Just as the elves possess racial treasures like the World Tree and Moon Well, the druid survived to this day with the protection of the Golden Oak. This is a magic tree with the power of resurrection. As long as she can bring the dead body of the Druid warrior back to the shade of the Golden Oak, she can be reborn in seven days and nights.
The golden oak tree can also resist curses, plagues, storms, rain and snow. This magical oak tree can be said to be the guardian god of the Druids. It is only by relying on its power that the Druids can proudly claim to be the lord of the forest and that no one can expel them from the dense forest.
Any druid has a mysterious spiritual connection with the Golden Oak. Even if the young druid is lost from the tribe, he can rely on this insidious guidance to find the right way home.
However, the Druid tribe never allowed outsiders to enter their homes, and through the golden oaks they could see every corner of the forest.
When an unrivaled powerful enemy approaches their settlement, they will drive away the huge ancient trees carrying layers of tree houses like shepherds on the grassland and migrate to the deeper deep forests like sheepwomen.
The great goddess of forest, Lord of nature, please protect your people and keep disasters away from us!
I pray that in the next hundred years, the druid's land will be filled with good weather and peace and good luck!
Every morning in the morning of the day, Mifiya, the druid's patriarch, would kneel down to the forest goddess to pray devoutly.
Since druids are a race favored by the goddess of the forest, their lives are as long as vicissitudes of ancient trees, and their appearance can maintain a youthful and beautiful posture for a long time.
Even though Mei Feiya is the leader of a clan, she doesn't look old. She looks like a blonde and blue-eyed human young woman. Her skin is as bright as snow. Her plump breasts look surging from the front. From the side, two tall and sharp jade peaks stand proudly. Her slender waist contains amazing toughness. Her slender and straight legs are tightly clamped. Even if a thin steel needle is pinched, it will not fall off. Her round and convex buttocks are enough to make every man with a buttock fetish.
But she was not wearing a gorgeous dress, but a simple linen robe. This robe is unique to Druids, which is to dig a round hole on a rectangular piece of cloth that allows the head to drill through, then put it directly on her body, and then tie the waist with a hemp rope to be considered complete.
But the charming thing is that druid women never wear underwear, so you can easily see Meifeiya's slender waist and snow-white and slender thighs from the opening on the side. If the hem of the robe is blown up by the wind, you may even see the bright red and pink vagina between her thighs!
But there is no need to worry that a man will see this erotic scene and turn into a violent pervert, because this druid tribe is a pure female tribe. Not to mention men, there are even no male animals here!
Relying on the magical powers of the Golden Oak, women of the Druid tribe can reproduce without even having sex with men. This is the biggest difference between the Druid tribe and ordinary humans!
It is precisely because of this that the druid is regarded as a heretic by the human society where patriarchal power is supreme. In the past few thousand years, he has faced the crisis of genocide many times. In the end, he can only hide in the deep forest where there are few people and live a life isolated from the world.
The witch Sessy, who lived in seclusion in the Broken Arrow Valley, was also a group that had lost its traces in history by chance. So she used her powerful magic power to force the druids to contribute to the girl who was proficient in planting techniques in the clan and became a slave to plant moonlight flowers for her.
The magic channel constructed by the crystal magic mirror can make the curse power of the witch Scynia reach all. The druid does not have the powerful ability to cross crystal wall barriers and carry out dimensional migration like the elves. They can only accept it in order to maintain the continuation of the race.
Decades have passed, and Mefia has gradually become accustomed to the witch of Sercy. She no longer prays for help from the gods she believes in in vain, but prays not to have more bad luck on her tribe members.
Clan leader, Elder Cialier invites you to come!
Meifeiya was praying silently when she suddenly heard the guards outside sending messages to her through the microphone. She couldn't help but feel tight, and immediately stood up and hurried out.
Elder Cialier is one of the eternal companions recognized by Golden Oak. She is also a direct blood relative of Mefia. If according to the customs and habits of human society, Mefia should call Mefia a mother.
Only the powerful druids can pass the test of the Golden Oak and become the companion of the sacred tree, which will last forever forever, but as the price of immortality, their own body will gradually merge with the Golden Oak tree's body.
The golden oak of this druid tribe has a total of seventy-seven companions, of which the pace of life of the seventy-three companions has been assimilated with the golden oak. They are sleeping most of the time and will only wake up when the golden oak is about to fall into destruction.
