"Is it coming out? Is a dragon that used to exist only in legend... the dragon clan is now coming to us in a new state of life? It's such a wonderful thing." Dylan couldn't help but exclaim.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you something, Dylan." Merinal deliberately lowered her voice and leaned closer to Dylan and said.
"What?"
"The Pope said that the Socratic Council actually got a dragon with its empire, a female dragon covered with a layer of calm ice crystals. They even secretly raised her for more than a year. But the Socra's dome seemed to block some kind of energy necessary for the dragon race in the air or sunshine... maybe it was a nutrient. In short, the female dragon died weakly after suffering for several months." Merinal said, with a sympathy for women in his tone.
In her mind, there is no difference between humans, lost people, strange beasts, and even all other races with wisdom, and all emotions can resonate with each other.
"Are these three dragon eggs... the thing that is hatching is the seeds she left behind?" Dylan asked, pointing to the dragon egg, who was still moving but was temporarily calm.
"I'm not sure." Merina shook her head:
"But at least it is an existence favored by the powerful dragon clan. No matter who its producer is, it must be a strong dragon."
"Yes, maybe I'm going to talk about fatalism. Before it hatched completely, I had a premonition that this egg might hatch the dragon clan, but it might be a dragon with human traces. Maybe it's a strange thing. To be honest, Melinar, have you ever seen a real dragon? It's not a picture or a legend." Dylan asked seriously, and then reached into the mezzanine pocket in his shirt and groped.
"No, I'm sure not. But the Pope's divination and prophecy, as well as the information conveyed by the Socratic Committee through telegrams, is indeed very likely to hatch. So they regard the behavior of absorbing strength after the failure of hatching as an alternative, or even a last resort." Melinal explained:
"By the way, you mentioned fatalism just now, I want to hear your opinion. This is a profound philosophical topic."
"Fate, yes, fate." Dylan said in a deep tone.
Immediately after exploring for more than a minute, he finally took out a small flat box from his pocket with a bright steel luster, and a lighter with exquisite and small carved patterns of unknown bouquets.
Instead of avoiding Merinal, he opened the box skillfully, took out a cigarette roll produced by the Empire Factory, rubbed the filter on the top several times, and stuffed it into his mouth.
bite!
The bottom is blue, and the top is a dim flame emitted from the lighter.
Under the bottom of the cigarette roll, he suddenly began to jump, boil and sway with the airflow emitted from Dylan's mouth and the reaction with the tobacco.
Finally, after the lighter cover was decisively closed, it instantly disappeared.
"Our era is an era of pain. After human beings lose the protection of God, even if they become relatively powerful losers, they cannot escape the sanctions of fate. All our wise creatures have original sins set by the Creator. Even if we repent to the Lord, we cannot be saved." Dylan said with the smell of inwardly rolled flowers in his mouth.
Melinar did not make any statement about Dylan's actions and words, did not refute or support him.
She just smiled silently, looking at Dylan from the side with a confused look on her face.
"Reden, yes, redemption. Everyone lives in war and pain. Many people cannot see hope, but they cannot commit suicide. Some people believe in the Lord and go to hell and receive punishment after they die. Some people are unwilling to bring them more pain because they have friends and family. Some people still have some illusory hope in their hearts. Fantasy can reach higher areas, and they are in pain and happiness. But more people are actually pitiful existences." Dylan explained deeply.
"Poor...exist." A ripple called "empathy" appeared in Melinar's heart.
"In many cities controlled by the Empire, there are actually many new laborers. Those who are young and young people under 25 years old, if they have not experienced hard battles, have not become psychics, or have not entered the Imperial Legion to obtain formal organization, most of them will enter factories and engage in heavy labor under harsh conditions every day."
"In addition to Socra's 'Mechanical Yuan' and 'Singyuan' factories, even the 'Dark Night' factories in Chekavsk have only half the survival rate of humans engaged in high-intensity physical labor in ten years, but the population of the empire is indeed growing year by year. Many of them die alone every winter, but many of them are keen to leave their descendants, fantasizing that their descendants can be selected by the Imperial Legion, thereby achieving class leap and allocating as much as possible in the case of resource shortage."
