Bai He got out of the shell, looked at the broken eggshell, and almost blurted out a sentence of mother's sale.

It's 'almost' because the moment he opened his mouth, he found that something was stuck in his throat.

Coming out of the eggshell made him very uncomfortable, and the lack of oxygen made him feel like he wanted to die.

The giant beast that appeared in front of him made Shirakawa fall into a deep shock.

It was a terrifying beast with a silver-white body, a smooth, metallic light gray visor, spikes under bony wings, a sharp and smooth carapace, and a slender and powerful tail that slid across the smooth ice.

It was staring coldly at the creature crawling out of the eggshell, its gaze strange and scrutinizing.

......

Dragon.

Without much thought, Shirakawa easily recognized the creature in front of him.

Damn, it won't be so bad.

Isn't this the boss white dragon he pushed in a group when he was playing DNDol?

Bai He was stunned for a moment, and a little inspiration flashed, and the mess in his mind finally had some clues.

His head shook and remembered it again, and he couldn't help but think of the pit father of the regiment commander at that time.

With the average novice level of 3 or 4 levels of the team at that time, I just wanted to pick a Frost Cave copy with an average CR (challenge level) of as high as 8, and the head of the regiment also boasted that he ran the ashes of the group, and said that he was not ashamed of what was indiscriminate and omnipotent, but he was instantly dumbfounded when he saw a level 12 adult white dragon at the end of the level.

Fortunately, the regimental commander was not completely bragging, the command was quite proper, and the strength of the two tigers was wasted, and only a small half of the regiment was dead before it was pushed down, and when they were panting and blowing each other, and when they were about to pick up the corpses, the white dragon's wife came out of the hole, and with a cold breath, the remaining remnants of the defeated soldiers were blown into muggles.

How did you get through that time?

Bai He thought for a long time, and suddenly thought that at that time, several people and dogs jumped over the wall in a hurry, and when there was only one left, the female dragon's HP was beaten below 20 points, and with his only remaining chance, he needed twenty dice to throw a 20 to appear critical damage, and he was able to kill this dragon, but when the system threw the big twenty-sided dice, the computer suddenly lost power, and he fainted.

......

Could it be that this is the one to wear?

Bai He was slightly stunned when he saw several huge frozen wounds on the white dragon in front of him and the blood stains under him.

Then there was a shudder.

This Nima ...... This is a time to go under the mouth of the enemy.

Wait a minute!

What's going on out of the egg?

......

Bai He glanced down and saw the scales and delicate claws that were still covered with slime, and I was shocked and pressed into my throat, which could not make a sound.

He lifted his head, a strange sense of absurdity in his heart.

Could it be that because he didn't throw out twenty points, he had to cross over here to be the egg of this white dragon. Or did you throw out twenty points and be cursed by this white dragon circle?

Is this what it means to "come to sala, call dad if you lose." ”

Shirakawa twitched for a moment.

But what does this dragon's eyes mean?

Bai He looked at the female dragon's eyes and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

His behavior seemed to be different from that of the usual young dragon, and it was clear that he had aroused the suspicion of this white dragon.

......

The white dragon Angdalamo carefully looked at the newborn born who came out of the broken egg, and his attitude was very hesitant.

Although it is the dragon species with the lowest IQ among the five-colored dragons, by the age of Angdalamo, the IQ and judgment are enough to compare with ordinary people with average intelligence, but it is still a little far from the adjective wisdom.

There are also three or four litters of white dragons born in Angarlamo, and there is also a relatively mature empirical summary of the dragon production technology, so some strangeness of the young dragon in front of him has caused it to wonder.

First of all, the size of this young dragon, the body shape of the newborn white dragon cub is only similar to that of a wild dog, the size of this white dragon does not exceed this range, at most it is a relatively large dog, but there is one point that is extremely prominent - its head is twice the size of an ordinary young dragon, and it is attached to the thick neck, which makes this newborn young dragon very strong.

But this can also be a deformity, and besides, the young dragon has not yet called out its real name.

For dragons, it is an important ritual to call out their true name at birth, which means that they have successfully received the knowledge passed down from the dragon's inheritance magic, and found the name that their parents have chosen for themselves, which means that the young dragon has been recognized by Tiamat, and the young dragon who has not succeeded in receiving the inheritance will become a failure with confused thinking and reduced to a degenerate body.

If you don't call out your real name for a long time, and you look suspiciously deformed, is it just a degenerate?

......

Angardaramo was deeply hesitant, already judging in his heart, but still undecided.

Only one of the six dragon eggs has been born so far, and the hatching rate of dragons has never been too high, even if there is still life in the eggs, there is no guarantee that the young dragons will be able to break out of the shell, so why wait?

Angelamoda's agile gaze also made Angelamoda hesitate, her intelligence was enough to distinguish the agility of the crowd, but it was not enough to make her completely determined.

Wait and see, maybe it's just a stuck throat. She didn't realize that she had inadvertently realized the truth.

However, even if she knew the truth, it would be useless, and the young dragon whose inheritance memory was covered by the soul of the other world would not be able to call her real name, nor would she realize the need to call her real name.

Having made up his mind, Angardaramo decided to wait, and the waiting period was for the next egg to hatch.

Bai He was a little anxious, he was really anxious, realizing that he might have aroused the suspicion of the mother dragon, he jumped up and down frantically and scratched his throat, he clearly felt that something was stuck there, not letting him speak.

Bai He has no expectations for the IQ of the white dragon, and everyone who plays dndol knows that the white dragon is the smallest in the five-color dragon and the lowest in terms of intellectual quality.

But what should he say even if he opened his mouth? He didn't realize the reality that he didn't understand dragon language.

His ominous premonition was soon fulfilled, and when the shell of the second dragon egg broke, and a young dragon with a significantly smaller body clearly chanted its true name, the mother dragon's gaze suddenly became unkind, and she opened her mouth wide, and took the neck of Bai He, who had no power to resist, and her four claws splashed patches of snow on the ground of the ice cave, and opened her mouth at the mouth of the nest on the high mountain, and the white river fell heavily on the snow under the hill like a cloud.

She watched as the young dragon emerged from the snow, roared in warning, and returned to the depths of the lair like a queen.

......

It's heartbreaking.

Bai He was stunned for dozens of seconds, the pain in his body faded slightly, a little lost but also a little lucky, if the female dragon's choice was not to expel but to devour, then this dragon might not have started to gameover.

But how can such a second-hand young dragon survive in this ice and snow?

That's a problem.

Shirakawa held his cheeks and thought like a thinker, if he was seen by a sculptor, maybe he would carve a masterpiece such as a "thinking dragon", but unfortunately there was only roaring snow and wind around him right now, if he was still on earth, Shirakawa might catch a cold now, but at this time, the cold wind blew through the thick dragon scales, but it did not make him feel any discomfort.

He twisted his paws, and was about to complain with emotion, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong on the top of his head, and when he subconsciously looked up, he saw another white flower falling from the sky, swooping down with a snowflake.

What the heck?

Before Bai He could react, he was dizzy and dizzy in the sound of the collision.

......

"For the degenerate young dragons who have not inherited the wisdom of the dragon clan, the white dragons of the Great Glacier will expel these poor heirs from their nests, what a group of ruthless creatures. —Artad, "Antassaur Studies".