"What!!!??"
Zhuoer took a few steps back suddenly, his eyes wide open with shock and disbelief.
It took a few seconds for Zhuoer to slowly calm down his inner doubts.
But this scene, in Jiang Bai's eyes, took on a different meaning.
It can be seen that this man, whose whole body is covered with gray mist, should have extremely high prestige and status in the Creation Continent.
Otherwise, after hearing this explanation that sounds so absurd to the world, Drow, as the queen of the Celestial Dragons, would not have the slightest doubt about this statement even if her views were shattered.
It is also enough to prove this person's status and prestige.
"That……"
The confused Zhuoer seemed a little nervous, "Then what should I do?"
"Marry Boya and become the new Queen of the Celestial Dragons."
"Why?"
Drow asked.
"Logically speaking, I shouldn't be the one to tell you the news."
The gray mist standing in front of Drow was billowing.
"But the death of the previous generation of Heavenly Dragon Lord was too unexpected. There were some things that he didn't have time to tell you."
"In the bloodline of the Tianlong people, every one hundred thousand years, there will be two descendants whose bloodline is closest to the bloodline of the true dragon. These two people are fixedly a man and a woman. These two people are also called the sons of Yalong."
"Let me ask you, who was the strongest Heavenly Dragon Lord of the previous generation?"
The light in Zhuoer's eyes flowed, and then he slowly said a name.
"Botnis, that was the Lord of the Heavenly Dragons from a hundred thousand years ago."
"Yes."
Hui Wu nodded and continued, "This is a fixed rule. Every hundred thousand years, the son of Yalong will lead the Tianlong people to glory. This is the words of your ancestors."
"But there is another meaning. It has always been passed down orally by the Lords of Heavenly Dragons before they died. Obviously Shia couldn't tell you before she died."
"What!?"
Zhuoer took a step forward, and his expression became nervous.
"Compared to finding the True Dragon Clan, the glory of the Celestial Dragons is not worth mentioning. This may be the last hope that the True Dragon Clan gives to the Creation Continent, that is, the children born to the two strongest Celestial Dragons in history have It is extremely unlikely to give birth to a drop of true dragon blood! This is the opportunity for the Tianlong people to truly prosper!"
"What!?"
After hearing this, Drow suddenly took a few steps back as if he was struck by lightning. The shock on his face was even worse than before.
"You mean..."
"That's right."
Gray fog directly interrupted Zhuoer's words, "So from the moment you were born, your fate and Boya's fate have been arranged. No one can separate you two, because you shoulder the responsibility of The hope of the Tianlong people, the hope of the Creation Continent.”
"That……"
Drow's eyes flashed with light, "Then why were there no sons of Yalong before?"
"hehe."
Speaking of these words, Hui Wu's mood obviously fluctuated.
"No, I said it, it's just a very low probability, or it can be understood as an extremely slim hope, but no matter what, as long as the Tianlong people are still there, as long as the Son of Yalong is still there, this rule must be followed. This is fate. !!!"
After Gray Mist finished speaking, Drow stopped talking.
Her head was lowered and her expression was complicated. It was obvious that thousands of thoughts were running through her mind at this moment.
After a long time, Zhuoer suddenly raised his head.
"What about the previous Sons of Yalong? Except for the one who became the Lord of Heavenly Dragon, why have I never heard of the remaining Sons of Yalong?"
"Do you know what conditions are needed to give birth to this slim hope?"
Hui Wu asked rhetorically.
"have no idea."
Zhuoer shook his head sincerely.
"The soul and blood of a son of Aragon need to be sacrificed."
"Do you understand now?"
…
At this point, the screen began to break and spin.
Jiang Bai, who was listening in rapt attention, suddenly reacted, his face full of shock.
"Fuck!"
"Is this still happening?"
"Are Tianlong people so awesome?"
"Is this how the plot goes?"
"It seems that the land of Boralus is not as simple as it seems."
"And those real dragons this guy talked about, are they true?"
"Is the catastrophe that Chuangshi Continent will encounter be the invasion of strange demons?"
"Where does the real dragon go?"
"You can't be wiped out by a nuclear bomb, right?"
For a while, many question marks appeared in Jiang Bai's mind. After listening to this conversation, instead of feeling relieved, he became more and more confused.
But one thing is for sure.
"It turns out that little Tilias is not the child of the master, but the child of the Celestial Dragon named Boya."
"And it seems that little Tilias is also an important person, so has she given birth to true dragon blood?"
Read on.
The scene changed and it was hundreds of years later.
At this time, the Chuangshi Continent was filled with smoke, and strange demons invaded every corner of the Chuangshi Continent.
Jiang Bai knows this plot.
Little Tilias is controlled by the mental whipper Vigus, and the frantic Drow is heading to Mogu Mountain alone, looking for Vigus to rescue his daughter.
This memory is from Mogu Mountain, but the picture is always blurry.
It was so blurry that Jiang Bai couldn't even clearly see Wei Gusi sitting on the pure white throne. He could only hear the woman's extremely coquettish laughter throughout the whole process.
In order to save Tilias, Drow agreed to almost all of Vigus' conditions. She completely let go of her mental defense in front of Vigus.
This also led to Vigus successfully invading the drow's brain and controlling the drow.
When the picture gradually became clearer, Zhuoer's eyes had turned scarlet.
"No, why is this memory so vague? And it's intermittent and seems fake."
Jiang Bai kept staring at the pure white throne in Mogu Mountain, but at this time Weigusi had disappeared.
As the drow became demonized, the memory images began to break and spin again.
The next few scenes are all fragmented and fleeting, and Jiang Bai can also get a rough idea.
It turns out that the real purpose of Vigus controlling the drow is not to take advantage of the combat power of the Celestial Dragons.
But for experimentation.
Jiang Bai didn't know what the specific experiment was, but Jiang Bai saw a huge blood pool from those broken pictures, countless hanging Tianlong corpses, some complex devices, and suspended above the blood pool. Little Tilias.
Although he doesn't know what these guys are doing, Jiang Bai can be sure that this is not a good thing.
And from beginning to end, Zhuoer is always present in these scenes and experimental scenes.
But at this time, Zhuoer's eyes no longer had any emotional fluctuations, they were just cold and numb, staring at everything in front of him.
And from time to time, Wei Gusi's charming laughter came.
Until the memory fragments flash to the last picture.
Everything was as usual, except that an unexpected character appeared on the screen that shouldn't have appeared here.
"Fuck! Gray mist!?"
Seeing the gray fog at the edge of the screen, Jiang Bai couldn't help shouting.
