A dragon who doesn't want to be a killer is not a good businessman

The branches swayed slightly and kept moving, as if it was just an ordinary big tree about to fall down.

But this is just a front view.

Below the canopy, a burst of brilliant light gradually erupts around the branches, then wraps around at a certain point in time, blending into it with lightning speed.

Morgan sensed the metal that had penetrated into the giant mouth of the tree crown, waited for it to hide in a specific location, and then continued to stand still.

On the other side, Melissa raised her hand and turned her wrist, raised the tip of the knife, pointed it high in the direction indicated, and raised her head at the same time.

"Can this thing hear us? It's okay to communicate, but the main problem is that it doesn't understand us?"

Melissa also had a leisurely chat.

But before anyone could answer, the brown branches suddenly bent and rushed down as if they were angered!

At this moment, the green leaves seemed to turn into sharp blades, falling like raindrops and being thrown out from the branches.

Unexpectedly, it was this kind of attack. Melissa looked stern, and flicked her sword several times to deflect all Ye Yu away. She stepped aside and turned to wink at Austin.

So, starting from the side, a menacing fireball hit him instantly, part of it bounced into Ye Yu, and the rest was completely attached to Captain Blue Eagle's long knife.

The green leaves turned into ashes, creating a void in a domino-like chain reaction.

"Thanks!"

Melissa Roger grinned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she turned the blade slightly, allowing the partially contaminated sparks to spread evenly to every corner of the blade surface.

Before the next wave of leaf rain fell, Captain Blue Eagle, who was holding a flaming sword, stood still, rounded the sword with his arm, and slashed straight into the green leaves with an unstoppable attitude.

The extremely fast knife speed left an afterimage in the air, which seemed like a red half-moon in a trance. Before the flame shadow died, another half-moon scored twice and was just born.

When the knife passed through, almost all the green leaves were burned away, and not a single bit was leaked behind. And the two distinct swords did not fall on one side, completely clearing the area.

The two consecutive knives caused the flames to cover almost all the rain of falling leaves, but there were still remnants at the crown of the tree, but it seemed that they knew it would be useless and did not rush down like the "predecessors".

"Do you want to continue to solve it?"

Melissa sheathed the knife in her hand and did not rush to kill them all.

After all, what they want is a test. If they really just want to solve the danger, as long as Austin uses more advanced fire magic, the current trees will have been reduced to ashes.

The problem is how to control the scope of the damage, not how to fight these things.

Mo Gan, who was behind the tree, moved his fingers slightly, controlling the knife that was still in the trunk, letting it separate the surface of the tree, connect a part of the surface cortex, and fly back to his hand.

He obtained the materials.

Austin frowned, "Although it is convenient, if everything you touch will cause a riot like this, it will be unbearable to consume it - you can't burn the entire ship."

That's really the only problem.

Plants are flammable, and in comparison, the cabin is more likely to be damaged in battle. Although Austin deployed a protective shield at the beginning, it must be spread out. The real function is of course not to isolate himself from the outside world.

"The characteristics of this tree remind me of another creature." Lucifer has been standing by and watching, but his brain has not stopped working, "...but they are slightly more intelligent and better at hiding themselves."

Immediately after His Majesty the King's words, he seemed to realize that the enemy was difficult to deal with and his own skills were completely ignored. The trees actually stopped moving.

The wounds on the tree trunks that were cut by the knife are also slowly healing, and they no longer appear. They no longer fake the illusion of falling down like ordinary plants, but gradually return to their original condition.

"Can you really hear it?"

Captain Blue Eagle was stunned and shocked.

"I think it should only be able to sense vibrations, not know what was specifically said."

Lucifer remained calm and corrected in a professional manner.

Although this strange plant can understand the external situation, its perception may be a kind of "Schrödinger" perception.

——Only aware of the harm done to him by those who were closer, he seemed unable to determine the specific actions, and even turned a blind eye to Mo Gan behind him.

Mo Gan, who was behind the tree, noticed the clue and reminded loudly: "The opening on the tree crown is not closed. If you guessed correctly, this is how the inspector on the ground was swallowed."

"Sneak attack?" Melissa had a strange expression, looking up at the top of the tree that was mostly bald, "Want to shave your head?"

However, this tree doesn't really understand human speech.

It suddenly bent down - only this time, it was not the Blue Eagle Pirates, Mogan or the King, but the mage inspector lying on the ground, unconscious and demented.

Melissa's reaction was straightforward. She cut off the upper part of the tree with one knife in the air. After landing, she looked back and found the target on the trunk. She was happy.

"You still know how to pinch a soft persimmon?"

Use leaves to attack, and use tree trunks to capture incapacitated living creatures. This is the tree attack method just shown.

But Morgan still felt something wasn't right.

If such an attack can hit, it will basically kill or maim it.

But the mage just now had no such brutal injuries, let alone any traces of a struggle.

