"Shouldn't it be where it all started for you?" The dragon attendant opened his hands excitedly, his arms were swinging up and down, hugging the white king's cub floating in the air from a distance, his eyes were confused, fanatical, and incomparably joyful, and he was full of energy for a while, and began to pace back and forth in the hall.

"That's where you bloodstealers hide their secrets, and you're a thief who's gone to a treasure trove that won't be opened for you, looking through the precious books, the literature of your own people, and all sorts of studies about power, what a despicable human being, and your nature of stealing can never change."

"Jotunheim, you shouldn't know there." Chen Mo still looked expressionless, but in the golden vertical pupils of the dragon servant, the little change in his expression was also a reflection of his heart, which was a manifestation of uneasiness and pain.

The dragon squire smiled happily: "Aren't you surprised?" Child, your face is too cold, you humans only have nearly a hundred years to live, isn't it sad to hide your emotions in such a short time? I think you must be recalling it in your mind now, what is wrong with the memory? Why would I know the secrets of this half-breed? I think it won't take long for you to understand what the problem is, but I'm still going to reveal the truth to you in advance, the truth that is too cruel for you. ”

He walked to Chen Mo's side gently, keeping a very close distance to let his eyes look at him, he regretted to find that at this time, Chen Mo did not activate his little dragon blood to urge Tianyan, and the vertical pupils looked at a pair of eyes as black as ink, empty, calm, and thoughtful.

"No need." The dragon attendant retracted his leaning forward body and direct eyes, and shook his head: "Don't think about it any longer, I'm more than willing to take some time to explain all this to you, about the recovery I have offered for my king, and ....... The reason why you came from that cave of knowledge and secrets to the place where my king was born again. ”

He licked his lips: "One thing you said is very right, I have indeed slept for too long, so long that I even feel lonely, I can't wait for the king to be reborn, I can't wait to recall my people from those eggs that have gone through thousands of years, and rule the whole world with them, but these things are still in the future, you are a blood stealer that can make me recognize, or rather, you are a person who can make me feel happy....... Toy. ”

Chen Mo felt that the temperament of 'Georges Laurent' had changed, the last moment he was like an elegant and appropriate king's chamberlain, receiving the king's foreign ministers, although his words were rhetorical and even harboring evil intentions, but after all, it was a literati style of killing people without seeing blood, and in the next moment, the bloodthirsty dragon gradually flew out from behind the nobleman, and the bad aura of pleasure for destroying others rose, with a strong smell of blood.

Chen Mo had seen a similar aura in other places, it was a dangerous hybrid that had been wandering for half a year, fooling the New York authorities for half a year with the strange effect of words and spirits, and every torture and killing was to satisfy the psychological needs of the pervert in his heart, but at the moment, this was not a half-baked dangerous hybrid without professional training, but a pure-blooded dragon with enough wisdom and sober consciousness.

"First of all, the first point, the most important point, you are an extremely weak blood stealer, the concentration of dragon blood is low, the bloodline can only be said to be okay, not noble, why do you have such a desire to find death, and walk into the palace of a god in person?"

"Because of greed, because of weakness." The dragon servant smiled: "The ridiculous human desire to see the gods is naturally not here to seek death, even if he is so weak that even looking directly at the gods will bring a price, but he still joined the audience team without hesitation, because he wants to steal the power of the gods and steal the authority of the gods." ”

"You know it all?" Chen Mo smiled freely: "How do you know?" ”

"Because I've always been by your side, pathetic bloodstealer." The dragon waiter's voice was subdued, as if he was reciting the lines of an opera: "You are a puppet on the stage, self-righteous walking under the eyes of the director, your every move is manipulated by a long silk thread, every word and deed is from the finished script, this wonderful repertoire is of course for the return of my king, but it can also be said to be for you alone, you can feel honored." ”

He pointed at Chen Mo, and then turned back to face the main entrance of the entire palace, the king's bedroom was in the central axis of the entire palace, facing the two major gates in the distance, and bowed, as if for a wonderful drama.

Then the dragon attendant gradually rose from the ground out of thin air, which was the effect of the pupil of the Spirit of Words and the Wind King, a small tornado was generated from behind him, which was extremely uncontrollable in the records of the secret party, and a small tornado could develop into a super storm that tore everything apart under unknown conditions! However, at this moment, the irascible wind elemental was meek like a sheep, carrying him close to the pure white cone.

The dragon servant held the white king's egg in both hands, his eyes showed a deep concern almost like a mother facing a newborn baby, his eyes were far away, as if he wanted to touch the spirit body that had not yet been conceived on the throne, but he retracted his hand again, and turned his head to look at Chen Mo, condescending:

"For me, it all started with the war, the war that had already been lost."

"At that time, many of the king's followers expected the failure of this rebellion, but they still gathered around the king without hesitation, we all know the horror of the black emperor, even if the king is as perfect as the existence I am afraid will fail, perhaps it is because of the imperfection of that emperor that he can have the ultimate power and power."

"Those followers of the White King are dead?"

"Yes, they either died in that war or died at the trial of the Black Emperor."

"But you survived."

"That's right, I'm alive now."

Chen Mo asked, "So you escaped?" ”

"Yes, I became a deserter." A squeal anger rose in the dragon attendant's voice: "Those foolish and loyal comrades, they sacrificed their lives for their loyalty to our king, but what about the king? What about the life of the king? With the violence of the Black Emperor, he will not spare my king, even if he is the emperor's favorite and greatest creation, and the rebels deserve death, and will be judged by blood and sword, but I cannot accept the death of my king! ”

"I broke away from the army in a chaotic battle." The dragon servant smiled self-deprecatingly: "I don't know if those comrades have found out, although my status is not low, and the king also trusts any bloodline, but I still have the blood of that emperor after all." So I hid and waited for the end of the war, if it was my king's victory, even if I was executed as a deserter, I would not complain as a dragon servant, but if I was defeated, the only meaning of my remaining thousand years of life was to let the king return to this land! ”

His voice was soft, but powerful, and his words seemed to be able to reach the heart:

"There is a great life in this world, and every time He dies, it is for his return."