Farming Tree Spirit

Based on the previous information about magic levels, Rhodes has roughly understood the level division of this world.

Simply put, there is one level every 10 levels.

He is only level 5, not even level 1, and can only be regarded as an entry-level professional, so the magic he learns is basically entry-level.

It's like the difference between the flame spell and the small fireball spell.

The power and consumption are incomparable.

So when he saw that a level 6 druid who was not even level 1 could actually change his form, Rhodes' astonishment can be imagined.

"Are the guys who served the Moon God Altar so perverted?"

Rhodes looked at the sunken bark on his chest and was completely numb.

Fortunately, he got the protection of the tree god before going out, which offset 10% of the damage.

Otherwise, just the impact just now would probably make him unable to recover for a long time.

"Little thing, go."

With a shout, Rhodes quickly got up from the ground, with a faint expectation in his eyes.

Yes.

He was just about to try the power of the enhanced vine whip, how could he easily let go of this experimental subject who came to his door?

Even the little creature was full of fighting spirit.

It yelled a few times at the top, then climbed up a tree trunk nearby, holding a short spear and suddenly jumped up, aiming directly at the black beast raven that flew back into the sky.

"Ga-ga--"

The raven yelled twice.

It seemed to be laughing at the little creature's self-importance.

With a flap of its two rotten bone wings, countless black feathers flew out, turning into sharp blades and sweeping towards the little creature.

But the little creature was not a vegetarian.

A layer of thorn armor appeared around its body, blocking all the feathers, and it stabbed with unabated force, forcing the raven to scream and lower its altitude.

It obviously felt the threat of the short spear, and with its own advantage of flying, it easily dodged it.

However.

It forgot.

There was an old bastard waiting below.

"Now!"

Rhodes's brilliance flashed, and he raised his hand to create a magic circle that had been brewing for a long time.

Boom!

The giant vine whip under the blessing of cultivation rushed out of the ground.

With lightning speed, it suddenly whipped half of the raven's wings.

"Gah!!"

The raven screamed in pain.

Its body lost balance and hit the tree, instantly losing the ability to fly and falling to the ground.

Just as it wanted to get up, the magic circle appeared again, and appeared directly under it, completely covering its entire body.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The vine whip was fired three times in a row.

It tied its neck, wings and feet respectively.

But because the time was too short to use cultivation to strengthen it, it struggled to break free after a while, flapping its wings and trying to take off again.

Who knew that the little thing had been waiting for a long time.

It suddenly fell from a high altitude, and the short spear in its hand was fiercely inserted into its head, and it went straight through from below.

In an instant.

The scene of thousands of ghosts wailing reappeared.

The black air on the raven turned into resentful spirits running around in the sky.

The dark and rotten body also returned to its original appearance, slowly dissipating under their gaze, and turned into energy that was injected into the body of the little thing.

"Well done."

Rhodes praised, his eyes full of joy.

Although it was his first actual combat, he was not very skilled.

But the power of the enhanced vine whip really made him happy.

At least when he encounters the black beast in the future, he will have the strength to fight. If it doesn't work, he can still play a supporting role in the back and play with binding and whipping.

"Huh? What is this?"

At this time, Rhodes noticed the changes in the raven's body.

Where the body disappeared, a vacuum zone appeared, isolating all the black air.

A piece of emerald crystal stone lay there quietly, exuding a rich breath of life.

[Druid Heart Fragment (Raven): Incomplete soul fragments, a certain number of which can be collected to condense the Druid Heart, used to comprehend the soul transformation (Raven Form), occupation restriction: Druid]

Damn!

The Druid's transformation form!

Seeing the item information, Rhodes' breathing became rapid.

What is the Raven Form?

Flying skill!

As long as he learns this skill, he can fly anywhere he wants.

Rhode never thought that this polluted black beast would leave such a thing after death, and he was immediately excited.

However.

When he saw the last occupational restriction.

His expression immediately collapsed again.

Occupational discrimination!

Absolute occupational discrimination!

Why can't gardeners fly?

Rhode really couldn't stand it.

Every time he encountered benefits, he didn't get a share, and he couldn't get any experience. What was he working so hard for?

Masochism?

"Forget it... At worst, I can wait until I get the complete Druid's Heart, and then go to the Moon God to exchange things. I should be able to exchange for something good, right?"

He made up his mind.

Rhode didn't stay any longer.

He gave the little thing two fruits and ate one himself, and then continued on the road, collecting wood while looking for traces of other raven black beasts.

Don't say.

I don't know if they are lucky or there are so many black beasts.

After only walking around the forest for seven or eight minutes, they were attacked by three raven black beasts, and they contributed two soul fragments.

One of them didn't have any because it was too decayed and its soul had completely dissipated.

Rhodes could only sigh in his heart, it was strong to be able to persist for three hundred years and still retain a trace of soul breath.

Maybe this is faith?

Or he was a very powerful druid when he was alive.

And after several battles.

He was also basically certain of one thing.

This black forest was probably the place where the druids lived, or the lair.

The level of the monsters encountered in the light periphery is so high, I can fully imagine what kind of dragon pit and tiger den it will be inside, maybe the residence of the Arch Druid is also inside.

"You can't afford to offend."

"Let's collect some firewood outside..."

Rhodes glanced inside the dark forest, as if there were pairs of eyes staring at him through the darkness, and felt a chill.

Seeing that the magic power is about to be exhausted, the fruit he brought is almost finished.

He didn't stop any longer, picked up a few bundles of wood, and hurried back with the little thing.

Along the way, he continued to cast cultivation magic to drive away the black soil, and finally returned to the altar before the magic power was exhausted, and sat down on the stone slab.

The little thing took the collected raven beak and ran to the plantation, digging a hole in the soil hard, trying to bury it in the ground.

"You're stupid, that thing can't..."

Before the word sprout came out of his mouth, Rhodes' voice paused.

It seems that he understands why the little thing does this.

Sighed.

He got up and went to the plantation, helped dig a hole to put the bird's beak in, and then backfilled it with soil.

When a small mound of soil fell, the little thing raised its head, pointed at the small tree next to it, and then pointed at the mound.

"Ey."

It is not expressive.

But Rhodes immediately understood its meaning.

He smiled and said, "Okay, from now on I will bury them here and keep them company with the small tree. It can be considered as taking them home."

Wow~

A breeze blew by.

The branches of the small tree swayed gently, covering the mound of soil underneath, and there was a rustling sound.

It was as if he understood what Rhodes said.