Inhibition Marking Committee

"So, you don't know who your parents are?" God of War's voice sank, thinking about something, "Maybe they are the eggs of some descendants I know. How careless, as a dragon, you can actually put important Throwing eggs casually, you really don't understand the hard work of raising children."

There are very few dragon eggs that will be lost in the world. Even if the long dragon unfortunately dies, the dragon clan, which is naturally protective of its weaknesses, will take back the precious dragon eggs and distribute them to the special dragon to raise them.

After all, it takes at least 200 years for a dragon egg to hatch from its shell.

Just because a leather jacket is pure in nature doesn't mean it's really stupid.Gori Yeximos and his party have goodwill towards it, and it can feel it.At this moment, it leaned forward, stretched its long dragon neck forward, and asked curiously: "Are you also a dragon?"

The God of War, or the ancestor, Old Hei Yanlong, pretended to nod deeply, "Tell me, has our tribe occupied the top of the northern continent?"

Leather Jacket said proudly: "They humans are vying to bribe us."

God of War: "Bribe? It's not impossible," he arrogantly glanced at the other humans present, "After all, humans are such a weak race, they always ask for alms from us."

Leather jacket: "Yes, kings are proud to wear my leather boots."

God of War's expression was dull for five seconds. He obviously suspected that there was something wrong with his 4000-year-old ears, so he asked again: "What skin, crumbs?"

"Leather boots, Hei Yanlong's belly skin." The leather jacket kindly reminded.

"Idiot!" A roar erupted from the throne, and God of War Spolik was so angry that he had a heart attack on the spot, "You! You idiot! How old are you?! Don't you even know that the belly is the most vulnerable part of Heiyanlong? !"

Now not only the leather jacket knows, everyone present knows, and there is one more way to catch Hei Yanlong.

"My uncle is about... 87 years old this year?"

Ares suddenly stood up from his throne.

The only dragon egg, no one to take care of it, it is still a rare black flame dragon, even the time is about the same!

"Wait... where were you born?" He still had the last hope.

"The fourth cave in Mai Nuo Mountain. Why do you ask this? If you want to dig some treasures from my nest, I will tell you that the fruit in it has been eaten by me during the winter. You alone I can’t even find it! Humph.”

"Baby!" The god of war ran down the throne like crazy and rushed towards the little loach.

"Knight, save me!" Little Loach scurried towards Goriel.

Human beings are like this. Before coming here, they kept worshiping the god of war as an idol, and when they really saw it, they hid faster than anyone else.

"Leather jacket." As soon as Huan Xiubai said, the leather jacket was bound by the contract and was forced to fly into his hands.

Facing the menacing God of War, Huan Xiubai didn't raise his eyebrows, twisted the mini dragon into a ball and threw it out, right in the arms of God of War.

God of War was stunned, and quickly hugged the falling dragon, and rubbed his face against the fist-sized dragon's head: "My baby, my egg baby."

... As expected of the rough nerves of the Dragon Clan, he almost lost his leather jacket. If Huan Xiubai hadn't brought him here by chance, the God of War would have never known that the demon lover who vowed to hatch eggs for him had slipped away more than 80 years ago It's gone.

"What? I'm a descendant of the God of War on the righteous side? But I'm the evil Black Flame Dragon!" The leather jacket couldn't be accepted for a while.

By the time the touching part of the father-son reunion with teary eyes passed, everyone had settled down and sat down to drink together.

The God of War led them to the back of the throne, where it was almost a different scene.

The pavilion supported by six Roman columns is exquisitely decorated, mainly in gold and white.The curtains are soft and swaying with the magic breeze, the tables, chairs and furniture all exude ivory moist light, the spring water is like a transparent ribbon wrapped around the pillars and beams, around the hollowed-out dome, pouring down into a thin curtain like a bead curtain. screen.This pure white and gentle scenery is completely opposite to the rough and unrestrained style of the Dragon Clan.

Simo glanced back and saw that this was built after the famous holy place in Crystal Sky in Paradise.

"Don't look at me, you can also see that this is Satan's interest. Including the murals in the cave," God of War muttered dissatisfiedly, "If he wasn't my man, I would have let him paint such ugly paintings in my house? Call that art."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that this was too embarrassing for his old lover, so he seriously emphasized: "No matter what, his true love for me is worth my 3000 years of painting skills with my eyes closed."

The leather jacket licked the wine in the goblet, the blood bond between Hei Yanlong made it easy for him to accept Spolik, he paced up and down on the round table, scratching his paws on the smooth stone surface, stopped Q: "I've always had a question."

God of War stroked its little horn lovingly: "Ask, my child."

"Why do the male dragons near the mountain never ask me to mate? I once suspected that I was born with the wrong sex."

God of War: "Because you're a half-breed, fool! Your blood is not pure, they prefer pure blood dragons!"

The leather jacket yells in shock, "I'm a bastard!?"

God of War snorted heavily: "What bastard! You have the most noble blood in the world flowing in your veins! The blood of Lord Lucifer!"

The leather jacket continued to shock: "I turned out to be a descendant of a cunning demon boss."

The God of War was furious: "Cunning devil leader, that's right! Where did this cunning bad angel go? It doesn't matter if the dead egg doesn't hatch, but he must come back in good condition. Why don't you discuss it with me!"

"Dead egg?" Curiosity overcame the little Niqiu's natural awe of God.

