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

Chapter 59. The Dim Sea (Please continue reading)

Something enormous emerged from the seawater, and Kroya initially thought that her singing had awakened something extraordinary.

But when it finally emerged from the sea, it was discovered that it wasn't a living creature at all, but rather...

a tree.

A tree formed by the gentle, bright moonlight, it is enormous, as if it supports this ocean and the sky, but its branches and leaves appear very slender and delicate.

It is full of a crystal-clear, fragile feeling.

To be honest, if it were just a tree, it wouldn't have caused Kroya to show such a shocked expression. The reason is that this tree, with its branches and leaves, exudes an indescribable sense of order.

It seems that the spacing between each leaf, the length of each branch, and even the angle and curvature of the bends are all perfectly consistent.

This made Kroya realize that the tree was definitely not naturally formed, but rather a magical creation.

A colossal magical creation.

His singing voice still echoed, each note drifting through the branches of the great tree. Through a transformation akin to a magical mechanism, it eventually became more harmonious, powerful enough to subdue the surrounding seas.

"Is it not only a magical creation, but also a musical instrument?"

Chloe pondered for a moment, then slightly altered the melody, transforming it into a serenade with her own interpretation.

But his voice had just been uttered.

The strange tree-shaped instrument also responded.

Just as the tranquil serenade-like singing was about to spread, he suddenly felt as if a knife had been plunged into his brain.

A sharp pain shot through him, and everything went black.

Then, he lost consciousness.

The silvery-white sea quickly turned into a dull gray after he lost consciousness, and everything disappeared, not even a trace of moonlight remained.

……

Meanwhile, in the underwater city of mermaids.

King Michael, still kneeling in worship, glanced in confusion at the tree in the hands of the goddess statue in front of him, and noticed that one of the small branches had dimmed.

He asked curiously, "The big tree...this branch."

The Mermaid King gently waved his hand, and the moonlight and the mermaid song in the city immediately spread outwards, spreading through the ocean at an incredible speed.

The entire sea was enveloped by this strange magic, and all living things in the sea, from whales to shrimp and seaweed, resonated with this power.

The invisible ripples spread to the depths of the sea and the shores of the land before stopping.

Got nothing.

Even with the magic he used with the help of the ocean, he couldn't find out where the branch of the "Tree of Emptiness" in the goddess's hand had gone.

Although its true form still grows on the Tree of the Void and can be restored, the fact that the ancient magic within it has vanished and cannot be found still makes King Mihai uneasy.

He even suspected that some high-ranking deity might have intervened.

To avoid this situation affecting them.

He decided to seal off the city while the female mermaids were giving birth to their babies, and then have Aria go to the little mage to refine the essence of water after the babies were born.

"Goddess...when will your dream finally end?"

King Mihai knelt again, but the statue only wore a compassionate smile, showing no sign of awakening even at this point where the magical energy of the ocean's veins converged.

He did not continue to question his god, but the magic emanating from his body began to affect the surrounding seawater and ocean currents.

The entire mermaid city was completely surrounded by turbulent ocean magic and whirlpools, leaving not a single gap.

……

The next morning.

The intense headache failed to wake Kroya. What roused him was the warmth of the bioluminescent algae in the thirsty sea.

When he awoke from his coma, enduring excruciating pain, pale red algae covered him.

They continuously absorb the sun's light and magic, then continuously supply this magic to Kroya—although they do not have complete consciousness, they can sense that Kroya is in great pain.

The notes of the Crimson Song sounded discordant.

So they immediately gathered together and used their power to help Kroa recover.

If it were any other magician, they would probably have gone insane from the magical surge long ago. Only Kroya's strong mental fortitude allowed him to barely hold on.

His gaze remained blank for a while before he recovered, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "This... what a terrifying tree!"

There was a hint of apprehension in his tone.

Thank you all.

Kroya said softly, then quickly began meditating with the thirsty sea glow algae on her body. With the help of sunlight, she recovered somewhat in a short time.

At least my head doesn't hurt as much anymore.

It will take about a week of meditation to fully recover.

However, he discovered that although his mental energy was depleted, its upper limit had doubled.

Even the magical energy vortex within his body showed signs of condensing into a third one. Once fully recovered, he might even be able to advance to the third-level mage!

That guy who screwed himself over, wasn't his teacher only at level four?

Although the difficulty of going from level three to level four is several times higher than that of going from level one to level three, it is still achievable with some effort.

After realizing this, he suddenly felt that things were alright.

Hmm... I was unconscious for one night in exchange for a rapid advancement to level three. It doesn't seem unacceptable. I even want to do it a few more times.

Kroya quickly suppressed the terrible thought that had just arisen and looked toward the bottle she had filled.

The astral crystal bottle is still there, perfectly fine.

But the hazy and dreamlike moonlight that once filled the area has vanished, and now it is a gray sea with a strange tree growing in the center.

It... no longer has the silvery moonlight it once did.

It became transparent yet chaotic, like a crystal of extremely poor purity. The ocean also completely lost its previous pure and sacred light and seemed to be gradually collapsing and disintegrating.

"What's going on now?" Kroya quickly stepped forward.

This thing is really good! It allows you to see the spellcasting methods and mana models of magical beasts, and if you could learn their magic...

That would save a lot of trouble.

He shook the bottle, but it remained motionless, like the Dead Sea.

"Is that not allowed? Shall I go in and take another look?"

He gritted his teeth, wanting to extend his mental energy in, but before he could do so...

He sensed that something was very wrong.

His gaze was fixed on that strange tree.

I... can actually see the astral form of this tree?

Indeed, within his line of sight, he could clearly see the presence of a Star Spirit within the rather well-organized tree trunk.

It is also conveying consciousness—

"strength……"

"I need power."

"...the power that makes me exist."

Kroya paused for a moment, then tentatively transferred her power into the crystal bottle, continuously pouring crimson magic into it.

They entered the illusory sea, were absorbed by the dim and transparent tree, and finally barely lit up a leaf that was no bigger than a pinhole.

Although the light spots were small, the crimson light shone down like the sun, as if trying to illuminate this sea area.

But this is clearly a drop in the ocean.

At the same time, an even more yearning voice came—

"I want more..."

"Help……"

"I will give it to you..."

(End of this chapter)