"I forgot to ask when I came out, but I think you must be in charge of the food." Faced with the half-dragon girl's question, Silver Dragon Char said very honestly, and his answer immediately made Sakina and Sona
I was stunned on the spot like a thunderbolt, while Bingtis and Lin next to me murmured: "Little girl, do you know what's going on with the dragons in this world?"
Lin replied in a weak voice: "I'm not sure, I haven't come into contact with the local dragons here. I just mentioned the recognition of half-dragon blood to all the pure-blooded dragons in the world a few days ago. I didn't expect them.
He sent someone here so quickly, he is really a very mobile kid."
When I heard that Wannian Zongshou Lin actually called the entire dragon clan "children" in a doting tone, I immediately felt a strong sense of disobedience, but after thinking about it for a while, I felt that this was nothing. Dingdang occasionally still
The believers of the Cult of Life are called children. The disciplined motherhood of the Gods may be their racial talent. Of course, except for that female hooligan Bingtis.
"In charge of the food... in charge of the food," Sakina finally recovered from her stunned state. She looked at the mighty beast more than ten meters long with strange eyes, nodded quickly and said, "Um, what next?
You flew here from the Dragon Kingdom and spent so much effort to find this place... Isn't it just to have a meal?"
Silver Dragon Char thought for a while and nodded matter-of-factly: "What's wrong? When we set out, the leader just said that he would come to the mother continent to see if the half-dragon thing was true. He didn't say what he should do after that. Then
Probably just to let me do what I want. Almost, almost. But speaking of the half-dragon thing... The leader asked me to confirm the authenticity of the half-dragon bloodline, so what evidence do you have to prove your dragon power? After all,
, the dragon element in the blood of the half-dragons has been so thin that it is almost indistinguishable. In fact, I can hardly feel that you have the slightest aura of the same race now, so you must have some other evidence to show that you are of the same race as us.
"
When it came to the final point, Charles finally took on a very serious tone, and it was obvious. Although his personality was unexpected and had many things that made people complain, the other party was still extremely serious about his mission. In his opinion,
The half-dragon people's lively preparations for racial rejuvenation are nothing at all, and they can't prove anything. Only if he can prove that he really has dragon "factors" in his bones, will he believe that what happened on the mother continent is not a rumor.
Sakina and Sona turned their gazes here in unison. Looking at their goddess, Lin nodded to them and motioned the two girls to let go. Although it only took a few days to obtain the blessing of the Dragon God. Sakina
He Sona can't use much actual divine power, but the biggest difference between the blessings obtained from God and the power obtained from personal practice is "swiftness". As long as they have enough "sincerity" and meet the conditions for being blessed, believers
You can immediately obtain special abilities - Sakina and Sona, as the "chosen ones" closest to God among all half-dragons, of course have their own special features. Although this special feature cannot currently be used for
fighting.
"Then let's give it a try." Sakina took a deep breath, and closed her eyes together with Sona. She tried to arouse a certain power that she had just come into contact with and was not yet proficient in using. The crowd around them fell silent involuntarily, waiting to witness the miracle.
moment.
A few seconds later, a breeze came from nowhere and blew across the square. From the breeze came a faint dragon's roar. This dragon's roar was fleeting and as misty as an illusion. After the breeze stopped,
, the two half-dragon girls in the center of the square have disappeared, replaced by two huge figures gradually emerging from the air.
The two phantoms have the appearance of dragons, but they are just two shadows. Their bodies are less than ten meters each. Not to mention the entities, even the images are blurry. The translucent phantoms flicker under the sunlight.
Dark, as if the energy is insufficient and about to be extinguished. However, this phantom carries the same sense of pressure as the real dragons. Although the strength fluctuates, this pressure can actually be felt. Silver Dragon
Char looked at the phantom in mid-air in surprise until the latter suddenly dissipated after a few minutes. Sakina and Sona reappeared in the square with apologetic smiles on their faces: "I'm still very unskilled.