Cyriel is the youngest of the companions, and now she is responsible for communicating and contacting the tribe. Her legs have merged into one with the branches of the oak from below her knees, but the rest of her body still retains the original physical form: her slender and strong thighs are tightly tight and tightly together, her round and strong buttocks are like a fresh and attractive peach, her plump and pointed breasts are tenaciously resisting the action of gravity, and her bright red and tender nipples are slightly raised upwards, and her beautiful face bathed in the sun in the morning looks particularly holy and elegant.
My child!
Cyriel looked at Meifeiya with a look of expression and said softly: I just learned from the sacred tree that the dark witch who oppressed our tribe had died. We must open the defensive magic circle to guard against even more terrifying enemies!
Although she knew that Cialis would definitely have something important to happen, Meifeiya did not expect to hear such amazing news. She couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes in surprise and asked with hesitation: How is that possible?The Dark Witch is the apostle who curses the goddess on earth. She is deeply loved by the goddess. The grace of God is as prison and the grace of God is as good as the sea. Who has the ability to resist the majesty of God and even hurt her at all?
Cialil sighed quietly: Even a powerful existence like a god is still bound by the law of Damocles in this dimension, not to mention that the terrible dark witch is not enough to compete with the gods!That terrible strong man who did not know his identity and origin might have followed the power of the law to deliberately clear her from this dimension!
The Law of Damocles?Is that a kind of dimensional law?
When Meifeiya heard this strange word, she couldn't help but look surprised on her face, and then asked Cyriel for advice.
I also learned this magical law from the divine tree.
Cialier replied in a low voice: That is the soul shackle that only the strong people in the heavenly level can perceive, and it is also the biggest obstacle for them to achieve eternal life!
It turns out that this dimensional rule formulated by the Creator God of the Ancient World is entirely intended to limit the strong to kill weak lives.
If anyone uses the power of heaven and earth to kill weak lives, then he will encounter unimaginable difficulties and obstacles on the road to pursuing power improvement. Finally, when he breaks the void and advances to the divine level, he will directly face the irresistible power of heavenly punishment.
In the Eastern Continent, this law is called cause and effect and disaster, while in the Western Continent, it is accustomed to naming the rules of things with the name of the discoverer, so this magical law is called the law of Damocles.
It is precisely because of this that the weak people living in the secular world have not been killed to extinction in the repeated battles of the strong.
The existence of the law of Damocles makes any peerless strong man who wants to obtain the body of a god, and will not kill the weak for no reason. It is precisely because the slaughter was too heavy that the witch of Sethy lived in seclusion in the Valley of Broken Arrows, hoping to rely on the favor of the cursed goddess to advance to the divine servant as an apostle, so as to achieve the dream of immortality.
After hearing this secret, Meifeiya couldn't help but frown: Whether or not the law of Damocles played a role, the death of the Dark Witch is a great joy for us. Could it be that the person who destroyed her was not a great saint, but an even more terrifying and evil existence?
Cyriel shook her head confused. Our tribe has been isolated from the world for hundreds of years. We have no way of knowing his identity and origin. However, the sacred tree has already felt that he is coming to our settlement. It is hard to say that he is not hostile to us!
Meifeiya's face changed and she asked nervously: So what should I do? Should I order my tribe members to prepare for migration?
The Druids have lived in this settlement for hundreds of years. Apart from being blackmailed by the witch Sessy, they have not encountered any other troubles. Therefore, Meifeiya has no experience in dealing with emergency affairs. This young patriarch who lacks decisiveness will only seek help from the elders when the crisis comes.
Although Cyriel also lacks experience in dealing with the threat of powerful enemies, through the Golden Oak tree, she can share the experience and wisdom of other companions. She smiled helplessly and said: The existence of the Dark Witch must have the ability to destroy the god-like perception. If he wants to get something from the Druids, it is useless for us to escape. We should wait for the verdict of fate!Anyway, we are just a weak group. As long as we are willing to give up our unnecessary dignity and glory, we can at least get a chance to survive from the strong!
In fact, every adult druid is a very powerful master, but their number is too small compared to tens of thousands of humans, especially when they face peerless strong men, their magic and force become insignificant, and they cannot use the law of Damocles to resist the killing of genocide like humans. Submission and obedience are their only choices to survive in this world.
The Druids live in the Whispering Forest. This forest is vast and spans the southern provinces and the southwest provinces. The tall trees block the sunlight. Countless vines grow in the dark and deep dense forests. Even the powerful warriors will find it difficult to walk in this place, not to mention that there are ferocious monsters that are hiding crisis everywhere.
