The Tree of Wisdom had arrived.
Its branches rustled in the wind. It sounded like a murmur, a sigh, and a low laugh.
In addition to pollen, there were also a lot of colorful leaves. The fairies scattered their flowers and flew away with the wind. When they landed on humans and monsters, they were like crystal-clear snowflakes that disappeared without a trace, it was as if they had fused with the flesh and blood of carbon-based creatures.
Thousands of translucent tentacles slowly hung down from the tree canopy, as though they were decorative streamers and lights for this strange festival. However, they also slowly squirmed, danced, and expanded.
The dancing of the tentacles carried a demonic rhythm, causing everyone's breathing and heartbeat to involuntarily slow down. It was as if they were in a bottomless sea, dancing with the world's largest jellyfish.
