Chapter 284 The Fog in the Dark Night

The jungle in the dark night, the feeling, the special silence... Only the cries of the nocturnal pterosaurs echoed in the air... The noisy wars and earthquakes in the daytime have long ceased... It seems that everything has fallen into a deep sleep.

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

White Skeleton Dragon, Emerald Dragon, Skeleton Dragon, they are located on the edge of the jungle in the west, east and south respectively. These dragons are all enjoying the tranquility of this moment without war.

As time slowly approached late at night, except for a few dragons who were treating the wounded, piecing together weapons and guarding, almost all of them fell into a state of deep sleep.

Every dragon seizes the opportunity to rest, because when the day comes, they don't know what new war they will face, but what they didn't expect is that war sometimes breaks out in the dark...

"Squeak... quack..." A white dragon handyman who assembled a ballista sat under a tree and planned to rest, but he saw that the branches above his head were always swaying and making creaking noises, making it difficult for him to rest.

"What's going on with this tree?" Bai Shilong stood up and looked at the branches suspiciously, and saw that the way the branches swayed seemed strange. It was not caused by the wind, but... the tree itself was moving.

"I'm moving? How is it possible!" Bai Shilong went up and kicked the tree trunk with his foot: "Be quiet!"

Although there are quite a lot of plants and animals on this continent, trees are usually impossible to move, even the white skeleton dragon who has been on the island for a long time understands this.

"Gu...ga..." The kicked tree suddenly behaved strangely, and the entire tree trunk was constantly shaking. A large amount of bark is shed on its body, and there are two longer branches on it. It was bent down like an arm, and it was aimed at the White Skeleton Dragon in front.

"Gah!" The handyman Baichilong screamed in fright when he saw this scene, and it fled away in a hurry, shouting while escaping: "Gah! There are monsters! The tree is moving!"

Many white dragons sleeping around were awakened by it, and 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 rushed to the soldier and said, "The tree! The tree is moving! It's pointing at me!"

"Gah? The tree is moving, how is this possible!" One soldier obviously didn't believe it, while another said, "Where did you see it? Take us to see it! Maybe... it's the manifestation of the Spirit of Wood! "

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

"Gah... the Spirit of Wood?" The handyman seemed less frightened when he heard it: "It's there.

Just now……"

Saying that, it brought the white dragons to the previous tree, only to see that the bark of the tree almost fell off, and it was still shaking, and each branch actually swayed in different directions, this is obviously not the wind. caused by blowing...

"It's the Spirit of Wood!" "The Spirit of Wood has appeared here!" "So, the Spirit of Wood has recognized us!"

Before, the White Skeleton Dragons never dared to chop wood. This is mainly because they are afraid of the anger of the Wood Spirit. They think that if they are recognized, they can cut a little bit, so that they can make weapons more easily. Of course, they do not know in what form the Wood Spirit will recognize them. , this is usually the prophecy that the approval is recognized. But now that there are no prophets, they will think that this tree is the 'Spirit of Wood'...

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

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the branches of the tree slammed downwards, sending the white dragon flying out like a flap. hit another tree.

All the white dragons were stunned when they looked at this situation, and they didn't seem to be able to understand what happened. Why would the 'Wood Spirit' beat them?

"Squeak..." The tree was still shaking its body, as if it had pulled itself out of the ground and moved.

"Gu..." Just when the white dragons didn't know what to do, 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 with a height of more than three meters came out of the forest. However, this was not a common dinosaur, but a tree crawling on the ground. There is no skin at all, and its roots seem to be broken, and only a small section is left, but it still wriggles with these roots, and supports its body with branches bent at an abnormal angle. moving forward.

"This...is the Spirit of Wood?" The white dragons could not help but take a few steps back when they saw it. There are not only these two trees that can move, there are more similar 'trees' coming out of the jungle. Although they have no eyes, they all seem to be staring 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 scorpion. There is a large swamp in the jungle here. Although there are many monsters in it, they will not encounter any danger unless they approach.

But not tonight...

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

"What happened... What is this thing?" Under the light of the fire, a huge 'flower' with a diameter of more than two meters was standing high, and its petals were all sharp barbs. It used these The barbs hooked an emerald dragon to the center of the flower, and were constantly sucking its flesh.

"That's... the 'Crochettooth Flower' in the swamp!" An emerald dragon recognized the flower and said, "But this flower shouldn't be that far from the swamp!"

"Don't worry about it so much! Burn it to death!" Under the commander's order, the emerald dragons immediately picked up the torches and rushed towards the flower.

Meanwhile, in the jungle to the south.

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

Liddell and a few other dragons were originally here to accompany him, but they are all asleep now, and now there are only a few gnomes beside Tucker, who are slapping the skulls in each other's hands.

"...The time is approaching." Tucker looked at the starry sky and whispered to himself.

"Wow!" Suddenly the dwarfs climbed up on the stone Tucker was sitting on and pulled its hand hard.

"What happened?" As soon as Tucker said these words, the stone under it shook, and several blue fluorescent tree roots protruded from below. (To be continued...)