The Dragon King is weak and helpless but can eat [Interstellar]

Long Shiyu blinked: "I don't know how you divide."

This answer was expected by Shen Chaomu.

But he didn't intend to stop here this time. Although he only caught a glimpse of the tent during the hectic time, he also saw the traces of being destroyed by the dragon's breath - no matter how strong that kind of force is, it cannot be explained by five generations of Kaiwai up.

Since the bloodline division of dragons was proposed, it has been continuously improved. After it has stabilized in recent decades, it may be another change this time.

It's time for him to go back to Shen's house.There is the most complete information about dragons there, and there are several elders there.

Maybe, you can ask what is going on with dragons without spiritual power.

Shen Chaomu led Long Shiyu all the way to the wreckage of the northern city, a little tangled.

If Long Shiyu wasn't a dragon from five generations ago, he would definitely not be the kind that is harmless to humans and animals. He would be an ordinary beast with the least combat power, and the most important thing would be that his blood was definitely full of brutality, aggressiveness and desire to conquer.For the Shen family, this kind of existence cannot be allowed to exist.

This is a matter of principle for the hunting dragon family.

He looked back at Long Shiyu.Seeing him looking over, Long Shiyu quickened a few steps and followed him, pointing to the cotton candy on the side of the road: "I want to eat that..."

"Eating will cause tooth decay."

"..."

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll buy it for you." Shen Chaomu interrupted Long Shiyu's skill accumulation in time, and went to buy cotton candy for him.

Long Shiyu held the marshmallow, and when he ate it, there were a few wisps of white sugar on his face.

A silly dragon, a happy silly dragon.No matter how it looks, it has nothing to do with being aggressive and brutal.

Shen Chaomu recalled the problem he had been struggling with long ago, and said to Long Shiyu, "You were caught, why didn't you run away?"

He had brought Long Shiyu by his side for so long, and Long Shiyu knew how to eat, drink, and play every day, and he never thought of running away.

It's nothing more than that.

Long Shiyu said, "It's just a meal."

Shen Chaomu once again realized his status as a tool man: "..."

"And," Long Shiyu rolled his eyes at him, "I like you very much."

Shen Chaomu coughed and quickly accepted his identity as a tool man.

After walking for another five or six minutes, I could finally see the fallen wreckage of the upper city from a distance.

Originally, the urban area happened to fall in the northern urban area of ​​the lower city, but the hemispherical barrier in the air stopped it.Now the barrier with large cracks is being repaired, and the wreckage has slid down to the edge of Beicheng District.

There was a yellow and black cordon in mid-air, and a huge holographic projection was suspended in the air: a circular seal, knives and swords surrounded by thorns.

Non-hunters are prohibited from passing.

Shen Chaomu tied a card to Long Shiyu's terminal: "Eat it nearby."

Long Shiyu left happily, which was very easy to pass away.

Shen Chaomu stepped over the shattered rubble and entered among the ruins.

The colorful fragments of the circus tent can also be seen around, mixed with various vehicles and robots in the construction area-they are all twisted and broken, and the scene is very grim.Fortunately, the people in Beicheng District had evacuated in time before, without any casualties.

After entering, the first person he saw was Bai Yiyi.

I haven't seen her for a few days, but the orc princess Bailu still looks elegant, with a dazzling laurel wreath on her head, and a few hunters from the inspection department are by her side.

They all pretended that the previous confrontation never existed.

Seeing Shen Chaomu, Bai Yiyi smiled: "Oh, you have made great achievements this time, but..." She changed the subject, "Leaving the post without authorization to solve the strange beast by yourself, isn't it a bit too eager for quick success? ? I heard that there are several old seniors in the association who are going to use this matter as an argument."

"Then let them talk." Shen Chaomu didn't intend to greet her, and walked past her directly, "I won't escape the punishment I deserve."

Bai Yiyi's chuckle came from behind: "Oh, by the way, Chief Qiu is also here this time. Nuo, it's right up front."

Sure enough, in the center of the fallen ruins, Shen Chaomu saw a woman in her 60s and [-]s, wearing a slightly loose gray tactical uniform, standing in the ruins surrounded by a group of hunters.Her hair was half white, and it was simply tied low and a little frizzy.

At this moment, she was bending down to look at the mark left on the ground—it was a scratch left by Villepin's black scythe in the previous battle.

Seeing Shen Chaomu approaching, Qiu Ruowen straightened up and smiled at him: "Little Shen is here?"