Hearing Dylan's words, Melinal frowned slightly and interrupted:
"I think if it were me, I would consider some ways of salvation, which would at least prevent my children from being tortured by original sin. After all, this kind of thing is hard to imagine among the lost."
"You are right. But in fact, their descendants are in hunger and poverty, and do not have the innate reproductive ability and energy of animals. Just compare them with dragons. They are not one soaring in the sky and the other running in pain on the ground."
"But...one bathes in the light of the sun, the universe and the stars, while the other escapes into the center of the earth, endures endless scorching of lava, and the ruthless corrosion of dry air on the internal organs. Of course, we losers, at least the children of the three major churches, do not worry about resource allocation. We have sufficient resources. In addition to plundering from humans, at least in terms of food, we cannot have a shortage. Isn't it? Miss Merinal, I think you and I have done sins against humans under the induced 'gluttony'. In fact, it is not a sin to the identity of the loser." Dylan smiled slightly.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's right. And yesterday I heard from the Crazy Tie that he particularly enjoyed the taste of devouring his body, which was pleasant for him. In that process, he could enjoy the fullness of vitality." Merinal gave an affirmative answer from the side.
"Dylan, I think our focus is not yet on exploring philosophical issues. The dragon egg that has accepted your power is coming to an end."
Merinal said, stretching out her white finger and pointing to the dragon egg that began to move again in the center.
Dylan looked at it with the flow and saw that the cracks of the dragon egg began to spread out from the basis that had just passed through the upper and lower parts.
With a slight shaking, the cracks appeared first, and then began to turn into broken cracks. Finally, the top piece of egg body was impacted by the impact inside and flew to the side.
"It's coming out, Dylan." Melinar took out two goggles made of metal frames from his arms and asked:
"The light will be very dazzling later. Do you need to bring goggles?"
"I think I definitely need this." Dylan responded in a sure tone.
After taking the goggles, Dylan learned to Melinal's way and put them on, and tied them up after extending the goggles to the back of his head, then he put his eyes on the dragon egg again.
At this time, the dragon egg was half broken, and a black dragon claw the size of a human child stretched out from the dragon egg and kept grabbing it.
A few minutes later, the claw seemed to have mastered the key points. After constantly snatching the dragon egg wall and hitting it a few times, it finally broke all the upper half of the dragon egg.
After a few cries of animal cubs came out, a black shadow emitting a trance-inspiring atmosphere slowly crawled out of the dragon egg and snuggled next to the other two unhatched dragon eggs.
"Dragon? I hope I can see clearly." Dylan murmured to himself, surging as much as possible with the dark magic power that was no longer full of inflated in his body.
Staring at the dark young dragon, Dylan felt frightened and trembled all over, and felt an instinctive sense of escape from animals.
As the dark part gradually became clear, Dylan felt someone whispering in his ear, inducing him to do something that hurts his body.
Gradually, the whisper changed into a mechanical long whistle, which made him feel the bright space around him began to twist, winding inward, and curl.
The edges made of straight or vertical black stone began to turn into curves and wavy lines, and finally he actually observed the bottom made of cement and stone tiles under the floor tiles.
His gaze changed from three-dimensional to four-dimensional. When he was dizzy, he could actually see the full picture of the "young dragon" in front of him from ten directions at the same time, and even had a perspective of reverse observation from the inside to the outside.
"I... pray for the protection of the Lord of the Dark Night."
In desperation, Dylan began to make a second soul:
"I... pray for the right guidance from the Lord."
Under the semi-prayer-like spirit, Dylan's expression began to become dull. Although he could still feel the sudden pain of being nailed into a nail, the appearance of the young dragon in front of him began to become extremely clear.
"Dragon, young dragon." Dylan made his debut out of the way.
