I heard that I always attack and want to destroy the world [Transmigration Book]

Kahn originally just wanted to inquire, to see if any of the fellow magicians here had a little impression of this master who suddenly appeared.For example, height and body shape, it would be better if you can remember your appearance.

However, he never expected that he didn't hear any of the news that he could think of. Instead, there was some unexpected good news.

For example, the man he had always thought was a pure black mage turned out to be a white mage.Another example is the flower that was sold at a sky-high price in the dark street, and the resources were monopolized by the mainland magic exchange.

"So, what exactly is a white mourning flower?" Sars sat on the bed in the hotel room, gnawed on the breakfast Kahn bought, and asked with a blink of his eyes: "You know, I made a fool of you magicians." I don’t understand that set of things at all.”

Kahn smiled happily: "Baisanghua is a kind of poison, a poison that can only be effective by taking it, but the taste is very strong and the color is very dark. So if it is used to harm people, unless it is stupid , no one else will use it.”

Sals nodded.

After listening to the explanation, he became even more puzzled about the reason why the man wanted to mourn the flowers in vain, and the reason why the always calm wood elf succeeded.

Fortunately, Kahn didn't continue to play tricks this time.

He coughed lightly, originally wanted to tense his expression, but couldn't help laughing and said: "But this thing can also be used as medicine, but it can only be used as a kind of medicine—a medicine used to restore the source of magic."

Sals was stunned for a second, and Arnold, who was listening to the explanation, reacted first: "You mean, the source of that guy's magic is damaged?"

"Manipulating three dragons in a row within five days, I accepted the backlash from the tracking spell on my dagger, and I forcibly broke the control technique, and accepted the backlash from black magic." Kahn said: "If this is the case, the source of his magic If it doesn't get damaged, it's simply too much for heaven."

Saying so, Thralls also understood.But he was still a little puzzled and said, "If the source of magic is damaged, wouldn't it be as weak as you? Why does the person at the exchange still say that he is very powerful?"

"My situation is different from his. You can understand a person's magic as water in a container, and the source of magic is the container."

Kahn said: "My situation is that the water in the container is gone, and using magic will cause the container to crack. And he has a small hole in the container that was backlashed, but this can't change the size of his container itself, even if the inside The water is flowing out, and most of it is still in the container. And as long as the hole is blocked, he can recover slowly."

He said, paused, and said the direct reason why he was so happy: "But for us, the good news is that this hole is not so easy to plug. So if I guess right, short He won't be making trouble again within a short time."

With such an explanation, even Sals, who is mentally handicapped, should understand it.It's just that he touched his chin and obviously had an idea: "You said there was a hole in his container, so if we can find him and make the hole bigger for him..."

"He died immediately." Kahn said with a smile: "But you have to know, if he is a stone jar, I am only a ceramic jar at most. Before he dies, I must die first."

Sals: "..."

Well, he always forgets that the Creator God he believes in has always been inversely proportional to his strength and intelligence.

But because he was very self-aware from the beginning, Kahn has no regrets about the situation where he couldn't make up the knife successfully.

The gossip was almost over, and Kahn reported the good news to the Dragon Slayer Group. After everyone finished their breakfast, he left the hotel with the other two.

—

The city where the Prophet's House is located is called Edgark, which is a little far from Green Valley City, but fortunately, it still belongs to Ferdinand Province, so the distance is not too far.

When he went out to buy necessities in the morning, Kahn stopped by and bought two horses at the stables outside the city.With tan skin and snow-treading hooves, it's exactly what Ferdinand's horse should look like.

As a child who seemed to be at most four years old, Sals was naturally riding on the same horse as Kahn.Although Arnold is not very used to this kind of means of transportation, after learning from Kahn, he can still move forward at a slower pace.

Considering Arnold's speed, the distance that could have been reached in one or two days was reduced to three days.Fortunately, it was just riding a horse, which was much more comfortable than walking.

On the morning of the fourth day, the three of them finally arrived outside Edgark City.

Compared with Green Valley City, this place can already be said to be the most orthodox "South".

At this time, Mu Dong was coming to an end, and the south also ushered in a new year of spring.Outside the city of Edgark, there are wild flowers everywhere, green grass, and the small river flowing around the city. Just looking at it like this, people can't help but feel the vitality called "life".

House construction also abandoned the heavy stones in the north, and changed to a combination of wood and steel.Although this change of style has lost the ability to resist natural factors, but in terms of appearance, it is much better than those bulky boulders.

