The arrival of the dragon descendants would eventually change the future of Tarlonde, the Dukedom of the Holy Dragon, and the entire dragon race. But at this moment, for those who had personally experienced this incident, the first thing they paid attention to was obviously not the "long-term historical significance," but the shocking things in front of them.
The cracked earth, distorted gravity, spatial rifts, and energy surges could be seen everywhere, as well as the malicious elemental and spiritual creatures wandering around the wasteland.
If it were not for the Giant Dragon living here, this land would have long been a forbidden zone for most mortal species.
Accompanied by the Red Dragon Carador, Asalena climbed to the highest watchtower next to Binhai County. From here, she could directly overlook the entire Binhai County and a large piece of desolate wilderness around the town. The sight that greeted her eyes made the Dragon-Mark Witch fall into a long silence. Whether it was in her past memories of her life as a dragon, or in her worst imagination of Tarlonde before she set off, she had never imagined that a piece of land would be destroyed to such an extent. The current situation of this wasteland was completely beyond her expectations.
At this moment, she really realized that the "live video" that Melita Pânia brought to the No.112 meeting was not exaggerated to ask for help. Because compared to the real situation, the video was too mild. Obviously, after a long period of lockdown and social stagnation, Tarlonde's Dragons had no experience in "external propaganda."
What shocked the Dragon-Mark Witch even more was that on such a wasteland, Tarlonde's Giant Dragon actually planned to heal and rebuild their home, and continue to live on this land.
"With all due respect, in my opinion, this land is completely unsuitable for living." Asalena took a gentle breath and said solemnly to the old Red Dragon beside her. "The price to pay to heal this land is amazing. For you, the more cost-effective choice should be to leave here and start over somewhere suitable for living."
"From a rational point of view, you are right." Carador smiled and shook his head. "But we can't just leave like this. This land is our home for more than a million years. Everything we have is buried deep in the earth. It is far from being able to give it up by 'starting over.' And … we still have responsibilities. Whether it is the wandering monsters here or the giant tower in the northwest, they are all things that the Dragons must bear."
"Responsibility?" Asalena said softly, but her eyes fell on a half-melted giant tower outside the town. The building might have once been part of a large factory, but now the surrounding components and piping system had turned into solidified plates on the ground, leaving only the crooked and tattered tower standing in the cold wind like some kind of skeleton. "… In fact, before I came here, I had guessed what Tarlonde would look like. In earlier years, I also had many fantasies about this' dragon's homeland 'like the other dragonkin. But after coming here, I realized that all my imaginations were wrong."
Carador pondered for a moment and finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask. "What do the dragonkin think of Tarlonde?"
"If you are referring to this land, then Tarlonde is like a real but distant 'story' to us. We know of its existence, but no one knows what it looks like. The only connection we have with it is the legends passed down from ancient times. In that legend, we have a homeland — a place we can never reach.
"And if you are referring to the 'pure-blooded Giant Dragon of Tarlonde' like you, then I can only say that many dragonkin hated but yearned for you before learning the truth, only to be touched and conflicted after learning the truth.
"The dragonkin resented your 'exile' and concealment, dissatisfied with the fate that was arranged, as well as your arbitrary 'mission legacy'. But apart from these impulsive feelings, most of the dragonkin knew very well how they lived to this day. Whether they are willing to admit it or not, it is an irrefutable fact that our lives originated from Tarlonde."
Carador was not surprised at such a contradictory and tangled answer. He only whispered, "It seems that our arbitrary decision has had a far-reaching impact on you … What about you? Miss Asalena, what do you think of us? "
"Me?" The Dragonmark Witch chuckled. "I don't have any opinions about you. I'm here on behalf of my country to help another country that needs help. This is a part of the Union's' Internal Assistance Act. 'That's all.
Carador looked at the red-haired young Dragons with some surprise. After a long time, he smiled. "I think I understand why Leader Balogel sent you to lead this team."
…
After a long voyage, the Winter and the fleet finally crossed the sea where the Eternal Storm once occupied. Tarlonde was no longer far away, and more and more scenes that were rarely seen around the Lolun Continent appeared on the route of the supply fleet. Small floating ice floes floating in the distance, seals jumping between the floating ice floes to hunt, the magic light in the sky, and the polar phenomenon that always alternated between day and night. All of these were eye-opening for the crew. Even Byron himself began to sigh at the wonders of nature.
Outside the bridge of the Winter, Byron came to the guardrail of the open connecting corridor. He looked at a glacier that was slowly drifting past the fleet in the distance. He saw that there were unknown seabirds landing on it. He immediately picked up the small magic net terminal that he brought out from the cabin and recorded the scene on the sea with the photographic crystal on the terminal.
A slight rustling sound of the snake's tail sliding on the ground came into his ears. A slightly lazy magnetic voice came from the side. "Are you recording the scenery on the sea again?"
Byron looked back and saw a siren with long black hair and a tear mole at the corner of her eye crawling along the connecting corridor toward him. At the end of her long tail was a struggling small water elemental. He pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled. "I'm going to bring it back as a gift for my daughter, Ms. Kassandra. I promised to record these things for her before I set off."
"I can hear that you love your daughter very much." Kassandra the siren wriggled her body like a snake. She seemed to have just returned to the ship from the sea and was still adapting to the walking posture after leaving the water. Then she suddenly pushed the small water elemental forward and inserted a straw into the head of the water elemental. "Want a sip? I just caught it from the bottom of the sea. It's mixed with a little cold water and the magic core unique to the polar region. It's very tasty. "
The small water elemental that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws started to struggle even harder. A sharp and angry voice came from the surging water body, "You even changed your human puppet! You still have a human puppet! "
Byron immediately took half a step back. The corner of his mouth twitched. He waved his hand and said, "No, I really can't stand this thing. And I suggest you don't let other humans try this thing. It doesn't match our digestive system."
