Turahars and Hattu will be forced to submit to his feet.

Of course, under the control of Chen Feng's conspiracy, this is obviously not the only purpose, the real purpose is hidden deep in his heart.

Pain tortured every inch of Crassus' body and mind, even if he just took a breath. He was awakened by the pain.

"Quiet, quiet." A woman's voice trembled like a bird: "You can't get up yet."

Crassus tried to open his eyes, but it was so difficult: "Who...who..."

"Sleep, sleep..." Her voice was pure and beautiful music, seeming to tell the archon who was suffering from illness that she was not just a human or a protoss.

Krasus tried hard not to fall asleep, but he was exhausted and drifted into a dream. He dreamed that he was flying and that he was a primitive Zerg again.

He was proudly wearing a feather coat, like a big bird. He didn't think much about it, he was just extremely excited that he could fly high again.

The dream continued, teasing him constantly. When someone pushed him back from the dream, he almost cursed that person.

"Crasus! I am Zeratul! Wake up!"

Krasus reluctantly regained consciousness: "I...am I with you, Zeratul?"

"Fortunately, I thought you would sleep forever."

Krasus finally woke up, and he realized that this Protoss might have helped him a lot. "I think I will sleep forever...at least until our army returns." The slender Archon looked around.

Around: "But maybe, I'm still dreaming."

They were in a spacious room. There were many strange structures that required Crassus to observe carefully. Many branches, vines and other things were glued and braided together by the soil.

The ceiling was arched, and there was a hole far to the right of Crassus, which seemed to be the only exit. He looked down and noticed that his bed was made of similar materials. It was covered with new and carefully woven together.

The fine leaves made the bed very soft. On a small table made of tree stumps, there was a bowl carved from incredibly large dried fruits, containing water, perhaps for him to drink.

Crassus took a sip of water from the bowl and continued his observation. He squinted his eyes and realized that what he thought was an interior wall was actually a corridor. Since this room was curved, the walls were

The construction method is also different, so it is difficult to see it if you are not facing the corridor.

"This corridor leads to a very far place." Zeratul reminded: "Through it I found another larger room. There were two others. Then I saw more corridors and found that there were still

Good to come back to you."

"What an exquisite design." Crassus frowned. His sensitive ears heard a sound, but in the end he could not distinguish where it came from. It was a bird, and there were more than one kind. The consul heard at least a dozen

There are many different sounds, some of which are very special.

"What's out there?"

"I still don't know what to say, Master Crassus. See for yourself."

This aroused Crassus' curiosity. The slender man stood up and walked towards the exit. The closer he got, the louder and more diverse the calls became. It seemed that every kind of bird was building a nest outside...

Crassus seemed to already know what he was about to see, and he stuck his head out.

There were indeed countless species of birds building nests around them, and of course their space was large enough. Everywhere Crassus saw, there were huge branches stretching out in all directions. The branches were covered with leaves.

In every branch, there are some birds that have built their own homes. At a glance, pigeons, robins, phoenixes, mockingbirds, etc. jump into view. There are temperate birds here, and there are also birds brought from exotic places.

They live together in the same place and sing the same song. Some eat fruit for a living, some fish for a living, and some even hunt other birds for a living - although they seem to be more willing to eat them to feed their children.

hare or lizard.

Crassus looked up and found more bird's nests. The tree was surprisingly large, and all kinds of birds were gathered everywhere on the leaves.

Of course, there are hundreds of amazing buildings like the house he is in.

The branches are covered with "bird's nests", and the whole tree is like a huge ant's nest, with countless tunnels crisscrossing it. The Archon quickly estimated: it is big enough to station an entire Protoss army -

—Mounts included—plus refugees are more than enough.,

Although it seemed vulnerable on the surface, Crassus soon discovered that this majestic building was stronger and more durable than it actually looked. When the wind shook the leaves, the bird's nest also adjusted smoothly with the waves of the leaves. Crassus encountered

I looked at the edge of the door and felt that the materials were even better combined than the giant stone fortress.

Then...he looked down.

Krasus felt dizzy. As a member of the Zerg race who was never afraid of heights, this was unimaginable in the past, but now he could not see clearly what was in front of him and almost fell from the door.

"Master Krasus!" Zeratul pulled him back from the door. "You almost fell! I'm sorry! I should have told you what was outside!"

Crassus breathed out, his head no longer dizzy: "I'm fine, my friend. You can let me go, now I know what's outside."

"The first time I looked outside, I had to step back immediately." Zeratul told him: "I was afraid of being blown outside by the wind."

Crassus was now ready and came to the exit again. He grasped the sides of the doorframe tightly and looked down again.

The tree stretched downwards with no end in sight, and its branches stretched out in all directions. Elsewhere, there were birds perching and building nests. Crassus tried his best to see, but he still couldn't see the bottom of the tree. Clouds kept passing by.

, those big chunks of clouds showed how high they were now.

"You can't see it all, right?"

"Well, I can't see it."

"I have never heard of such a thick and tall tree in the world. You can't even see the ground below when you stand on it."

"I have heard of it." Crassus replied. Although his brain had partially lost his memory, he was still trying desperately to recall those long-ago events. "It...it is Garnier, the mother of all trees. It is the mother of all trees."

A place where flying creatures live, similar to the void dreamland

The form is both relatively independent and exists in this world. Garnier is the tallest giant tree located on the highest peak of the universe, and the fruits it produces are the seeds of all mortal trees." He continued to think: "Here is it.

The owner of the house, the residence of the goddess Viana.”

"Viana..."

"Yes, it only exists in human legends." The two noticed an agile white figure flying towards them. "I think she has already come over."

The man with wings slowly flew closer, getting bigger and bigger. Finally, the two of them saw it clearly. It turned out to be a white falcon that was bigger than them. Krasus asked Zeratul to step back and completely opened the door.

Let it out.

The eagle fluttered its wings and flew in, and began to change: its legs gradually became fuller, and its wings shrank into two slender hands with feathers. Its body also began to deform, becoming more like a human, while its tail disappeared.

It faded into the tail of a white robe, as thin as gauze.

A slender woman with big eyes looked at the two of them. She was very human-like, with a pointed nose, yet simple and elegant. She had a beautiful appearance, a snow-white complexion, the color of ivory, and a strange furry mane in her hair.

The robe flowed with her steps - her beautiful legs also had sharp claws.

"You're awake, you're still awake." She frowned slightly and said, "You should rest, rest."

Crassus bowed to her and saluted: "I thank you for your kindness to us, madam. But I have now recovered and can continue to act."

She stretched her head like a bird and glanced at the consul angrily: "No, no...it's too early, too early. Please sit down."

Crassus and Zeratul looked around and found two more bird's nest-style chairs behind them. Zeratul asked Crassus to make a decision. Finally, the consul nodded and the two sat down. (To be continued.
Chapter completed!