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

Chapter 396. The Hidden Green Chapter: Celestial Music

"Purify".

"...Could it be the Spirit Grass created by the illusory god?"

Is it a pirated copy?

He didn't know why, but when he looked at the little flowers growing on the octopus, he always had a sense of déjà vu, like intelligent plants, but those little flowers were more delicate and more natural.

He tilted his head and looked at the giant octopus.

"Help me cut it..."

"Eat me..."

"It hurts so much... the growths in my body..."

The painful mental energy from the giant octopus was instantly transmitted through the Astral Spirit Imprint Technique, like a tidal wave, continuously impacting Kroa's mental energy barrier, carrying a strong "contamination".

This is an octopus that was already legendary, blessed by an evil god, and corrupted by the Time God. Its powerful spiritual energy even made Kroya feel somewhat dazed.

Fortunately, he was already used to dealing with all sorts of magical beasts, including some ferocious ones, and he also managed to use the Orange Melody as a protective barrier in time to block the impact.

Only then did he begin to comfort the other person.

Kroya, who was already adept at this, quickly calmed the octopus down, mainly by transferring the octopus's pain onto himself, using his own foundation to bear that pain.

This is the path one must take regarding the principles of "dedication" and "acceptance." In any case, he can now carry enough principles, the more the better.

Only after this was done did he finally have time to observe the other party.

I already knew this octopus was a "silver shell octopus," but that was just one of its tentacles. Now that I see it in its entirety, I realize that its internal structure is incredibly complex.

There is the blue of ocean tides, the white of moonlight, the black of time, and the even deeper black power of an unknown evil god—even the Celestial Imprint Technique has not given the precise name of the evil god.

This is strange, because we have encountered some corrupted magical beasts and plants before, and they all clearly explained which god had cast the curse.

"But it's alright."

"Anyway, this is actually the territory of the False God. If any powerful evil god comes to cause trouble, I'll just throw the False God out."

He quickly convinced himself, and then transmitted a message through the Eden Terminal:

"The evil octopus has been dealt with. All apprentices, please leave in an orderly manner and proceed to the development base for rest and treatment. We will resume development work in one day."

What happened next was not suitable for the apprentices to be present, so he had to get them to leave, except for two of them.

After the apprentices had all left, Queen Tiria, who was clean and without a trace of blood, jumped up first, followed by King Atreus, who was covered in blood and looked as if he had been rolling in a pool of blood.

Although the two of them were temporarily concealing some of their strength, the pleasure brought by such battles still satisfied them quite a bit. After all, they were the chosen emperors of the Starsea Empire, and their enthusiasm for battle was not lacking.

"How was your time, you two? Did you have fun?" Chloe asked with a smile.

"happy!"

"It's rare to experience such a satisfying feeling of tearing apart an evil god."

King Atreus shook off the blood, smoothed his hair, and casually leaned against a nearby rock, saying, "Who really won?"

Kroya looked at Tiria and then said, "Atreia, you won."

"Huh? What?" Tiria exclaimed in surprise, "You actually won? How did you win?"

She didn't doubt Kroya's objectivity, but she was shocked by the matter. The legend of the Atrei family's invincibility had long been one of the interesting stories passed down among the high-ranking officials of the Starsea Empire.

She was, after all, a chosen one who desired the throne—all previous emperors had regarded the Atreus family as their best allies because they knew they would not win; victory would belong to the great emperor and the entire empire.

If... the legend of the Unbeatable is overturned, then the direct line of the Atreus family will definitely undergo some qualitative changes, and may even affect the stability of the Star Sea Empire.

"It's a secret."

Atreus stroked the bronze spear, at the end of which was a faint mark of an owl and what appeared to be an olive leaf. His fingers were slightly unnaturally pale.

"Now that you've told me, it's no longer a secret." Tiria looked directly at him. "You should know the seriousness of this matter. Your father is a marshal of the empire, and your brother is the emperor's personal guard."

