Sword of Dawn

However, Enya's words directly choked Gao Wen's words back: "Don't worry, it's just ordinary black tea. Betty prepared it for me. I'm not a reckless child."

While talking, two teacups and an exquisite but huge teapot floated up behind the golden dome. Driven by magic power, they floated out of thin air in front of Melita and Noretta, filled them up by themselves, and then fell gently On the coffee table in front of the sofa.

The two envoys of Talrond froze for two seconds before picking up the cups with weird expressions. They looked at each other a little helplessly, and at the same time felt that the scene in front of them was beyond their understanding of all previous worldviews - the common experience of countless dragons in the past The Dragon God, who believed in and revered, poured them a cup of tea himself...

"Thank you... thank you..." Melita finally came to her senses, she hurriedly thanked her and brought the teacup to her mouth—the black tea was kept boiling hot under the support of the magic power, but she directly picked it up as if she didn't feel it. She drank it all down, and almost bit off a piece of the cup and swallowed it. Fortunately, she reacted the moment her teeth touched the rim of the cup, and she quickly put down the teacup.

Not knowing if the tea really had an effect, she felt that her mind finally calmed down a bit, and her chaotic thoughts gradually became clear.

She heard the familiar and gentle voice from the golden dome: "How is Tallond's situation now? The other dragons are... how are they doing?"

Melita was silent for two seconds. She still couldn't treat the former god in front of her as an ordinary conversation partner, but at least on this issue, she finally chose to say everything she felt most intuitively: "... Now the situation is very bad, 90.00% of our land has been completely burned, all cities have been completely destroyed, only a very small number of factories and warehouses located in the mountains or underground have survived, the transportation system and communication system have disintegrated, Omi Jia left the planet.

"As for the dragons... there are not even a single dragon left, and no healthy adult dragons have been found yet. My compatriots now have to fight against two... three kinds of post-war backlashes, one is plant Injection failure, a large number of implants that rely on the operation of the Omega system are gradually shutting down, becoming a heavy and stiff burden in our body, and even threatening to kill, we can only take it out of the body through crude and primitive surgery, there are many Siblings are retraumatized in the process;

"The second is the addiction to enhancers. Most of them are former lower-level dragons. After leaving the enhancers, their nervous system is suffering a lot. The only good news is that some compatriots have gradually passed the most serious stage of backlash. , On the other hand, the countries of the Loren Continent have jointly supported us with a large amount of raw materials for alchemy potions. The leader of Heragor... the leader, he instructed us how to configure those raw materials into ancient potions, which can help fellows who are addicted to synergists They repair the nervous system;"

"Finally, finally..."

Melita hesitated for a moment, she looked at the golden dome, and finally her expression gradually became firm.

"The harsh living environment is testing our will, and the chain reaction caused by the fading power of magic is tormenting the priests and servants who once came from the middle and lower levels of the temple system - we climbed out of the cradle, but it was too cold outside the cradle, Therefore, members who are not firm enough can't help but miss the warmth in the cradle, but leader Heragor, as the highest leader of the temple system in the past, has stabilized the situation in this regard, and all the dragons are becoming firm again."

The gentle pale golden light was flowing on the surface of the giant egg, and Enya let out a soft sigh, with relief in that sigh: "It seems that even without me, you can indeed go down by yourself... Hera Gore has served me by my side for many, many years. No matter how heavy the burden behind this company is, it has enhanced our understanding after all. I can be sure that as long as Heragor is steadfast, Tarrond The revival is just around the corner, as for Andal and Balogar...their respective wisdom and experience are Heragor's greatest help, and also your most precious wealth."

"Please rest assured, we understand this very well," Bailong Noretta finally entered the state, she nodded very solemnly and said, "We have established a new sanctuary city in Agondor, in some relatively stable and safe The area, the expansion camp and the forward base have gradually gained a firm foothold—the three leaders are using their own methods and strengths to lead our ethnic group, and most of us... are very clear about what we should do."

