Chapter 8: The Homecoming Dragon

Just after noon, the sun shines through the cold air, shining on people, with a slight hint of warmth, and the cold ice season is like sand and dust in the wind, quietly disappearing, disappearing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Joshua, led by Hotaru, came to the stables.

In the stable in the backyard of Beppu, only the black war horse lived, and now it was bent on all fours, its body coiled, and it lay quietly asleep on the haystack, its huge body rising and falling with the rhythm of its breathing, and streams of heat poured out of its body, making the air around it as hot as a summer day.

"From the very beginning, Kuro's body became very hot, and when I touched his body with my hands, I even had the feeling of touching fire."

Hotaru put away the brush in her hand and roughly described the problem, and then she asked a little strangely, "Hei has been normal lately, and when he woke up, he didn't eat anything strange, why did he suddenly change so much." ”

The girl seemed to be a little unable to understand this kind of thing.

Joshua didn't speak, his eyes stared, and he swept the body of his war horse seriously.

After a while, he exhaled, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, it's not a big problem, it's just that the bloodline has initially awakened, and the flesh has begun to spontaneously absorb the power of magic and the elements." ”

Qiao Shuya seemed to be in a good mood, and he continued to speak: "I didn't expect it to be a spontaneous awakening, in addition to my reasons, it seems that the bloodline of the Black Ancestor is not weak, but the mutation produced this time is not big, which means that the concentration of the bloodline is still a little shallow." ”

"Bloodline?" Hotaru whispered to herself, "Will it become stronger when it awakens?" ”

"The divine machine has no bloodline, and you can't rely on this to become stronger." Without looking at the girl's expression, just listening to the tone, Joshua knew what Hotaru was thinking in her heart, ignoring the girl's somewhat regretful sigh, his eyes swept away, and the energy flow in the huge body of the war horse, and the subtle changes in the depths of the flesh were all visible, and the warrior said to himself: "In this way, the potion does not need to be configured so early, what we need to do now is to find out what kind of demonic beast and what kind of dragon the bloodline on the black ancestor is, and then increase the concentration of this bloodline as much as possible." ”

After deciding on the next plan, he asked Hotaru to find Rin, took a crystal test tube from the study, and then took a little blood sample from Hei's body, this war horse was briefly awakened for a few seconds when the blood was taken, but after seeing that the person next to him was Joshua, he simply tilted his head and continued to sleep.

Putting away the crystal test tube that preserved the black blood sample, Joshua looked at the black war horse with a thick fire element gathered all over his body, and couldn't help but have some anticipation in his heart.

The bloodline that can gather such a rich fire element...... Where did it come from?

In the city, the wind blows, making people feel a hint of warmth, and the weather is starting to get warmer day by day as April approaches. The winds that rose from the Central Black Forest swept through the forests and over the mountains, passing through the most prosperous areas of the central empire, reviving all things and budding the vegetation, and this wind crossed the plains and mountains of blooming flowers and green grass to the Great Ajax Mountains of the Northlands.

The warm wind is still moving, and it seems to melt all the snow and bring the temperature to the uninhabited arctic ice field.

Closer to the sea to the north than the Great Ajax Mountains, there is a white ice field that seems to have no end. Even though winter has passed, the ice on the ice field is still as hard as iron, and the translucent ice crystals are like jewels, irradiated by the sun, reflecting colorful brilliance.

This beautiful scenery can only be born in a low temperature that is enough to freeze the flesh and blood of a person, and in this environment, there is no living creature that can enjoy its beauty.

Except for one living thing.

Dragon.

One of the five-colored dragon clans, the gathering place of the White Dragon Northern Branch, is here.

The five-colored dragon clan is the red dragon, the black dragon, the white dragon, the green dragon and the blue dragon.

Red dragons have the strongest bodies and scales, and they live in volcanoes and underground lava fields, spitting flames and bathing in magma. Black dragons are inherently capable of wielding negative energy that is impossible for ordinary creatures to unravel, inhabiting the depths of swamps and abysses, and their scales are immune to most elemental spells.

The green dragon inhabits mountains and forests, and can naturally communicate with earth, wood, grass and stone, allowing plants and monsters to fight for it, and its breath can melt most matter.

And the blue dragon has been flying almost all his life, and the baby dragon is also born on the back of his father, they can control the atmosphere and thunder, fly day and night, and when they land, it is the time of death.

As for the white dragons, they have snow-like scales that can withstand water and frost, and they are used to building their nests in mountains or frost, enjoying the extreme cold that ordinary creatures cannot experience.

At the tip of the Far North Ice Sheet, at the top of a towering iceberg, on the wall of the iceberg, which is as smooth as a mirror, there are countless dense and huge affirmations, deep and winding, with no end in sight.

This is the lair of the white dragons.

The White Dragon Branch of the Northland originally lived on the snow-capped mountains in the Great Aas Mountains, but because four hundred years ago, the original ancient dragon [Elbatlion] woke up, shaking time and space, making the Great Ayas Volcano on the verge of eruption, forcing this group of white dragons to move out of their lair, and then, the ancient dragons disappeared, but humans also moved in, and under the increasingly powerful Empire, they did not dare to move back, and they could only recast a dragon's nest in the corner of the Far North Ice Sheet.

Above the dragon's nest, there are layers of snow clouds, and the sunlight hangs down through the gaps in the clouds, and you can faintly see that there are huge shadows shuttling back and forth among the clouds, coming here from afar.

The wings fanned the wind, the turbulent air currents scattered the clouds, and one after another white dragons flew from afar, appeared from the clouds, and landed here, and in just ten minutes, more than thirty dragons entered the lair.

Adult dragons basically have their own dwellings, and some of them will also change into human form, and work hard to make a career and connections in the human world, in any case, they generally do not live in such dens, only young dragons and the patriarchs and elders who are responsible for educating them will live here for a long time.

If you are familiar with the dragon clan, you will definitely be surprised to see this scene, because this is almost an impossible scenario, leaving the lair of the dragon, it means that they are independent from the care of their elders, have their own destiny and mission, are not under the jurisdiction of the lord of the dragon's lair, unless they are pregnant, they will never return to the lair where they were born.

But that's the case, in a short period of time, several white dragons landed on the dragon's nest and entered it.

Countless dragons converged in one place, and a huge force emerged into conflict, setting off a wave of magical power, and a misty mist rose among the snow clouds, hiding the huge iceberg dragon's nest in it.

It's not just the Northland.

All over the Mycrof Continent, countless five-colored dragons have gathered.

They don't know why, but they feel that they have to do it, it is the echo of the deepest part of the bloodline, the oracle of the gods.

(To be continued.) )