Seeing this, the Writing Department couldn't help but be speechless for a while, this guy ...... Could it be that after the brain is refined, the intelligence is not very good? How can you still play yourself to death again?

So he stepped forward to pick up the Life Spirit Stone that had fallen on the ground and put it back into Dapeng's head......

"Ahh

Looking at the skeleton in front of him who yelled like a fool, the writing department was not in a hurry for a while, and said secretly: It seems that the guy who has no brains is really difficult to guess with common sense.

"Oh, by the way, Remnant Feng......" Dapeng said as he adjusted the angle of his head, "After I die, I will be in the requiem array of the Ten Thousand Generals Monument...... Found something ......"

"Tell me something. The Writing Section replied disdainfully, he wasn't going to take what this brainless guy said seriously.

"It's some things that my soul saw after I died, and my original memory was still a little vague, but with my real resurrection, after the soul and body merged, the picture in my memory became clearer and clearer......"

"What the hell is going on?" looked at Roc's tone that didn't seem like a joke or a silly one, and the Writing Section continued to ask.

"It's the old Pope of the Yi Fang Sect......" Dapeng raised his head, stared into the eyes of the Writing Section, and continued, "He's not human!"

After hearing this, the writing department knew what he was referring to, and thought it was a big deal, so he spoke: "That's right, he is a branch of the demon clan, the great elder of the elf clan, an old tree spirit, mixed into the snow fang, intending to rebel, we all know this." ”

"Elven Clan?" Dapeng said with some confusion, then shook his head and denied: "No, in my memory, he ...... It's a monster!"

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"What do you mean by that?"

"Our flesh is not refined by it, but ...... Eaten!"

"Eat!" the Writing Section couldn't help but be taken aback when they heard this.

Refining the corpse to seize the remaining energy of its body is already quite evil and despicable, but it is ...... to eat it alive This is the behavior of wild beasts, and intelligent creatures will never behave like this, unless they ......

The Writing Section seemed to have guessed something, and he continued, "Do you know why he did it?"

"Well, that's a bit impressive. Roc replied, "He seems to be a ...... The life span is coming to an end, so after eating the corpse, it will transform into a new body and maintain its lifespan. ”

"But the elves don't have that ability!" the Writing Section frowned, realizing the gravity of the situation.

After all, the old pope is a member of the demon clan's alliance, if he just wants the elf clan to live a good life and join forces with the demon clan to start a war, then it is not enough to be afraid, but now it seems that it is probably not that simple!

Dapeng continued to tell his speculation: "It's true that the elven race doesn't have this ability, but it doesn't mean that other races don't have it......"

After hearing this, the eyes of the Writing Department lit up, and a terrible idea burst into his mind: "Evolve through devouring...... This is a typical characteristic of demonic beasts!"

"But it is impossible for ordinary demonic beasts in the demon realm to have such a high intelligence......"

"So ......"

The Writing Department and Dapeng said in unison: "This thing is not an elf!"

"Then there's only one possibility......" the Writing Section continued.

After hearing this, Dapeng naturally understood what he meant: "This guy ...... It's the Demon Realm's Warcraft King!"

"That's right, but the Great Elder of the Elven Clan has survived in his clan for thousands of years, and his aura has changed, and it is impossible for even the people of the Elf Clan to not recognize him. "Again, the Writing Section threw out the question.

Dapeng held his chin in his hand and muttered: "In this way, the old tree spirit has not existed for a long time, and now he is robbed of his body by the Demon Beast King of the Demon Realm." ”

"But the Demon Beast Kings of the Demon Realm are all emperor-like existences, even if they die, they will not deign to take away a tree......" Speaking of this, the corners of the text department's mouth curled slightly, and it seemed that he already had an answer in his heart.

But as soon as these words came out, Dapeng was a little puzzled, he looked at the writing department with a puzzled face, and asked, "That's ...... What the hell is going on?"

"Demon Realm's Plant Department Warcraft King, I've only heard of one ......" The Writing Section slowly stood up, and a picture that he had just experienced a few days ago appeared in his mind......

On the battlefield outside the city of Fengjin Town, a giant cannibal tree charged ahead, wildly waving vines to drive away the army of ghouls that surged like a tide, using itself as a wall to protect the land behind it......

At this point, if Dapeng didn't know what the Writing Department was talking about, then he would have been in this Imperial Fang camp for so long.

I saw that in his eye sockets, the soul fire slowly jumped, and he muttered, "The ...... of the Demon Realm Cannibal Flower Mother!"

There is a legend that all the man-eating flowers in this world have a common mother, which is rooted in the demon world, and through the ability to defy the sky, it can communicate with creatures from all walks of life and find a host.

And use these host lifeforms to give them the ability to summon their own sub-strains, and then devour other lifeforms through countless sub-strains, so as to absorb the ability of these lifeforms and make themselves more powerful.

"Maybe the guy who took away the old dryad isn't the mother. "But it is undeniable that it is very powerful, that it has fully evolved its own consciousness, and that it is ...... It's not a good thing!"

"What to do with it?" Roc asked.

Hearing this, the Writing Section shook his head and said: "This guy has completely mastered the Elf Clan under the pretense of being the Great Elder of the Elf Clan, and has joined the Demon Clan Alliance, and its power cannot be underestimated, now, we can only wait and see what happens." ”

TextCo paused for a moment and continued, "But...... Now that the old dryad is at the end of its lifespan, perhaps it will soon be looking for a new parasite, when the ...... It's our chance!"

"Oops," seeing that there was nothing the Writing Department could do at this time, Dapeng pursed his lips and said in a strange manner, "I have only been dead for a long time, and so many things have happened, alas, it seems that ...... I really am the chosen one. ”

"The Chosen One?" Seeing that a skeleton was even pretentious, the writing department raised his hand and slapped the other party's head again.

"What the hell am I ......" Dapeng only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and his head disappeared again.

I was about to scold loudly, but after thinking about it, I still had to ask for someone, so I changed the conversation: "Big brother, big brother, you are the chosen one, help me pick up my head, big brother." ”

"Call Daddy. ”

"Daddy, help me get my head back, okay Daddy, please, Daddy. ”

"Not good!" said the writing department confidently, "Whoever ordered you to call Dad I have to help you pick up your head, go pick it up yourself!"

"What the hell are you...... Daddy, can't I beg you?"

", I don't have a rebel like you!"