After getting this incredible answer, he finally noticed some clues about many of the doubts that Li Wei had never quite understood.

For example, regarding the 'silence' of the Silver Dragon Mother Goddess Tamara's domain, he originally deduced the approximate time of the collapse of the Floating Mountains based on the year and month when Sylvie appeared on the continent and her age.

Two or three hundred years ago...

But he had never mentioned such a shocking event in any information. Even Silver Wing, the guardian dragon of the North, was unaware of it, as if it had never happened at all.

Looking at it now, this is completely ‘fallacious’.

Because this conclusion is based on the premise that the river of time flows down from the upstream in an orderly manner.

The Tamara Divine Realm... may have fallen into the void forever a long time ago, even in the ancient era when Io existed...

And God knows how much time Sylvie 'lost' after being thrown out of this chaotic time and space vortex, the unlucky guy who happened to break out of his shell at that critical moment.

Well...it seems that the 'unlucky guy' must be added to him, Li Moulong...

It's just that the time when they came to the main material plane differed by hundreds of years.

But compared to that long lost time, this 'little' error is already considered insignificant.

At this moment, Levi suddenly began to feel some sympathy for Miss Sylvie, who had never been masked before...

Judging from Yinlong's age, it is equivalent to her traveling around for a while after she was born. When she returned home, she found that the world had changed and everything had changed.

Looking at the solemn silver dragon in front of him, Zanader also began to realize the seriousness of the matter.

But until this moment, he still only thought that the so-called time chaos in this somewhat strange "Dragon Tomb" was just that the flow of time was faster than the outside world.

Thinking of this, Zainard wanted to leave this ghost place even more, but he could clearly see that the other party had no intention of leaving, so he asked:

"How come you are here?"

Levi smiled sarcastically, glanced at the Githyanki man indifferently, and replied quietly:

"Because...this place...is my 'home'."

When Zainard heard this, he instinctively retreated as a warning, and at the same time, a chill that made his scalp numb slowly crept up his spine and onto the back of his head.

The feeling is probably like an ordinary person waking up and finding themselves lying in a desolate cemetery. Finally, they meet a normal-looking old lady and are about to ask for directions. However, the old lady replies with a kind face that she lives there.

Just like in that cemetery...

What a sight to see the dead!

But he quickly realized that this guy had clearly told him before that more than a year had actually passed during his coma.

Therefore, my previous judgment was not wrong. This silver dragon obviously came from the outside world like myself!

'Ah... this is such an uncomfortable place. If you stay here for too long, your sanity will disappear sooner or later. You must leave as soon as possible!'

Zanader thought so, and then asked:

"What do we do now?"

Li Wei said of course: "Of course we should continue to explore this ghost place in depth. It is best to understand the cause of the time chaos here and solve it."

When the Githyanki heard this, his eyelids couldn't stop twitching, and he finally couldn't help but question:

"What? Are you going to go deeper? Deeper into this ghost place filled with ancient dragon corpses? Are you crazy?"

At the same time, he seemed to understand that the dragon in front of him was probably completely different from himself.

He fell into it without knowing it, and the other party...actually came in on his own initiative!

Is there some incredible treasure buried here?

Bah! This is the lost silver dragon's lair. How can there be no treasure?

But the problem is that this place is obviously extremely dangerous. Even if there is a supreme artifact, you still have to die to take it!

He, Zaunard, is now the leader of a group of Githyanki, wielding the silver sword of Gith. As long as he can get out safely, he can retrieve the corpses of the illithid in the astral plane and cut off their ugly and twisted corpses.

heads, and then return to the city of Tunarat to present those illithid heads to Her Majesty the Lich Queen Vallakis!

Then he, Zanader, will undoubtedly become a hero and holy avenger in the eyes of all Githyanki!

Valakis VII has been on the throne for more than a thousand years...but as a lich, she is destined to be unable to continue her noble royal bloodline through children.

As long as he maintains his unrivaled reputation among the Githyanki, and if His Majesty Vlaakith is to die by then, then he, Zaunard, will be the most likely heir to the Ephelomon that can command the red dragons.

