Chapter 661

Out of the cabin, gray looked at the forest with a slight eyebrow. He was a little surprised.

He remembered that Moore forest was the habitat of elves and a very magical place, but the place where they fought before was not counted. From here, although it was beautiful, it felt dead.

It is clearly spring, the season for the recovery of all things, but there are few flowers here. The trees are dark dead trees. It looks like a dark forest, not a magic forest.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, which fell between his fingers with his rubbing.

"A little Narnia, so when she became Queen, she really became the king of this land?"

Gray felt the subtle resentment and the dark smell carried in the soil, which was the reason why Moore forest became what it is now.

"But it's much worse than the White Queen and Narnia. Maybe it's only because the magic of this place is too strong that this land has a strange image."

This is not Narnia. The world is very big. Unlike Narnia, which was created by Aslan and gave the white witch the power in Narnia, it finally became like that.

This land is not Narnia, and Mary Pherson is not the white queen, so it can never become the frozen appearance of Narnia. At most, it becomes dead like this, but it doesn't affect the survival of other creatures.

At best, staying for a long time will make people feel depressed.

"Good place!" Gray smiled and opened the magic array under his feet. His magic went down the magic array and dived into the ground to expel the darkness in the earth.

This is the magic usage learned automatically in Narnia for several years. Then he tried to assimilate a piece of his own territory in the hidden world, but he stopped halfway every time and experienced it repeatedly.

Therefore, it is very simple for him to use magic to turn a special land into his own.

It is here that there is no such characteristics as the hidden world and the Narnia world. He can't really turn it into his own thing from the perspective of mystics.

If you can, the throne of Moore forest will change hands soon.

But thinking of those pit goods elves, even if gray is sure to become the king here, he won't do it. In such an important position, let Mary Pherson play by herself.

With that trace of death and resentment receding, from his feet, the vegetation began to glow, and the green grassland became more vibrant. Beautiful flowers bloomed in clusters on the grassland. The slight fluorescence coincided with the golden sunshine, and everything became quiet and beautiful.

"It still looks more comfortable." Gray breathed a sigh of relief and felt that an invisible dark cloud had dispersed.

"I don't understand why we have to change the living environment and draw smoked makeup after blackening.

I'm beautiful. Isn't it good to live in a beautiful place? What's the matter with having to torture yourself? "

Gray said he couldn't understand. Didn't he write that he was a bad man on his face?

As he talked to himself, a large area of land around him became vibrant, which was very different from other places.

Soon, some elves found this place and crowded here.

They all like nature and green plants, but Mary fisson is too strong for them to disobey her.

You know, there was no queen or king in Moore forest at the beginning. The elves here coexist peacefully and live together by mutual trust and sincerity, rather than the rule of the queen.

Until Mary feisen was cheated and cut off her wings, her temperament changed greatly overnight, so she was self styled as the queen of Moore forest from the guardian of Moore forest, and the tree elves who fought side by side with Mary feisen supported her, allowing her to control the moor Kingdom smoothly.

Because of the submission of the elves, Mary Pherson's magic invaded the earth and changed the environment of Moore forest together with her resentment and hatred.

The flowers are not blooming, the plants stop growing, and even the green seems to have a little more negative smell, which is not liked by the elves.

But now, a place has returned to its original appearance, and they can go back to their previous life.

Countless elves flew from all directions, chirping, dancing among the flowers, rolling on the lawn, fighting, chasing and laughing with each other.

On the contrary, he was the greatest hero, which was completely ignored by them.

"Your queen is resting. Keep your voice down, or this place will soon become the same." Gray warned.

One or two were fine. At one time, so many elves crowded in and chirped like sparrows. He felt very uncomfortable in his ears.

"Queen!" All the Elves were silent for a moment, and gray also realized how scared Mary fisson made them. No one even saw it. They could be frightened by only one name.

"Isn't the queen hurt?" An elf whispered, his eyes staring nervously at the vine hut.

"Yes, that's why I need to rest."

"Did you make this? You made Moore forest what it was? "

"Yes, it's me."

Without the expected thanks, the elves continued, "can you turn the whole moor forest back? It's too small here! "

Silly, I don't know how to ask people to do things. Thank you first.

Muttering, he didn't argue with the elves whose IQ was obviously not online. "My ability is limited. Just doing this is the best I can do."

"So... What do you do?" The elves did not dare to speak loudly, nor did they dare to discuss. Look at me, I look at you. I'm so anxious that I'm almost crying.

Now this place is enough for them, but it is too small for the elves of the whole Moore forest. At that time, it will only be crowded. People with dense phobia will die suddenly on the spot.

"But if you can collect some magic potions for me, I can refine some potions so that I can restore more places to their original state." Gray said directly.

Don't beat around the bush when talking to simple people, don't beat around the bush when talking to stupid people, and don't beat around the bush when talking to simple and stupid elves, not to mention he doesn't like to beat around the bush.

Sometimes people like to complicate things.

That's good. It's a deal. Clearly, you give me magic medicine and I'll restore the forest to its original appearance. It's simple and easy to understand.

"Good, good! Let's find the potion! " As soon as the elves heard this, they became excited and immediately planned to collect magic potions.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you what magic potions to collect, otherwise how do you know what to collect?" Gray waved his hand, and a virtual image of potions appeared in the air for the elves to identify.

"Choose one, so that you don't remember wrong." Gray had no confidence in the memory of these elves, and it seemed difficult for many small elves to collect a potion.

"I remember!" One by one, the elves turned to collect magic potions.

Gray puts the silly girl on the ground, and the projection always exists for the elves to recognize.

He wanted to remind them not to pull out the young plants because of impatience. Then he thought that these Elves were close to nature and would not do such things that hurt nature, so he didn't say much.