Kahn lived in the south before crossing over. Now that he is in these places where he can see green, he feels more pleasant than in the cold and windy north. Make a slight arc.

Because Edgark was not the central city of Ferdinand Province, without the large-scale management buildings, the headquarters of the Prophet House naturally became the largest and most conspicuous building in the city.

After passing the city gate, the three of them walked along the gravel path in the center of the town until they came to the tall, pure white building with an inexplicably solemn atmosphere.Kahn stopped, glanced at the statue of Wilde at the door, and then turned to the two people following him.

"If I tell you to wait in the hotel, I'll go back after seeing Avasha. Will you agree?"

Arno immediately turned his head to look at Sals.

After these few days of getting along, he has already developed a little worship for this wood elf who can always plan everything properly.So he naturally wouldn't have any opinion on Kahn's words.Then the only person who could and would definitely have an opinion was the little boy with black hair and bun face.

Sars felt the attention of his companions calmly, his golden eyes were full of peace.He looked at Kahn and said, "You know the answer, but you still have to ask."

"Because I'm always looking forward to it, maybe the next time you encounter something like this, you will be a little less stubborn." Kahn shrugged.

This time, I didn't force Sals to wait in the hotel. After all, for Avasha, which has been in the topic all the year round, but few people have actually seen it, although it is more sincere to see it by myself, but from another From a perspective, it is safer to let his family's exclusive thugs follow.

That's right, thugs.

Thinking of this, Kahn couldn't help but want to complain, he really didn't know which muscle was cramped back then, and he just added so many heaven-defying settings to the Dragon Clan——

For example in terms of mana recovery.A few days ago, everyone obviously consumed all the magic together, and now he is still in a weak state, and Thralls has been resurrected with full blood.

This is really a comparison that makes people jealous every minute.

Kahn thought to himself, moving forward non-stop.

In three or two steps, he walked to the two closed white doors, and before he reached out to knock, the door was opened from the inside.

A black-haired young man in a pure white robe stood inside the door. After seeing Kahn with the same black eyes, he bowed deeply to him and said in a pious tone: "You are finally here, the teacher is on the second floor I have been waiting for a long time in my study, if you don't mind, please allow me to take you there."

Kahn was taken aback by the situation.

He thought that if he came over rashly, he would be turned away, and he also thought that maybe Awasha was a very approachable old man, so he could sit down and chat with him gently.The only thing I didn't expect was that this group of prophets regarded him as God before he entered the door.

His brow furrowed in the middle for a moment.

Kahn felt that his description was absolutely correct.

Not to mention the man closest to him, he looked over his shoulder and saw four or five men and women in the same clothes standing there. Although their hair and eye colors were different, the pious look in their eyes Meaning, but it looks exactly the same as being copied and pasted.

The most frightening thing was that the group of people didn't move after the young man's voice fell.The "statues" of real people stood quietly in front of them, and they seemed to be able to stand like this forever if Kahn didn't speak.

This situation was too unexpected.

Rao Kahn, a powerful acting school with strong adaptability, was stunned for more than ten seconds before he coughed lightly and said: "Then I will trouble you."

"My pleasure, sir."

The young man in the lead responded, bent down and bowed to Kahn, and then turned and led the way to the wooden stairs leading to the second floor by the door.

Kahn was about to follow in, when someone squeezed Salth's hand hard.While he lowered his head to meet those golden eyes reflexively, Salth's worried voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "Are you the boss of the House of Prophet?"

"Their boss is Avasha. No one in Ramles knows about this." Kahn also responded to him with the telepathy of the dragon and the knight: "But don't talk about Avasha, the entire Prophet At home, I don't know anyone."

"Then this is really weird." Salth frowned tightly, looking into the door as if he was looking at the bloody mouth of some monster, and he said, "Are you sure they won't have anything?" Conspiracy?"

Kahn smiled: "I'm not afraid."

After answering, without waiting for Sals to say anything, he stepped into the door and followed the steps of the young man who was waiting halfway.

Sals was still a little hesitant at first, but seeing his lover's indifferent look, he stopped struggling.

After all, no matter what Kahn does, he will pursue absolute stability.Even if the situation is a bit weird now, since he said he is not afraid, it will definitely not be a big deal.

Thals thought, and relaxed as he followed Kahn's forward steps.

Kahn, who was walking in front, didn't know that the stupid dragon had such a high degree of confidence in him, but it was indeed the same as Thralls thought, he should be quite sure about the current situation.

