Chu Mu chased the dream of death for a while, but found that all the plants where it flew had withered and withered...
"Woooooo~~~~~~~~~"
Moye shouted, signaling Chu Mu to look back.
Chu Mu turned around and was shocked to find that a certain gray tone, along with the figure of Death Dream, slowly but vastly covered the entire Xiangrong City. It felt like a huge city painting.
Slow people apply dark colors.
"This is..." Chu Mu didn't understand. This dead dream was not interested in attacking humans, but why it went to such great lengths to destroy all the plants in Xiangrong City. Could it be that it had some kind of influence on the entire Xiangrong City?
Kind of hatred?
After chasing it for a while, Chu Mu could no longer keep up with its speed.
The Death Dream seemed to shuttle through the air lightly, seemingly gracefully and slowly, but it was very fast, and Mo Xie could not catch up with its speed.
Look around, whether it is the dusty cypresses on both sides of the street, the white tung trees in the residential yard, or the new willows by the lake in the park; the vines growing along the walls, the vines hanging from some big trees, or the vines hanging through
The vines in the soil bags; the flowers that bloomed everywhere and dotted the city, and the unknown lichens and spiritual grasses were all withered. Even some soul pets from the plant world that were not included in the soul pet space, their bodies were not spared.
…
The entire Xiangrong City is withering, and the death-like gray, like an absolute ruler, has stripped away the vitality of the entire city.
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Courtyard in the deep lanes of the back streets of the central city of Xiangrong City
A blind old man stood outside the yard, looking up at the sky with a blank face.
It's a pity that he can't see anything, and his soul can't fully stretch under the powerful gray restriction, let alone reach within a kilometer of the mysterious and dangerous creature.
"It's still coming, it's still coming!!" The emotion shown by the blind old man was different from Duan Qiming and Li Guang who were eager to see the dream of death. It was more of a sigh.
The only person in this city who knows about the existence of Death Dream is this blind old gentleman, because a long time ago, he witnessed its dusty and lonely figure with his own eyes, and he still remembers the shocking feeling in his heart.
After so many years, that kind of shock and longing gradually turned into ripples in the old heart, creating a trace of bitterness and helplessness.
"Old sir." Chu Mu jumped off Mo Xie's body and walked to the blind old man who was immersed in some kind of memory.
Looking at the bewildered old man, looking at his sense of loss that he longed to see but could not see, Chu Mu suddenly wanted to know what this blind old man, whose status was still above the two old monsters Li Guang and Sun Qiming, would do.
What kind of past does he have? His insights and extensive knowledge about soul pets are no less than those of Old Li who has lived for hundreds of years, so his past must have been very, very exciting.
"It's you, come on, describe it to me." The blind old man was not surprised by Chu Mu's arrival and said slowly, then he didn't care about all the withered flowers, trees, vines and grass in the courtyard.
Chu Mu looked across the sky between the two eaves, looking at the dreamlike figure in the distance, and described its appearance in some pale words.
"Well, it seems that my memory is not blurry yet." The blind old man nodded with satisfaction.
"Why, have you seen it before?" Chu Mu asked hurriedly.
"I have met, probably when I was a teenager, there was a person whom I admired. He led me into the mysterious and gorgeous world of soul pets. Through him, I saw the dream of death when I was still a child.
The dead dream at that time was as tender as a baby, and its feathers were so delicate that people couldn’t help but touch it. I stroked its little head..." The blind old man delicately shared the scene in his memory with
Come to Chu Mu.
For some reason, the old man was willing to tell this memory that should have belonged to him to this young man who gave him a sense of familiarity, as if this young man was his stubborn, smart little disciple.
"Is that strong man Cheng Mo? Is Death Dream his soul pet?" Chu Mu asked.
The old man shook his head and said: "Chengmo did not sign a soul contract with Dead Meng. Everyone has their own ideal soul pet in their heart. Chengmo already has a wing-type soul pet that he thinks is the most perfect, so he did not sign a soul pet with Dead Meng.
The little Dead Dream signed a soul contract, but released it in this land that originally belonged to the Dead Dream."
"Does it belong?" Chu Mu was even more confused.