"The glory of the Atreus family is inextricably linked to the Empire and the Emperor. You may enjoy the praise and the honor that falls from the sky, but you cannot truly possess it."

That's a bit much to say, but they have a pretty good relationship. They collaborated quite a bit when they were in school at Xinghai Imperial University.

Putting aside the fact that they were all choosing an emperor and the interests of their respective families, from the perspective of a friend only, she felt that she should offer some advice.

Especially this idiot, couldn't she have kept it a secret and taken her time? Revealing it like this, does she really think she and the monk next to her are exceptionally good people? Trust can be deadly!

"It doesn't matter."

Atreus sheathed his spear, leaned against the reef, and looked at Tiria: "It doesn't matter whether you say it or not, victory is what I crave, even if it costs me my life."

Kroya, standing to the side, frowned slightly. He sensed a very strange force; King Atreus seemed to have lost a lot of life force.

and so……

Is war about violence, bloodshed, and chaos, rather than a victory for life?

He wanted to warn him, but Atreus had already looked at him and blinked almost imperceptibly, his blood-red yet clear pupils filled with excitement.

Well, now even he has to admit he's a lunatic.

It's unclear what kind of deal he made with Cassandra to receive such a "blessing".

After mentally complaining, he took the initiative to change the subject: "You two have helped me a lot, so I'll give you some of this octopus... and while you're at it, could you also help me find out who its deity is?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and gently beckoned to the octopus below that stretched out like a giant mountain.

"Ding!"

Immediately, platinum ring structures appeared all over the octopus's body, enveloping it completely. They were then rapidly compressed, eventually forming a palm-sized, rotating sphere that landed in Kroa's palm.

"Such powerful spatial control."

"It's very ancient, and quite different from modern spatial techniques."

The two emperors marveled at this.

They weren't experts in this field. They could kill the octopus, or even chop it into mincemeat and eat it, but compressing it so easily was something they simply couldn't do.

At this moment, the progenitor of the Sea-Thirsting Phlox, who was purifying the giant octopus, noticed something was wrong and surged up from the bottom of the abyss. However, it was blocked by other Sea-Thirsting Phlox when it approached Kroa.

It's unclear how they communicated, but after touching each other a few times, the progenitor of the Sea-Thirsting Phosphorescent Algae lazily collapsed on the ground, and the colorful Sea-Thirsting Phosphorescent Algae surged towards Kroa.

They skillfully piled themselves into a sofa, shimmering as if inviting Kroya to lie down quickly.

Of course, Kroya wouldn't refuse and plopped down on it.

The two emperors beside him both looked speechless. Atreus also looked at his dog, which was wagging its tail and curled up on the ground, but the size of the dog... sitting on it would probably crush it, so he had to give up.

Sitting on the familiar Sea of ​​Firefly Algae sofa, Kroya began to cut up the octopus in his hand. The two electors were not idle either, collecting the tentacles that the former had cut off while discussing the possible source of this creature's faith.

"If it was the power of an evil god that made it delicious, it must be one of the gods associated with the pleasures of the Feast Court."

"It seems like it was originally quite delicious. I think it's probably those evil gods in the desolate starry sea who have an extreme craving for food."

Whether it was because the battle had exhausted them or not, the two of them, while talking, quickly built a fire and started grilling on the spot.

Finally, after Kroa helped the octopus sever all the tentacles that had been soaked in the power of the evil god and suffered endless pain of proliferation, the poor octopus was left with only... an octopus body.

The cuts on its arms and legs were wriggling and flowing with pitch-black ink; it would probably heal completely and grow back in no time.

After the two electors devoured a pile of octopus tentacles, they finally concluded: "It must be an evil god from the desolate starry sea called Feast, whose hobby is to devour all delicious food."

It is said that the concepts of greed and gluttony originated from Him.

"Is that so?"

Kroya narrowed his eyes, sensing something amiss with the hidden chapter "Concerto of Greed" in the orange chapter of his Rainbow Poem, as well as the green chapter.