Not to mention anything else, at least the people who came to greet him had very weak magic fluctuations.And from the moment he entered the door, he didn't feel the existence of any magic circle.

Think about the pack of magic potions in his backpack behind him.

In the event of an emergency, it should be completely fine to escape with the two little dragons.

—

The stairs leading to the second floor were not very long, but after twenty or so steps, all four of them stood on the flat wooden floor on the upper floor.

In front is a wooden door of the same material, on which a huge sun is carved in the exaggerated and avant-garde art form of dwarves.

The robed youth said that he was going to inform the teacher, and Kahn had no objection to this.

Waiting for him at the same place, he ran around back and forth, and the answer he got was that only Kahn could pass through the wooden door.

This time there was no need for Sals to protest, Kahn frowned first and said: "These two children are very important to me, I can't let them out of my sight easily."

"Don't worry, we will take good care of them." The man in white bowed to Kahn again.Before the latter frowned and was about to say something more, he suddenly leaned over and whispered something into the wood elf's ear.

The moment Kahn heard the words in the mouth, his body was involuntarily startled.But after regaining his senses, he laughed, and took the initiative to let go of Sals' hand.

"This little guy is very naughty, I hope you can be patient. I'll be back in a while." After Kahn finished speaking, he winked at Sals and walked towards the wooden door alone.

Sals stared at his back, and the next second, the voice of the wood elf sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"If something happens, I will call you for help as soon as possible." He said, "But there shouldn't be any problem. The man just now called me Mr. Wilder."

The tone is still like calling God, it can't be more pious.

Sals: "..."

So, is it true that the wood elf said that he is the god of creation, but he is not fantasizing himself?

Putting aside Sars, who felt that his three views were a bit broken, he didn't mention it, and just said Kahn, who had already entered the door.

Before he could see the decoration of the room clearly, a slightly old voice came from the front——

"I didn't expect that I would chase your figure for a lifetime, and that I would have the honor to meet you in person when the fire of life was about to go out. My name is Avasha Klein. My dear Lord of Everything, Lord Wilder. "

Looking in the direction of the voice, an old man dressed in the same white robe as the young man just now, leaning on a wooden walking stick, stood tremblingly among a mountain of books.

His gray hair and beard have grown to the ground, coupled with that face that is almost squeezed by wrinkles, it seems to be silently telling how long the time he has experienced.

And what makes people extremely reassuring, apart from his posture of leaves in the wind, is that there is obviously not much magic left in his body.

If there is a fight, there is no suspense about the outcome.

Kahn quietly looked in the direction of Avasha, comparing the worst situation in his heart.

Since entering here, the development of everything is a little strange.But the strangest thing is that no matter whether it is the young people before or the old people now, no one in the whole building can feel a trace of malice.

It was as if they were really just welcoming his arrival sincerely.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Avasha seemed to understand Kahn's silence quite well.He raised his hand to the seat next to the round table, and asked the latter, "If you don't think my place is too messy, let's sit down and talk about it."

Kahn nodded.

He wanted to ask a lot of questions, so he didn't have any opinion on this proposal.

After the two sat firmly in their chairs, Kahn took a deep breath and performed a magician's etiquette toward Avasha——

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand stretched out and pressed against the heart, and nodded slightly: "Mr. Klein, hello. My name is Kahn, Kahn Warren."

"If you prefer this code name, I will call you like this. Mr. Warren. As for me, I am just a small human being. Please stop using honorifics to me." Avasha returned to Kahn After a salute, the weak voice seemed to die at any moment, full of lingering exhaustion.

This time, without waiting for Kahn to ask anything, Avasha paused, and then took the initiative to say: "You must be thinking, why do I know so much, right?"

Kahn smiled: "I thought you weren't going to tell me."

"Of course not." Awasha smiled back at him: "Because I have been in a state of excitement since I speculated that you will appear. God knows how much I look forward to this moment. As a I have thought about the person who the prophet claims to be for a long time, and finally I think that this is the only way to make you believe in my strength."

After Avasha finished speaking, he paused for a second, then scratched his head and added: "Sorry, I always said that I am used to another code name of yours. It seems that from now on, I will have to say that Kahn is on top. "

"There's no need for that. I'm in Ramles now, not up there. You'd better let Wilder go up."

Kane said jokingly.

Now that Awasha has made his words so clear, it seems that he will not be convincing if he blindly denies them.

However, the other party's provocation is not a bad thing for him, at least in terms of asking questions, many things can no longer be beat around the bush.

