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

Chapter 337 The Land That Wants to Escape

The underwater volcanoes were quickly scooped up by the shrinking lights and sent one by one into the new world that was under construction.

Meanwhile, in the new world, the engineering golems are busy placing all sorts of magic orbs, as well as magical plants and beasts, into the gradually filling ocean.

— Countless white pockets floated in the sky, from which millions of tons of seawater, containing various marine creatures, poured out.

At the point where the seawater fell, the Tower Spirit directly mobilized the magical energy projectiles of the Air Coral, forcefully tearing a massive body of water from the earth. Not far away, a continuous stream of magical energy was falling, breaking down the solid soil and rocks into the most basic dust, which was then blown away by the wind to distant places.

Destroying this vast land is something that Coral and Kroa's magic cannon could easily do in a short time.

Tarling observed the constantly changing readings and muttered to himself:

"The waters of the Sea of ​​Atlantis are blessed by mermaids..."

"If we want this place to become a real sea instead of a giant salt lake, we need the help of the merfolk."

"...Sent."

Its gaze swept across the barren land through countless reconnaissance units. There was truly nothing here except for some native low-level magical beasts, let alone any intelligent races.

Even the magic here is extremely thin. The demons sent out to scout and the gray demon ants that are good at finding minerals only found some basic common minerals. They couldn't find any of the slightly higher-grade minerals at all.

It's important to know that their surveys didn't just go to the shallow surface; they went deep into the earth. The fact that they couldn't find even a single rare mineral vein shows just how barren this place truly is.

But thinking about it, it seems normal. After all, this place was bought with magic crystals. Given the nature of the Holy Spring Merchant Guild, they certainly wouldn't bury any rare minerals or treasures inside.

After thinking it over, it realized that magical plants and magical beasts alone wouldn't suffice, so it issued an order to recruit people to come here for development work. Anyone willing to enter the development would be given extremely generous treatment.

After issuing the order, it transmitted the logs here to Kroya, seeking its master's approval.

Meanwhile, its owner was talking to Daphne, and after only a brief discussion, handed the matter over to the Tower Spirit.

Looking at the completely unchanged log, Taling was unsure whether to say that Kroya believed it or that he was too lazy to even correct the typos.

……

Kroya shook the branch in her hand: "Then, Ms. Daphne, I entrust this branch and... His greetings to you."

It was a branch of an oak tree shrouded in mist and thunder—just broken off from the Thunder Oak.

Something like this, just one, is enough to awaken ancient bloodlines and genes.

The moment Daphne saw it, she visibly froze, her eyes slightly reddening: "His greetings, even the starry sea couldn't stop His divinity, how could it not leave me a sound and an image?"

The laurel tree lady spoke with obvious resentment. She really hated that even greetings had to be done by someone else. Why couldn't the omnipotent Him leave anything behind?

Time is an enemy they all have to deal with carefully, but she is now a tree, having grown alongside the Orpheus family for thousands of years, so how could she be afraid of it?

Kroya was slightly embarrassed. He thought for a moment and asked a question that had been on his mind for a while: "As far as I know, the predecessor of the Orpheus family should be Orpheus, madam... you."

Greek mythology has indeed always been exaggerated and outrageous. It's fine to read about and understand it, but when you actually see it, you still find it a bit hard to accept.

Daphne glanced at Chloe and replied, "That's why I said I was deceived by him, not only having to wait endlessly for him, but also having to take care of his offspring."

Oh, young mage.

You probably don't know this yet.

Since He cares so much about His child, I had long ago completely taken control of all the core secret places of the Orpheus family, and even the Oak Kingdom was under my control.

"I have protected this family for so long, my light has helped them nourish countless magical beasts and plants, and deterred so many gods... If I cannot see Him, at the end of time, I will burn Him to ashes."

The stunningly beautiful woman revealed a smile that made Chloe feel somewhat intimidated—yes, she dared to turn into a tree to refuse the god's advances, and the poor Orpheus family was probably already a kind of "handle" for them.

But then again, didn't Apollo know that?

A love story between gods that can be passed down through the ages is not so simple.

"You two are really good at this; you're a match made in heaven."

Kroa revealed a subtle expression:

"Thank you for telling me this secret; it satisfied my curiosity."

"Then I'll take my leave. I hope you have a good time here."

After saying that, he stood up and began to draw the magical runes of space. Hmm, this guy is a bit strange; he just casually tells him secrets like this.

Could it be that he's been holding it in for too long with no one to confide in, so his desire to confide has surged?

In fact, the reality was just as he had imagined. In Daphne's eyes, even the legendary and elven gods were nothing more than juniors.

But Chloe, the sorcerer who had studied the chapters on the sun and knew some ancient Greek stories, was completely different.

It is possible to tell some things.

"Hmm? Wait a minute." Daphne exclaimed in surprise, "This branch can help our oak tree undergo an unimaginable transformation. Don't you want any thanks?"

Actually, whatever you want, even if it's just to have us deal with a god for you, it's not a difficult thing to do.

—This is already an open secret. A race capable of producing a legendary mage as powerful as Ilister must possess some terrifying resources.

Chloe's calm voice answered her: "I thought we were already friends, and I've always been very friendly to my friends."

Daphne gazed at Chloe, who had already left, and sighed softly.

A moment later, she took out a leaf and said to it, "Let Beoriel come and help. The worst outcome is that we will return to the sacred tree and be reborn."

"Also, have him bring over the blueprints for the Elf Divine Ship."

"They were meant to soar through the sky."

After giving the order, she couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Just as this young monk said, what's free is indeed the most expensive."

