Sword of Dawn

Gao Wen was speechless when he heard this comment, and there was only one feeling in his heart: the shame of all things, the ability to steal chickens and dogs is affirmed by the God of Nature...

"Walking around from an ancient kingdom of gods, you can 'steal' part of the power of an ancient god by the way? After you are completely free, there are not many other changes, but your imagination is growing day by day," Mir Mina heard. After hearing Amoen's words, he casually said a few words beside him, and then turned his attention to Enya, "We want to hear your opinion. After all, Ms. Ye is a very old god, and the age when she was active..."

"I'm not familiar with him," Enya shook her head before Mirmina finished speaking, "it's just one thing that I haven't figured out for so many years... I don't want to understand how he survived back then .”

"Didn't it mean that he escaped the pursuit of the voyager hunting fleet?" Gao Wen subconsciously asked, "then hid in a place that you can't even find..."

"What I don't understand is how he escaped that hunt," Enya looked into Gawain's eyes, the pale golden pupils froze ancient memories, "I once said that, except for Tarrond Outside of the god system, the only ancient gods who survived from the Voyager are Shadow and Storm. However, you have also seen the state of the Lord of Storms. Rather than saying that he survived back then, it is better to say that only a part of him remained When the sea monster descended on this planet, the real power of the storm was almost immediately transferred from the pile of flesh and blood that could neither live nor die, and that 'Lady of the Night'... According to the information you brought, he doesn't seem to be injured at all, and even retains quite complete strength..."

"Does this mean that He ran very fast back then?" Mirmina said casually, "Maybe it was hidden well..."

"If you really saw the fleet of the voyagers, you would never say such a thing," Enya shook his head, "for a fleet that can span the vast sea of ​​stars and accurately locate a fleet in the universe measured by light years As far as the fleet of a tiny planet is concerned, no matter how clever your concealment skills are on this tiny planet, it is meaningless. Even if you exile the Kingdom of God to the deepest part of the deep sea, the Voyagers still have several weapons that can pierce through every layer of the world. , from the material world to the border of the cognizable world.

"The gods who survived on this planet back then did not rely on superb hiding or escape skills to survive. The dragon gods were because the dragons of Tarrond actively chose to self-enclose and embrace theocracy. Their own 'principles' without doing anything, the Lord of the Storm...that doesn't count as 'surviving' at all in my opinion, but Ms. Ye...he was chased by a whole fleet, and now he seems to be unscathed Lossless."

Gao Wen thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "After so many years, have you recovered?"

Enya thought for a while, and said slowly: "It's not impossible, after all, even Amoen has a day when he can break free from the shackles and heal his flesh and blood. As long as he breaks free from the shackles of divinity, the wounds left by the sailor are indeed It may be cured, but you have to know that Amorn was only chased by some automatic weapons back then. suspicious."

Amoen and Mirmina looked at each other, and they couldn't help but look at the former dragon god. After a long time, Amoen asked uncertainly: "Could it be that you mean... the sailor caught up with him back then?" Ms. Ye, but didn't do anything?"

"I don't know. The situation on this planet was crazy back then. Except for the sailors who came suddenly and the dragons who steadfastly defended Tarrond, only a few struggling mortal settlements on the entire planet maintained their sanity. The gods Their actions have lost control, and there is no order under the offensive of the star fleet. I don't know what happened on such a chaotic battlefield, and I don't know what the last moment of those gods was like. What will the world look like after the survivors from other continents on the planet leave... and Ms. Ye, her whereabouts have long been lost at that time."

The old fog has not yet dissipated, and new doubts have surfaced in his mind. Gawain doesn't know how many truths are hidden behind these ancient secrets, and his focus has returned to the question just now: "I'm afraid no one is aware of the matter of the voyager." I can investigate clearly, now I am more concerned about what is going on between Hu Po and Ms. Ye, although the sand she brought back has deteriorated a lot, it is undoubtedly some kind of 'variation' of shadow dust..."

"Let her get some more 'samples', some for the lab and some for me to see," Enya said immediately, "I can't answer your question right now, everything has to wait until after the research to have an answer."

