The gender of the black, Joshua naturally knows, as a warrior, how could he not know whether the mount under him is male or female? Although he never thought that a mare had such a good spirit, but it was the case, and the devil knows how. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the most important question is whether there is still such a thing as gender in the black after the awakening of the bloodline.

In the Mycrove continent, the bisexual ecology of male and female, male and female is not a universal truth, it can only be said to be common, not to mention the semi-energy life forms of elemental life, in fact, in the entire multiverse, gender is a strange and rare phenomenon, countless life forms and races that can reproduce themselves, divide themselves, and multiply themselves, even in the Mycrof world, the legendary primordial elves and earth dwarves in ancient times also have no gender, they are one from the falling leaves of the Wanyuan Divine Tree, a Mars from the Earth's molten cores, these powerful creatures with long, long lives have no need for offspring, so there is no need to mate and reproduce.

Of course, this kind of myth and legend is not necessarily right, after all, elves and dwarves live in this world now, they have their own ancestors' historical records, some exaggerated legends are easy to falsify, but these long-handed information also proves some things.

That is, in ancient times, some extremely powerful creatures had no gender and did not need to reproduce.

For example, the ancient dragon.

Reproduction is to better continue the life of the self, the offspring is equivalent to a part of oneself, mating, nurturing and nurturing the offspring is equal to the continuation of the self, and it is also the instinct of all life.

But for the ultimate life form like the ancient dragon, it is different.

Because they are powerful, they don't need society or relationships, they don't need to reproduce, they can live well on their own, because they can live forever and ever, so their offspring are also things that they don't need, their power is so terrifying that just by existing, they can leave a deep mark between heaven and earth - even race.

Yes, it's race.

The little snake by the sea, the sea dragon that evolved into the thunder, the lizard in the mountains, turned into the overlord of the sky, on the earth, in the sky, under the deep sea, countless originally weak creatures have been given the gift of the oldest and most powerful creatures wandering between the heavens and the earth, and have got rid of the shackles of their own life, and while being infected by their breath, they are gradually moving closer to the almost perfect life form of the "prototype".

Although there are also ancient dragons that have genders and leave bloodlines through reproduction, the black dragon does not belong to one of them, and most of its bloodlines are similar to demonic creatures infected by the abyss, which are passed down by other creatures infected by its breath.

Therefore, the ancient dragon is the prototype of all Warcraft, and the bloodline of any Warcraft, climbing up, will eventually return to its original origin.

Luckily for Black, it had awakened the power of the longest and most powerful bloodline that had spread to ancient times, but it was undoubtedly changing its form.

But Joshua wasn't thinking of these complicated things, in fact, his idea was simple.

"If there was a gender."

The warrior stood at the window, frowning and groaning, "Isn't it possible to breed and artificially create a black dragon bloodline?" ”

He nodded slightly, then took a notebook from the table, and took the quill from Rin's hand, who quickly handed the pen over, and quickly made a note on it, muttering to himself: "It's worth trying, next time ask the black if it's willing." ”

At the same time, in the lava pool deep in the Great Ajax Volcano, Hei, who was absorbing heat and fire elements to its heart's content, suddenly froze, and it felt that it was locked by a great malice, and the whole dragon was not good, so it shook its body, quickly floated up, and turned its head back and forth to look around, wanting to see if there were also powerful monsters that could roam in the lava pool.

But nothing was found, only the black rock passage caused by Joshua's walk in the huge underground cavern, and the dark blue hole suspended in mid-air, and at the other end of the hole, a faint light could be faintly seen, and the fresh smell of plants and trees came from it, which was completely incompatible with the lava pool.

After a while, with some suspicions that the sensation just now might be an illusion, the black slowly sank, sinking his body into the magma again, the core of its chest flashing with a strange halo, circulating like the color of the sun.

Although it has not awakened any bloodline memories, Hei knows that the current environment is very suitable for it, as long as it continues to absorb the energy around it all the time to nourish itself, it will not be long before it can go further.

Joshua, who was in the main city of Moldavia, after in-depth thinking, also temporarily gave up the nonsensical idea of artificially creating and refining the black dragon bloodline - if the ancient dragon bloodline could be so simple, the ancient dragons would have been flying all over the world, they were powerful monsters that were born with soul and strength, and their 'inheritance bloodline' was not only the body, but also the sublimation of the soul, if Hei had not fought with him in the black tide, and was eroded and purified by the power of chaos and order, it would have been impossible to awaken this power.

Erasing the plan he came up with a few minutes ago, now that he has dealt with the affairs of the mysterious area at the bottom of the Great Ajax Volcano, Joshua can be regarded as idle, and then he can prepare to go to the imperial capital to participate in the celebration banquet of exterminating the orcs.

Although the banquet is boring, it is also his responsibility as a lord and an obligation as a nobleman, and this kind of banquet can be regarded as an opportunity for communication provided by the empire, you know, without communication, he will not be able to reach a trade agreement with other territories, and the development of the territory will become slow, for which Joshua needs to make a lot of preparations.

For example, a well-fitting dress.

Warriors have a lot of powerful armor, especially the old dwarf has completed most of the special magic armor, although only half of it is now made, but it can also be seen how strong and strong its complete body is, but this kind of thing can't be worn at the palace banquet, no matter how handsome it is, Joshua now asked Verdani, through the relationship of the countess, contacted several master tailors from a century-old shop, and asked each other to come and make a well-fitting dress for him.

Sit at your desk and send magical messages to the other lords of the four lords of the Northlands, informing them that the threat at the bottom of the volcano has been resolved. As for the detailed report that followed, except for those related to the space-time gate, it would be sent in a few days, and Joshua found that someone was contacting him through the communication circle.

Now, there are only a few people who will take the initiative to contact him, Brandon, the Royal Mages Society, His Majesty the Pope, Verdani...... But there is only one person who has such leisure during this time period.

Opening the communication circle, Joshua touched his chin, he sat on this side of the desk, and said to the other party curiously: "Master Nostradamus, it's so late, don't deal with the trivial matters of the academy, what do you have to talk to me about?" ”

On the other side of the communication circle, there was a somewhat tired projection of Nostradamus.

The white-haired old mage was in the headmaster's office of Wintercastle Academy, wearing a suitable blue-black robe, looking very powerful and mysterious temperament of a mage, but this feeling was ruined by the other party's constant rubbing of his temples, after hearing Joshua's voice and seeing his projection, Nostradamus showed a somewhat feeble smile: "It's good to be so young after returning from the volcano, Joshua." ”

"You're not bad either, Master."

Joshua ignored the other party's tired face, and said directly and briefly: "Seeing that you don't have the strength to talk much, let's talk about business directly." ”

"You're right."

The old mage looked convinced, he sighed, and then said succinctly: "In two days, I am ready to leave for the imperial capital, do you want to go with me?" ”

"Direct teleportation." He added, for the sake of demonstration, a faint blue space-time fluctuation appeared in the old mage's hand.

For the sake of this.

After thinking for a while, Joshua felt that Nostradamus's opinion was good, and the warrior was very happy that the other party could think of him at this time, and was even a little moved, so he simply refused: "No, master, thank you for your opinion, but no." ”

He said slowly, "I have other plans. (To be continued.) )