Yicha listened attentively and didn't miss a word. It didn't take long to figure out the key. Returning to the Phantom Source Pillar requires four colored dragons to open, and one of the dragons must have the seal of the Earth Center Defense Black Dragon.
"I have a spare seal." Mo Dong was saying this. "It was handed over to me at the ceremony a few days ago. You will follow my command in a moment."
"The side that activates the Return to Fantasy Source Pillar requires nine adult dragons of the same color."
Bolozir took a deep breath, "Our colors match exactly, but my current strength is probably not even half that of an adult dragon."
"I can hold up an adult dragon." Yamaan said exaggeratedly.
"There are no other dragons of our kind who can contribute," Moroje River said.
"Please leave this to me."
Mo Dong's tone left no room for doubt. The three dragons were silent for a while, and Moro Yelifu looked at him intently for a while.
During the conversation,&nbp;&nbp;the roof of the cave above my head had risen so high that it was difficult to reach, like another layer of eternal night sky. They stepped through a huge dark blue arch. Yi Cha slowly asked, "What method will you use?"
"The defensive black dragon naturally has unique methods to deal with emergencies." Mo Dong said calmly, "I still won't answer this matter."
"Secret?" Yicha shortened the distance between him and the black dragon.
"Yes."
Yi Cha walked quickly to his side and walked side by side with him. "What I want to hear are secrets."
Mo Dong turned his head and glanced at him. The black dragon has a handsome appearance, graceful demeanor, and a peaceful face, and is no less energetic than other dragons. When Yi Cha met his eyes, he immediately realized that what he showed was all an illusion. There must be a fervent spirit coursing through his veins.
"You'll know. Demon." Modon said, looking at him.
There will be no further persecution based on the investigation. "What kind of god does the dragon worship?" He changed the subject.
"The Triangle of Creation and the Lamp of Confusion."
"Who is that?"
"It's a dream."
"The gods worshiped by the dragon are two dreams?"
Mo Dong glanced at him again and said, "Yes. We call them ancestral dreams."
"Who weaves it?"
"have no idea."
"Are they still there now?"
"After the dream was broken, it was broken like other ordinary dreams. It didn't last long."
Mo Dong's expression was calm, and Icha could tell that he was telling the truth.
He still kept staring at him.
"You are the Dragon King." Yi Cha suddenly said.
"In your plan, I will be."
"No." Yi Cha still stared at him, "You are now."
taxonomy. He originally didn't want to use classification to observe. At least Yamaan and Bolozir were not worth the risk for him to use.
The classification method is inseparable from the creation of shielding boxes by the Featherless. It is like a parasite that burrows into the skin. It burrows a little deeper every time it is used, and will eventually be adsorbed in the blood vessels of the body - for law creatures, this will become part of them. Every time it is used after that, certain small units in their bodies will be inhaled and obscured. Eventually the entire creature will turn into a large masking box.
For law creatures, removing this shielding box leaves them with nothing. Icha doesn’t yet know how abuse will harm me.
I don't think it will do any good.
But Modon’s secret is worth a try.
Turning an angle and sorting by identity, a bloodstone crown appeared on the black dragon's head. He held up a long glowing staff, as if he had experienced the coronation of the Dragon King.
Cha looked away. It felt like I was being stabbed between my eyebrows.
When he looked again, the crown and staff were no longer visible.
Mo Dong blinked slowly, not too surprised.
"You got it," he said in a tiny voice, "Don't expose me. Devil."
"Is this also a secret?" Yi Cha replied with the same volume.
"yes."
A certain tacit understanding was reached silently, and they looked at each other again.
Statues began to appear on both sides of the tunnel, and it suddenly became wider. A large machine like a keel remained silent and stood on a three-story high platform in front of it. After a closer look, it was roughly possible to tell that it was a special day and night instrument. ——It has stopped.
"Where's the black dragon of earth center defense?" They walked past the day and night ritual, and Moro Yelifu's voice came from behind.
"Maybe it's protected." Mo Dong said. Yi Cha heard what he meant. He said, "I protected them."
He is already the Dragon King. If all the black dragons guarding the center of the earth stop dreaming and lose the ability to take care of themselves, he does have the qualifications and responsibility to do so.
Moroje River accepted this explanation and did not ask any more questions.
"Tell me, who are you most optimistic about?" Mo Dong whispered to Yi Cha again.
"What do you like?"
"Among the three of them, who is the most qualified?"
Icha looked back. He actually has the answer. I was just thinking about whether I should tell Mo Dong. This answer won't do the dragon any favors.
"Morroje River Nigelfager." He said truthfully and smiled, "Why do you respect the opinion of a demon so much?"
"Because I am not hard-hearted." Heilong showed a faint smile for the first time. "To sacrifice one's fiancée without hesitation and endure such suffering would inevitably require the instigation of a devil."
"It's an honor. Can I guess that the sacrifice you mentioned is the source of power that can replace the nine adult dragons?"
"I'm afraid so. She will be the protagonist of the Creation Triangle."
"You have told me everything without knowing it." Icha chuckled, "The Triangle of Creation and the Lamp of Confusion. Two ancestral dreams. Four giant dragons, the numbers are just right. You will be transformed. For the new ancestral dream. Is this the so-called restart?"
"no."
"I guess not."
"This is... a wicked way." Mo Dong smiled, but there was no smile.
"A wicked way that only the Dragon King knows about?"
"Yes."
"What about your inheritance?" Yi looked at him.
"Start from scratch. Don't care. There's nothing you can do about it."
"Then there will be no Dragon King. You will be the last Dragon King. After the restart, the dragon can only fend for itself and drift without roots. It will face mature enemies and strange dangers.
There is no guarantee that the dreamer's cradle will be reconstructed. This is much more sinister than my proposal. You actually have the courage to make such a decision. Also told me. What are you enduring? "
"If you have ideas, you can help pass on our heritage and protect the new generation." Modong paused and said, "I've heard of you, Yi Chaint."
This is indeed a grand invitation.
Yi Cha smiled easily and stretched. "Yes. I have been here before. I asked some questions about dreams. By the way. I remembered that the person I asked about at that time was a black dragon."
"It wasn't me at that time." Mo Dong said honestly.
"Of course not you." Yi Cha smiled.
Just arrived in front of a metal door. Yicha stopped and looked at the black dragon.
Amazon, Bolozir and Morojelifu also stopped and looked at them in confusion.
They are like five little dots.
Yizha Chong Modong applauded, while Heilong remained silent.
"What's wrong?" Moroje River asked.
"fine."
Take a look at them. "Let's go back."
"Return?" the three dragons said in surprise at the same time.
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