When she smiled, there were wrinkles at the end of her eyes, and her figure was far from being tall and strong, not as high as Shen Chaomu's shoulders. She looked like a very kind elder.

Time has not spared her, but such a person has become the reassurance of the Hunter Association in this era of strange beast riots.

Her opinion can greatly influence the selection of the next chief.

Shen Chaomu nodded: "Yeah. I thought you couldn't make it here."

Qiu Ruowen slapped her back: "Although my back is bad, I can still hold on after sitting on the aircraft for more than ten hours. After all, I'm no younger than you guys."

Shen Chaomu smiled.

The time he went out to buy takoyaki for Long Shiyu before, he made a battle record for the association.But now Qiu Ruowen asked him some questions that were not in the records, and he answered them one by one.

The two stayed in the ruins for more than half an hour, talking and searching for the remaining traces.

"So," Qiu Ruowen said, "don't you know where the other Villepin is?"

"No, I haven't seen it at all. It doesn't rule out that he is not in this area at all."

Qiu Ruowen was thoughtful.

The scene was so destroyed that many traces were completely lost.They didn't even find Wilpin's body, only his broken scythe, and some obscure words written in the language of alien beasts.

Those texts have been handed over to experts for analysis.

Shen Chaomu said: "I was sure that his heart was pierced at that time. According to common sense, there is no possibility of him surviving. But at that time, I didn't have enough time to confirm that the hunt was successful."

"Why don't you have time?" Qiu Ruowen kicked a small stone next to her feet.

It can be said that Shen Chaomu didn't have enough time to confirm the kill because the Digger Dragon and the Night Walker started to riot.But he was never the kind of person who likes to hide things. He said directly: "Because I was rushing to find a friend who was not in the association. He was also in the blocked area."

The stone rolled down along the ruins, and Qiu Ruowen said, "Is that the young man named Shiyu? I've heard of him."

"Yes."

"Did you bring him into the area?"

"No." Shen Chaomu paused, but he really didn't say that Long Shiyu came to eat supper.

Qiu Ruowen nodded: "Okay, I understand." She paused and said, "Your kill this time—maybe it's just a knockback, and you can get a great credit. But you acted on your own, which will make you The evaluation went differently. You just proved yourself to be a strong enough hunter, but not a qualified commander."

"Yeah." Shen Chaomu was expressionless and didn't care.

Qiu Ruowen then smiled: "Every time I see you like this, it always makes me think that you don't want to be the chief at all."

"You're joking." Shen Chaomu said, "I just feel that even if I don't have the chance to be the chief of this year, then the next one must be mine. So I don't mind much sooner or later. After all, it is difficult for the association to meet me. Such a genius."

Qiu Ruowen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You still look like me back then, I just like your energy." She restrained her smile, "But you don't need to worry about it here, the traces are almost all found , if you are tired, go back to sleep, you should have not rested for a few hours. Don't worry, I will not miss any clues."

Shen Chaomu nodded.

When he was about to leave, his terminal received a message from the Shen family who was also in Cassande.

Just right, I asked him if he wanted to go home.

Shen Chaomu thought for a while, and replied: "Then let's go together." He still cared about the dragon's breath.

It was neither far nor near to go back to Shen's house, and it still took nearly ten hours on the way.He sent another message to talk to Long Shiyu and Fang Qing, saying that he might not be back tonight.

Behind him, Qiu Ruowen was still walking casually among the ruins.

This place has been completely destroyed, and there are no more clues.

She was about to leave with the investigation team, but stopped suddenly when passing a corner.

She squatted down, with mental power attached to her hands, and turned over the broken boulder in one fell swoop——

This stone is a special material for bearing loads in the upper city, and it is dozens of times harder than ordinary building materials.In the eyes of others, the stone was simply cracked due to falling, but Qiu Ruowen is so sophisticated.It's not so much because of falling, it's more like... being directly crushed by a ferocious sharp claw.

Crisp, crisp and effortless.

Ordinary beasts don't have this kind of power, and Wilpin should not have sharp claws.

Qiu Ruowen narrowed her eyes.

The hunter next to him asked, "Chief, what's going on here?"

"No, let's go." Qiu Ruowen stood up, patted the ashes on the tactical uniform, and said loudly to the other hunters present, "Everyone has worked hard, I am treating guests today, just tell me where you want to eat."

