Take Taobao with you to another world

The first memory comes from a pair of hands cutting him out of his mother's womb.

"He is the last one." A boy's voice said, "There is only one last step left in the technique, and we have come to the node."

"For this genocide blood sacrifice, the people behind it have been preparing for at least decades. Now the ruling family has a population of more than [-], and all the forces of the hundreds of thousands of affiliated races have gathered in this son. His talent and life force will He has grown to an unimaginable size, and he will also be the son of vengeance." The King of Man asked, "When you are king, how will you judge this matter?"

"Why judge? I should love hatred and death." The boy said.

"This is the duty I entrust to you," said the King of Man.

"Then, I'll take him," said the boy. "Since a certain noble family is so eager to break the curse by eating the baby's flesh and blood, I will let them see the baby, and then protect him from harm." Survive any harm until adulthood, and after that, it's up to free-will choice."

He opened his eyes, and in a blur of light, Astaros pointed to his forehead.

Many years later, in the city of enemies, he picked up a crying baby on the ground in a bloody room.The crying stopped, and her small tender fists spread out, grabbing the hem of his shirt, and looked at him with wet eyes, but were blocked by his palm.

The slender eyelashes brushed his cold skin, and someone whispered: "This is their last pure blood, Your Excellency, please leave it to me."

He said, "I want a family that can adopt him..."

"but--"

"It is His Majesty's will," he said, "to keep him."

"...Yes, Your Excellency."

"Although I never made such a will, I only said that you can do whatever you want," Astaros said, "Is this what you want?"

"I want to stay by your side." His voice was as soft as a ghost, it was the echo of his hollow soul, not a causal emptiness, but before that, his majesty had taken shelter from him. the price.

The Human King sat high on the throne, and he looked at him, then laughed.

After waiting for a long time, Astaros said: "Since you already know everything you need to know, then, from today, you are the Grand Duke."

A long, long time later, the day with the darkest memory.

"He is dead," Astaros whispered in his ear.

The Duke slowly opened his eyes, and there was nothing in the golden eyes.

After a long time, the Duke whispered: "...we have failed."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," he said, his voice far and low, "this unexpected accident."

"It's not surprising," said Astaros. "For sentient beings, especially humans, the most valuable parts of their lives are concentrated in love and hate."

He flicked his fingers and cut off the pipeline between the two. The golden channel hung down from between the two and dissipated into star foam. The Duke stood up from the throne. Because of the interruption of the blood connection, he staggered while following the king. Suddenly, Astaros caught him with one hand.

The hall was empty, and the obsidian ground clearly reflected the reflections of the two people. The King's shadow was powerful and bright, but the Duke was so pale that he was almost transparent. He covered half of his face with his hands.

"You predicted today's result." He said with difficulty.

"Since I feed on the soul, how can I turn a blind eye and focus on the fiery love?" Astaro said, "After you responded to him, the contract of the soul began to take shape, and the birth of the new blood deepened this feeling. Relevance, after sensing the great crisis you encountered, he just made the most faithful response."

"Loyalty to you is not a priority, and it should be considered a betrayal," said the Duke. "I chose the wrong person, and I committed the same..."

Astaros said: "You have chosen the most correct."

The duke did not speak.

The bitter wind blew from outside the high platform, and the chests of the golden armored puppets buzzed and resonated. The wind raised their black hair. Astaros looked at the black sky in the distance, "I have obtained the fire, after today, I will descend into another world. From the embryo, from a human being, I will gain power, I will conquer the land, and I will open the filter to welcome all who cross the world."

He smiled at the duke, "I shall be king until I am reduced to dust."

The Duke looked at him, the lost consciousness slowly returned, and the pain burned his reshaped soul. In the slow, deeper and deeper pain, he closed his eyes.

"I... will do my best for you."

"You just need to live." Astaros said softly, "Don't forget, you are the hope of life."

He later went to the battlefield and found nothing.All the flesh and blood were annihilated in the violent storm of power. It was the Saint King Dragon who derived the battle records from the crystallized land, allowing him to see the process.

He thanked Sheng Wanglong for his help, and said, "I have a request..."

