"What if you don't degenerate?" Yi Cha interrupted.
"That seems... not bad." Borozier's pale face showed doubts, and his voice was more suppressed than protest, "How can we prevent all dragons from degenerating?"
"It's not all the dragons, it's the four of you." Yi Cha leaned against the silver-gray table in front of the four chairs. “I can record your current state and then help you return to it after degradation.
You will still be as weak as you are now - but as long as the power of dreams returns to you, you should soon be back to your original state. You will retain your experiences, lessons, and inheritance, which can be taught to your fellow humans. There will definitely be a tough time, but you have the opportunity to avoid detours and get on with it again. "
The four figures on the seats all looked at him, more or less frowning, but no one answered.
"You will become the Dragon King of your clan." Yi Cha raised his legs and sat on the table, swaying carelessly, "How about it?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere changed again.
The red dragon Yama'an opened his mouth, and seemed to have forgotten what to say, then pursed his lips and remained silent. The green dragon Bolozir frowned deeper than before.
Moroje River's expression didn't change much, only her voice revealed a hint of worry, and she asked
"Why can it only include the four of us?"
Yi Cha raised his eyes and looked at her, "You want to retain all the inheritance? This is not to stop the degradation, but to return to the original state. It will consume my energy. Besides, the four of you are enough."
"not enough."
Borozier answered in a low voice and hesitated, "We are all just young dragons, and we know too little... I have only mastered less than half of the Requiem, let alone the difficult music scores. If only Most of the music would be lost if I were left alone. Besides, I have no idea how to teach other dragons."
The ominous light of the demonic fire shone on his face, full of desolation.
Amaan puffed up his cheeks, and after a few seconds he vented his anger, "I'm about the same."
"You know our situation very well." Moro Yelifu said.
"I said we should avoid taking detours, but I didn't say we wouldn't take any detours." Yi Cha blinked, "You can figure out the rest by yourselves."
He clapped his hands together. "I think the conditions I proposed are quite good. You can consider it yourself."
"It's still possible for us to fall asleep again." Bolozir slumped on the back of his chair, looking at the other dragons, helplessly asking for help. “The cost of restarting is too high.”
"I agree to restart. The conditions are acceptable." Mo Dong said calmly.
Yama'an's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he did not speak out to support the green dragon, nor did he express his support. He obviously has the same worries as Borozier, but it seems that the title "Dragon King" is very tempting to him.
Yi Cha tilted his head and looked at the lonely and helpless Bolozir.
"Do you really think you can still sleep? I thought you had tried every possible method." He said sarcastically.
The answer can be read from the green dragon's expression. The young dragon must have made all his efforts, but to no avail. Things have been deteriorating at an accelerated pace.
The tired dragons looked at each other and fell into uneasy silence again.
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Not long after, Yicha and four dragons arrived at the rift valley leading to the center of the earth.
After the dream faded, what remained was a large rugged black hillside. They slipped between the two largest pieces that were close together.
There is a downward passage between the two mountain walls. Modong, who was originally a candidate for the black dragon guarding the center of the earth, led the way. Yi Cha used a thin connecting thread to stick to the four dragons to provide help at any time and walked behind.
They staggered, and five shadows first lengthened in front of them, and then continued downward, quickly blurring into the darkness nearby.
"I still think this is not a good idea. Restart..." Bolozier said sadly from the front.
He revealed his true embarrassment and doubts, and was completely heard by Yi Cha from behind.
"Don't we have any other options?" Green Dragon's voice was a little embarrassed.
"Then you might as well think about it yourself."
Yama'an has regained his composure, and arrogance reappeared in his tone,&nbp;&nbp;"Do you want to evade the responsibility of being the Dragon King?"
"I really don't want to be one. I haven't thought about it either." Bolozir's voice suddenly became cold, "Individual gains and losses are not something we have to consider at the moment."
"Innocent." Yamaan snorted.
Yi Cha listened to their argument in boredom and almost yawned.
A thought suddenly broke into his mind. He himself had fallen asleep at Doshika East Fort yesterday. The shepherd's golden dream was intact and unharmed by the broken dragon's dream. It was working very normally, and nothing prevented him from falling asleep.
Insomnia is for the dragons. It's perfectly normal to think this way. But I always felt like something was wrong.
Also, the number of these final dreambreakers left is a bit of a coincidence. And they are all in a critical state where they can no longer suffer from excessive fatigue.
If he had come a day late or a day early, this would not have happened.
It's directed at me. he thought. Of course it was aimed at me by the way.
Then he realized that Moroje River was close to him, and he was at the back of the line with him.
"Why bother. You don't have to do that." Yinlong said softly.
"What kind?"
"Treat Amazon like that," Moroje River said.
"I understand. You think I'm too violent." Yi Cha smiled.
"I just think there is a better way." Moroje River showed no expression, "If you use violence to make them surrender, the cooperation you get is not sincere."
"Sincerity doesn't matter."
"Anger leads to the disaster of resentment."
"Is this a proverb from the dragon?" Icha said casually.
Moroje River glanced at him.
"Let me tell the truth, young silver dragon." Icha said, "I am a devil, and you are dragons. When you see me, what you see in your eyes is a vicious and pretentious person. Outsiders would never think that a kind-hearted person with a warm heart could come from hell.
I can't make you feel that way.
For my face is the face of a devil, and your eyes are the eyes of a dragon. You are born with arrogance and only see slaves, insects, enemies and irresistible destroyers. When I try to interfere with you, I have only two faces to choose from, slaves or destroyers. My choice was obvious. "
"I don't think so." Moroje River said seriously.
"There are always exceptions. I have seen it and I don't deny it." Yi Cha shrugged. "But my strategy was right."
"Maybe."
They continued downward. For a while the only sound was the dull sound of footsteps on the rock face.
Borozier turned in the wrong direction and quickly returned to his group.
"We should talk about the next steps of action first." He said towards Modon's back.
"Don't worry." Heilong didn't even look back.
"No. We need to know." Yama'an said, "We will be brothers and sisters of different blood. Regardless of our previous identities, what we need most now is to respect each other as equals. Unity."
Mo Dong laughed softly.
Yamaan and Bolozir looked at each other. Don't even know what he means.
"Unity. Okay."
The voice of Black Dragon Modong, as deep as the deep sea, came, "Then I will explain to you how to open the Dream Source Pillar, the mechanism for restarting the dream. Now listen."
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