Those faintly glowing seeds were mixed in the fog and were not very conspicuous. However, these seeds were the reason why Angor thought so highly of the "tree civilization".
They were the foundation of civilization.
Freud and Sunders were also observing the green mist quietly. They didn't know about the seeds, but since Angor asked them to keep watching, there must be more to come.
After a while, Freud rubbed his eyes and said, "Am I hallucinating? Did I just see a flash of light? "
"Yes, there is. It's inside the mist," Sunders confirmed.
Freud saw another light coming from the mist. This time, a tiny dot of light suddenly lit up inside the green mist.
The light flickered as if it was breathing.
With the passage of time, the frequency at which the light spot flickered increased, and its brightness increased until it was completely bright and no longer dim.
What is this light dot?
Just as he was about to ask about it, the light spot suddenly moved.
It wasn't moving with the wind like before. This time, it was moving with a clear purpose. With a flash of light, it passed through the layers of green fog and flew straight to the largest leaf in the middle of the towering tree.
When it reached the leaf, which was as big as a town square, a strange ripple was released from the light dot.
Freud sensed the ripple even though he was several kilometers away.
It wasn't a sound, but Angor could sense the meaning behind it. It was similar to using spirit power to communicate through the Spirit Bond.
However, even if the Spirit Bond was used to connect multiple people, it was still a communication with a specific purpose and direction. The ripple was simply a public announcement.
It was like someone shouting on the street with a loudspeaker. Anyone who got close to the source would hear it.
It wasn't hard to decipher the meaning of the fluctuation. The dot of light was affectionately calling out, "Mother."
Of course, the light dot wasn't calling Sunders its mother. Instead, it was calling the giant tree "mother" in an affectionate, happy, and flattering tone.
The giant tree seemed to have sensed the ripple as well. The leaf that carried the light dot swayed slightly in the wind. This caused the light spot to emit waves of joy.
Amidst the joy, another wave entered the "broadcast". This time, there was more meaning than before. The emotion was still joy, but there was an additional hint of pleading. "Can I stay here?"
The giant tree responded once again, but it didn't speak. Instead, it emitted a green energy that gently wrapped around the light spot.
Under the stimulation of this green energy, the seed in the light spot suddenly began to undergo a strange change.
The seed sprouted in midair, and then a large number of vines grew out of the seed. These vines were like thorns, and when they were born, they circled around and formed an oval cocoon that was about ten meters tall and covered in red and white thorns.
The cocoon landed on the leaf and bounced off the soft leaf. When the cocoon was bounced into the air, the giant tree once again bestowed it with a portion of green energy.
After the energy was poured into the cocoon, the speed at which the cocoon hatched increased exponentially. In less than ten seconds, the cocoon that was covered with vines opened from the inside.
Within the halo, a woman with green hair and a perfect face slowly crawled out of the cocoon.
It was "crawling", not "walking".
Although the woman's face still looked human, her green hair and skin covered in red and white thorns indicated that she was not a human. More importantly, her lower body was covered in thick, dark green vines.
She looked like a person who had a snake's tail transplanted into her body. However, her vines were very long, at least twenty times longer than her upper body. The vines were also covered in sharp thorns that glowed with a cold light.
"What's this? A Vine Banshee?! "Freud gasped in shock." What the hell?
No one answered him, but the woman with the vines seemed to be very perceptive. She noticed Freud's presence and turned around to look at him.
She didn't have pupils, and her eyes were dark green. When she looked at Freud, there was a sense of coldness and serenity in her eyes.
Freud's heart skipped a beat as he was startled.
Vine Banshee … Well, that's her name for now. She seemed to be curious about Freud's identity and asked the tree in a low voice.
This time, the Vine Banshee didn't speak loudly, so Freud couldn't hear what she was saying. But it wasn't hard to guess what she was asking. She was probably asking about Freud's identity.
"I answered her on behalf of the tree. I told her that you're a human and an ally of the tree." Angor's voice reached Freud's ears.
Angor answered on behalf of the tree?
Freud was surprised, but he quickly understood what Angor meant. Angor had the Tree of Authority, which meant he could control the "tree civilization" to a certain extent. Of course, he could answer on behalf of the tree.
"However, even though I said that you and the tree are allies, she still seems to be filled with hatred and prejudice against humans …"
"Just like the Sinful Fiend? Natural opposition?"
"Maybe it's because she doesn't like humans. Or maybe she's just like the other creatures in the Dream Realm who want to destroy everything."
"You can't control her mind?"
Angor shook his head. "I can guide her, but I can't fully control her mind."
"And I can only do that through the tree civilization. These … fairies are created by the tree civilization. To a certain extent, fairies will worship this big tree and listen to some of the tree's instructions. But just like humans, it's hard to fathom a person's heart. Sometimes, they may act one way and act another. "
"This so-called fairy is a tree civilization?" Sunders asked curiously.
Angor nodded, then shook his head. "Yes, she's a product of the tree civilization, but she doesn't represent the tree civilization."
Before Sunders could ask more questions, Freud suddenly pointed into the distance. "There are more light spots in the mist. And there's more than one this time! There are so many of them! "
Sunders looked back and saw countless light spots appearing in the dense green mist around the giant tree.
They looked like stars under the green curtain of the night sky, blinking along with the rhythm of the tree's breathing.
There were so many of them that Sunders couldn't even count them.
"Will they all turn into fairies?" Freud's voice was trembling. If so, there would be more fairies than the current population of Foundation City.
"If I'm not mistaken."
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