Megalosaurus could see many things that humans couldn't.
Danny's eyes were still her eyes, but it was indeed Dahei's point of view. Dahei was using her eyes to see the world.
"What do you want it for?" Leaf's cat eyes flashed with confusion.
It was a white tree trunk as thick as an arm.
It seemed that the top of the tree had been cut off a long time ago. It was only about 1.5 meters long, and there was a lump at the top.
The trunk was like white bones, and there were four or five small and delicate "Bloody Hand Leaves" growing on the surface. It was like a sweet potato bought from the supermarket and left aside for a long time, spore would grow on it.
All the trunks grew from the roots, except for this one. The roots seemed to be inside the rock and were not exposed.
But it could also be imagined that the roots must be very thick.
The vine-like trunks here were very slender. The thin ones were as thick as chopsticks, and the thick ones were as thick as a thumb.
This tree trunk was like a crane in a flock of chickens in the stone room.
"I can feel the huge magic power in it. I can wrap the hilt with skin, draw the core out to make a wand, and use the outer shell to make a scabbard," Danny said.
She didn't hide her thoughts. Except for her little brother, no one here was a magic idiot.
Weirwood grew slowly, and this trunk was so thick that it must have a long history. The Green Prophet and the Squirrel Man would not ignore its value.
Seeing the Squirrel Man's unhappy face, Danny immediately added, "I know that cutting and burning weirwood is taboo for you, but it is traditional to use weirwood branches as weapons."
"This is the altar. It's different," Leaf said.
"Weirwood from other places is not good enough for me."
Danny shook her head and entered the state of Song of Wind. She used the wind to send her voice into the Squirrel Man's ears and said meaningfully, "You should understand what this means, right? Only I am qualified to use it as a weapon. "
Leaf looked up at Danny, and her cat eyes were full of shock.
After a while, she stepped back and said, "Okay, you can take it away, but you can't use a sharp weapon."
"Break it with my hand? I have the strength, but it may cause the branch to split. "Danny frowned and asked.
"No, you put your hand on the trunk and sing to it," Leaf said.
"What song? Song of Wind? I won't, "Danny said.
"It's not the Song of Wind." Leaf shook his head and said a "song" in the ancient language.
Danny was moved. This was not a song, but a sacrificial speech. She had heard it before.
In Men Shen's body, he had heard "City Builder" Brandon Stark chant.
After he chanted this sacrificial speech, the Weirwood Mother Goddess fused with a twig and detached itself from the tree trunk, falling into Brandon's hand.
In the Northern Region, the old gods had no priests, no pious prayers, no hymns, and even no worship ceremonies.
His daily prayers were just like Eide Stark's, where he sat under the heart tree wiping his sword and recited his thoughts.
But the children of the forest are people who sing praises to the earth.
At this moment, Danny was immersed in the Wind Song state. She closed her eyes and also began to sing.
Although the centaurs and white knights did not understand, they felt that the Dragon Queen's voice was mellow and her tone was bleak with a heavy sense of history. She sang really well.
Danny herself "ascended" in the song.
Her spiritual power entered the tree trunk, then into the roots and spread out in the depths of the earth.
It was cold, dark, and full of vitality.
She went deep into the dark underground river and into the vast and boundless underground ocean. Suddenly, she came to a shaft. She went down, down, down, and down, never reaching the bottom. She also went through an ancient passage. She did not know how deep it was, nor how far it was. There was a stone cave where there were a few skeletons lying on the stone wall …
"Crack —"
A crisp sound pulled her back to reality.
Looking down, the tree trunk had fallen off from the stone wall and landed heavily in her hand.
"I just followed the roots and went deep into the ground. I can travel a thousand miles with a single thought, but there seems to be no end. Up, down, left, right, in all directions, there is no end. How big is this shelter? "
On the way back, Danny curiously asked the squirrelman beside her.
"The river is deep and turbulent, flowing all the way down to the underground ocean where the sun can't reach. The tunnels are long and rugged, never ending. The bottomless pits and mysterious shafts lead straight to the center of the earth …"
Leaf shook his head and sighed. "No one knows how big this place is. We have lived here for millions of years, but there are still many places that we have not explored."
"Millions of years? Were there humans back then? "Bevos, who was carrying the weirwood tree trunk, mumbled.
"Westeros only have giants and children of the forest. I don't know about the situation on the other side of the narrow sea," the squirrelman said.
"Why not go to the warm and sunny south? This place is dark, cold, and damp. It's very uncomfortable to live here, "Ursa said.
"That's such a lousy question." Danny glanced at Ursa and said in annoyance, "They definitely want to go to the south, but will the Andals and the king of the ancestors allow it?"
On the way back, they met dozens of squirrelmen with big eyes, big ears, and deer skin.
Most of them sat around the fire, holding wooden bowls and spoons as they ate dinner.
It was very simple. Stewed mushrooms, grilled fish, and blood-colored soup with the aroma of onions and barley.
"Gulp, gulp …" In the quiet cave, the fat eunuch's belly made an awkward sound.
Four or five squirrelmen looked over with wide eyes. The bonfire reflected a curious light on the surface of their eyeballs.
"You still have barley and onions here?" Danny coughed softly.
"We stored a lot of oats, barley, and dried fruits in the summer, but the onions are grown in the cave," Leaf said.
"How many children of the forest are left in the shelter? Is there enough food to get through the night?" Danny asked.
"There are only about sixty of our people left. There's never been a shortage of food …" The squirrelman sighed.