"That's good, that's good..." Enya said slowly, and finally focused on the dragon egg next to Melita, which was one size smaller than herself, "I noticed that you brought Here comes a dragon egg? And it looks like it's hatched to its third stage."

"This is the dragon egg we adopted together," Noretta nodded immediately and said, "We found a large number of healthy dragon eggs in the ruins of the hatchery, and the dragons are adopting them in temporary 'family' units. With the hatching method, these healthy dragon eggs will become the first batch of truly healthy and pure dragons in this world in 1807 million years..."

"The healthiest young dragons in millions of years, facing the harshest environment in Tarrond in millions of years... They have a mission, and the next dragon birth may not be easy," Enya said in a gentle and gentle tone , "But I still want to bless them... although now my 'blessing' has no effect."

Melita lowered her head and said very sincerely: "Such a 'blessing' is already very precious."

"They want to hatch the dragon eggs here," Gao Wen interjected, seeing that the time had come, "the embassy still has a while to prepare, and the two of them have just been sent here to work. There are also a lot of tasks, so I’m afraid I can’t take good care of the dragon eggs—there are ready-made incubation facilities here, and there are royal attendants to help take care of them, so I think it’s quite suitable. Of course, it depends on your opinion.”

"I guessed it when I saw the dragon egg," Enya said with a smile, "Of course it's okay, I have no objection, and I'm even happy—I'm a little confident in taking care of dragon eggs and baby dragons."

Speaking of this, she added with a smile: "And in the final analysis, even I am a 'tenant' living here with you, just like those two little guys who linger in the Shadow Realm—you You don't have to consider our opinion how you want to arrange your own property."

What she added was obviously just being polite, and Gao Wen didn't pay much attention to it. He just smiled and nodded, and his eyes fell on the two envoys of Tarrond: "Do you think this arrangement is okay? The eggs can be placed in the incubator here, and Enya can help take care of them, which is definitely more reliable than leaving them to anyone, and you can come and take care of them at any time."

"To be honest, I really didn't expect things to develop like this at first," Melita couldn't help sighing, and then nodded, "Of course I have no objection, this is better than what we expected."

"I have no objection either," Noretta nodded, and then couldn't help rubbing her forehead, "Speaking of which, it's really unbelievable...I still wonder if I've fallen into a hallucination...this kind of thing Report to Speaker Andal or Chief Heragor, I'm afraid they will be shocked too."

"I'm looking forward to the sight of them being startled, especially Heragor," Enya said with a smile immediately, "He has been by my side for more than a million years, and he just made his face tense for more than a million years." , Sometimes I deliberately scare him, but he just continues to sullenly while frightened... I really wonder what he looks like when he is frightened."

Melita & Noretta: "..."

They have already started to think quickly, whether what Enya just said can also be reported...

The arrangements for the dragon eggs were settled, and the atmosphere in the hatching room finally became more relaxed. Afterwards, the two Tarrond envoys talked with their former gods about many things, including memories, current situation, and more. Ideas about the future - it's really just Melita or Noretta talking most of the time, Enya just listens quietly, as she has done for the past 100 million+ years as a god : Listen, and keep silent.

But this time, the listening finally became less piercing.

In the whole process, whether it was Melita and Noretta or Enya herself, they deliberately avoided the topic of the final battle.

When the sun went down, the two Tallonde envoys finally left, and only Gawain and Enya were left in the hatching room again, but this time, there was an extra dragon egg floating in the room with a soft luster in the light .

"I'll arrange for another base to be placed next to you later," Gawain said, looking at the dragon egg. "Placing it on the base will be more stable, otherwise I always feel that it will roll around..."

There was no response from the golden dome, Enya seemed to be lost in thought, and remained silent after Gao Wen's voice fell.

"Enya?" Gawain looked at the golden dome curiously, "What are you thinking? Still thinking about Tarrond?"

"Gao Wen, my friend," Enya finally spoke after another two seconds, with an unprecedentedly serious tone, "Have you ever had any experience in taking care of cubs?"

