In the incubation room, which was shimmering with runes, the temperature was pleasant. Suddenly, the pale golden dragon egg trembled slightly, and the newspaper floating in front of the dragon egg made a rustling sound.
Betty, who was wiping the eggshell with a soft cloth, immediately noticed the movement. She raised her head with concern and asked, "Ms. Enya? Did I hurt you? "
"Ah... no." A gentle voice came from the golden giant egg. "I just feel a little... trembling."
Betty tilted her head slightly in confusion. "Trembling? Is it because it's cold? "
"No, the room is very warm, but I just feel like... trembling." Enya sounded a little perplexed. "It's weird. I've never felt this way before. Is this one of the changes after the separation of human nature and divinity?"
"I don't understand," Betty said honestly. Then, she glanced at Enya, who was reading the newspaper, and smiled. "Ms. Enya, would you like some more black tea? Tea and hot tea are waiting for you. "
"Ah, of course, thank you, little Betty," Enya immediately said with a clear smile in her tone.
Betty happily ran to the small table with tea. She had specially ordered someone to move the table in the past two days for tea and the newspaper. She picked up her favorite big teapot, then came to the golden giant egg and carefully poured the tea on the eggshell. Accompanied by the sound of water splashing, a refreshing aroma spread out along with the rising steam. The whole room was filled with the fragrance of the finest black tea.
Betty did not know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Ms. Enya's eggshell had been completely contaminated with the aroma in the past few days. Even after wiping it clean, she could still smell the fragrance of the tea when she got close to the giant egg. However, seeing that Ms. Enya did not care about it, she thought that it was not a bad thing.
The little maid's mind was filled with some wonderful thoughts. Enya, who was at the side, let out a satisfied sigh. "Thank you … I'm really grateful to you all this time, little girl."
"It's my duty," Betty quickly said. "Do you want more?"
"Not for the time being," Enya replied softly. Then, she asked curiously, "Is your master not back yet?"
"Well … Master and the others will not be back for many days," Betty scratched her head, recalling what she had heard from others. "It is said that the meeting will last for many days.
Furthermore, there are still a bunch of small meetings after the big meeting … I don't know why it's taking so long.
But I heard that this is how the big shots deal with each other. "
"… Mortals have fickle minds and different desires. It has always been difficult for them to reach a consensus.
But is it a good thing as long as you do it?
It's better to waste time and energy than to remain stagnant for thousands of years, "Enya said softly.
The newspaper floating in the air slowly flipped to another page. "Tell me about this thing called the Magic Net.
I'm suddenly curious about the neural network mentioned in it … "
…
The Giant Dragon had killed their gods — all of them.
Melita Pânia was standing under the flag of Tarlonde?
The blue dragon, who had experienced the battle of the deicidal war and was heavily wounded, opened her hands. Under her control, the powerful magic power quickly resonated with the magic environment of the Stone of Oaths. Accompanied by a light curtain and a soft sizzling sound caused by the turbulence of magic power falling from the sky, above the grand and solemn Stone of Oaths?
A magic illusion that was larger and more frightening than all the previous holographic images suddenly unfolded.
The Giant Dragon not only had a strong body, but also a master of magic.
The blue dragon was especially good at illusionary spells. Under the control of Melita, the scene in the sky shocked everyone who came to the scene. Even Gwen, who already knew what was going to happen, could not help but feel suffocated. He looked up at the sky?
Seeing a distorted horizon appear in the magic illusion that covered the entire sky, with monstrous flames and thunderstorms wreaking havoc in the heavens?
He saw thousands of Giant Dragon and indistinguishable battle machines galloping in the sky, fighting with a hybrid "creature" that covered the sky and was even more terrifying than the mad God of War …
But this was not the whole scene.
When the destructive scenes of the disaster shocked everyone, the scene suddenly changed?
Had the flames of war turned the land into a grand and magnificent shrine and palace?
There were dragons soaring in the clouds on the mountains?
The land was covered with prosperous and illusory cities. The advanced races that humans had never imagined lived among the tall buildings and factory facilities. But in the next second, the scenes of war burned from the edge of the scene. The wrath of the gods destroyed everything, and the civilization of the Dragons was destroyed.
