Sword of Daybreaker

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For half a minute, Gawain looked at Melitta quietly, and Melitta looked at Gawain quietly.

The former was stunned, and the latter was dazed.

Finally, it was Gawain’s first reaction. He twitched the corner of his mouth, pointing subconsciously at Melitta’s light purple long hair: “Why is there no hair in Dragon Race, you…”

“Our human form is a magic spell effect, and of course the magic spell effect can be anything-I become this just because I like that’s all,” Melitta said as it should be by rights At the same time, he pointed to the top of his head, “The Great Dragon form is my body-my long scales, where is the hair?”

Gawain: “You… are really justified…”

Melitta thought about it, and added another sentence very kindly: “It seems that your friend is going to be disappointed-Tallond will not have similar products and technologies. The industry is scale polishing and dyeing, implantation technology, which is a kind of beauty. If your friend does not mind, you can try to plant a layer of scales, a variety of colors are available, and the scalp can also be protected against sword bayonet in the future …”

Gawain didn’t see half of the joke from the Miss agent’s face-obviously she was quite serious, but Gawain made up her own brain, and a dragon scales scalp version of Tholdin came to mind , Which made him instantly fight a cold war, shaking his head again and again: “Forget it, he is now…well, bright enough.”

In fact, if you think about it, Melitta’s suggestion is still attractive. If you do not consider it from an aesthetic point of view, a brain implanted with synthetic scales that becomes impervious to sword and spear obviously has high practical value. A true powerhouse It shouldn’t be mindful of this, but he recognized that this is useless, the key is that Tholdin should not accept this…

Realizing that more and more strange associations are emerging in his mind, Gawain decided to end this embarrassing topic.

“We have been staying in Tallond for several days,” he said suddenly. “Maybe a few days later, we should leave.”

“So fast?” Melitta opened her eyes in surprise. “You can stay here for a few more days-it’s not easy for Tallond to entertain guests once.”

“But now Cecil can’t run for a long time in the absence of the emperor. We have been away from Loren Continent for too long,” Gawain shook the head. “There is no banquet in the world.”

“A banquet that is inseparable all over the world…an interesting statement. Cecil people say that their emperor is a grammar master who can create many wonderful sentences. It seems that this statement really makes sense.” Melitta blinked, said with a smile.

Gawain knows that it’s inseparable from someone’s secret compilation of the Emperor’s Sacred Words without asking…

He coughed and said: “Although I have made plans to leave, to be honest, I still have a lot of things I don’t understand…such as about magic tide, about the way Dragon Race resists magic tide, about us The signal I received… You should remember that I asked you to investigate whether the mysterious signal is related to Tallond, and now I think that Tallond with such a deep accumulation should know more about that signal. What a secret, but these things… I can’t ask your gods directly.”

Melitta’s expression became a little serious: “Because these things are easy, specific techniques are involved.”

“You can’t get technical or technical knowledge from the mouth of the gods. If you can, it’s best not to ask,” Gawain nodded. “I don’t mind asking some ancient history from the dragon’s mouth or anything that has nothing to do with human society. Secret story, because we can treat that as a story, but magic tide and signal, I really dare not ask him these things.”

“These questions…I also need to apply to the superior to determine whether I can communicate with you,” Melitta hesitated, then said slowly, “But I can tell you something about Tallond. Why can you experience the magic tide time and time again…”

Speaking of this, she paused and raised her finger above.

“You may have guessed it-the big shield of Tallond, our biggest defensive barrier, it is the key for Dragon Race to survive the magic tide.”

Tarrond Shield…

Gawain subconsciously squeezed his forehead. This is actually what he had thought before. He thought that Dragon Race’s technology to resist magic tide should be related to that layer of shield, but this can’t explain a problem—

“Even if the big shield can protect the creatures on the continent of Tallond when the magic tide arrives, how did you successfully adapt to the world outside of the shield Heaven and Earth turning upside down after the magic tide? Of course , I’m not referring to the small magic tide that Gondor has experienced, but the big magic tide that can really affect the entire world,” he asked with a frown. “After the big magic tide, the entire world’s mana rules will be After resetting, a lot of material has become strange, and you can still survive after coming out of the big shield…is it just relying on the great physical strength of the Great Dragon?”

After listening to Gawain’s words, Melitta suddenly showed some strange eyes. Her eyes fell on Gawain for a while, before asking with certainty: “I want to know that when the magic tide arrives, it will lead to Who revealed to you the world’s mana rules and the change in the form and nature of a large number of substances?”

Gawain felt something was wrong between each other’s expression, and his expression followed very seriously: “This is the information Siren has revealed to us—like you, they have also observed in this world million years, and Cecil and Siren’s The connection is closer than that of Tallond, so all of our previous knowledge about the size of magic tide, black trap, tide, etc. is obtained from Siren. You mean… Do Siren give us information about big magic tide ‘S information is fake?”

“…No, they didn’t lie to you, that is indeed the world in their eyes, the arrival of magic tide will indeed make the entire world Heaven and Earth turning upside down, but I think your understanding of this…” Melitta The expression looked strange, but just halfway through, her face suddenly changed, and then she threw down the cup in her hand and held her chest in pain with her hand. All subsequent words were snarled and The gasp was replaced.

Gawain was suddenly taken aback: “Are you okay?”

