"So, so this is really a potion?" Looking at the purple-black, viscous and turbid potion in the glass tube in front of him, Feng Ying stammered, "This thing looks more like a poison?" ”

The professor didn't bother to pay attention to this guy at all.

Hayatta focused on something else, "Professor, this potion wasn't taken directly, was it?" ”

"Well, it's an injection potion." The professor nodded and said, "The materials contain the crystals of the mad dragon, the serum extracted from the blood of the black eclipse dragon, the juice of the dragon slaying fruit and other materials, which are not suitable for oral administration, and injection into the blood circulation system is the most effective way."

It can directly act on the dragon virus and spores that are latent in the body of the infected, rendering it inactive. ”

"Are you sure it's safe?" Gordon looked at the potion from a similar perspective to Feng Ying, and he also thought it didn't look hygienic.

It's not that it has any stereotypical effect on purple and black, but this thing, really, too similarly, is the saliva of a monster after being infected with dragon disease

The professor's forehead was bruised, and Nadia on the side hurriedly played a round, "It's safe, it's definitely safe, I, Julius, and Will's seniors have all been injected with this potion."

After being injected more than a month ago, the symptoms of dragon disease never appeared again, and our physical fitness returned to normal, and if it weren't for the professor's emphasis that the virus has not been completely eliminated, we would all think that we are completely cured. ”

Gordon nodded, relieved, and watched as the professor and his assistant lady injected Hayata, Feng Ying, and the villager who was so infected that he had to be secured to his bed with a restraint belt.

The villagers, with their eyes red and their skin purple, and their veins purple, quickly fell into a deep sleep, and those terrible external symptoms quickly disappeared.

Hayatta and Feng Ying were the same, their heavily congested eyes gradually returning to normal, and the burning sensation in their veins and the manic emotion that made them want to bite something dissipated without a trace.

Feng Ying rubbed her face, found a mirror and looked at her eyes, and said in surprise: "It's really good!" ”

Hayata, who had been nervous for days, exhaled slowly and thanked the professor earnestly.

The professor waved his hand, "Although this potion has a remarkable effect and a long effect, it is only an expedient measure in the final analysis.

The materials of the mad dragon crystals and the blood of the black eclipse dragon can no longer be obtained, and you want a few more infected people to come out, and the old man has no choice but to use the previous inhibition potion to resist it.

However, there are some clues about the real solution to the dragon's disease. ”

"What's the solution? Is there anything we can do to help? Gordon hurriedly asked.

Whether it is the black dragon armor or the potion just used, to put it bluntly, it is temporary, and it is always reassuring if the problem of dragon disease is not completely solved.

"There really is," the professor was about to say something, when he saw the monk hurrying over.

It was determined that the injured villagers, as well as Hayata, had temporarily recovered their health, and the tension of the senior monk had eased a lot.

The guild's support came slowly, but it was not perfunctory.

The supplementary combat power of the three high-ranking hunters, coupled with the arrival of the backbone of the newly established Dragon Disease Research Institute, made him feel a little more confident in his heart.

In order to share information, the monk is once again inviting everyone to his home.

Feng Ying finally seized the opportunity and returned Hayata's Black Eclipse Dragon armor in exchange for her original Thunderwolf Dragon armor.

"Ah~ comfortable!" Jumping twice, moving his little feet, Feng Ying sighed pleasantly.

Gordon pointed to the corner of the wall, and Feng Ying, who knew that staying would only get in the way, hummed the out-of-tune neighborhood and ran to squat at the base of the wall.

Aiden, a newcomer to the pen, also squatted here, the two of them were about the same position in their respective hunting groups, and they were both sunny and lively, and they soon chatted with each other.

On the other side, there is a more serious discussion.

"There are two main things." The senior monk is directly cutting to the topic, "First, the information that was interpreted in the temple before needs to be shared with all of you in the pen hunting group.

The second is about the letter that the brigade commander has just sent.

He made some special discoveries, and these discoveries also answered the biggest doubts in my heart. ”

"Uh-huh." Gordon answered.

The monks had shared the information they had shared with them a few days earlier, and now it was Julius' turn for them to listen to the "chanting".

The monk first recounted the legend of the dragon of light and darkness from the beginning, and then recited the ancient poem inscribed on the seal stone tablet of the temple, which Anhill complained about as "smelly and long".

"If darkness awakens in the eye, light is born in the other side

If the earth grows new shoots, darkness will also be born

Turning into light, illuminating everything, countless shadows descending on the earth

When the light returns, a new darkness is born

(No water)

coexisting in life

Only souls and memories"

After the monk was meticulously reciting the entire poem, the scene fell silent.

“.” Julius kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Don't think about it."

Gordon smiled and said to Julius, "Who isn't confused? To sum it up, there is one sentence - there are white and black, reincarnated with each other, and white will give birth to a lot of darkness or something.

The rest of the story is all about going around and around. ”

Julius glanced up at Gordon, "What I'm thinking about is that the original text shouldn't be an existing lingua franca, and the sentence breaks and metrics are more like ancient dragonman languages, and they seem a bit awkward when forcibly translated into lingua franca." ”

The "assistant" lady from the Dragon Disease Research Institute smiled and said, "Yes, it is a narrative poem in the ancient dragon language, it was originally supposed to be a very beautiful poem, but it lost its charm after translation.

Mr. Monkmasa, if you can, could you please explain the original text in the ancient dragon language? ”

"Absolutely."

The monk smiled and began a chant that Gordon and the others couldn't understand at all.

Gordon: "."

I am sorry that I have a low level of education and can't understand the ancient dragon language!

"I see."

After the monk finished reciting, Julius nodded slightly, "The meaning of the original text will indeed be clearer." ”

"So what does the original text mean?" Gordon asked curiously.

Julius sorted out the language, and finally sighed helplessly, "If you refine the main points, it will be similar to what you summarized before." ”

“.” Gordon choked and said helplessly: "So let's get rid of literary appreciation first."

Mr. Monk Zheng, you said before that the discovery of the head of the regiment has solved your doubts, what is the discovery, and what doubts have you answered? ”

The senior monk was taking out the letter sent by the brigade commander with a peregrine falcon from his bosom, "The old gentleman said that the pure black dragon you once hunted, well, the corpse of the black erosion dragon, has disappeared, leaving only a 'remnant'. ”

"Remnant?" Hayatta confirmed, confused, "Not the wreckage?" ”

"Hmm."

"Meaning, the Black Eclipse Dragon didn't actually die, but molted and left?!" Gordon was surprised.

"Impossible!" Hayatta shook her head and said, "I pierced its heart, and even stripped a lot of materials to make this set of armor, it can't be alive." ”

"It is indeed dead, but it has also completed 'reincarnation' and ushered in a 'new life'."

The monk said slowly: "Perhaps the sentence in the poem, 'The darkness will eventually disappear into the earth, waiting to bathe in the breath of new life' can be interpreted in this way."

Death caused it to fade its black shell, and pure white life was born from a pitch-black corpse.

The pure white dragon returned to its original homeland and descended on the Sky Mountain in the form of a 'Heavenly Dragon'. ”

(End of chapter)