Steel steam and flame

The New World Tree may be smiling, speaking with a smile, but the voice that echoes in the spiritual world will never have emotions: "Among the dragons, I can still remember that I have become a six-stage life form by my own evolutionary path. In the history of living, the number of examples is only single digits.”

Already accustomed to it, Monikoloa likes to match the corresponding words and emotions for the new world tree according to his real-time mood. He took it as a compliment: "Thank you."

He said that he was slightly regretful and contradictory, with complex emotions in his words, "Sometimes I envy human surgeons. Since they were born, they have had nothing, are weak and very fragile. After becoming a surgeon, it will take a long time." Here, a large piece of it was burned away by a normally growing wild dragon."

"But just because there is nothing, it leaves itself with a lot of choices. Even if you choose to use dragon tissue for surgery later, it will not be seriously affected by dragon blood and can go in various evolutionary directions. Dragons themselves But it can’t. It is a second type of creature. If you want to take another evolutionary route, you not only need to think about many issues of the evolutionary route like a surgeon, but you also need to resist the powerful influence of the dragon blood itself. "

The New World Tree contains information collected over a long history. "Dragons themselves are the second type of life. Not following the established evolutionary route is a challenge to the fact that 'dragons are the second type of life'. Do you want to The cost of correcting the facts will be huge, but the rewards of correcting the facts will be absolutely surprising.”

"Of course." Monikoloa was happy. He briefly recalled all the memories of waking up in a dragon egg, then breaking out of the shell, coming into contact with the moist and cold air, and starting to survive and evolve as a dragon, and his emotions surged with emotion.

"I hope that in the battle that may occur in the future, I can delay the two wild dragon leaders without any accidents, without the need for additional assistance." He has no more requirements for himself, because in a short period of time, he has a clear understanding of his own strength. With the positioning in place, "the discussions on the endless sea and the journey to the Far Sea Common Country a few days ago also fully understood the power of Miss Elinor. If she had not used the holy sword to kill the dragon leader who did not listen to persuasion, , maybe my confidence in myself will not disappear, but a lot will remain.”

"Most of the members who participated in the discussions on the Endless Sea were clear about it at that time, right? And they wouldn't have any doubts."

"Probably the long time on the island in the sky gave me a lot of things that are similar to self-confidence, but are not actually self-confidence." Monikoloa thought of himself during the discussion in the Endless Sea and thought that he could still survive after thousands of years. Psychological growth cannot really be called a good thing.

The bad news is that "it cannot be called a good thing", and it is indeed not a good thing; the good news is that those who participated in the discussion on the Endless Sea are all members of the alliance, and he did not lose his life as a result.

During the conversation through the spiritual world, the orange fireball created by the red star's light purifying pollution stabilized at a diameter of more than six kilometers and no longer changed.

"It takes two days to completely remove the pollution. During this period, I will imprint the lines of the World Tree on this body. After Cassia takes over the body, she can save the time of comparing the lines with me."

The conversation between the two ended. The New World Tree then spoke, "I will observe the purification of the body."

Monikoloa moved his head, "I'm going to conduct the planned experiment. In the starry sky environment, walking on the deep blue field. In addition to considering the burning of the unfiltered red star's light, we also need to calculate the speed of travel. Not in the environment on the continent, most powers cannot be used. The starry sky itself has a strange phenomenon of diluting and absorbing various powers. "

"The final decision is between you and Cassia. One of the main reasons is that both you and Cassia have the ability to absorb and utilize the power of the red star's light."

"I know." Monikoloa said, spreading his wings. Countless vine branches also intertwined in front of him, building a broad road diagonally downwards. At the end of it was the deep blue boundary that reflected some bright red light.

Monikoloa, who was on the path of vine branches, looked up from time to time to look at the orange fireball, and also at the red star "Sun" deep in the starry sky, calculating the distance from here to the whirlpool of the polar sea - the distance on land is very far. Determining the travel route above the dark blue field, the distance has almost increased by half.

The original distance would have taken a long time by flying quickly. Now I have to rely on my body to run...

Monikoloa stopped thinking. A few minutes later, when he reached the end, he looked at the boundary of the dark blue domain with bright red light in front of him, and he could visually feel the power of red star light that had accumulated on it for a long time. It was a piece of translucent glass-like thing that had been baked all year round. The gathered energy was not only converted into heat, but probably also into other things.

The matte black scales on both claws were pulsing, and with a clicking sound, Monikoloa stepped on the extreme limit of the deep blue field, as if stepping on a mirror-like lake, with layers of bright red ripples slowly rippling. The waves rippled and spread thousands of meters before gradually returning to calm.

And where his claws stepped on, the bright red turned into dazzling white patches, and the heat comparable to the breath of dragons in the extreme realm had formed.

"Boom!" Monikoloa subconsciously simulated the sound of the explosion.

Because the place where the two claws stepped on was not only as hot as breath, but the blazing white patch also exploded with energy and exploded in the next few seconds.

"There really won't be any other suitable life forms to choose from." Monikoloa's last chance was completely destroyed by the explosion. Only he and Cassia can walk on the limit of the deep blue field in the starry sky. As for other six-stage life forms, although they are not unable to walk, the price they pay will be more than ten times, or even dozens of times, that of him and Cassia.

In the silent starry sky, pieces of blazing white light shone against the dark background of the starry sky. Monikoloa moved towards the polar sea vortex and began the experiment.

This time, he needed to stay as far away from the range that the new world tree could affect as possible to obtain the most real data in order to provide intelligence information for the actual actions later. At that time, he would carry a large number of uranium-gold bombs on his body. So he couldn't take risks, and he wouldn't take risks.

Facing dozens of uranium-gold bombs, he never believed that he could survive the explosion. The only hope was that he could leave some ultimate metal bone fragments.