Under the protection of goggles, the body of the "young dragon" in front of him was filled with a circle of chaotic, invisible and chaotic colorful black color.
He stared at the dragon with his eyes, trying to further observe the details of the "young dragon" body.
Then, he found that except for a small area around the "young dragon", the area around him was suddenly swept by endless darkness.
For a moment, he even doubted whether he had been guided into a dream.
But after thinking a little, it seems that in the entire Hope Church, except for the two brothers Ato and Aaron, there should be no other [tempter]/[fraudulent]/[refrain] in which he should not be able to induce him, make wrong guidance or have hallucinations.
Immediately afterwards, the "desire emblem" given by Merina in his hand also emitted a dazzling white light.
A few seconds later, the messy sound in his ears and the confused light in front of him suddenly disappeared, leaving only the black "young dragon" that had swallowed two other dragon eggs on the floor tiles in the white room.
"It seems to be polluted. Just eating similar eggs can have such a serious impact on our spirit. I really don't know if the Socra Committee has other purposes. Dylan, you and I are both upper-class professionals. You are [fraudulent], I am [Prayer], you and I can easily reach the darkest areas of the spirit, but just now, we were all in chaos and reached the brink of madness."
"If it is a human, even a middle-level psychic or a loser, I should have taken out a pistol and pointed it at my head just now. By the way, I felt an extremely painful feeling of loss. Dylan, I don't know what you feel?" Melinar asked restrainedly, gasped slightly, and wiped the sweat from the rolling down his forehead.
"It's very complicated, but you can feel the fear of inexplicably severe. It's like we are a mouse, crawling at the feet of an extremely strong giant monster. The kind of existence that is not qualified to worship and can only sacrifice ourselves as much as possible to obtain monsters that will not be furious for a moment. It's too humble, we humans...the lost are too humble in front of all gods and sacred races." Dylan sighed.
"So, this little guy... has been successfully hatched now. The "sorrow" around his body should have returned to normal standards. If he does not show a very intimate attitude towards you, I can immediately notify the cardinal in the lower palace to "stop" and ask him to bring a few strong children up and imprison the young dragon.
After all, the feeling of the magic power of the newborn 'young dragon' is not clear. If you induce it and mislead it, we can give a dragon that has been "tamed" to the people of the Socra Committee.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! In this way, the seven or eight thousand people from the Socratic Legion and the Guard will destroy the imperial military operations under the order. If we trust the committee's ability to control the army, some of them can even fight side by side with us and fight against the empire together." Merinal analyzed as optimistic as possible.
"This is a deal, right?" Dylan said with a wry smile.
"That's right, a transaction. Moreover, for this transaction committee also gave us hundreds of communication products developed by deciphering the legacy technology of Cruzder - walkie-talkies. They are technological products that communicate more conveniently and faster than the 'black language'." Merinal smiled.
"Yes, we can still use technology to fight, why didn't I expect it?" Dylan replied unknowingly.
Immediately afterwards, he took two steps forward and carefully observed the "young dragon" crawling on the warm ground in front of him.
Its whole body is pitch black, but the inner side of the wings is a pure red existence, similar to a bat, waving forcefully and unconsciously, but when you look closely, you feel like an eagle.
His body surface showed an obsidian-like luster, and his skin looked round and full under the sunlight.
The scales covered on it look like neatly arranged black gemstones reflect the strong body muscles below. They contract and spread between inhalation and breathing, which has a strong beauty.
Dylan observed and tentatively extended his right hand to the "young dragon".
The "young dragon" seemed to have the ability to communicate with intelligent creatures in nature, but it was actually down and arrogant, with a pair of sharp "anter antlers", which were generally like a lizard's head, snuggled under Dylan's palm, and rubbed it hard a few times, revealing a kind and obedient look.
"Dylan, I think your magic power and your 'inducing, fraud' skill have already played a role. Why not give it a name?" Melinar nodded with satisfaction and looked at the "young dragon" and suggested.
Chapter completed!