Mattis was shocked. Another Insect God? Why?
"No, it can't annihilate all the insect eggs. It must leave one or two for me, otherwise, I'll have to start breeding all over again." Mattis, who had dived into the depths of the ground, had to drill back to the surface again.
Insects all have lineages, and the ones bred by each wizard are different. Some reproduce quickly, have strong combat power, can fly or crawl. If a series of insects are all killed, it is not that easy to breed the same ones again.
A wizard always has several useful insects in their pocket, which they breed when needed.
But as he climbed to the area where the roots of the Tree of Life was, trying to parasitize the Tree of Life again, a speechless voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Do you think I'm easy to be bullied?"
Mattis was startled to find that his body was out of control, being dragged forcefully, violently, and rudely from the soil and pulled to the surface.
The God of Life is the most powerful existence in this dimension. It has lived for more than 90,000 years and protected the entire Elf Forest.
Last time, the Divine Body that blossomed escaped into the forest and was killed by it. In its eyes, ordinary gods were not much stronger than normal human beings.
However, all things in the world have their checks and balances, it was caught off guard and let Mattis parasitize on it. The reason why it could do nothing about Mattis was because they had merged into one. All the forces acting on Mattis would also act on it simultaneously.
It couldn't kill Mattis in its parasitic state because it couldn't kill itself.
But Ange chopped the tree directly without saying a word until it was honestly chopped, the trunk was burned into a huge torch, only the root system underground remained.
In such a situation, there was no significant meaning to parasitic. So Mattis left the parasitic state, and the moment he detached, the God of Life was free again.
It was easy to detach, but now that the God of Life was prepared, he still wanted to parasitize again? Did he think the God of Life was to be bullied?
The God of Life was speechless and directly yanked him out from the depths of the earth.
In this manner, he was hung in mid-air, all the vines contracted into a ball, like a vine ball.
The insect had been yanked out. It was time to extinguish the fire since cutting the tree was just for catching the insect.
There used to be a kind of bird that loved finding insects on trees infested with insects. After the insects were eaten, the trees would no longer be infested with insects and could grow again.
But sometimes the pecking was excessive; the tree died before all the insects were eaten. Ange is not this kind of bird. He just wanted to save the Tree of Life. In case he could not save it, he had to chop off the insects.
"Put out the fire!" Ange shouted.
It was challenging to start a fire; to extinguish it was even more difficult.
Lamo waved his Magic Wand and quickly chanted a spell: "Oh spirits slumbering deep within the earth, spirits of the earth asleep, heed my call, arise."
The ground rumbled and pieces of mud accompanied by black smoke rolled up, forming mud water monsters that wriggled towards the Tree of Life, splashing onto the tree.
Where the mud covered, the flames were instantly blocked and could no longer burn.
Not only Lamo, but dozens of Undead wizards also continuously cast spells. The Mud Water Monster was pushed to the area where the tree trunks were burning, covering an area of several thousand square meters.
However, it didn't take long for Lamo and the other Undead wizards to despair. A few thousand square meters seemed like a vast area, but it was just a small piece compared to the giant tree with a diameter of several kilometers.
"This won't do. Even if we burn out the tree, the mud may not cover one tenth of it," Lamo said.
"Let's do it! Elf Wizards, assemble!" Aestolia said.
"Yes!" Hundreds of Elf Wizards gathered, and at the same time, more elves stood on the outskirts. Following Aestolia's order, they mobilized the elements.
Elves have an incredibly long lifespan. Even the ones without much talent, including Elf Shooters or hunters, can master some low-level magic in their almost thousand years lifespan.
These low-level magics are not of much use, but their spiritual power can play a role in mobilising the elements. A large number of elves can gather a significant amount of elements from distant places nearby.
Casting spells, elements are fundamental. Without elements, no matter how strong spiritual power is or how high the level of magic is, it doesn't make any difference.
With the assistance of a large number of elves, the nearby water elements soon became denser, and the humidity rose to a level that water dripped when you pinched the air.
Hundreds of Elf Wizards, led by Aestolia, began chanting loudly.
Water elements coalesce into raindrops, pouring down on the flaming Tree of Life, spurting white smoke.
These white vapours lifted, floated into the air and re-condensed into raindrops, pouring down again.
Such cycles went on, with water elements continuously moving between the air and the 'torch,' taking away a large amount of heat, evaporating a massive amount of steam, and cutting off as much air as possible.
The massive 'torch' slowly, slowly went out.
By this time, it was already the afternoon of the second day. It had been a full forty hours since Ange came to the Elf Forest.
"What a long battle it was." Looking at the Tree of Life that was turned into a burning stick, its surface charred black, with only half left and its tree crown completely disappeared, Negris let out a sigh.