"… That was the former Tarlonde, the prosperous appearance of our homeland …"
"… That was the Tarlonde not long ago. When our god crossed the threshold of madness, the entire Giant Dragon Kingdom was destroyed and swallowed …"
As Melita spoke in a low voice, the scenes in the sky changed. People saw how a once glorious kingdom collapsed in the flames of war. They saw the stark contrast between before and after the destruction of the Giant Dragon Kingdom in the illusion. When the glorious palace buildings and city factories burned and collapsed in the flames, some of the representatives could not help but sigh with regret and astonishment. This was the subconscious sigh of watching beautiful things being destroyed.
"… We once lived in a very comfortable environment. That environment was a cradle and also a prison. The details of this will take a long time to explain. I can only tell you one thing here: the former Tarlonde Kingdom was many times more comfortable than the current 'safe zone' of the Lorien Continent, and the Giant Dragon Kingdom … was also once much stronger than your kingdom.
"But all of this could not escape the fate of destruction — just like what you have seen."
Melita gently put down her hands, and the runes around her immediately rearranged themselves. The illusion in the sky changed in an instant. The magnificent palace and the destructive war disappeared, and what appeared in front of everyone was a wasteland. The ground on the wasteland was scorched and cracked, and the coastline at the edge of the land was broken and distorted. The sky was full of deadly elemental cracks, and the crazy elemental creatures and uncontrollable energy wraiths were raging in the barely recognizable ruins of the city.
In the depths of the wasteland, some stubborn lights could be seen. A small refuge settlement stood on the ground like a candle in the wind. The scarred Giant Dragon Kingdom was near the refuge, resisting the threat of the wasteland — just like Gondor 700 years ago.
"This is the present Tarlonde," Melita said in a low voice, and the illusion that covered the sky was extinguished.
If there was anything more shocking than the arrival of the Giant Dragon Kingdom and the participation of the Mortal Alliance, it was undoubtedly the shocking truth that Melita conveyed at this moment. Everyone in the venue fell into a great shock at this moment. They did not know how to react to everything that happened in front of them. The intensive consultations, the connections of the small groups, and the suspicion of the three empires during the preparation period of the conference suddenly seemed to have faded away. It was as if a child was seriously calculating the snacks and toys in a safe house, but suddenly the sky fell and the earth cracked. The wall that sheltered the child from the wind and rain collapsed, and what appeared in front of the child was the burning, burning world of adulthood.
Was there anything more bewildering than this?
There was once a Giant Dragon Kingdom that was more powerful than all the countries on the Lolun Continent combined. There was also a Tarlonde Kingdom that was safer than the Lolun Continent. It stood there for 1.87 million years, and its history was far beyond the knowledge of all mortals — and then it was gone.
It was gone in a day.
In an indescribable silence, some of the representatives gradually recovered from the shock. They reacted and began to think. Many of them quickly connected the dots to the war between Typhon and Cecil. Some of the inside stories of the war had been revealed in some reference documents that were only for internal circulation. They thought about the description of the God of War in the documents and the sensational truths that they had heard from their own intelligence channels. These truths were once doubtful and even contradictory. But at this moment, the news from Tarlonde strongly supported the terrifying information.
Many people began to think about the holographic projections around the Stone Ring of Oaths, and a sense of fear gripped their hearts. Some of the representatives fell into deep thought with serious expressions, but some of them looked gloomy. It seemed that it was not just a look of worry.
Gwen took in the changes in everyone's expressions. He also noticed the representatives with particularly complicated expressions. The relevant information quickly came to his mind. He realized that most of the representatives were from the kingdoms with strong influence of the Church. The influence of the gods on them had penetrated into all aspects of society, so these people's reactions were expected.
But until the end, none of the representatives left the meeting in anger or immediately stood up to refute. This was also in line with Gwen's initial judgment.
Even the countries with strong influence of the Church would send secular leaders to participate in this meeting. And the Queen of the Silver Empire, the world's largest theocratic empire, had already stood on Cecil's side.
"Thank you for your speech, Ambassador Tarlonde."
Gwen's voice broke the silence in the meeting hall. It was only then that everyone seemed to come to their senses. There was a burst of applause. Melita Pânia also returned to her seat after a simple salute. After that, the applause gradually died down. Gwen stood up and looked around the meeting hall before he continued his speech.