"Okay, I'll let her prepare more," Gawain nodded immediately, "We've tested that the sand will exist in the real world stably after being summoned, as long as she doesn't take it back, the sand will be won't fade."

A gust of wind blew from the direction of the street outside the square, shaking the luxuriant branches of the golden oak tree, and the fallen leaves drifted down. Some leaves fell on the table, and then quietly dissipated like a dream under the action of the neural network cleaning mechanism.

Gao Wen stood up in the wind of falling leaves, he glanced at the clock that appeared in his vision, and nodded slightly to the three former gods in front of him: "It's almost time, I'm going back to the real world to arrange the next Journey to Tarrond—thank you three for your help today."

"We didn't help much this time," Amon shook his head with a smile. "We just analyzed a lot of useless nonsense, and instead brought you new questions."

"New doubts are sometimes rewards in themselves, which means that one day in the future there will be new clues that will become the key to the truth." Gao Wen said with a smile, a pale golden light curtain has gradually opened behind him .

But just before he was about to log out of the neural network, Enya suddenly said: "Do you remember what I said when I first met Amber?"

"Seeing Amber for the first time?" Gawain was stunned for a moment, "You mean when you were in Tarrond..."

"She claims to be the God's Chosen of the Shadow Goddess, but I didn't sense the 'God's Chosen' aura from her at that time, but even so, I still feel that she...is very special."

"I remembered." The memory that was almost forgotten suddenly came to mind, and Gao Wen immediately stopped the operation of logging out of the Internet, "You haven't explained what is so special about her."

"Her soul... is as light and empty as a phantom, but it remains in a very stable state. I don't know if this is because of her 'artificial human' origin, because it is difficult to find another person like her in this world. individual," Enya said slowly, her words made Gao Wen's expression a little more serious, "now she has involved an unknown 'high-level being', and has established a connection with Ms. Ye's kingdom of God... my friend , her specialness has become so complicated that it cannot be explained, so that 'special' itself is her specialness.

"So take good care of her. After all, she has been entangled with so many mysteries. If these mysteries are really a whirlpool, then only you can pull her out."

Chapter 1244

The pale golden curtain was like a barrier separating reality from illusion, and it closed silently under the golden oak tree. Gao Wen's figure disappeared in the fallen leaves blown up by the breeze, and the square returned to silence.

Beside the square table, the oldest gods and the gods in charge of nature and magic looked back, and Amoen shook his head slightly and muttered: "He really can't be idle..."

"If he's free, I'm afraid we won't have the leisure to spend time here," Mirmina said casually, and then looked up at Enya next to her, "He's going to Tarrond... ...you don't have any ideas?"

"That is no longer a place for me to intervene," Enya said in a calm voice, with a calm expression, "I just hope that everything he will do in the future will go well... In Tarrond, I really leave Too many messes have been made, but neither I nor the current Dragon Clan are able to solve the problems at the door of the house, and it is not the Dragon Clan's style to let these burdens fall on a person who was originally irrelevant."

"Who didn't leave a mess?" Amon suddenly smiled, "We guys who came here to hide and relax... have left the troubles of the outside world to the mortals."

"After all, we can only add to their confusion by staying in those positions," Mirmina said unhurriedly, and then glanced at the square table in front of her, "Ah, now there are only three of us left ——How about replacing mahjong with playing cards?"

"Can't you care about anything other than thinking about these things on weekdays?" Amoen suddenly muttered helplessly, and at the same time, he brushed the simple square stone table with his palm casually, and the messy mahjong table on the table silently turned into Cards, he continued to mutter as he stretched out his hand to the cards, "You're almost becoming a card player for a while..."

"You didn't pull me to play cards back then?" Mier Mina immediately glared at the former God of Nature, but she didn't slow down at all when she grabbed the cards in her hand, "What I did was so meaningful. The administrators found loopholes in the neural network or something... But Naritel and those administrators are really unreasonable. Instead of thanking me, they always make trouble for me. In the end, playing cards is still interesting. Ah, Ms. Enya, you Is there any free time later?"