Sheng Wanglong accepted the request, "If this is your decision, then there is nothing wrong with it."

Suddenly, he remembered a similar conversation. It was a summer night filled with the fragrance of flowers. Behind the heavy and light gauze curtains, everyone who talked knew that he was beside him.

"My love is like an endless fire, and there is no room for it but you." Someone said softly.

"That's not a good reason," said Astaros.

"But it's true." The voice said with a chuckle, "I don't expect you to understand such a selfish desire, I just want to fulfill this one and only wish, and I beg you to fulfill it for me."

The Duke stopped and looked sideways behind him.

The fluorescent fruit illuminates the hanging jewel tassels everywhere, and the silk curtain is as light as mist, drifting slowly in the night wind, casting ambiguous shadows at his feet, and he saw his majesty leaning on a soft couch, The collar of the casual clothes was open, revealing a strong chest, a pair of slender and soft hands gently resting on his shoulders, silky black hair hanging down to his chest, the King of Man raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful face in front of him.

As a woman, the beauty of the Countess is a model. The gown exposed her slender neck and graceful shoulders to Astaros' eyes. Her slender thighs knelt between his legs, and her red lips were bright. He could smell his breath, and his long eyelashes almost touched the tip of his brow.This was originally a seductive pose, the fragrant evening breeze, the hazy and psychedelic lights, the charming men and women, this should be a picture full of sexual tension, if one of the protagonists is not Astaros, but The other didn't have eyes like that—

Those burning eyes.

What burns is not love, but life.

"I shall refuse you," said Astaros, "but this is your true wish, which you place before your duty and your life, and I cannot refuse this sacrifice."

She smiled, then moved closer to him, kissing the side of his cheek.

"I accept your body and soul." Astaros touched her cheek with his fingers, "You will stay with me at the moment you expect."

The eldest daughter of the Rajel family was "accepted" by His Majesty the King. This incident caused a stir among the nobles. After the former King left, His Majesty Astaros was no longer restrained. After a day of harshness, even though the order maintained by cruel means has allowed many families to survive and grow, there are also many nobles who prefer the healthy competition of natural selection, but their demands have never been valued by Astaros. Presumptuously surpassing all previous kings, no family or person can shake his will.The Duke seemed to be an exception, but the Duke himself was the King's most loyal follower, so when the King and Yulia Rajel appeared hand in hand, the nobles almost thought they were going to have a queen.

Then, in front of everyone, Astaros "transformed" the young and powerful woman.

She became part of the Immortal Palace, "with him".

It was an impressive ceremony, and it was requested by Yulia. Some people said that it was her revenge on the family. She possessed such power and achievements, but they denied her qualifications to inherit. Add to that some undeserved obsession with His Majesty that makes her so unhappy with the marriage partner they have prepared for her, as if she is just a tragedy that broke away from her family's attachment in extreme ways.In addition, although she has won a little honor, she has not brought much benefit to others. Her family has at least cultivated her so valuable, so she must at least leave something behind, right?

The nobles thought that this might be because the family had a problem with the education of young people. Although Duke Rajel had been working hard to get compensation for his family, his other son who had high hopes seemed to think that pursuing "conspiracies" was more important. Because he never believed that his sister would give her soul for stupid reasons like revenge or love. This was just a reason for Astaros to weaken their family. As a warrior, Yulia was far inferior to Agares who had no foundation. A guilty person is easy to control.

Standing out among the young men the Duke had taught, Hadnan Pa Rajel had an infectious confidence that the world was supposed to be the way he imagined it to be, and he was an ideal candidate.He was able to become the king not because he proved the loyalty of the Rajel family with the blood of the rebels, but if they had a little loyalty, Duke Rajel would not be filled in the new palace, and his soul would suffer day and night.

He is only fit to be in that position when His Majesty Astaros is away.

There had been a better man, but he betrayed the duke.

Astaros believed that Agares had made a reasonable and appropriate choice, and only the Duke believed that he had been betrayed by him.In his long life, he never regretted any decision until the one and only exception.

On that hazy spring night, he pinned a flower he had picked to the skirt of a young man's dress, and looked at him with a smile.

