When Mermaid Raising Dragons

The reason why the wild wolf had this guess was mainly because he noticed a detail.That is, when the little boy fell into the frozen lake, although he was injured in many places all over his body, his heart still hadn't stopped beating.After his blood fused with the ice corpse, his body produced a series of physical changes such as the skin turning gray.

Therefore, the wild wolf boldly guessed that the key factor in resurrecting the Sugnell tribe would be the blood of living people?In other words, the way to revive the Sugnell tribe is not to dig out the ice corpses and then find a way to delay the decay of the corpses; but to find a way to revive them while the corpses are still under the ice.

Coyote was right.

If it was said that Morrel treated them slightly contemptuously before, then after the wild wolf finished speaking, Morrel's attitude towards them changed drastically.

What a clever wisdom.Great-grandfather spent countless manpower, material and financial resources, and took most of his life to solve the problem, but he solved it in less than half a minute.

Unfortunately, great-grandfather did not have such intelligence.And the so-called masters he hired with a lot of money are all half-baked, and they even have doubts about Sugnell's story.Therefore, most of them are very perfunctory about the business, and instead of focusing on the major event of resurrection, they take advantage of loopholes all day long to find ways to get gold coins from the pockets of "people who are stupid and have a lot of money".

Things, of course, have come to a standstill.

More than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, but Morrel's great-grandfather still doesn't know how to wake up the second Sugnell.At this time, he almost exhausted all his family wealth.The man and money are empty but nothing is gained. He watched his family being defeated by himself little by little, the dream of a general was on the verge of bankruptcy, and the lord finally fell into a desperate situation.

And at this moment, the desperate great-grandfather made a move that shocked everyone.

He actually killed someone to vent his anger on his fortieth birthday!

In just one day, more than a hundred innocent villagers were slaughtered.

Although afterwards, the great-grandfather pretended to be innocent and blamed all his crazy behavior on alcohol.But no matter how real his heartbreak is, what has happened can never be undone.

The family full of laughter and laughter has since become deserted, and the countless empty houses can no longer withstand the ice and snow in winter, and heavy clouds of gloom hang over Fort David.

However, great-grandfather was very happy.

No, he's not happy, he's crazy.

Because, when the scarlet blood dyed the entire icy lake red, the silent ice cemetery answered the prayers of believers for the first time.

The second Sugnell actually crawled out of the ice cemetery!

Fate is always such a joke, and Morrel's great-grandfather was ready to give up, but he got his wish at the last moment.Although it was at the cost of countless deaths, the lord finally got his wish and got the "stallion" he had been longing for.

Now that the most difficult and critical "stallion" has been obtained, the next thing to do is very simple.

In order to quickly and efficiently reproduce more fighting races, Morrel's great-grandfather bought a large number of women from slave markets all over the country, isolated the ice cemetery from other places, and built a large "chicken farm" .

It's just that this "chicken farm" is a bit special. It's not chickens that are kept in cages, but the Sugnell race that should have been extinct 500 years ago.And these Sugnells only do one thing every day, that is, do it.

This is really a sad and hateful thing.However, the insane former lord actually succeeded.

Fort David at that time was more closed than it is today.And its unique geographical environment surrounded by mountains provides the most favorable help for this crazy plan.As long as the only exit is guarded, then there is no need to worry about the problem of escape, and there is no need to worry about the leakage of news.The reproduction plan of the strongest soldiers in ancient times, this crazy and huge plan, has been concealed for more than 100 years, and has been inherited by his descendants.

In less than 40 years, the great-grandfather managed to reproduce the Sugnell race with more than half the population of Fort David.At this time, he was already in his 80s.

Power is a very interesting thing, and its allure to men surpasses almost everything.The great-grandfather was supposed to be a wealthy and comfortable little lord, but after accidentally touching the ancient power, he went crazy and became obsessed, delusional to become the master of the world.Then, this old man who had dreamed of being a king all his life, but when he finally had the strongest combat power in his hand and could start to fight in the world, he didn't even have the strength to ride a horse.

The great-grandfather looked at Sugnell, who was all over the mountains and plains, and glanced unwillingly at the north where the imperial capital was located, and finally grabbed his son's hand tremblingly, and then swallowed his breath.

The great-grandfather's last wish was to plant flags with spears shooting into the sun throughout the Olan continent.

But in the face of this request, his little lord's son was troubled.

It's not that he doesn't have the king's dream, but because he stands farther than the paranoid father, so he can see more clearly and understand the worst of things.

Indeed, Sugnell was well-numbered.But while complacent about the increase in population, don't forget that quality is a more important winning factor than quantity.

Fighting races are born for fighting, and fighting is their source of strength.However, great-grandfather put them in cages by mistake, restricting their freedom while restricting their abilities.