Kahn lowered his eyes to think for a second, and when he raised his head to meet Avasha's black eyes again, the usual confident smile came back from the corner of his mouth.He said: "I believe in your strength, so let's stop playing charades. I just came here to ask you, how much do you know about the dragon that appeared in the northern border and the people behind it?"

"This..." Avasha said, but frowned, making it even more difficult to distinguish the lines on the face that was already covered by wrinkles.

He seemed to think for a while, then bent down from under the table, took out a crystal ball the size of an adult's head, and placed it firmly on the table.

With the chanting of the mantra, a pattern slowly appeared in the crystal ball.At the beginning, it was a few red dragons soaring into the sky, but when the scenery changed, it turned into a disaster of landslides, landslides, water and land changes.After everything calmed down, the figure representing the Six Clans slowly stood up from the ground.

At this time, the screen flashed, and the scene in the crystal ball was completely replaced by thick fog again.

Until Avasha spit out the last spell.Kahn took a deep breath, stared at the ball and fell silent again.

He wasn't stupid at all, so he could understand what Avasha wanted to tell him just by looking at it this way.

Although it is not much different from the previous guess, when I think that my opponent is a legendary creature, I always feel an indescribable strangeness.

"This is an ancient dragon, isn't it?"

"As expected of the lord of all things, you know more than I imagined." Avasha praised from the bottom of his heart, while nodding: "The legends say that this race met the six races tens of millions of years ago. They exist together on the earth, but it took me a long time to find out that the history of their demise was also far earlier than the birth of the six races. Therefore, they are indeed worthy of the name 'ancient'."

Kahn nodded: "What about the person who controls them?"

Avasha didn't respond.

I just raised my hand and flicked the crystal ball again, and the sphere that was originally full of mist flickered and turned into a silvery white.

Avasha withdrew his hands, looked at Kahn with eyes that seemed to be closed at any time, and said sincerely: "There is only so much I can understand."

Kahn: "..."

Can you explain the specific meaning of this silvery white?

hair color?Eye color?Or the color of magic elements?

The first two are almost a handful among the snow elves, the snow wolf among the orcs, and a few humans also have this shape.And the third one is the dominant color of ice and wind magic. Compared with the clear and smooth scene of the ancient dragon, just such a little news is equivalent to not narrowing the search range at all.

It's really not your average headache.

Due to the slightly larger blow this time, Kahn didn't hide his facial expression anymore.So Avasha, who had been watching him all the time, naturally felt the madness of the other party at the first time.

The old man coughed a little in embarrassment, and under Kahn's expectant eyes, he slowly replied: "Actually, I don't know what this color represents."

Kahn: "..."

There is really nothing to say when the chain falls at the critical moment.

But it doesn't matter if you lose the chain once, after all, the strength shown by Avasha before is still very convincing.

Kahn kept comforting himself in his heart, then raised his hand and rubbed twice on the face with a stiff smile.He took a deep breath and changed the subject: "Then do you know where and when will the next resurrected dragon be?"

"When the spring breeze blows, Hydrick will usher in the resurrection of the dragons who control the land." Avasha said: "As for the specific date, I can't figure it out."

Kahn nodded.

Although the information is still not enough, at least it is much better than knowing nothing.

At this point, there is almost only the last one left.

He looked back into Avasha's eyes, and Chen Ken said seriously again: "Can I stay here for a while and follow you to learn some prophecy magic?"

—

This obviously made Awasha somewhat unexpected.

His half-squinted eyes also broke through the obstruction of the drooping thick eyelids, and suddenly widened.

Kahn looked at him calmly, quietly waiting for a response.

Regarding the request to become a prophet, he had vaguely planned it since the first time he heard from Murray that the prophet named Kate successfully predicted the dragon attack.

And on the way to use the law to slay the dragon in the middle, this kind of intention became more and more intense, until he saw Awasha and completely dispelled his doubts about the other party, so he made up his mind to learn prophecy——

After all, on the road to slaying the dragon later, he will know less and less about the specific time and place.

Undoubtedly, this will help the opponent increase their chips in this war that will last for several years.

And the only way for him not to be led by the nose by the other party seems to be the only way to prophecy.

As Kahn thought about it, his gaze towards Avasha became more determined.

However, what he never expected was that the old man who kept saying he was an idol, after staring at him for a while, shook his head and refused, "Mr. Warren, forgive me for not being able to accept your request."

Kahn was puzzled.

As soon as he frowned, Avasha explained with a wink: "The so-called prophets, we are just a group of people who worship the law and try to interpret the law. But the law and everything are created by you, you own The ability to manipulate the laws, what are you confused about?"

