Chapter 132: Ten Thousand Years
"Interesting, kid!"
An old voice came from behind him, and Wang Cuo followed the voice and turned back...... I've never seen such an old guy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
He was reclining in a large chair, his aging skin wrinkled, the wrinkles on his face and body had collapsed with his muscles, his limbs had shrunk, his eyes were small, and there was no hair on his head and only a few strands of beard. It was as if he was going to die in the next moment.
The elder was also in a humanoid state, but it was different from what Wang Cuo had seen, although he was old, his skin was unusually white, and his ears were very long and pointed, which made Wang Cuo think of another person he had seen, the elf Heralia. But aren't all elves long-lived, and it is impossible to show an aging body.
"It turns out that your form is human, but it doesn't seem to resemble it. "The dragon elder couldn't get up when he spoke, and it looked like he was really dying.
Only then did the elder slowly sit up, and it turned out that he still had strength.
It's only been a while.,I'm still very active when I saw it before.,It's not going to be a few days waiting to return to heaven! I won't be so coincidental.,Just in time for the end.。
The elder slowly tried to stand up, and he clung to a decorative stone pillar in his hand. Wang Cuo noticed that the pillar was covered with his handprints, apparently often using this thing to support himself...... I saw him walking slowly twice, just like the unique temperament of the dragon clan, everything was going slowly.
Wang Cuo wanted to step forward to help, but he stopped him.
"No, no. I'm not old enough to walk and have to be helped. When he said this, he rarely showed the arrogance of the dragons.
"Never......"
The last sentence was very quiet, but Wang Cuo, who was very close, could still hear it.
The elder's home is very different from other dragon lairs, not only will they forcibly use the magic net to turn you back into a human when they come in, but there are all kinds of plants planted everywhere, and many kings have never seen it, at least not in the human world.
Wait a minute. This is the southern wilderness, and in addition to the meadows and rocks, there are trees, but they are by no means the strange plants in front of you.
It's like a fantasy world of flowers!
"It's beautiful, isn't it? I used to want to spread them out into the wilderness and take root and make the wilderness so beautiful. "At this time, the elder of the dragon clan looks like an old man who loves to raise flowers and plants, and he has no dragon posture at all. No wonder he lives here alone, far from the dragons.
"I've seen a beautiful place, so I've always kept it in my heart...... The seeds I brought back from there, but I haven't been able to plant them......" The elder still talked alone.
But Wang Cuo didn't come to listen to the other party's nagging.
"Elder, I'm here for ...... this time"
"I know, I know!" was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
"Those who want to come to me say the same thing. I know...... I know it. He still didn't look back, patiently watering his flowers, and the way he looked at them was almost the same as the way he had just looked.
"Go ahead, if you want to go out, you can go and see...... Everything will be fine, while you can still go. That's why dragons like to travel far away and like to live a peaceful life, but this will always be your home, if you want to come back, remember to come back and see. ”
Wang Cuo listened to this series of words, he really deserved to be an old dragon, and his face and speech had to be scrutinized. Is it to think of me as one of those dragons who came to ask him if he could go out?
"That's not what I'm asking, elder, I'm not going to travel far. He paused as he looked at the old dragon who was watering the flowers.
He turned around, and his small eye sockets carefully examined Wang Cuo's whole body.
"Your appearance, but it is very similar to your identity, it is all black. You should be transformed into a dark alien, this is not comfortable, the human kingdom cannot tolerate you, of course, they were like this many years ago...... And it always has been. ”
Wang Cuo felt more and more troublesome with this old dragon, and he found the wrong place by himself.
The topic should be brought back, otherwise if this old dragon talks about the experience of the rhizome, when will it be ...... Gazrila said that he had lived for thousands of years, and that Tiamat still called him a child, so how old did Tiamat have to be. Hooray? The dragon that the entire dragon group calls the Elder. Wang Cuo feels a headache when he thinks about it, this kind of time has exceeded the limit that human beings can imagine.
"Have the elders been to human places before?"
"Yes, let me think about it...... Tens of thousands of years...... At that time, there was no human term, they were just a nomadic people, very similar to the Harris today. The dragon elder recalled.
Sure enough, if you really let the other party talk about it, it is estimated that every ten days and half a month will not end...... Now he finally understood why so few of the dragons would come to him when he was respected.
"There was this plant back then?"
Tens of thousands of years ago, hehe. You've kept all the plants from 10,000 years ago to the present. Wang looked at the things around him, if there were antique collectors in the human world, it was estimated that the things here should be very valuable.
Looking forward to the years that can be within reach is also a satisfying value!
"There were, maybe now, maybe not...... I was still young, yes, very young when I saw a humanoid for the first time I could transform into them, and I've been like that ever since. So the first time is important. The dragon elder was talking, but it seemed to lead the conversation to himself.
Wang Cuo felt that he was beginning to understand the old dragon's routines.
"That's why I wanted to ask the elders, of course not about humans. It's about whether there was ever a race other than the Harris in the southern wilderness. Wang Cuo stared carefully at the elder's expression, hoping to see a trace of color in the other party's aging eyes.
"How do you know this?"
"I listen...... Well, I just found some ancient stones, very old. "I wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate, but the other party is so old, tens of thousands of years, and even humans existed before they were civilized, so I want to deceive and estimate that I don't have that ability.
"There is a group of races, but I only heard about it from my grandfather. His eyes finally changed, and they became sharper than Wang Cuo had never seen before.
It seems that he is not looking in the wrong place, the grandfather of the dragon elder, I am afraid that it was more than 100,000 years ago.
"In those chaotic times, there were dragons and Oleka, the precursors of what humans called elves, and there were many races comparable to us...... It's like the opposition between the light faith and the dark race in the human race. The elder put down the kettle in his hand, and he was thinking carefully as he spoke. That travels through tens of thousands of years of memory.
Wang Cuo can understand this, no matter what era there will be opposing races, otherwise there will be no survival of the fittest.
"Age of Chaos, that's what the ancient dragons called for that era. ”