"Taking care of the cubs? You mean taking care of the children?" Gao Wen was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled a little embarrassedly, "This... I'm actually ashamed to say that, back then... I mean most of the 'back then' in my memory Time is either in war, or on the way to war, I was not around when several children were born one after another, and education..."

He finally came to his senses and stared at the golden giant egg with wide eyes: "Wait, don't you... you don't actually know how to hatch dragon eggs or take care of baby dragons?"

"...knowledge is known, but there is no practical experience."

"No experience...yes, how could you have experience in this field!" Gao Wen stared at Enya's eggshell dumbfounded, "Then you just..."

"..."

Enya remained silent, Gao Wen stared at her for a long time, and finally asked cautiously: "Could it be... because of face?"

The Golden Dome finally broke the silence: "...In short, I have another direction to work hard."

Chapter 1160 The Retired Gods

The incubator was very silent, Enya's eggshell was still floating with a peaceful and warm luster, but Gawain just stared at the golden giant egg quietly, until half a minute later, he opened his mouth to break the silence: "Seriously! , we still have time to call Melita and Noretta back..."

"No, I can handle everything," Enya's voice sounded immediately, with a firm tone, "Hatching dragon eggs is not a complicated thing, especially since there is an automatic system in this room, I don't need to What to do, and taking care of the baby dragons is actually very simple, they are far easier to survive and grow than human babies..."

"But as you said just now, you have no practical experience." Gao Wen looked at this "goddess" with a rather strange expression, and had the illusion of knowing each other for the first time, "Your theoretical knowledge is really enough. ?”

"Believe me, Melita and Noretta's situation will only be worse than mine—they can't even rely on theoretical knowledge," Enya's voice finally gained further confidence, and the reasons given were much more reliable. "As the younger generation of dragons, they don't have the experience of ancient dragons at all. All the knowledge about caring for baby dragons should be taught by Andal or Heragor, and I have at least witnessed the history of giant dragons for more than 100 million years. ...Although I have only put a little energy into the aspect of 'caring for the young dragons', the amount of human beings I have accumulated is definitely far more than those two little girls."

"Well, since you're so confident," Gao Wen's mouth twitched, realizing that this "goddess" is actually pretty good-looking, "then I'll leave this to you—if you need any help, just Just mention it, and I will do my best to help if I can."

The light flowing on Enya's eggshell gradually calmed down, and she said softly with a smile, "Thank you very much."

Gao Wen hummed, and didn't say anything else. He just cast his eyes on the ordinary dragon egg not far away, which was a circle smaller than Enya. This little miracle that gave birth to life was standing quietly, bathed in the In the artificial light... As a hope, a healthy individual in the future, he is still ignorant of the future he is about to face.

A baby dragon hatched and cared for by the former dragon god himself... Destiny is really a wonderful thing.Regardless, the little guy's start has been 'remarkable'.

……

In the depths of the Fortress of Rebellion, in the courtyard of the Shadow Realm, the round metal ball finally completed the debugging of the last set of parts. He floated up and circled the large nerve connector for two weeks before turning not far away. He stared straight at the two huge figures here—they were a giant white deer shrouded in holy radiance, and a mysterious lady who was shrouded in magical clouds and whose figure was like a tower.

In terms of body size, Nicholas Egg is as small as a pebble in front of these two figures, but at this moment, these two huge and extremely powerful figures are almost staring at the small iron ball in front of them with some kind of respect. Its dazzling operations did not even dare to take a breath, until the nerve connector next to it suddenly started buzzing, and the tower-like lady finally exhaled—her breath rolled up in nothingness There was a small vortex of magical power, and a slightly hoarse magnetic voice came from the vortex: "Great Craftsman, has it been repaired?"

"It's fixed—it took a lot more work than I thought," Nicholas Eggman said, and sighed very humanely, "You guys should be a little friendly to these machines, machines also have 'souls' 'Yes. These poor parts...the neural connectors in Ms. Enya's place are far better than they are."

