Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 145 Tree-like Civilization
The entire Argonian village has been reduced to ruins.

When the young dragon landed, he saw a large number of corpses, but the dark elves had taken away all the corpses and left almost no useful weapons and equipment.

The Dark Elf Empire's external conquest wars were a bit like Duncan's fight against the barbarians. Whether it was against the Celtic barbarians or the Germanic barbarians, it was a losing business. It was difficult to get enough profit, and all that was left was a pile of rotten land.

However, the dark elves were more ruthless. They directly implemented the Three Alls Policy: kill all, burn all, and rob all. The Argonians who did not resist were captured as slaves, and those who dared to resist were all killed.

"Damn it. They even took the herb basket!"

The young dragon landed in the Argonian priest's mud hut. Well-adapted to the damp, dark environment of the swamp, they built a standard Argonian mud hut out of mud bricks and a layer of plaster on the outside. The priest's house had been ransacked, leaving nothing of value behind. Only a few baskets outside held a few odds and ends, but the good stuff had already been taken away.

——Swamp Mushroom, Death Knell, Earth Root.

The dragon might have some natural treasure-hunting ability, and it actually found a few herbs under the overturned wooden shelf. One of the greatest wealth of the Yalong tribe is herbs. They have many rare alchemical materials and can prepare poisons that paralyze the enemy.

"Is this the most extreme form of fighting to support war?!"

Duncan fell into deep thought, thinking to himself, "What if the Dark Elf Empire treats all the territory they have conquered like this? Wouldn't the other races hate them to death?"

The expansion of the British Kingdom was relatively mild. If Duncan had done the same, he would have made some money after winning a war, but it would be hard to say what would happen in the future.

It's really snatched up here.

When the dark elf army evacuated, they also took away a lot of dragon slaves.

"However, this kind of plundering can indeed maintain continuous expansion. Even if the conquered land is a piece of bad land, it can still be forced to fight and support the war."

Duncan narrowed his eyes slightly. What he saw today made him realize that he was not the only one threatened by the dark elves.

Even if they cannot unite, other races can still cause considerable trouble to the dark elves and delay their invasion of the North.

The young dragon was surrounded by the corpses of the Yalong people. Dozens of Yalong warriors had their heads chopped off and placed on wooden stakes around the burning Hist sacred tree, as if to intimidate the rebels.

A leader unit marked with a gray skull died just like that.

The Dark Elf Empire is too powerful.

The dragon pushed aside the human heads in front of it and slowly approached the burning Hist sacred tree.

There are also many lizard eggs below.

Some were directly roasted by the fire. Duncan opened the eggshell and saw a half-human outline. It was different from the Asian dragon man, and it didn't look like a lizard either. It seemed to be a transitional life form between the two.

There are more than a dozen lizard eggs under the innermost tree roots.

——Argonian egg (hatching interrupted).

The young dragon carefully pulled it out with its claws, observed it for a while, and sniffed it. It could clearly sense the blood of the lizard species.

At this moment, a drop of thick juice from the tree root fell on the dragon claw.

——Historic sap (mythical item).

Huh?
There is still one?

The young dragon took a pottery bowl from the side and scratched the tree roots with his sharp dragon claws. Soon drops of thick sap dripped out.

——"Historic Sap (Mythical Item): Creatures that consume the sap of the sacred tree will form a spiritual connection with the Historic Tree. A very small number of these creatures will be recognized by Argonian society and can integrate into the Argonian community.

It is also the milk of young dragon people, allowing their bodies to evolve further. Dragon people are the children of roots.

Features: Toxic, Hallucination, Prophecy, Mental Link, Genetic Evolution (for Argonians), Alchemical Materials, etc.

A small bowl of the sisit juice was collected.

This sap is also toxic to Argonians, with a very strong hallucinogenic effect, but they believe it is part of their communication with the sacred tree. Other races may be poisoned if they drink it directly. It is very rare in the outside world, and Dark Elves must use it with caution, usually to assist in various prophetic rituals.

However, the dragon's resistance to poison is very strong.

Duncan let the young dragon lick its claws, and soon the projected page became gradually blurred as if it was drunk.

In his previous life, when he was playing games, the game character drank too much and the monitor was very blurry when he was drunk. Now Duncan was in a similar situation. The screen was a little blurry, but the impact was not big. However, he actually heard a faint whisper.

Although it was controlled from a God's perspective, Duncan's consciousness was still connected to his five senses, and whispers kept echoing into his mind.

"dragon?"

The outline of a large tree emerged, and its soul turned to look towards the north.

"This isn't a dragon from this world!... It's a different kind of dragon!..."

In the dark and poisonous swamp, a giant tree with ice-blue buds bloomed. It looked towards the north and communicated with other Hist trees.

"It has forelimbs. Is it a hybrid dragon?"

Tree shadows appeared in the young dragon's hallucination. There were quite a few of them, scattered throughout the deepest part of the swamp.

The projected page is becoming clearer.

The hallucinations were fading.

