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

Chapter 336 Ascend, Mage Tower! Factory Relocation

Just as Kroya hesitated whether to shout, "Stop fighting!", he felt the walls and ground around him tremble—it was the Orpheus Oak that made up the mage tower trembling!

This is a very rare thing.

As the most unique magical plant in the Orpheus family, bar none, the Orpheus Oak has almost never feared any magical beast or magical plant. This is why Kroa could confidently conduct all sorts of experiments inside the mage tower.

This oak tree possesses a unique magical field structure, the kind of structure that the "King of Trees" brings, capable of suppressing lower-level magical plants.

and so……

Kroya glanced at the oak tree surrounded by lightning and said knowingly:

"You are afraid of this oak tree."

He immediately reassured his mage tower, "You absolutely mustn't move it! If you do, my lab might be destroyed."

After his reassurance, the mage tower calmed down a bit.

It conveys a sense of fear and patheticness—

"……ancestor."

"Thunder...God King."

Because the oak tree was still quite young, its consciousness was very vague. Fortunately, with the help of the All-Encompassing Communication Technique, it was barely able to understand what the tree meant.

As expected.

He glanced at the oak tree where the corals were fighting and asked curiously, "You mean it's your ancestor?"

"Hmm, the king of thunder gods, is it Zeus?"

Once he realized the existence of the World Veil, a powerful magic capable of obscuring one's consciousness, he tried to find ways to mitigate its influence on him.

After some effort, the results were quite good. Now, as long as he stays within his territory in the North, the magic circle formed by the music can mitigate some of the effects of the World Veil on him.

That's why when he heard that it was Apollo's "old man" and that it was related to thunder, he immediately thought of Zeus, the king of the Olympian gods—and thinking about it that way, it seems true, Zeus's sacred tree was the oak.

In other words.

Did Apollo steal Zeus' oak tree to be a heirloom for his son?

Hmm... If we ignore the subtle relationship between the gods, this is actually a very "harmonious" family relationship.

If it's the ancestor of the Orpheus Oak, then it really needs to be dealt with properly.

With that thought in mind, he decisively intervened in the battle between the coral and the oak tree—a dazzling iridescent halo came from all directions, like an all-pervasive net, enveloping the oak tree.

This is inside his mage tower!

Even gods or legends must obey under the heavy pressure of these layers of magic arrays.

That's the skill of a mage; a mage in his mage tower fears not even the gods.

The oak tree seemed to have some kind of PTSD from the iridescent light; it struggled desperately, unleashing wave after wave of divine lightning, and even its own branches fell off as it struggled.

But Kroya completely ignored its resistance—he was very vengeful, and he had just been almost struck by lightning by this guy, so he had to subdue it severely.

You're not a magical plant that I carefully cultivated, so why should you enjoy my gentle caresses?

Moreover, dealing with such an unruly fellow would be very troublesome if it couldn't be subdued in one go.

So he increased his intensity time and time again, and the mage tower itself seemed to sense that Kroa was beating up its ancestor, and happily transferred more magic power.

The layers of magical light intertwined, so much so that it practically bent the oak tree's back, before it finally reluctantly conveyed its willingness to obey.

In truth, it was full of resentment. If it hadn't been suppressed for so long in that rainbow grass paradise, which had worn away almost all of its divinity, it could have definitely torn everything apart with lightning.

After all, its thunderbolts were the power of Zeus, the king of the gods.

"Since you want to obey, then beg me." Chloe smiled subtly. "Just beg."

Thunder Oak was slightly taken aback. A plea?

Could this little sorcerer be planning to add some kind of divine restraint to it? That's no joke; even Apollo could only break its roots and branches.

It wanted to see how shocked Kroya would be by the divine thunder within its body, so it emitted a pleading voice.

"I think……"

It didn't specify what it wanted.

However, in the next second, it felt a bright, golden mark, like sunlight, appear inside its body, deeply imprinted at the core of its magic power.