Listening to him, Kahn frowned a little tighter.

He thinks he understands how it feels every time Sals talks to him—

Although he could understand every word of Avasha, but when they were combined into sentences, he couldn't understand what the man was trying to express.

Awasha's black eyes looked directly at Kahn's red pupils.After a while, he seemed to understand the latter's bewilderment, showed a kind smile, and continued to explain: "Everything in the world has laws, and laws have variables. But these variables are only under your control. My dear My lord, I don't know why you can't see the world clearly, but you need to know that what you need is to control the laws and dominate all things, instead of following the laws and following the tide. You are the master of all things, and only you can walk out of confusion. come out, the disasters in the world will be completely eliminated.”

As he spoke, he leaned on his crutch again in one hand, slowly stood up on the spot, and bowed deeply to Kahn again.

"The flame that represents my life is almost extinguished, and this is the last time I can see you when I am still a human being, my lord." Avasha said: "I have believed in you all my life, and prayed to you for half my life. Yours Will determines the survival of Ramles, and the five remaining clans on the mainland are all guilty, but please give them a chance to live to repay everything."

"Birth is punishment?" Kahn smiled. "That's the claim of Takasha, the god of nature, and it has nothing to do with me."

Avasha's face froze, and he quickly explained: "I'm sorry, my lord, I..."

"I was just joking." Kahn waved his hand and said with a smile: "Actually, even if you don't say it, I plan to save the world. Isn't it for this purpose that I came to you this time?"

Avasha breathed a sigh of relief.

This God of Creation, the appearance of the God's Mansion, which is higher than he imagined, is so much cuter...

The question was almost finished, and Kahn also got up and said that he was leaving.

Avasha tremblingly planned to send him out, but he persuaded him to stay where he was with the excuse of "pay attention to rest and maybe we can meet again".

When he got to the door, Kahn suddenly remembered something, turned to the old man and asked, "The two people I brought, do you know their identities?"

Avasha was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head a little embarrassedly and said, "If I knew, I wouldn't have the guts to stop your friend's footsteps."

It turns out that the prophet can know a little less than imagined...

Kane nodded with a smile.

But it’s true, as far as the content of their conversation just now, if others listen to it, they will think that they are sick and don’t say it. It’s okay if they don’t believe the rest. Getting up is troublesome again.

Of course, after such a long time of contact, Kahn can be sure that Sals is definitely one of the "eight or nine".

Just speaking of this issue, he can trust Avasha, but the group of apprentices outside the door...

"Don't worry, I have only told about your identity to the same faithful believers as me, my first disciple. Other than him, everyone else only thinks that you are an ordinary person with a noble status worthy of our respect. It's just people."

At this point, Kahn did not continue this topic.

He turned around and opened the door to go out, and the moment the wooden door closed, he said in a low voice: "Mr. Klein, thank you for your predictions of various disasters over the past century. You are also one of the saviors worthy of respect for Ramless to have today. "

Awasha stood there in a daze, staring at the direction of the wooden door for a long time in silence, and finally bowed deeply, and waited until the tears welling from the corners of his eyes dried up in his folds, he slowly got up and sat back down. on the chair behind me...

The words are divided into two parts.

After Kahn went downstairs, he didn't even need to look for it. When he looked up, he could see a large group of white-clothed prophets in the hall on the first floor.

When those people saw Kahn coming, they all respectfully saluted him.After Kahn nodded, he turned his gaze to a happy stupid dragon sitting at the table, staring at the crystal ball.

Sensing his sight, Sals didn't care about the crystal ball anymore, he just jumped off the high stool he was sitting on immediately, and ran to Kahn's side in two or three steps.

"I've met Mr. Klein." Kahn said, "It's almost time. I'll take you to lunch."

"No carrots," Thralls said.

Kahn nodded and smiled, and rubbed his head casually.

While the two were talking, Arnold also followed.What made Kahn somewhat unexpected was that there were a few more heavy books in the boy's hands.

"This is a gift from them to us." Arnold explained to Kahn with his eyes, and the "they" in his mouth refers to the group of white-clothed prophets.

Kahn raised an eyebrow.

Before he could say anything, the man who led them to the second floor first stepped forward and said: "My lord, your friends are very interested in prophecy, so I gave them the most comprehensive prophecy guide here on my own initiative. you……"

"I am also very interested in prophecies, thank you."

Kahn smiled and interrupted the young man's increasingly tense words, and nodded at the man again, before he left the Prophet's House with his two little followers.