"I want my eldest son to have the best blood, preferably... born of love," he said. "Would you like it?"

This is where the pain comes from.

The Duke never thought that one day he would be able to feel the existence of that child. When he asked the Holy King Dragon to send it to another world, it didn't even have the basic life form. Before that, he had already arranged a child in that world. Other bloodlines were given out, they are flesh and blood separated from his body, without the slightest extraordinary power, the only special thing is that at the right time, they will invade the body of the original species of life on the other side, so as to breed different Novel individuals subject to any exclusion.They—they will be born, old, sick and die like the original species of life, only the memory will be passed down from generation to generation, hidden in the depths of their souls, waiting for a certain moment to come.

The child, which was almost impossible to be born, was born and is waking up.

After waking up, if he can find the bloodline fragments scattered everywhere and devour them, the power he gains may be enough for him to find the floating city abandoned by the master, even if only the ruins and skeletons remain, but there must be someone The inheritance of another blood relative.

The Duke thought again of that face, of those eyes that had always looked at him, of those moments when their souls were closest.

Even if everything is in the past, life and death cannot be reversed, no matter how hard the time is, as long as there are people alive, the memory will continue.The shaking of the great seal and the continuous reaction caused by the outbreak of the Dragon Lord's power allowed him to establish a connection with the only official bloodline, but since the return of the Dragon Palace, the Duke has not informed anyone, and has never planned to activate the third spirit vision, borrowing the child eyes peered further.Now that he has awakened, he will definitely be able to live until the time when the two worlds are connected, although he and the Duke will never meet - the channel is almost completely one-way, but at that time, the Duke may be able to truly understand through other means. Seeing him clearly, seeing what he and another person have created together after they have grown.

At that time, as the unwilling father, he will send him a gift.

A gift that keeps him from feeling alone in that world.

—————I am the divider of love—————————————————

Takla sneezed suddenly.

"Didn't sleep well last night?" Weiers asked casually, and handed him a piece of straw.

Takla wiped the tabletop casually, then balled it up and flicked it into the wastebasket.The paper mill improved its technology and sent a pile of inferior paper that was an early experiment to the military camp. This pile of waste paper that was rubbed would be torn, and most of the uneven thickness of waste paper was sent to the toilet, so that the recruits who had never seen the market got used to keeping Good personal hygiene - since it breaks when you wipe it, they have to learn how to wash their hands carefully.As high-level figures who should set an example, Takla and Weiers were also assigned to a group. After official duties, they would knead them into solid balls one by one with glue, and use them as bullets for glued wooden guns. It is one of the prizes for outstanding students in military training.

After stuffing the last paper bullet into the box, Wells took out a report.

Takla browsed the report with great interest.

"It's very interesting," he said.

"Let you go there?" Wells asked.

Takla grinned at her, "He won't."

"He" of course refers to Yun Shen, everyone's "sorcerer".

"Some time ago, he talked to you once." Weiers crossed her fingers and looked at him with her chin resting.

Although it is almost an honor to be interviewed by a magician, when the appointment turns into a long conversation, it has another meaning.The people he interviewed often have problems in work and life, and these problems are difficult to solve within the framework of their own work, and need to be raised to a higher level.

"Just a little problem..." Takla said as he threw the report on the table. "Some interesting questions."

The author has something to say: a bonus episode

"See?" said Astaros.

The Duke followed his gaze, and his gaze passed through the luxurious and flashy black hall, and he saw a person beyond the shadow of his clothes and temples.

After meeting the Duke's gaze, the man bowed his head and saluted.

It was a young nobleman, tall and strong, with short hair and a pair of quiet eyes.Even knowing that he had been spotted, he didn't look away after raising his head.

He was looking at the Duke.

The Duke smiled politely at him, then lowered his eyes indifferently.

How did he need His Majesty's reminder to notice such a gaze?

"He has a visual talent?"

"Descendant of the Hawk family, you should know better." Astaros said, "He drank your blood."

"...I forgot," said the Duke. "I did teach him."

He finally remembered.

