Although the Dragonsquire's knowledge of modern hybrids and the Secret Party is almost limited to the memories of those half-bloods who have unfortunately degenerated into Deadpool, they have a full understanding of the power of the Secret Party on the surface.

But he still miscalculated the gold content of this team that entered the "place of execution".

The nobility of these people's bloodlines is unbelievable, and the use of dragon technology by humans has exceeded his expectations, and what is even more terrifying is that the blood stealers have actually stolen power.

But fortunately, things are still under control, and the dragon body that he temporarily fabricated even has more power than it did in its heyday with the blessing of the king, even if it can't kill these blood stealers, the "palace" is enough to lock them up.

And the goal that made him painstaking, even desperate, is already close at hand and within reach.

The king's incubation has not yet reached the most critical time, and all he has to do is to delay the time and wait for his return.

Thousands of years of sleeping loneliness made him happy to take this sacrifice as an audience, to dispel the loneliness, to recall some distant past, to tell his own script, and to completely crush the heart of a pathetic bloodstealer.

"Remember what you said? You say that it says that this is the place of execution that the black emperor created for my king, and he crucified my king on the bronze pillar of optimus and threw him into the depths of the roaring sea of ice, and this is the first step of his judgment, my king is a perfect creature, in a sense he is more than the emperor, he is almost immortal in this world! But the emperor still found a way to judge. ”

"If the inscription of this palace and that little chalice really came from you, then it means that you know alchemy, and I seek the truth, not the fact that the truth is derived, what is the reason for the White King's immortality? And how will the Black King judge? ”

Although the dragon attendant made it unabashedly clear to Chen Mo, from Jotunheim's departure from school to facing the dragon clan in the ice palace, everything was in his plan, but it seemed that Chen Mo cared more about the dusty history than his own fate.

Is this reasonable? Whether it is a human or a dragon's way of thinking, this is extremely unreasonable, is Chen Mo fearless or broken? Objectively, the best way for the dragon servant was to completely deprive the bloodstealer of his ability to act and even think, but instead of doing that, he let the conversation time pass in his words, and let the king continue to hatch for a longer time.

"The king's immortality is in his Spirit." He still answered Chen Mo's question, "It seems that human beings still haven't figured out our cocooning. ”

"There are many, many debates about cocooning within us, and there are two mainstream views, the first is roughly to treat the cocoon as a composite capsule that stores pre-made miniature embryos and memory data, and in special cases the capsule is opened, in which the embryo hatches and obtains memories, this explanation has a lot of conflicts with our past records, but it is the most reasonable and close to scientific cognition."

"Of course, I don't agree with this too 'scientific' view, with a deliberate taste of pandering to materialism, after all, I am an alchemist, and the existence of your race is not very materialistic, I agree with the second view."

Chen Mo sighed, technology is a means that all human beings, including him, are proud of, but there are always people who try to explain everything with not enough science, such as the idealistic thing of speech and cocooning, from the time he knew the effect of "time zero", he thought that within two hundred years, human beings would not have the technical strength to scientifically analyze the operation principle of speech and spirit.

But breakthroughs in other areas may be far from two hundred years.

"From the perspective of spiritual vision, we can identify the spirit of the hybrid and the dragon, and the second view is that the revival of the cocoon must be related to the spirit, and the cocoon may be an embryo with some dragon spirits prepared in advance, and the spirit of the dead dragon goes to the cocoon, so that the spirit that has been injured by death can gradually revive over a long period of time, stimulate the activity of the embryo, and reforge the dragon body, which is the consensus of most alchemists."

The dragon attendant applauded: "You are right for the most part, there are only a few small mistakes, such as the dragon cocoon does not necessarily have a spirit in the pre-death cocoon, such as the recovery is not so closely related to the length of time, and more importantly, the timing of resurrection." ”

"But none of that matters, what matters is the necessity of cocooning."

"What do you mean?"

"The truth of our return from death is that we have not stepped into death at all, what dies is only the dragon body, only the body, our 'spirit' still lives, but this is a world full of elements, the 'spirit' constructed by pure spirit cannot survive in a vacuum, a glass of alcohol in a cup, it is a fixed shape of alcohol, pour it into the sea, these alcohols will only quickly melt into the ocean, completely disintegrate."

Chen Mo pondered: "So the cocoon is necessary, after the physical death, the spirit of the dragon must enter the prepared cocoon as soon as possible, otherwise it will die with the physical body." ”

"That's not right." He looked up again and asked, "The place where you died must have a physical ....... to the location of the cocoon," he said and stopped abruptly.

His eyes were full of subversive shock.

"You've got it." The dragon servant's eyes were complicated: "Distance, the distance in the physical sense is not the distance on another level, that is the level that you can't understand, the detailed operation of this involves the secrets of our clan, naturally you can't say it to a blood stealer, but you already know enough." ”

In fact, Chen Mo thought of more than this, his brain was running wildly.

The amount of information he received today was somewhat large, and the almost unsolvable questions of alchemy were answered lightly, not the principle of the creation of the cocoon, of course, but the existence of the four elements that are the true basis of alchemy!

All the warlocks knew that the elements were there, and they mobilized them through runes, and the half-bloods dominated them with bloodlines and chanting--- that is, words and spirits, to all sorts of unbelievable effects, but where were they? After all, humans do not have the organs that can perceive spirits, and hybrids rely more on the dragon blood in their bodies to resonate with their own spirits to obtain spiritual vision, and spiritual vision is extremely disordered for most hybrids, where are the elements? So far, all the literature about this has the word "conjecture" prefixed.

