Kelhain was right. After nightfall, the camel caravan walked into a meadow. The numbness of the boring journey made everyone silent, and only the camel bells rang lonely in the quiet night.

When the wind changed from dry to moist, and the starry sky was unusually clear and bright without any obstruction from the sand and dust, Kelhain jumped off the camel. He identified his position through the stars in the sky, and then knelt down facing a direction.

The prayer he recited said: "Thank you, great world tree, for creating life in this sandy land, and nurturing our ancestors with your blessings. Even though you were destroyed in the war, you still guarded this grassland for our ancestors, providing us with food to fill our stomachs and spiritual support. We are grateful for your kindness and selfless dedication.

I am Kelhain, a wandering soul who has returned to the grasslands of the ancestors, and I pray for your protection.

Praise the World Tree!"

Qingkong rode on the camel's back, quietly waiting for Kelhain's prayer, and at the same time could feel the great power that enveloped the entire grassland.

That was the remaining power of the fallen World Tree, just as described in Kelhain's prayer... It created the grasslands of the ancestors and provided shelter for those who were stranded in the desert. Its roots drew groundwater to form rivers above ground, nourishing the Halmutu Basin and allowing the desert population to multiply.

Even if it is destroyed and collapsed, it still uses its power to protect this place.

Jennifer was also infected by this atmosphere: "I have read the description of the World Tree in ancient collections. It is said that its trunk diameter reaches one kilometer, and an elf city is built on the crown of the tree. Countless races live on the ancestral grassland nurtured by the World Tree, and they have formed a harmonious civilization among all races here.

But during the ancient war, a great battle broke out here. The World Tree was set on fire during the war, and the fire burned for five whole years...

Therefore, the indigenous people of the ancient grasslands were very hostile to the five ancient civilizations. "

Jennifer had seen Qingkong use the ancient Golden Language, so she carefully reminded everyone, including the sheriff who was the host of the Shadow Parasite Iteration Body.

At this time, after finishing his prayer, Kelhain jumped onto the camel's back. Hearing Jennifer's words, he smiled and said, "After so many years, the indigenous people of the First People's Prairie have also changed. They are hostile to the five ancient civilizations, but they all accept the silver and gold certificates issued by the Shining Gold People.

Of course, it is best not to encounter the branch of the grassland elves, the 'Ferocious War Song'. They believe that they are the descendants of the elves on the World Tree and are still guarding the World Tree ruins. If you encounter them, let me negotiate with them. "

Qingkong found her current location through the map on her phone and determined her next destination. Then she said to Kalhain, "Once we reach the Prairie of the Ancients, our employment relationship will end. Your wages have been paid, and we will say goodbye here."

Kelhain was stunned when he heard the farewell. He didn't expect that this journey would end like this. So he said to Qingkong: "Miss Qingkong, you hired me to take you to the First People's Grassland, but the First People's Grassland is very large and very dangerous. I can take you wherever you want to go.

free!"

Qingkong determined the direction and urged the camel forward, then waved his hand and released the spiritual ball. The spiritual ball glowed and illuminated the dark road ahead. Qingkong said to Kalhain without turning his head, "I am familiar with this place. I hired you just to save time on the road. Go back... take the things I gave you and go wherever you want to go.

Maybe we will meet in St. Luke, or maybe it will just be a memory in the future.”

Seeing the camel carrying the clear sky away, Jennifer chased after it, holding the reins of the spare camel and the pack animal. The black cat squatted on Jennifer's shoulder, its eyes emitting a bright green light in the night.

"Are you stupid? I've asked you to swear allegiance to the great Miss Qingkong a long time ago, but now you can only look at Miss Qingkong's back. Don't be sad, don't miss her... If you go to Saint Lun City in the future, I'll treat you to a meal!"

The black cat wagged its tail proudly.

Kelhain rode on the camel's back and watched the clear sky and the camel caravan disappear into the night. After a while, the sound of the camel bells also disappeared.

Qingkong didn't have much feeling about this farewell, the mission was over just like that. She estimated the battery consumption of the battle she would encounter tomorrow by looking at the video guide on her phone. She also calculated how much battery she could charge at most when she arrived at her destination tomorrow based on the current battery level on her phone.

After finalizing the entire action plan, Qingkong asked Jennifer to lead the camel caravan in the direction, while he himself went into the tent on the back of the pack animal... and logged off!

When I went online the next day, it was already bright.

Qingkong came out of the tent, stood on the shoulder of the pack animal and looked ahead.

The vegetation of the Ancestors' Grassland is more lush and rich than any oasis along the way. You can see herds of antelopes grazing in the distance with great vigilance, and you can also see groups of lions crawling slowly towards the antelopes under the cover of the grass.

There was a hawk circling in the sky.

Qingkong opened the Ice Crystal Eye and could see magical light flickering between the goshawk's feathers. Feeling the goshawk's eyes staring at him, Qingkong knew that his camel caravan had been discovered.

