Suspicion is like planting a seed, taking root, sprouting, and growing day by day.
I began to notice many details that I had not noticed before:
They, those believers who claim to be "compatriots", seem to be accustomed to attributing disasters and misfortunes to dragons and never talk about the evidence; they define supernatural powers related to "dragons" as evil, but do not trace back
source.
There is no doubt that most of them are afraid of dragons and hate dragons. Even if they don't understand dragons at all.
It's like...human beings once feared and hated me.
The malice of the divine organization towards dragons made me see my own future...
Even the priest whom I most admire and trust is no exception.
After all, he is the one who instructs the words and deeds of the Divine Domain organization, and it is he who leads the spread of everything about "dragons being the chief of all evils".
I'm very curious, once the priest learns my "secret", what will he think of me?
A monster who can speak the language of dragons, a sad experimental subject, has deceived the truth and suddenly transformed into the most noble priest of the God's Domain organization. Isn't this a fatal irony?
The priest, who has a long way to go, will never allow such irony to exist.
What I'm more curious about is why Kuhl didn't expose my "secret"...
He doesn't look like the kind of well-intentioned person who would cover up for "the same kind of people".
But why did he choose to remain silent?
…
Maybe some questions will never have answers.
…
Endless suspicions and delusions hold me back all day long.
I can't control my mind, but fortunately I'm not good at talking like ordinary people.
No one noticed my change.
However, every time I look at the gentle eyes of the priest... those deep and charming eyes always seem to remind me who gave me everything I have now! Who is my savior?
, my destination...
No matter what, I want to stay with him.
Even though I knew I would be abandoned and executed one day, I still wanted to stay by his side.
As long as I can see his face every day, hear his peaceful and magnetic voice, even if I just realize that he is "with me", I can live calmly.
Live with an ominous "secret".
I tried my best to convince myself...
I want to...convince myself...
And try to find evidence that he has nothing to do with dragons.
If Kuhl's ridicule is just a misunderstanding, and I have nothing to do with dragons at all! Then everything will be back on track.
I can stay in God's Realm with peace of mind and forget those troublesome... details.
But how can it be that easy?
Proving that mermaids are not dragons is as abstract as proving that dragons are the source of all evil.
I tried it and just didn't get an answer.
However, not everything was gained in this process.
I found some other evidence of identity, which has nothing to do with whether I am a dragon or not, but is related to my sad past...
It was a body donation letter.
An unfamiliar name was written on the front page of the file, and the photo next to it was the face I was most familiar with - that was me.
Suffering from a strange disease and succumbing to treatment, the patient's parents respected the child's wishes and donated the child's body to relevant scientific research institutions...
Only then did I know——
It turns out that I am not an orphan.
I have a family, relatives, and an identity that is no different from ordinary people.
Before my "remains" were sent to the laboratory as a donation, there was no experimental subject codenamed "Ariel" in the world, and of course, there would not be the current secret weapon of God's Domain.
And these donation documents are lying in the safe under the name of the priest...
The truth always comes unexpectedly.
The savior I thought was the creator of my tragic life!
but--
This is not the whole truth.
When I tried to find my biological parents, I found that they had died in an accident. The month after the donation was completed.
…
Really, was it an accident?
To this day, those things can no longer be traced...
But I'm not a fool. I don't believe there are such wonderful coincidences in the world.
Sadly, even though the answer is right in front of me, my heart is numb...
Perhaps this is due to the fact that my memory of that period has been completely lost, so that losing a "relative" seems so unreal to me.
I can't even muster the energy to re-understand them and my own past... That past, which must be heavy, has no meaning anymore...
Confused and disappointed are not enough to describe my state of mind.
It was as if I had opened Pandora's box, and the bad news that came out one after another was shattering my original beliefs!
However, in this silent fragmentation, I could never ignite my hatred for the priest.
In the few years of memory I have, everything about this man has taken over.