But dragons are different, dragons are a race of occults in the truest sense of the word! They have a civilization based on the occult that is contrary to science, and they understand the knowledge of this science and apply it, and it is not worth mentioning to them that the common sense hidden in the discourse is also a valuable asset.

The spirit can be transferred by virtue of the overlap of the cocoon and the dragon body on a certain level, which constitutes the basic principle of dragon cocoonization, but the spirit is directly affected by the elements at the same time, and according to the explanation of the dragon servant, the four elements may also exist at that level! Not only that, but influencing the existence of spirits from the flesh and cocoons can also be analogous to the effect of dragon blood stimulating speech spirits.

Chen Mo felt that if he could figure out the detailed principles in it, the group of old men from the Alchemy Guild might consider giving him the title of Flamel without the consent of the Night's Watch---- they had put up with the Night's Watch for too long.

It's a pity that he can get out alive from here, he forcibly pressed the crazy thirst for knowledge and research in his brain to death, and took a deep breath: "You said that the spirit relies on the body and cocoon to survive, otherwise it will disintegrate and die, but isn't there an exception in front of us?" ”

"This is not an exception."

"This is a privilege, a privilege belonging to my king." There was aristocratic pride in his voice.

"Both the king and the emperor have spiritual authority, but the king has more authority than the black emperor, he has the absolute power of the spirit, and the impact of the floating elements on his body is far less effective than the waves washing over the reef!"

Doubts followed: "Isn't the White King still defeated?" He is the creature of the Black King, his authority is given by the Black King, of course, it can also be taken back by the emperor, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and never suffer in the future, this is a truth that human beings are clear, dragons are much cold-blooded in our eyes, I think the Black King will not let go of his enemies. ”

The dragon attendant's expression was a little sad: "Do you know why this place is called the place of execution?" Because the Emperor wanted to end the life of my king here with a torture that spanned the epoch for the length of time, my king was nailed to death by a bronze pillar of optimus, on which the Emperor cast the spirit of his creation, and the bronze pillar was engraved with dragon inscriptions and runes, which not only wrote the history of the war, but also maintained the power of the emperor. ”

"The most terrifying of all, the spirit of judgment is called! I have never seen anything like that in any of my kindred, it is the malice of the world, the judgment of kings, the curse of eternity! He cursed my king never to be resurrected, and to accompany death to the end of his life! Under the influence of that thing, the resurrected body of our king was repeatedly killed, weakening day by day, and the ocean of elements went crazy and rioted, constantly hitting his spirit body. ”

"The cold sea of ice and the bronze pillars of optimus constitute the most cruel prison, and the Emperor sits back and watches my king trapped in it, stepping into death in despair, while he only needs to release the final judgment when my king is closest to death, and take back all that he has bestowed."

"But you won't allow it." Chen Mo smiled slightly, smiling very happily.

The golden pupils of the dragon squire became more and more dazzling, the dragon scales emerged from the surface of the half-breed body, the bones quickly changed, and the face of the gentle middle-aged man of George Laurent was covered by the raised facial bones, and the face became more and more like a dragon, like the dragon squire who now controlled this body.

"Yes, I don't allow it."

"The Emperor fell into a short slumber after the decisive battle with my king, and I looked for an opportunity to infiltrate during his slumber, or rather, the chance of infiltrating was almost nil."

"Soon the Emperor will awaken again, and his concern for my king will gradually wane, but he will become more violent, and it can even be called madness, but this is good news for me, at least I don't have to plot my king's resurrection under the nose of a supreme being."

"I waited for three epochs, and at an excellent time, the bronze pillar was raised, and the power was replenished by the inscribed runes, and the elemental ocean was calmed down by the mutual war between several princes, and I infiltrated the prison set up for my king, and helped him create a cocoon that he had never had before, purely as a 'spirit', and almost escaped the curse of the Black King, but although the place of execution could be entered, I could not leave, and I hid behind the spirit of the king's crucifixion with the cocoon, and fell into a deep sleep until now."

The dragon attendant raised his iron blue palm, no, it is more appropriate to describe it as a dragon claw now, the slender and sharp weapon slowly rubbed on the scales under the control of the forelimbs, splashing out a little spark, interpreting the hardness of the scales and the sharpness of the long claws at the same time.

The conversation turned to the present, which is more sensitive to both of them here, the past is what is lamented in the present, and the present is what determines the future.

Chen Mo seemed unaware of the gradually rising dangerous atmosphere, and said to himself:

"Human beings know too little about dragons, we study your body, study your blood, study your genes, summarize the records left over from thousands of years of fighting, but the information we get is pitiful, but one thing is very clear to me," Chen Mo shook his head: "You have wisdom that is in no way inferior to that of humans. ”

The dragon attendant smiled, "Isn't this an obvious fact? It's just that you bloodstealers are always prejudiced. ”

No, Chen Mo doesn't think so, the memories of several half-breeds plus the way of thinking and experience of dragons thousands of years ago do not make this dragon think in the way of half-breeds, nor can he understand the problems faced by half-breeds.

What kind of creature is a dragon?

Many half-bloods have already developed a stereotype of dragons, they know the existence of dragons from the deeds of their ancestors against pure-blooded dragons, understand the bitter hatred between half-bloods and dragons, and gradually establish an impression of dragons in the struggle against the erosion of dragon blood, in the desperate fight with Deadpool and dangerous half-bloods.

Cold-blooded, ruthless, violent, conceited, possessing beastly instincts and a certain intelligence.

It sounded very much like the dragon attendant in front of him.

But one thing is wrong!

"Civilization!"