That was a long time ago. At that time, he had just stabilized his status, and the nobles had to accept the fact that he, a new nobleman with a suspicious background and mixed blood, was the successor of the king. Then, a family expressed goodwill to him, Gave him a bunch of presents.

"The matter of spiritual plague is so significant, and the family is willing to provide you with any help within its capacity." The other party said, "These are experimental materials carefully selected by us."

"Oh?" the Duke said, resting his chin, and he looked at one of the beastly children.

"Come here," he said.

Before the escort picked him up by the back of the neck, the child came out by himself. The leather rope tied his hands and connected his feet. His feet were covered with scars, and every step left blood marks, which made him Walking slowly, but without hesitation or trembling, the child came closer and looked up at him.

The Duke looked at him, at that thin and sickly face, and those calm blood-colored eyes.

The Duke laughed.

He said to the visitors: "I fully feel your sincerity."

Most of those children survived, and that boy was the one who recovered the slowest. He was still left in the Duke's Star City until the spiritual plague was completely over.He was well cared for, but the treatment never worked out well for him, and the duke spent some years with him at the time, having some new visions to realize in his domain.For the relatively long life of the higher races, this period of time is neither long nor short, not enough for a teenager with dozens of toxins flowing in his blood to become an adult, just enough for them to leave some impressions on each other.

Later the boy recovered and left Starnest City.

Agares V. Yue, this is a striking rookie nobleman. It has been a long time since no one has been able to break through the iron curtain barriers set up by the nobles and enter the stable order they are proud of - the Duke is not counted among them. He "may" be the illegitimate son of the previous king, and the current majesty does not seem to deny this speculation.The way this young nobleman rises is quite simple and rude. Elegant and reserved nobles will not like such a reckless man, so although he is extremely handsome and has a good temperament, he can only stay on the edge in such a social occasion In this place, only the wife who likes to hunt men would talk to him, and soon, he was tricked out of the hall by one of them.

The Duke watched with interest as he helped her go out in confusion.

"You have a good student," said Astaros. "He's on par with Yulia."

"Yulia... I'm sorry," said the prince.

"It's a pity." Astaros said, "However, she is just a microcosm of the fate of the race. Between strength and longevity, she chose strength. The others are probably worse. They want everything."

"So they probably won't get anything." The Duke said, "I can only extend her life for another 20 years. This is the limit of my ability. When the inevitable moment comes, the process will be very fast, not Give her more torture."

The short-haired Fufu who was brought under a silk tree suddenly raised his head and looked towards the distant terrace.

The breeze lifted the curtain, and a soft voice laughed and said, "If a woman gives up her strength, she will easily become a domestic animal. Suffering is just an embellishment in battle, and death is a natural law. The thing that matters is not the length of time."

A petite woman in patterned armor lifted the bead curtain with a knife handle and walked in. Her black braids swayed gently with her footsteps. When she stepped into this place, the whole space seemed to be illuminated by her for a moment.

The Duke saluted her with a toast.

The Countess sat down intimately beside him.

"I heard that you are thinking about your heir recently?" She asked as she took off her wrist armor.

The Duke smiled.

She hugged his waist with a smile, leaned over and kissed his lips.

The Duke accepted her kiss openly.

"It's the only time I regret that I'm not a male," she said. "It would be a great honor to be in your blood."

"I don't ask for blood," said Astaros, "only that he was born as expected by his parents."

"That is inevitable," said the Duke.

His Majesty just looked at him with a smile, without further words.

For the Duke, offspring are only an inevitable choice for a certain stage of physical development. One of the important reasons why his family group suffered back then was their very strong fertility, which is extremely rare among nobles. Probably due to their not-so-pure aristocratic blood, coupled with their unrestrained and enthusiastic personality, they are not picky about their marriage partners-this is why they are so weak, and they couldn't find the master of the conspiracy until they perished. I am afraid that even the last bit of blood cannot be preserved.

Regardless of status, the duke has so much room to choose a mate, maybe he can even cross the barrier between the dragon clan and the human race, but since he is the crown prince, he should naturally consider carefully the matter of bloodlines.Although as long as he wants, he can use his own blood to create a new life, but the result obtained in that way can never surpass his body, so he first needs a partner.

Marriage is not required.