[The engraving was successful; Zeus's Sacred Oak (Eternal Imprint)]

This magical plant will be affected by Chloe's Eternal Hymn of Praise; when necessary, the Eternal Magic will sever its magical flow.

"..."

Thunder Oak's smug mood was instantly dealt a huge blow.

It simply couldn't imagine why it had been branded with such a severe mark without feeling anything at all—something even Apollo couldn't do!

It was confused, it was bewildered, it wanted to go mad and even thought about self-destruction—but from the moment the brand was applied, whether its life would end was no longer up to it.

Kroa slowly walked up to it. "This is just to protect you. Apollo went to great lengths to keep you here, not so you could destroy yourself like this, right?"

Don't worry, everything will be alright.

The mage stretched out his slender, white fingers and gently stroked the oak tree branches. The crackling lightning struck his fingers, but it couldn't block the warmth of the sun.

The pulsating thunder gradually fell silent.

Its will to resist was gradually eroded by the warm light.

However, it remained aloof and arrogant, saying, "I don't like these magics; it's just because my descendants are here."

The Coral Sprite immediately chuckled, "Hehe."

Thunder Oak didn't fight the guy anymore, but said, "Apollo stole me from the garden of the King of Gods, tearing off my branches and roots to reproduce, but he didn't give them the most important things."

It paused here, its mental energy clearly focused on Kroya, obviously waiting for someone to ask a question.

"..."

"What is it?" Kroya decided to give it face anyway.

It then replied, "It is the sky."

"I am able to take root in the sky and clouds, and allow other magical plants to fly together in the sky under my lightning protection."

I am the king of the forest, and the sacred tree of the sky god.

Lightning and rising clouds flowed from its body, spreading outwards like water, and were then absorbed by the oak tree.

Kroa could clearly see that the magic runes that were originally present inside the celestial body of the Orpheus Oak were lighting up.

The power comes from the true ancestors of the Orpheus Oak.

……

A peaceful day.

The islanders living on Hanjiao Island still lead a leisurely life. As the earliest inhabitants of Hanjiao, their lives can be described as quite comfortable, and they don't even need to work much.

After all, who doesn't have someone in their family who is an apprentice under Duke Hanju?

They would do something for a while and then habitually look up at the mysterious mage tower; it had become a routine.

When they saw the mage tower, their eyes widened in surprise.

It...it's actually taking off!

The mage tower, though not particularly tall, gradually rose from the ground, its body shrouded in lightning and mist, exuding an indescribable sense of imposing authority and sacredness.

"!!!"

"What happened?"

"Is the lord leaving?"

This scene immediately caused a great stir among the islanders.

What they are most proud of is that they can hear the music from the mage tower every day, which means they are the closest people to Kroya in the entire North.

But now it seems that the Mage Tower is about to leave.

They put down everything they were doing and anxiously watched the mage tower that was rising into the sky.

"Please remain calm."

Fortunately, the tower spirit's voice came from inside the mage tower: "This is just an experiment by the lord, don't panic."

Hearing this sound, they finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued their work, casually remarking, "So beautiful."

"I never realized this tower was actually a tree!"

"You wouldn't believe it, but this mage tower was made from oak trees that the lord obtained from the elves!"

Some of the longest-residing residents boasted smugly, then pointed to the trees that were gradually rising around the mage tower: "Look, those sunflowers and coconut trees were also planted by the lord."

There are also calming lilies of the valley and thick-soil sweet potatoes, which we planted on the former Hanjiao Island while clearing land with the lord!

And also, those fire-eating magical plants…”

—All the plants planted around the Mage Tower rose into the air amidst the lightning and mist flowing from the Orpheus Oak, breaking free from the embrace of the earth and soaring straight into the sky.

Clouds and thunder surrounded the magical plants, making them even more dazzling in the sunlight. They were like a legendary heavenly garden descended to earth, their beauty beyond words.

This scene was truly spectacular, leaving everyone stunned, but even more so, filled with pride—look at them, who else could be so lucky as to live so close to a powerful mage?

The entire ascent process lasted approximately three hours. After three hours, the mage tower gradually stabilized, surrounded by numerous magical plants, like a proud and unrestrained king of trees in a forest.

