Take Taobao with you to another world

"Where, where have you met?" Bristol, who is still not familiar with human language, asked word by word. He was so pale and bloodless, and his face had a strange beauty, and he didn't look like a "human".

"That was a long time ago." Astaros said, covering the placket of his bathrobe, and walked to the door. "When I was still traveling in West Central Continent..."

"Didn't you become the throne at the age of 20?" Yajia followed him and looked up.

"That's what happened when I was your age," Astaros replied.

"...that was 40 years ago?"

The guards in the corridor and the passing female officer bowed and saluted when they saw the three people. The man who looked less than 30 years old on the outside, but was actually 52 years old smiled at Yajia, "I was young too."

"You are, indeed, still, very, young." Bristol, who was walking side by side with Astaros, patted him on the shoulder, and the electric arc crackled on the shoulder of the Storm Lord. Apart from this sound and light effect, see It sounds like an action between ordinary friends.As a powerful creature second only to dragons, thunderbirds also have a long lifespan. Bristol is "only" 115 years old this year. Compared with the average lifespan of this family of 350 years, he is still in the youth stage of human beings in the second half of their 20s. His half of Astaros was indeed "young" compared to him.

"..." Yajia could only clench his fist in his heart and try his best, even if he was old, he couldn't become such an uncle.

"The dragon claimed to be named Meravia. He was 659 years old at the time, and he should be 700 years old now." Astaros said, and then he paused subtly, and sighed, "That is really an amazing dragon. An ecstatic stunner."

"..." Jaga was only 12 years old, and Jaga didn't understand what he was talking about!

"It's, also, very, big?" Bristol reached out and gestured.

"Humans are like ants in front of him." Astaros laughed, "The strongest creature that only exists in legends——when he appeared in front of me, the solemn and profound beauty was beyond imagination. I lost track of time because of him, and even my heart stopped beating because of the strength that nothing can compare to it... I still remember the touch.”

Yajia lowered his head. For him, the winged monster that lived on the cold desert ice field in his dream was not so beautiful as it was terrifying—even if it was just an image transmitted through the void, it could He clearly felt the unreasonable toughness that only belonged to demigod creatures, and when he was swept by those shining golden pupils, even though he knew that he would not be discovered, his soul couldn't help but flinch.

But the affectionate tone of Astaros made him feel really weird, so he whispered, "The most important thing is that it's big enough?"

Almost all the residents of Baidu know that their monarch has a soft spot for ferocious and huge creatures. Except for the Thunderbird Bristol who lives on the top with a special status, the wide forest at the foot of Mount Asta is the exclusive breeding ground for this majesty. , countless ferocious beasts live in it, they are not only the pet of the Storm Lord, but also the unknowing guardians of the natural barrier.Except for the special avenue of audience, people who can come to Baidu from other paths have never appeared.

Of course Astaros heard Jaga's words, and he said nothing but smiled.Generally speaking, in this case, he acquiesced.

Bristol raised his hand and patted Astaros on the shoulder, "Sure enough, first love, it's all, no, okay, the result."

"That is indeed a pity," said Astaros. "It is a good thing that it will never belong to anyone, if not mine."

"..." The innocent young man Yajia wanted to turn around and leave, what was going on with this perverted feeling?

"But a dragon, bigger than a Thunderbird, why, I've never, from, my, people, heard of, its, existence?" asked Bristol.

"Because most of the time, it can only walk on the continent in human form." Astaros replied, and then he said with a little regret, "Compared with the main body, its human form is really lackluster."

"Why?" Bristol is inexplicable, as he is probably the only thunderbird that can change form, although he thinks the life of a human form is quite interesting, but after all, it is not as comfortable as the main body, and the joy of flying in the endless sky is not there. Anything can replace it.

"Insufficient energy, there is no food for him in Central Continent, or even if there is, it is not enough to supply the needs of such a creature to move on its own." Astaros said, "When I met him, he was already wandering on the mainland After decades, it has almost reached the limit. Sleeping is his only choice."