……

The aircraft skimmed through the stratus clouds, and the drab land passed quickly under its feet, heading towards the south of Kassand.

Shen Chaomu took a nap on the aircraft, and when he opened his eyes again, a deep blue sea appeared in front of him.The sea is rough, white birds fly across the clear sky, and cheering whales can be seen in the distance.

Soon an island appeared at the end of the sea and sky.

It was almost dusk at this time, and the edge of the island was sharp and tall reefs. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the silhouette was silent, ferocious like canine teeth, cutting through the whistling salty sea breeze.

The tide here is turbulent, and the dark tide is dangerous. It has been judged by the alliance as a dangerous sea area that cannot be easily passed.It’s just that those who dare to slay dragons obviously can’t use common sense to judge. Countless dragon slaying seniors love to go fishing in tattered small speedboats in their lives, enjoying the original fun of hunting. The kind in the meter-high waves.

Surrounding the island, there are six ancient observation towers in different directions. The black and gray exterior is covered with shellfish, and the top floor is a black and red banner that is hunting and sounding. On it, a lion with wings on its back is fighting a dragon.

At night, holographic barriers rise around the lighthouse, sheltering the night watchmen from the wind and cold, and their dazzling light travels across the sea of ​​fog.

Unlike in the early days, they were not used to guide the ships, but to intimidate and drive away the strange beasts in the sea, so that they would not dare to easily attack the invisible barrier around the island.All the children of the Shen family stayed overnight, not really to make them guard against anything, after all, there had been no strange beasts in the sea for many years, but to let them exercise their courage and get used to the loneliness of hunting alone in advance.

Stepping off the aircraft, nameless flowers and plants swayed at Shen Chaomu's feet, and the sea of ​​trees swayed in the wind.

Looking towards the high mountains of the island, the ancient style roofs are interwoven with dark blue and black.A small path stepped on led to that direction, followed by stone steps with many gaps.

Since the dragons have been greatly reduced, or even never appeared again, most of the Shen family have started families and businesses in various parts of Xinghai, and few people have returned from this oldest family domain.

Shen Chaomu walked up the stone steps, and when he approached the house, he saw several seniors in the family.

They are all very old, and they are only used to living on this island. They were a little surprised when they saw Shen Chaomu. Shen Chaomu simply nodded and said, "The mission has just ended."

He didn't stay at the house for too long, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

There is only the sound of sea waves around, and there is a huge building on the top of the mountain.

That building is a huge palace, and it looks terrifyingly tall against the setting sun.The gorgeous reliefs on the walls and columns outside are also scenes of many warriors fighting dragons.

Shen Chaomu walked into it.

It was dim and cold inside, and an oil lamp appeared and burned beside him silently, illuminating this empty and tall space. There were bust statues of various heroes and stone tablets recording their lives along the road.

It was specially built to commemorate the predecessors who slaughtered the dragon. There is no technology, and everything is in the most primitive state.

Shen Chaomu didn't go to light the candlesticks, but walked all the way through these statues to the very end——

There is a solid wall, and the relief on it is a man with angry eyes, choking the neck of the dragon, and a woman riding on it, the muscles on the arm are tense, and the dragon hunting spear in the hand is raised high.

Golden light fluttered in the air, slowly pushing the thick secret door open.

The inside head is like a huge courtroom. He is at the bottom, and he can see rows of circular seats when he looks up.This looks full of oppression, as if countless people will be seated soon, and all eyes are firmly on him.

There is a strange alchemy formation on the ground.

The light of the oil lamp shone up, and it seemed that something was disturbed, and mental power began to fluctuate in the air.

At first, there were still very slight fluctuations, but after a few seconds, the entire space seemed to be dancing wildly with spiritual power

The scene illuminated by the oil lamp changed, and a figure appeared on the seat—their faces were not very clear, just a phantom condensed by spiritual power.

If there are others here at this time, they will be so surprised that they can't speak: these are all famous dragon-slaying heroes in history.

The earliest dragon-slaying family was not limited to the Shen family. Nearly ten families with extraordinary talents united together. Before the establishment of the Hunter Association, they had already wiped out dragons in the Xinghai, slaughtered strange beasts, and sought a living place for human beings.

Later, as time passed, some families lost their dragon-slaying skills, and some families themselves had declined.Up to now, only the Shen family is still standing on this front.

The people sitting in the seats at this time are from different families.

Their physical bodies have already died, and no one knows that the secret method of alchemy of dragons allows them to retain their powerful spiritual power.

