The moment the old man sitting on the right put his hand on Cyril's hand, his face changed slightly, as the supervisors of the registration point, these two old men have a very important task, and they need to check whether each contestant is qualified. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although these two old men themselves do not have strong strength, their keen observation and strong sensing ability are unmatched even by legendary-level powerhouses.

And these two old men can be regarded as people who have seen the world, but whether it is a necromancer with terrifying necromancer magic power, or a dragon clan with the magic power that destroys the world in his body, he feels that he is not in danger of Cyril in front of him.

"Dragons...... No, it's probably a half-dragon...... But this evil feeling...... What is it?" Although he was very puzzled in his heart, the old man did not show this doubt on his face, after all, the person in front of him may be a half-dragon clan.

Half-dragons and wudragons are not the same, half-dragons are the most terrifying creatures in the entire main plane, there is no one.

The wurm refers to the offspring produced by the dragon mating with certain lower-ranking creatures, so in the body of the wurm, the dragon bloodline completely dominates, which is why they are so afraid of the dragon.

But the half-dragon is different, the half-dragon refers to the offspring produced by the mating of the dragon and certain creatures that are close to or even beyond the dragon rank.

Not only is the half-dragon clan not afraid of the dragon clan, but the half-dragon clan, which is in two super bloodlines, completely surpasses the dragon clan in terms of talent, strength, and even lifespan.

After the First Battle of the Abyss, a princess of the Dragon Clan was plundered into the Abyss by one of the Abyss' Lords, and then forcibly gave birth to an offspring.

The speed at which this toddler, who has both demon and dragon blood, grows up amazingly.

In two hundred years, he had completely surpassed his father who was at the pinnacle of legend, and even in the Second Abyss Battle, his strength had been squeezed into a demigod.

However, due to the fact that 'the stronger the race, the more difficult it is to have offspring', one of the three major columns of the plane, basically there is not a single half-dragon race for hundreds of years.

Pulling the sleeve of the other old man sitting next to him, the long-haired old man gently leaned his face over, and then said in a small voice: "This kid may be a half-dragon clan." ”

I have to say that these two old men are very strong in changing their faces, even if they suddenly heard such shocking news, the old man sitting on the left still maintained a calm and kind smile.

"Are you kidding me? The growth cycle of the half-dragon clan with two super bloodlines at the same time is quite long, is this kid suitable for the age of the competition?"

Glancing at Cyril, who was standing in front of the registration point, his arms drooping naturally, and he didn't seem to be anything unusual, the long-haired old man shook his head and said with some puzzlement: "Actually, I can't sense it either." ”

"What are you kidding, you should be far superior to me in the ability to sense creatures!" said the short-haired old man with some consternation.

"It's not that I can't sense it, but it feels a little strange to feel it......" After a moment's hesitation, the long-haired old man continued: "This kid's physical age is only eleven months, and his soul age is only two months, do you think this is possible?"

"How is this possible? How is it possible that the age of the body is greater than the age of the soul? If it is reborn, it should be that the age of the soul is greater than the age of the body!"

Nodding, the long-haired old man turned his head, and he asked very indifferently, "Young man, can you tell me how old you are this year?"

Pushing the mask in embarrassment, Cyril said hesitantly, "This...... It's not that I'm trying to deceive you, or that I don't want to answer you, it's that I'm ...... Amnesia and I don't remember my true age. ”

These two old men are quite well-informed, you know, these two people have already won the title of sage three hundred years ago.

As Cyril reveals his amnesia, the two deduce the truth based on his current situation, as well as his asymmetrical age of body and soul.

Stroking his white beard, the short-haired old man smiled and asked, "I guess, you don't remember your real name either, do you?"

Cyril nodded, and said in surprise, "How do you know? Yes, I can't even remember my real name, but the person who saved me named me Cyril, and I'll use that name for now." ”

Turning his head, the short-haired old man whispered again, "How are you?"

