Borozier took a step forward, a few notes spilled from his lips, and the surrounding atmosphere immediately changed - even the gray light and shadow immediately became warmer.
Mo Dong held the green dragon's shoulders and shook his head. Boroz paused and stopped. The illusion immediately disappeared, and the feeling of desolation returned.
Yi Cha looked on with cold eyes, then smiled and said, "What, just forget it?"
Borozier moved his mouth but made no sound. Modong still put his arm on his shoulder and looked at Yicha: "Do you really want to die so much?"
Yi Cha turned his hands, palms up, and soon they were filled with two handfuls of thick, black-fired blood.
"Generally speaking, I am the one who asks this question. Of course I have my own answer: no.
Now it’s my turn to ask, what made your attitude change so much in such a short period of time? "
Mo Dong smiled faintly.
"Izhaint, you may have misunderstood. My attitude has never changed. Even after learning about your radical arrangements for giants and djinn from Moroje River."
He dropped his hand from Bolozir's shoulder, and the green dragon held the doorframe wearily.
The black dragon stood beside him, his posture more upright and his demeanor solemn.
"But I can't stop other dragons from thinking too much. If the red dragon is to become extinct, I have to show the same sincerity to give advice. It's a pity." He shook his head, "I can't make such a selfless act at the moment. I can't take any chances."
Icha stared at him for a while.
"It's very practical. It's also in line with the current situation. I also see that what you said is true. So, what are you going to do to me now?"
"It may be a little overestimating to make such a request to a devil." Mo Dong said slowly, "But I hope you will not do anything that worries us too much in the past two days."
"How to say?"
"Please believe that I have no intention of targeting..."
"At least not now." Yi Cha laughed.
"Indeed." Black Dragon blinked, "Thank you for your cooperation. Now please follow me."
"Understood." Yi Cha poured the blood from his palm on the ground and stood up. "Let me receive a letter first."
He glanced past the skeletons of the black dragon, the green dragon, and the red dragon, and walked to the table to retrieve the letter.
Sure enough, there was a reply from Taliliqi.
Very critical. As he thought to himself, he slowly sat down at the table and sent another signal to Keqier. Then slowly open the letter.
Taliliqi's letter begins with a long, convoluted and meaningless verbosity. Yi Cha took a quick glance and found that it was a meaningless and indignant response to his poor etiquette and suspicion. It was worthless, so he looked at the next paragraph.
The next paragraph was an introduction to Naruf's recent condition. It was nothing serious. Icha didn't pay much attention to it. He continued reading and finally found the key point in an inconspicuous corner:
"You mean that little silver dragon."
It still started with that arrogant, disregarding Manling tone. "She has a little potential for dream eyes. This guy's physical and mental strength are not bad. Her dream break time should be a little later. I think you might be able to use it. How about it? Do you really want to Thank me properly?"
The Great Life Master's estimate of the time when the dream was broken was completely correct, and could even be said to be unexpectedly accurate. Yi Cha thought.
When Taliliqi left the dreamer's cradle, there should still be many dragons still dreaming.
Being able to accurately select Moro Yelifu among these dragons should not be as simple as simply saying "physical and mental strength are okay" in an understatement.
Dream eyes.
Isaac stared at the word for a moment.
The dream eye is the starting point of dreams, and dreams will spread from the dream eye, which is indispensable.
Dream eyes are usually rare substances or purified souls.
He still doesn't know how to use a complete dragon as a dream eye - there may be a corresponding method, but obviously this will only be one of the dragon's secrets, and he doesn't know it. Maybe Taliliqi knew the key, but it was too late to ask again.
Siluke
"Ok?"
Modong's voice came from the door. No urging, just a reminder.
Icha quickly scanned the rest of the letter - most of it was just meaningless showing off and bickering, with nothing to say. He walked out of the room. "Let's go."
Mo Dong walked in front, seemingly unfazed and never looked back. Beaulozier followed him step by step, glancing at him from time to time. When he saw it for the tenth time, Yi Cha made a face and stretched out his bright red tongue to lick his forehead.
The green dragon staggered at its feet.
"He wants to run away. We can't stop him." Modong supported Bolozier and said calmly, "We are now cooperating with each other. Don't make useless suspicions. Don't imitate Amazon."
The green dragon fell silent.
"There will be one less dragon in the restart the day after tomorrow. What are you going to do?" Yi Zha asked Mo Dong with great interest.
"That's what I have to worry about."
"You won't count me in, right?" Yi Cha said deliberately, "I'm not a dragon. Moreover, I have no idea of devoting myself..."
"Please don't say that again." Black Dragon interrupted him for the first time.
"I want to hear about your arrangements for Moro Yelifu." The sentence just now achieved its purpose, and Yi Cha naturally changed the topic, "I saw that she did not participate in your encirclement and suppression operation."
Mo Dong sighed softly.
"Mr. Chaint," he said, "please believe that, firstly, there is no encirclement and suppression operation. Secondly, you will see Moroje River Neglfagher soon."
They didn't know how many floors they went down.
Modong seems to be quite familiar with Dorsika East Castle and is not under the Silver Dragon. I think this may be because the two parties are married.
They walked until the air turned so thick that they could no longer see their fingers.
"Excuse me." Mo Dong said.
Take a look at a light spell on your fingertips. A tall fence gate appeared in front of him. He snapped his fingers and the gate opened. He walked inside and locked the gate from the inside.
Mo Dong then pressed his palm on the lock plate.
"By the way. My angel partner will still help take care of you these two days. Please treat him kindly."
Mo Dong took a deep look at it.
"Thank you." He let go. "See you the day after tomorrow."
He took Bolozir and left neatly.
Icha turned around and searched the dungeon. Sure enough, I found Moroje River in the corner.
"Izaint," she whispered.
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"Are dreams a response to imagination, will, and numerology, or a choice of the original dragon's mind? Today's dragons insist on the former answer.
This is also the answer to the so-called destiny of nature.
But doubts about this answer always exist. As the mysterious and powerful king of creativity, the dragon clearly has the ability to guide the direction of dreams with his own heart and brain. There must be elements of selection, elimination, and deliberate manipulation.
These unnatural traces of individual consciousness are shown in many dreams. Even dating back to the first dreams in ancient times.
This is the so-called 'tone'.
Is nature just a tone? Nowadays, the dream cradle has developed enough to be complex and mature, and talking about this issue is just a hypothesis.
But one can’t help but wonder, if the dream made the cradle develop in a different tone from scratch, would it be very different from the current situation..."
——"A Comprehensive Guide to Nine Planes·Dream Maker's Cradle·Overview"
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