"This is the current state of Tarron. It should be beyond the expectations of many, but there is one thing I still want to make clear. While the Tarron civilization had indeed suffered a calamity like the Gondor Empire seven hundred years ago, many dragons had survived the calamity, just like the humans of the past, many dragons had survived the calamity. Now, the surviving Dragons have formed a temporary government. Miss Melita Pânia is representing the current Giant Dragon Council to contact us.
"The current situation is that the Dragons have regained their freedom. They are generally willing to coexist peacefully with the other mortal countries in the world. They are even willing to become members of our future alliance. But first, they need help, just like the survivors of Gondor 700 years ago. On the other hand, not all Giant Dragons have maintained order after the war. Currently, communication in the wasteland of Tarlonde has been cut off, and an unknown number of Dragons are in a state of isolation from the civilized order. Now, Miss Melita and her people are trying their best to bring these unknown compatriots back to civilized society … But their power is still limited.
"These Dragons are not under the control of the Giant Dragon's temporary government. They are not bound by order, and they may have even turned violent. And one day in the future, they may come to our continent."
As Gwen's voice trailed off, he left enough time for the representatives to think and react. Soon, some of them were alerted. A representative from the Northern City-State Confederation could not help but stand up and stare. "You mean, the Giant Dragon may attack the human world?!"
"Not just the human world," Gwen said faintly. "It includes the lands of the gray elves, dwarves, fairies, eldar and other mortals. No one can be left alone."
"Tarlonde deeply regrets this. We are partly responsible for this matter, but our power is limited now." Melita sighed. Her expression was sincere and apologetic. "We can only ensure that our compatriots under the control of the council abide by order. But for those Dragons isolated by the wasteland … our current social management department is overwhelmed."
There was a whisper of discussion in the hall.
The previous disasters presented by the holographic projections were terrible, but they were still a little distant from the reality of the situation. But at this moment, the sudden crisis loomed over everyone's head. There were many hungry and irrational Giant Dragons wandering in the dark, and there were many Giant Dragons, powerful enough to destroy cities, on their way to plunder the human world … The sword hanging over their heads, the blade of the sword was shining brightly!
Some of the representatives of the small kingdoms in the northern part of the Lolun Continent first felt the crisis. Anger rose in their hearts, but they soon found that they had nowhere to vent their anger.
They looked at the ambassador of the Dragons, who was sitting under the red and golden flag, and found that they did not even have the courage to stare at him …
The scene of the Dragons descending from the sky was still deeply imprinted in everyone's mind. Any rational person now realized the reality: the glorious civilization of Tarlonde may be gone, but the Dragons were still there, and these innately powerful creatures … As long as they were alive, they were much stronger than many isolated small kingdoms.
The ambassador of the Dragons did not come here to beg for mercy. In fact, she came here to remind the countries of the continent that she was very responsible.
"Then how should we deal with it?" Finally, another representative stood up. His tone was filled with worry.
"The Dragons have never shirked their responsibilities. If there are members of the same race who have done something wrong … they should also be held accountable," Melita said in a heavy tone. "The Tarlonde Council has decided that any Dragons who do not obey the Council's management, attack the countries of the Lolun Continent, and violate the Community Alliance Agreement will be expelled. The other members of the Alliance and Tarlonde have the right and obligation to shoot them down after three warnings."
The Stone Ring of Oaths quieted down. The representatives felt a kind of steely will from the solemn words of the ambassador of the Dragons. They were touched by the spirit embodied in this will, but soon, many people realized another fact that touched them even more.
Shoot down the Giant Dragon … Bullsh * t!
That's a dragon! When they descended from the sky just now, everyone saw clearly that they could sweep the entire city wall with their wings. The magic waves emanating from their bodies seemed to be able to ignite the sky!
It was fine for the big empires like Cecil and Typhon, who had powerful air forces, but what about the weak border countries? What should they use to shoot down these creatures? Gather a group of combat mages and throw a big fireball into the sky? Or launch the king up to reform the Giant Dragon?
(I recommend a book from the new historical article "New Books" published in July. That's right, you didn't read it wrong. This book is called "The New Book." Although the name sounds magical, it is actually a serious story about a transmigrator fighting against the Child of the Dimension. To be honest, the biggest reason why I recommend this book is actually because I kept thinking about this book title … but it was actually stolen by someone else.
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