There are many ways for the holy tree to collect the power of faith. The most direct way is to make the living creatures have the emotion of worship for the holy tree, or to like it from the heart.
Kuitoan had contacted a lot of humans many years ago, and had also "influenced" those humans to become one of the believers of the Holy Tree.
But it ended in failure, and not many humans would regard a tree as their god.
But during the period when Arthur Crowe communicated with humans, the sacred tree did receive energy from humans.
Quietuan investigated this matter out of curiosity, and the final result was that many humans fell in love with their own kind, and the love of humans for high elves was also converted into the energy of the holy tree.
So... Quietuan looked at the dense power of faith surrounding Al, and he could only come up with an explanation.
"There are so many humans who have a crush on Al..."
Quitoan gradually understood what Joshua was referring to as "solving the Arthur Crow crisis".
If relying on this energy, the weak Sacred Tree can indeed heal gradually.
But Quitoan still doesn't get it...
"Is it the spiritual magic that fascinates human beings by 'playing cute'?"
Quitoan guessed that the "method" used by Joshua could make more than 5,000 human beings fall in love with Al. At present, he can only think of some kind of magic that can change human minds on a large scale.
"Your interpretation of cuteness actually makes some sense, but it's not entirely correct, and Al's popularity has accumulated through her own skills. At most, I can provide her with a platform."
Joshua inexplicably agreed with the elder elf's statement about being cute, but he still told him seriously, "People have gotten to where they are today through their own efforts."
"With your own abilities?"
Quitoan continued to look at the screen displayed on the screen, with five "characters in the painting" standing in the background, but a line or two of words drifted across the screen from time to time.
"Praise the tree of the world, Miss Ar is really an elf."
"Just listening to Miss Al's voice, the bad mood of failing to refine medicine this morning has all disappeared."
"Can I touch your ear?"
These words floating on the screen are the voices left by those human beings. Even if Kuitoan is separated by thousands of miles, you can feel the enthusiasm of human beings for Al from these words.
Quitoan took this opportunity to glance at Al, who was not far away. Al did nothing but just sat there.
In the next second, Al finally had a new move.
"My mentor Fuya seems to be online, and there are thunder crystals, so the happy three-person team trip is ready to start!"
Al waved his hand excitedly. This wave seemed to be ordering thousands of troops. The power of faith gathered around her increased again, and even a little bright light appeared.
The text on the screen also gradually increased... Quitoan carefully read each line of text above.
"This time I'm still using the elf pioneer..."
"It's started? Who has matched Miss Al?"
"The battle seems to have begun."
Battlefield, Hero, Holy Spirit.
These three keywords were the most captured by Quitoan.
Who are these humans gathering to see Al's duel
Al's outstanding magical talent has indeed given her a fighting ability that is several times stronger than her peers.
Humanity's interest in strife was expected by Quitoan.
But the tavern is not a suitable "battle field", and Quitoan didn't see any opponents at all.
The most important thing is that the words "Battle has started" and "Let's see how Al's performance is" kept floating across the screen, but the elf himself was still sitting in his seat, at best he just picked up The original spar in hand swiped.
"My arrows will point your way."
Suddenly, a confident female voice came to Quitoan's ear, and he took his eyes away from Al and looked at the magic web interface shown by Joshua again.
The "character in the painting" on the magic web interface moved, it was a tall elf, and she tugged a strand of her blond hair behind her ear with her hand.
This character is very stand-up, and Quitoan should not be described as a painting... Her expressions and every move are like real people.
"Elf Herald Kamshikna..." Quitoan pronounced her name from the line below the character.
"Mother... Mother?!"
The next second, the elf elder shouted out in a gaffe.
"What did you say?"
Qiao Xiu was busy reviewing the barrage and mobilizing the logistics staff. As a result, the elder shouted "Mom" and directly made Qiao Xiu turn his head and look at him.
"Pioneer Kamshikna, a great high elf and my mother."
Quitoan and Joshua's eyes staggered together.
The lifespan of elves is really too long. For humans, those ancient characters written in the history books are only the difference between the predecessors and the younger generation in the eyes of the elves.
"Today, I must use Master Vanguard to win the first beheading!"
Al did not notice the embarrassing situation here at all. The loading of the game screen had ended, and Al directed the great elf pioneer into the battlefield of the Holy Spirit.
This scene was also seen by Quitoan, and he didn't know how he felt when he saw his deceased mother being manipulated by a junior.
"You just used the same name?"
Quitoan knew that the Vanguard himself looked completely different from the elf in the picture, especially the part of the chest.
So Quitoan guessed that the human just happened to have the same name.
"No, this pioneer is your mother. The setting I set for her is the composer of the elf poems, the great man who leads the elf family to glory."
Qiao Xiu opened another magic net window and presented the pioneer's background setting in front of the elder's eyes.
"I'm sorry if this makes you unhappy. If you are really her son, I will delete this role." Joshua said in a very serious tone.
Quitoan fell silent again, and he turned his head to look at the live broadcast.
Al is controlling the elf pioneer to walk in a forest, her figure is still as strong as always, dormant in the shadow of the trees waiting for something.
What really shakes Quitoan's heart is the text floating on the screen.
"Is Miss Al still in the minus 100 percent stage? A first-level vanguard shouldn't learn tree shadows!"
"Why can't you learn it? The outbreak of the first-level tree shadow ambush is so strong that it doesn't make sense!"
"In the beginning, such a weak hero learns everything the same."
"The elf vanguard players in the ladder arena said that in the early stage of Miss Vanguard, you dare not go out of the defense tower if the first-level piercing arrow can hit."
Arguing... Quitoan didn't understand what they were saying, but these humans were arguing over the "hero of the alien race".
His mother had been dead for almost two thousand years, and for a long time, no one even mentioned this "hero" among the high elves.
Quitoan didn't understand whether the character in the picture could represent her mother, but this character made many people remember the name Kamshikna and everything she once did for the elves.
Most importantly... these humans remembered that she was a hero, a "pioneer".