I'm a mage, what's wrong with loving farming?

Chapter 59 59. The dim sea (seeking for further reading)

A huge thing emerged from the sea water. Croya originally thought that his singing had awakened something terrible.

But when it came out of the sea completely, it was discovered that it was not a living creature, but...

a tree.

A tree made of gentle, bright moonlight. It is so huge that it seems to support the ocean and the world, but its branches and leaves appear very slender and slender.

Full of crystal clear fragility.

To be honest, if it were just a tree, Croya wouldn't have such a shocked expression. The reason is that this tree, its branches and leaves are filled with an indescribable sense of regularity.

It seems that the distance between each leaf, the length of each branch, and even the angle and arc of the bend are exactly the same.

This made Croya feel that this tree was definitely not a natural formation, but a magical creation.

A huge magical creation.

His songs are still echoing, each song floating on the branches of the big tree. After a transformation similar to that of a magic mechanism, it eventually became a more harmonious note that was enough to suppress the surrounding sea.

"Not only a magical creation, but also a musical instrument?"

Croya thought to himself, and the singing changed slightly, turning into a tune about a peaceful serenade with a little understanding of it.

But his voice just came out.

The strange tree-like instrument also responded.

Just as the song with its tranquil serenade was about to spread, he suddenly felt as if a knife had been stabbed into his brain.

Severe pain came, and his whole vision went black.

Then, he passed out.

The silver-white sea quickly turned into a dull gray after he fell into coma. Everything disappeared, not even a trace of moonlight remained.

…

At the same time, the mermaid city is located under the sea.

King Mihai, who was still kneeling in a posture of worship, glanced doubtfully at the tree in the hand of the goddess statue in front of him, and found that one of the small branches dimmed.

He said strangely: "The big tree...this branch."

The King of Mermaids waved his palm gently, and the moonlight in the city and the mermaid song immediately spread to the outside, spreading at an incredible speed in the ocean.

The entire sea area was shrouded in this strange magic power, and all creatures in the sea, from whales to shrimp and algae, resonated with this power.

The invisible ripples spread to the depths of the sea and the shores of the land before stopping.

Nothing was found.

Even with the magic he cast with the help of the ocean, he couldn't find where the branches of the "Void Sacred Tree" in the goddess's hands had gone.

Although its body is still growing on the Void God Tree and can be recovered, the fact that the ancient magic inside has disappeared and cannot be found still makes King Mihay uneasy.

He even wondered if some god sitting high in the clouds had done it.

To prevent this from affecting them.

He decided to seal off the city while the female mermaids were giving birth to little mermaids. After the little mermaids were born, he asked Aria to find the little mage to refine the essence of water obsidian.

"Goddess...when will you wake up from your dream?"

King Mihai knelt down and worshiped again, but the statue only had a compassionate smile. Even at the node where the magic of the ocean's leyline converged, there was no sign of waking up.

He did not continue to ask his gods, but the magic power emanating from his body began to affect the surrounding seawater and ocean currents.

The entire city of mermaids is surrounded by violent ocean magic and whirlpools, without any gaps left.

…

Early next morning.

The severe headache failed to wake Croya up. What woke him up was the warmth of the fluorescent algae in the Sea of ​​Thirst.

When he woke up from coma enduring the pain of knives, light red algae was covering his body.

They continue to absorb the light and magic power of the sun, and then continuously transmit this magic power to Croya - although they do not have complete consciousness, they can feel Croya's great pain.

The notes of the Red Song sounded discordant.

So they immediately gathered together and used their own power to help Croya recover.

If it were any other magician, he would probably have turned into a fool due to the magic riot. Only Croya's mental strength could barely hold on.

His eyes were dull for a while before he recovered, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This... is such a scary tree."

There was a hint of fear in his tone.

"Thank you very much."

Croya whispered something, and quickly started meditating with the Sea of ​​Thirst Fluorescent Algae on his body. With the help of the sun's rays, he quickly recovered.

At least my head doesn't hurt so much anymore.

It will take about a week of meditation to fully recover.

However, he found that although his mental power was depleted, the upper limit was twice as large as before.

Even the magic cyclone in the body has a tendency to condense into a third one. When he fully recovers, he can even advance to a third-level mage!

The guy who cheated me, didn't his teacher only have level 4 skills?

Although level 3 to level 4 is several times more difficult than level 1 to level 3, it is not impossible to do it if you work hard.

After discovering this, he suddenly felt that it was okay.

Hmm... I was in a coma for a night in exchange for the rapid advancement to level three. It seemed that it was not unacceptable, and I even wanted to do it a few more times.

Croya quickly suppressed the terrible thoughts that had just arisen and looked towards the bottle he had filled.

The astral crystal bottle is still staying there.

But the misty and dreamy moonlight inside had disappeared. Now it was a gray sea, and a strange tree could be seen growing in the center.

It... doesn't have the silver moonlight it had before.

It has become transparent and messy, like a crystal of extremely poor purity. The ocean has completely lost its previous pure, beautiful and sacred light, and seems to be gradually collapsing and disintegrating.

"What's going on?" Croya stepped forward quickly.

This thing is a good thing. It allows you to see the spellcasting methods and mana models of Warcraft. If you can learn the magic of Warcraft.

That would be much easier.

He took the bottle and shook it first. It was still motionless inside, like the Dead Sea.

"No, how about I go in and have a look?"

He gritted his teeth and wanted to extend his mental power, but before he could do so.

He felt something was very wrong.

His eyes were fixed on the strange tree.

I...can actually see the astral body of this tree?

Yes, in his sight, he could clearly see the existence of the astral body inside the rather regular tree.

It still conveys awareness—

"strength……"

"I need strength."

"…the power that makes me exist."

Croya was stunned for a moment, then tentatively transferred his power into it, and the red magic power was continuously injected into the crystal bottle.

They entered the illusory sea, were absorbed by the dim and transparent tree, and finally managed to light up a leaf that was about the size of a needle eye.

Although the light spot is very small, the red light shines like the sun, as if it wants to illuminate the sea area.

But it's obviously a drop in the bucket.

At the same time, a more eager voice came——

"I want more..."

"Help……"

"I will give you……"