"I can't force Moroje River to choose." Modong replied.
From the perspective of the past, this sentence is naturally more regretful than any other emotion. If there is any way to force Yinlong to choose the option he wants, of course he should implement it without hesitation. ..
"So at this stage, I hope to eliminate your influence as much as possible." Anti-Bone Dragon said again, smiling softly, "Perhaps it is overestimating your ability to compete with the prying devil. But tonight I beg you: anywhere Stop it. I'll do whatever I can to stop it.
We will be within each other's sight until my existence dies. This time it is no longer about temporary peace. "
Except for the harsh sound of him mentioning "devil" again, Yi Cha didn't hear the meaning of overestimating one's capabilities.
Without any other communication, each side confirmed what the other knew about the "Five Stars."
The choice of Moro Yelifu, the content of the Ancestral Dream, and the future of the dragon should be one of the most important themes in the future.
Modon used himself to make Moro Yelifu, a rare unqualified person, obtain the qualifications for the complete Ancestor Mengmeng Eye, which is a certainty.
At the critical moment, he laid out the cards in his hand, put on a desperate posture, forced himself to stay here, and tried to control the final direction of the situation...
"It's a defensible reason, but it probably isn't all." Yi Cha said.
"Indeed." Mo Dong said leisurely, "There is another reason."
"What is it?"
"Lonely."
"I'm so lonely." The black eyes under the red crown blinked slowly.
This statement is true as always. This is true now and may even be true for a long time to come. It really wasn't even like it was said to him, but just a self-confession to the air.
Yi Cha didn't answer for a while and turned to look at the dark group of dragons - fortunately, he had plenty of time to be silent.
The number of black dragons protected by Mo Dong is indeed quite large. There is no doubt that the total number of three thousand can be easily achieved. This will also save the time of searching for the remaining survivors in the great migration.
Yi Cha glanced at the black dragons - their expressions were expressionless, not because they were powerless but because they chose silence. He could understand what methods Modong used to preserve their energy and energy under the Broken Dream.
It should be separation meditation. There has always been such a method, but it does not apply to his plan for the other three tribes. Therefore, he did not inform Moro Yelifu.
Mo Dong also did not tell Mo Luo Yelifu. Icha realizes this.
Thinking of this, it seems that we can clearly know what "loneliness" means.
But the black dragons are in such good shape that they shouldn't be so taciturn, tools, wooden, and mechanical. If they were still sane, there was no reason not to react to his reckless attack on Modon just now - even though they rationally shouldn't.
But not all of them are so cold and rational and can make such bottomless forbearance. The dragons can be said to be the race with the strongest individual consciousness. If they did not have such a foundation, their dreams would not be so powerful.
Something is unusual here.
He tested it out at great risk. "You have to take great risks before you know there is no danger there." Yi Cha reminds me of the words in "Basic Probability".
He then remembered a sentence from "Breathe Deeply, Whisper Softly":
“The tree of freedom, confidence and nature, water it and it will bear the fruit of infinite possibilities.”
Regardless of whether this ancient dragon proverb is fundamentally right or wrong, it is indeed the spiritual creed and foundation of the dragon clan.
There is only one anti-bone dragon, one in 120,000. All black dragons - even if they were once just mediocre alternatives, Modon got the location of the Earth Guard Black Dragon and the possibility of survival, and they should not have listened too much to the Anti-Bone Dragon's instructions. The status of the dragon is not a decisive factor for them. The resulting relationship of obedience is even more dubious.
As if they heard what he was thinking, two other black dragons came up, one on the left and one on the right sitting beside Mo Dong.
One of them is the old black dragon who has shown hostility several times, and still has that dark look that is rare for giant dragons. The other one was only half the size of Modon. It was weaker than the other dragons and was about under four hundred years old.
Icha picked up the cup and put it down again - when he put it down again, the cup cracked into two equal-sized pieces.
He slowly poured tea into two small teacups, as if he didn't see the other two dragons, and pushed the other cup of tea towards Mo Dong.
"The number of surviving dragons seems to be guaranteed." Yi Cha said, "There is no need to worry about the energy consumption of restarting. The remaining colors are left." He looked at the Guihuan Source Pillar where the light was flowing - it was stretching towards the air. Each colorful arm came out - the adult form of dream energy, "If you want to restart, do you still need four different colors of dragons?"
"Each side needs a dragon of different colors to open it." Mo Dong answered while looking at the tea cup.
"No wonder." Yi Cha nodded, "I see."
"I see." The little dragon repeated his words childishly, tilting its head, "What?"
"I've always felt weird."
Yi Cha chuckled lightly and said, "Why are there four sides to the Huanyuan Pillar? The number of the dragon is three. The more core things are, the more they should follow this ancient formula."
"The race of Meng is free. There is no need to follow any rules!" The old black dragon said coldly.
"Aren't you afraid of arousing the disgust of the Creation Triangle when you say this?"
The old black dragon stared at Yi Cha, Yi Cha stared at Mo Dong, and Mo Dong stared at the tea cup.
Anti-Bone Dragon did not reply. The old dragon said again with an excited voice:
"The ancestor is broken! Even if it has not passed away, we will not be bound by it everywhere. Everything here is created by us, and we have complete control and complete freedom!"
Yi Cha nodded slowly, "It's very convincing, if not all the magic circles here are triangular - even the patterns are triangular."
"Why does it have to be three?" Xiaolong looked at them back and forth with his black eyes and interjected: "There are only two in the Ancestral Dream!"
"That's right. Why?" Yi Cha smiled and replied in the same tone, "Could it be because one of the ancestors' dreams was eaten?"
"Ah! Why? Who ate it?" Xiaolong asked curiously, stretching out his hand to check his wrist, "Tell me, tell me!"
"alright."
Mo Dong coughed, and the old dragon and the little dragon fell silent instantly. "You are right. There is no need to argue." He smiled, "Three is indeed the preferred number for the Dream Maker's cradle. We respect nature, and of course we will not do anything that goes against the flow of nature. As for why we returned to the Phantom Source Pillar It’s all around…”
"Because it's not." Yi Cha said simply, "It only has three sides. Only three kinds of heterochromatic dragons are needed to open it."
"That's right." Mo Dong said.
"Also." Yi looked at him. "Three is one. The three dragons in front of me are all you."
"That's right." The old black dragon and the young black dragon said at the same time.
"All the black dragons here are you."
"That's right." All the dragons said at the same time, letting out a long, whistling sigh:
"So lonely."
