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

Chapter 338 The Relocation of the Terai River, The Blessed by the Stars

Kroya's first stop was the River Trey, or more accurately, its starting point, a spring located in the mountains—a clear spring that flows down from the mountaintop, then merges with streams along the way, and with the addition of underground rivers, it becomes the largest river in the North.

Its location is at the top of the mountain, and it is virtually impossible to climb such a steep mountain without the help of extraordinary power. However, for a powerful mage, neither high mountains nor deep seas are as flat as flat ground.

He slowly made his way to the mountaintop, only to find that the situation there was more complicated than he had imagined. Some plump beavers had already built nests and dams there.

That was a family of beavers, two adult beavers with three cubs, lazily lying on the dike they had built, enjoying the sunshine and the warm, moist air brought by the wind, as if they were in a sauna.

The smaller beavers lay comfortably on the plump, soft bellies of the larger beavers, as if they were on a soft mattress.

Even the arrival of Kroya did not wake them.

"Should I say you've been too protective, or are these beavers just naturally a bit slow?"

His response was the splashing water of the Terai River. The mountain spring water, which should have been bone-chillingly cold, became only a gentle warmth when it fell on Kroya, like a playful teasing.

He walked up to the spring, and the beavers finally reacted a little, but they only glanced at Kroya with their little eyes before continuing to enjoy their lives.

"..."

Kroya was indeed a little speechless. He looked at the spring and said, "I hope you can leave this world and enter my world, becoming a true mother river."

"It won't be safe here soon. The Earth Mother and that guy who wants to compete for the power of the earth will do everything they can to target everything I do. You're going to be in big trouble."

He had never explicitly expressed his dissatisfaction or hostility towards the Earth Mother Goddess in order to protect his friends. As long as he didn't take the initiative to break off relations, no god would do anything to him.

Now, he not only has military power, but also produces a lot of food every year. At a time when the entire human world is threatened by locusts and war, his stable food production is of inestimable importance.

However, when Eurydice actually carries out the plan, things will definitely become very troublesome, and at that time the gods probably won't care so much.

He likes to be prepared for everything.

But if Terre River really disagrees, Kroya will have no choice but to give up—he will plan for the best, but he won't force anyone.

The spring in the Terai River hesitated in the face of Kroya's request—it had been flowing here for hundreds of years and could be said to have become dependent on it, even completely adapted to the magical field here.

If it were asked to leave for another area now, it probably would have sprayed water all over the other person's face if it weren't for Kroya.

But it has indeed been thinking about what Chloe said.

Time passed slowly.

It finally conveyed a message: "I can go there, but I will take all the children with me, all the children who depend on me for their lives."

"Mr. Sun, I know you have a very special ability. I want you to leave a mark on my body so you can experience the places I pass through."

Kroya nodded readily: "Of course."

Then, a spiritual aura flowed from the spring of the Terai River. It was a clear, crystal-like spiritual entity that looked like a winged jellyfish and gently floated in front of Kroya.

The Spirit of the Terai River

The power of the Astral Imprint Technique remains immense, easily penetrating its spirit body to reveal the clear springs, winding streams, and rushing rivers that constitute it...

This was a novel experience, and Kroya quickly imprinted the magic of natural perception into it, then connected her consciousness with the spirit of the Terai River.

The River Spirit generously revealed everything about itself to Kroa.

In that instant, Cloa seemed to become the River Terai, flowing from this spring, gathering streams and geysers all the way down, nourishing the parched land, and flowing through the dikes built by the beavers...

Rivers like the Terai River, possessing self-awareness and spirituality, can even sense where water is scarce and where irrigation is needed; they understand all of this.

It certainly represents life, but it is completely different from the sun's light, which falls randomly and equally.

It is gentler, yet also more... domineering.

It's important to know that many magical beasts and plants don't really need sunlight, but they definitely need water. Therefore, the struggle for water resources is much more intense, and can even be described as extremely cruel.

The strangulation of plant roots, the battles between monster species.

All of this was revealed to Kroya, surprising and intriguing him—although he was by the sea, he hadn't really learned much about water, only the ocean knowledge he had learned from Treden.

All of these ultimately converge on one thing: the ruthless struggle for survival, the balance of nature.

"That's amazing."

"The power of water is abundant and inexhaustible, yet it eventually comes to an end."

Kroya murmured, "It is this inexhaustible yet balanced force that is nature."

—To be honest, this is probably knowledge that the Druid faction should have learned first regarding balance, but it's really irrelevant to Kroya.

The power of the sun is eternal and without end.

He continued, "Are you trying to tell me how much effort you've put into maintaining the vibrant life of the North, and that you're worried that life here will quickly wither away after you leave?"

The Terai River silently conveyed the spiritual resonance of "yes".

"Then you don't need to worry."

"Your flowing water and nature inspire me greatly."

He casually drew a circle, picked up the gopher wood harp, and then asked with a smile, "Tere River, are you ready to leave?"

This time, he was not only responded to by the magical flow of the Terai River, but also by the dust of the earth beside him—they did not know what Kroya wanted to do, but they still believed in him.

So Kroya leaned back against the rock, adjusting herself into a comfortable position, her long, slender, white fingers gently caressing the strings. Flowing from within was not only the natural magic of the gopher wood, but also a long-simmering, grand melody that had permeated the entire Northern Realm.

