In the ruins of a Sub-dragon village.
The Juvenile Dragon once again touched the remnants of the Heister Tree before him, and its consciousness began to enter an illusion, no longer appearing in the form of a dragon, but a vague glowing humanoid.
This represented the inner self of the Giant Dragon, a human-like soul.
"A Dragon Descendant?"
The Divine Tree whispered.
"A human Dragon Descendant? Who obtained the body of a Giant Dragon?"
"Whose prank is this?"
A towering Heister Tree gazed at the distant glimr, which was the light of Duncan’s soul, not strong enough because the Juvenile Dragon was still weak.
The only linkage between Dinsion Space and reality was through the corresponding Human Form.
"Perhaps it’s so Demon God who stuffed the Dragon Descendant’s soul into the body of a dragon."
Echoing whispers sounded again, though dense, they were not chaotic. Each Heister Tree maintained a Spiritual Link, forming a vast consciousness collective, yet each had different aspects, but still ford a harmonious natural symbiosis.
Those non-conformist Heister Trees would be eliminated by them.
Duncan’s consciousness now seed to stand upon the earth’s vein, gazing into the distance, with the root systems of the Heister Tree delving deep into the earth, entwining and winding around the earth vein. The nearest Heister Tree to him was about tens of kiloters away in a swamp.
It was also the one that spoke the most.
Duncan’s consciousness finally spoke, he slowly said, "Can you quiet down a bit?"
"One at a ti?"
In the midst of establishing a Spiritual Link, the communication style of the cluster consciousness did not match the cognition of other beings, it was much like everyone sharing brainwaves.
Duncan felt buzzing in his brain from all those whispers of the Divine Trees.
In the distance, atop a Heister Tree blood fiery red flowers, its voice was deeper, even more fervent, it slowly asked, "Who are you?"
This was a very ancient Heister Tree.
It might have existed for more than ten thousand years, with roots extending from the tree intertwining with those of other Divine Trees.
Duncan thought for a mont, spreading his hands and said, "As you see. A hybrid dragon."
"A human soul, the body of a Giant Dragon."
These Heister Trees could not perceive the existence of Dinsion Space; they could only see Duncan’s Human Form, even the outline of his soul.
Another round of whispers rose.
A Heister Tree expressed doubt, "Has the world cycle changed?"
"Has a Dragon Descendant beco a real dragon?"
The souls that can’t withstand Dragon Power couldn’t possibly control the body of a Giant Dragon, the Heister Tree seed to assu Duncan possessed the Dragon Soul of a Dragon Descendant.
Another Heister Tree expressed doubt, "Is this a new asure to oppose the World Devourers?"
"Using dragons against dragons?"
These Heister Tree’s words were too chaotic and overly jumpy, Duncan listened in a haze, frowning and couldn’t help but interrupt, "Can you let ask a few questions first?"
Consciousness space gradually quieted.
Finally, the Heister Tree blooming with icy flowers said, "Ask."
Finally, they could communicate individually.
Duncan pondered for a mont then asked, "Where do you co from?"
Sub-dragon people and Heister Trees, clearly different from other races, feeling like they’re not of the sa genre, with completely different civilization, genes, and ideology.
One Heister Tree slowly answered, "We were born from the Twelve Worlds destroyed at creation."
"Falling along with the Earth Bone."
"Earth Bone, El Nofi, are the offspring of gods, also the ancestors of humans, elves, and other creatures."
Duncan could not comprehend.
But after finally eting a sowhat friendly Divine Level presence to communicate with, he indeed wanted to understand the situation of this world, the Demon Gods were too lazy to elaborate, and the intel garnered was extrely limited.
He couldn’t help but further ask, "Can you explain it in simpler terms?"
Another round of whispers.
These Heister Divine Trees seed to be communicating, while observing Duncan, a projected page finally appeared with a prompt.
"mory cycle detected!... Heister Divine Tree has shared the mory river with you!..."
So ancient mories flowed into his mind.
These Heister Trees still retained mories from the creation period, Duncan saw so incomplete creation scenes, fragntary, jumpy, it seed the trees were gradually forgetting that distant era.
Then, a laughable scene unfolded.
The creation was mostly completed.
But because stabilizing the created world required a great sacrifice, the total designer of the Creator Divine Spirits, nad ’Magnus’, abandoned continuing ’creation’, directly fleeing the newly opened universe from the material level.
"This is simply absurd to the extre!"
"How could a creator god run halfway through the task?"
"Do you think yourself as a civil engineer bro? Can leave anyti with a bucket?"
Duncan couldn’t bear to watch.
The other Creator Divine Spirits were fuming! The shalessness was off the charts.
This was the lousiest bunch in all the creation myths Duncan had heard of.
The total designer ran away.
The other participants started running too.
They escaped the material level, leaving holes that beca the sun and stars.
Through ancient mories, Duncan discovered this universe was not large, sowhat like Dungeons and Dragons’ Crystal Wall System, smaller than the solar system. Compared to it, although the Middle Ages had low ceilings, the space was much grander, and the observable space should be vast.
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