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"The 'caste tenacity' of creatures is an amazing thing. In my opinion, it can even be called the most amazing thing in the entire multiverse, no one!"

In a vast and towering cave somewhere in the underground world, a humanoid creature wearing an eagle-feather hood and a tree-patterned cloak was standing in front of a strange giant tree and muttering to himself.

The branches of the giant tree stretched upwards, reaching the top of the cave and spreading around along the top of the cave, covering the glowing rocks on the top of the cave. These glowstones emit an intoxicating light blue fluorescence like stars, and the rays of light hang down from the gaps in the branches, trying their best to dispel the eternal darkness of the underground world, but they still cannot illuminate the face hidden under the hood.

"Dragon's powerful talent allows it and almost all creatures in the universe to successfully reproduce offspring. Whether that creature is an intelligent race such as elves and humans, or beasts and animals such as snakes, griffins, or some even A worm without the lowest intelligence, just acting on instinct." The man's voice was melodious and magnetic, which made people feel good.

He sat on a tangled tree root, "You heard that right, those underground worms that crawl around and like to burrow. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never believe that there are still in this world. Such dragon-blooded creatures exist. Oh, God knows if those flying lizards are in love, will they even spare the lifeless undead."

A chuckle came from under the hood, "Actually, to a certain extent, this is a natural choice. In the foreseeable future, these ancient and powerful creatures will all become extinct in a certain civilization era. Maybe It's this, maybe the next, it's just a matter of time, but there's no way to change the outcome because it's the result of natural selection."

He leaned back casually. Although there was nothing behind him, just as he was about to fall, a few nodules rose up from the ground and gently supported his body. "However, even if those giant dragons are destined to disappear in the long river of history, their bloodlines are still integrated into many surviving species, dormant like hibernating snakes, waiting for the opportunity to re-emerge and transform."

The roots of the giant tree, like the branches at the top, are twisting and growing crazily, not only covering the entire ground, but also climbing up the walls like snakes of snakes. The branches and the python roots finally meet on the wall and become entangled with each other, turning the entire cave into a peculiar circular tree cage.

"But even if the dragon's bloodline is so strong, it still cannot maintain itself independently in the union between species." The hooded man said to the giant tree, "Humans have a kingdom called 'Takara', which built In an endless desert. The inhabitants of this kingdom all have black hair like ink, and no matter who the inhabitants of the kingdom marry, their descendants will have black hair, without exception." The man clasped his hands behind his head, "Even if the party to be combined is not a human being, but an elves, orcs, or even a giant dragon, the result remains unchanged."

"What a strong and resilient bloodline this is, it is so persistent in passing on itself to the next generation, whether the next generation is a human, half-elf, half-dragon or something else." The voice sighed, "This bloodline is Like a stubborn lord, even if the whole country has ceased to exist, it still has to cling to its castle. The country has changed from prosperity to decline, but this castle has always stood in the middle of the land. not willing to make the slightest compromise.”

"Many species have a little bit of that stubborn bloodline, or the color of the hair, or the scales of the body, but it's certainly not the whole of the body."

The man looked up, and a faint blue fluorescent light shone in the hood, revealing a pair of light gray eyes. He looked at the massive cocoon-like fruit hanging from the branches, and continued to mutter, "The offspring of elves, humans, and dragons will never be one of them, but a new species created by the combination of the two. That part of the bloodline that determines the existence of our species can't always stick to itself like the color of hair, because it doesn't conform to the laws of nature."

"Why is the bloodline of a beastly creature so strong?" The elegant voice turned into a deep doubt, "With the continuous reproduction of many hybrids, the bloodline of one of them will gradually become thinner, but the beastly creature is not. in this way."

He got up, pulled the loose eagle-feather hood on his head, and buried his eyes in the darkness again, "As long as one parent is a beast, its descendants must be the same beast, no matter who it is with. Combined, no matter how many generations of blood thinning, nothing will change, just like the black hair color of the kingdom of Takara."

After he got up, the tree roots that had supported him began to gather and gather like vines, turning into a strange creature with a humanoid body, an invisible face, and a tree spirit.

This creature quietly followed behind the hooded man, and the roots on the ground were like flowing water under its feet, rising and falling as it moved.

"Could this be the reason for the ancient 'beastification curse'?" The hooded man stood still, "This terrible curse has existed for countless epochs, and it still exists today, and will continue to exist. The corresponding antidote has been researched, but this curse has not been completely eradicated in the multiverse, otherwise there would be no werewolves, bearmen and other strange creatures."

"All beastly creatures are species that go against the laws of nature, the seeds of destruction left behind by a terrible curse on the world. They have spent their entire lives fighting against animal instincts, and even the soothing touch of a druid can only work. to temporary repression."

The hooded man turned around and looked at the strange creatures behind him, "I have absolutely no intention of discriminating against these species, 'Roland Hill', but they are too close, too close, right in our house The door. No one wants to live in front of their house with a bunch of mad dogs who may go crazy at any time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ No?"

The gathered tree roots were constantly changing on the faces of the strange creatures, and finally transformed into a female face. It, or she nodded, seemed to agree with the hooded man.

"But this is only the first step, and it is also the smallest and insignificant step." The hooded man stretched out his hand and stroked the cheek of the creature in front of him, "Your mother is destined to stay at home, but I hope you can go out for the sake of We gain more living space. After all, the grasslands will be more fertile after the flames.”

Following his words, the massive cocoon-shaped fruit on the giant branches fell to the ground like a torrential rain. The tree fruit crackled and cracked, and a hideous and ugly creature emerged from it. Some creatures are covered in sharp pine needles, while others are huge, constantly wriggling vines, like tree roots on the ground.

"There should be no mercy in the competition between species," whispered the hooded man. "We are on the brink of extinction, like dragons. If we don't want to end up like them, there must be a first A man of resistance came forward."

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