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Fan Tianlan didn't respond to his words, he only said something that could be said out of the blue: "Is there a famine in the Aoge tribe?"

Ogg narrowed his eyes, then sneered, "Ridiculous guess!"

Fan Tianlan continued to ask unmoved: "After conquering Sashere, will you continue to go south to plunder the human territory?"

Ogg said: "I don't know when the human lords were so smart, and when Sacher's werewolves were so stupid."

"I want to verify his judgment for my master." Fan Tianlan said, "Then kill you, and the Ogg tribe will not cease fighting."

"I have four more sons." Ogg said coldly, "They will hunt you down until the end of time."

Fan Tianlan didn't continue the question. What he wanted to know was almost done. He slightly raised his eyes and looked at Meravia. After a short exchange, he said, "That was after you died, and now I want to leave."

Ogg was silent for a moment, "Okay."

It is a shame to be held hostage by an opponent who doesn't take it seriously in one's own camp, and it has a great impact on morale. Ogg was held hostage by these Sachel's visitors, and his guards surrounded him outside. Follow these werewolves and humans step by step.The black-haired human carrying Ogg is calm and agile, without any hesitation in his steps. The black-haired young man rarely looks to the side, but Ogg knows that if his subordinates make any moves, the human will react immediately Come over, he has almost no flaws in his whole body.

A formidable fighter even by orc standards, but it wasn't he who really threatened Ogg.Although he has only seen one or two survivors in the past few decades, at least he knows that this extremely special race among human beings is born without any talent for strength, and no matter how brave a warrior is, it is impossible to resist an enemy thousands of times stronger.

Those who are truly gifted with strength can.

Ska of Sahel is too proud to tolerate being interfered by someone weaker than himself. After confirming that he has left with Braland of Sahel, Ogg thinks that there will be nothing that can really hinder his progress.Of course he knew about the news that a group of human beings migrated to the border last fall, but that news didn't seem to be of any importance to him. Sacher raised a group of half-slaves, that's all.

It's not just power that determines something, it's the details that are occasionally overlooked.Ogg looked at the man walking on the right. The roots of his hair exposed under the not-so-tight turban were very bright. His figure was quite tall for a human being. Of course, he was not strong. There was something wrong with his body movements. Leisurely and graceful in this kind of occasion, although the other party has an unmanly face, Ogg instinctively knows that he is terrifyingly powerful.

"Human strength talent," Ogg said suddenly, "What is your reason for helping the werewolf?"

However, the gifted man of strength didn't give him any response, he didn't even turn his eyes, as if those tiger people with tense expressions were more noteworthy than him.

"Money, magic stone, status, protection, or something else?" Ogg continued to ask in a steady voice without relaxing his gaze.

After a while, the other party finally turned his face around, "Sorry, were you talking to me just now?"

Ogg can become the patriarch, of course it is not enough to rely on arrogance, "Is there a second power talent here?"

The male, who was more beautiful than any humanoid creature Ogg had ever seen, thought for a while, "You're not wrong. You just asked me why I intervened?"

"Yes."

"I just followed to see, not particularly want to help anyone." Melavia said.

Ogg looked at him sarcastically, "If you make a move on the battlefield, it means that you are on Sacher's side."

"Normally so," said Meravia, "but I really have nothing to do with those enthusiastic wolfhounds. I came here because I was hired to protect something for him."

"—Hire?" Ogg had a strange expression on his face, "Who?"

During their conversation, the black-haired young man with Ogg buttoned did not make any obstructive movements, but he did not pause for a moment in his forward steps. Out of the corner of Ogg's eyes, he could already see the figure behind the camp under the setting sun. grassland.

The human talent with strength smiled at Ogg, "'Far East Sorcerer'."

"I've never heard of this guy," Ogg said. "Where did he come from, what does he want?"

"I don't know much about him. I only know that he comes from a very distant and wonderful country. Of course, he is also very interesting." Meravia said, "When you finish this game, if you are lucky enough to survive If so, there should be a chance to meet him."

Ogg stopped and looked at Meravia's clear golden eyes, "Are you sure you can win?"

"Because I can't think of a reason why they lost," Meravia said.

