"The 'caste toughness' of living beings is a miraculous thing. In my opinion, it can even be called the most amazing thing in the entire multiverse, there is no one!"

Somewhere in the underworld, in a vast and towering cavern, a humanoid creature wearing an eagle feather hood and a tree-patterned cloak was muttering to himself in front of a strange giant tree.

The branches of the giant tree stretched out fiercely upwards, reaching the top of the cave and spreading along the roof of the cave, obscuring the glow rocks on the top of the cave. These glowstones glow like stars with an intoxicating pale blue glow, their light hanging from the gaps in the branches, trying to dispel the eternal darkness of the underworld, but still unable to illuminate the faces hidden beneath the hood.

"The dragon's powerful talent allows it and almost all creatures in the universe to successfully reproduce offspring. It doesn't matter if the creature is an intelligent race such as elves and humans, or magical beasts and animals such as snakes and griffins, or some worms that do not even have the lowest intelligence and only act on instinct. "This person's voice is melodious and magnetic, which is very impressive.

He sat on a tangled section of the root of a tree, "You heard it right, it's those underground worms that crawl around and like to burrow. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there were such dragon-blooded creatures in this world. Oh, God knows if those flying lizards will not even let go of the lifeless dead when they fall in love. ”

There was a chuckle from under the hood, "Actually, in a way, this is also a natural choice." In the foreseeable future, these ancient and powerful creatures will all become extinct in an era of civilization. Maybe it's this, maybe it's next, it's just a matter of time, but there is no way to change the ending, because it's the result of natural selection. ”

He leaned back casually. Although there was nothing behind him, just as he was about to fall, several nodules rose from the ground and gently supported his body. "But even though the dragons were destined to disappear in the long course of history, their bloodlines were still integrated into the many species that survived, hibernating like hibernating snakes, waiting for a chance to burst out again and metamorphose. ”

The roots of the giant tree, like the branches at the top, grew twisted and frantically, not only covering the entire ground, but also climbing up the walls like a winding python. The branches and python roots eventually converge on the wall and tangle with each other, turning the entire cave into a peculiar circular tree cage.

"But even with the dragon's bloodline, it still can't maintain itself independently in the union between species. The man in the hood said to the tree, "There is a kingdom called 'Takara', which was built in a desert that stretches as far as the eye can see. The inhabitants of this kingdom all have black hair like ink, and the descendants of the kingdom will have black hair, no matter who they marry. The man clasped his hands behind his head, "Even if the one who unites is not human, but elves, orcs, or even dragons, the result will not change." ”

"What a strong and resilient bloodline, so obsessed with perpetuating itself to the next generation, whether it's a human, a half-elf, a half-dragon, or something else. The voice sighed, "This bloodline is like a stubborn lord, even if the whole country no longer exists, it still has to hold on to its castle." The country has changed from prosperity to decline, but the castle has always stood on that land, refusing to make the slightest compromise. ”

"Many species have a little bit of this stubborn vein, or the color of their hair, or the scales of their bodies, but it's certainly not all of them. ”

The man looked up, a faint blue glow shining through the hood, revealing a pair of pale gray eyes. He looked at the mass of cocoon-like tree fruits hanging from the branches, and continued to mutter, "The offspring born of elves, humans, and dragons will never be one or the other, but a new species created by the combination of the two. The bloodline that determines the very existence of our species cannot always be self-respecting like the color of a hair, because it does not conform to the laws of nature. ”

"But why is the bloodline of beast creatures so strong?" the elegant voice turned into a low puzzle, "As many half-breeds continue to multiply, the bloodline of one of them will gradually become thinner, but this is not the case with beast creatures. ”

He got up, pulled the somewhat loose eagle feather hood on his head, and buried his eyes in the darkness again, "As long as one of the parents is a beast, its offspring must be the same beast, no matter who it combines with, no matter how many generations of blood dilution it has experienced, it will not change in the slightest, just like the black hair color of the Takara Kingdom." ”

After he got up, the roots of the tree began to gather and gather like vines, turning into a strange creature with a humanoid body, no face, and a tree spirit.

The creature followed the hooded man quietly, the roots of the ground flowing like water beneath its feet, rising and falling as it moved.

"Could this be the cause of the ancient 'beast curse'?" the hooded man stood still, "this terrible curse has existed for countless ages, and it still exists to this day, and will continue to exist. Although the human mages have researched the corresponding antidote, they have not completely erased this curse in the multiverse, otherwise there would be no strange creatures such as werewolves and bear people. ”

"All bestial creatures are species that defy the laws of nature, a species of destruction left in the world by a terrible curse. They have spent their entire lives battling their bestial instincts, and even the druid's touch of appeasement can only be temporarily suppressed. ”

The hooded man turned and looked at the strange creature following him, "I have absolutely no discrimination against these species, 'Lorain Hill', it's just that they're too close, too close, right at the door of our house. You don't want to have a bunch of mad dogs on your doorstep that could go crazy at any moment, do you? ”

The tangled roots of the tree shifted on the strange creature's face, eventually transforming into a woman's face. It, or so on, she nodded, and seemed to agree with the hooded man.

But this is only the first step, and it is also the smallest and most insignificant. The hooded man reached out and stroked the cheek of the creature in front of him, "Your mother is destined to stay at home, but I want you to go out and get more living space for us." After all, the grasslands will be more fertile after the flames. ”

As he spoke, a large number of cocoon-like tree fruits on the branches of the giant tree fell to the ground like a torrential rain. The fruit crackled and crackled, and hideous, ugly creatures emerged from within. Some creatures are covered in sharp pine needles, while others are massive, wriggling vines that resemble tree roots on the ground.

"There should be no mercy for competition between species. "We're on the brink of extinction, like dragons." If you don't want to end up like them, you have to be the first to stand up. ”

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