Chen Mo would not think that this level 2 special plane that was about to collapse was already in his pocket because of the words of the [Divine Grace Dragon Heart] Plane Consciousness Body, and everything would be fine next.

In fact, it's just getting started. Saving a plane from collapse is no easier than creating one.

Even, you can take your time to create a plane time, and it doesn't matter if you're wrong, but you can't be sloppy at all when you save it, and you have to take into account the emotions of the plane's consciousness collection from time to time, which is very troublesome.

However, no matter how difficult it is, Chen Mo has to do it.

It's not a challenge, it's confidence, he really has a good draft.

"I need to take over the qualifications, open it for me!" Chen Mo said towards the plane consciousness.

The plane consciousness had no objection, and took the initiative to release the level qualification restriction to the fantasy editor, and successfully let Chen Mo take over its core law origin operation trajectory.

After taking over, Chen Mo instantly felt a certain change, and everything in the entire plane, whether tangible or intangible, was cheering at him and approaching him, with an indescribable excitement and eagerness.

Even if Chen Mo is only a first-level main god.

This feeling almost made Chen Mo sink, but time waits for no one, and no one knows if the stars condensed in this plane in the void will directly collapse and explode in the next second, annihilating and depressing.

The goal is Christie, how to set up a bond for her, how to prevent an arrogant and capable strongest dragon clan from stepping onto the altar and becoming a god, there is no way to have plane consciousness, Chen Mo has.

At this point, all his attention was focused on Christie's swarthy, sturdy and broad dragon tail.

It was a small, silvery-white chain, short and inconspicuous, but it was tied to Christie's dragon tail at one end and submerged into the void at the other.

Chen Mo looked behind the silver-white chain, and he saw the scene at the other end of the silver-white chain hidden in the crack between reality and nothingness—it was an egg.

Sure enough, as the plane consciousness said, the egg was impregnated with anger and death at the same time, and the two immortal aura, one black and one white, were intertwined on the mellow eggshell, and they could not be separated at all.

The egg is somewhere between life and death, it does not die, but it does not give birth either.

Plane Consciousness introduced to him: "The dragon clan was the most powerful race before, and the power of the origin could not support such a large race, so according to the rules, I launched a heavenly curse on the dragon clan, so that their clan has no life except for the black dragon Christie."

"The egg was an accident, but then I figured it out that it was an inevitable consequence. At that time, Christie was only in her 400s, and she was just a little girl who didn't know anything about the world among the dragons, and she had to have some sustenance! Without this half-dead dragon egg, she would be lonely to the point of madness and despair to the point of suicide. ”

With the detailed narration of the plane consciousness, an ancient painting scroll from 10,000 years ago slowly unfolded in front of Chen Mo.

On the white cloud castle, cities collapsed, dragons fell from the sky, a puff of blood sprinkled from the sky, and heads looked up at the sky with unwillingness and resentment.

The brutal thunder fell heavily, the sharp wind blade was like a knife harvesting, the dead qi from the abyss of the earth continued to spread, and the rolling vitality that had been constantly overflowing was swallowed up by the void cracks.

Everywhere there were stumps and broken arms, everywhere there was hot blood, everywhere was sprayed with dragon's breath, everywhere was motionless dead silence.

A small gray-black dragon shivered under the huge dragon corpse keel, and she didn't dare to make a sound in the suffocating amount of time.

When it covered her, the familiar, strange, hateful, complaining, and admiring dragon corpses were carefully removed by her, and the little dragon lifted the injured forelimbs, covered his head, and made a trembling sound: "Return...... Are there any dragons alive? I, I'm from the dragons, the black dragons, and the dragons...... Alive? ”

Hungry, she took a short stride to the outside of the castle, and when she looked around, she raised her voice a little: "Are there any dragons still alive?"

"Don't let me be a dragon, I don't want to be a dragon!" She walked pitifully, back and forth on the giant dragon landing, and asked again and again, "Are there still dragons alive?" ”

She numbly moved away the three or four dragon corpses, groped with all her might, sensed the surrounding lifeforms, and still asked, "Please!" Please! And the dragon ...... Alive? ”

In the end, she seemed to have given up, squatting in front of the corpse of the little white dragon that was protected by more than a dozen hideous dragon corpses, looking at the bloody hole in his neck in a daze, and muttering to herself: "It seems that there is indeed no dragon, no dragon is alive."

In an instant, a huge loneliness enveloped her neck, making her almost suffocate.

Are there still dragons alive?

Without......

"Po", there was a soft sound, as if something was moving.

She suspected that the wind was blowing through the huge group of dragon corpses, but her body was faster than her head, and she turned her head and rushed in the direction of the sound, without hesitation, without reason, and her eyes were full of madness.

The petite dragon she desperately picked through the corpse, and finally she poked the front half of her body into the already cooled and dried dragon blood, and carefully felt for a round egg.

Then, she laughed all at once, sweet and fragrant, and in her dark eyes, there was the extreme, almost overflowing satisfaction.

"Are there still dragons alive?"

"No ......"

"But I found a green dragon egg."

End of screen.

Chen Mo exhaled heavily, and said in a tone that could not be ignored: "This green dragon egg, it's time to hatch."

Plane Consciousness retorted: "Impossible, this egg has long been completely lifeless, and it is impossible to hatch any life forms in it!"

Chen Mo smiled and was not angry at all: "It's okay, you know that this kind of thing is impossible, I don't believe it, but Christie believes it, she just believes it."

The plane consciousness did not continue to ask, but urged again and again: "Since this is the case, then you can do it, my Lord God!"

Chen Mo nodded slightly, and then as soon as he made a move, he cut off the silver-white chain connecting the green dragon egg and Christie, and at the same time, there was a vague connection between the two.

Christie reacted immediately.

"Roar! Roar! "The ladders rose high, and a black dragon covered the sky and the sun, and quickly climbed to the top along these solemn ladders.

She stood on the highest position, overlooking the earth, towards the whole world, in all directions, and let out her own low questioning voice: "Who...... Moved my eggs! ”

This question seemed to be as light as a cloud.

But it was only for a moment, her questioning was raised little by little, and her momentum rose little by little: "Who is it...... Moved my eggs! ”

"Give it back!!"

Chen Mo didn't look at her again, didn't explain to the plane consciousness, and after putting the green dragon egg into the fantasy editor, he turned around and left the main god space.