Enya glanced at Mirmina, grabbed the cards in her hand, and replied casually: "I will help take care of the children at night, but I have nothing to do before that, I can play with you for a while."

"Are the two little guys healthy?" Amoen raised his head and asked while drawing cards, "I heard that the 'mutation' caused by their infestation with dark blue magic has recently developed a further trend, if necessary I'll help, just say it."

"No problem, it's just a normal development - the mark left by the dark blue magic power has become a part of their body structure, and this part will change with their growth, but it is the most normal..." Enya said casually, But suddenly she noticed that Mirmina's expression was a little weird—the former goddess of magic seemed to be a little distracted all of a sudden, and even forgot to reach out to grab the cards, which made Enya a little curious, "Did you get distracted?"

"Wait, I suddenly feel...something is wrong..." Mirmina woke up startled, blinked with a confused expression, her eyes slowly moved on Enya and Amoen, "Sentinel... Remember when we were discussing the Sentinels?"

"Of course I remember, but we don't have any conclusions," Amoen said casually, but his face immediately became serious after noticing Mirmina's expression, "Huh? Could it be that you... thought of something?"

"No, I didn't think of anything," Mirmina shook her head slowly, but her eyes seemed to be in a daze, "I'm like you, I don't know anything about the 'sentry', I just suddenly It feels weird...like I'm missing something important...but I don't know what I'm missing."

"What's wrong with your memory?" Amorn looked at the "Goddess of Magic" seriously, "Theoretically, this is impossible—the memory of a god is indelible, I have never heard of any god who loses his memory .”

"You need to confirm your status again." Enya put down the cards in her hand and said in a serious voice, "If you can't confirm the problem in the end...we have to tell Gao Wen about this situation. Although this is still not a clue of reference value, it can at least make him more vigilant."

……

The cold wind in late autumn howled across the vast and desolate plain. This wind connected Winter Wolf Castle and Longwind Fortress, and recently converged into a cold cyclone in the plain area between the two. The flag flutters and flutters in the wind, and under the flag, you can often see the dry dust being lifted up and the withered yellow grass rolled from nowhere.

Winter is really coming, but for the technical and engineering teams stationed on this land, the fire-like enthusiasm will not slack off day and night.

Around the castle made of boulders and molten metal, three huge energy facilities have stood upright between the sky and the earth. Those iron-gray towers stand in the cold wind, and there are several metal and concrete towers around the towers. The built-up attached magical organs with a sharp tip like a huge "needle", runes exuding light blue light emerged from the base and shell of these magical facilities, and on the sharp tops of those facilities , the bright magic sparks are constantly jumping like lightning, connecting into dazzling arcane circles one after another. Every flicker of those sparks is accompanied by the release of powerful energy. If you walk around the tower, even ordinary people can Slightly feel the "magic infiltration" like nerve chills.

Those sparks are huge amounts of energy that even high-level mages can't easily gather. In the old days, such an intensity of energy was enough to maintain the operation of a medium-sized mage tower. However, here, the combination of advanced and ancient arcane extraction technology makes This huge energy has become the most common "firewood". Every time the towers flicker, they can directly compress and extract the magic power of this scale, and continuously transmit it to the contracting fort located in the center of the entire facility group. In the middle, it was transmitted to the "door" deep in the castle that seemed to never be able to be filled.

In the main hall of the Contracting Fort, the lights are bright, and the technicians shuttle back and forth.

A huge and complex device has been built in this modified and strengthened hall. It has a triangular base made of alloy. This huge base presents a stepped layered structure, like an ancient altar. On the edge of each layer of structure, countless fine runes and guide rails distributed between the runes, embedded crystals, and thin brass tubes responsible for cooling the entire system can be seen.

Those brass pipes go deep into the base, and activated pure water and liquefied crystal dust flow inside. They must run non-stop. Once their heat dissipation function fails, the huge energy can be transmitted almost instantly. All hardware of the door is integrated.

