soul devouring system

The scene in his sleep still tormented his nerves.

Pressing heavily on his temples, Wang Dong took a deep breath and lay down on the ground exhausted.

"It's safe." Wang Dong spit out the turbid air in his stomach.

"Human, you're awake." Suddenly there was a buzzing voice around, and Wang Dong subconsciously looked around, only to find himself in a tree hole.

"Who? Come out! If I don't come out, I'll do it!" Wang Dong immediately stood up, half-knelt on the ground, and looked around carefully.

The emotion in those eyes is completely different from the one he had a month ago—wildness, and the kind of vigilance that only wild beasts can reveal, and the fierceness in the eyes of wild beasts that want to eat each other all the time.

"Don't be nervous, you are in my body right now." Old Jie said slowly.

Wang Dong frowned.

The hair on the body surface grew vigorously.

"Why am I here? What are you?" Wang Dong asked.

"You were seriously injured and was rescued by a kitten. She entrusted you to me just after she went out to do her own business. I should be what you humans call a dryad, right?" Lao Jie explained road.

"Saved by a cat?" Wang Dong was stunned.

The vague and hazy memories of the past few days finally came to mind, and the hair on his body also receded. Wang Dong pursed his lips: "Thank you."

Wang Dong, who had just finished speaking, planned to get out of the tree hole. Lao Jie didn't stop him, but asked, "Human, where are you going?"

"Go to the place where I should go, and please tell that cat, Wang Dong will repay its kindness to me in the future!" Wang Dong jumped down from the tall tree trunk, but in midair, he fell But his body was caught by Lao Jie's branch, Wang Dong's face was a little impatient, his mood was unstable, and he couldn't even notice it.

"Human, although I don't know what happened to you, but when you were sent by it, you were covered in wounds. The enemy you fought with should be very powerful, right?" Old Jie said very directly.

But it was enough to wake up the dreamer, and Wang Dong, who wanted to leave angrily, suddenly stagnated in a puffed up breath.

"No matter how strong I am, I will go! I lost once! I must get back what I lost!" Wang Dong's eyes were firm, although Wang Dong's momentum had diminished, his position was still as firm as steel.

"Human, this is not you, not the voice of your heart." Lao Jie said suddenly.

Wang Dong was taken aback.

"Although I am a dryad, I can see through who told me lies and whose words are false. This is the right given to me by the gods, and the talent bestowed on the tree spirit." Old Jie explained slowly. , His old body made him stop for a moment, and then he continued: "Just now, I saw your true heart. Although it is almost the same as what you said, your appearance is somewhat different from your heart."

"I..." Wang Dong was completely stunned.

Looking back on the appearance just now, it really doesn't look like what I should have.

But Wang Dong also knew that this was a sequela caused by the devouring of the soul, and it was the result of forcibly devouring the mud dragon regardless of the difference in strength.

Although the memory belonging to the mud dragon was assimilated by him, he failed to distinguish the primary and secondary in the last step. Now his soul power belonging to humans and the soul power of the mud dragon are scattered in his body chaotically and disorderly.

If he doesn't deliberately control it, even he himself doesn't know whose "character" he is using.

Wang Dong simply didn't care about these things.

"It's useless for me to stay here..." He said to himself.

"Then you, at least wait for it to come back! If you want to go back to the human world, if you want to meet again in the future, it will be a long way off." Lao Jie said.

"..." Finally, Wang Dong couldn't bear his temper, and reluctantly sat on Lao Jie's roots.

"Well, my name is Wang Dong, and I'm a...person." Knowing that his attitude just now was not very good, Wang Dong wanted to make up for his mistakes.

"Wang Dong? It's rare to hear humans use such a name... My name is Jabos. Everyone in this forest will call me 'Old Jie'. As you can see, I am a dryad, but I am this forest The patriarch of the tree spirit clan." Lao Jie said.

"Patriarch?" Wang Dong subconsciously looked at Lao Jie's towering torso.

"You do have the authority of the head of the clan." Wang Dong said.

"Thank you, human's rhetoric sounds really good!" Old Jie said.