The dragon's resistance was too strong, and this little bit of sap couldn't last long. In the final hallucination, a sacred tree of Hist, blooming with ice-blue flowers, said, "Drink a little more!... It won't hurt you!..."

"Drink it and you'll be able to communicate with us spiritually..."

The projected page returns to normal.

The young dragon shook its head, and its ice-blue vertical pupils gradually became clear, as if it had escaped the influence of hallucinations and toxins.

Duncan stared at the projected page in deep thought for a long time, and finally controlled the young dragon to take a sip.

The picture became blurry again.

But at this moment, a row of characters flashed from the God's perspective.

"Dimensional life detected!"

"The target is 'plant life', 'collective consciousness', and 'symbiotic cluster form'!" "Recording data! ... Marking the target! ..."

In an instant.

It was as if signal towers were lit up one by one, and the mental connection Duncan created was far beyond that of other dragon people. He saw the Hist sacred trees in the Black Swamp, and the dragon tribes built around them. They were scattered throughout the swamp, sharing a huge consciousness and memory.

For millions of years, the Yalong people have been continuing their race in symbiosis, so they rarely leave the swamp and do not like to spread like other races.

At this moment, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were stretched open!
Duncan didn't know whether it was an illusion or reality. He saw an extremely huge Hist sacred tree on the projection page. It was made up of other Hist trees. Its roots penetrated all the way into the center of the earth, even passed through the magma layer, and climbed and entangled on huge skeletons.

"Mark the earth's bones and veins!"

"Mark the cluster consciousness of the Hist Sacred Tree!"

"An unknown evolutionary path of civilization has been discovered! ...Recording data!..."

"Dimensional space enters [Observer] state!"

In an instant.

Not only the projected page, but also the huge feather-shaped nebula behind Duncan began to rotate, and countless stars were lit up. In the vast void of the universe, billions of stars gathered together and eventually formed a nebula structure that looked like a tree.

"Marking completed!..."

"Dimensional Observer records new data! ... Archive marking [Tree-like Civilization Form]!..."

"Leaving the observer state."

“Open access.”

"Unlock 'Secondary Creation'."

Dimensional space.

In the void, when Duncan's consciousness fell on the huge tree-shaped nebula, a light curtain suddenly appeared out of thin air on the two originally empty projection screens.

"Tree-like Civilization [Observer Files]: The Argonians and the Hist Trees have formed a unique symbiotic relationship, their genes modified by higher-level tree life. This is a social form and civilization ideology that differs from that of conventional humanoid races."

(Mark complete.)
(Dimensional space opens up data analysis of the creators and gods of creation in different worlds!)
(The civilization forms recorded by the observers are included in the archives of the dimensional space.)
(Unlocks some observer permissions.)
(Civilization marker: Level 1 tree-like civilization.)
Consciousness returns.

Duncan suddenly felt his body in the dimensional space, but it was not made of flesh and blood, but a pure energy body.

His mind moved slightly, and a mobile phone appeared out of thin air in his palm.

But there is no signal.

It was just an empty shell of a mobile phone, like a model, and even the screen couldn't light up.

For the first time, Duncan felt the mana pool of his original body, but there was no projection page display and no data. It was like two pools, one from human body No. 1 and one from human body No. 2.

Thoughts moved slightly.

A modern leather sofa appeared, and a lot of mana was instantly drained from the mana pool.

Duncan's attention fell on the projected page.

next second.

He spread his hands and said to the void of the dimensional space: "God said, let there be light!"

The light falls into the void.

A sun.

Or it could be said to be a star, shining among countless bright stars, then illuminating the boundary of nothingness, and the light falls on the dimensional space.

The mana pool was drained in an instant.

The sun that looked like a real one also became a dim background, and finally hung in the void like a solar light bulb.

The light is there.

But it was not the light he had imagined.

Duncan felt the slowly recovering mana pool and lightly snapped his fingers. The sofa created out of thin air moved behind him. When he sat down, he spread his palms and a cup of hot tea appeared. When he drank it, the taste was exactly the same as the memory of his previous life.

Everything in the dimensional space is too monotonous, but unfortunately his current ability is not enough to create things frequently.

Before, he was just a spirit hanging here.

Now, Duncan feels like the boss, and he plans to slowly build a room.

"Dimensional observer?"

Duncan sat on the luxurious leather sofa, chin in hand, deep in thought, and finally turned his gaze back to the projected page in front of him.

His fingertips hooked and stroked.

The left and right projection pages were arranged in front of the eyes respectively. The projection page of human body No. 1 was still in the hosted state, while the projection page of human body No. 2, after the initial vague illusion disappeared, a "spiritual link" mark emerged.

——"Spiritual Link: You have fully digested the power of the Hist Juice. Now, under certain circumstances, you can use your mental power to attempt to communicate with the most ancient tree-shaped intelligent life."

A faint light invisible to the naked eye emerged from the dragonfly's body.

That is spiritual energy.

It is like a signal tower at this moment, and its light is far weaker than that of other Hist trees, but fortunately it can move freely.

After a brief contact, the ancient tree-like civilization structure temporarily accepted the observer.

………………

(End of this chapter)