And above this triangular base is the "trunk" of the portal. There are three curved alloy "arms" extending from the three vertices of the base, as if guarding an invisible sphere in mid-air They converge, and between these three arc-shaped alloy "arms", there is a huge metal ring floating. The ring is lying on the base at this moment, and it seems to be in a dormant state.

Huge amounts of energy are constantly being gathered into this hall. At the center of the portal device, in the midair surrounded by the floating ring, a group of distorted light and shadow is expanding and shrinking, and some ancient and distant breath is constantly flowing from its depths. spread everywhere.

Kamel floated next to this gigantic portal device, raised his head and stared at the alloy "arms" and metal rings that were being charged, the two groups of arcane sparks embedded in his face shone brightly, and Only the most familiar people can see the surging heart of this ancient arcane master from these two rays of light.

"I really didn't expect... this thing can work so smoothly..." He couldn't help but whispered to himself.

"This is because we have been preparing for this day for many years," a female voice that has only recently become familiar came from the side. Kamel turned his head and saw the legendary magician Windsor from the Typhon Empire. Ms. Mapel was standing next to her, "The technology required for the portal comes from ancient times. In that period of history that has been obliterated by time, a group of people used this technology to open the door to the Kingdom of God, and Worshiping the power leaked from the gate or some 'entity' as a miracle...so advanced, yet so ignorant, and the contradictory product it brought brought a whole family of Augustus in Typhon 200 years of suffering."

"I know this, Eye of God... Even from the perspective of a Gondorian magister and an ancient rebel, the efforts of your emperor and his family are enough to be called great," Kamel said sincerely, and his eyes returned to the portal, "It's also thanks to the God's Eye that we can build such a 'gate' now, isn't it?"

"Yes, thanks to the God's Eye... We have restored the miracle of ancient technology here, and we have used our own wisdom," Ms. Windsor Mapel sighed in her tone, and then she continued With curiosity and anticipation, "Master Kamel, what do you think will be behind that door?"

"...I don't know." Kamel was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said frankly, "No one has ever seen what the Kingdom of God of War looks like. As a former rebel, I have never seen the Kingdom of God What romantic imaginations and expectations. But I can be sure of one thing...it must conform to the common imagination made by thousands of God of War believers in the past thousands of years."

"Then it must have had a wall built of swords and shields, palaces and squares where warriors rested and feasted, and 'the Arena of Eternity' under the watchful eye of the gods - so described in the books of the God of War Yes," Windsor Mapel said with a faint smile, "I just don't know whether his kingdom of God also collapsed after the fall of God of War... When we passed through that gate, what we saw Probably only some remaining fragments."

Kamel turned his head and glanced at this lady from Typhon, who might be one of the most outstanding mages of the contemporary era. He saw some familiar brilliance on her not-so-beautiful face.

That is the brilliance that belongs to researchers, explorers, and pioneers, with strong curiosity, thirst for knowledge, and a little bit of ignorance and fearlessness.

He is really familiar with this expression. 1000 years ago, when mortals knew almost nothing about the gods and could only explore with limited knowledge and protective techniques that were useful, there were countless such expressions. Researchers have devoted themselves to the front line against gods and destiny. They are the most intelligent, most creative, and most capable of creating value—but they are also the closest to danger. Almost every day, such people fall down, and those who survive ...will gradually become an appearance that makes them feel strange to themselves.

But that time has passed—Kammel couldn’t help thinking this way—and the hard work of the predecessors has finally formed a rich legacy, so a new generation of "disobedient" (now it should be called Theocratic Council Scholars) They can conduct research and exploration under relatively safe conditions, and they can be bolder than their predecessors, without having to squeeze themselves into a state that is not human-like in extreme vigilance and prudence... This is really a good times.

But even so, Kamel still felt that it was necessary to remind this "junior" in front of him.

"Don't go into knowledge about gods with too much expectation and curiosity, even if we have confirmed that those gods are essentially benevolent, their power is too dangerous for us," he couldn't help reminding, Although the other party is a Typhonian, since the establishment of the alliance and the establishment of the new order built by His Majesty, the former rift between the two countries has been gradually eliminated. At least in this facility, he wants to treat the other party as a "Careful and vigilant is the proper attitude, and it is an eternal attitude."