"Don't worry, we will pay attention, we will pay attention," Julu Amoen's voice immediately sounded, low-pitched and sweet with a very sincere feeling, "It's mainly Mir Mina, she is too obsessed with collecting those messy things on the Internet. The entertainment fragments, like me, pay more attention, at least..."

"Your one has the worst burn, all the nerve cords are burned," Nicholas Dan Zong shook his body before the other party finished speaking, "the login record left in the device will not lie."

Amorn became quiet in an instant, while Mirmina turned her head slightly, and took a deep look at the God of Nature with her eyes hidden behind the veil-like mist.

"The rest is up to you, I have to float away first," Nicholas seemed not to feel the subtle atmosphere between the two former gods, and left after finishing the work, "If you encounter any situation, contact Na Retil is fine, if the network is completely interrupted, don’t worry, the technicians will find out immediately and send someone over—of course, I hope that the situation will not happen again..."

The great craftsman left, and the courtyard shrouded in chaos and darkness fell silent for a short time. After a few seconds of awkward confrontation, Mirmina finally said: "What else do you want to say now?"

Amorn instantly activated his own nerve connection device, and the light flowing on his body was connected to the rune ring around the base of the device within a second: "I'll go to the network to check the situation to confirm whether the device is real or not. It's fixed..."

In the next second, the consciousness of the former God of Nature sank into the depths of the network. Mirmina looked at all this in astonishment, and couldn't help but let out a chuckle after a long time: "You are quite proficient in using it now." gone."

……

Replacement of light and shadow, reorganization of consciousness, after the familiar and long-lost (24 hours) "connection" process, Amon's eyes are no longer the dark and gloomy disobedient courtyard, but the sunny and vibrant neural network world.Incarnate as an old elf druid, he couldn't help closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, enjoying a moment of relaxation in this illusory realm.

Two seconds later, he opened his eyes, with a heartfelt smile on his face, and then he looked left and right—this was just a habitual movement, of course he would not see Mirmina's figure , although the two of them are very close in the real world, in this illusory space, the distance between them may have spanned the entire city.

Shaking his head with a smile, Amon felt more relaxed, and then he skillfully activated a translucent floating window in the air. After a simple thought operation, his figure had left the street and arrived in an instant. I found a square surrounded by stone pillars, surrounded by golden oak trees, and the ground was covered with golden fallen leaves.

This is a function of free teleportation within the scope allowed by the City of Dreams, and now he has mastered it proficiently, but the one who taught this skill was not Mirmina, who was always secretly hiding, but the guide. Miss Patty--the little mortal girl named Patty is much friendlier than the eccentric "Goddess of Magic."

Some irrelevant thoughts turned in Amorn's mind, and at the same time he found his goal according to the guide function provided by the "Contact Guide". He walked towards a bench on the edge of the square, and on that bench , a blond figure was sitting there quietly - she has a beautiful appearance and a unique and elegant temperament, wearing a dress that no one has ever seen in the human world, her blond hair hangs down to the ground like a waterfall, Flowing together with the same golden fallen leaves, in the breeze surrounded by the golden oak tree, this figure seems to be isolated from the world, quietly enjoying the peace and tranquility of the moment.

Amoen walked quickly towards that figure, with a happy smile on his face: "Ms. Enya, play cards and cards..."

The blond figure is exactly the image of the dragon god Enya in the neural network——After such a long time, Amoen already knew that the real identity of the "tea egg" lady who replied to his message was actually Tarrond's " "Gods" are the guardians of the oldest civilization in this world. After the initial shock, doubts and caution, the three retired gods, including Mirmina, are in this spiritual world built by mortals. Established communication and gradually became acquainted with each other.

Knowing the real identity of the other party, of course, Amoen would not choose to use such a weird name as "tea egg" to call the ancient asylum in front of him, which even the gods feel awe of. Respect, on the other hand... because in this way, the other party will not continue to use the name "High Speed ​​Buck" to call himself.

"Amoen," Enya, who seemed to be in deep thought, woke up. She raised her head to see the visitor, nodded slightly to greet her, and then shook her head again, "Sorry, I won't be playing cards today."

