Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 186 186. Sapling

Stepping onto the ninth floor, it was an endless gray fog with no end in sight, just like in a dream!
Only this time, it's more real and shocking!
Zhou Ting's eyes widened in astonishment, and he was dumbfounded, but the next moment, he said confidently.

"This is my martial spirit!"

Just for a moment, the fog faded, not dissipated, but Zhou Ting's eyes were able to see through the fog and see what was behind the fog.

It was an ordinary, ordinary land, just like a plain, a plain without any plants or life.

Apart from…

Zhou Ting took a big step and arrived at the center of the plain. Here stood a "big rock" that was as tall as a person.

Zhou Ting could feel that the "big stone" contained majestic vitality!

It is a living thing!

He stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the "boulder". There was a "click" and a crack appeared on the surface of the boulder.

Zhou Ting retracted his hand as a conditioned reflex, but did not forget to throw the blame away immediately.

"Cracked? I just touched it lightly, it wasn't me!"

"Crack..."

Zhou Ting's touch seemed to push the Domele dominoes, triggering a chain reaction.

There were more and more cracks, spreading all over the stone, and then the gravel fell one after another, revealing a... sapling, a small sapling rooted in the soil. It was less than a finger long, with only two emerald green beads on it. of young leaves.

"Such a small body, living in such a big house? What a luxury!"

Zhou Ting was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and looked at the newborn little guy with a very strange expression.

"You... were the one who drove the elf away?"

How could such a small, weak guy do it?
The sapling showed no reaction.

Zhou Ting was unwilling to give in and gently teased one of its young leaves with his index finger.

"Giggle cluck..."

Trees...can laugh? ! !
Zhou Ting's hand froze there.

But soon, I adjusted to it. The world of soul masters is full of wonders!

There are even clones and bodies. It is normal for trees to be able to talk!

"what are you?"

Zhou Ting asked curiously.

The little sapling finally made some movement. It was twisting and turning, like a fat baby dancing, but the dance was so awkward!

Just when Zhou Ting thought it couldn't speak, it slowly spoke.

"I, the great God of Dreams, was born in the world of chaos. You may have heard of my name, or you may have never heard of it."

"But when you search for me in the depths of your dreams, I will always find you."

"My name is the god of great dreams, the light guide for those who fall into deep dreams."

The voice is small and full of childishness, but it also reveals a kind of confidence and unquestionable firmness and majesty.

Zhou Ting looked at this little sapling and couldn't help but laugh. This little guy might have really been a god before, but now, it's really... so interesting.

"Are you the god of dreams?"

Hearing the deep suspicion in Zhou Ting's tone, the little sapling couldn't bear it anymore. This kid... is really insulting God!
God’s dignity cannot be tarnished!

Its only two small leaves are about to rise from the ground as soon as they are pushed to the ground.

Zhou Ting looked at its delicate body and deeply doubted whether it could withstand such a level of bravery.

Zhou Ting didn't want this little guy with great potential to die. He directly reached out and held down the sapling, and apologized quickly.

"I took the liberty, it's all my fault!"

"real!"

Feeling Zhou Ting's sincere apology, the little sapling finally stopped moving and straightened its trunk proudly. Well, the trunk was only as long as an index finger.

"Oh, what a proud little guy!"

Zhou Ting sighed secretly, and then asked.

"You are the God of Dreams, how did you end up in this situation?"

"Unlucky!"

The sapling suddenly shriveled up and sounded sad. "I am an ancient god. I have existed since the birth of intelligent beings. I was free and at ease in this dreamland and had no fight with the world."

"But recently, there have been inexplicably more and more powerful people in all the worlds. It's still an explosive increase, and those who come later are getting stronger and stronger, unreasonably strong..."

What this says...

Isn't it because there are too many novels?
Think about the protagonists there. Any one of them can control the road and destroy the world with a wave of his hand...

Before Zhou Ting could think about it, the little sapling continued.

"First there is the dream, then there is God!"

"With the changes in the world, the dream world is also growing infinitely. Although I am the god of dreams, I cannot control dreams, and my strength has not increased much!"

Zhou Ting looked thoughtfully at the two leaves hanging to the ground and said bluntly.

"So, you were defeated!"

"No, no, you were defeated. I was not defeated. I am immortal in the dream. Soon, I will regain my divine power and return to my peak!"

Zhou Ting asked without comment, with a smile on his lips.

"Then how did you end up where you are now?"

"Oh, it's hard to say!"

The little sapling sighed and continued: "That day, a strong man suddenly appeared in the dream. His name seemed to be Lin Sheng. His strength far exceeded mine. In a short period of time, he broke the wall of the dream and invaded by force. Arrived in my kingdom of God.”

Lin Sheng, I've never seen this name before. Isn't it what he guessed?

Zhou Ting rubbed his chin, thoughtfully: Maybe I haven't seen it!

"I fought with him, but I was not strong enough and was eventually dragged into the nightmare space by him..."

Speaking of this, the little sapling trembled uncontrollably. As a powerful dream god, he was actually afraid of nightmares? ! !

Zhou Ting was shocked.

The little sapling calmed down for a moment before continuing.

"...After most of his strength was wiped out, he finally ended up living in this remote place and ended up like this."

Zhou Ting asked curiously.

"What about him?"

"he's gone."

There was a hint of regret in the little sapling's tone.

"Leave? Just leave like this?"

Zhou Ting didn't believe it.

The sapling asked back.

"if not?"

Zhou Ting was confused: Didn't he hunt it down?

The sapling saw Zhou Ting's thoughts, and the whole tree stood upright, accusing him with indignation.

"You kid, are you listening to me? I am the god of dreams. Dreams are immortal and I am immortal!"

Zhou Ting said nothing: Well, I thought you were bragging before!
after all…

As the sapling sprouted, Zhou Ting discovered that he could control the life and death of the sapling.

"In that case, why do you want to hide in my martial spirit and be controlled by me?!!"

The sapling withered again, and weakly spread two leaves to the ground.

"To be honest with you, I am not the whole origin, but only a very small part of the origin. I am lurking in the statue waiting for the opportunity."

"What time?"

"Although I am the god of dreams, dreams also limit me. I need to leave the dream and go to the real world. I want to become stronger!"

This reason is very strong, but Zhou Ting doesn’t believe it!
"You must have escaped to avoid being chased!"

It was as if a sore spot had been stabbed, and the sapling could not get up again.

Zhou Ting smiled and didn't care about its little thoughts.

The incomplete God is also a God!
(End of this chapter)