The hatchling dragon is about to break its shell.

Tiberia's spirit was shaken.

Although it is a color dragon that is used to solitude, it does not pay much attention to dragon inheritance and the like.

But transporting the dragon eggs and ensuring the birth of the baby dragon was after all the task given to it by the old guy on Dragon Island, even if it didn't care much, it was relieved to see that its mission was about to be completed.

Oh no......

It's not done yet.

It seems that the contract partners of these young dragons will also be selected from among the elves.

Thinking of this, Tiberias suddenly stood up.

Its gaze swept over the elves that were converging towards the square as the dragon eggs moved, and a trace of disdain flashed in its eyes.

Seriously, it's not that it deliberately looks down on the other side.

It's these elves, they're really too weak.

Not only weak, but also chaotic, not only chaotic, but without the slightest haughty heart......

Tiberia had been observing the long-eared men during the days that Tiberia had been in the Emerald as well.

It had heard of elves before, and it was said that they were a beautiful and elegant, friendly and arrogant race with great self-esteem.

This kind of race, maybe the metal dragon will be more preferred, but as a color dragon, Tiberia is not very interested.

For the color dragons, the race that can be recognized by them must be strong and ruthless enough.

However, although he is not interested, at least the elf's self-esteem comparable to that of a giant dragon has more or less made the red dragon still have a little bit of respect for the other party in his heart.

However, after arriving at the Emerald of Filenda, Tiberias found that it was not like that at all......

Forget about being weak.

In humanoid aesthetics, elves are indeed beautiful, but in Tiberia's eyes, these elves have beautiful skins, but they are as ugly as filthy goblins inside......

Standing without standing, sitting without sitting.

What's more, these elves are completely different from the legends, they don't have their own dignity at all!

In order to get a of their own saliva, in order to get a piece of their own scales, these elves are able to grin at almost any taunt they make, and are willing to do anything for themselves.

Perhaps such an act is suitable as a servant, but from the perspective of a contract partner, Tiberia felt that signing a contract with such a being would be an insult to the dragon.

Those who are self-respecting will be respected by others.

And a race that can casually abandon even dignity will never be recognized by the dragon.

Except, of course, Miss Zero, who is a beautiful and powerful, arrogant and mysterious powerhouse.

Tiberias thought.

"Huh? Is it about to break the shell? I don't know which lucky ones will be favored by the little ones this time. ”

Looking at the dragon eggs that kept spreading cracks, the black dragon Merrell muttered to himself with some excitement.

And hearing its words, a trace of disdain flashed in Tiberia's eyes:

"Merrell, it seems that you have been completely assimilated by these lowly ants."

After saying that, it looked at the excited players around it again, and mocked:

"Such a weak and undignified ant, I don't know what the old fellows think, are willing to let them sign a contract with the noble dragon...... I think they'll be able to serve as servants of the noble dragon at best! ”

"Weak? No dignity? Tsk......"

Hearing Tiberia's words, Merrell smacked her lips as if she had heard a funny joke.

"What? Am I not right? ”

Tiberia said with a frown.

"No, of course not, you don't know about these Elven Chosen Ones at all."

Merrell shook his head vigorously.

After speaking, it looked at the red dragon again, and seemed to smile:

"Red Dragon, before you came here from Dragon Island, you didn't know what happened on the mainland recently, did you?"

"What's happening on the mainland? Isn't it just that the magic has been revived, and some ancient beings have also appeared? ”

Tiberias was puzzled.

And hearing its words, Merrell shook his head:

"Looks like you really haven't known much about what's going on in the Elven Forest."

After saying that, it looked at the players around it and sighed:

"If you know them, you realize how horrible they are, and if you deal with them deeply, you realize how proud they are."

"Weak? Hey! Don't think you're all you see. Most of the Chosen ones who stay here are just rookies who have just arrived and guys who don't like to fight, and in their words, Fei Lengcui is a novice village to do life tasks! Not to mention, the strength of the individual is not their horror at all! ”

"No dignity? Scold...... If the Chosen are not dignified, if the Chosen are not proud enough, then it seems to me that there will be no more arrogant and crazy creatures in this world......"

Haughty? Crazy?

Listening to Merrell's words, Tiberia was confused.