After a few words, they had already returned to Blinden's cave.
There were also squirrelmen eating with the Li siblings and Ado.
When Danny and the others looked for tree roots to sit down by the fire, a white-haired squirrelman spoke Origin Language and brought them a large wooden bowl carved from weirwood.
The bowl was also blood-colored soup boiled with barley, onions, and pieces of meat.
Danny smiled and thanked him. She took the bowl and spoon and held the bowl while waiting for Bevos to eat first.
"It tastes good. It's fresh and refreshing," the fat eunuch said.
Although Bevos wasn't poisoned, Danny still didn't eat it. The broth was bright red and looked like blood.
Even if Leaf explained that it was weirwood sap, she still felt nauseous.
She gave the soup bowl to the fat eunuch. She took out her wineskin and drank while eating the grilled fish.
"Do you drink?"
They didn't come empty-handed. They brought jerky, sachima, and fruit wine with them.
Uh, it's Sachima.
It was a deep-fried compressed biscuit with sugar and sesame seeds. It was high in sugar and oil. It could be boiled as soup during the march.
"Dragon Queen, can you give me a cup?"
When Danny personally carried the wineskin and poured wine for the children of the forest who surrounded them, a short and thin girl came over.
Brown hair, a pair of bright green eyes, like a summer lake, pale cheeks, slightly rough skin, and relatively ordinary facial features.
She was less than 1.5 meters tall, but very slim.
Of course, the places that should be perky were also very flat.
Dry fried string beans.
She looked at Danny's eyes and explained, "My brother is sick. A cup of wine may make him feel better."
"Drinking wine is not good for the illness at all." Danny said, but still filled her wooden bowl with orange fruit wine.
"He's very uncomfortable," the green-eyed thin girl said.
"What's your name?" Danny asked curiously.
"Mera Lide, daughter of Lord Holland Lide of Greywater Hope. My brother is called Jiujian."
Green-eyed Mera walked to the campfire and put the bowl to the lips of the small boy wrapped in thick fur.
The boy was even thinner than Mera.
If not for the maturity in his light green eyes, Danny would have thought he was a child.
"I'll do it myself." Jiujian took the bowl and said weakly.
"What illness?" Danny asked curiously.
"I'm not sick," Jiujian said.
"But your sister said you're sick," Danny said.
"My body is weak."
"No, there's a problem with your soul."
Danny sensed that Jiujian's spirit was very weak, and his soulfire was about to be extinguished.
"I'm fine," Jiujian said softly.
Danny smiled faintly. "You're weak and listless. Have you been attacked recently?"
This was the sanctuary. Who could attack a guest of the Green Prophet?
"No one attacked me." Jiujian put down the empty bowl and collapsed on the haystack with drunken eyes.
"What's wrong with your brother?" Danny looked at the sad "string beans."
"He wants to go home, but he's stupid and doesn't want to go against fate," Mera said with red eyes.
"What fate?"
"My brother has the Green Vision. He can enter the Green Dream …"
The Green Vision was similar to the Dragon Dream. It could make prophetic dreams. Those dreams were also called "Green Dreams."
"Dreamwalker" Danny's ability was similar to Jiujian's.
The Dreamwalker was a castrated version of the Dragon Spirit, while the Green Vision was a castrated version of the Green Prophet.
Jiujian could not find animal companions like the Green Prophet, nor could he communicate with trees. However, his prophetic abilities were stronger than the Green Prophet's.
Just like Danny, she was not a Dragon Spirit, but her prophetic abilities were unparalleled in Valleglia. She directly predicted the Great Cataclysm in Valleglia.
"The Green Dream will come true. Jiujian dreamed of his own death. The time of his death is right after he helped the Bran to come here. He's about to die, sob …" The Swamp Person Mera started crying.
"Ado, Ado …" The Bran, who was wearing Ado's skin, had an anxious expression as he called out.
Danny felt that he wanted to hug the Swamp Girl.
"What did the Three-Eyed Crow say?" she asked.
"He didn't say anything. I came all the way here because I thought that the Three-Eyed Crow could help him." Mera shook her head sadly.
"Your brother is sick!" Danny said with certainty.
"What sickness?" Mera was confused.
"Idiot! If his death is predicted, he should try his best to avoid it. However, he's waiting for his death with a dejected expression.
He's not facing his fate calmly. He's following the script and trying his best to create his own death, "Danny mocked her.
"The Green Dream will come true. Fate cannot be changed," Mera muttered.
"Let's not talk about the others. It's easy for your brother to change his fate."
"How can he change it?" Mera's wide green eyes shone with hope.
The Squirrel Person Leaf, who was drinking, looked over curiously with his brown cheeks flushed red.
Jiujian was the only one who seemed to have given up. He laid on the grass and did not even open his eyes.
"If you predict that you'll die in a certain way in the future, but you don't have the courage to fight against fate, you might as well be a coward and slap fate in the face. You'll kill yourself in another way in advance!" Danny said calmly.
"Hahaha, Beworth likes the Queen! That's what you should do. Slap fate in the face, haha … "The fat eunuch hugged the big wooden bowl and laughed happily.
"Danny, eat the weirwood seeds while they're still fresh. Once you're done, go to the Great Wall immediately!" Blinden's voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
'This guy …'
Danny had a thought. She looked at Jiujian with a solemn gaze. 'What did Jiujian see in the Green Dream?
Why do I have a feeling that Blinden doesn't want me to investigate this matter?
What's the secret behind this?
Perhaps Jiujian didn't die of grief.
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