Maybe she is already outstanding enough in her own field, but in Kamel's view, this master magician from Typhon is obviously not cautious enough in the field of gods.

Windsor Mapel couldn't help looking at this "ancient scholar" who came out of ancient history, looking at the "eyes" of the other party shining with arcane brilliance, in the face that could no longer be called a human being at all. , She couldn't discern the expression of the arcane master, but from the tone of the other party, she could hear the sincerity of this suggestion, and the heavy weight behind the sincerity.

How many pioneers' lives were exchanged for that weight?

Living in this era, Windsor can't imagine. All she can do is to bow her head and humbly accept the advice of this ancient scholar: "I will always remember it, Master Kamel."

"You are also a master, and you have a lot of knowledge that amazes me," Kamel smiled, but his smile was hard to detect by others, "I hope we can continue to cooperate happily in the next project process."

Windsor showed a faint smile, and reached out to Kamel: "I look forward to it too."

Behind them, pure and powerful arcane energy is surging in the huge portal device. This primitive and pure energy is gradually building a door leading to the kingdom of God. Escaping, an unknown realm opened a gap to mortals, and the glory of the Kingdom of God sprinkled in the hall.

Once upon a time, this brilliance also symbolized the supreme will, the common awe of thousands of believers, and the "grace" that countless priests sacrificed themselves in exchange for.

However, no one in this hall now worships that brilliance as a miracle—for the people gathered here, all of this is just a necessary part for mortals to understand the world.

Chapter 1245 Going to the North for the Second Time

Near the portal hall, bright lights are on in an independent laboratory. Mary is standing in front of an observation window facing the hall, looking through the thickened and reinforced crystal glass with a double-layer energy barrier, paying attention Looking at the situation of the central portal in the hall.

The huge magic power transmitted from the three energy hubs around the Contracting Fort was gathered together, and a striking blue flame was ignited at the intersection of several energy rails inside the hall. The container is constantly being pumped and poured into the various components of the portal, and technicians wearing different uniforms of Typhon and Cecil are constantly shuttling between the facilities with complex structures and large scales, constantly improving the gate The subsidiary structure of the machine adjusts every parameter of these precision equipment.

Master Kamel and Master Windsor Mapel stood next to the portal, and they seemed to be discussing something. They shook hands and seemed to have a good conversation.

"How long are you going to stand in front of the window?" The tutor's voice suddenly came from behind, and Mary Jiling woke up suddenly, "Come here, the rest time is over, you still have a lot of work to do."

Mary hurriedly turned her head, and walked quickly to her seat while looking at the old magician sitting at the calculation table not far away: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

Then came the mentor's slightly reproachful voice: "Don't be distracted while working on the project, it's not a good habit—sometimes it will kill you."

While nodding, Mary came to the energy conduits and silver-white alloy rails embedded on the wall, and began to observe the blue-white light flow in the conduits, as well as the ever-changing runes and luminous curves emerging from the alloy rails. These conduits It is the "analysis vascular tube" diverted from the main energy pipeline, and the alloy track is connected to the huge underground magic power center-the Cecilians call it the "power ridge". The state they present is helpful for analysis. Real-time load of the entire portal.

Of course, there is another set of monitoring devices in the hall, allowing the front-line operators to grasp the status of the portal. The main function of the monitoring point in this laboratory is to collect data before the official launch of the portal for senior technical officers Stay on top of the entire project at all times - these senior technologists, of course, also include their own mentors.

Wearing a black robe, Daniel raised his head, and the runes around him gradually dimmed. He escaped from the huge data calculation and looked at his most satisfied apprentice: "How is the status of the third group of energy towers? Is the ridge reading normal?"

"The third group of energy towers has been successfully launched after the adjustment, and the supply of mana has stabilized. The current readings of the power ridge are in the normal range," Mary skillfully confirmed those dazzling original readings, as a part of the subsystem. One of the design participants, she can confirm whether the status of these analysis nodes is normal without calculation, "The readings of the C7 and C16 detection points in the secondary constraint section of the portal are a bit low. I suspect that the resonance of the newly installed components is not complete. Afterwards, I will arrange for the mages of the engineering team to check it."

