Xu Yunshu was 100% sure that this group of dream creatures was worshipping the huge full moon.

Worship!

It is a very difficult behavior for unintelligent beings to understand.

Neither the dream predator itself nor Xu Yunshu understood it.

Why do they worship the great full moon?

What is that moon, which is obviously too big?

Xu Yunshu had endless doubts in his heart.

This moon was already strange, Xu Yunshu had also marveled at its size and strangeness when he was in the Dream Forest, but at this moment, seeing the memories of the ancestor white wolf in the battlefield of consciousness, this strangeness reached its peak.

Without waiting for him to think of anything, the memories of the ancestor white wolf continued.

The Ancestor White Wolf, caught in one of the dust statues, struggles to survive, and is in a dilemma.

The restraint of the wind and sand is too strong, it can no longer maintain the action of biting the back of the wolf's neck, as long as the mouth is open, the wolf will be completely separated from it.

The ancestor white wolf, who had just stimulated his motherhood, was not willing to part with the little wolf at all at this time.

In the howling wind, the two little wolves also felt the danger coming to them, howling milkily, instinctively looking for support.

However, the writhing of his body made things worse.

Seeing that the three wolves were about to disperse, the strange tornado suddenly disappeared, and the white wolves in mid-air suddenly lost their wind support and fell fiercely towards the sand.

The ancestral white wolf was only a primary predator, but after all, the desert was soft sand, and after it fell, although it was not comfortable, it was still able to survive, but the two little wolves suffered a heavy blow and fainted.

It didn't have the wisdom at this time, it just thought that this was the end of the matter, and wanted to escape with the two wolf cubs as soon as possible.

But the wind clearly had no intention of letting it go.

The wind and sand are back.

The ancestor white wolf was once again swept into the tornado in terror.

"Look, it's coming."

The consciousness of the ancestor white wolf was transmitted, and Xu Yunshu immediately cheered up.

It in the mouth of the ancestors, that mysterious thing, is finally about to appear.

The winds were bound into the shape of creatures again.

But this time it was completely different.

The sculptures formed by the grains of sand have no intention of worshipping the great full moon, they are fighting each other.

It's a lot of nonsense to say that the "statues" are fighting each other.

Although they are composed of dynamic wind and sand, these statues, which are larger than the mountains, are still static in nature.

But their images, their limbs, their movements are full of wonderful dynamics.

Both intelligent creatures and unintelligent predators can see at a glance what they are doing.

These statues are playing out the theme of fighting.

They seem to be aimless, only trying to catch the nearest prey and fight, but they seem to have a clear purpose, only to determine the only winner.

A second later, the wind and sand stopped abruptly, and then it blew again.

The static group of statues interprets a series of dynamic group portraits.

Each screen can be linked to the previous screen.

These moon-worshipping creatures fought and fought, died, and were cut down until there was only one winner.

All these strange scenes are really staged in the desert world.

Xu Yunshu inexplicably remembered the pupa disaster he had experienced.

In this strange world, fighting and predation are the eternal themes.

The battle ended with only one winner.

It was an armillo-like creature whose main feature was armor defense.

In a three-dimensional picture with wind as a knife and sand as a material, this armadillo kills its last competitor and finally stands proudly above the desert.

The ancestor white wolf let Xu Yunshu see such a picture.

Does this so-called "it" refer to this armadillo?

Xu Yunshu was a little disappointed, he thought that something more weird or amazing would appear.

If this is all there is to it, Xu Yunshu will think that this is just some kind of peculiar scene restoration, a reproduction of the battle that once happened somewhere, and finally form a mirage-like natural phenomenon.

His heart was quickly conveyed to the ancestor White Wolf.

Faced with this question, the ancestor white wolf only sent a message to Xu Yunshu:

"Don't worry, keep reading."

Xu Yunshu's patience was very good, and he chose to believe the words of the ancestor white wolf.

Strange things really happened.

In the reenactment, the armadillo did not choose to gnaw on the flesh of the vanquished, but just lay quietly in the middle of the battlefield, as if waiting for something to happen.

The predators' thirst for flesh and energy is engraved in their bones.

So far, Xu Yunshu has never seen a predator who is not interested in energy, let alone experienced a tragic battle, presumably there is not much energy left in his body.

At this time, if you don't hurry up to take in energy, what are you waiting for?

Xu Yunshu stared wide-eyed, and there was no significant change in the armadillo from beginning to end.

The bigger changes come from elsewhere.

The hazy full moon, which occupied almost a quarter of the sky, suddenly shone brightly.

Although Xu Yunshu knew that he was not standing under the full moon, when the gorgeous light emitted by the bright moon overturned the earth and illuminated all directions, infinite expectations and yearning suddenly increased in his heart.

It seems that just bathing in the moonlight will purify the body and mind, and thus obtain a certain degree of detachment.

In fact...... It seems that this is exactly the case.

The armadillo outlined by the wind and sand began to strengthen strangely under the light of the gorgeous moonlight.

It gradually increased in size, exceeding two, four, ten, and hundred times its original size...... As the size grew, the wind gradually weakened, and the sand used for shaping thinned out, and a large area of yellow sand fell on the head, causing a sandstorm.

In the environment covered in sand and dust and gradually darkened, Xu Yunshu saw that the body structure of the armadillo was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

When its body expanded, the armor on its body seemed to be completely unable to keep up with the growth rate of its body, and gradually disintegrated, separating from each other, forming one island after another.

These isolated islands grew farther and farther away from each other until they completely disappeared from Xu Yunshu's sight.

But before disappearing, the hairs on the nails turned into fiery red branches.

Seeing these familiar branches, Xu Yunshu's heart beat wildly, and countless thoughts surged through his mind.

Every idea is incredible, but the one closest to the truth is the most absurd.

The change continues, and the armadillo's body continues to grow, seemingly never-ending.

But Xu Yunshu didn't see the end.

Because the wind has stopped and the sand has stopped, everything has dissipated without a trace, as if it never appeared.

The Ancestor White Wolf, ravaged by this strange tornado, witnessed all this, and it struggled to get up from the sand, instinctively trying to find the two wolf cubs.

But at this moment, the afterglow of a huge full moon shone on it.

The ancestor white wolf stood on the desert in a daze, looking at the full moon.

It was looking at the moon, while Xu Yunshu was looking at the ancestor white wolf.

The white wolf, which was only at the level of a junior predator, was swept away by the afterglow of the moonlight, and its body did not change, but its eyes became confused.

At the same time, the two little wolves also came to their senses and were illuminated by the moonlight.