I don't know why, but I don't know why.
Because he now has no other better choice than this.
In order to avoid the powerful beings who set their sights here, discover the inner clues. Angel didn't hesitate any longer, raised his head, and a green pattern flashed in his eyes, wrapping around his right hand.
The green stripes in the palm flickered and pressed towards the tree trunk.
When Angel wanted to touch the green tree with his hand, the wind suddenly became bigger.
The pan-consciousness of the continent has already regarded the power of the true spirit in the tree as its own "life-saving medicine", so how could they be willing to let Angel be contaminated.
The violent wind blew on the skin, with a knife-like pain.
Greenwood, not far away, was even blown away by the sudden hurricane. Recklessly the wound ruptured again, and Greenwood was only a few dozen meters away and forcibly took root.
Although Greenwood was injured, his physical strength was comparable to a formal wizard, or in other words, stronger than a formal wizard on the non-blood side, after all, it was essentially a demon.
According to Greenwood's idea, it will be blown away. Then the shopkeeper might be blown away by the strong wind. After all, even if the shopkeeper's "core" has been changed, it is a fact that his body is weak.
However, when Greenwood looked at it, he was surprised to find that not only was Angel not blown away, but he didn't even move his body, like a solid rock, motionless as a mountain.
Angel could naturally feel the hurricane's blocking and repelling him, and even he himself guessed that he might be shaken by the wind. When he was thinking about whether to use tricks to strengthen it, he suddenly found that the wind seemed to be blowing on him, and it was not as strong as he imagined.
That's not right, the strength is still great, but the change in Angel's ** essence has made it not so difficult to stand in the wind.
Comparing Angel and Greenwood, it can be seen from this that the extent of Angel's physical strengthening has completely exceeded Angel's own imagination.
However, Angel doesn't have time to explore how much the body has changed, but continues to touch the tree with his hand.
The closer you get, the stronger the wind.
But in the end, the tilting hurricane did not blow Angel away.
The green pattern in the palm directly touched the bark. In an instant, the entire green tree emitted an amazing light, the light shot straight into the sky, piercing the void!
In this beam of light, one after another subtle green patterns connected to Angel's palm emerged one after another, constantly surrounding the tree.
The accident here has also spread to the far away dark place.
Sitting on the throne, the rickety figure wearing a totem mask suddenly stood up!
I saw him wielding the bone scepter swiftly and savagely touching the ground, and a terrifying ripple spread out!
As the ripples spread, there was a long humming sound from his throat.
If Angel was here, he would find that the syllable from the totem mask meant: "Don't stop!"
Moreover, the language he spoke was not the Devil's Language... but the Abyss Language.
Angel's palm still touched the bark, and the effect of the green pattern kept feeding back.
Angel's expression is very solemn, because he knows that the pan-consciousness of the continent has no actual thinking. It does not know that what Angel is doing now is actually beneficial to this continent. It only feels that Angel is taking over. its hope.
Therefore, before the "tree shape" collapses and the power of the true spirit begins to officially merge with the continent, he still needs to face the hostility of this continent's pan-consciousness.
Since the hurricane can't blow him away, perhaps, there will be new accidents born, such as underground magma.
Angel had already seen the lava pool rising not far away, and even his feet showed signs of rising temperature. In the face of the mighty power of nature, Angel did not dare to underestimate it.
However, what surprised Angel a little was that when he was on guard and cautiously facing the next violent storm, suddenly the wind stopped.
Angel had only seen sudden winds, but he had never seen it before. The naturally generated hurricane had already blown in front of him and dissipated suddenly.
Not only did the wind stop, the fire snakes in the lava pool tumbled, and the upwelling of the underground magma was also retreating.
Any natural vision that endangered Angel disappeared, and even the dust and flames blown up by the hurricane before fluttered and fell from the sky, avoiding where Angel was.
Right now, he seems to be in absolute safety.
It seems that the pan-consciousness of the entire continent is escorting Angel.
Angel was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "It seems that you also understand what I'm doing..."
Angel also thought that it might be a bit of a waste to spread the power of true spirit on this continent in this way. However, it is better than staying for others, and since he has no other choice, he will follow the message left by that person and hand over the power of the true spirit to the entire continent.
But now, feeling the escort of the continental pan-consciousness, Angel has a little self-comfort of "at least not in vain".