Its brow furrowed even deeper as it swept over the elves who were willing to do anything for its sake of the elves who had no lower limit than anything they were willing to do......

Where does such a guy get his dignity?

And between the two dragons talking, the five dragon eggs finally broke their shells.

Five cute little guys slowly poked their heads out.

A black dragon, a blue dragon, and three green dragons.

However, at the moment of breaking the shell, a dense light descended on the five young dragons.

Then...... The five little ones were wrapped in a strange power, hidden in the light......

"Hmm......? This feeling is...... Mental space? ”

Feeling the fluctuations coming from the direction of the young dragon, Merrell's eyes lit up.

Mental space?

Tiberias was slightly stunned.

It also sensed the fluctuations on the dragon egg, which was an ethereal and heavy spiritual fluctuation, and similar fluctuations, it had not encountered in the past few days.

Occasionally, it will see such fluctuations on which lowly ants.

Similar fluctuations usually appear in more than one elf at the same time, and when this kind of fluctuation occurs on their body, they tend to stay in place until the mental fluctuations completely disappear, and then return to normal......

Merrell seemed to know quite well about this, and it glanced at Tiberia, who looked confused, and sneered sneeringly smugly:

"Hey, don't you even know about the mental space? Is this still a knowledgeable dragon? ”

Due to the inheritance of the race, coupled with the longevity of the dragon, whether it is a metal dragon or a color dragon, the dragon is often a knowledgeable and wise man......

And for an adult red dragon with a lifespan of at least five hundred years or more, this is indeed a mockery.

"Hmph, the guy who was raised by the elves, of course I know what a spiritual space is!"

Tiberias bared her teeth.

Spiritual space is a special space shaped by some powerful souls using spiritual power to influence reality, which can pull the souls of other weak existences into it, and is often used in spiritual magic.

But after saying that, the red dragon Tiberia looked in the direction of the young dragon again.

Its expression was a little solemn.

It can feel a kind of power like the sea from that mental fluctuation.

That terrifying power, which seems to have the ability to destroy the world, even makes it produce a kind of instinctive fear......

This...... What exactly is the spiritual world that is shaped?

Could it be......

It turned its head sideways and looked at the Temple of Life, which had been almost renovated on one side of the square, and its gaze grew serious.

"That's right, it's the great world...... Ahem, the spiritual world created by Eve's crown! ”

Myrell coughed dryly and said proudly.

Really......

Tiberia's heart froze.

The only spiritual space that can give it such a strong sense of threat is the hand of the true god.

"Tsk, it seems that this time, it's going to decide the contractor in the virtual space, I was still thinking about how so many Chosen ones would be selected, it turns out that Eve has already had an idea."

Merrell muttered.

After saying that, it looked at Tiberias again, with a bit of provocation in its eyes:

"Hey, big roasted lizard."

"What's wrong, black dog?"

"Don't you want to know what makes these Elven Chosen ones unique? Her Majesty Eve has left the entrance to the spiritual space with the young dragon, if you have the guts, follow me into the spiritual space to have a look! ”

Merrell said, cocking his head.

Into the spiritual space?

Tiberias hesitated.

The spiritual space is not something that can be entered casually, and once entered, it means that the other party holds his life and death in his hands......

And as a lonely red dragon, Tiberia is naturally resistant to such a thing.

"Hehe, don't you dare, coward."

Merrell sneered, and then his body shook, and a similar mental fluctuation appeared on his body.

It's time to enter the spiritual world that Eve has shaped.

As Eve's devout disciple, Myrell, who is also connected to the game system, will naturally be able to directly enter the virtual space that Eve has created for players as long as Eve has opened the channel.

Tiberia hesitated for a moment to notice the change in Merrell, but in the end her competitiveness prevailed.

"The old guy said that the goddess of life is already an ally of the dragon, and should ...... There will be no danger! ”

It comforted itself, then walked over to the light and probed its soul power......

As the soul power poked out, Tiberia only felt a powerful suction force coming, and soon ...... It felt like the world was spinning, and the vision around it changed suddenly.

It found itself on a towering mountain cliff with a vast forest below.

However, it knew that all this was illusory, a spiritual world created by the true God, and it was just a trace of the soul and the main consciousness that had been pulled in.

