4.6 Billion Year Symphony of Evolution

The jungle of the night, the feeling, the special silence ... what reverberates in the air, only the cry of the night pterosaur ... The noisy wars and earthquakes of the day have long ceased ... It seems that everything fell into a deep sleep.

There was only a cloud of gray smoke, slowly spreading through the jungle with the light breeze of the night ... diffusion ...

The white skeleton dragon, the emerald dragon, and the skeleton dragon are located at the edge of the jungle in the west, east, and south. These dragons are enjoying the tranquility of this moment without war.

As the time slowly got into the night, except for a few dragons who were treating the wounded, patching weapons and guards, they almost all fell asleep.

Every dragon seizes the opportunity to rest, because when it is day, they do n’t know what new war they will face, but what they do n’t think is that sometimes war will break out in the night ...

'Squeak ... quack ...' A white-skeleton dragon handyman who put together a ballista was sitting under the tree and intended to rest, but he saw the branches above his head always dangling and made a squeaking noise.

"What's the matter with this tree?" Bai Miaolong stood up, and he looked at the branch in puzzlement. The way the branch swayed seemed strange. This didn't seem to be caused by the wind, but like ... the tree was moving.

"Moving yourself? How could it be!" Bai Miaolong kicked up the tree trunk with his feet and said: "Be quiet!"

Although there are quite a lot of plants that can move on this continent, trees are usually impossible to move. Even the white skeleton dragon who has been on the island for a long time knows this.

"Goo ... Ga ..." The kicked tree suddenly showed strange behavior, the whole trunk was shaking constantly, a lot of bark fell off its surface, and there were two above it The long branch was bent like an arm, and it was aimed at the white skeleton dragon in front.

"Gah!" Bai Miaolong handyman shouted at the scene, and he ran away in a hurry, yelling: "Gah! There are monsters! The tree is moving!"

Many white skeleton dragons sleeping around were awakened by it. They walked out of the tent one after another. Several soldiers shouted to the handyman: "What is your name! Is there an enemy attack?"

"No!" The handyman ran to the soldiers in a roll and said: "Tree! The tree moved! It pointed at me!"

"Gah? The tree moved, how could this be possible!" One soldier clearly disbelieved, and the other soldier said: "Where did you see it? Take us to see! This might be ... the appearance of the spirit of wood!" "

"Wood Spirit?" The white skeletal dragons around them heard it immediately and said, "It is indeed possible! Take us to see it!"

"Ga ... Spirit of the wood?" The handyman seemed less afraid when he heard it: "Just there, just now ..."

With that, it brought the white skeleton dragons to the previous tree. The bark of the tree was almost gone, and it was still shaking, and each branch was swinging in a different direction. This is obviously not the wind. Caused by blowing ...

"It is the spirit of wood!" "The spirit of wood appears here!" "So, the spirit of wood has recognized us!"

Before the white skeleton dragons have been afraid to cut the wood, mainly because they are afraid of the spirit of the wood spirit, they think that if they are approved, they can cut some more, so that they can make weapons easier, of course, they do not know the wood spirit In what form will they approve them, this is usually the prophet saying that even if they approve, but now there is no prophet, they will think that this tree is the 'spirit of wood' ...

The white skeleton dragons here are all very excited. A white skeleton dragon even ran under the trees and said: "We have now been recognized! Already ..."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the branches of this tree slammed down like a flap, flicking this white-skeleton dragon out, hitting another tree.

All the white skeleton dragons were stunned when they looked at this situation. They seemed unable to understand what was going on. Why did the 'Wood Spirit' beat them?

"Squeak ..." The tree was still shaking its body, it seemed to pull itself out of the ground and move.

"Goo ..." Just when the white skeleton dragons didn't know how to be good, another sound suddenly sounded in the jungle, as if there was a sound made by a behemoth.

"Gah! That ..." As the voice approached, a figure of more than three meters came out of the forest. However, this is not a common dinosaur, but a tree crawling on the ground, its whole body There is no bark, and its roots seem to be broken. There is only a small section left, but it still creeps these roots, and supports the body with the branches that are bent at abnormal angles, slowly Moving forward.

"This ... is the spirit of the wood?" The white skeleton dragons could not help but step back a few steps after seeing this moving tree. More than these two, there are more similar 'trees' coming out of the jungle, they Although he has no eyes, he seems to be glaring at the white skeleton dragon.

And it ’s not just here.

In the jungle to the east, the Emerald Dragons fought here when they attacked the standing scorpion. There is a large swamp in the jungle. Although there are a lot of monsters inside, there is no danger if they are not close.

But not tonight ...

"Gaha!" A scream rang out at the edge of the jungle. Many emerald dragons held torches in their hands and ran quickly to the place where the sound came out.

"What the hell is happening ... what is this?" Under the light of the fire, a huge 'flower' with a diameter of more than two meters stands tall, and its petals are sharply barbed, and it uses these The barb hooked an emerald dragon in the center of the flower, and was constantly sucking its flesh.

"That's ... the 'crown flower' in the swamp!" An emerald dragon recognized the flower and said: "But this flower should not be so far from the swamp!"

"Don't care so much! Burn it to death!" Under the command of the commander, the Emerald Dragons immediately picked up the torch and rushed towards the flower.

At the same time, in the jungle to the south.

Instead of sleeping, Tucker sat on a big rock and looked at the stars in the night sky.

Lidell and several other skeletal dragons were here to accompany it, but they are now asleep, and now there are only a few dwarfs beside Tucker, who are beating each other's skulls in their hands.

"... Time is approaching." Tucker looked at the stars and whispered to himself.

"Wow!" Suddenly the gnome climbed the stone where Tuck sat, and pulled his hand hard.

"What happened?" As soon as Tucker said this, the rock beneath it shook, and a few blue glowing tree roots protruded from below.