Then, from the grass came a small sound.

"Is he stunned by us? Why are his eyes still wide and look terrible?"

An extremely subtle voice came, and it should have an accomplice, at its side at this time.

"I don't think anyone can resist our magic, he must have fallen asleep, his eyes widened, he must have been like that. What's so strange about this, haven't you ever seen anything like this?"

Another voice said, feeling like it understood everything.

"So, shall we go over?"

"Wait, maybe he's got an accomplice nearby. Maybe as soon as we show up, his accomplices will suddenly appear and grab us. They humans are the most cunning, and we never know what's going on in their heads. Another voice said.

In the silence of the night, you can only hear the voice of talking, but you can't see who is speaking.

After a long time, it seemed that the other party had determined that Wells was coming alone, so they decided to come out.

In the darkness, two small figures appeared. Illuminated by the blue-green firelight, the two small figures looked very thin.

It's just that, judging from the other party's figure, it is nothing more than something like a tree branch swinging on the other side. While swinging, they also move slowly.

These are the little tree spirits that live in the woods, and the trees that can produce tree spirits are very old trees.

These trees absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and then after several years of gestation, they will produce a tree spirit.

Because dryads are a very rare species, I believe many people do not know about their existence.

Because the process of formation of the tree spirit is very long and difficult, the tree spirit is born cautious and never takes risks.

Dryads feed on the essence of animals, and their bodies are slender and look like walking branches from a distance.

But if you look closely, you can see that they don't look like the branches at all.

Their eyes are round, like tarsiers. The body is covered with green vegetation that looks like moss.

That's the best way they can disguise themselves, so if the dryads don't make a sound and stand motionless in front of you, it's easy to think of them as normal greenery.

They seldom take the initiative, and usually they stay in one place quietly waiting for their prey to come to their door.

This time, it was rare to see two dryads attacking together, and I didn't know if I should be glad for Wells' good fortune.

However, if he didn't wake up, he wouldn't need to think about it, because at this time, the two little dryads were quietly approaching Wells.

These two Dryads must have not eaten for a long time, or they are growing their bodies and their physical energy is depleted relatively quickly. In short, they took the initiative this time, and the prey was still Wells.

In the process of gestation, the dryad will produce some magic, so the dryad itself is a kind of monster, and they are born with magic.

And their magic is very different from the magic possessed by those who learn it later.

The innate magic of monsters is very powerful, and these magic powers are very destructive and subversive.

They can change everything around them through their magic.

Just now, although Wells prevented himself from falling asleep, the second drank Wood's magic potion. There is no doubt about the magic of this potion, and the reason why Wells fell asleep in the end was entirely because of the irresistible power generated by the magic of the dryad.

Under the blue-green flames, two little dryads were quietly approaching Wells.

They had already felt the magic in Wells, which made them even more happy.

These two dryads, one is called Squeak and the other is called Cluck.

They are the only twin Dryads of all the Dryads. This is something that has never been done before.

They were bred by a thousand-year-old tree, because it took all their strength to give birth to two of them.

After the dryads come out, the old trees wither, which is also the cruel reality that they have to face when they are just born, and they have to face their own food.

However, because there are very few outsiders here, they live very well here.

No, Squeaky and Giggle are tired of the smell of insects and small animals, and want to taste the fresh.

"Giggles, you say, who is this?, how can you not blink your eyes?" Squeak is a talker, and there are always a lot of why you should ask.

Clucking but not bothering to pay attention to the squeak, it tried not to make a sound to get closer to Wells.

The two of them had been in here since Wells had entered and had begun to pay attention to his every move.

Seeing that the fresh prey was about to arrive, at this time, I heard footsteps.

"Oh no, this guy really has an accomplice, and now it must be his accomplice who found out that he was missing and came to look for him. Let's hide it first, and maybe we'll get some more to eat today. "Gluck is a little more bold than squeak, but it's still very cautious.

They won't do what they don't know if they're not sure.

After a while, the footsteps really came in this direction, but listening to the sound, it didn't seem to be a person.

Pekney and Wood had been sitting quietly in the cabin, but when it was dark, Pekney saw a blue-green flame not far away.

Ordinary people would not use such a colorful flame, and Pekney guessed that Wells might have followed her all the way.

Therefore, the two of them ignored the danger and had to come and see what was going on.

Tris had no choice but to follow the two of them.

It's just that Tris is far away from them, which minimizes the danger.

Pekney and Wood rushed over to see that it was really Wells, but they couldn't wake up when they looked at Wells's weird appearance.

Pekney knew it wasn't called a long sleep, but another kind of magic at work.

Wood looked around vigilantly, and Wood naturally wouldn't notice anything. Because squeaks and gurgles are so hidden, even if Wood saw their bodies, he wouldn't recognize them.

Just as Wood's eyes were about to take his eyes off the squeaks and gurgles, Moonstar Grass suddenly jumped out, pointed to the pile of miscellaneous in front of him, and said, "Wood, it's them, they're the ones who made Wells like this, grab them, don't let them run." ”

There has long been a tacit understanding between Wood and Moon Star Grass that ordinary people can't imagine, and just when Moon Star Grass spoke, Wood had already made a move.