[Western Fantasy] The Master is above

"Dragon egg?!" Igor immediately stared at the huge black egg in front of him, "Will it really hatch a dragon?"

Hill took two steps closer, wrapped his right hand with magic power, carefully avoided the high temperature of the dragon's breath, and gently stroked along the surface of the eggshell, "There are also life elements, and a dragon can be hatched without accident." .”

Just who can bring the dragon egg here?

Hill looked up at the bookshelf on the side, walked over and took out a notebook that had worn out edges and looked a bit worn out.

The Dragon Clan is the most domineering and violent race on the mainland.Especially for the cubs, it is the reverse scale of the entire dragon clan.As the race with the strongest fighting power in the Van Lance, the rare ethnic group and difficult reproduction seem to be one of the most important aspects to restrain them.

Under normal circumstances, the lifespan of the dragon clan can reach a thousand years, but the entire dragon clan may not necessarily have a dragon egg born in two or three hundred years.With such a rare probability, the Dragon Clan naturally regards dragon eggs and cubs as treasures more precious than all gold and gems.

But now in this small cave, a dragon egg with such a high life activity appeared—if Hill judged correctly, it was still a dragon egg that was about to hatch.But no matter how you look at the surrounding environment, there is no sign of adult dragons living.

Who on earth has the ability to get dragon eggs here from the guardianship of a few, or even a dozen adult dragons?

Moreover, the dragon eggs are surrounded by the breath of the adult dragon, and it takes about a hundred years to hatch.Looking at the surrounding environment, the time this dragon egg has been here is definitely not short.

Hill held the note in his hand, but flipped through a few pages, and the gully between his brows became deeper—on the yellowed paper, all the dark gold formulas were recorded.

Hill naturally has a little understanding of dark gold, which is essentially alchemy.But because it was too weird and bloody, it was separately called Dark Gold Technique.Now in Van Lance, dark gold is almost like a necromancer, a profession that is excluded.

Hill rummaged through the bookshelves for a long time, and finally found the same signature on several books.

"What's the matter?" Igor finally moved his eyes away from the dragon egg a little bit, and asked Hill, who kept looking for books next to him, "Did you find anything?"

Hill handed over a title page with a signature in his hand and let him read it for himself.

"Kesterbert? I seem to have heard it somewhere..." Igor lowered his head and tried to remember.

"Sefia." Hill reminded lightly.

"Ah!" Eagle raised his head suddenly, "It's him!"

Kesterbert, the first and only terrifying alchemist on the mainland who is crazy about dark gold.In his world, everything can only be divided into two categories that can be used as alchemy materials and those that cannot be used as materials.

There was also a case where living people were used as raw materials to refine alchemy, and he did not care about violating the taboos of various races.They are one of the few who are wanted by the entire continent regardless of race.

"However, I remember that he was arrested by the Temple of Light decades ago and executed in Sephia." Eagle stared at the signature on the corner of the book in shock.

People like Kester have been hunted down by several major races across the continent for decades.The news that he was caught and executed by the people of the Temple of Light in the end caused a small sensation in the mainland.Eagle was naturally impressed.

"From the perspective of time alone, it is reasonable." Hill wiped the dust accumulated on the bookshelf, "It is easy to preserve the real dragon's breath for about 300 years. And the hatching of dragon eggs also takes about a hundred years. The exact time of Kester's execution is 62 years. Judging from the life activity of this dragon egg, it is estimated that it is about to hatch. I don't know when Kester hid it here. "

Eagle nodded blankly, and Hill calculated and explained for a long time, but he only got one piece of news from it, "That is to say, Kester got this dragon egg from somewhere. Now Kester It's dead, and its parents don't know who it is? And... it's about to hatch?"

Hill nodded, "Judging from the current signs, it can be said so."

"Toffee!" Igor immediately turned around and returned to the dragon egg, his blue eyes burst out with loving light, "From now on, I will be your father!"

"Don't choose names randomly!" Hill couldn't help but want to touch his forehead, "...what do you want to do?"

Igor caressed the eggshell of the dragon egg affectionately, and said in a dreamy tone: "I have always dreamed of becoming a dragon knight when I was a child!"

"..." Hill: "You have thought too much since you were a child."

But now Igor can't listen to any words of Hill at all, and his eyes are full of that extremely cute dragon egg.He even felt that he had seen the sight of being able to sit on the back of a huge dragon and travel around the entire Vatican in the near future!