The newborn Sugnell is no longer Sugnell.They turned into ordinary people with gray skin. Although they had stronger bodies than ordinary people, they were also very limited in strength.What's worse, their eyes are dead, dull and numb, as dead as a stone.

To give a more specific example, when the little lord led an army composed of 2000 Sognells and tried to occupy a castle that also had more than [-] people, he was beaten and fled.

In fact, this failure was not entirely the fault of the Scotners.Because on the battlefield, an excellent commander is also a very important factor.However, the little lord who underestimated himself impatiently listened to the nonsense of his subordinates, and waved the knight's sword casually to command. Of course, the final result was a complete defeat.

This was the only war the little lord had participated in, and the price was paralysis of the lower body for life.

The high price extinguished all the little lord's enthusiasm for the Sugnell tribe, and he didn't even want to see them when he came back, so he put them in the "chicken farm" and completely let go of them.As for himself, he no longer wants to think about dominating the world, and spends his days in depression and alcohol.

If one wants to make a living under Morrell's family, it is a necessary life instinct to follow the wind and try to figure out what one wants.And the person in charge of the "chicken farm" is a leader who is proficient in this way.When he saw the little lord's disgusted expression of "all the Sugnells are going to die for me", he immediately understood.What's more, he was disgusted with these gray-skinned and expressionless giants.

Whether it was deliberate man-made or a natural result, in short, many Sognells were starved to death, but more people escaped in the end, and have been hiding in the dark corners of Fort David ever since, trying to Able to evade search and survive.

That was the most difficult time for the Sugnell people, but unexpectedly, it was also the most free period of time.Their strong bodies were well received, and many of them were even accepted by the local people and married with ordinary people, giving birth to mixed offspring.

With the passage of time and the dilution of blood, these newborn Sugnells have undergone more alienation.They become more like normal people.There are more and more mixed races, and the locals of Fort David are becoming more and more confused about the difference between themselves and the Scotners.

Under the laissez-faire policy of the little lord and his son, the blood from ancient times spread again in this small town.And because of the closed geographical environment surrounded by mountains, Fort David, by chance, became the second breeding farm.

By the time of Lord Morrel, there was not a single pure-blooded Sognell in the entire Fort David.At the same time, it has become extremely difficult to find an ordinary person who is not of mixed race.

Morrel was not a particularly ambitious man.Regarding the revived Sugnell, he just listened to it as a story to pass the time when he was bored, and had no intention of continuing his great-grandfather's career at all.

He just wanted to save face and wanted to protect the face of the nobles. He was really poor and wanted to make some extra money, so he took the risk and smuggled with neighboring countries.Unexpectedly, Prince William of the Principality of Sauter was attracted.

The little prince's sword cut off not only his symbol as a man, but also his face as a nobleman.Could there be anything worse in the world than this.

The anger of vengeance burned in his heart, in different time and space, in different situations, but Morrel walked the same path as his great-grandfather.

Stone slaves, to put it bluntly, are the new generation of Scotners.

It's just that their blood is not as pure, their strength is not as strong, and their skin is not as gray, but their stone-like numb and heartless eyes are exactly the same.

Morrel told the history of the whole family in one breath.To the "Duke of Holland" who could avenge himself, he didn't tell a single lie.

Facing the beaming Morrel, the wild wolf should at least say something polite, if not praise.However, the wild wolf was silent.

It was difficult for him to tell who was responsible for the tragic fate of the Sugnell race.

Is it the little boy who rebelled against fate and died tragically in the ice lake?Or a cruel lord who ignores the lives of the poor?Was it Prince William's fault?Or should we blame the poor people who don't know how to resist?Was it a mountain that trapped them here?Or the ruler's army?Or, is it their hearts?

The answer is complex, but in fact, it is also very simple.

Coyotes does not intend to make any comments on this matter.He has seen too much of the same thing, and it is precisely because he has seen too much that he sees it very clearly, and instead loses the desire to speak.

He's used to the role of a bystander, he's used to turning around indifferently, but at this moment...

The wild wolf suddenly couldn't help but want to sigh.

In fact, he sighed too.

Although this behavior seemed particularly abrupt, it was completely inappropriate for the role he was currently playing, and it was likely to arouse Lord Morrel's resentment and vigilance, thus causing undue trouble to the plan.

But the wolf still sighed.

Because of this sigh, it pressed heavily on his heart, and it was firmly blocked in his throat, making him unable to breathe at all.

He could only sigh, although after he sighed, Lord Morrel was really displeased.

"The female companion next to you seems to be a little uneducated." The little old man's face sank all of a sudden, "Heroes are sad to be beautiful, and a big man like you should pay special attention to some short-sighted women. Ah, be careful that they shorten your knowledge too."

