Chapter Seventy-Two: Fate's Ill Intentions

Chen Mo knew that the dragon attendant in front of him was different from almost all the pure-blooded dragon clans that had appeared in the history of the secret party, not only that, but even the dragons written in the dragon attendant's memories were equally special.

All properly educated hybrids know that dragons possess intelligence that is not inferior to that of humans, but from those resuscitated dragons, the secret party sees only the arrogance, conceit, and extreme impulsiveness of dragons, and even guesses that their supposed superior intelligence is difficult to function under the "dragons" who oversuccumb to desire.

But this dragon servant who intended to revive the White King was different, and it was hard to imagine that Chen Mo saw the words calm, rational, and far-sighted from a violent and bloodthirsty dragon.

What is the reason for this?

Another almost unsolvable question, he took a deep breath, he didn't go deeper, or it didn't make sense to go deeper, Zi Fei Fish, Anzhi Fish, he was not a dragon, and he couldn't understand the psychology of pure-blooded dragons.

"Still thinking about something extraneous?" The dragon servant smiled slightly, this expression would be extremely attractive if it appeared on the body of the middle-aged man before, but under the activation of the dragon's blood, his face protruded terrifying facial bones, which looked a little infiltrating: "As a blood stealer who has met my king, you don't seem to have a sense of danger. ”

"I can't tell how relaxed I am right now." Chen Mo raised his hand and touched his chin: "My curiosity seems to be much stronger all of a sudden, and on the other hand, the sense of crisis has almost dropped to zero, it's like listening to ghost stories in the elders' house, what did you do?" He looked at the dragon attendant with a hideous face and asked without hesitation.

"Half a year ago, I woke up from the 'place of execution'," the dragon attendant replied, "At that time, the king and I were very weak, but the bronze pillar of the ice sea left by the emperor has been completely shattered, and even the living souls in it have been worn away by the long years, and the shackles that imprisoned my king have been completely broken. ”

"Apparently nothing can stop you from resurrecting the White King?"

"No, no, no," a creepy grin broke into the dragon squire's face, "My past has taught me many truths, one of which is that no matter how weak a creature is, it can change the direction of the world at the right time, so I must always be cautious and careful." ”

Chen Mo understands the source of this truth, if history is really as he said, as an attendant whose strength is far less than that of the Dragon King, his participation has allowed the cocoon of the White King's spirit body to survive to this day, this is indeed the direction of the changed world, but I am afraid that part of the truth of that old incident was hidden by him, after all, although there is no dragon descendant of the White King in the current world, there are still human beings with the blood of the White King's dragon.

Corresponding to his memories and the information gathered in the Ark, the outline of the matter became clearer.

"The environment in the 'Execution Place' is too bad, even after a long time has passed since the shattering of the bronze pillar, the spiritual elements are still thin, my king and I are too weak to have the ability to transfer, and I don't know if the cage left by the emperor at the edge of the ice sea has been opened, so I decided to wait for the rabbit."

Chen Mo pointed out the loophole in his words: "In my opinion, there is no problem with your logic of action, but it is better to say that it is similar to me, but the premise of waiting for the rabbit is the fact that the rabbit hit his head and died under the tree, how do you know that there will be a 'rabbit' in this kind of ghost place?" ”

"How do you know?" The dragon servant shook his head with a smile on his face, and walked in front of Chen Mo step by step, the feeling of oppression brought by the dragon's body came to his face, and his sharp forelimbs with sharp claws slowly poked out and stabbed Chen Mo's chest.

Then he tore off the pure white cross on his chest, and the strangely textured cross cracked inch by inch on his hand, and finally turned to ashes.

It seemed that there was a white air flow pouring into the body of the dragon servant, and he let out a comfortable sigh, at the same time, Chen Mo's brain suddenly emptied, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and at the moment of waking up, the pain of tearing his brain apart came, Chen Mo thought that his tolerance to pain was far beyond ordinary people, even if it was not as good as the owner of "Speech Spirit Ghost Victory", but he still couldn't control his head, and his whole soul seemed to be shattered.

It was not physical pain, but mental pain, like a blunt axe without a blade slashing at his head one after another, carrying the weight of the whole world, and splitting his soul in two.

Hallucinations appeared before his eyes, layers upon layers, and a mountain of books piled up in a dimly lit room........ Blood flowed suddenly in the cold operating room........ The devil and the angel argue with each other like crazy.

The dragon attendant ignored Chen Mo's pain and continued to tell his story bit by bit.