……

the other side.

Kroa found his oak friend who was busy at the Earth Academy.

This guy was now dressed in a neat academic robe and wore a pointed, wrinkled wizard's hat. He looked intelligent and much more peaceful than Kroya.

"..."

"Have you been bewitched?"

Kroa asked curiously, "I don't recall that we don't seem to have a complete lineage of knowledge about witchcraft here."

Oak replied, "I got this from the border city. It's said to be from the beastmen. They're very good at using bodily fluids and natural materials to concoct strange potions."

The effects are even better than the potions we concoct using sophisticated magical instruments.

As it said this, it rummaged in its pocket and pulled out a small bottle containing centipedes, toads, and spiders.

"I made this."

At a glance, Kroya knew that those were level seven or higher magical insects, and they were also highly poisonous, capable of killing a level ten or higher superhuman with a single bite.

Such peculiar poisons are very rare.

He took the bottle, opened it, and sniffed it. He immediately frowned, overwhelmed by the extremely complex smell inside: "This is such a strange ratio. It's like they just threw it in randomly."

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For a mage who relies entirely on precise measurements to make potions, these may seem rudimentary, but their terrifying nature is undeniable.

Kroya knew his energy was limited, and he didn't want to tire himself out, so he only glanced at it briefly before returning the bottle to the oak tree.

"If you want to learn, then learn."

He watched the students walking happily to and fro, and although he was not even thirty years old, he inexplicably had a strange feeling that he was already old.

He thought it might be because he had been staying home too much lately, because even the oak tree was so energetic and starting to learn new things.

"Hmm... I brought you something good."

He pulled out a bottle containing oak extract extracted from the Thunder Oak and boasted, "With this, you should be able to undergo a further transformation."

The oak tree did not answer; its attention was completely drawn to the thunder and mist rising from the bottle, a yearning from the deepest part of its soul. Once it swallowed these, it would be whole.

All the magical plants stretched out their branches, yearning for rain and sunshine from the sky, but the Thunder Oak grew from the very beginning in the sky, rooted in the clouds, absorbing the light and mist.

But it hesitated: "If I swallow it, the blessing from the earth may disappear... Human friend, then I will no longer be able to maintain my legendary status and will no longer be able to help you."

"..." Kroya paused for a moment, then smiled. "I know you sensed what might happen, but it doesn't matter. No matter what happens, it will always be safe here."

"The favor of the earth gods here may not be a good thing. I hope that in the future you can travel with me to the star realm."

Upon hearing Kroya's words, the oak tree did not hesitate any longer. It picked up the bottle, gently opened it, and absorbed the lightning and mist inside into its body.

For a fleeting moment, the earth seemed to tremble.

With a hint of regret.

"well……"

The earthy yellow light was drawn from the oak tree, and the heavy, earthy blessing left it, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into a gleaming earthy yellow gem, quietly set in the oak tree's arm.

The oak tree's power plummeted; all the magic it had drawn from the ocean was used to fill the gaps in the earth. In the end, Theodore brought it back from the underworld, and it received the earth's blessings again before slowly advancing to the legendary level.

Now that the earth's bounty is gone, it immediately fell down.

But this was only temporary. After the damage to its bloodline was repaired, it gained even greater power—

[Engraving successful, Orpheus Oak (Blessed by Thunder and Sky)]

Based on the magical power of this magical plant, a Tree King Magic Field belonging to thunder and sky will be formed, possessing the following effects:

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In the sky: Except for a very few special magical plants, all other magical plants can rise into the air together in this magical field and gain the ability to grow in the air.

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Fleeting Lightning: Magical plants within this magical field can be teleported at any time using lightning, the distance of which depends on the amount of magic power of the Orpheus Oak.

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Noble Trees and Kings: The magical plants that grow within this magical field will gradually transform into the 'King' of a certain race.

[A blessing from the King of the Sky and Thunder, who is said to possess the great power to create celestial wonders; this blessing is His test.]

The oak tree, now stripped of some of its ancient heaviness and imbued with thunder and mist, looks wonderful. It even seems to want to show off its power and is grateful to Kroya for this gift.

So it took the initiative to say, "I just heard you broadcast that you're going to explore a new world, so I'll take some students and magical plants to cover your retreat."

This is also a good opportunity to test the orbal devices you provided.

Kroya glanced at the yellowish-brown gem on its arm: "Are you trying to sever your connection with the land here as soon as possible? It seems to be trying to save itself."

That gem is a gift from the earth, and also a seed of the earth. If it were in an earth that has not been polluted by the gods, it would surely produce many mineral veins, water veins, and magical veins.

"Hmm." Oak nodded. "I probably won't be coming back once I go. You need to make arrangements for people at the ranch and school. I know you're planning something big, but I've also been favored by it before."

Its tone carried a hint of apology.

"It's alright," Kroya said nonchalantly. "I trust you can control it, and I also trust it won't do anything foolish."

"Then you should go."

"I hope that new world will make you feel comfortable."

Kroya granted the oak tree the highest authority to explore, allowing it to take a large quantity of magic crystals and compressed magic veins, along with apprentices, ordinary people, and ether mages, to the New World.

He watched the oak tree's departing figure and said helplessly, "How should I put it? It's your fault for insisting on making that deity the mother goddess of the earth. I have to sever all ties with the earth and with light."

The earth was certainly not satisfied with Kroya's statement, but it only stirred up a gentle breeze that brushed past Kroya's cheeks, appearing somewhat unconvinced.

"If you want to leave, then follow my steps and give me your blessings."

Kroya didn't care at all, and with that, she strode off into the distance.