"It's a long story. I conceived for 300 years before I gave birth to the egg. Maybe it was because of the mixed blood. This hard-won dragon egg never broke. I guarded it for another 100 years. Until Satan said that he would find a way to incubate the egg.” He had a serious face, and was extremely worried about Satan’s safety. “When he left, he told me that he would bathe the eggs in the blood of the bright old man. I thought he was joking. Unexpectedly, The eggs really came alive."

Huan Xiubai's heart skipped a beat, because according to the setting, Satan appeared in hell 70 years ago.Going back in time, Satan was still active for at least ten years after the birth of the leather jacket, so why didn't he take his parents and children back to find his lover, instead he left a mess of hell to the Seven Demon Kings, and it was settled once and for all?

"You, devil. Although I have never seen you, I have heard about you. Lucifer rescued you from the chaotic black sea, and wanted to train you, a little devil, as a deputy. Let me think about it. How long ago did he mention it? About 200 years ago." God of War fell into memory, he didn't know what kind of beautiful picture he remembered, and a softness that didn't match appeared on his resolute face.

Huan Xiubai was named by him, but he didn't deny it.God of War is one of the few gods who have not fallen from the Age of Fantasy to the present, and is the companion of the real master of hell. When the other party treats him sincerely, he will also respect the senior in this setting.

As for Sheamus... Judging from the situation, both of them should be hiding something from each other.

"What about the trial you mentioned earlier?" Huan Xiubai changed his title.

"Just a guy betting with me. You can guess how boring I'm here." Spollick snatched the leather jacket back and hugged it like a kitten.

Huan Xiubai turned his gaze to Sheamus, and Simohui was also looking at him. Huan Xiubai was thinking about the unpredictable little lemon, but Simohui associated it with the revived Wisdom Envoy.

Whether it is the magic vine, wise envoy, or little lemon, glandular disease, all seemingly disorganized and unrelated incidents ultimately point to one purpose: to trip his footsteps as much as possible and confuse his vision.

He faintly felt that he still lacked a rope that could connect them all together, so that he could pull out the hidden thing at the other end along the line.

"Who is he?"

"Strictly speaking it is it, it is a cloud of mist, it has no form, it awakens me who has been sleeping for 50 years, and tells me that you are coming to 'treasure hunt'. It calls itself the new supreme master of the world, but I am sure it is not light God that stinky old thing."

"Where do the green vines that take root in the ground come from?"

"It should have brought it. It said it would use those things to set some harmless traps."

"What about terrain transformation?"

"It's my idea. I always have to give the game two questions to make it feel participatory."

"Who set up the mechanism of that door?" Xi Mohui focused on the needle that pierced his finger and took blood without authorization.

"Door?" The God of War's expression told them the answer.

"Can you tell us the situation and whereabouts of the fog in detail?" Simo didn't bring any drafts back, and his expression became more sincere: "I came here this time to track down its traces. It is a sign of bad luck. It may even damage the Godhead of Destiny, and I have reason to suspect that it has something to do with your partner suddenly dropping the dragon egg and disappearing for a long time."

"Satan? How do you say that?"

"Forgive me for not being able to elaborate with you, you just need to know that this is a power that even the God of Light is afraid of," Sheamos dipped his finger in some wine and drew a strange picture on the table to win his trust. , which looks like a circle inserted/inserted into a spear, "You should not forget this. I want to remind you that there is a high chance that something similar will happen this time."

"God Meteor! Does that monster that can drain divine power still exist?" God of War has no doubts about him.

"Lord God of War, everything will be reversed. Whether the disaster of a thousand years ago will repeat itself is closely related to the measures we take now."

Xi Mohui has always been used to speaking with mixed truths and falsehoods, and there is no reason for what he said.He is directly bound to the main god, and the amount of first-hand information he has obtained is unusually huge.Although the main god didn't say it clearly, but combined with the previous clues, the thing that walked in various small worlds a long time ago to kill the local top-level ability users and absorb energy is the thing that is now leading the prosperity of MOC-the main brain.

As for whether the current mischief has anything to do with the main brain, it needs further observation.Considering the lord god's ambiguous avoidance attitude towards this topic, Xi Mohui has to be more careful in his arguments.

Therefore, it is not too far-fetched to link this incident with the fall of a large number of gods after the Age of Fantasy.

Simo recalled the heart in the box.After the mission is over, he will go to the MOC to see in person whether Huan Xiubai, the special agent who should have died, has been buried safely.

If the target host is not dead, he needs to readjust his plan.

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Hey!Today I have something to say that I am the only one to blame!Sponsors are all on vacation hahaha

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Director Huan: Not only did I not rest in the ground, but I also happily ate a meal of fresh roast pork with Coprinus comatus.

Xi Meili: I was the one who was deceived!

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Leather jacket: So old father, why don't you stay with the male dragon, so that I am a pure blood!

God of War: Male dragons are not as good-looking as Satan!

Leather Jackets: Are We Dragons Such a Superficial Race?

The God of War holds his chest high and holds his head high: This is our fine tradition. Of course, you must choose someone who is good-looking and strong when choosing a husband! (Patting chest) In the three realms, my husband is the strongest among the good-looking ones, and the best-looking one among the strong ones. If I don’t follow him, who will I follow?

The leather jacket is ignorant: Oh, I seem to understand.

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