His gentle whispers, movements and demeanor, his preference and care are all indelible marks on me... It is undeniable that he shaped me, gave me a new life, and allowed me to enjoy an extraordinary destiny.
hehe……
Maybe now, I should admit that I am a "monster".
A pathetic and cold-blooded alien.
downright……
The darkness and cold water submerged me, and the slow buzzing sound from the bottom of the sea seemed to remind me:
"At least something should be done."
…
I am no longer obsessed with getting rid of my relationship with dragons, just as I am no longer obsessed with staying with that person.
The person I once admired and trusted the most, when I re-examined his actions, words and deeds through the truth... I only saw the weakness wrapped in hypocrisy.
False words, false emotions, and weak beliefs.
His deep affection is just a show, and his giving is just bait thrown out for profit.
His voice and tone are still fascinating, but what is wrapped in the beautiful words is his subtle mental control.
From beginning to end, he only regarded me as a tool to achieve his goals.
so……
"I should at least do something."
Even if I have no meaning in living anymore.
No foundation, no kindred, no home.
but……
"I should at least do something."
…
The opportunity still came.
They decided to use me as a trump card to punish the person who killed Kuhl, that is, the dragon identity card holder and super-evolved person who killed Kuhl.
It is said that he is full of evil and powerful.
"This man hunted down many dragon card holders, and poor Kull was also brought to his table." Mr. Bald Eagle ridiculed.
This is their attitude towards dragons, even if this guy Kuhl is a "servant" of God's Domain.
"When that guy hunted Kull, he was still at the peak of the five states. He just jumped through the levels and completed the hunt. Now, he has entered the sixth state." Ms. Rainbow chatted and laughed, "We almost let the tiger go back to the mountain."
"Hitting us was the beginning of his misfortune." Mr. Master concluded eloquently.
Yes, there are three divine priests among my companions: Lord Bald Eagle, Giant Master and Rainbow Goddess. They are undoubtedly the strongest priest lineup in the divine realm. But this makes me see the fear of dragons in the divine realm.
Before leaving, I said goodbye to the priest in my own way.
He kissed my hand and wished me a safe return.
But I know that this separation will last forever - he will never see me return safely.
At the moment of separation, I was not panicked, disappointed, or lucky.
only……
relieved.
and some expectation.
I look forward to seeing the dragon that killed Kull soon.
I look forward to finding some answers to my previous questions from him.
I know it's dangerous, but I'm not afraid of death.
So, after a long and careful preparation, I finally met him late at night in the mimetic world set up by Ms. Rainbow...
Do not use Qianlong.
His temperament is very different from what I expected.
The legendary dangerous, powerful and sinful guy, the guy who made a lot of big noises and made many powerful people helpless, at first glance, he looks like a graduate who just walked out of the campus...
What surprises me even more is that as a "dragon", he is an alien in the super-species group, but he stays with many ordinary humans!
Not only can he coexist peacefully with them, but he can also protect them personally...
But it is undeniable that this person killed many other similar people who held dragon identity cards, devoured their abilities, and had extremely cruel hunting methods.
However, why can he kill his own "kind", but then turn around to protect those unrelated ethnic groups?
Could it be that the lady she was protecting by his side was his "former relative"?
Why... he has "transformed" but still refuses to abandon his former identity?
I can't understand.
He is no longer "human".
Human beings are no longer his compatriots!
Of course, for dragons, regular super species are not his compatriots...
If you don't guard against the greed of others, you are destined to suffer losses. Doesn't he know such a simple truth?
I watched his battle with Mr. Bald Eagle and Ms. Rainbow with questions.
During this period, he was suppressed to the point of embarrassment, and I was shocked by his abilities...
Is this the strength of the "sinful" dragons?
That's all.
I thought, maybe this hunt would end with the victory of God's Realm without me taking action.
But Mr. Bald Eagle still summoned me with the pearl abacus.
Is the game coming to an end...?
Well...I'm very disappointed with Qianlong Don't Use's performance, and I'm ready to end the farce in front of me.
However, things don't seem that simple.
The trial of Mr. Bald Eagle, with the added fuel that I could, did not kill him instantly.