Iridescent musical notes emerged from all directions, and even the resting elves joined the chorus—this power had reached legendary levels.

This is the power of the Rainbow Poem. Kroya essentially has the entire North help him absorb the magic of sunlight for meditation, except that he doesn't want to use this power, but only stores it up.

Otherwise, if he could simply reclaim all that power, he could instantly become a legend and inevitably embark on the path to godhood.

Once this force is mobilized, it is terrifying.

All the areas that the Terai River flows through, both above and below ground, are calling out to life willing to leave with the Terai River. They only need to respond to be carried by the rainbow-colored symphony into the flowing river.

At this moment, they also became part of the music, part of a piece that Kroya had temporarily composed, called "Ode to the Terai River".

Meanwhile, the Terai River itself was slowly "rising" under this powerful force that could interfere with space, the rocks and water all enveloped by the symphony, gradually ascending into the air.

Even the Wheat Valley Territory and the elves followed suit—these elves, born of the earth and nature, were very perceptive, and they could sense that staying here might be dangerous.

So without any persuasion from Kroya, he simply followed the symphony formed by the ode to the Terai River and left, intending to enter another world.

Everyone in the North stared at this astonishing scene, speechless, their mouths agape in amazement—it was nothing short of a miracle!

The silvery, shimmering river flew into the distance under the sunlight, flowing straight through the entire Northern Territory.

Finally, it landed at Kroa's mage tower, where it was slowly swallowed by the waiting Air Coral and left this world.

After it completely disappeared, a huge void remained on the surface. Not only that, but the mineral veins that the river originally carried also vanished.

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Then the earth's blessing finally arrived, and clear water gushed out from the cavity, spraying out with a "whoosh" and gradually filling the cavity.

Although the new river wasn't as spiritually vibrant and magically abundant as when the Tre River was there, it had still lost so many magical plants and beasts along with the Tre River, so this offsetting effect created a balance.

Only after everything was over did Kroya gently play the gopher harp, releasing some of the magic stored in the symphony to help the North, which had lost the River Terai, recover some of its strength.

Kroya doesn't need to worry about what happens next. Although losing the Terai River will cause some trouble, the apprentices in each region will handle everything.

After demonstrating his formidable strength, he no longer needs to worry about anything.

—He could already feel countless surges of faith power, and this miraculous scene indeed excited many people.

He looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction: "Hmm, the Grand Movement works just as well as I imagined. All I need to do is make certain things part of the movement to enjoy its benefits."

Throughout the entire process of moving the Terai River, he did not use any other power; he relied entirely on the spatial abilities of the Rainbow Grass and the inclusive and conductive abilities of the symphony itself.

This gave him ample confidence that he could move the entire North in the future.

He was in a good mood, and when he sensed some magical fluctuations, his mood improved even more.

"Oh? Very soon."

"You brought it back already?"

Kroa's eyes lit up, and she looked over eagerly.

—Inside the Fungal City within the Mage Tower, the apprentices are reuniting in the starlight, each draped in a robe made of starlight.

After being blessed and regenerated by the power of starlight after this death, their power made an almost supernatural leap, from level three or four to level eight.

Furthermore, the starlight will continuously help them transform their bodies until they truly become constellations that shine brightly in the celestial realm, achieving immortality.

"Level 8 Star Warriors and Mages."

Kroya nodded in satisfaction and tapped the ground with his hand: "Then I'll take my leave now. If you need anything during this time, you can tell the Tower Spirit and then notify me."

He then immediately opened a portal to the new world, returned to his mage tower, released the apprentices and insects, and quickly brought them to the new continent.

We can't leave them out... Those who have just received the Starlight Blessing will undergo some extremely noticeable changes. For example, Lina, who was struggling to stand firm, suddenly collapsed a rock with a "thud," or someone who casually jumped a long distance, or someone who summoned the storm with a slight cough.

On the contrary, the insects in the mother nest were much more adaptable, and soon they surrounded the mother nest, lined up neatly, and awaited Kroa's command.

So they were all blushing with shame, completely avoiding Kroya's gaze—oh my god, this was so embarrassing! Being watched by the lord like this, they wished they could go for a swim across the sea.

Kroya looked quietly at the apprentices: "You need to adapt quickly. This surge in power is a test of your adaptability. Now you have received the blessing of the starlight and are warriors of the starlight."

"In the future, those who receive starlight will possess even greater power. If you can't even adapt to this level of power, how can I entrust you with more important matters in the future?"

However, even with these words, adapting to these powers was not an easy task, and in the end he could only make the decision: "Stay here until you adapt."

Once you've all settled in, I'll entrust you with something even more important. This is a completely new world of mine, and I'm about to begin its pioneering work here.

Since you all have inexhaustible energy, why don't you get to work!

To his surprise, the apprentices' eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this—they truly shone with a bright starlight.

"yes!"

"We're going right now!"

They rushed out impatiently, crushing the poor soil like giants, leaving behind pits and holes, and then, following the tower spirit's instructions, began a process of breaking rocks, pushing aside mountains, and blowing out storms...

It was as if the screw had returned to its place, and it became smooth instantly. Its movements and demeanor became much more composed, and even its eyes became clearer.

"..."

Kroya didn't know what to say. He had originally wanted to have a detailed chat with them, but it seemed that working would help them adapt more quickly, so he kept quiet.

His attention is now drawn to his surroundings.

The magic here... is withering.