Hill didn't bother to talk to Igor, who had obviously entered a mad state.Continue to look at the items left by Kester in the cave.And Pudding, who had been turning around alone since entering here, finally returned to the middle of the cave, shaking his ears in doubt.

"Pudin, what's the matter?" Seeing that Pudding's state was really abnormal, Hill asked again.

Pudding responded with a small sound, but he couldn't express himself clearly, looking a little impatient.

"Are you looking for something?" Although Igor is now thinking about filling dragon eggs, he has always paid attention to the pudding's abnormality.Now watch Pudding circle around his own tail and focus on it too.

Just when the pudding attracted the attention of both Hill and Eagle, the giant egg suspended in the air on the metal bracket just above the dragon's breath suddenly trembled.

But Hill and Igor were still reading Pudding's complex body language together, and Hill raised his head suddenly when the dragon egg began to shake violently on the metal shelf, precariously above the dragon's breath.

It was only at this time that Eagle noticed that when he turned around, he was horrified to find that the shelf holding the dragon egg had fallen forward.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

But whether it is Hill or Eagle, it is still a step too late.With a crisp "click", the dragon egg hit the ground and bounced up again.

At the same time, the dragon's breath, which was originally directly under the dragon egg, was also smashed into sparks due to the collapse of the metal frame.Many small black flames jumped into the air and fell to the stone ground beyond the fireplace.

Hill and Igor were only paying attention to the dragon egg that bounced on the ground several times in a row and made a particularly terrifying "click" sound, and didn't notice anything else at all.

When the scattered dragon's breath splashed on the floor, it seemed that something was quietly ignited.The magical elements in the cave suddenly surged, and Hill only had time to grab Igor, who had just hugged the dragon egg in his arms, with one hand, and Pudding's tail with the other.Before he came to remind him, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

The cool night breeze blew across his cheeks, and the cold touch woke up Hill's chaotic brain a little bit.

Holding his forehead and supporting his body, Hill half sat up, holding his eyelids, and through his blurred vision, he confirmed that Eagle and Pudding were beside him.Only then did he close his eyes with peace of mind to relieve the nauseating pain in his head.

Hill sat there for a while, and finally felt that the headache like being pricked by a needle was barely tolerable, and found a bottle of refreshing medicine from the ring.After drinking the whole bottle in one gulp, I felt that my mind finally became clearer.

Looking up and looking around, Hill realized that at some point, they had moved from the previous cave to the open grass.Igor still held the pitch-black dragon egg tightly in his arms.Pudding lay beside him.And his staff and Eagle's epee fell not far away.

The surroundings seemed very empty, and the full moon with a hint of red light was hanging high in the night sky.The entire meadow looked extraordinarily quiet under the dark night.Hill slowly stood up and looked into the distance.

The meadow stretches as far as the eye can see, with no boundaries in sight, and no trace of any other living things.Only the occasional slight "rustling" sound when the evening wind blows across the grass.Everything seems so peaceful...

Hill picked up his staff and looked around vigilantly.After confirming that there were no other creatures around, he summoned a few more nightmares and asked them to explore in the distance.Then he picked up Pudding and went to wake up Igor who was still sleeping.

"Hmm..." After being forcibly awakened by Hill, Igor began to hold his forehead in pain just like Hill did just now.Hill downed a bottle of refreshing medicine for him, and it took a while for Igor to really wake up.

"This is...?" Eagle took the epee from Hill and looked around blankly.

"I don't know, pack up your things, we'll talk about it when Nightmare comes back." Hill also felt that the situation was a bit weird, and the most reasonable explanation now is that they accidentally encountered the teleportation array in the cave before.And judging from the current situation, it must still be a long-distance teleportation array-there is absolutely no such endless grassland in Misty Valley.

But Hill subconsciously felt that they must have encountered more than just a teleportation array this time.

The free magical elements in the surrounding air are very subtly different from those under normal circumstances.The proportion of dark elements has obviously increased a lot.

The author has something to say: Is the name of toffee more noble than milk? (*/w＼*) As for the friends who choose other names, those names with the characteristics of our Great Heavenly Dynasty, are you really serious_(:3∠)_

Thank you for the grenade from the little angel of the sleeve color cloth and another mine from the little angel of the thunder night, thank you for your support, okay (*^^*)(^*)