Ogg sneered, "Human, I know you are strong, but do you think that my tolerance to you is because I am weak?"

A gust of wind with a fishy smell suddenly blew, and Meravia turned his head to look in the direction of the wind. Ogg seized this opportunity and suddenly raised his hand to grab the dagger in front of his throat and pushed it away. Fan Tianlan immediately pulled it across. Aoge's five fingers and half of his palm were cut off in an instant, but he himself also jumped forward at the same time, escaped from Fan Tianlan's range, black eggs flew from all directions at the same time, landed at their feet and snapped There was a crackling sound, and a thick smoke-like poisonous mist came out.

Fan Tianlan's pursuit stopped immediately.

Still looking in that direction, Meravia said to herself, "It is said that shamans are called 'witches' in the language of the survivors?"

The moment the poisonous gas rose, the tiger men who had been following them also rushed towards the crowd. The fog rose so fast that one could almost hear their hissing and spreading. Fan Tianlan flicked the dagger without a drop of blood, " Face!" he ordered shortly.Facing the sudden change, the werewolves and humans took out cloth scarves to cover their faces one after another, pulled out the weapons they had just retrieved, and at the same time attacked forward together with aspirations.

The poisonous mist manipulated by the invisible force did not move with the breakouts, because the target the controller really wanted to attack remained in place. Fan Tianlan retracted the dagger, raised his hand and pinched the short knife stabbed by a tiger man with three fingers. At the same time, he raised his right elbow and broke the shaft of a spear. After two muffled bangs, the two tiger men were thrown back sideways like leather bags, knocking several tiger men to the ground. Some Tigers backed away fearfully, but some bypassed him and chased after him. In this moment, the poisonous mist had spread over Fan Tianlan's chest and continued to spread upwards.

The chilling sounds of limbs being snapped sounded one after another in the dense fog, and after several tiger men were thrown out with their limbs intact, the poisonous gas completely buried Fan Tianlan and Meravia, who had been standing still all along, in a thick gray and black among.

Ogg stood up with the support of his subordinates. He looked extremely embarrassed when he ran away, his face with black lines was obviously pale, and he had no energy to take into account the majesty of his patriarch.Although his palm was not broken, his leg was still good, and his spine was not seriously injured, the afterglow of pain still lingered on him, tearing his soul together with the fear of the rest of his life.How long had it been since he had felt something like this?In just a moment, he really saw the face of death under the hands of the black-haired human.

He raised a hand and made a gesture to tell the tiger men in front to stop chasing those werewolves and humans. Those prey were not worth much, and he wanted them to pass the news back.The thick fog rolled in front of him, Ogg didn't hear the muffled coughing and struggling sounds that the poisoned person should have, and the people inside still didn't make any moves to break out, so he stepped back cautiously, letting layers of guards block him. In front of him.

A burly old man wearing a black robe came out slowly. He still looked strong, but his voice was 20 years older than his appearance: "You are too reckless, Ogg."

"Yaluri shaman," Ogg never neglected this important pillar of the tribe, "yes, I underestimated them."

Then he glanced behind Yaruli, the Bisari shaman was lying on the ground in the distance, blood was flowing under her body, and she was motionless. Even if she was still alive, she might not live for long.In fact, that human didn't intend to really kill him, but just intended to disable him to make it easier to control, but if the Great Destiny Technique is to protect the protected from harm, the bearer must be attacked more seriously.

In such a short time, he lost a bodyguard.

"It's not entirely your fault, they're special," said the Yale shaman. "I want them."

Ogg could no longer fully support Yaleli's desires like in the past, he looked at the poisonous fog.

Even though the line of sight was blocked by the gray-black fog, Fan Tianlan could still hear that the people who came with him had broken through the interception ahead, left the Tigerman's camp, and rushed to their respective mounts.The process was surprisingly smooth, and even some pre-prepared gadgets were not used.Although there were still orcs chasing after them, their castration was set.

Fan Tianlan slowly pulled out the long knife from behind and held it in his hand. The poisonous mist was confined in such a narrow range, and the concentration was so high that even the skin felt sticky. In the obscure environment, those silver hairs are still so bright.

