to face their own war.

They were loaded onto small vehicles, which were essentially living weapons, and drove off one after another to the battlefield.

The two managers of the Warcraft Plant Pet Shop, both prisoners, Mil and Ott, stood at the shop entrance and left in batches with the other shop employees, carrying vehicles loaded with magical plants.

They had already undergone training in magical plant tactics and could transform into commanders of magical plants when necessary.

To ensure their safety, they were fully armed, wearing armor and protective magical amulets.

Without Kroya personally overseeing the battle, they were already prepared. As the magical plants arrived one after another, they began to leave in various directions.

According to Mifein, his large-scale magic "Harvest Intoxication" requires the construction of magic power at various nodes. If he can defend some nodes, the magic power he consumes will be greatly reduced.

So, the shop assistants were heading to the magic nodes that Mifein had mentioned—the city gates in the four cardinal directions.

The frontline base was completely empty; anyone still capable of fighting had gone to the front lines.

……

When the shop assistants arrived at the city gate, the paladins who were still inside the city were already engaged in fierce battle with the endless swarms of insects and mushroom-like creatures that resembled a gray tide.

This naturally includes riders who have purchased dogs.

The Flametail Hound's good mindset played a huge role at this moment. On such a battlefield, facing so many enemies, many war beasts would feel fear.

But the Flametail Hounds are different. Their tails are ablaze with flames, like a cluster of flames moving across the battlefield, as they swirl their tails and bombard the swarm of insects.

They were panting heavily, revealing sharp, white teeth, their expressions extremely excited, and the speed at which they launched fireballs was visibly increasing.

It was almost turning into a barrage of fireballs.

Carefully nurtured by Kroya and infused with a trace of crimson fire, these creatures, despite being only second-tier magical beasts, possessed incredibly powerful fireballs.

Dozens or even hundreds of Flame-tailed Hounds wagged their tails and released fireballs together, achieving an effect similar to the fireball bombardment and suppression of a battle mage squad.

It was accompanied by a rumbling sound.

They forcefully blasted a hole in the gray tide.

"sharp!"

"Keep it up!"

The paladins, no longer caring about their image, cheered and applauded.

What surprised them even more was yet to come.

Mir arrived with more than a dozen vehicles. He first dumped all the magical plants out of one vehicle, and then threw the magic crystals into the plants.

The "magic grass," which looked no different from grass, grew rapidly, spreading at a visible speed and covering a large section of the blank area outside the city gate.

Immediately afterwards, all the remaining magical plants were poured onto these magical velvet grasses, which acted like self-operating conveyor belts, transporting the various magical plants to different areas—

At the very front of the Magic Velvet Mat is a huge Ironwall Tree with a metallic sheen on its surface. This special tree species absorbs metal through its roots and then strengthens its trunk.

After being imprinted by Kroa, they became enormous and extremely malleable—a characteristic derived from the Orpheus Oak, though not long-lasting, but sufficient as disposable war plants.

It only took three or four minutes for the Iron Wall Tree to grow from a seedling into a giant iron wall, about five or six meters wide and three or four meters high.

They stood guard at the forefront of the battle line, their sturdy bark gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, silently enduring the onslaught of springtails and mushrooms.

Even if insects bite the smooth bark, it will only leave a shallow tooth mark and a gap.

Its regenerative ability makes it almost as if it had never been injured.

The bark, reinforced by astral crystal dust, can reflect and negate most low-level magic.

The swarms of insects and mushroom people have always won by quality and infection. They can't infect these infected trees, and they can't even bite through the iron wall trees. There's really nothing they can do.

Behind it are more magical plants that are growing vigorously. Thanks to the existence of the Iron Wall Tree, they have enough time to grow and gradually take shape.

Dandelions scatter their seeds, which float leisurely in the sky, driven by their instinct for life to head towards places where insects congregate.

"Boom!"

Just like an air-dropped bomb, it bursts into dazzling flames and the red glow of flesh and blood upon landing.

Rows of sunflowers shot out crimson rays from their flower heads, striking precisely, like fire falling from the sky, at the magical creatures mixed in with the swarm of insects.

With the help of the bouncing peas and lotus leaves, the ice watermelons hurled their fruits one after another with far greater force than a catapult.