Melitta gasped for a long time before finally getting a little slower, she slowly raised her head while holding the bar next to her, look pale expression complexly looked towards Gawain: “I am really didn’t expect, at home and You say the same thing about some gossip…”

Gawain: “So just now…”

“The gods warned me…can’t discuss this topic with you anymore,” Melitta said weakly. “Sorry, I can’t help you.”

Gawain expression began to become serious. Although Melitta had only said half of it, he had already made a lot of fluctuations in his heart. He faintly felt that he had caught something, and his thoughts were unable to bear spread, and Seeing the painful performance of Miss agent after being directly warned by the gods at this moment, the information behind this topic made him pay special attention to it!

Humanity’s perception of “big magic tide” may be biased? Siren’s information is not completely accurate? Will the research on magic tide face a new breakthrough? Where is the direction of breakthrough? Dragon Race’s technology, or Siren’s intelligence? !

He felt that his breathing became a little quicker, and Melitta stood up against the bar, and she shook her body before she finally stood firm, and then expressed an apologetic expression to Gawain: “Sorry, I I can’t do it anymore, I need to go back and do some… health check…”

“It’s me who should say sorry,” Gawain immediately stood up with a sincere apology on his face, “If it weren’t for me to speak indiscriminately…”

“No, no one can predict the moment when the chain will suddenly strangle his neck, no one can predict when the wall barrier will appear… Dragon Races are used to it,” Melitta said with a pale smile. She shook the head, turned swayingly and wanted to leave, but suddenly stopped. She looked back towards Gawain, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, “Although I can’t continue talking to you, I think…the god is Reminding us in this way.”

Gawain looking thoughtful: “Remind us?”

Melitta took a deep breath: “He doesn’t want you to get a direct answer from me, which means that this answer may be…very special, very important…maybe you have to solve it yourself, and you cannot borrow any external help. “

After saying this, she closed her eyes slightly, turned around and walked slowly towards the exit of the room.

Her last sentence came to Gawain’s ears: “After I go back, I will try to read the follow-up information of the signals that I reported last time-this time with your needs as a “guest”, Perhaps my superior will approve my application.”

Melitta left, leaving only Gawain to stand alone in the large room. The latter frowned and stretched several times. In contemplation, he began to walk slowly in the room.

……

The god went to rest, his incarnation disappeared in the temple of gold and jade in glorious splendour, and returned to some kind of super-dimensional state that mortal imperceptible.

Heragor still respectfully stood in front of the Holy See, hanging his hands as if waiting for orders.

He knows that although the gods have left, the god’s sight is still there, always there, and countless eyes will never rest on this ancient land. Under the god’s gaze, every Dragon Race is Must live cautiously. He must stay here in accordance with the duties of the high-level dragon priest, until the time required by the Canon.

He didn’t know how long he stood like this. Finally, he stood enough for the time prescribed in the doctrine.

The gods are still resting. It may take a long time before the next summoning. The dragon priest is temporarily idle.

Heragor lifts the head and walked out of the temple hall without hesitation-his steps at a moderate pace, but a faint glow gradually enveloped him, he walked into the depth of the glow At the next second, he came to the depths of the gorgeous palace where the upper jury was.

Yan Cháng’ān Dar awakened from half asleep and half awake, he heard Omega’s voice rang in his mind: “Lord Speaker, High Priest Herald will meet you.”

Andal’s mechanical prosthetic eyes shrank, said solemnly: “…connect it.”

“The high priest is not online-he is outside your door.”

Andar was completely awake, his head moved, and a small amount of liquid pumping sounds from the large number of cables and pipes connected to his body, and he spoke only two seconds later: “Well, let him in -Temporarily decline other visitors.”

The mechanical door leading to the “Spirit King Seat” hall opened automatically, and Hellagor stepped into it. The high-ranking dragon priest lifts the head and watched the mechanical renovations everywhere on the front platform. Traces of the old Great Dragon, slightly nodded: “Nice to see that you are still healthy, Your Excellency Speaker.”

“High priests, it’s so rare that you would step into the headquarters of the jury instead of using the Omega network to send me messages directly,” several implant components on Andal’s head shimmered with a slight streamer, he ‘S voice echoed through the loudspeaker throughout the hall, “Is there anything important you need to communicate personally?”

“God is resting, he lowered his metaphor, temporarily canceling this century’s tour plan for the ancient continent of Caldo and Moore, and the original group of distant walkers was disbanded on the spot and stood by in Tallond.”

“Why?” Andalton asked when unable to bear.

“There is no reason,” Hergor said indifferently, “I can do it.”

Andar’s eyes fell on Heragore, and after only a few seconds of gaze, he withdrew his gaze, said solemnly: “…I understand.”

However, the high-level dragon priest who conveyed “Oracle” left at not all, and still stood still in silence.

“Is there anything else?” Andal asked Unable to Bear.

“The second thing–“

Heragor indifferently said, and then took a small talisman out of his arms-the talisman is made of unknown metal, and the surface of silver white floats with a little bit of light, but it seems to have no substance , Its edge is constantly showing a vaguely translucent shape, it is almost floating in the hands of the dragon priest, rather than an item existing in the real world, it is more like a certain force to drag from another time and space “Projection” dragged over.

At the moment when he saw the talisman, Andal’s breath subconsciously leaked for half a beat, and the next second, he saw that Heragore did not hesitate to crumple between the real and the real. “Talisman projection”.

Andalgao sits in the Spirit King seat that belongs to his heart, still there like a sculpture, staring at Heragore standing below.

For more than one million years, he once again felt his heart peng peng beating.