—

After lunch was settled, Kahn said that he needed to sort out his conversation with Avasha.So the rest of the half day can only be spent in the hotel.

Fortunately, as the young man said, the two dragons are very interested in prophecy, so even if they go to the hotel and read a book to pass the time, it is not too boring.

But obviously, no matter how enthusiastically he was interested in the world in the crystal ball before, after Kahn came back, Thralls only focused on him.

When the little black dragon that re-formed into a half-human figure patted Kahn's belly with its paws for the third time, the latter finally gave up the book of prophecies that asked Arnold to come over, and looked at his stupid dragon patiently. .

Sals flicked his tail excitedly, like a puppy being noticed by its owner.He said, "You haven't told me what you talked to Avasha about."

Kahn rewarded him with a loving touch, dumbfounded, and said helplessly, "Because I'll tell you the truth, I'm actually thinking about this issue too."

Consider what Avasha's charades really meant.

Sals blinked, and after thinking for a moment, he made up his mind and said seriously: "If there is anything you don't understand, tell me, and I will help you think about it."

Kahn thought to himself why this dragon always speaks without considering its own intelligence, but he has to admit that just this kind of stupidity always makes him feel warm in his heart.

One person and one dragon looked at each other for a while, but Kahn still decided to trust this silly dragon once.He sighed softly and said, "Avasha told me that I should not obey the law, but let the law obey me. But..."

"Wait a minute." Before Kahn could finish speaking, Sals couldn't help but interrupted: "Are you really the God of Creation?"

In the next second, the black dragon's forehead was hit unexpectedly by the wood elf again.

Sals raised his two short front paws and rubbed his head vigorously, but this time he didn't show any grievance.

Kahn was very satisfied with his winking behavior, and reached out to rub the place where Shalong had just been beaten by him, before continuing the previous topic: "I used to think that the rules are set. But today, Ah Vasha said that the law can be changed by me, and said that if I blindly follow the law, the result will lead to the destruction of the world. But he didn’t say how to change the law. Those who knew the specific time and place in the past few times are lucky to say, then What about the ones after that? I don’t even know where the starting point is, so how can I change it?”

Sars touched his chin, and seemed to be lost in thought, and even forgot to rub his head.

The sudden seriousness of his own silly dragon gave Kahn unconsciously a kind of inexplicable confidence.He looked expectantly at Salth's golden animal pupils.

After a while, the latter nodded and said solemnly: "I think what you said is quite reasonable, Awasha is not a liar, is he?"

After all, as far as believing that a wood elf with no intelligence but no strength is the creation god, it doesn't look like what a normal person should do.

Kahn: "..."

He was really out of his mind, so he tried to get some constructive suggestions from Sals.

But fortunately this time, Sals seemed to have finally gotten the hang of it, and managed to see the despair in his lover's eyes.

While feeling bad in his heart, he touched his chin, and finally activated his few brain cells, and added: "But think about it carefully, it's quite normal for Avasha to say that."

Kahn frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It's just..." Sars scratched his face, a little uncertain: "Because everything was created by you, then how did you create everything, who else knows besides you."

Kahn thought for a moment.Suddenly he said with a dazed face: "You mean to change the law by creating the law, right?"

Sals nodded calmly, as if he was saying that he just didn't want to think about it, and once he thought about it, there was nothing that could stop him from asking questions.

Although the reality is that he just wants to express something to his lover, he is listening carefully to what the other party has to say...

As for the deeper meanings that Kahn guessed, he didn't even touch the edge at all.

However, Kahn, who had fallen into deep thought again over there, was obviously unaware of this problem.Sals stared at the other party and flicked his tail. Naturally, he would not be stupid enough to tell the truth.

So when Kahn finished tangling, the little black dragon successfully received a kiss that could be called a "surprise", which belonged to his lover.

"I found that your brain is still very useful at critical moments." Kahn held the little black dragon tightly in his arms and said excitedly.

Sars didn't know what he was excited about, but based on the principle that he was happy when the other party was happy, he just flicked his tail again, and comfortably rubbed against Kahn's arms twice.

Kahn's brown-red eyes rekindled a look of confidence. He took a deep breath and smiled: "Then let's stay here for a few more days. I need to test whether this guess is right or wrong."

Sals nodded.

As the leader of their trio, as long as Kahn is willing to take him with him, no matter what decision he makes, he will have no objection.

Besides, he also believed that with Kahn's intelligence, there would be no solution