Meravia walked up to him, "I told you so."

Fan Tianlan turned his gaze away, he didn't want to pay attention to him, and Meravia didn't show too much expression, but said in a tone that can be called cold: "Even in the form of a human, the body can be called our body. The best weapon. That sorcerer treats you with a human attitude, but you shouldn't get used to relying on these things."

Standing in the heavy poisonous fog that could take a person's life with just one breath, they could not only talk as usual, but their eyesight was not affected much.Fan Tianlan knew from the past that his body was different from ordinary people, and there was no need for Meravia to emphasize this point, even though he now has less and less in common with "human beings" except for appearance, but Yun Shen said It's not important.

"So?" Meravia's tone was cold, and Fan Tianlan's voice was cold as hell.

"You know what's the quickest way to resolve this war, just me and you. Just take a little time, no more than a night, and kill them all," said Meravia, " Since these cats are a nuisance to you and your conjurers, why waste time on them?"

Fan Tianlan looked at Meravia, who looked back calmly. This inhuman being, who once called himself his father, was only slightly older than him in appearance, and in the same age group as Yun Shen, had a pair of very special golden pupils , that kind of eye color should not exist in the nature of this world, and the idiosyncratic magnificence matches his appearance. After staring at him for a long time, it is almost heart-stopping. Even if the young people in the reserve team accepted this peculiar instructor, Few people dared to look at him, only Yun Shen and Fan Tianlan were able to face him without looking away, and even Takla was instinctively unwilling.

In such pale eyes, the pupils are still black.The saying that the eyes are the window to the soul is true in Meravia. Yun Shen never said what he saw. Fan Tianlan knew that behind these eyes was not the will of a "person". It's like an abyss, and under this dark and endless abyss, there is an ancient, violent and greedy horror beyond common sense.It was something that Fan Tianlan had come into contact with and was threatened by it. Although after losing control for a short time, that kind of thing was once again sealed by an invisible prison, but dormancy does not mean that the danger has been reduced much.

Having a person's appearance and emotions, there is also a different kind of cruelty and violence at the same time, the latter is closer to his essence, and the races in this world are too weak, and the things that hinder him exist, but the things that can restrain him are too much. few.

When Fan Tianlan saw him, it was like seeing his future self.

"This is not your war," he said.

"You have no reason to be bound by such weak rules," Meravia said.

"I am willing." Fan Tianlan said, "Besides, what does this have to do with you?"

Meravia fell silent, the kid really knew how to beat him.So he could only turn his eyes to the outside, looking at the group of Tiger Clan members who were waiting in formation, and said coldly: "In that case, we should go too."

That night, Yunshen received a report from Fan Tianlan leading a small team to the Tiger Clan camp. At the cost of four people being slightly injured and one seriously injured, they got to know the layout of the Tiger Clan camp. Most importantly, Through the tentative attack on the Tiger Clan shaman, they obtained the ability data of the shaman who was quite a threat to them.

"What an adventure..." Yun Shen sighed, and put the organized report on the desktop.

The next day, the three clans, who had no room for change, formed camps on the vast grassland, and they all came out as best they could.

The author has something to say: Compensation for one of the extra episodes

In the vast race archives of the Time-Space Administration, the dragon race category is consulted much more frequently than other intelligent races.Not only because the rare high-level dragon race is one of the five powerful races that support the operation of the Space-Time Administration, but also their particularity in the ecology and evolution process has attracted many researchers' great interest.

From a general point of view, the high-level dragon race is uniquely endowed with the power to continuously break through space and even time, and the body strong enough to survive in the center of black holes and galaxies. In the late period of the era of large galaxies, human intelligence has reached their own When there is a systematic C3 level, the average high-level dragon family used as a reference is S level.

They almost represent the extreme of individual evolution, and they are still advancing to a higher level. In order to explore this power, human beings once sought a gene from a certain high-level dragon, and got a response.It was even disturbing that the request was granted so easily, and after the study began, they knew why.