"Hey, I'm in, Merrell has a little bit of a different opinion of you."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from its side.

Tiberia turned her head to see that it was an elven boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old.

His hair is black and his eyes are scarlet vertical pupils.

However, the moment she saw him, Tiberias recognized him.

It raised an eyebrow slightly:

"It seems that you are very fond of elves, but I didn't expect that the elf form used to transform into a human form in the spirit world."

The black-haired elf boy, who was Myrell, smacked his lips, looked at Tibilia, and said:

"You didn't surprise me, you chose the half-dragon man."

After stepping into the golden rank, dragons will have the ability to shapeshift, and generally choose a humanoid as their transformation posture.

In the early days, Merrell's human form was human, but after all this time, it has long since changed to the form of an elf.

And as for Tiberia, the red dragon......

The humanoid posture she shows is the image of a half-dragon girl with dragon scales on her forehead, red hair and red eyes, choppy waves, and a bewitching figure.

"Of course, even if you turn into a humanoid, you must have dragon pride."

Tiberias said triumphantly.

Instead of dwelling on her on the subject, Merrell looked at the forest below and said:

"Take a good look at the true stance of the Elven Chosen One."

A real gesture?

Listening to Myrell's words, Tiberia looked toward the forest below.

In the center of the forest were five cute young dragons, which were also pulled into the spirit world.

Of course, like Tiberia, they only have a trace of soul power, and the main consciousness that carries on the soul power.

However, Tiberia was more concerned than the five curious dragons around her......

I saw that in the forest, there were constantly bright lights flashing, like shining stars, all over the world.

And with each flash of light, an elf appears in the forest.

One and another.

And through the habitual bouncing of the other party, Tiberia also recognized their identities.

There is no doubt that these are the chosen ones.

However, to Tiberia's surprise, she did not feel even the slightest fluctuation of the soul from the Chosen One, as if they had successfully entered this spiritual world by relying only on their consciousness.

And as time passed, a scene that surprised her even more appeared.

In the beginning, there weren't many Chosen One.

However, less than three minutes had passed, and the frequency and number of the Chosen ones had begun to rise exponentially, appearing in the forest below in an incomparably crazy manner......

In the blink of an eye, Tiberias saw that the forest was densely packed with elven chosen ones in different costumes.

That number was far more than the Elven Chosen ones she had seen in Emerald...... I'm afraid it's tens of thousands, even more than 100,000!

"So much? Doesn't it mean that the number of elves is very rare? ”

Tiberia looked surprised.

Originally, the elves gathered by Fei Lengcui had already surprised her.

And at this moment, the number of elven chosen ones is even more than she imagined.

She couldn't count how many Elven Chosen ones there were, and the last time she saw something like this was hundreds of years ago when she passed by the battlefield where the human Divine Mania Empire and the Iris Empire were at war......

However, this was not the most surprising to her.

The most surprising thing was that she felt a strong evil aura from nearly half of the Chosen One who descended.

Evil energy is a wonderful thing, ethereal, yet real.

The spiritual world, on the other hand, can continuously amplify the evil energy in a person's body and expose it to the light.

Looking at the Elven Chosen One in the forest, Tiberia's gaze gradually became serious.

Except for those elves whose strength is extremely low, most of the evil qi on their bodies is very heavy.

And a small number of them, the evil aura is even more intense and amazing, just like substance.

This kind of evil spirit is not even experienced soldiers, experienced bounty hunters and mercenaries......

That's not something that can be done by simply killing a few monsters or humans......

In fact, battle-hardened soldiers and experienced mercenaries don't necessarily kill many creatures.

And only by wandering between life and death every day, immersed in killing every day, taking killing as a part of life, and the countless terrifying existence of the dead creatures in their hands, can they condense such an amazing evil aura.

This is the evil spirit that only the strong who come out of the sea of blood will forge.

It was like a demon returning from hell......

Of course, if Tiberia knew that behind this evil aura were the souls of tens of thousands of half-orcs, the destruction of hundreds of thousands of undead and goblins, the fall of hundreds of thousands of shadow creatures and demons, and the extinction of all kinds of demonic beasts within a radius of hundreds of kilometers......

Then she doesn't feel disobedient.

The name of a natural disaster is not a casual name.