The frozen watermelons, carrying a massive amount of cold air, are like bombs the moment they hit the ground; each watermelon can freeze all the insects within a five-meter radius of the blast.

Sticky peas burning with flames followed closely behind, raining down from the sky; the combined effects of fire and ice caused terrifying damage.

Many insects got stuck and had no chance to escape; they were burned to ashes.

More importantly, Kroya added juice from a fruit called "yellow lemon" to these resins.

The insects produced by the mother nest all find this smell extremely repulsive; to them, it's almost like a poison gas bomb.

They immediately separated in disgust, completely unwilling to be tainted by these pungent smells.

This was truly a double blow to both the body and the sense of smell; even the most fearless insects began to retreat under such an onslaught.

I really can't get in!

The insects immediately wondered if they could try a different approach—

The ground-based firepower was a full-coverage saturation attack, and the insects weren't stupid; they were thinking about whether they could break through from the sky.

The ethereal dragons and balloon-like nest insects flew over, attempting to seize air superiority.

However, the drifting willow catkins had already intertwined in the sky, forming "cloud walls" that were covered with a huge number of windmill chrysanthemums.

They spin their blades rapidly like windmills, blasting out cold air and then recalling it in a cycle.

During the long winter, the windmill chrysanthemums, which have accumulated a massive amount of cold air, form a line of defense against the cold. Even the most cold-resistant insects that try to break through will be instantly frozen and fall off.

There's no way to get around in the sky either.

Some insects try to break through from underground, since insects are actually quite good at digging.

But the ground was already covered with magic velvet grass, and gray squirrel grass roots that grew in the soil and shuttled back and forth.

They silently entangle and strangle the insects underground, then fiercely burrow into their bodies, absorbing their flesh and blood as nutrients to nourish themselves.

For plants, the main battleground for competing for nutrients is actually in the soil, where they crave both water and nutrients.

Therefore, the battlefield underground is even more brutal than the battlefield on the surface.

Whether on the ground, underground, or in the sky, the magical plants form an impenetrable defense.

The gray swarm of insects was like a flood crashing against a dam, and was forcefully stopped.

The knights, who had been fighting fiercely, were now completely idle after the magical plants took over the battle lines. They were knights from the Kingdom of Law and had experienced quite a few battles.

But this is truly the first time I've seen something like this.

Even the Elven race, who are most skilled at cultivating magical plants, probably don't have such a complete system of war magical plants. They seem to have been created from scratch as weapons of war.

They gaped in amazement, and in their surprise, they suddenly realized that they were no longer needed, as the magical plants had completely taken over their work.

It was only then that they remembered their injuries, and their wounds began to ache.

As paladins, they naturally possess a complete set of battlefield first aid methods, since they will more or less cast Holy Light and Healing spells.

Before they could even begin treatment, they witnessed a scene that left them speechless—not far away, some drifting, jellyfish-like things were enveloping their Flametail Hounds.

The dogs, who were seriously injured and had exhausted their magic, were comfortably enveloped in the jellyfish, and their wounds were healing rapidly.

Out of curiosity, they went over and were then enveloped by the drifting "Radiant Jellyfish Flowers".

The gentle, moist air, imbued with magical water capable of dispelling corrosive and cursed substances, caressed their wounds as if it were alive.

Cool and soft.

This healing is faster than the healing of holy light, and it does not require the consumption of one's own life force—the healing logic of holy light magic largely relies on stimulating and mobilizing the life force of the organism itself.

The healing methods of water element and nature magic are exactly the opposite, focusing more on compensation and repair. In comparison, the former is naturally faster, while the latter is more suitable for restorative treatment.

Staying inside the jellyfish, isolated from the outside noise, was safe and comfortable, and the knights' tense nerves immediately relaxed.

Before long, they fell asleep, slumped over in their seats.

The dogs obediently stayed by their owners' sides, and then fell fast asleep.

Thus, the battlefield became very strange—

On one side was a positional battle resembling artillery bombardment, while on the other side was a safe and comfortable sleeping area, creating a strong sense of division.

All of this was observed by Icarus, an elf hidden in the void, whose eyes gleamed as he looked at the magical plants.

He muttered to himself, "What kind of being cultivated these magical plants? If Lady Beoril knew, she would be very happy."

A blush appeared on the handsome face of the elf.

He was increasingly eager to see how things would unfold.

(End of this chapter)