"Could it be that all the dragons in Central Continent starved to death?" Jaga asked in surprise, the image of the big-bellied lizard with wings in his mind instantly turned into a skeleton covered in green skin because of Astaros' words.

"No," Bristol said, "they were, were, killed."

"--Who?"

"I don't know," Bristol said.

"Even the Thunderbirds don't know?"

"We, don't know, there are many things." The Thunderbird, who was much more talkative than the appearance, replied.

The young man's curiosity was temporarily suppressed, "Well, it has been sleeping for 40 years, so that it can sleep back energy?"

"Of course not," said Astaros.

"Then what does it do when it wakes up?"

"He once said that if his child could be born, he would wake up no matter what." Astaros said.

"Young dragon?" Jaga's eyes widened in surprise, "If it is such a special existence, why didn't I foresee it?"

"The baby dragon may have been born before you," said Astaros. "Maybe it was just born and its energy was too low for you to notice. Maybe... it is existing in another form."

He smiled, "If what Meravia said at that time is true, the baby dragon that may have been born has the purest blood of this family, and in Central Continent where the father's body cannot guarantee survival, how should it survive? What? I'm interested in that."

Standing in front of the tall wooden door inlaid with gold and silver, the sword-wielding warrior lowered his head and silently opened the heavy door for the black-haired king. The moment everyone in the spacious inner room saw him They put their hands together and bowed to him.The front was slightly open, and the black hair was still wet, the Storm Lord walked in calmly.

"Where's Morpurgo?" he began.

"I am here, Your Majesty, please tell me what you need." A young man in a gray robe came out.

"Go to the other side of Middle-earth for me," said Astaros, "and find a dragon."

Middle Empire Boggs County.

"Hey, hey, what's that? It's so big!"

The guard on duty on the tower looked at the cloudy sky in surprise, and his companion raised his head attracted by his cry.

A long and straight road was cut in the heavy sky that was brewing with a biting ice rain, and the clouds formed a huge vortex like a stirred-up water flow. The thick lightning net followed the huge monster hidden in the gray clouds, and the human beings on the ground But it can only be seen that it has a pair of steel-like giant wings. This shocking and magical creature has gone away from the field of vision and flew into the sky.

"...Wow!" The two exclaimed together, and then their voices were drowned in the huge thunder that surged like a tide. The two guards had just covered their ears, and they were chasing after them amidst the thunder. The sharp and long howling pierced through the flesh and knocked them to the ground.

Although no one knows that this is a sonic boom naturally produced by a creature with an astonishing size and mass when it flies at supersonic speed, it does not prevent humans along the way from being seriously disturbed by it.

Thunder and lightning continued one after another, and the weather suddenly came and went, bringing an abnormal downpour.Amidst the pattering rain, the knight whose lips were blue from the cold had to speak in a roaring tone in order to reach his companions.

"Report to Earl Heinssen! Untraceable! It's too fast!"

The junior mage, who was dripping all over his body, fumbled around in his belt, but his stiff fingers didn't listen.

"Damn! If this continues, we're going to freeze to death! Call back!" The knight captain took a breath, wiped his face, and looked up at the still chaotic sky, "I'll fuck his mother's car, then What the hell is it!"

In a castle in Apela Province, which is adjacent to Boggs County, two men in robes on the watchtower looked at the vision that appeared in the distant sky. "It's amazing." Said the younger middle-level mage.

"Isn't that Thunderbird?" said another, whose belt and badge on his chest identified him as an Arcanist.

"Thunderbirds don't have that speed, and they don't fly in thunderclouds."

"But that direction...then it's their territory."

"The pair of thunderbirds just laid their eggs, which is when they are extremely sensitive to foreign invasion..." the mage said.

The Arcanist laughed, "That's worth checking out after the fact."

It seemed that even the rocky mountain was shaken, and even the earth was shaken by it. Countless boulders rolled down, and the smoke and dust of the stone powder rose in all directions, and they were engulfed by the cold rain that came in a flash and settled down.The deafening sound continued, and even in the distant forests, many wild animals ran away in fright.