The first half of this hall is their statues and their lives, and the second half is their tombs and their cages—they can never leave or communicate with people outside their blood.

Slaying dragons, but using the knowledge of dragons to keep themselves alive.

The man sitting at the front spoke with an ethereal voice like a phantom: "You haven't been back for a long time."

"I came back to look for information." Shen Chaomu said.

"How about the throne?"

"No leads."

The other party's tone was extremely serious: "You must always remember that Akasamo must be driven off the throne. There must never be any strange beasts on the throne. Only in this way can there be eternal peace." On the subject of appreciation and love, "You are our proudest child. If it were you, you would definitely be able to do it - end this terrible alien beast dynasty. Our hopes are all on you."

"..." Shen Chaomu changed the topic, "I came this time to find ancient books about the bloodlines of dragons."

As soon as the words fell, several spiritual bodies flew up, flipped through the hanging bookshelves at the top of the hall, and took down dozens of heavy books in a blink of an eye, and placed them in front of Shen Chaomu.

These are the classics left by the family, and there is no other place in this star sea that has such special knowledge.

Shen Chaomu used his mental strength to hold up those books.The amount of information left by these nearly ten families is huge, and many of them have been entered into the terminal, but there are still many fish that slipped through the net, such as the ones in front of us.

He scanned all the materials in his hand with the terminal, and then handed the books back to the spirit bodies.

Before leaving, the spiritual body behind him spoke again: "Shen Chaomu, you are our pride."

"We will always be here waiting for your triumphant return."

Shen Chaomu didn't answer, nor did he ask whether they had heard of dragons without spiritual power as planned.When he walked out of the hall, there was only the echo of his low footsteps.

Going out of this palace, the evening sun outside has completely sunk, only a dark red light like blood at the end.

Shen Chaomu stood in the wind.

He lived on this island for a long time when he was young.He still remembers the feeling of loneliness when he was on the night watch on the lighthouse, the sea and the sky as far as he could see, and no one could hear him if he shouted.

He doesn't like coming back here.

Originally, in the past, this was just a faint sense of disgust, not a big deal, but now, for some reason, it developed into a strong will in the rapidly fading sky.

He had planned to stay here for one night before returning to Cassandra, but now he didn't want to stay here at all.

He wants to go back.

After all, there is still a silly dragon at home, and I don't know if he has supper today.

So half an hour later, the aircraft took off, skimmed the dark sea, and headed in the direction of Kassand.

Hours later, Kassander's lights came into view.

It was already two or three o'clock in the morning when Shen Chaomu arrived at the hotel entrance.He opened the door softly—

On the sofa was a Long Shiyu sleeping on its back, with its right foot resting on the back of the sofa and its head touching the floor.

Shen Chaomu: "..."

He went up to put Long Shiyu's head back on the sofa and put it on the sofa. Long Shiyu opened his eyes and said in surprise, "You're back..." He mumbled a few times and fell asleep instantly.

Shen Chaomu couldn't help feeling much better, and stretched his eyebrows.

He then grabbed Long Shiyu's right foot and put it away, and covered him with a small blanket.

Shen Chaomu hadn't rested for a long time, but at the moment he was completely sleepy. He sat on the edge of the sofa and turned on the terminal, flipping through those ancient books bit by bit in the dark.

He still remembered that at that time, he glanced at the burning appearance of the dragon's breath in the tent, and he could probably judge the strength of the dragon's breath from this - although he didn't know if it was the center of the dragon's breath explosion.

Lines of words flashed across his eyes.Long Shiyu said something vaguely behind him again, like a "princess" or an "excellent dragon", and laughed a few times, a big tail limply circled around and rested on his lap .

After several hours of searching, Shen Chaomu finally found all the relevant records: there were also dragons whose mental strength was so weak that they could not be detected, and the strength of the dragon's breath was quite high, which was close to what he saw that day.

These are very special cases, but all, all, all are dragons of more than five generations.

Regardless of strength or age, countless experiences have proved that their genes are distorted and ferocious, and their potential threats are completely different. Even the weak fifth-generation dragons must be hunted and killed.

Although this result has long been expected, it is not even unexpected...

The screen light illuminated Shen Chaomu's expressionless face.

Then the next second, he was kicked off the sofa by Long Shiyu in his sleep, and he seemed to curse vaguely: "Bad princess"

Shen Chaomu: "...?"