"The second-level restraint section..." Daniel nodded slightly, "Now there is only the last link left. After all the restraint sections are completed, the portal can be 'ignited' for the first time. The progress of this project is faster than Faster than I imagined."

"After all, the most cutting-edge technical talents and almost unlimited supplies of the two empires have been gathered, as well as the manpower and material resources of dozens of countries in the entire alliance. They sent more than a dozen high-level astrologists to ride over on giant eagles," Mary said with a smile, "I heard from Ms. Windsor that the last time all countries on this continent cooperated so well was when the Great Wall was repaired a few years ago. when……"

"Repairing the Great Wall a few years ago? Oh, that can't be compared with today," Daniel snorted, with a rather disdainful tone, "Although it was also a large-scale operation, there was intrigue among the participants. Countries are wary of each other, and even the voices of questioning the Silver Empire have never stopped. The chaos in Old Ansu also broke out shortly after that-people at that time had not been severely beaten by gods, how could they know that the world could How dangerous is it?"

"You're right. At that time there was no 'Alliance' as it is today," Mary nodded immediately, but then she didn't know what to think of, and her expression became a little hesitant. Then she closed her mouth and turned back to her At work, her voice came directly into Daniel's mind through the connection at the spiritual level, "You said... Now that the relationship between Cecil and Typhon has changed so much, then one day in the future, our value..."

"We will 'exist' as always, and will always exist," Daniel's voice sounded in Mary's heart, without any confusion or hesitation, "Remember, no matter how close the relationship between Typhon and Cecil becomes , as long as they are two countries, as long as there is a distinction between the two groups, our 'eyes' will always have value."

"Yes, I understand."

Listening to the response from the apprentice, Daniel just nodded slightly, and then refocused his attention on the unfinished work before.

Today, the relationship between Typhon and Cecil is indeed changing. The two countries that were once wary of each other and even hostile are coming together driven by common interests, and they are getting closer every day, but Daniel knows very well that regardless of their No matter how close the relationship is, two countries are still two countries, and the necessary intelligence work... will never end.

The eyes used to keep an eye on neighboring countries will not be closed, at most there will only be minor changes in the specific content of the work, the master appreciates the talent of Rosetta Augustus, but this does not mean that the two countries There really is "intimacy" between the rulers of the forces. After all, even between the most intimate Silver Empire and the Gaoling Kingdom, there are countless spies and spies who have been placed in each other—for thousands of years, even For tens of thousands of years, mortal civilization has been operating in this way.

This is just like what the master once said - the essence of the alliance is a group of porcupines huddled together for warmth, and in a sense, isn't this the essence of civilization?

Daniel shook his head, and the runes around him gradually brightened up again. He continued to deal with the huge model construction and data deduction. The artificial nerve cord slowly squirmed behind him, and at the same time, he casually glanced in Mary's direction. , I sighed a little in my heart-after all, I am still a little young as an apprentice, and I don’t know when I will be able to be alone. It seems that my old bones still need to live for a few more years...

……

In the royal area of ​​Cecil City, a large take-off and landing platform (named "Stopping" by Amber) that is only used by high-level officials of the empire, Gao Wen, Amber, Maggie and several dragon envoys are doing the last Ready, Hetty and Rebecca came to see him off.

Looking at the ancestor who was ready and relaxed, Heti still couldn't help feeling a little worried. She stepped forward to the takeoff and landing platform, and said again worriedly: "Ancestor, you are going to Tarlon this time. Germany must be very careful, this time is different from last time after all-the Dragon God and the Dragon Clan were at least out of good intentions, and that tower...it is not something easy to deal with. Not to mention the current Tarron It's not safe in itself."

This is already the first time that his great-granddaughter has talked about it, and Gao Wen couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded: "Don't worry, it's not the first time I've dealt with this kind of thing—and don't keep talking about it, Why does it look like you have become a worried elder?"

The expression on Hetty's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and she lowered her head subconsciously: "This... I'm a little worried..."