The iron-blue long feathers pressed against the broken giant wood, the feathers on the wings were scattered, and the uncontrolled lightning flowed. One of the thunderbirds had obvious fracture marks on the wings. The huge bird lay on the ground in a dilapidated state. In the battle against the invaders just now—strictly speaking, there was no battle. The thunderbird, which felt the threat, had just flown to the edge of its territory, and it met with an astonishingly high speed. The coming black dragon.

Regardless of their strength, when the size and speed were several orders of magnitude different, the two Thunderbirds had no chance of winning and passed out in the collision. After being knocked into the air by the black dragon that blocked the route, the two Thunderbirds were inexplicably Another slam into the nearest mountain, causing a landslide of no small size.

Even if it was rubbed by extremely rough boulders, those huge scales, like magic armor, reflecting indigo brilliance under the gloomy sky, were still clean and flawless. Stone, although it is almost impossible for the dragon's face to have a human expression, but the pair of brilliant golden vertical pupils reveals a look that can almost be called "bewildered".

Then it raised its head.

Thunderbirds always build their nests on top of peaks, so the sharp corners of the peaks are cut off. Thunderbirds use their beaks, which are harder than fine steel, to dig a shallow dimple on the top of the peaks, day after day. Grinding with a sturdy body year after year, without material bedding, this bowl-shaped stone nest that has been ground into a smooth arc is the residence of this kind of creature that has lost the world for a long time.

Two dark blue eggs lay in this stone nest.

Adult Thunderbirds have a wingspan of more than 110 feet and a height of 30 feet. Their offspring are not small, enough to be surrounded by five people, but they are still very weak compared to the black giant dragon looking down on them.

The golden pupils looked at the two thunderbird eggs with black patterns flowing on the dark blue shells, leaned over and looked at them for a while, and after choosing the one with the weaker vitality, it opened its mouth to pick it up, and held it for a while. He raised his neck and swallowed it.

It ignored the remaining egg, and let go of the sharp claws that were dug into the mountain. The black dragon leaned back, its thick and powerful wings spread across, and a huge whirlwind rolled up. With unearthly agility the dragon turned and rose into the sky.

Heavy snow fell one after another, wrapping the world as far as the eye could see in a pure white silence.

Takla walked in the snow that was as deep as his calf, and when he opened the familiar door, the same lively atmosphere he was also familiar with came oncoming.

A group of mainly black-haired youths huddled at the other end of the room, carefully put the disc into the disc player, and after pressing the button, they all turned their heads to look at the wall-mounted LCD TV with uncontrollable tension and excitement. The scene that appeared, Takla only glanced over there, and went straight to his target.

The desk was moved, the technical books were neatly stacked aside, and the various drawings and drafts were also in their respective places. Although Yunshen considered the issues very meticulously, he was not very good at sorting out this aspect. Normally, Fan Tianlan Do it for him.Now that Fan Tianlan has something to go to the dormitory, Yun Shen is looking at the computer screen and thinking, but Takla's arrival made him raise his head.

"what happened?"

"He's leaving?"

Yun Shen knew who he was referring to, so he nodded, "He will go home after all."

"..." Takla was quite depressed.

"The prince said that these two years are very important for the growth of the tree elf, and staying in the outside world will do more harm than good to the child."

"Growth means..." Takla asked with his head down, "Is it that the little green hair will soon grow big, big?"

"I don't know the details, but they have entered the adult stage in a short period of time," Yun Shen said, "the elves are not low in height, so..."

In Takla's mind, the chubby, pink, and tender body-scale enlarged version was punctured by the cruel reality, and replaced with a green-haired, green-eyed version of the cold-faced prince—Takla was suddenly hit hard.

As soon as Fan Tianlan came back, he heard Takla leaning over with his hands on the table and said to Yun Shen, "Then can you give me a baby?"