"Stop playing cards? Because Mirmina didn't come?" Amon was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized, "That's okay, I called Duarte over, anyway, he is idle most of the time..."

"No, let's suspend today's 'Gods Game' for a day, I'm busy with some things," Enya interrupted Amon's words, and said with a serious expression, "It's very important."

It was only then that Amorn noticed that subtle and vague translucent sparks were jumping in the air in front of the former dragon god, which was a sign that a certain query window was being opened—due to the restrictions of the privacy system, it could be opened without authorization. Internet users cannot directly observe the windows opened by other users, and this further made Amon curious: "Are you checking something?"

"Look up some information," Enya nodded, and turned on the authorization of the query interface, and those translucent fuzzy sparks immediately became clear in front of Amon's eyes, "but I found that the information here is not complete—neural network The database in is clearly still a long way from being perfected."

Amoen didn't care about what the other party said in the last sentence. His attention was already attracted by the key words that popped up on the interface. Mental Preparation, by Pittman.

Amorn: "...?"

He was stunned for a long time before finally reacting: "Why are you checking these? Do you need to take care of... the child?"

He almost bit his tongue when he said the last few words, because this topic is too weird, and its development direction has exceeded the logical range shared by humans and gods.

Enya's attitude was very calm. She shook her head and said without any change in expression: "It was entrusted by a friend to take care of it. Gao Wen's entrustment."

She finally added Gao Wen's name.

The corners of Amoen's eyes trembled. He felt that the weirdness of this incident did not seem to decrease at all...

Enya glanced at Amoen, silently closed the authorized sharing of the query window, and asked casually: "I remember that you once held the authority of life, which is somewhat related to what I am querying—in terms of taking care of cubs , do you have any suggestions?"

"This... I'm afraid I can't give you any advice," Amon's expression suddenly became weird. "The species on the Loren Continent are okay, but the baby dragon... I haven't taken care of it..."

"Then you won't be able to help me," Enya shook her head, "I'd better try my best."

Amorn: "..."

After being unceremoniously ordered to evict guests, Amon could only shake his head and leave the square sheltered by the golden oak tree. He had nothing to do for a while, and he did not contact Mier who should have already entered the network. Instead, Mina walked slowly along a straight and wide road outside the square leading to the central area.

Even if there is nothing to do, as long as he can walk here, look at other minds who are also strolling in the street, and feel this world supported by countless mortal minds "breathing" around him, this old natural God will relax and feel a kind of heartfelt joy.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, Amoen suddenly stopped. In his sight, a girl in a white dress with a happy smile on her face was sitting on a bench not far away. Going up, he beckoned to himself from a distance.

It was one of the guides in the mind network, and it was also the first individual he knew in this world—a girl named Patty.

Amorn walked towards the figure sitting on the bench, with a kind smile on his face: "Patty."

"Mr. Highway Buck!" Patty jumped off the bench lightly, stood in front of Amon with a smile, and greeted happily, "Are you taking a walk? It's rare to see you so leisurely these days Walking along the road—every time I saw you in the past few days, you were playing cards, or arguing with people about current affairs or religious matters."

"No one will play cards with me today," Amon spread his hands helplessly, "I haven't found a topic to argue with anyone for a while."

He did not refute the other party's title of "high-speed buck", but accepted it naturally, as if he was used to it.

"Don't you play cards? That's good too," Patty laughed even more happily, "You should explore more in the city, meet more people, go to more places-this is an incredible world, interesting There are so many meaningful things, it would be too wasteful to just play poker with friends every day.”

While talking, this lively girl stretched out her hand to Amorn: "Let me take you to the newly created 'Imprint Hall' to have a look. It is the newly opened virtual image museum in the city. Grandpa Norris and several immortals Lecturers work there and pass on their knowledge to anyone who visits the hall - it's fun."

Amoen didn't know the names mentioned by Patty, but he was still infected by the other party's enthusiasm, and he stretched out his hand with a smile, letting the girl grab his generous palm, which felt slightly cold in the softness It came, and the next second, he suddenly froze.

