When a new life is born, Bernie is preparing another life in the Black Mist.

His left hand was now looming over a dragon-shaped puppet on his desk, and black lines twisted like electricity connected his fingers to the dragon puppet's body.

At the same time, his right hand steadily sketched out of thin air in front of him a "model" of the body of a dragon with a strange structure and many organs that ordinary beings did not have.

The model is also constructed of black lines, which can be zoomed in or out as Bernie's mind turns.

It started out as a rough frame, but as time passed, the black lines inside it became more and more complex.

Time passed slowly, and Bernie kept this posture constantly, but the puppet in his hand seemed to remain unchanged.

However, in fact, deep in an ancient desert corresponding to the dragon puppet, there is a strong upheaval taking place.

The sky was overcast, the cold wind was blowing from nowhere, and the desert oasis that should have been so hot that it felt like it was steaming, but now it was like being caught in the middle of a bitter winter.

The sudden alternation of temperatures was very uncomfortable for all the people who lived here.

What scared them even more was that with this cold, there was a continuous roar of thunder!

The roar seemed to come from the end of the sky, and it seemed to sound from the depths of the earth, accompanied by the occasional tremor of the barren hill at the end of the tribe.

The tribesmen trembled, and some of the devout ran towards it at the risk of their own safety.

However, they only ran a few steps before they collapsed to the ground unconsciously, slumped in the strange cold around them, and finally fell into a coma.

The panic spread, and it intensified, so that the dragon, who was at the bottom of the barren hills, finally couldn't help but open his mouth.

"I'd appreciate it if you could quiet the surroundings, Ymir."

"Then the process will last at least a month."

The voice of response came from the void, and it seemed concise and to the point.

So the dragon said no more.

Despite the panic, there were no casualties, and it was the matter that mattered most so far.

It's just that although it is important, the itching that continues to appear in the body makes it feel very uncomfortable.

It's like the surface of various organs in the body is gradually crawling with ants, which is unbearable, and instinctively makes it want to slap and relieve it.

However, the location problem is simply not possible.

Of course, it can still be alleviated if you use supernatural power, but it will disrupt this spell cast.

So to divert his attention, the dragon slowly asked, "What will happen next?" ”

In fact, at its age, most things in the world don't surprise or worry it.

It's just the first time to have a baby......

"Nothing will happen."

The voice replied.

"When it's over, you won't even feel anything out of the ordinary. Until we move on to the next step. ”

"What do you need me to do?"

"You just need to get some sleep at the beginning of that next step, and I'll do the rest for you."

The dragon asked no more.

It's foolish to put your body and soul at the mercy of a demon king, but if you have signed a soul contract before that, there's nothing to worry about.

Because this contract was signed through the will of hell, unless the demon king gave up the maintenance of his own demon kingship, he would not break it at all.

However, although it didn't ask anything more, the voice in the void added a sentence instead.

"Because the core principle of this ability involves certain physical aspects, you need to be prepared. When the reincarnation is complete, your new body will be somewhat different from your existing one. ”

"Is this going to affect my performance?"

"No, it won't."

"Will it interfere with my thinking?"

"No, it won't."

"Then there's nothing to worry about." The dragon replied calmly.

But then it thought that the thing that could make this person bring it up, even if it didn't have an impact, shouldn't be a trivial matter.

So it asked cautiously.

"What exactly has changed?"

"You're going to be a she-dragon."

……

After that, until Bernie completed the spell, nothing special happened.

Except that the dragon became a little depressed.

This is normal, compared to the devil, the dragon race attaches great importance to its own bloodline reproduction and related aspects.

This is unavoidable even for a very old dragon, which in a sense already belongs to a totem of faith.

It's just that depression is depressed, and it doesn't regret it.

Or rather, in the face of the overall situation, it's really just a small thing.

Bernie didn't think it would affect anything, and after activating the self-reproduction trait in the other party's body, the dragon "model" he sketched in the black fog world became complete.

Under the dim light of the candle, a palm-sized dragon of black mist could be seen slowly flying over the desk, and finally turned into a black sculpture and solidified on the table at Bernie's behesitation.

The sculpture can't be used for anything at the moment, but with the idea of not being "wasteful", Bernie "painted" it when he used his abilities.

It's just that it makes him spend a lot of extra energy, and then he feels a little sleepy. So when the spell is over, Bernie is ready to leave the Black Mist World and return to reality to sleep.

But before that, he hadn't forgotten to write a summary of his spell casting. あ七^八Chinese ヤ~8~1~().7,. < starter, domain name, remember

The ability of self-reproduction Bernie has not been used very often, and it is only in the stage of being used.

In order to extend other changes from this, it will take more thinking and practice to deepen the understanding.

This cumbersome supernatural ability was not the same as the one he currently possessed in his body.

Physical supernatural abilities are a kind of "God-given" or God-given abilities that can be gradually improved if they are learned to be used in the corresponding context.

And the extraordinary ability of self-reproduction, in a sense, is actually a technology with a high threshold, and if you want to improve, you must use your brain.

Therefore, it is essential to observe, think, experiment, write a summary, and so on.

So it was during this time that he "received" the apostle Catherine, who had called him.

"Changes have taken place in Mulberry City, master."

When the other party arrived, he saluted on the desk as usual, and then excitedly reported the news.

Due to the need to erase the traces of the trap as much as possible, Bernie didn't really know about it. After hearing this, the quill in his hand moved, but then he resumed writing.

"Have you found an illegitimate daughter?" He asked instead.

"I've found it, and I'm the daughter of a little nobleman, near the place where you opened the seal."

"...... near Ibiza" Bernie was a little surprised, but didn't pay much attention.

"Then get ready, the next phase is about to begin."

"But I don't know anything yet......"

The girl puppet on the desk said with some resentment, and then looked up and pleaded, "What will happen to King Pharos next?" Master...... I've listened to you and left there. ”

Although he sometimes seems nervous, this man has always been obedient in his business. Bernie was happy with it, and it wasn't a secret to hide.

So he sat there and wrote a summary of the spell casting, and then said, "Middleton will arrive at the Pharos royal capital with a look of rage, and then follow the clues to frantically search for the existence of "me". It's all pretended, though. Sensing that he was in crisis, his fundamental purpose had shifted from finding me to finding a solution to his current predicament. ”

……

At the same time, a group of angels who seem to be gone, but are actually peeping in the dark, will come. They want to use Middleton as a guide to see if I am really me in the Pharos royal capital, and if so, they want us to be able to fight. ”

……

"Middleton was aware of their presence, and would even deliberately hint at my weakness and location, which he needed to distract from the angels."

……

"The angels may be deceived by Middleton's disguise, but they know better that a demon king is not so simple, so they will observe what happens next calmly and restrainedly......"

At this point, Bernie had finished writing the last sentence of the spell summarization, and the quill pen in his hand was put down.

"Then, my pawn will detonate it all."