Only then did Jiang Shuihan realize the wonderful use of the druids' transformation into supernatural powers. He transformed into a black demon lion, followed Jona, who turned into a white demon lion, and flew on the treetops far away from the ground. It was really as fast as thunder and lightning.
The golden oak tree can also resist curses, plagues, storms, rain and snow. This magical oak tree can be said to be the guardian god of the Druids. It is only by relying on its power that the Druids can proudly claim to be the lord of the forest and that no one can expel them from the dense forest.
Any druid has a mysterious spiritual connection with the Golden Oak. Even if the young druid is lost from the tribe, he can rely on this insidious guidance to find the right way home.
However, the Druid tribe never allowed outsiders to enter their homes, and through the golden oaks they could see every corner of the forest.
When an unrivaled powerful enemy approaches their settlement, they will drive away the huge ancient trees carrying layers of tree houses like shepherds on the grassland and migrate to the deeper deep forests like sheepwomen.
The great goddess of forest, Lord of nature, please protect your people and keep disasters away from us!
I pray that in the next hundred years, the druid's land will be filled with good weather and peace and good luck!
Every morning in the morning of the day, Mifiya, the druid's patriarch, would kneel down to the forest goddess to pray devoutly.
Since druids are a race favored by the goddess of the forest, their lives are as long as vicissitudes of ancient trees, and their appearance can maintain a youthful and beautiful posture for a long time.
Even though Mei Feiya is the leader of a clan, she doesn't look old. She looks like a blonde and blue-eyed human young woman. Her skin is as bright as snow. Her plump breasts look surging from the front. From the side, two tall and sharp jade peaks stand proudly. Her slender waist contains amazing toughness. Her slender and straight legs are tightly clamped. Even if a thin steel needle is pinched, it will not fall off. Her round and convex buttocks are enough to make every man with a buttock fetish.
But she was not wearing a gorgeous dress, but a simple linen robe. This robe is unique to Druids, which is to dig a round hole on a rectangular piece of cloth that allows the head to drill through, then put it directly on her body, and then tie the waist with a hemp rope to be considered complete.
But the charming thing is that druid women never wear underwear, so you can easily see Meifeiya's slender waist and snow-white and slender thighs from the opening on the side. If the hem of the robe is blown up by the wind, you may even see the bright red and pink vagina between her thighs!
But there is no need to worry that a man will see this erotic scene and turn into a violent pervert, because this druid tribe is a pure female tribe. Not to mention men, there are even no male animals here!
Relying on the magical powers of the Golden Oak, women of the Druid tribe can reproduce without even having sex with men. This is the biggest difference between the Druid tribe and ordinary humans!
It is precisely because of this that the druid is regarded as a heretic by the human society where patriarchal power is supreme. In the past few thousand years, he has faced the crisis of genocide many times. In the end, he can only hide in the deep forest where there are few people and live a life isolated from the world.
The witch Sessy, who lived in seclusion in the Broken Arrow Valley, was also a group that had lost its traces in history by chance. So she used her powerful magic power to force the druids to contribute to the girl who was proficient in planting techniques in the clan and became a slave to plant moonlight flowers for her.
The magic channel constructed by the crystal magic mirror can make the curse power of the witch Scynia reach all. The druid does not have the powerful ability to cross crystal wall barriers and carry out dimensional migration like the elves. They can only accept it in order to maintain the continuation of the race.
Decades have passed, and Mefia has gradually become accustomed to the witch of Sercy. She no longer prays for help from the gods she believes in in vain, but prays not to have more bad luck on her tribe members.
Clan leader, Elder Cialier invites you to come!
Meifeiya was praying silently when she suddenly heard the guards outside sending messages to her through the microphone. She couldn't help but feel tight, and immediately stood up and hurried out.
Elder Cialier is one of the eternal companions recognized by Golden Oak. She is also a direct blood relative of Mefia. If according to the customs and habits of human society, Mefia should call Mefia a mother.
Only the powerful druids can pass the test of the Golden Oak and become the companion of the sacred tree, which will last forever forever, but as the price of immortality, their own body will gradually merge with the Golden Oak tree's body.
The golden oak of this druid tribe has a total of seventy-seven companions, of which the pace of life of the seventy-three companions has been assimilated with the golden oak. They are sleeping most of the time and will only wake up when the golden oak is about to fall into destruction.
Cyriel is the youngest of the companions, and now she is responsible for communicating and contacting the tribe. Her legs have merged into one with the branches of the oak from below her knees, but the rest of her body still retains the original physical form: her slender and strong thighs are tightly tight and tightly together, her round and strong buttocks are like a fresh and attractive peach, her plump and pointed breasts are tenaciously resisting the action of gravity, and her bright red and tender nipples are slightly raised upwards, and her beautiful face bathed in the sun in the morning looks particularly holy and elegant.