The tree that the four people selected after comprehensive consideration is almost exactly the same as the tree that grew before. Even if they want to make weapons, there is no need to make the two completely different.

If faced with ordinary people, or even weaker mage warriors who cannot react quickly enough, this kind of continuous and extremely changeable offensive is already shocking enough.

It's just that they really have too many cards.

Morgan stated all these conjectures, and others agreed with them.

"Mr. Inspector may have been knocked unconscious and built into the tree after casting the spell." Lucifer recalled what happened, "No matter how strong my healing magic is, it is my own business to lift the coma - this is not the norm."

Use spiritual magic to activate the trees to feed the human body, then seal it for a long time until the private person arrives.

It’s hard to find a legitimate reason for such a huge effort—unless a living person with dementia who can use magic is feeding the latecomers and activating the humanoid mechanism of the entire bilge green space.

Picking it up and scratching it off, deliberately using magic to maintain the vitality of the trunk cortex, Mogan stepped forward and directly compared it with the trees that were gradually losing their vitality.

Completely consistent. It proves that the appearance of the tree before was not a forgery, but a complete original form.

He had just read it once. Based on the knowledge stored in his brain, he came to a simple conclusion.

Although there are no iconic fruits and flowers, judging from the thickness of the original leaves and cortex, this tree itself should be the source of a special magical fruit.

"The fruit of sweet dreams".

It is said that this fruit not only helps people enter beautiful dreams, but also allows all work related to enlightenment to be carried out in an excellent state.

But there are only leaves on the tree and no fruits - this is a relatively normal situation, because ten fruit trees may not be able to grow even one "Fruit of Dreams".

The growth of magical materials requires either luck or the utmost care.

The reason why we can draw the conclusion from the appearance that is completely the same as that of ordinary trees is because Mogan has done related business before. For this reason, he visited the farm of Cole Kingdom and saw a large orchard.

Mogan was quite surprised when he saw that scene for the first time. Because he knew that this kind of fruit was expensive, he naturally judged it based on the conventional business theory framework.

——He believed that with so many trees surviving, the profits must be extremely high, but if they were left unprotected on the edge of the farm, they would be vulnerable to thieves.

This kind of contradiction is completely impossible to figure out.

It’s just that the farmer told him that this kind of tree is very easy to grow and is almost the same as ordinary trees, except that the bark is more flexible - it can even be planted in a way similar to cuttings, by hiring special personnel to complete the planting.

But if you want them to bloom and bear fruit, there is no complete logic to follow, the probability of effectiveness is extremely low, and it is quite rare.

The Fruit of Sweet Dreams is not only the name of the fruit, but also a metaphor - growing fresh and sweet fruits that can bring people sweet dreams, but it is also an unattainable dream.

Apart from flowers and fruits, the tree that produces the "fruit of dreams" is nothing more than a green tree.

Because of this, it is not difficult to understand that the result of this game of probability is to change the tree with a flexible shell into a living weapon.

But what makes Mo Gan difficult to understand is that if you want to choose a magical plant that can be passed off as a commodity, why choose this type that requires a large amount of output and space?

Is it really just because it’s easy to raise?

Under this basic magic concentration, some tree species can survive with higher yields and even harder shells.

What's more, do you think that spiritual magic with a high sense of existence is also related to the function of "Fruit of Sweet Dreams"?

Why is it the source of the "fruit of sweet dreams"?

The subtle contradictions and connections once again made Mogan unable to let go. And it was difficult for him not to realize one characteristic - psychic magicians were an absolute minority among mages, because the road to learning was extremely bumpy.

After the "head" was cut off, the trees really withered, and you could feel that the vitality and magical power began to dissipate. Austin just turned his attention away a little, but still did not remove his defenses, just in case.

After all, if there is some kind of self-destruction mechanism that triggers abnormal magical plants in the entire green space, although people may not necessarily have problems, the ship may not be saved.

But after some time, several people discovered an anomaly that could not be prevented.

The grass blades that were trapped in it due to environmental requirements were actually affected by the magical power of the trees that died and escaped, and gradually became hard, like the steel needle grass we saw before.

The ground gradually became prickly, and after a certain point, the four of them had no choice but to move away separately.

Fortunately, the grass will not attack actively, but it will grow slowly under the blessing of magic power.

"If we continue to be involved in this way, we will have to reap the rewards again and again."

Seeing this, Melissa was a little speechless.

"There is still no one here, and I haven't seen the fuel warehouse. It is probably hidden in a corner. Do you want to find a way to stop the ship and send it to the port first before making a decision?"

This is a proposal that sounds quite reasonable.

Lucifer, who had been silent for a while, suddenly shook his head, glanced at the three people, and finally his eyes rested on Mogan - or rather, the piece of well-preserved tree bark in his hand.

"The ship cannot return to the port, and there are other problems. In addition, I have some guesses about what this is."

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