Grete was frozen like a log on Tana's back, and she turned left and right, right and left, through many obstacles that he could not see, and jumped into the giant flower.
Then, in the gaps between petals, it rises, falls, turns left, and turns right, constantly changing directions.
Gretel was so shaken by her that she felt a little airsick. She had to hug the thorns tightly and kept refreshing herself: "You are turning too fast in this direction!"
What does it mean to make three consecutive 145-degree turns with a 45-degree downhill slope? Suddenly there were two roller coasters in a row!
Is this a test of our balance ability, or is it a deliberate attempt to prevent us from remembering the route?
"Don't try to remember the way~~~" Emerald Dragon Tana's cheerful voice drifted over: "The mystery lock here, the way in is changing all the time, there is no way to analyze it if you don't reach the legend~~~ Even if you reach the legend , there is no authority, there is no one inside to guide you, and you can't find the way..." I understand, could you please hurry up...or fly more smoothly...at least, don't stop so suddenly? !
Gretel was rocking on Tana's back until death. Just when he was about to burst out of his bile, the momentum suddenly slowed down, as if the Three Gorges, which was lined with rocks and swirling rapids, suddenly rushed outside the mouth of the Xiling Gorge: the mountains here are majestic, the water is flat, and from here onwards it goes After that, it is a vast and vast place.
Gretel let out a long sigh of relief. Tana also relaxed her body, spread her wings, and glided freely with the support of magic power.
After a while, she turned her body sideways and circled downward: on the center of the petals, or in other words, on the square at the bottom of the center of the building, dozens of legendary dragons were already guarding their positions. , waiting there.
Tana circled seven or eight times, and suddenly her body turned 90 degrees. At the same time, she tightened her dragon scales and shook hard.
Grete and the other three were shaken off by her, drifting and falling downwards: Looking around quickly on the way, their future mother-in-law, the legendary silver dragon Cynthia, was looking up to her right.
To his left, his future father-in-law, the legendary Silver Dragon Andre, left only a phantom on the field.
Looking at his attitude, he probably means
"I'm here too, and I'm listening too..." Further to the left, two or three steps away, Silver Dragon Elder Batista nodded to him and grinned - in terms of the dragon clan, The expression seemed to be a smile.
Cerela was the first to change back to her original form, landing between her father's phantom and her mother, and rubbed her mother's body affectionately.
Then, turning to his father's phantom, he flicked his tail, the tip of his tail
It penetrated the phantom with a "snap"... This move made the giant dragon nearby shake his head slightly and couldn't help but smile.
It was impossible for Grete to act coquettishly like her and land honestly on the ground in front of and to the left of her.
Annevia, on the other hand, seemed more cautious than Grete. After landing, he immediately took a few steps back and stood behind Grete on the left.
On the left and right, a group of giant dragons shining with various metallic lusters stretched out their necks slightly and looked at them with interest; on the opposite side, a group of equally huge dragons with equally intense pressure were in five colors. Some were standing, some were lying down, some were concentrating, some were pretending to be absent-minded, and they were watching them in various ways; among the two groups of giant dragons, there were some dragons with extraordinarily bright and shining colors, some of them were whispering to each other and pointing. There are people who dot it, and there are people who have various light screens and various magic symbols hovering in front of them.
I don’t know if they are discussing his paper, or discussing the future prospects and experimental plans, or discussing the gossip of various families, such as so and so who has not had a child for hundreds of years, and so and so who wants to have another child... Gretel suppressed his complicated thoughts and stood still.
For a moment, silver light flashed on the left hand side, and Elder Batista emerged from the crowd and turned to him: "Master Nordmark, thank you for taking the time to come and explain and state this paper to us. This paper is very important to us. The Dragon Clan is of extremely great significance, but we are burdened with heavy responsibilities and cannot leave, so we can only thank you for your special trip."
"It is my honor to set foot in the Sky Dragon City." Grete bowed slightly, saluted the old man respectfully, and then greeted the surrounding dragons: "If you have any questions, I will try my best to answer them."
"Okay." Elder Batista nodded lightly. I didn't see how he moved, the light around him flickered slightly, and the voice was already transmitted far away in the huge hall: "So, Master Nordmark, how confident are you that you can use the method you have developed now to help the Dragon Clan breed offspring?"
"I'm not sure." Grete said calmly. The hall was quiet and there was no response. It seemed that this answer was expected by many dragons.
Only Grete's gentle voice flowed unhurriedly in the hall: "So far, my method can only ensure the successful combination of sperm and egg, becoming a fertilized egg, and the first stage of development of the fertilized egg. Can it From the safe gestation to the laying of eggs in the mother's body, whether I can absorb enough energy, whether I can successfully break out of the shell, and whether I can awaken my true name, there are still too many ways to go - to successfully help the Dragon Clan give birth to offspring, I need More resources, more experiments.”
"So what you're saying is that you need dragons, real dragons, to join the experiment?" Across the hall, a pure black dragon took a step forward, and his voice rumbled: "Little guy, every dragon is ours. Precious compatriots, just use them for experiments if you want to!" As he spoke, overwhelming pressure rushed straight towards Gretel.
This pressure was heavy, sharp, and cold, with a murderous intent that made people breathless. Although he didn't say anything further, it was almost like threatening him face to face: Do you want to die if you experiment with dragons?
! There was silence all around, and no giant dragon took action or made a sound to stop it. Obviously, this round of pressure was agreed upon by everyone.
The pressure of the legendary dragon may have been amplified by the magic circle in the hall. Even if Gretel was equipped with enough defenses, it still made him turn pale and teeter on the verge of collapse.
The strange thing is that Annevia, who was two or three steps behind him to the left, was relaxed and had no feeling at all... Cerira snorted, took a step lightly, and half blocked in front of Gretel.
There was gentle laughter everywhere, and Grete breathed a sigh of relief, walked a few steps forward, patted Cerela's left front leg, and walked around to the front of the dragon's claws: "What I need for the time being are dragon beasts, a lot of dragon beasts. Conduct experiments on dragon beasts to overcome some difficulties, at least try to overcome the period from fertilized eggs to pregnancy and laying eggs. As for dragons joining the experiment - I can only say that there are always some dragons who hope to have Children, or those with more children. If they voluntarily seek help, or, as you said - join the experiment, I think you won't stop them, right?"