He spoke very slowly, unconsciously, Wang Dong didn't realize that his thinking seemed to slow down with Lao Jie's words, and the rioting mood gradually calmed down. Wang Dong, who had just woken up, showed a rare smile, but The next moment, he let out a sigh of loneliness again, and the smile between his brows and eyes was slightly bitter.

"That big guy who saved me is a cat?" Wang Dong asked subconsciously.

"Yes, she told me about the relationship between you and her..." Lao Jie began to tell Wang Dong what the black cat had said to him.

Without saying much, Wang Dong guessed the identity of the black cat from Lao Jie's words.

At the beginning, I carelessly lost the dagger that Yisi gave me. On that day, I met that proud Hunter Elvis in the woods that looked like a colorful chicken standing upright, but Wang Dong never thought of this. The little guy who was smaller than other cats has grown to the size of a leopard.

If its head was replaced with a leopard face, and the leopard pattern was painted on its body, it would not be an exaggeration to regard this cat as a leopard.

"It turned out to be it... The world is really small, so I can survive." Wang Dong said sadly.

"This is your own luck." Old Jie said.

"Heh... If it's really luck, I think I've spent all my luck in my life on this matter, right?" Wang Dong smiled self-deprecatingly.

Lao Jie moved his branches and leaves.

With the night wind, the branches and leaves rattled in the air.

He only heard countless fruits fall to the ground around him, and Wang Dong looked at Lao Jie in confusion.

"Look, none of the fruits on my body hit you." Old Jie said.

Wang Dong finally couldn't help laughing, this big tree looked very serious and serious, and even spoke slowly like an old man, but it happened that such a big guy had such a mischievous side .

Seeing him laughing, Lao Jie shook the branch, but the fruit that fell on the ground flew back to his "body" quickly.

"Are you willing to tell me your experience?" Old Jie said.

Dryads are like this. As a kind of life form that cannot move, no matter how much these trees want to go outside to have a look, they can only stay in this forest helplessly in the end—or even stay in the forest In a small area, the only way to get in touch with the outside world is through word of mouth among the clansmen, as well as the wild beasts in the forest.

This "crazy" Dryad seems to enjoy listening to stories more than any other Dryad.

Wang Dong is no longer stingy.

Taking a deep breath, he began to slowly tell his story.

He really needs such a confidant so much, needs an outlet to vent all his grievances and hatred, and Lao Jie is also a qualified listener. As a dryad, his boundless life makes his The mind is calm and sophisticated, but also comfortable and peaceful.

When Wang Dong talked about a peaceful life, he could always say one or two philosophical words to make Wang Dong think. Can follow righteous indignation.

And as Wang Dong's experience was told bit by bit, Lao Jie also showed fascination for those weird experiences that Wang Dong said.

"Human life is really wonderful and thrilling." Old Jie sighed.

To be honest, Wang Dong felt that his ability to tell stories was poor, but Lao Jie's story gave him some confidence.

"If possible, I'd rather be a tree." Wang Dong said.

"Hahaha." Lao Jie shook the branch, as if he was laughing at the choice of the young human being in front of him: "Your choice is exactly the opposite of mine. In such a turbulent life, the goddess of fate must be testing you. Believe me, the more pressure you The bigger the life, the greater the possibility of life. On the contrary, those of us who can’t move are much more pitiful. Every day at sunrise and dusk, what we see is the same scene. We have lived like this for too long. It doesn't make any sense."

"Besides, relatives leave, friends die in vain, and after experiencing such blows again and again, you can still wake up, and when you wake up, you want to take revenge again... Doesn't this just show that you have accepted this kind of life?" Old Jie talking.

His words made Wang Dong fall into deep thought.

"What you need to understand is that everything in this world takes defeating fate as its mission. You and I are like this, or your deceased relatives and friends, why did they end like this?" Lao Jie suddenly asked a question.

"why?"

"Wang Dong, you have to know fate, it always hangs high above our heads, despising all our lives."

"While we expect it to come soon and push ourselves forward, we are afraid that it will fall on us and make us breathless, but no matter what, no one will be willing to be swayed by fate."

"We pray for good luck and fear bad luck, and most of the lives in this world are like this; but your relatives and friends, they are all human beings who dare to fight against fate, they have their own firm stand, have In order to break through the shackles of fate and destroy the shackles of fate, I think this may be the choice and ending they want most?"