Although he was always in a suppressed position, we were still unable to end the game.
So, I finally couldn't help it and made the planned test.
Just like when I first connected with Kull, I sent him a signal using the mermaid communication method——
"Help me!"
This is a message that neither humans nor other super species can perceive. Only Kull has ever responded to me.
If this "language" can be connected to dragons, then don't use it, he will hear my message!
At that moment, my nerves were instantly tense.
I saw Qianlong Wuyue not moving, seemingly turning a deaf ear to my "call"...but I could feel a cold gaze falling on me.
Then, I heard the response——
"The secret weapon of God's Domain...?"
I was shocked: he knew who I was!
His clumsy plan to seek help as a "same kind" was discovered. It turned out that he had already noticed me hiding in the dark!
I suddenly felt at a loss.
This feeling of being seen through instantly... is not good.
I have an intuition that if I don't use Hidden Dragon, not only is he not as "powerless" as he is currently showing, he can actually kill us easily.
At this time, Mr. Bald Eagle's frequency of fiddling with his abacus increased, and a new round of attacks would be overwhelming.
I had no choice but to go step by step and "keep silent".
But Qianlong didn't use it, but he took the initiative to "talk" with me:
"Why should I save you?"
He said it easily, as if he was not the one who was under siege at the moment.
But now that he is willing to speak, my desire to explore has increased again.
"Because you are my kind!"
While releasing the attack, I said to him:
"God's Realm is not my destination, they are not my compatriots...Save me! I can't help myself, save me!"
I called him for help one after another, in the tone of a victim.
He remained silent and was able to navigate the unbridled attacks with ease:
Use props to create illusions to confuse Mr. Bald Eagle, blend into the force of nature and stick to Mr. Giant's back - he even knows where Mr. Giant is hiding!
Then, the pearl abacus disappeared from Mr. Bald Eagle’s hand!
God, I can't imagine such a funny scene happening between two priests...
But it just happened, and it happened naturally.
I think this just confirms the gap in strength between us and him.
That's why we are played by him like fools...
Is this a powerful dragon?
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I asked myself: What chance do I have of winning in front of him?
If we are the same kind, if we can be compatriots...can we be each other's comfort?
"I can help you, but you have to cooperate with me first." He said suddenly.
It successfully pulled me out of my increasingly chaotic thoughts.
Then, we quickly reached a tacit understanding.
"Learn from the barbarians and develop skills to control the barbarians"?
Interesting metaphor, but I'm happy to play along.
I don't care about the life or death of those three people.
Next, is his showtime...
During the whole process, I was observing him, or "appreciating" him.
Among the various visions I have performed, his methods are always the finishing touch, without any fancy, and only work on the most critical points from beginning to end, but that is the commendable part: precise and impeccable!
It's hard to imagine that the many dragon identity cards operating in his hands seemed to be completely natural and integrated.
At the same time, I seem to have found my own answer - what is the same kind? What is the alien?
Compared to me, Qianlong Wuyong is the more obvious "alien"!
But his "heterogeneous" status failed to restrict him.
He can not only help protect humans, but he also does not exclude working with regular super species. At the same time, he also responded to my call for help!
But I, who am also a "heterogeneous", am always lost in looking for my kindred spirits...
So stupid...
In comparison, that bastard Kull and I are really stupid.
However, if you want to blame me, it can only be because I can no longer trust anyone...
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"Ariel...can I call you that?"
Qianlong Wuyong, who had killed those three people, called me again.
I swayed my body differently than ordinary people, swam out from my hiding place, and hid in a bunker.
He's coming...
Qianlong, please don't come towards me.
When he was about to approach, I pulled out a harpoon tailor-made for me by the priest from the fish tail... This priestly prop, stained with broken scales and blood, was sent to me from an angle that could not be spied on in advance.
into his breast——
The raging sea of fire instantly drowned the mimicry!
Unreserved strength poured out, and at the last moment of burning out his life, that thought was extremely firm: