While the Northland was happy because everything was going well, there was a lot of noise in the dragon's sacred mountain on the other side.

Ever since Deca returned with a wound, the dragon hadn't stopped.

After dragging a painful Deka back to the Holy Mountain, it really startled the other ancestral dragons. At the time, Decca was only urging them to examine and document the wound as soon as possible. In order for everyone to know more, it has taken too much energy to keep these wounds that will heal themselves at any time.

The ancestral dragons did not expect that Deka would see the "net" so easily, and they also experienced it themselves.

As Deka spoke, the faces of many ancestral dragons gradually became solemn. Decca was able to see the net so easily, and it was true that it was because children were ignorant. But more likely, such nets are common for wizards there.

When Deca's presentation ended, questions began to be asked. But the first question, Decca was asked.

How big is that net?

Facing the dragons' gaze, Deka became cramped......

There are more and more questions. Along with the doubts, the anxiety gradually accumulated. The ancestral dragons deduced that the net that Deca saw through Siri was probably just a rudimentary form.

But Decca doesn't think so.

It had seen the net with its own eyes, but when Siri hid it again, it had not been able to detect any of it. Until now, Decca didn't know if the net had been put away or if it was still lurking around.

It's a terrible feeling.

If you can't figure this out, you'll inevitably be suspicious when you face Siri again.

Seeing a child for the first time made it a little neglectful, so that it ignored the other party's identity as a great wizard, as well as the power represented by this identity.

Now that I think about it, it was careless enough to let a great wizard crawl around on his body.

Deka regretted it a little, and at that time he felt that this villain ignored the danger, but in fact, it was himself who really ignored the danger. It's reckless, I'm afraid Frost Leaf has been snickering.

Thinking of this, Deka was a little stunned in his heart, "How will you deal with Frost Leaf in the future?"

The dragons followed its description and tried to make a model of a net. But it's just a thing, and they still don't know what it does.

At present, Deka only knew that this net had great lethality, and it was completely at the mercy of others at that time. If it weren't for the timely drinking of the frost leaf, it would have lost half its life even if it didn't die.

It could feel that Sirry had no intention of keeping her hand at all. Whenever he thinks of this, Deka can't help but secretly hate: "Who taught this unlucky child?"

For the net in front of him, Deka was helpless.

In the eyes of many ancestral dragons, this net is a tattered. They still don't understand how this piece of sash hurt Deca, and if it weren't for Deka's deliberate scars for them to see, I'm afraid no one would believe it was real.

The dragons hoped that Deka would recall more details of the injury, but there was nothing it could do. As Sirry and Rejia crawled around on it, a deep chill unconsciously paralyzed its senses and dulled its body. So much so that it doesn't even know how it got hurt.

But without these details, it is impossible to reverse and imitate.

Until a few days ago, Nita, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "The net has been unfolded, and I can't touch it through the dream. ”

Youzu Long asked, "What exactly is the net you are talking about, and is it the same as the net described by Deka?"

"Maybe. Nita gave an ambiguous answer. His gaze fell on Deka again, "What did you promise someone do last time, how did you prepare?"

Deca shook his head, "There's something wrong with the fleet, and the fleets that have been traveling between the two sides lately are too small to bring them over at once. So I simply let them fly north and wait, and when the winter cold falls on the sea, I will take them with me. ”

Nita sighed, "We can't afford to wait, time is not on our side. The net is expanding faster and faster, so we can't delay any longer. ”

Decca was a little depressed, "Even if that net really covers the barren continent, what can it do? I've been wondering lately, can that net really cross this vast sea?"

You've predicted disasters in the past, so why are you so nervous and concerned this time?"

"It doesn't have to happen in the past," Nita continued in an accentuated tone, "but this time, that net will cover the world."

At first I was just worried, but with your return the results have become clearer. In the twisted dream, only the web that envelops the world becomes more and more real.

I've always wondered how a few wizards could build such a behemoth, but what if these wizards were just an introduction? What if the world was on their side?

The speed at which that kind of power grew was impossible to achieve with just a few great wizards. ”

"So what?"

"yes, so what?" Nita was a little sad, "we represent the will of the continent beneath our feet, and it is it that has chosen us. We've always been inextricably linked to it. What if, I mean, it doesn't need us anymore?"

Hearing this, the ancestral dragons suddenly fell silent. Then he suddenly burst into various voices to denounce this baseless nonsense.

Nita's voice looked a little tired, "You see, that's it. An ending that even you don't want to face, don't dare to face.

We are not irreplaceable, and the Emerald Continent under our feet has found a better partner.

Prophecy allows me to reach out to more and perceive more in advance. It has begun to ostracize us, making choices in advance for the arrival of that great net. ”

Nita looked around, "We will all be lowly beings in the net, no different from the mortal things we looked down on in the past.

Deca once fell into a net unknowingly until he was injured by a child. Don't you understand, that whoever holds that great net will become the true gods, and we will eventually become their slaves.

Like you, I don't want to believe it. ”

"Decca brought back the rudiments of this net, but we couldn't do it. Nita suddenly smiled, "Even if we can start doing it, who of us can give up everything we have now?"

Even though I've seen the end, I still can't get rid of it. My cycle is embedded in this world, and I am rooted in it.

I am a cycle, and all of this has been ingrained in the endless years and can never be changed.

But I still hope to find a silver lining, an opportunity to join them. ”