Non-replicable, non-spreadable amorphous genes... As the archives show, the advanced dragon race is not a group that can be copied. Each of their individuals is unique. The genes are completely different from the living body of the parents.Although called a race, the bond that unites them has nothing to do with blood memory.Some high-level dragons have been very powerful since birth, some are extremely mediocre, some are weak, and some were even human beings, so that some people once said that the so-called high-level dragons are just the time and space administration. A perfunctory name for the transcendent.

Meravia knew this much later, though he wished he never had to know then.As the contemporary Black Dragon Lord, he had the most powerful power in the world at that time, but it was not enough for the Space-Time Administration to include him as an observation object, not to mention that he has always been not good at thinking about complicated things, even if the blood in his blood Containing very important information, his pampered childhood and teenage years had given him little need to use them.

His elder brother Salvren thinks that his education is strict enough, but he is guiding him to learn dragon common sense and fighting skills, after all, it is not an ordinary young dragon. No matter how innocent and cute it looks, the reason why the Black Dragon Lord is called Being the Black Dragon Lord, of course, is not just because of his nightmarish appearance.

It, or they are an "instinct creature".

Of course, at least before Sarvron ascended the throne, except for occasionally eating creatures that were not in the normal dragon diet, Meravia's behavior was not much different from other young dragons of the same age.The elders of the Dragon Clan also discovered the fact that they were dating in private. Although there were still hidden worries, seeing that nothing happened for such a long time, they finally adopted an attitude of neither supporting nor opposing.

Later, at the ceremony of Sarvron's ascension to the throne, the youngest dragon king in history made a move that surprised all the dragons after his speech. Before the final ceremony, he walked down the jade steps against the usual practice The samurai dragons gave way to him in astonishment, and under the amazed eyes of the dragons, this handsome young man in a black royal robe walked up to a small silver-blue dragon who was blocked behind many adult dragons. , raised a hand, and stroked its lowered head.

The little fat dragon, who seemed a bit overnourished, turned into a slender boy with silver hair and golden pupils in front of all the dragons.

Salvren bent down to pick him up, and returned to his throne.

"He is my only brother, Meravia Yiqi, besides me, he is the highest ranking person in Dragon God Palace."

There was a brief silence, and then these words caused a lot of commotion among the dragons. However, the six elders came out one after another and bowed to the first will of the Dragon King since he ascended the throne to express their obedience. The chaotic voices gradually subsided down.

Salvren sat on the throne with Meravia, and watched tens of thousands of dragons of different lands and talents cheering for him under their feet. Large-scale magic with amazing effects was triggered one after another in the sky, and the shock wave of power was approaching. When the ground was blocked by the soft protective system, it turned into a more dazzling halo. In these brilliant brilliance, the vigorous spirit spread along the vast square to the surroundings.The way the Dragon King shows his power can be considered as the embodiment of the behavior style of this peak power in at least hundreds of years in the future.

The guardian and resurrection, the name of the future holy king comes from this.

Meravia, who was sitting next to him, raised her hand, wanting to touch the looming white lines in the air. They came from the group of dragons, woven into fine bands of light in front of Meravia. Elvron took his hand and pulled it down. Meravia turned her head and looked at her elder brother with a white halo floating on her body. Those intricate white silk threads disappeared when they approached him...or they were fused into it. In layers of light.

"what are these?"

"It's just a necessary ceremony." Salvren said, "This is the scenery I see from this position, what do you think?"

Meravia looked back at the dragons. Since just now, there have been all kinds of eyes chasing him. Even the insensitive man felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned his eyes to the mountains in the distance , Under the clear purple-blue sky, pink clouds linger on the steep black peak. Although bad news keeps coming from the outside world, the Dragon Clan territory at this time is still as calm as ever.Looking at such a clear and beautiful weather, Xiaolong couldn't help but imagine the pleasant touch of those strong air currents caressing his body when he was soaring.

"I'd rather be up there," he whispered. "Why do we have to be like this without wings?"

Salvren was silent for a while, his jet-black hair slid down his straight robe, perhaps because of this unique hair color among dragons, the young king had a peculiar melancholy aura when he was silent , unique power attributes and attractive appearance, among his many admirers are not only dragons, but also some bold foreigners.Although in terms of age, Salvren has just entered adulthood, and his ascension to the throne seems a bit hasty, but no dragon dares to openly question his power and qualifications to become the Dragon King. He always forgets his age.