Marriage is a customary alliance ceremony among nobles. Although an excellent individual can make people willing to pay the price of being tied up, women like Yulia are rare. In addition, she already has her own heart, and her body cannot withstand more Change——Her body is now just a container for carrying strength, and has lost most of the characteristics of life.The aftermath of His Majesty Astaros taking away his soul power back then caused others to misunderstand the duke's preferences, but gender was never an obstacle for the duke to choose a partner, and he was more inclined to bear the burden of conceiving by himself Responsibility, because the mother's body is stronger and better, and among the nobles, no one has been able to test the lower limit of the Duke's strength.

Yulia, who had changed her attire, invited His Majesty to the ball. The Duke walked out of the inner room and came to the terrace. Leaning against the railing, he saw a young nobleman who had just walked out of the shadows of the trees. One button, deadpan, the aftermath of power in the air, and a charismatic lady storming off the other way.

The duke was not surprised by the failure of the seduction and flirtation, and he smiled amusedly when he saw the eyes that looked back again.

Agares stopped in his tracks.

The Duke once forgot about him for a while. Memory is a wonderful thing. Sometimes it can react between two distant individuals. There has been an exchange of blood between them. This has surpassed the connection between most nobles. As long as a person's body and soul are intact, it is still possible to find traces of the erased memory. His memory of him is to provide this pure-blooded nobleman with a signpost to go back.

The Duke didn't know that he had never forgotten, including the hatred between them-there is no other word to describe their past of killing each other except hatred.

He shouldn't have chosen him.

"Do you want to?"

asked the Duke, his tone very gentle, his eyes lowered, and his eyes moved up from the flowers and leaves quivering in the wind, and fell on the handsome face that was frowning.His invitation caused the other party a lot of trouble, and this realization made him smile, maybe it was the effect of the hazy night, he looked different from usual—although there were not many moments when he took off the mask, when he When looking at a person like this and smiling like this, one can almost forget the whole world.

The Marquis of Agares was silent for a while, "I am deeply honored by your attention." He whispered.

Then he stretched out his hand to the Duke, and when the two of them clasped their hands, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and hugged the Duke.

The Duke was a little surprised.

A strong hand ran through his black hair, pressing him to the broad shoulders, and the somewhat prickly short hair brushed against his ear, and he heard the Marquis say, "I seem to be in a dream..."

"If this is a dream," the Duke asked him, "what do you want to do?"

The Marquis let go of him slowly, then stared at him.

"I think……"

The whispers dissipated in the wind, the expression so relaxed, bordering on nonchalant, disappeared from the Duke's face, and a shudder crept up his spine.

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1. The reason why the Duke always wears a mask is that the author wants to give him an easily identifiable label, and the other reason is his special constitution.

2. He can give birth to children, super able to give birth.A male body can give birth, and a female body can of course also give birth. When it comes to the third sex, he can do whatever he wants; he can give birth with a partner, and he can give birth without a partner. After the partner dies, he spends most of his time researching how to give birth quickly and well. child.

3. So Tata has many, many younger brothers and sisters... For example, the entire aerospace motorboat that took the Duke home before, those on the tarmac, and those in the hive who are undergoing virtual reality training.

4. This is the gift the duke will give him—with so many younger brothers and sisters, he will never be bored.

5. The main task of the Marquis Agares when he appeared in Central Continent was to help the Duke release test-tube parasites...so in a way, Wells is also Tata's...sister?

6. Tata's father in this world sensed Fan Fan's egg before it appeared. When it was formed, there was no human body nearby for parasitism, and it was a half-embryo with Tata, so it looked very sick.Among all the hosts, he is the most similar to the Duke, which caused Tata's gender perception to be confused for a period of time when he was a child.

7. Fan Fan's female mother gave birth to him very easily. She hoped that Tata would look like his father, but unfortunately... Tata: Is it all my fault?

8. The duke is a master of biology and physics, and a straight-faced face control, but Tata is a scumbag in the second half of the middle school, and his appearance is also... It must be his other father's fault!

9. Marquis: It's all my fault.

10. The Duke likes children, the Marquis doesn't like them at all.