It can only last a few minutes of projection. But the goddess said that even the projection is the soul of the real dragon. Can this be proved?"
Char nodded: "You can indeed feel the souls of the same race. Dragons will not sense the souls of the same race. For now, let's confirm that the half-dragons should belong to the dragon race - after all, they are also the spirits of the ancestors.
I mean, I'm just here to make sure."
"It should have been like this a long time ago," Bingtis muttered. "Lin personally ordered them to come and confirm. If she wanted to leave her as a concubine, she would have been slapped with a brick in the face. The child must be taken care of.
Do you know, little girl?" Her last words were to Lin.
Lin lowered her head slightly and said oh, with a wandering expression on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking.
"Okay, my work is done." Char stretched his body and looked around the dilapidated buildings. "This place is your home? It is really inconsistent with the nobility of the dragon. But that is your own business. Who can
Tell me when will dinner be served?"
He couldn't help but glance at Shandora beside him, who was looking approvingly at Silver Dragon Char as expected...
This strange silver dragon was brought to the half-dragon settlement by Sakina for dinner. I don’t know how they planned to invite a giant beast over ten meters long to dine with them. It seems that Char has not become a
With the ability of humanoids, this dinner between compatriots will definitely turn into a very happy scene. We looked at each other a little bit, Monina poked Lin's arm: "Hey, you don't want to talk to that little guy
Chat? The dragons in this world should all be your people now, right?"
"What are you talking about?" Lin asked blankly, "I have nothing to say."
Bingtis sneered: "Tch, don't you want to know more about the dragon clan in this world? I suddenly felt that these seemed to be a group of interesting guys. Otherwise, why would such an unreliable guy be sent out as an errand? This guy's name is Cha'er
Yes, it’s better than 123.”
He glanced sideways at Sister Bing: "First of all, my name is Cha'er, not Cha'er. Secondly, when it comes out of your mouth that no one else has slipped away, it doesn't sound right to me. Although you are right."
Ilson was busy showing off his armor and weapons to the cat girl named Rabbi, which made the timid cat girl exclaim. Hearing this, he protested loudly: "What's wrong with me? I can't even lie down or pout.
Were you shot?"
In the end, Lin couldn't resist Bingtis's instigation and decided to communicate with the silver dragon named Char. Of course, the other party didn't know about the Dragon God. The dragons in this world didn't seem to have the concept of "Dragon God". They would
Lin recognized her as the spirit of her ancestors, so Lin finally decided to just use this identity. As for how this girl plans to communicate with the other party, I don't know. Anyway, this is her professional field. All I know is that Lin
She has no intention of revealing her identity. She doesn't seem to be interested in showing off her godlike posture in front of a "little guy".
At this moment, the noise coming from the other side of the square diverted our attention, and everyone immediately put aside the dragon clan's affairs, because the noise seemed to be vaguely mixed with the sound of Little Bubbles.
As we ran towards the direction of the noise, the crowd dispersed to both sides in unison, as if something was charging across the street. The scene that appeared in front of us made us stagger:
I saw Little Bubble wearing sheets that had been taken out from nowhere, shouting and running wildly in front of me. The little girl was holding a rope tightly in her hand, and at the other end of the rope...
It was the angel who had just been captured!
"Dad! Daddy!" Little Bubble saw the familiar figure in front of her. She immediately flew over happily, shouting the most proficient words she could say smoothly. The angel she was dragging also followed her and paddled in the air.
It floated towards this side through an arc. While I was holding the little girl in my arms, the angel escaped from Little Bubble's hand and flew up to the sky.
"Dad! Gua! Dad!" Little Bubble quickly waved his little arms to grab the end of the rope that had just come out of his hand, with an anxious look on his face. Just when I was about to catch the luminous body back, let
Unexpected things happen suddenly.
