Vitania. Amastasia. Star Flower, holding her pointed chin with her slender fingers, thought thoughtfully for a while, looking at the Sycamore and Wu who were imprisoned in front of her, floating in a weightless state, and the group of followers of the Sycamore, there was a slight doubt in her eyes.

"Did I miss something by sleeping too long?"

Vitania whispered, shook her head, and glanced at Orion next to her: "Hey~ Guardian, after [the year of the fall], is there anything that I don't know?" This world, the world I know, has become completely different, humans are not like humans, elves are not like elves, and even the dragons have become stupid little lizards."

“”

Orion was silent for a while, and said in his roaring voice: "Your Majesty, there are so many things that have happened in the era you are in now, and it is too long to be described in words and words. ”

Vitania said disappointedly, "Don't you even know that you've lived for tens of thousands of years, and you're a member of the [Guardian Tree] War Ancient Tree Legion? ”

"Sorry! Under the Crown"

Orian said expressionlessly: "Before I obtained the enlightenment of the [Log Enlightenment Technique], I was just an immovable ancient tree of war, and it was only more than 4,100 years ago that I truly condensed the [Green Core] and began to generate memories, which is too far away from the era before you fell asleep, but this history of just over 4,000 thoughts has also undergone too many changes that cannot be described in words, so I can't answer your question." ”

"I should have guessed this a long time ago when I saw these weak ants, all kinds of originally powerful life groups have either disappeared or degenerated into cowardice, have they entered the period of destruction in the end of the Dharma era?"

Vitania said with some frustration, "I want to know what happened after I fell asleep, do I really have to ask those abominable 'Eternals'?" Perhaps, according to you, it was a long time when even written records could not be preserved. ”

Shaking her head, Vitania refocused her gaze on the floating group of "ants": "Maybe with the 'Children of Destiny' and the 'Children of Doom', I can find the 'answers' I want?" Interesting! Interesting! Can such a few fragile little things really push the [wheel of life] to turn? Okay, so let me see where the 'fate' of you little ants goes, right? However, you are too weak, let me add some 'nutrition' to you! ”

As she spoke, Vitania beckoned, and the blood essence ball floating on the side fell into her white and tender palm, and quickly shrunk into a blood pill no bigger than a date pit, and it was pressed on Wu's forehead!

The imprisoned Wu suddenly roared, and uncontrollably revealed the "true image" of his blood clan, the huge bat-wings and slightly pale skin that were angry, the blood pupils without pupils and the fangs that emerged from the lips, and the sharp nails like sickles that popped out with a "zheng" on the fingers.

The blood sperm ball that was forcibly punched into Wu's body began to spread in his body from Wu's forehead, and veins like open blood vessels quickly crawled all over his body, and a little blood bead seeped out from under his skin, gradually wrapping him into a huge blood cocoon!

Wutong was stunned to look at the blood cocoon that blinked silently, and swallowed his saliva involuntarily, even without this pervert, in the hands of the dragon worshipper, he had no power to resist, so he, a little mage of the third order, had no hope of breaking free from her shackles.

"As for you, don't ~ let me think about it!"

Vitania hugged her arms to support her delicate chin, thoughtfully circled around the sycamore, and suddenly reached out and pressed it on the forehead of the sycamore, and the sycamore only felt a burst of vast power injected into his body, almost probing at the cellular level.

"Weird! Eccentric! It's weird! Come out for me! ”

With the whispers of the dragon worshippers, Wutong only felt a bang in his head, and the phantom of a small emerald green tree emerged from his forehead, and the origin space in his body was also forcibly opened, appearing in front of the dragon worshippers without reservation.

As if she had found an interesting toy box, Vitania happily "picked" and turned his origin space upside down, and all the "things" were "dumped".

A few obscure thoughts hidden in Wutong's body, very dissatisfied with the dragon worshipper's bandit-like "raiding of the house", almost at the same time united to contend with her power.

"Humph!"

Vitania snorted coldly, "A fallen god, a false god, and an imprisoned imp, are you planning to use the [power of fate] of the 'fateful one' to revive it?" It's a bit whimsical! You blood-sucking locusts, give me a little peace! ”

With her cold snort, a majestic force directly suppressed the three strands of gold, gray and black thoughts in Wutong's body into three small star dots that could not move, and bursts of angry roars and roars stirred in Wutong's consciousness and were gradually dragged out!

A crisp chirp, Wutong's eyebrows "Smack!" A little spark exploded, and a "sneer~" sound burned on Vitania's fingertips!

Vitania, who did not expect to be resisted, shrieked and retracted the finger pressed on the center of the Sycamore's eyebrows, while holding the three small stars in the palm of her hand, she looked at the Origin Tree and the fiery red bird hovering in the Origin Tree in the Origin Space of the Sycamore, and said curiously: "'Fate', is this your 'Origin'?" , It's really strange, even I have never seen such a soul mark and bloodline root I am beginning to be curious about your origin. ”

An invisible coercion came from the void, and even the dragon worshippers had to raise their heads and be vigilant, the invisible coercion faintly warned of something.

Rubbing the red marks on her fingertips, Vitania smiled with interest, and no longer provoked the Tree of Origin and the fiery red bird of the sycamore, but warned the three small stars in her palm: "Well, for the sake of the 'Eternals', I will not destroy the broken thoughts left by you three poor creatures, I will not interfere with your actions, but you better be honest with me and don't disturb my 'game'!" ”

As she spoke, she loosened the grip of the three small star dots, returning them to the Sycamore's origin, and lurking honestly, not daring to protest against any of the dragon's actions.

The situation is stronger than people, they are only a trace of residual thoughts, and people are really here, so they can't be convinced!

(To be continued)