A brand new chapter is unfolding.

It was as if it was meant to exist, and it would only be revealed when Kroa learned of a certain "thing".

The former naturally refers to "greed" of the seven deadly sins, while the latter is actually "gluttony," or rather, a description and punishment of gluttony, "Thirst in the Sunlight."

"The fruit hangs on the branch, but I cannot touch it."

"I have devoured the earth's bounty, filling every void with desire."

"I knelt on the scorched earth and scooped up the cracked soil."

"Sunlight is everywhere; sunlight grows everywhere."

"Burn away all greed, illuminate the awe of hunger..."

Cloa chanted the poem in her heart; its power was "erasure," the exact opposite of the abundant life brought by "Paradise of Rainbow Grass," capable of erasing all rich life.

Without life, there will be no hunger.

Under the sun, only nature itself exists.

This "fairness" truly gave Cloa a chilling feeling.

But that's normal, I guess.

After all, it involves chapters about "demons" and "evil gods".

This harvest alone was enough to make him happy, not to mention that he still had to deal with the progenitor of the thirsty sea glow algae and the octopus later.

He recorded this passage and then said to the two electors, "Would you two like to continue exploring here? This sea area has been sealed off for over a thousand years, and all kinds of species have grown very plump; they must be quite delicious."

"Let us two work for you," Tiria said, elegantly wiping her mouth with a handkerchief. "Then you'll have to be our cook; the food you roast over the flames tastes even better."

"OK."

"Please go and rest at the base. I have prepared some surprises for you. They are all specially bred. I will call you after things are settled here."

Kroya reached out and opened a spatial portal, sending the two away.

It has to be said that these two are really down-to-earth. Choosing an emperor is considered to be at the top of the empire's nobility, yet they are so easy to talk to.

He sighed for a moment, then turned and flew to the bottom of the abyss with the Thirsty Sea Fluorescent Algae and the octopus, standing in front of the Thirsty Sea Fluorescent Algae progenitors who were paralyzed in a heap.

"Are you aware of this power?"

He transferred a magical power through the Astral Imprint Technique.

Then the sea-drying bioluminescent algae instantly became restless, and the individual algae gathered together, turning into a flowing, clear and bright tide.

They encircled Kroa's body, gently embracing her and transferring their power related to "tides" and "purification," forming a Tide Stone on Kroa's white foundation.

"Great Father, Creator."

"This is our mission."

"We have always retained the power you bestowed upon us."

A grand symphony, like the sound of countless surging waves, continuously flowed into Kroya's body, spirit, and magic.

This is not a piece of music that can be described in words.

It's more like "celestial music" created by oceanic celestial bodies formed by tides colliding and echoing in the star realm, free-spirited, lively, and mysterious, completely opposite to the orderly structure of "The Poem of the Rainbow" which is written with laws.

Without a doubt, this is the music of the Protoss.

It needs no words to express it; even the grandest epic cannot describe it.

Surrounded by such music, he was immersed in the magical environment created by the progenitor of the thirsty sea luminescent algae, and a crystal-clear starlight slowly appeared in his mind.

That is the vessel for the Astral Spirit Imprint Technique!

It is the necessary medium for the spell "Astral Imprint". Without it, even if you know the spell's formula, you cannot cast it.

It was absorbing the magic power accumulated by the ancestor of the thirsty sea algae for an unknown period of time. Its body gradually expanded, becoming round from a small ray of light, and a drop of azure "gem" dripped out.

The gem landed on Kroya's wrist, forcefully squeezing out the Moon Leaf Magic Device that was originally there, and used the light of the tide to pierce itself, then hung alone on the former's wrist.

Then the light lingered for a while in the music of the tides before leaving and re-entering Kroa's body.

When Kroya woke up, he looked down at his wrist and found a mysterious bracelet hanging there, with a gem, or rather... a star, on it.

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