The angel who was already floating in the air suddenly flapped his wings, stopped crookedly, then clumsily grabbed the rope tied around his waist, flew back staggeringly, and stuffed the rope into the small bubble.
Soak in hands.
The other party didn't say a word during the whole process, and his movements were always rigid. But even so, a group of us were all stunned on the spot: Just now, this angel who had been judged to be incapable of thinking took the initiative again?
"What is this?" The cat lady Rabbi also came over at some point and asked Ilson curiously. As a very timid cat, only a fool like Ilson can do this.
She was unsuspecting.
Erson shrugged and pointed at me: "He got the kite for his daughter."
He kicked this guy aside and pulled the angel floating in the air towards the Crow Temple, followed closely by everyone.
In the living room on the second floor of the Crow Temple, a group of us gathered in a circle, and in the middle floated the unknown luminous object that had returned to its unresponsive state. From the moment when it suddenly moved independently in the square to now, this missing object
The angel never moved again, but was dragged by me and floated obediently all the way, without speaking or reacting, as if her actions just now were completely our illusion.
"Can you...can you hear us talking?" My sister came up to the other person and waved her hand in front of the latter's eyes. What she got in return was the silence as always. Then my sister pinched the other person's wings, still the same as before, without any emotion.
reaction.
Bingtis tugged on the wings of the missing angel, raised them into the air to make a spread-out shape, and then let go, the wings condensed by light and energy immediately hung down feebly again. Sister Bing shrugged at me: "
Still the same as a puppet."
Qian Qian rolled her eyelids and thought for a moment, then suddenly squatted on the ground and grabbed her feet: "Ajun, do you think it will work if I scratch her soles?"
No one can stop Qianqian from taking action. Before I opened my mouth, this whimsical girl had already done so: she started tickling the soles of Angel's feet, but of course her nonsense method had no effect. Because... Angel was not tickled.
Meat. When Alaya embarrassingly told this fact, Qian Qian immediately looked deeply shocked and floated out like a wandering spirit.
"Brother Junjun, did I say something wrong?" Seeing Qian Qian's great shock, Alaya said in a daze, then looked down at his naked feet, "Do you want to scratch yourself?"
What about the setting that makes the soles of your feet itchy?”
"You are already stupid enough. Wrestling on the ground is not enough. Is it necessary to add more stupidity flags?" I pinched the tips of Alaya's wings and said. The angel sister suddenly let out a soft cry and her face turned red: "Brother Monarch, then
…That’s a sensitive area…”
I immediately felt that something was wrong. Sure enough, the girls around me immediately looked at me as if they were class enemies. Bingtis spread her wings in a flash. She came to me and shouted: "Come on, you have to be really in love."
If you are hungry or thirsty, just pinch my body. The tip of my wing is not a sensitive area. By the way, the sensitive area of my body is an inch and a half from the inside of the root of the wing to both edges, Sandra knows that~~"
Shandora's face suddenly fell, and she punched Bingtis on the back of the head: "If you really have nothing to do, go to the roof and help clean up the bird's nest built by Medivh, or you can clean it up and live in it yourself, don't
Is it okay to leave history behind?"
"Tch~~" Bingtis gave Sandora a slap on the back of the head and went up to the roof to clean the bird's nest, while I couldn't help but think about this short period of dark history between Sandora and Bingtis:
Bingtis's wings are sensitive in such a hidden place. But Sandora knows it. Should I say that these two are indeed good friends?
Sandola looked at this side with a dead smile: "Arjun, your face is so suffocated that you dare to say what you are thinking about?"
Before she could speak, Lilina yelled: "Isn't it..." She was thrown aside by me just in the middle of her words: "Do you believe that I made your face look like a mosaic?" This little girl said it under such circumstances.
There were only a few words she said that could not be heard. If I hadn't stopped her in time every time, she would have evolved into a lolita with mosaics on her front teeth.