"That's a pity." Kassandra shrugged and put the water elemental to her mouth. She took a deep breath and sighed with satisfaction. "The water elemental from the Arctic tastes the best. It's full of energy, cold and refreshing. It's worthy of being blasted out from the depths of the Elemental Realm by the gods. The water elemental in the temperate zone and near the equator is much worse. And after signing the peace agreement, most of the water elemental no longer bother us. It's boring."
The small water elemental suddenly screamed again. "Shameless! Shameless! I shouldn't have added ice when I went out today! "
Even Byron, who was a mutant in the army, was a little stunned. He looked at the elemental in Kassandra's tail with a strange expression. It had shrunk to half its original size. He could not help but say, "It's time to let it go. It looks so pitiful."
"As long as its surging core is not destroyed, an elemental will not really die even if it is sucked dry in the main material world." Kassandra glanced at Byron. "And if this guy grows a few hundred times bigger, you won't necessarily feel sorry for it. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, there are a lot of these small splits in the elemental fissures near Tarlonde. We can always catch some fresh ones."
As she spoke, the siren lady swung her tail to the side and threw the small water elemental into the sea not far away. A sharp scream came from the air. "I thank your whole family! I thank your whole family! "
Kassandra looked at the water elemental falling to the side of the ship until the latter's voice and figure disappeared from sight. She then turned her head slightly and said thoughtfully, "I don't know if it is due to the influence of the residual power of the Dragon God. The elemental or spiritual creatures coming out of the fissures near Tarlonde are overly active. Under normal circumstances, this level of water elemental should not have such a strong activation reaction."
Byron frowned and became a little serious. "I don't know much about elemental creatures, but when I was an adventurer, I had dealt with a lot of hostile elemental or spiritual monsters. These guys that enter the main material world are not very strong when they are alone. But if there are stable fissures that allow them to come out continuously, the level of danger rises sharply. I heard from you that there are many such fissures in Tarlonde now? "
"There are more than a lot. They are everywhere." Kassandra shook her head. "There are fissures in the sky, on the ground, and on the bottom of the sea. The fissures, big and small, are like the cracks inside the crystal polymer, covering the whole Tarlonde. Most of them are water and fire elemental, but there are also some elemental spiritual creatures and shadowy creatures. "
Byron's frown deepened. "For those adventurers, this is probably almost like a paradise on earth. As long as they are strong enough, the harvest of a few months here is enough for them to live a rich life after returning to the Lolun Continent. But if these fissures continue to develop uncontrollably …"
"There is a chance that the unstable elemental fissures will disappear on their own, and there is also a chance that they will merge into a bigger channel. The active elements that squeeze out of the channel will be affected by the environment of the material world. Most of them will fall into a violent state, and few will remain peaceful and kind. If left alone, they will become a great threat, especially the water elemental. They may move along the ocean currents and invade the coast of the Lolun Continent." Kassandra curled her tail and lifted her body higher, which seemed to make her sound more imposing when she spoke. "But judging from the reaction of Tarlonde now, the Dragons do not seem to want to leave this mess behind. They have chosen to stay here, and naturally, they will find a way to close those fissures."
"Then I hope everything goes well for them." Byron thought for a moment and sighed. "Those adventurers who signed up from the Lolun Continent are a bunch of miscellaneous troops who only care about money. At best, they can deal with a small group of monsters wandering in the wilderness. It is unrealistic to expect them to risk their lives to close the fissures."
Kassandra did not speak for a while. She just supported herself with her spiral tail and looked at the distant sea. After a long time, she broke the silence. "Don't forget to be careful of those floating ice. Some of them are strong enough to sink your steel ships. Although we have tried our best to choose a relatively 'quiet' sea, as long as we want to go to Tarlonde, we can't avoid these polar ice floes. The further we go, the more ice floes there will be."
"Don't worry, we will be on high alert for the last part of the voyage," Byron said immediately. At the same time, he looked at Kassandra curiously. "Speaking of which, why don't you return to your navigator position?"
"Do you see those dragons?" Kassandra smiled. At the same time, she raised the tip of her tail and pointed to the small dragons hovering in the sky. "Tarlonde is their home. They are more familiar with the sea conditions ahead than the sirens and the nagas. After all, last time we swam from the bottom of the sea, not the sea. "
At this point, she suddenly stopped. While sensing something, she said casually, "Ah, it seems that something worth seeing is about to appear."
"Something worth seeing?" Byron looked at the sea curiously. "What do you mean?"
"A chaotic turbulence will be generated very close to the fleet. Don't worry, I have made precise calculations. It will not impact our next route, but I am afraid it will impact the minds of many people. "
The siren glanced at Byron as she spoke. "You'd better order the alarm now and let the crew be prepared, mainly on the psychological level. At the same time, let the scholars on board be prepared. The long-awaited close observation is coming. "
Byron's face suddenly changed. He turned his head and ran in the direction of the bridge. Kassandra looked back at the still calm and empty sea. On the line connecting the sea to the sky, the coastline of Tarlonde was faintly visible.
After crossing this chaotic turbulence, the fleet would arrive at Tarlonde.
A moment later, a harsh alarm sounded on all the ships in the fleet. Byron's distinctive rough voice came from the ship's broadcast.
"Attention! Chaotic turbulence is forming near the route. This turbulence will not endanger the fleet, but everyone still needs to be prepared for safety!
"Unrelated personnel return to the cabin immediately. All ships shrink in formation. Do not deviate from the safe route!"
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