"As far as I know, the Bloodstealers now dominate the world, but you must be wary of the resurgence of our race, for you know the power we have, and that is the power that terrifies you."

"It's not just fear," Chen Mo shook his head: "The dragon clan was once the ruler of this world, you are extremely proud, and the human race, the human with dragon blood mixed with the dragon's blood, is the current ruler, those rulers are the same conceit, they are much more greedy than afraid of the revived dragons." ”

"The weaker the dragons, the more their greed overpowers fear, and both greed and fear are the most primitive and effective drivers, so they will hunt the resuscitated dragons at any cost, and devour their blood and bones to gain power from the corpses."

"Them?" The dragon attendant's attention didn't seem to be on the point that Chen Mo expressed: "Aren't you a human with dragon blood mixed in your body?" ”

"Even in the world of dragons, I think there are only a few honorable kings who rule the world, don't they? Kings and dragons are not the same. ”

The dragon attendant nodded thoughtfully, but did not speak, he was waiting for Chen Mo's question, which was an exchange rather than a one-sided question, and to some extent, the dragon's behavior was enough to subvert the half-blood's perception of dragons.

"Reproduction." Chen Mo put his fingers close to the blade of an ice Tang knife, and his skin broke when he touched it: "I want to know, how do dragons reproduce?" How many ways do you reproduce? Where did those extremely diverse subspecies of dragon's blood come from? ”

"I was surprised by your question." The dragon attendant slowly walked to the side, gently holding the hilt of an eight-sided Han sword, the slender icicles connected and the hilt were strangely peeled off, and the Han sword was naturally removed, and the palm with human body temperature and the ice handle at minus tens of degrees were in close contact, but there was no trace of frostbite.

"It's not an easy question to answer, you ask it to show that you know what it's worth, and you have to pay a lot of money after listening to it." The Frenchman's body gently pulled a sword flower, and then slashed at the Tang knife with an extremely clean posture.

With the crisp sound of the sword and the extremely loud "bell", the Tang knife was split in half, and the separated blades shot out, and the wind pressure tore a small wound on Chen Mo's cheek.

"Insist on asking?" The dragon servant put away his sword and stood, and Han Bafang was hung back on the ice edge by him, this kind of small magic can change the cognition of ordinary people, and it can also break the psychological defense line of the half-blood, is that the spirit of words? No, that's already magical.

"Information exchange, isn't it? If you don't want to say that you can bring it up, I don't mean that you can't change the question. Chen Mo wiped the blood flowing from his cheek with his thumb and slowly wiped it on his lips, blood is not only genetic information, but also a medium of occultism, and destroying his own blood stains is a necessary measure.

The dragon waiter looked at Chen Mo for a long time, and then spoke in a low tone, not the weird neutral voice of the spiritual speech, but the timbre of George Laurent.

"The means of reproduction of our race are not as single as human beings, they can only reproduce sexually, but some methods are not something that ordinary races can master."

"Like the black king creating the white emperor and the four monarchs?" Chen Mo touched his chin with one hand and lowered his head in thought.

"Yes, they are all great creations, requiring supreme authority and infinite power, and only that emperor can do it."

"But he wasn't just about 'great' creations." Before the dragon attendant could continue, Chen Mo suddenly said.

"Your acumen scares me too." The person who was abruptly interrupted was silent for a moment and sighed.

"No, you're not afraid." Chen Mo retorted with a smile, looked at Georges Laurent's golden pupils that had been lit without hesitation, and added the second half of the unspoken sentence in his eyes:

"For no matter how sharp the dead are, they cannot tell the living what they know."

The dragon attendant's expression and eyes became more and more complicated: "Tell me, how did you guess." ”

"Legend has it that the Black King is the only ancestor of the dragon family, and from here I have doubts about whether the dragon has a method of reproduction other than sexual reproduction, in most myths, as long as human beings reproduce through sex, the ancestors must have male and female, like Adam and Eve, Izanagi and Izanami, and similar myths to the Black King exist in China, Nuwa created humans."

"Mythology?" He frowned, as if flipping through his own memories: "It seems that the group of blood stealers before you are not as knowledgeable as you, and they only have Adam and Eve in their memories, but I can understand what you mean. ”

龙服 says:

"You called me the ancient dragon before, but in my clan, the ancient dragon is a special title, it has a special meaning, as you think, it was created by the emperor, the original dragon clan, they are the first generation of the heirs of the black emperor, everyone has the authority of the king and the unimaginable dragon body, in my time, there are not many ancient dragons alive, but they all have the power and power of the upper position."

"That sounds a lot more reasonable." Chen Mo nodded: "Your master, the White King is the greatest creation of that emperor, but there will always be experiments in creation, and the Black King may have found some shortcomings in those ancient dragons and created the White Emperor." ”

The dragon servant didn't bother to care about the blasphemous remarks coming out of Chen Mo's mouth, the venerable ancient dragon was said to be an experiment, but he had no intention of caring about such a trivial matter, he was not the old thing in the Council of Elders.

"The ancient dragon is a special designation, apparently because of its irreproducibility, in other words, the black emperor never created a dragon again?"

"In my mind, the next creation of the Black Emperor will be my king." The dragon attendant replied.

"So," Chen Mo muttered, "Does the ancient dragon have the ability to reproduce or create?" ”

"Ancient dragons have no gender, but there is an exception among these great ancient dragons, and that is related to the second mechanism of reproduction in our race, among the ancient dragons that were created, there is an ancient dragon named 'Freya', and in our race she is revered as the 'Mother of Dragons'."

A conjecture came to Chen Mo's mind with the introduction of this term, and it was confirmed in the next moment.

"Freya, the Mother of Dragons, has a dragon body that is best among the ancient dragons, her complete dragon body is as beautiful and vast as a mountain, and she is the medium to give birth to the second batch of the emperor's heirs."

"The heirs of the ancient dragon and the black king, the power and power of those first generation dragon descendants must be extremely strong."

"I understand some of your judgments of our race, the four kings are called the first generation, I think each of them must be above these dragonborns, after all, they have the most fundamental authority, the first dragonborn may be above the second generation you say, but it is definitely not up to the level of the first generation."

"Who knows? I've only seen kings in books who sound so powerful. Chen Mo spread his hands, and the heavenly performance in his mind was running at high speed.