"Well, if he can't even remember his name, and his soul age is much younger than his physical age, then it seems that his 'existence' has been lost or sealed. The long-haired old man said with great certainty.

"But in this way, the problem arises, if he is just an ordinary person, no one will personally seal his 'existence'. It is not difficult to make a new body of flesh, which means that his real age may have exceeded the requirements of the competition. ”

Because the two old men used special magic, Cyril couldn't hear what they were communicating.

However, compared to the other participants, these two old men seem to spend a little more time on themselves, which makes Cyril a little anxious.

Perhaps sensing that the delay was a little too long, the two discussed a few words briefly, and the long-haired old man raised his head and said to Cyril: "The qualification has been confirmed, so please fill in the basic information." ”

The information required on the form in front of Cyril was almost the same as that required in the Adventurers' Guild.

It took a few minutes for Cyril to fill out all the information briefly, and the short-haired old man sitting next to him handed Cyril an iron badge.

"Put away this badge, it's proof of your participation in the Legend Star Tryouts, which will officially start at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. The rest of the time, you can wander around the floating island, but you can't enter the forbidden areas. ”

After thanking the two old men, Cyril took the badge and left the registration point, he had been delayed for too long, and the professionals standing behind him were already glaring at him.

Aside from the pomp and circumstance of the long queues, the facilities in the rest of this smallest complex are no different from those of an ordinary city.

There are inns and bars everywhere, the streets and alleys are full of people, and the most popular ones are all kinds of magic item shops.

Through the glass window of a shop specializing in alchemy materials, Harrow suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Cyril, let's go inside that store and take a look, it seems to have some ingredients we need. You can go find a hotel or something first, let's go in and have a look, and I'll contact you when we're done. ”

Harrow said so, and Cyril naturally didn't have any opinion, he nodded in response and turned away.

There was quite a lot of traffic on the streets, and most of them walked in groups, which made Cyril a little unhappy.

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant female voice suddenly came from behind him, which sounded like it should belong to a young girl.

Although he had never heard this voice before, Cyril still felt that it was very familiar, and even at the same time as it sounded, he felt that a string in his heart was plucked.

"Na Na~ Now that we have found a place to live, let's go around!"

After this crisp and pleasant sound sounded, Cyril couldn't help but slow down, wanting to see what the girl who made the sound looked like.

Although it was noisy, the footsteps behind him were unusually clear in Cyril, and a few seconds later, the figures appeared to his left.

Standing at the front, all the while opening her teeth and dancing claws, it was a young girl who didn't look very old.

She was wearing a tight white short, with a cloak behind her back, the girl's skin was extremely fair, her soft short black hair was soft on her shoulders, but the most striking thing was the pair of slightly trembling cat ears on the top of her head.

The other two girls standing next to this girl were girls wearing a white ** mage robe, looking very quiet, and with long black hair like a waterfall.

The other is dressed as a warrior, with an extremely long sword weapon pinned to her waist, her slightly long hair is coiled up, and the cherry-colored hairpin inserted in her hair is very eye-catching, adding a bit of softness to this originally very heroic girl.

Of course, there are so many footsteps and more than just these three girls, a bun-headed girl wearing a fiery red cheongsam, holding a book in her hand, and wearing a very heavy nightdress.

A girl dressed in silver armor, with golden hair coiled high, and a chivalrous aura in her gestures.

and two young girls standing at the back wearing different colors of robes, chatting very devotedly.

And these girls have a very obvious commonality, that is, they are all quite beautiful, at least the men who are still hanging around are almost all looking at this side.

Standing at the front, the cat-clan girl who was dancing her teeth and claws suddenly showed a somewhat puzzled look, her upturned white little nose shrugged, and then turned her gaze to Cyril's side.

The girl in the silver knight's armor standing behind her narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked a little strangely, "What's the matter?"

The cat-clan girl shook her head and said with some puzzlement: "I don't know ...... it."

But before the words were finished, because her eyes had been on Cyril's side, the cat-clan girl accidentally bumped into the body of the person in front of her.