Vitania Amastaxia, Star Flower, held her pointed chin with her slender fingers, thought for a while, looking at Wutong and Wu, who were trapped in front of her, floating in the state of gravity without any force, and the group of followers of Wutong, a slight confusion arose in her eyes.

"Did I miss something when I've been sleeping for too long?"

Vitania whispered, shook her head, and glanced at Orien beside her: "Hey~ Guardian, what happened in the future? This world has become completely different from the world I know. Humans are not like humans, and their spirits are not like jīng spirits. Even the dragon clan has become stupid little low-wise lizards."

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Orien was silent for a while and said in his roaring voice: "The Crown, too many things have happened. The era you are in is gone. It has been too long since the past. It has been so long that it cannot be described in words and words."

Vitania said disappointedly: "Even if you have lived for tens of thousands of years, as a member of the War Ancient Tree Legion?"

"Sorry! Crown"

Ourion said expressionlessly: "Before I gained enlightenment, I was just an unmovable ancient tree of war. I truly condensed and began to produce memories. It was only 4,100 years ago. It was too far away from the times before you fell asleep. But this history of only more than 4,000 thoughts has also undergone too many changes that cannot be described in words. I am sorry I cannot answer your questions."

"I should have guessed this long ago when I saw these weak ants. All the originally powerful groups of life have either disappeared or become degenerate and cowardly. Have they entered the destruction period of the Dharma-Ending Age?"

Vitania said with some loss: "I want to know what happened after I fell asleep. Do you really have to ask those hateful 'eternals'? Maybe. According to you, that's a long time when even the written records cannot be preserved."

Shaking his head, Vitania turned her eyes again to the floating group of "antits": "Maybe with the 'Son of Destiny' and 'Son of Doom', I can find the 'Answer' I want? Interesting! Interesting! Can these few fragile little things really push the rotation? Well. Let me see where the 'Fate' of you little ants will go? But you are too weak, let me add some 'nutrition' to you!"

As he said that, Vitanya waved her hand. The blood ball floating beside her fell into her white and tender palm, and quickly shrank into a blood ball that was only the size of a date pit, and was pressed on Wu's forehead!

The imprisoned Wu suddenly roared, and the "imitation" of his blood clan appeared uncontrollably, with huge wings and slightly pale skin, blood pupils without pupils and fangs appearing on his lips, and a "clang" sound on his fingers, sharp nails like sickles.

The blood ball that was forcibly shot into Wu's body began to spread in his body from Wu's forehead, and veins that seemed to be swelling blood vessels quickly crawled all over his body. A few blood beads penetrated from under his skin, gradually wrapping him into a huge blood cocoon!

Wutong looked at the blood cocoon that was blinking in a daze, and swallowed involuntarily. Without this pervert, there was no power to resist in the hands of the dragon worshiper, so he, the third-level little mage, had no hope of breaking free from her constraints.

"As for you, let me think about it!"

Vitania hugged her arms and held her delicate chin, and wandered around Wutong thoughtfully, and suddenly reached out and pressed her hand on Wutong's forehead. Wutong only felt a vast force being injected into his body, almost conducting cellular investigations.

"Freak! Strange! So weird! Come out!"

As the dragon worshiper whispered, Wutong felt a bang in her mind, and the shadow of a small green tree emerged from his forehead, and the original space in his body was forcibly opened, presenting it in front of the dragon worshiper without reservation.

As if he had found an interesting toy box, Vitanya was "picking and choosing" in it with great enthusiasm, turning his original space upside down, and all the "things" were "poured out".

Several obscure thoughts hidden in Wutong's body were very dissatisfied with the "house search" of the dragon worshiper like a robber, and they almost joined forces to compete with her power at the same time.

"snort!"

Vitanya snorted coldly: "A god of the fallen god, a pseudo-god, and a detained little devil are you planning to use the resurgence of the 'Fateurist'? It's too whimsical! You blood-sucking leeches, please be more at ease!"

With her cold snorting, a powerful force directly suppressed the three golden, gray and black thoughts in Wutong's body into three small small star dots that could not move. Flashes of angry roars and roars stirred up Wutong's consciousness and were gradually dragged out!

With a crisp and squeaky sound, Wutong's eyebrows exploded with a little spark, and a "swish" sounded hot on Vitanya's fingertips!

Vitanya, who had not expected to be resisted, screamed and retracted her finger pressed against Wutong's eyebrows. While holding the three small star dots in her palm, she looked at the Origin Tree of the Origin and the fiery red bird hovering on the Origin Tree in Wutong's Origin Space, and said curiously: "'Fateurist', is this your 'original'? It's so strange. Even I have never seen such a soul mark and blood source. I began to curious about your origin."

An invisible pressure came from the void, and even the dragon worshiper had to raise his head and keep an eye on it, and the invisible pressure was telling something.

Rubbing the burned red marks on his fingertips, Vitania showed an interesting smile, no longer provoking the Origin Tree of Wutong and the Fiery Red Bird, but instead told the three small star dots held in her palm: "Well, for the sake of the 'Eternals', I will not eliminate the incomplete thoughts left by you three poor people. I will not interfere with your behavior, but you'd better be honest with me and not disturb my 'game'!"

As she said that, she let go of the control of the three small star dots, allowing them to return to the origin of the sycamore tree, lurking honestly, and was so shameless that she did not dare to protest against any actions of the dragon worshiper.
Chapter completed!