Morrel's words were stinging, but the wild wolf didn't intend to cheer him up again: "Is the story over? Can we leave after we finish?" He said very indifferently, "Isn't it just to make up such a long story? Let me get out of here and go see your proud 'farm'."

Morrel jumped his feet angrily: "How can you say that I am making up a story? Everything I said is true, full of my family's secrets. If it is not for the sake of you being my friend, other people , I will never tell him these things..."

The wild wolf interrupted him: "Lead the way." The two words were cold and hard, like a rough stone hitting Morrel's head, and he couldn't help being stunned.

And at this moment of distraction, Asmodeus and the wild wolf had already walked in front of him.

The ice cemetery under his feet disgusted the wild wolf. Although the ice lake looked clear and clean, he still felt that he was standing on the dirty blood, and it seemed that countless people died tragically.

Mental cleanliness broke out, and the wild wolf didn't want to stay for a moment, just wanted to leave this thousand-year-old ice lake that was dug full of holes.

Morrel weighed it in his heart, decided to temporarily put aside the other party's unreasonableness, and forced a flattering smile: "Yes, yes, yes, look at me, you must have been tired of listening to me. I will lead the way right now." He walked away Arrived in front of the wild wolves and the others, and walked towards the "farm".

"I dislike him."

The voice came from the direction of Asmodeus behind him, and the wild wolf didn't think much about it, and smiled in agreement.

"Do you hate this stinky old man too?"

Wait, Asmodeus' throat was injured and he couldn't make a sound.So, who is talking to me?

The wild wolf was taken aback, and turned its head suddenly, but met Asmodeus' blank and innocent expression.

what happened?

"Stop playing hide-and-seek, shall we change to another game?"

A voice came from under his feet, but Asmodeus didn't hear anything.The wild wolf quickly lowered its head, but the child's laughter sounded from another direction.

"Change one, change one."

More children laughed out loud.

"New game, new game."

The entire frozen lake seemed to wake up, and countless laughter came from all directions, as if there were countless children playing here.But the wild wolf raised his head and looked around, but there was nothing in sight, and the surrounding was eerily quiet.

"What are you playing? What are you playing?"

There was nothing on the frozen lake, but the wild wolf heard the laughter of countless children, the sound was so loud that it almost turned the sky over.

This is so weird.

Cold sweat broke out from the wolf's forehead.

Suddenly a huge black shadow swam past the wolf's feet, and at the same time, because Lord Morrel turned his head, the wolf had to look over at him and missed the change.

Morrel looked at them in confusion: "Why are you walking again and suddenly stopped? It was the same before, I swear, there is no second great-grandfather's test site here, don't get lost again... ..."

Asmodeus lowered his head and stared at his feet seriously.He sensed something strange.

However, the wolf gave him an elbow, and Asmodeus received the signal, so he had to look up and cooperate.

"Okay, got it."

The black shadow under his feet dived deeper.

"You have to follow me closely." Morrel turned around, "We are already very close, and I don't want to look for you again."

"No, let's move on."

The sudden appearance and disappearance of laughter disturbed the wild wolf, but no one else heard the sound.The wild wolf frowned, thinking about what was going on in his heart.Asmodeus gave him a questioning look, the wolf shook his head, and Asmodeus turned back again.

The group hit the road again.

The ice pit gradually decreased, and the surface of the frozen lake returned to mirror-like smoothness.A strange fragrance of flowers wafted in the air, and a crimson color gradually appeared in the distance.

Although there is still a distance away, the scene in the distance can already be vaguely seen.

Both Wild Wolf and Asmodeus showed surprised expressions.

From the thousand-year-old ice, a flowering tree unexpectedly grew! ?

This is really a strange thing.

"Huh... finally here, I'm sweating all over. It seems that getting older is really useless." Lord Morrel exaggeratedly wiped his forehead, pointed at the flower tree with a smile and said, "Look, then It was mentioned to you in the letter..."

It's a pity that the wild wolf couldn't hear the next few words.

"It's decided, let's play the game of 'see who's the first to play the stinky old man'."

The little boy's voice appeared mysteriously again.

What! ?The wild wolf showed a surprised expression.

As soon as the little boy's voice fell, there was a sudden change, and the ice surface under the wolf's feet suddenly shattered!Countless pairs of translucent giant tentacles rushed out, heavily wrapped around his body, and then pulled down violently.

Things happened so fast, Asmodeus was bored watching Morrel play tricks, when he heard the voice and turned his head, there was nothing around him.

But in the blink of an eye, the wild wolf has been dragged down into the ice hole at the bottom of its feet.