"It's a formality," Salvren finally said.

"Form?" Meravia asked.

"In this world, power is almost everything." Salvren said, "The stronger your power, the more you get. This is a law recognized by all races."

"Isn't that so?" Meravia asked confused.

"This is the law among creatures, not the world. It is well known that as the most powerful race in the world, we have the most extensive territory and the greatest freedom. Correspondingly, we bear obligations commensurate with our status. You can think of this form as a proof of shared responsibility." Salvren said, "When I am away one day in the future, please help me take care of these tribesmen, and don't just treat them as food."

At that time, Melavia couldn't understand those implied words, but he remembered Salvren's instruction, although there were inevitably some small opinions, "But I will be very hungry if I eat other things. quick……"

Salvren touched his silver hair like clear water, "What you really need is energy, and I will find another way for you."

What he promised to Meravia was soon fulfilled.In fact, his promises to his brothers and kindred were never broken, and he acted almost impeccably as king.In a way, Salvren can be said to represent all the duties of a parent for Meravia. He takes care of him, protects him, and disciplines him so that he can survive without him, while at the same time Fulfilling his responsibilities as the Dragon King is almost perfect, if he doesn't like to kill, it can be regarded as his shortcoming.

What he said on the day of his enthronement was equivalent to deciding the successor behind him. As the most lustful black dragon lord, Meravia seemed to focus all her instincts on appetite, and had no competition with Salvren. Heart, brotherly harmony is not a bad thing in most power structures, but it is very inappropriate in the eyes of some dragons.

"Your Majesty, you have indulged Your Highness Yiqi too much!"

Salvren put down the letter in his hand, raised his head slightly, "What trouble did he get into?"

"Not yet, but you know that he is..." The handsome red-haired Dragon Clan coughed and blurted out the name.

"Don't hide that name, Silves," Salvren said. "There's nothing shameful about it."

The dragon elders in front of him were taken aback, "You want to make him public?"

"Meravia's power is about to reach the critical point, and the maturity period will not be delayed for too long. Now he can still be regarded as an ordinary little dragon, but the blood of the Black Dragon Lord will not stay asleep forever, and this matter is no longer a top secret." "The timing was just right for me," Salvren said.

"Just right? What do you mean?" The elder asked puzzled, and then his eyes widened, "Could it be that you mean...!"

"Time is running out. Fernand sent a message from the southern border. The scale of the upper void has become uncontrollable. A large amount of matter is escaping out of the 'world'. The situation in the east and northwest is not optimistic." Thrall Fu Lun said that opposite to his calm expression was the increasingly shocked expression of the dragon elder, "The speed of the deterioration of the situation is completely beyond expectations, those families can't last long, the king of the higher human race has sent me a message letter."

"How could this be? You have not been on the throne for 30 years, and your parents can at least..."

"That's true," Salvren said.

Silves lost his voice for a while, "It's so... Could it be because of His Royal Highness Yi Qi? It was his birth that seriously depleted the vitality of those two His Majesties! You should obviously—"

"At most one year later, I will go to the southern border and leave from there." Salvren interrupted him coldly, "If you still can't correct your attitude towards Meravia, I will consider replacing you. Silves."

There was a tinge of red on the fair face of the red-haired elder, "I was rude, Your Majesty." In any case, he should not doubt the existence of His Majesty Yiqi, he bowed his head to Salvren who was seated, "But I still Insist on my opinion, to support the Dragon Clan after you, the current Highness Melavia is completely unqualified!"

"That's because I'm still here."

"Then you should be more strict with him. How is His Highness different from those children who don't know the world now? How can you take on important responsibilities after you?"

Salvren put one hand on his forehead, looked at Elder Silves and asked, "How strict is it? As a young dragon, he has already learned what he should learn, and the only thing left is the process of natural growth. What do you think? Is it not enough, is it necessary to be so strict that he rejects me, fears me, and even hates me?"

Elder Silves remained silent.

