Chapter 1063 Elemental Secrets

The northern land has ushered in spring, but for Longlinbao, which is located on the top of the mountains, the cold wind is still the main theme that never stops - the wind from the direction of the coastline and the wind that is rolled up with the surging air waves in the mountains is non-stop The ancient fortress made of huge stones was blowing wildly, and between the outer corridors and towering walls of the castle, the howling sound was unstoppable day and night.

A huge brazier was burning in the corridor between the inner and outer courtyards of the castle. The energy shield rising between the braziers blocked the cold wind from the outer corridor, but there were still whistling sounds passing through the shield from time to time. Sir Golosh Hickel stood between two huge stone pillars, and looked towards the direction of the outer courtyard through the open corridor. The fully armed dragon blood warrior stood tall and straight in the cold wind, as if motionless like a stone sculpture.

The strong physique of the dragonborn can ignore the cold wind on the top of the mountain, which is one of the most proud parts of the people living in this land for their blood.

The sound of footsteps came from the side, and Sir Golosh turned his head to look, and saw Sir Kesimir with short black hair coming to his side, he nodded slightly to the other party, and the latter said casually while returning the salute: "I heard from the Grand Duke that the current wind in Tarrond is colder and stronger than here... I can't imagine the scene there."

"Neither can I," said Sir Grosh, "we dragonborn, who have never been to the north since birth, are also forbidden to know anything about the other side of the northern ocean... On this point, you and I are the same."

Sir Kesimir fell silent for a while, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said: "How do you think the people of the Principality will react after they know the truth? Everyone will accept this crisis that has lasted for millions of years. 'Arrangement', and the current 'mother clan'?"

"...I'm afraid we won't be able to predict it accurately. There are too many variables behind this matter," Golosh shook his head. "Even I myself have been lost for a long time after knowing everything. I have no doubts. The feeling of the original dragon clan is very complicated. On the one hand, in the case of Tarrond civilization doomed to perish, they exiled the 'Dragonborn' from their hometown and prohibited them from returning to protect us. Because of this protection, We don't have to face the final battle, we don't have to turn into cold corpses in the wasteland in the north, but on the other hand... this protection is also imposed on us by them, and they use the most ruthless way. Of course, I can accept this, but there are millions of people in the principality, and there must be many people who cannot accept this.”

"No one likes the fate they are assigned—especially the dragonborn," Kesimir smiled, "The wind in this mountain is too cold and hard, making the dragonborn who live here become stones." In my opinion, we may have to spend a lot of effort to get everyone to gradually accept the truth of Tarrond..."

Just as Jazz was halfway through his words, footsteps came from the side, and at the same time a disdainful female voice sounded: "In my opinion, all these ideas are hypocritical."

"Ms. Azalena," Sir Kesimir followed the prestige and saw a red-haired woman with a shawl approaching. He nodded with a smile and greeted her, "Your evaluation is really good. As sharp as ever."

"Just tell the truth," Dragon Seal Witch Azalena snorted, seemingly disapproving, "What do you say you don't like to be arranged by fate? This is a question that you have time to think about after living too comfortably. Those who survived on the battlefield People who climb out will never care whether their lives are arranged to be saved—if someone thinks that their wings have been cut off because Tarrond is sorry for themselves, it is very simple, send them to Tarron Lund, kill them in the wasteland, if it is the unaltered fate they want, then this is the unaltered fate - the fate that the primitive dragons are facing. Then I'm afraid they will cry Crying and coming back."

Sir Kesimir listened to the remarks of the Dragon Seal Witch, and said dumbfoundedly: "...It really is sharp, and it really deserves to be someone who has traveled in the human world for many years.

Your perspective on a problem is truly original and powerful. "

"I just remembered what a certain human said to me," Azalena said casually, "'The heroic dead are eligible to be buried with their swords, but those who survived can be buried next to the former's tomb. Brag on the grill'—a phrase I used to dismiss, but have since come to realize more and more how true it is."

