$1195 Explanation

Raymond, who left Gumede's hut that year, was chased by a bear-like monster soon after entering the forest, and finally met the old tree man Moses.

After the dust-laden memories were opened, they spewed out like a floodgate. The past events that made him most guilty turned out to be the truth. He felt that he had been teased and was naturally very angry.

There was something wrong with Raymond's aura, which made Mo Xier a little uneasy. She thought for a moment and then smiled. "Hahahaha... Young wizard, old Moses has no malicious intentions... Although he has been away from here for many years, he just has a playful character. If you were teased back then, Mo Xi'er is here On behalf of the entire Whisperer community, I apologize to you..."

Raymond, who had a sullen face and was very depressed in his heart, did not say anything, but the fallen leaves that had been circling around the roots of the giant tree suddenly rushed over and piled high at his feet, either bending down or Touching his chest, kneeling down on one knee, or swaying his body as if dancing, all of them seemed to be apologizing, which made the anger in Raymond's chest gradually fade away, and a smile overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The innocent expression on the baby-like face, coupled with the young and clear voice, although it was just making an incomprehensible chirping sound, such behavior containing innocence and sincerity still made Raymond My mood gradually returned to peace.

Lei Meng, who spread his palms and made several small leaves with thin hands and legs stand up, asked Mo Xi'er. "The fruit contained the weak sanity of you Whisperers before, so what is contained in these leaves?"

"It's all the same... Whisperers can make them appear to be sane, but in fact they are just our way of relieving boredom..."

The charming female face on the tree trunk turned lonely. He continued very sadly. "There are fewer and fewer people in the tribe, and the habitat is getting smaller and smaller. There is no other way to use talents to relieve loneliness..."

Mo Xier sighed with emotion in a low voice. Although the words were not directed at anything, she actually witnessed the Golan Heights being occupied by ancient wizards, but she also saw the unbearable struggle of her people, and the helpless separation after the failure. go.

"Young Lord Wizard. If you can see old Moses again, please tell him something for me. This will always be his home..."

The slightly sad entrustment was solemnly promised by Lei Meng, and the leaves that were playing around him before seemed to have sensed Mo Xier's sadness and they all gathered towards the giant tree. These small leaves will also be scattered among the withered yellow trees around. The fallen leaves were also collected, and eventually they were all piled up to the roots of the giant tree, where peace returned.

I just didn't know why Mo Xi'er had such a good appetite for magic stones, but after learning that Mo Xi'er had witnessed the ancient wizards developing the Golan Highlands, Lei Meng began to seek advice from her.

Mo Xier's long life did not bring him omniscience. Although she spends most of her time dormant. But he still has a very deep memory of the ancient wizards.

The ancient wizards were so powerful when they rose up. It is something that the current wizard plane does not have, but there is a special reason for the rise of ancient wizards.

Thousands of years ago, the concentration of free energy in the wizarding plane was a hundred times that of today, whether it was the collection of resources or the cultivation of resources. None of them are comparable to today's opportunities, and the opportunities that ancient wizards had. It’s not like it is now!

"At that time, the barriers between the planes were relatively fragile, and ancient wizards could easily establish stable passages to invade and occupy. However, later, due to several invasions of the nightmare world and the penetration of the breath of the chaotic plane, the concentration of free energy suddenly increased. Feces led to the decline of ancient wizards..."

Speaking of this, Mo Xier was very sad, and her charming face seemed to have become much older. "Especially as the plane of chaos approaches, the extremely rich energy aura of the entire plane is drawn away. Because many powerful ancient wizards cannot adapt to such an environment, they lose the possibility of survival... They age rapidly. Until death, unless they are strong enough to break through the plane barrier and leave alone, no one can resist the changes brought about by the changes in the environment at that time..."

Under Mo Xier's description, Raymond seemed to see a picture. The ancient wizards who experienced the era of great expansion were invaded by the nightmare world and other medium and high planes. After resisting tenaciously and enduring the trauma of the wizarding world, However, they finally encountered the strife of the Chaos Plane. After losing their confidence due to being unable to resist, the once powerful ancient wizards became fearful when the entire plane might collapse!

The cohesion that once existed no longer exists, the glory that once was has become a burden, and the courage that was once has become fear!

Only a small number of ancient wizards who were able to break through the plane barrier chose to leave with deep regret and sorrow, while the remaining adherents gradually died away as time went by.

Pessimism is contagious. Listening to Mo Xier's story, Raymond thought to himself that when such a difficult situation arises, whether he chooses to leave or stick to it, it cannot be defined by right or wrong nowadays.

He has entered the ruins of ancient wizards, and the accounts of ancient wizards collected over the years also prove the changes that occurred in that era.

Mo Xier, who hated the prosperous times of ancient wizards, did not deliberately put her emotions into the story, but she still had some complaints about the tyranny and domineering of the ancient wizards. However, when she noticed it, she quickly ended the story and sighed a little embarrassedly. "Young wizard, I'm sorry that there are painful parts in my memories of the past. Too many of my people were wiped out in that era... Every time I recall it, I feel extremely sad..."

For Mo Xier's Whisperer clan, the prosperous times of ancient wizards were their painful past. Raymond, who was not good at commenting, had to change the subject and asked about the location of Mixuer's wooden house.

After Mo Xier, who was a little emotional, told Mixuer's location, the face on the tree trunk began to become blurred. Raymond, who felt that he had received a lot of information about ancient wizards from her, immediately took out a lot of magic stones as a reward.

Mo Xier, overjoyed, lowered countless branches without hesitation and sent hundreds of fruits to him as a thank you.

The fruits with baby-like faces, whether awake, asleep, or yawning, still made Raymond a little nervous, but after he cut off the link between the fruits and Mo Xier, the fruits without faces were just some red, extremely sweet and juicy fruits.

But everything Raymond saw in the Golan Heights before showed that the resources of the wizard plane are quite abundant now, so why Mo Xier showed such a degree of gratitude for a few magic stones, he was a little confused.

So he asked Raymond, who was puzzled, the reason directly.

The face on the tree trunk, which had become a little blurred, immediately became strange. After thinking for a long time, he told him that although the resources of the wizard plane are extremely rich now, that is only for the entire wizard class.

For other races living in this plane, the wizard class, which is expanding and carrying out predatory collection, has made many races overwhelmed and unable to bear the exploitation and oppression of the wizard class!

"Fortunately, the wizard class of Golan Highlands still recognizes the validity of the peace agreement of the year, which allows many tree people living in the Liguo Forest to live in peace... But as far as I know, many tribes that were originally close to the wizard class have been overwhelmed, and either migrated or quietly fled to avoid such actions of the wizard class..."

Mo Xier, who was not interested in speaking, did not finish or say it thoroughly, but the regret and worry in her tone were not concealed, which made Raymond speechless.

Facing the giant tree Mo Xier who was no longer willing to communicate, Raymond, who said goodbye after thanking him, continued to move towards Mixuer with the iron-backed bird...