Everyone has been studying this luminous body for a long time, but there is still no progress. The other party only showed a look of rejuvenation in the square, which makes people think of the four words "return to light". Now the return to light has ended, as if she has completely lost her activity.
Even Shandora couldn't sense the other party's active mental fluctuations, so everyone soon lost interest in her and left the room. In the end, only Xiaobubu, Alaya, and I were left here. By the way,
We also have to add Little Bubble’s nanny Ji Xianxuan, and the mercury lamp that has always been lying on my shoulders without moving anywhere. We seemed to have the least things to do among them, so we all stayed.
"Gua?" Little Bubble has always been interested in this luminous object. This may be why she suddenly dragged the other person to the square. Now that she saw the other person floating motionless in the air, the little girl began to work hard to talk to him.
People communicated with each other: using her own little bubble language and messy body movements, gestures, strokes, jumps and jumps. During this process, I noticed a detail that made people not very optimistic - this longing is reflected in
I no longer pay attention to Little Bubble!
Could it be that...she is about to disappear? This idea was extremely strong as soon as it appeared, and I confirmed my judgment almost instantly.
When the Phantom Tower was first captured, this missing person took the initiative to grab Little Bubble more than once, trying to get back her long sword and magic ball. When she left the Sky Tower, she could no longer move, but
She could still turn her head towards Little Bubble. After being sent to the Holy Capital, she couldn't even move her head, but she could still feel that the other party's attention was focused on Little Bubble, and now... even Sandora
No one can sense the mental focus of this missing body. This is a very obvious precursor to dissipation!
I don’t know why, but when I thought about this, I suddenly felt an unreasonable sense of urgency, and then I reached over and reached out to pat the motionless missing person on the cheek, then grabbed the other person’s shoulders and shook him hard: “Hey, there’s a reaction.
Okay! You’re about to die, aren’t you? Weren’t you still very lively when we were fighting!?”
These conventional methods had no effect, so I started to observe the opponent's body everywhere. Perhaps the reason why the opponent gradually lost activity was because of exhaustion of energy? This is possible. After all, she was originally one of the parts of the Phantom Tower, and now she is separated from the entire
The body may have lost its energy supply, but how to charge it? Will she have a charging socket or other strange things on her body? If not, will it be effective to put her in an environment with abundant energy?
While I was thinking this, a certain doll girl's condescending voice suddenly came from my shoulder: "Hey, idiot, if you want to take off her clothes, I won't tell Sandora and the others."
He pinched the mercury lamp's ribs and lifted the little girl up in the air: "Don't talk nonsense! Your dad is busy saving lives and healing the wounded. Go play with Xiaopao!" Then he threw her to Xiaopao before the little guy jumped up.
Bubble, the latter used his Octopus skill quite cooperatively, so the mercury lamp's protest was completely suppressed by the tyrant host.
After putting the mercury lamp aside, I continued to study this thought body angel, and finally decided to treat it like a dead horse.
Create a pan-energy field, whatever energy she needs, absorb it yourself!
This is not a high-end technique, it just creates a stable radiation zone around you. The radiation zone is filled with various types of gentle energy, allowing all types of energy to be integrated into one area without conflict.
At first I used it to practice the accuracy of my mental power. Later I tried to use it to charge other energy creatures. Recently, this little trick is most commonly used to play games with the ghost maid at home. I can make Anweina
It became extremely bright within half an hour... If you want to complain, just complain, I just have no time to do anything and it hurts!
"Okay, whether you can hear what others say or not - I have no hostility, and I want to help you now. I will create an energy field, which is completely harmless to you. If you die because of exhaustion of energy,
If you want to do Dharma activities, then recharge your batteries now. Don’t be nervous. I’m here to help you. Don’t resist, otherwise you may get hurt.” I finally communicated with the Angel of Thoughts in front of me, and then I didn’t care whether the other party was there or not.
There is a reaction and the ability is activated directly.
In an instant, the room was filled with a faint light mist.
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