Although he is very clear that the pan-consciousness of the continent will not bring him any benefits, isn't this normal? Whether it is the pan-consciousness of the continent or the will of the world, they are all aggregated consciousness aggregates, and they themselves will not There are so-called human emotions.
With the cooperation of the Continental Pan Consciousness's initiative to turn off the flame, Angel can control the green pattern with peace of mind to collapse the "tree shape".
Also because there is no external force to disturb him, he can concentrate more on realizing this "green pattern".
The green pattern on the Green Tree and the green pattern released by Angel are all one-offs. That is to say, it does not belong to Angel, nor is it the green pattern that comes with the right eye, but the consumables left by the person who is suspected of Sharapova.
Once you use it this time, it will disappear completely.
Therefore, Angel hopes to study this green pattern before it disappears.
Angel devoted himself to the research, while the Continental Pan-Consciousness circled the range of this tree to a forbidden area.
Even the sound can't get in, and Greenwood can't set foot in it, so it can only look at Anger helplessly in a distant place, and then look at Anger not far from being surrounded by purple and white source fire The "Eye of Light", the Eye of Light is the soul of Orusia and the relic of the fire of love.
When Angel felt that the green pattern on his palm had dissipated, he opened his eyes helplessly.
He studied the green pattern before, and found that the surface meaning of this green pattern is the same as a green pattern on the right hand, and it is the effect of "binding".
However, when he continued to study along the "binding" model, he found that the second data was different.
The green pattern on his right hand has a total of five data in a series of researched, namely: restraint, digestion, fusion, channel and door.
The effect of the green pattern on the right hand is exactly the basis used by Angel to obtain the power of the Wilderness of Dreams.
However, the one-time green pattern left by that person, although the most superficial meaning is "bound", but the second data has changed. It is not "dissolving", but another type that Angel has never seen before. structure.
Because the time is too short, it is difficult for Angel to discern the specific nature of this structure, but the general effect can be summarized as the meaning of "steady or tough".
It should be used to stabilize the effect of energy.
Angel felt a little regretful. If he was given some time to study, he might be able to reverse this green pattern in the future. However, looking back and thinking, if he chooses not to use this green pattern, but spends time on research, when he researches it, it is estimated that countless great powers will enter this continent, and then he should worry about his own life. .
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As the green pattern on Angel's palm disappeared, the green pattern around the tree was also scattered a little bit.
At the same time, every branch of the Green Tree became a flowing vent, and the power of the true spirit inside began to gradually flow out.
The green light spots swayed on and off, like stars hanging on the branches, shining with dreamy brilliance.
The green tree is undergoing its final transformation.
It's like a summer cicada, hiding in the earth for several years, just to sing with his life on a certain summer!
And the transformation of the green tree also means that it is consuming its own life and blooming at the cost of life!
The transformation officially begins when the power of the true spirit emerges from the branches!
The power of these true spirits, like green clouds and mists lingering on the tree trunks, the clumps are stacked, the sparse shades, coupled with the flickering light spots, its beauty is difficult to describe in words!
When a gentle wind blows over. These clouds and mists, like dripping water, were carried away by the wind.
This process is slow and comfortable.
But inexplicably, seeing this scene, Greenwood felt a kind of brilliance blooming silently in the silence!
The gentle wind, the sound of blowing, seems like a beautiful hymn.
In writing, singing, the passing years, and the new yearning!
…
The wind took away the clouds and mists gathered by the true spirits and drifted to the unknown distance.
And the dense light spots shook off the branches.
When these light spots swept across the ground, the ground cracks that had occurred during the previous vision or battle were smoothed out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The spot of light fell on Greywood, and the wound that had broken again before was restored to its original state in an instant, and its complexion also turned from pale to crimson. Greenwood felt that he had never felt better.
Moreover, Greenwood also discovered one thing, the potion that the shopkeeper fed it before seemed to touch some kind of power sleeping in its body. And this time, when the spot of light came, the sleeping power seemed to have faint signs of awakening.
Greywood is changing, and so is the Tower.
He had almost turned into a puddle of mud, but when the light spots merged into his body, the body that had almost collapsed before had a strange reversal.
Even his consciousness that he was about to escape into the deep abyss was pulled back from the darkness.
** Tower raised her head with all her might, wanting to know the reason for the recovery.
When he looked at Angel's tall figure beside the bright green tree in the distance, he was stunned.
The emotions in his eyes are deep and complex.