"This is not human territory, it belongs to the Dead Dream. The most primitive ancestor of all elf butterflies is the Dead Dream. However, after humans interfered with this territory, the descendants of the Dead Dream clan gradually disappeared, and another species was more suitable for humans.
The Elf Butterfly race, which is more adapted to survival and reproduction, appeared, and then slowly spread throughout the Xiangrong Territory... Of course, this happened thousands of years ago," the blind old man said.
Chu Mu knew very well that the Dead Dream was not the Elf Butterfly Clan, it should be an independent race, and this race probably only had the powerful and mysterious Dead Dream.
"So it hasn't signed a soul contract with any human being?" Chu Mu said with some surprise.
After most soul pets sign a soul contract with a human, it is impossible for them to follow another human being. This is the soul pet's loyalty that will last until death.
If it were not someone else's soul pet, then the difficulty would be much lower and there would not be such a mental gap.
Of course, this reduction in the probability of conquering is equivalent to changing from 10,000% impossible to 1,000% impossible. The multiple of impossibility has been reduced a lot, but it is still impossible...
Imagine a soul pet that has lived for more than a hundred years. Its character has become extremely firm. Moreover, from its perspective, Chu Mu is almost like a child...
"You seem to be very interested in it," the blind old man said.
"Well, I lack a wing soul pet." Chu Mu nodded honestly.
The blind old gentleman was stunned for a moment, then opened his mind and burst into laughter!
There was no mockery in the laughter of the blind old man, but more of kindness and love for the juniors. The reason why he laughed was because he was telling the story of Death Dream to his young disciples.
, he also looks confident and confident, as if he wants to conquer the dead dream and gain some leadership. Like a monarch, as long as he works hard and persists, he will definitely get it...
"It is friendly to humans, but it is as aloof as a king. It is impossible for a king to surrender to others. If it has descendants, it may not mind letting its children follow human soul pet masters to experience, but this does not mean
It means that it has become a king and is still willing to follow humans on adventures, unless you reach the height of Chengmo and make such a proud king willing to surrender." The blind old man said with a smile.
"By the way, you don't look like an ordinary person. At this age, you have a high-level emperor-level seven-sin fox with three main attributes. If I guessed correctly, your White Nightmare should be stronger, and its strength can at least compete with the Sixteen Jue.
Yes." said the blind old man.
Chu Mu did not deny that although the blind old man was blind, his hundreds of years of experience had made him like a wise man with piercing eyes, and it was difficult to hide from his eyes.
"I really want to get a Death Dream. Does it have any offspring?" Chu Mu asked.
The descendants of Dead Dream must have the highest racial level of the Emperor. Like the Cyan Hidden Dragon, they will be invincible to the Emperor after ten levels. The racial advantages of this creature make it far more likely that they will reach the Dominator level.
Larger than lower creatures.
"Descendants? There should be none. Most creatures of this level are unique, and their inheritance method is hereditary..." the blind old man said.
"Life is hereditary, what kind of life is hereditary?" Chu Mu was stunned. This was the first time Chu Mu had heard of this method of reproduction.
"Life inheritance usually occurs in creatures whose racial level is very high and the possibility of finding a mate is almost zero. Life hereditary creatures can only gestate eggs in their bodies when they are on the verge of death. Only the previous generation can completely
After death, the egg will hatch, and then the next generation will continue this race. The lifespan of the dead dream should be very long. It is impossible to breed a new dead dream, so unless you can kill it..." Blind
The old gentleman still smiled.
"Kill it?" Chu Mu touched his chin.
If he transforms into a half-demon, Chu Mu really doesn't have the confidence to defeat this powerful dead dream.
Defeating and killing are two different concepts. Chu Mu was at least one or two levels higher than them before he could kill it.
"Haha, are you really thinking about how to kill it?" The blind old man laughed again. Although he couldn't see it, he could completely perceive Chu Mu's subtle facial changes through his soul.
Can be sensed.
"Uh, no, just to measure, I think the next generation will definitely carry some memories of the previous generation. It should be impossible for the next generation to die as the soul pet of the enemy who killed the previous generation, right?" Chu Mu said
.
"Your mind is quite sharp." The blind old man smiled slightly and continued, "It is impossible to kill it, it is too strong!"
Chu Mu was stunned and asked hurriedly.
The old man smiled and shook his head, without giving Chu Mu an explanation.