79: Scene 32 Forbidden Garden_2 79: Scene 32 Forbidden Garden_2 “Further expanding one’s strength, isn’t this benefit enough, my lord.”
“Hmph, it’s nothing but a motley crew.
I’m not interested in those weak skeletons.”
“I heard there’s a veteran from the November War in Buqi’s Guard Team, he’s the captain of those humans.”
Kabais’ eyes flickered with flames: “It’s not worth the trouble.
It would be a bargain for that brat, Weisa.”
Rosco sighed, realizing his attempt at persuasion had failed.
He lifted his head, preparing to say his goodbyes.
After all, he and Kabais were not from the same faction.
He wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for this matter—despite Death God Kabais being the main commander in the army, as an Undead Wizard, his vanguard could completely disregard Kabais’ orders.
But suddenly, his heart skipped a beat; he couldn’t help but look towards the south.
The tall skeletons also looked in that direction—their gaze pierced through the forest, landing in the shadows of the distant mountains.
Such powerful magical reactions—
“It’s the Xavier Mountain Path.” Kabais sniffed the air, as if he could smell the magic wafting from the direction of the Yu Song River.
Rosco said nothing, for he soon felt an even stronger surge of magical power coming from that direction.
What madness is this Golden Magic Tree up to?
Such a strong reaction could be sensed by any Wizard within dozens of miles; he suddenly felt worried, unsure if the Magicians from the White Mane Legion in the direction of Ridenburg would notice anything.
“We should send some people ahead, Lord Kabais.”
“Hmph, don’t tell me what to do, I naturally know that.
Our Undead Creatures sense magic far better than you do.
Wait until you become a Witch Demon, then lecture me if you dare.”
Brand led Frey and Romantic through a craggy rock crevice in the cliff, he immediately signaled them to stop.
From here, the entire sunken valley could be seen clearly—the barren mountains surrounded a grey rocky depression, sharp rock pillars protruding from the ground—a sprawling, massive golden oak tree quietly took root in the cracked valley center.
This is the Forbidden Garden.
The Golden Magic Tree absorbed nutrients from the earth and free magic elements, causing the land to wither.
As the earth element rose into the air, this scene unfolded.
Brand looked up; the sky above the valley was dark and overcast, as if black clouds were pressing down, causing elemental imbalance.
Due to the collapse of earth element, attracting a large number of other elements to converge here, leading to chaotic elemental order.
Elemental order was set by the Elf Kings during Martha’s creation, controlled by the four corners, but it wasn’t always stable and unchanging.
Just like what the Golden Magic Tree did—human intervention often disrupted the environment.
Back then in this valley, due to abnormal elements, Elemental Mages’ powers were suppressed by 30%.
Because of this, initially no team would accept Elemental Mages into this instance—this historical period was known as the “Three Years of Blood and Tears” by Elemental Mages.
Of course, later this profession rose to prominence, but that came afterwards.
Romantic and Frey stared blankly at the bizarre Golden Magic Tree.
They had only heard of such a creature in bedtime stories and never imagined they would one day see it with their own eyes; for a moment, they felt as if they were dreaming.
Moreover, the beauty of the Golden Magic Tree contrasted sharply with the surrounding desolation, presenting a strong visual conflict—it’s like witnessing a real-life illusion, filled with fantastical colors.
what is that?” Frey couldn’t help but ask in a daze.
“So beautiful, Brand, is that the golden apple tree from the myth?
Are those monsters its guards?
I didn’t expect such a beautiful creature to exist in this environment!”
“That’s an oak tree, Romantic.” The future Valkyrie sighed.
I recognize it, it’s just a Golden Oak!” Miss Merchant urgently defended herself, her brows furrowed.
“Don’t be deceived by its beauty; this should be the most dangerous creature you’ve ever encountered.
No, it’s a monster.” Brand’s eyes meticulously surveyed the valley.
Soon, he spotted a patrol team of Magic Tree People.
Those monsters, covered in vines, were slowly advancing across the jagged rocky terrain—
This aligned with his memory from the game.
“Yes, the monsters we encountered earlier were all born because of it.”
“How is that possible?” Frey couldn’t help but widen her eyes in surprise.
But in fact, she and Romantic also saw the patrol team of Magic Tree People.
At this point, facing these monsters didn’t make them much tenser.
Along the way, the three had fought the Golden Magic Tree’s Demon Servants numerous times.
Brand himself had gained 65 experience points and obtained a tree crystal from an adult Magic Tree Person.
This item was a crafting material in the game.
However, in this world, the crafting skill system was unknown; hence, carrying it for preparedness seemed prudent.
In battle, Frey and Romantic had particularly shown significant growth, especially the future Valkyrie.
Her strength and dexterity had improved rapidly—after several fights, she was almost at the level of Guard Team trainees.
Nevertheless, Brand still didn’t understand how they gained experience; it seemed slower compared to him.
Considering high-level monsters like Magic Tree People, Frey, being a pure Militia, should level up rapidly after slaying a few.
Yet, it felt as if it was not even as fast as his secondary profession, Mercenary.
This was quite puzzling.
Of course, at this moment, all doubts had to be set aside since they had more pressing matters.
If the Golden Magic Tree discovered them first and summoned the withered beasts, their time would be running short.
Brand had calculated in the game before, from the start of combat to the arrival of the first batch of Withered Beasts, they had a maximum of fifteen minutes, precisely matching the duration of the Holy Sword’s existence.
If they couldn’t defeat the Golden Magic Tree within that time, they’d need to consider fleeing.
Brand didn’t plan to immediately start fighting.
Firstly, addressing how to deal with the Magic Tree People patrol team, he had another question to resolve.
Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but glance at another higher cliff.
“Wait for me here, and don’t get discovered.” He turned back and said.
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