"I know what you want, and I don't deny it, I can do it," Salvren said. "If I do it enough, he will rebel, he will want to take my authority, revenge on me. Everything about him. And due to the stronger fighting spirit in his nature than other dragons, he will mature in a very short time and cover the memory I left with his own shadow, and you will guarantee that he can do all of this .”

Silves couldn't refute the words of the young Dragon King, which was exactly what they expected.Salvren pushed aside the volumes of papers and letters on his case and stood up.

"It's a plan that sounds quite plausible," he said, "but it only sounds. As the Black Dragon Lord, the way Meravia achieves her dignity is very cold, and you know this as well as I do. Hurting him His trust is also destroying his responsibility. The best result of this approach is nothing more than the emergence of a second Arthursville, and 5000 years ago, the Black Dragon Lord spontaneously went to the "Eye of the World", what he did was not Duty or responsibility, the direct reason why he used all his strength and even his body to fill the eyes of the world was that he was extremely tired of his own life. But before he was tired, at least three races were extinct because of him, the earth and the sky The natural balance of the world is disturbed by his wantonness, the eye of the world is thus prematurely presented, and his self-sacrifice is only a kind of compensation for past crimes."

"However, he also brought stability for more than 3000 years..."

"So, this is your reason for distorting him?" Salvren asked, "Do you mind if I call you despicable?"

Silves lowered his head.

"Meravia is my only younger brother." Salvren said, "In order to give birth to him, my parents lost a lot of strength, which caused the Skynet on the Eye of the World to be insufficiently strong, and the time for protective support was greatly shortened , this is their choice, and the consequences will be borne by me, but Meravia does not belong to you. Even in the future, he will still have to walk the same path as me..." He paused here for a moment.

"At least before that, I want him to know that he is not alone." He looked at the red dragon who was sitting down, "Just take it as my last wish."

Seeing the young king's deep black eyes, Silves knelt down on one knee and said in a low voice, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Therefore, a large part of Meravia's character formation is influenced by Salvren.The power of the Black Dragon Lord and the meaning of this name have always been insignificant in Meravia's consciousness. Although Salvren's ability to express emotions is not outstanding at all, as he expected, Meravia is willing to give to anyone Like a normal little dragon, he stepped into the transformation period from juvenile to adult without any burden.During this time, Salvren received a second letter from the King of Humans.

And when the king of the human race sent the third letter to Salvren, the day of departure was already at hand.

Before leaving, the Dragon King went to his brother's bedroom.Salvren stepped into the gate of the palace, and the servant dragon and his personal guards stayed outside the palace. He walked alone in the empty palace, following the shining silver-blue road signs on the ground, he walked on a ground that was worn out. Behind the remaining half of the Dreadbeast skeleton was found Meravia, who was in an embarrassing period.

"Murvey." Salvren said softly.

Meravia evasively revealed half of her head, "...Brother?"

"I'm leaving," Salvren said.

"Huh?" Meravia poked out half of her mottled body, "Then, then I'll see you off!"

"No need." Salvren said, Meravia looked around to make sure there were no dragons around, and then moved out. Salvren reached out and touched his bald head, because the scales in this position are the first After being rubbed off, only a thin layer of new scales grew out, and the dark gray texture was in stark contrast to the shiny silver scales that remained on his body.

Little dragons in the metamorphosis period will always undergo great changes, and molting is just one of them.And the little dragons in this period couldn't change form, even Meravia was no exception. Although Salvren had slender hands and feet, it was difficult for him to hold that big head in his arms, so he just put his hands on him. On the side of his head, he pressed a light kiss on the side where a new horn should grow.

This is my last blessing as an elder brother.

"When I'm not here, you have to live on your own."

It has to be said that as elders, there is always a stereotype that they will give what they think is the best to the object of their attention and protection, but they don't care much about whether the other party is willing to accept these things.One day you will know my painstaking efforts, they always think so, and compared with the future Melavia, Salvren's handling method is rare and gentle.He told Meravia that he had a very important thing to do, and that it would take him a lot of time. Meravia had to learn to get used to his absence, and at the same time accept the teachings of the elders that status and responsibilities are Connected, he hopes to be just as proud of him in the future.

None of this counts as a lie.But they do no less harm than true lies.