He removed the Ice Crystal Eye, floated up into the clear sky and flew forward, then sat on the back of his mount.

The camel caravan continued to move forward.

We walked for about another hour.

The originally lush grass suddenly became sparse, and the moist soil turned into sand. In front of us, a huge monster lay in the middle of the large expanse of yellow sand.

It was pitch black, about 100 meters long, 10 meters high, and hollow in the middle. It looked like a fallen giant tree that had experienced countless years of weathering and corrosion; it also looked like the skeleton of a dead giant beast, showing its hideous posture everywhere.

When the camel caravan arrived nearby, the tall and strong beasts of burden turned into small guys.

Jennifer looked up at the dark thing and couldn't help but reveal a look of longing: "Is this the remains of the World Tree?"

Qingkong looked at the remains of the World Tree that looked like a city wall, and said with emotion: "This is just a piece of the remaining World Tree branch. A fallen branch is this big. From this, you can feel how magnificent the World Tree that once grew here was."

Jennifer looked at the yellow sand around the World Tree ruins and asked, "But doesn't the power of the World Tree continue to maintain the Ancestral Grassland? Why is the desertification so serious here?"

"That's because..."

Before Qingkong could explain, an arrow shot down from above, and Qingkong released an ice shield to block the arrow. Then more and more arrows rained down from all directions, including many magic arrows.

Faced with the sudden attack, Qingkong and Jennifer used defensive magic to create a shield to block the incoming arrows.

At the same time, they also saw what was attacking them.

It's an elf!

These elves were different from the elegant forest elves. They wore crude leather armor and ornaments made of animal teeth and bones. Their hair was braided in different styles, with a fiery red scarf around their necks, and their eyes were as sharp as a lion staring at its prey.

They are a subspecies of the elves... the prairie elves.

When the elves migrated to live on the grassland, they inevitably came into conflict with the orcs. The constant influence and integration during the struggle gave rise to the unique grassland elves.

And these grassland elves that attacked Qingkong and the others are a special branch.

The elves who once lived on the World Tree had to move to the grasslands after the World Tree burned and collapsed. Although they eventually merged and became grassland elves, they still believed that their ancestors were the fruits of the World Tree, so they regarded protecting the remains of the World Tree as their greatest responsibility.

They are the "Fierce War Song".

On the grasslands of the ancestors, wherever there are remains of the World Tree, there must be a ferocious war song guarding nearby.

This is no exception.

There were seven elves attacking Qingkong this time. They used horn bows to shoot continuously and quickly approached. When they realized that the bows and arrows could not harm the invaders, four of them drew the swords on their backs and launched an attack under the cover of the other three elves.

The elves were extremely agile, running almost close to the ground, their red scarves like dancing flames on the sand. When they got close, the elves jumped high, wielding weapons with sharp edges that could tear through the air and slashed at Qingkong and Jennifer.

Fierce and decisive, with no intention of capturing anyone alive.

A shrill cat cry sounded, and the black cat that had been quietly squatting on Jennifer's shoulder jumped into the air. His body instantly expanded in the air, and in an instant he turned into a leopard cat over two meters long.

The sheriff in the air was agile, and with one claw he slapped a nearby elf away, and then pounced on another elf from the air. After landing, he pressed the elf into the sand with his claws, and bared his fangs at the other elves, making a hissing sound.

Jennifer took the magic wand and swung the electric chain whip in the air, lashing left and right, and the two elves that were close to her were whipped away.

The elves who were repelled, watching their struggling companions being pinned down by the giant ocelot, immediately organized a new attack. At this time, a camel quickly rushed into the battlefield, and then an orc jumped off the camel's back and blocked the elves and the clear sky team.

It was Kalhain, who had followed the footsteps of the camel caravan and thought he had arrived just in time.

He stretched out his hands to tell the two parties not to act impulsively, and then said to the elves: "I'm sorry, warriors of the fierce war song! Miss Qingkong is from Shenglun City in the Golden Shield Empire. This is her first time to the ancient grassland. She is a scholar and is very curious about the ancient world tree, so she couldn't help but get closer.

She had no intention of destroying the remains of the World Tree, she just wanted to admire it.

Please clear the way, we will leave immediately..."

While speaking, Kelhain also signaled the sheriff to let go of the elf under his claws. He knew that the black cat that could speak was not an ordinary creature, but he didn't expect it to grow so big. "Hey, let the elf go quickly."

The sheriff raised his claws, and the elf buried in the sand quickly climbed up. The elf did not pick up the weapon that fell nearby, but raised his legs and ran towards his companions, but he was caught by the sheriff's claws after just two steps.

Press under the paw again.

He said to Kalhain arrogantly: "Are you ordering me to do something?"