"This is the back hand I left behind, the spirit of the king and part of my spirit body were poured into it, and I established contact with it as soon as I woke up, this is indeed an alchemy, after all, my spirit plus the spirit of the king is its living spirit, even an alchemist like you will not be able to find the clues, after all, it is impossible for you to contact me and my king's spirit for thousands of years."

"But it's not just alchemy, it's also the eyes of me and the king."

"Of course, the king's spirit is too weak for him to express some subconscious thoughts, and it is my duty as a dragon attendant to wake the king up from this state of ignorance."

"The spirit of the cross, with his weak sense of self, has kept this alchemy at the center of the world maelstrom, which is of course a good thing for me, it seems to be in a family of blood stealers," the dragon attendant closed his eyes and recalled, "It's called the Gattuso family, they put so much alchemy with the cross that I am in awe, it is obvious that these people have accumulated an amazing wealth in your society, I could have chosen them as nourishment, but I changed my target out of concern." ”

"In the past six months, the cross has had the first chance to be used, at this time I came into contact with the blood stealers outside the family, they obviously do not know the difference between me and the king and ordinary living beings, I can use part of the authority through the king's spirit, this is a power you can't imagine, as long as a certain degree of hint is planted for the people who have come into contact, the 'rabbit' will naturally run to the door under my inducement."

"Although it is easy to say, it is much more difficult to actually perform the operation of mental suggestion, I need to make up a reasonable reason for the bloodstealer to suspect that there is a faint possibility of a dragon tomb here, but I still succeeded, and the first 'rabbits' of all pure-blooded humans soon arrived, although they were not as tasty as the bloodstealers, but they were more controllable."

"I used this nourishment to successfully restore some of my spirits, erase the survivors' memories of other people, and use it to increase the interest of the bloodstealer and attract more abundant nourishment."

The voice of the dragon attendant echoed in the empty hall, he told his plan step by step, his expression was really proud, the pain in Chen Mo's mind did not know when it weakened, he moved to the low stool placed on the wall, sat down, leaned against the empty wall, and rested his right arm on his forehead as if to block something, relieving the pain.

Chen Mo's eyes were closed under his forearm, but his ears seemed to have been listening to the words of the dragon servant, and he suddenly interjected, as if he also understood the dragon servant's plan, and then helped him continue:

"It was all planned, but then, when you come into contact with these controlled half-breed teams, you find that these people also come from a large half-blood family, and they are very likely to cause a lot of trouble before the White King recovers, so you start trying other solutions."

The dragon attendant raised his eyebrows in surprise, oh, it is more appropriate to describe it as an eyebrow bone now, he nodded: "Yes, the spirit that Wang Fuxing needs is several orders of magnitude higher than mine, originally I planned to repeat the previous actions to obtain enough nourishment, but the family behind these people will lead things to the point of uncontrollable, through the news I dug out of those people's heads, once the things here are out of the control of humans, you will destroy everything including your compatriots by any means, this is not good news." ”

"At this point, you need a way to cover up what's going on here, so you're eyeing Gattuso?"

"The political struggle among the human race is relatively new to me, after all, my race will not invest so much energy in this kind of internal friction, but it is not impossible to learn."

Chen Mo bluntly countered this sarcasm: "Indeed, you are better at solving problems directly through force, is the internal friction of force more high-end than the internal friction of mental power?" ”

The dragon attendant looked at Chen Mo steadily, did not refute, and continued: "The family that has become my king's nourishment is called Laurent, and they have similar strength to the Gattuso family. ”

"So I made them tend to think that it was good for the family to hide the missing nourishment, and of course, it was good for their family, and these greedy and timid people would notice us after the turmoil had subsided, and when they took the time to 'explore' here, Wang and I would want to leave after receiving the last wave of nutrients."

"In fact they did the same, this family has great energy in the human race, and in a short time it has erased almost all traces, except for ........"

Chen Mo lowered his forearms, supported his legs with both hands, leaned forward with his upper body, and said, "Except for Jotunheimri's record." ”

"That's right, so a bloodstealer took my creation to your human's 'Bronze Pillar Chamber' to delete the records."

"Your plan wasn't perfect." Chen Mo's voice was cold: "But it can always work, and the most critical point is the cross that can be spiritually induced." ”

"Frankly, your plan suffered a huge setback from the time Parcy Gattuso met me, but it wasn't irretrievable, was it? Before I entered Jotunheim, I didn't have any plans in my head to come here to find death, and under the mental adjustment of that cross, you just need to induce me to be safe and let me choose to delete that information, and Laurent will not make any further moves, this is the original direction. ”

"Plans have changed a long time ago." The dragon attendant shook his head and looked at Chen Mo: "Because of you." ”

"Because the remnant instinct of the king in that cross tells me."

"You're so fragrant."