The choice of scepter and crown!

He has obviously obtained the ticket to the highest! Why should he take such fatal risks for those uncertain things?

This stupid and greedy silver dragon must be stopped!

But Levi’s next words were like a breath of ice that stuck on the face of the Githyanki who was eager to retreat:

"Otherwise? What if you're lucky enough to go back millions of years and become the ancestors of your Githyanki people, or be thrown into the void at the end of the world to be with the legendary primordial illithids?

"Do you dare to bet? Huh?"

Zanader's face suddenly froze, and he couldn't say anything he wanted to refute.

Yes, just as the silver dragon said...

He didn't dare to bet on this possibility!

The other person who was born here undoubtedly understands this weird ghost place better than he does.

There is no need to go back to millions of years ago, nor to go to the end of the world. If the time deviation is just a little bit more, everything he has worked hard for for centuries will be in vain!

That is a result he absolutely cannot accept!

Then he began to change his attitude and said: "But there are too many strange... mutated silver dragons! And they are extremely dangerous. During the time I was awake, I have seen ones bigger than you! They are

The perception is very keen, and there is no way we can go deep into it.”

"Huh? Older than me?"

Levi's eyes immediately lit up, then he rubbed his paws and used the transformation technique to create a light and shadow effect on himself, making himself thin, ugly and ugly, and asked:

"Then what I look like now is very different from the big guy you saw before?"

"You can still cast spells normally?"

Zainard was immediately surprised and happy when he discovered this secret, but then he was a little worried and said:

"The appearance is not too abrupt, but they seem to have a unique chaotic atmosphere..."

He was only halfway through questioning when he discovered that the other person's body gradually had a feeling of facing the void, and even the originally blue eyes with gold threads became dim...

So much so that he had the illusion of facing the large monster again...

"How did you do it?"

How could Levi tell him the truth:

"It's a little trick that doesn't make sense. The question now is, do you want to join me?"

Of course, Zainard understood that the other party was planning to 'transform' him into the appearance of those monsters and blend in with them, but why did the other party ask this?

"What's the problem?" Zanader immediately realized something was wrong.

Li Wei said quietly: "You may have to pay some price for this, and it... will gradually erode you, so we don't have much time."

"Then come." Zanader gritted his teeth and said.

In order to return full of honor and find everything that belongs to you, this price is nothing.

"It might be a little... uncomfortable." Levi reminded kindly.

Then he slowly put a paw on his forehead.

Zanader immediately felt that he had been despised by the dragon and sneered:

"You think us Githyanki across the Astral Plane would be a little afraid of this kind of perception..."

Before he could finish his words, the cold claw touched his forehead.

At that moment, an extremely terrifying coldness seemed to freeze his body along his forehead. Cold ice shards covered his corneas and gradually spread to his body.

Through the layer of faint purple ice, he seemed to see the silence after all destruction...

He saw the collapsed and withered city of Tunarat that had been infinitely twisted and elongated. The originally glorious stone walls were now dim and mottled, with malicious writings beginning to seep out from the corners, and all the broken walls, streets and carvings began to appear.

It presented an unreasonable angle, making him deeply trapped in it, but also dazzled...

Everything in front of him seemed to be a ruthless contempt and crushing of his wisdom, rationality and three-dimensional world. He couldn't even tell whether he was still standing there, or whether he was already crawling in humility and fear on the mottled cold floor.

On the Internet, perception and rationality are disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zaynard raised his head helplessly and despairingly, and his dull eyes finally saw the being on the throne.

But His Majesty Varakis, who was originally so beautiful that he was deeply fascinated by it, now looked like a thousand-year-old corpse that had turned black.

And under her feet were thousands of withered mountains that seemed to have been drained of blood and twisted and overlapping with bones.

Emerald-like flames suddenly burned in the queen's empty eyes.

So he who was originally cold and lonely seemed to be ignited by this gaze!

Like a shriveled and twisted candle...
To be continued...