Kalhain was dumbfounded. The chances of reconciliation when encountering the Fierce War Song were already slim, and now there was even less hope.

The cry of a goshawk was heard in the sky, and the reinforcements of the fierce War Song were on their way.

Kelhain took off the big knife from his back and slowly approached Qingkong's team. He untied the oilcloth wrapped around the knife in circles, and held the handle with both hands in a fighting stance.

His momentum caused the air current to blow up the dust, and he complained to the sheriff beside him: "I'm going to be killed by you this time!"

The sheriff looked at the elf in front of him provocatively and said to Kelhain, "With Miss Clear Sky here, there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Kalhain looked up at Qingkong who was still riding on the camel. Three ice shields were rotating around her, but she really didn't look worried about the situation at all.

Clear Sky lifted the magic, and the ice shield turned into ice chips and fell down, then he said, "Sheriff, let the elves go, we are not here to cause trouble."

"Yes, Miss Clear Sky!"

The sheriff raised his claws, hooked the elf's clothes and lifted him up, then threw him out. The elf found his balance in the air and landed steadily. He turned around to prevent himself from being caught again, and then slowly retreated to the side of his companions.

At this time, the eagle's cry became urgent, and at the same time, the sound of horses galloping came from all directions. Then a large group of elves rode on war horses and rushed out from the nearby grass. The horses' hooves stepped on the sand and raised rolling dust. Dozens of horses actually ran with the momentum of thousands of troops.

A female elf rode on the red horse in the lead, with a red scarf covering her cheeks and yellow eyes shining like gold. Her skin was tanned from being outdoors for a long time, and she wore fist claws made of animal teeth on her hands.

The elven cavalry rushed to a nearby place and stopped abruptly, their horses neighing and standing up. A hawk swooped down from the sky and landed on the glove of the falconer beside the female elf.

"I am Modesti, the chieftain of the Fierce Warsong Moonsong tribe. You..." The female chieftain noticed Qingkong's identity as an elf and asked her, "Elf, you will not let us reduce the trigger on you just because of your race.

Give up resistance and accept the punishment in the sand. As long as you are still alive tomorrow, it means that the World Tree has forgiven you. "

The elves surrounded Qingkong and his group, their eyes full of anger. To them, offending the World Tree was an unforgivable sin.

Sand torture is to bury a person in the sand with only the head exposed. The person will quickly die of dehydration.

Qingkong pulled the camel's reins and walked forward, stopping in front of the elves' line. He said to Modesti, "The speed of desertification around the World Tree Ruins is accelerating. How many meters has it expanded this year?"

Modesti didn't expect that the elf in front of her would ask such a question when facing the death penalty: "What does this have to do with you! Forest elf, you should consider whether your fair skin can withstand the scorching sun."

"Forest elves?" Qingkong couldn't help but laugh, and then patterns emerged on her cheeks: "Aren't the ancestors of the Fierce War Song the fruits of the World Tree? They once lived on the World Tree, and they should have been considered a branch of the forest elves at that time!"

When Modesti saw the pattern on Qingkong's face, her eyes widened in shock. She pulled down the scarf covering her face, and the same pattern appeared on her face. She then asked Qingkong, "Are you also the Fierce Battle Song? But... you don't look like one at all!"

The patterns on his face disappeared, and Qingkong looked at the sand and the surrounding grassland and said, "You guarded the World Tree Ruins, but when you found that the grassland around the World Tree Ruins was desertified, you ignored it and allowed the sand to expand.

I wanted to know why, but I also knew that I was too ignorant to find the answer. So I left the prairie to study and travel, just to find a way to save the prairie.

It’s normal to have some changes in your appearance.”

Who would have thought that Modesti said, "The World Tree created the Prairie of the Ancients, and it is its will to take away the Prairie of the Ancients. The duty of the Fierce War Song is to prevent the last remnants of the World Tree from being disturbed. Since you are a member of the Fierce War Song, you should know that your idea is a betrayal of the World Tree."

“Who defines betrayal?”

Facing the sharp question raised by Qingkong, Modesty answered loudly: "It is defined by our own heart! The remaining power of the World Tree is weakening. As its children, we must let it complete its final journey without being desecrated by anyone.

Don't think that you, a weak person, can save the greatest existence in the world. Countless intelligent beings have tried in history, and without exception, they have caused great damage to the World Tree Ruins.

The fierce war song had no choice but to closely guard the only remaining remains of the World Tree.

Taking back your ignorance and accepting the punishment is what you should do now!"

Modesti drew out a scimitar and pointed the blade at the clear sky.

"Foolishness comes from ignorance. It's my fault for trying to convince you." Qingkong drew the scimitar from his waist and said to Modesti, "Then follow the rules of the Fierce Battle Song...

I, the fierce war song Qingkong, challenge the leader of the Moon Song Tribe, Modesti. If I win, I will be the new leader of the Moon Song Tribe. "