My child!
Cyriel looked at Meifeiya with a look of expression and said softly: I just learned from the sacred tree that the dark witch who oppressed our tribe had died. We must open the defensive magic circle to guard against even more terrifying enemies!
Although she knew that Cialis would definitely have something important to happen, Meifeiya did not expect to hear such amazing news. She couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes in surprise and asked with hesitation: How is that possible?The Dark Witch is the apostle who curses the goddess on earth. She is deeply loved by the goddess. The grace of God is as prison and the grace of God is as good as the sea. Who has the ability to resist the majesty of God and even hurt her at all?
Cialil sighed quietly: Even a powerful existence like a god is still bound by the law of Damocles in this dimension, not to mention that the terrible dark witch is not enough to compete with the gods!That terrible strong man who did not know his identity and origin might have followed the power of the law to deliberately clear her from this dimension!
The Law of Damocles?Is that a kind of dimensional law?
When Meifeiya heard this strange word, she couldn't help but look surprised on her face, and then asked Cyriel for advice.
I also learned this magical law from the divine tree.
Cialier replied in a low voice: That is the soul shackle that only the strong people in the heavenly level can perceive, and it is also the biggest obstacle for them to achieve eternal life!
It turns out that this dimensional rule formulated by the Creator God of the Ancient World is entirely intended to limit the strong to kill weak lives.
If anyone uses the power of heaven and earth to kill weak lives, then he will encounter unimaginable difficulties and obstacles on the road to pursuing power improvement. Finally, when he breaks the void and advances to the divine level, he will directly face the irresistible power of heavenly punishment.
In the Eastern Continent, this law is called cause and effect and disaster, while in the Western Continent, it is accustomed to naming the rules of things with the name of the discoverer, so this magical law is called the law of Damocles.
It is precisely because of this that the weak people living in the secular world have not been killed to extinction in the repeated battles of the strong.
The existence of the law of Damocles makes any peerless strong man who wants to obtain the body of a god, and will not kill the weak for no reason. It is precisely because the slaughter was too heavy that the witch of Sethy lived in seclusion in the Valley of Broken Arrows, hoping to rely on the favor of the cursed goddess to advance to the divine servant as an apostle, so as to achieve the dream of immortality.
After hearing this secret, Meifeiya couldn't help but frown: Whether or not the law of Damocles played a role, the death of the Dark Witch is a great joy for us. Could it be that the person who destroyed her was not a great saint, but an even more terrifying and evil existence?
Cyriel shook her head confused. Our tribe has been isolated from the world for hundreds of years. We have no way of knowing his identity and origin. However, the sacred tree has already felt that he is coming to our settlement. It is hard to say that he is not hostile to us!
Meifeiya's face changed and she asked nervously: So what should I do? Should I order my tribe members to prepare for migration?
The Druids have lived in this settlement for hundreds of years. Apart from being blackmailed by the witch Sessy, they have not encountered any other troubles. Therefore, Meifeiya has no experience in dealing with emergency affairs. This young patriarch who lacks decisiveness will only seek help from the elders when the crisis comes.
Although Cyriel also lacks experience in dealing with the threat of powerful enemies, through the Golden Oak tree, she can share the experience and wisdom of other companions. She smiled helplessly and said: The existence of the Dark Witch must have the ability to destroy the god-like perception. If he wants to get something from the Druids, it is useless for us to escape. We should wait for the verdict of fate!Anyway, we are just a weak group. As long as we are willing to give up our unnecessary dignity and glory, we can at least get a chance to survive from the strong!
In fact, every adult druid is a very powerful master, but their number is too small compared to tens of thousands of humans, especially when they face peerless strong men, their magic and force become insignificant, and they cannot use the law of Damocles to resist the killing of genocide like humans. Submission and obedience are their only choices to survive in this world.
The Druids live in the Whispering Forest. This forest is vast and spans the southern provinces and the southwest provinces. The tall trees block the sunlight. Countless vines grow in the dark and deep dense forests. Even the powerful warriors will find it difficult to walk in this place, not to mention that there are ferocious monsters that are hiding crisis everywhere.
Only then did Jiang Shuihan realize the wonderful use of the druids' transformation into supernatural powers. He transformed into a black demon lion, followed Jona, who turned into a white demon lion, and flew on the treetops far away from the ground. It was really as fast as thunder and lightning.
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