Before Hetty finished speaking, she heard Rebecca jumping up on the side: "Hey, it's normal, the elderly in the family are going out, and the younger generations are not worried if they have snacks—Ancestor Sir, you must be careful on the road! There are more than 700 people..."

Gao Wen immediately glared at this bluffing silly roe deer, and wanted to say a few words to her, but he thought about the sentence in his mind, he couldn't find the logical error in her sentence... he was even angrier.

Hetty also glared at Rebecca, but on such an occasion, she didn't say anything, but silently recorded a lesson in her heart, and then turned her attention to Gao Wen again: "Ancestor, your itinerary this time is still Too much haste. Several newly built warships in North Harbor have their own missions. Only the Winter and the two frigates can sail. General Byron has already set off for North Harbor yesterday. He will lead the Winter to go directly to the west coast of Tarrond, but In view of the limited speed of sea voyages, the Cold Winter will definitely arrive there later than you—so if it is not an emergency, please try to wait a few days after arriving in Tarrond, at least until the Cold Winter meets you... "

"This action is indeed rushed, but the situation does not wait for anyone, there is no way around it," Gao Wen nodded, "Don't worry, I will act according to the situation - since the Reverse Tide Tower is over there, I won't Run away with long legs."

Hetty hummed, but her eyes couldn't help but fell on Hu Po who was distracted beside her, and she sighed spontaneously: "Oh, you just brought her such an unreliable... I don't know if something will happen... "

While speaking, a sound of heavy footsteps suddenly came from the side, and a huge shadow that could block the sun enveloped the heads of everyone. Gawain looked up, and an elegant and huge blue dragon filled him. In the next second, the dragon lowered its head, and a soft but deep female voice came from above: "We are ready."

At the same time Melita opened her mouth, a small head popped out from the edge of her broad back. A blue baby dragon stared curiously at Gawain and Gawain who were still standing on the landing platform. Amber then exclaimed excitedly and happily "gaoogaoh".

Not far away, the head of another baby dragon popped out from the back of the white dragon Noretta, and the same "gaoogaoo" sound followed.

"Are you sure you want to take these two little guys with you?" Gao Wen pointed to the little guys who were excited about their first long-distance trip, and asked a little uncertainly, "Do they still need someone to take care of them?" ..."

"Tallond is their hometown. It's been so long since they broke their shells. At least it's time to go back and see what the mothers' 'home' looks like, and go say hello to the dragon egg breeders," Melita said. While raising his neck, he gently touched the head of the young dragon with his chin, calming down the excited little guy, "Maybe it is an adventure for you to go to today's Tarrond, but for them... That's home."

"Well, that's true," Gawain nodded, "But it hasn't been long since they hatched. Is it okay to travel such a long distance?"

"For a dragon cub, flying across such a narrow piece of sea is not a 'long journey'," Melita laughed, her sharp fangs gleaming in the sun, "just wait a while , they will obediently lie on the backs of me and Noretta—flying with the mother, this is the basic skill of the young dragon.”

The young dragon Mei Li lying on Melita's back seemed to understand her mother's words, and immediately raised her neck and let out a loud "Gah!" color.

Gao Wen could only express his sincere convincing: "Well, compared to your physical fitness...you Dragon Clan are better."

The things that need to be explained have been clearly explained, and the arrangements that need to be made have already been arranged in place. Gao Wen, who always likes to simplify the ceremony, did not waste any more time. After a while, several huge dragon shadows, including Maggie, vacated the takeoff and landing platform. , riding the invisible surge brought by the magic power, the team that set off for Tarrond has already faced the high blue sky.

The high-altitude swift and fierce air flow rushed towards us, and most of the strong wind was blocked by the invisible barrier behind the dragon, leaving only the comfortable breeze blowing on the face. Gawain and Amber sat on Melita's back together, After flying for a while, he finally couldn't help looking forward: "You said just now that the young dragon will travel obediently on the back of the 'mother', right..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a series of cheerful shouts from the side: "Gah! Gaoh~! Gaohhh~!!!"