The tower spirit's voice rang out again at that moment:

"The following is the Lord's latest order: The underwater factory will begin its relocation. Please proceed in an orderly manner."

This time, the sound wasn't just on Han Reef, but across a wide area, broadcasting to all the islands surrounding Han Reef and to the underwater factories.

As soon as he finished speaking, round, white-gold bubbles flew out from the mage tower high in the sky, passing straight across the sea surface and arriving at the underwater factory.

Each bubble landed in front of a factory.

The workers and factory managers were all completely bewildered, especially some of the energy and magic-related factories—their factories were built on top of mines!

The sudden order to relocate nearly made them faint; everyone looked extremely anxious.

Fortunately, Kroya was not the kind of person who only knew how to give orders and leave no way out for others. Although the orders he gave were difficult, they were by no means impossible to carry out.

Sure enough, after the platinum bubble stopped, hordes of earth-stealing rats and special golems ran out of it.

They lined up neatly and quickly entered the factory, where they began preparations in an orderly manner.

Nowadays, almost every groundhog possesses a magic ability that allows them to communicate with humans, so communication is naturally not a problem.

For example, inside the first factory that Kroa built, which drew energy from an underwater volcano, a plump, burly groundhog wearing thick armor and a yellow safety helmet spoke in a serious tone:

"These seabed mineral veins also need to be taken away as requested by Lord Kroya, and I need your absolute cooperation."

It produced an authorization letter with Kroya's signature: "Now immediately have the workers cooperate with the engineering golem to move the magical plants and equipment inside the factory into the Platinum Bubble."

"You and I will enter the underwater volcano and move it away."

The factory manager was one of the earliest apprentices, and he had seen a lot of the world; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become the manager of such a large factory.

But when he heard that he and this groundhog were going to move a volcano that stretched for hundreds of kilometers on the seabed, he couldn't help but feel a wave of dizziness and almost blurted out, "What? I'm moving a volcano?"

Fortunately, he held back.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

While broadcasting instructions to the factory workers to cooperate with the digger relocation team, he nervously changed into a diving suit and cast spells such as underwater breathing.

Then, following the earth thief through a passage at the very bottom of the factory, they headed straight for the underwater volcano that had been mined for years but hadn't changed at all.

Throughout this time, the groundhog held a white pouch firmly in its paws. It opened the pouch, which seemed to be a bottomless pit, drawing in seawater and all the sea creatures along the way.

This pocket is connected to a dimensional sphere on the main body of the Qi Coral. Since there is nothing inside that dimension, the only way to develop it quickly is through transfer.

Kroa had already spoken to the merfolk in advance, and they were very generous, subtly indicating that they might also leave this area in the future.

Therefore, Kroya can transfer ocean resources from his territory without any scruples and then build a completely new ocean in that dimensional sphere.

And so, while moving seawater and marine life, the man and the rat arrived at the place closest to the underwater volcano.

At this moment, you can already feel the scorching heat from the flowing lava of the volcano, and you can also see the dark red flames.

The roots of the magic crystal root extending from the bottom of the factory, along with the etheric moss used as bait, form a magic circle here, continuously drawing upon the magical power of the volcano's flames.

Once there, the groundhog touched the small pouch on its belly, took out a cylindrical object, pressed a button, and a bright light shot out.

Under the radiant light, the volcano churning on the seabed shrank rapidly, eventually shrinking to the size of a groundhog.

"!!!"

The factory manager was immediately shocked.

What kind of magic is this?

Can it directly shrink an underwater volcano? Is it some kind of legendary magic?

"What are you standing there for?" The burrowing rat pulled out a shovel. "Go and shovel it up, but remember to protect the lava vein below!"

As it spoke, it threw down the shovel and began dismantling the magic circle that had been there. There was a lot to do, and it was in a hurry.

The factory manager, feeling dizzy, took the shovel and began shoveling at the volcano.

As he shoveled, he was in a daze; this was truly unprecedented, almost like a dream.