Yi Cha actually wanted to continue talking. Moro Yelifu hurriedly stopped the topic from drifting away: "Wait a minute."
"Didn't I make it clear?"
Yi Cha stopped and looked at her kindly, "Which point?"
"Almost every bit."
Moroje River looked at him stiffly, her energy allowing her to stand up straight again.
"Why am I one of the five names of the stars? I do have Dream Eye potential. I know.
But definitely not a lot. Rare dream eye potential is not uncommon, I know of at least five-headed dragons. If I could really become the Ancestral Dream, I would have been chosen by the elders to be the successor of the Silver Dragon and be carefully trained.
Since I don’t have one, it shows that I’m not qualified. Besides, if I can become the Ancestral Dream, then why should we spend such a price to restart it? "
Moroje River felt much more relaxed when she said this.
The grief of the broken dream also caused great oppression on her mind. She had to contend with the gradually dull consciousness and increasing irritability, which made her unable to think with all her strength to deal with the ever-changing situation.
Now that the fatigue is gone, the true intention emerges naturally. To her own surprise, she found that she had put life, death, and other sacrifices in the past.
"Maybe it's because you're not qualified?"
Yi Cha glanced at her face, seeming to observe her expression, "Otherwise, the necessity for me to come here will be lost."
"Ah, look," he said before Moroje River could reply. Then he turned toward the window.
In response to his light call, everything began to vibrate, including the room they were in.
The noise started, the window lattice cracked, and fine stone flakes and dust rustled down from the top of the head.
The earth outside rolled up solid waves, like endless herds of elephants sprouting from the ground. Moroje River quickly realized what was happening——
The giants kept their promise and prepared to migrate.
The clansmen were still in the hall of the fortress. Moroje River immediately became alert and turned around to leave. Yi Cha pulled her back and said, "Ke Qier and I have already taken measures."
Moroje River bit her lower lip and returned to the window again.
Alternating light and dark.
The giants have been flying up in series, like a large continent rising into the sky, leaving depressions on the surface. The buzzing and breaking sounds are endless.
Some mountains disappear and some change. The giants flew into the distance with torn vegetation and buildings on their heads.
The remaining material structures shook in the violent shock waves, and many of them collapsed. Those that did not collapse seemed to be supported by invisible air pillars, but they were also shaky.
Giants flew past their windows.
He waved to them kindly like a soldier - the golden sheep squeezed into his arms, and its two small black eyes looked outside curiously.
Moroje River clung to the window lattice.
"If dreams cause the cradle to collapse..." She looked at the crumbling geography and did not continue.
"There will be no collapse. But losses are inevitable."
Isaac stroked the sheep's golden coat. "We only did the minimum level of support. Centered on the East Castle of Dorsika, it covered the territory of the red, green, black dragon, silver dragon, and the cradle core. The other guys have to rely on their own luck. Let me make a prediction Well—I guess it’s probably not good.”
Bang!
The bronze and stone chandelier above their heads came loose and hit them less than one meter behind. The demonic fire inside began to flow on the ground, and the hell hound barked happily and began to lick it. Soon all the flames were extinguished, and the room suddenly became dark.
But none of them looked back.
"What?"
Moroje River looked at Icha in disbelief. "Do you only keep the territory of our four tribes?"
"There is also a Man Ling manor. But I think you won't care too much..."
"These will not be restored on reboot!"
In the distance, a mountaintop suddenly fell to the ground and exploded into pieces, which was accompanied by Moro Yelifu's cry, "The material foundation will not be restored in the dream! In other words, even if the restart is successful, the area of the Dream Maker's cradle will also be restored." There is only such a small piece left! Even if the giants and djinn return again, it will be difficult to rely on and accommodate them! Then, then..."
"Um."
"After restarting, it will be twice as difficult to reconstruct the dream!" Yicha's attitude made Moro Yelifu calm down a little, but she continued, "Restarting is not a safe idea in the first place! The development of the dragon has to start from scratch. Start! Now even the material foundation has been so damaged..."
"You're recovering well."
Yi Cha interrupted lightly, "I never said that we were doing insurance."
"In addition, the giant will not return to the Dreamer's Cradle. Neither will the djinn." He added.
Moroje River stared straight at Icha.
"What do you mean?" she said carefully.
"Literally," Icha said.
Moroje River suddenly turned around. The devil held her back again. Bang! One wall was cracked in half, the ceiling pressed the room into a trapezoid, and dust settled on their shoulders.
"What are you doing again?"
Yi Cha smiled and spoke in an extremely peaceful tone, but his hand did not relax at all. A red mark appeared on Moro Yelifu's wrist that he was grabbing.
"Where are Modon and Borozier?" Moroje River asked coldly without trying hard.
"Where they belong. Rest, save your energy, and wait for the restart."
"Heh. Can you also make them sleep? Since you can give us dreams back, why do you do these unnecessary things?" Moroje River sneered.
Yi Cha suddenly became extremely serious.
"Miss Silver Dragon. Do you understand or not?"
He pulled Moro Yeli closer to him little by little, and said in a sharp tone, "I let you enter the golden dream of Nesis, so that you can now be active in front of me and vent your temper.
Your sleep, a gift from Nesis to the Messenger. Why do you think He called you to be a messenger?
Haven't you tried it? Even if you have energy and will now, the dream still cannot take shape. If I could lift my finger and solve the dream-breaking tragedy, do you think I wouldn’t do it?
Moroje River Nigelfager, I don't mind at all the anger, discrimination, confrontation, murderous intent, or lack of nature of others, but I am very much against stupidity. Please don't be stupid, please. "
Amidst the crackling sound, Moroje River raised his head, met Yicha's eyes, and looked at him.
He answered slowly:
"Nesis called me as a messenger because of my characteristics, my willingness to sacrifice and your recommendation - maybe you also paid a certain price.
But that's just because the value I can provide exceeds the cost.
If you could solve the dream-breaking sorrow quickly, you would do it. But this assumption does not exist.
In the current complicated situation, you naturally have your own plans. I won't underestimate you anymore, you can connect with Nesis. All I have for you now is awe—"
"And disgust," she added, then felt it was unnecessary.
Boom!
The ceiling collapsed again a few feet. Yi Cha stared at Moro Yelifu without moving.
He suddenly smiled again.
"correct."
He patted the back of Moroje River's hand with his other hand, then snapped his fingers, and both of them were immediately clean. "You're not stupid, that's great."