"Mr. Highway Buck?" Patty noticed this change, and immediately cast a curious look, "Did something happen?"

"Patty," Amon looked at the young girl in front of him, and his eyes fell on the hand that was holding him, "What's wrong with your body?"

Chapter 1161 A Gift

In this short-lived contact, Amorn read the fluctuations hidden in the depths of the normal thinking data flow-the dim and scarred information records that reflect each other with the real body.

He may not understand the principle of neural networks, nor how magical power drives those artificial nerve cables and connectors to realize the intercommunication of thinking and data, but as a former god, at least he has a unique ability in his field of control. The power of the gods - this point, even if it has been separated from the position of God and has declined for 3000 years, it has not changed a bit.

The god of nature is old - but the old deer has a hand.

Patty stopped, and she looked at the old gentleman in front of her in confusion. The seriousness in his eyes made her even a little nervous: "Mr. Highway Buck... what's wrong with you?"

"Is your physical condition very bad?" Amon frowned tightly. The moment he touched Patty's finger, he had already established a connection with the spirit of the mortal girl in front of him. At this moment, he was in sight , this girl in a white dress with a bright smile is covered with another "figure". Didn't you get seriously injured many years ago?"

"Mr. Highway Buck?" Patty finally showed a shocked expression, "How do you know..."

"I..." Amoen opened his mouth, but suddenly found that he couldn't explain it at all, he couldn't reveal his identity at will, but how could an ordinary user wandering in the neural network "see" Patty's body at a glance? question?

However, Patty did not delve into this issue. She saw that the old gentleman in front of her seemed to have some unspeakable reasons. The ignorant girl now knows a lot of things. She knows that those who were with her back then were actually followers of the Eternal Sleepers. She also knows that many people who work with her on the Internet are actually dead in the real world. She has experienced so much. After something unimaginable to ordinary people, she would only smile slightly when facing an old man with unspeakable secrets——

"It's okay, old man, everyone has some secrets that are not easy to disclose." She shook her head with a smile, "But you are right, my health is indeed not very good, and I still need someone to take care of it-but it is different from the previous few days. Compared with years ago, my current state is much better. According to Grandpa Pittman, apart from the inconvenience of movement, there is no longer any factor in my body that will endanger life or continue to deteriorate..."

Amoen was glad that the girl didn't ask him anything, and at the same time, he also knew that what the other party said was the truth—according to what he observed, although the remaining injuries on the girl's body were still serious, there were traces of treatment everywhere , judging from the healing techniques of mortals, this recovery effect is already close to the limit.

It pulled a girl who might never live to be an adult from the fate of death, and even allowed her to live to a very old age unharmed. From the perspective of a mortal, this is a miracle.

But from the perspective of the gods, this matter can be improved, but it requires him to take a small step towards a certain dangerous border...

"Mr. Highway Buck?" Noticing that the old gentleman in front of her suddenly fell silent again, Patty frowned her thin eyebrows. She stood on tiptoe and waved in front of Amon's eyes, "Did you think of anything else?"

Amorn woke up from his contemplation. He lowered his eyes and stared at the girl in front of him with a deep water-like gaze for a long time. He stared like this for a long time, until Patty felt a little awkward, he suddenly said: "Little Patty, have we known each other for almost a month?"

"Actually, it's still more than 20 days away..." Patty scratched the hair behind her ears and said while calculating, "What's the matter? Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

"I want to give you a small gift," Amoen slowly showed a smile, and even the wrinkles on his old and kind face stretched out. As he spoke, he bent slightly, and then put his wrist in front of the girl. With a flick, a small white flower was taken out of thin air as if by magic, "Look, I created this myself - it has never appeared in this world."

"Wow!" Patty looked at the little flower that appeared in front of her eyes, and immediately stretched out her hand in surprise, "Have you learned how to create things with ideas in this dream city? It's so beautiful! Thank you, Mr. Highway Buck ..."