Sir Kesimir was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and his expression became strange: "...This doesn't sound like a statement that a hero can say."

"Yeah, he can't be considered a hero, so that guy is still alive—and those guys who acted as heroes were buried with their swords," Azarena said softly, the second half It seemed as if he was talking to himself, "...if possible, I really hope those guys can still drink and brag with us..."

Golosh looked at the red-haired witch curiously: "Ms. Azalina? Are you..."

"No, it's nothing, just distracted." Azalena quickly shook off her memories, raised her head and looked at the high-ranking courtier in front of her, "Ah, I almost forgot the business... Sir Gorosh, it seems that we are going to The human world has taken a trip: The candidates representing the Principality of Shenglong to participate in the meeting have been finalized, because the Grand Duke needs to stay here to stabilize the situation in the Principality, and you and I will be the envoys this time."

...

Accompanied by Melita, Cassandra came to a high platform next to the camp. The boulder pile protruding from the surface was in a semi-molten and then solidified state as a whole, like obsidian. Dots of streaming light, standing on the high platform, you can see the entire camp under the sheltered bay, as well as most of the beaches outside the camp and a part of the wasteland leading to the inland.

Even though the moon of recovery has arrived, the cold wind in the Arctic region is still cold. Cassandra carefully controls her elemental body, preventing herself from accidentally freezing, while looking curiously at the land that is suitable for the sea monster. It is a very strange and mysterious land—the large area of ​​ruins and some remaining alloy giant structures in the field of vision show the advanced prosperity here, which makes her a little regretful that she was not able to live in Tarrond when it was still glorious. Visit here - many things that amazed the fish are destined to never be reproduced, or if they can be reconstructed here, it will not be how many years later.

"As you can see, after that war...these things are left here," Melita said, "For us races who are bound by the rules of the world, the price of breaking free from the shackles is so high—just In order to be able to talk freely with an 'extraterrestrial' like you like now, we all have to pay the price of our lives."

"This world is really not very friendly... It's far worse than our hometown," Cassandra sighed, shaking her head. "Of course, I mean before our hometown was destroyed..."

"Your hometown...was destroyed?" Melita looked at the sea monster in astonishment, obviously she didn't understand this period of history.

"It happened a long, long time ago... Our hometown suffered a sudden attack. The invaders were very powerful, and we had no power to fight back, so we actually escaped." Cassandra smiled, very He said with open eyes, "Many, many years have passed since then, presumably even those invaders have died... The ocean in our hometown may have regained its vitality, but it seems that we will not be able to go back."

"...The exchange with the 'Outsider' is really rewarding." Melita was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but sigh, "We, the race that has always been trapped on the planet, have no way of imagining beyond the light-year scale. what the world looks like."

Cassandra shook her head: "We are also trapped on this planet now - so there is no difference between everyone, even if I discuss interstellar travel with you, it is just a bragging about the glory of the past. In the end , we are all rebuilding our old civilization, so it doesn’t make sense to talk about the richness of the past.”

"That's true," Melita smiled, then seemed to think of something, and said thoughtfully, "It seems that all races on this planet have finally embarked on the road of rebuilding civilization. "

Cassandra just smiled and didn't say anything. At almost the same moment, a young dragon suddenly flew from the direction of the camp and landed on the platform where they were, and bent his neck towards Melita: " Captain, Grisdor asked me to ask you, what to do with the water elementals caught in the camp? They are getting more and more noisy."

Melita immediately thought of the water elementals locked in the dragon language rune array, which were only a few centimeters high, and their noisy complaints. Her expression became a little weird: "It's still closed!" Is it?"

"It's still closed. Grisdall was going to try to see if he could get some fresh water from them, but failed. Those water elements have reached the limit of stability. Continuing to get water can only make them return to the elemental plane immediately," The young dragon replied honestly, "It's just that we didn't dare to let you go without you..."

"Don't worry about it, I'm sure you won't be able to get the water out," Cassandra waved her hand beside her, "I never leave running water under my straw—not to mention that I have carefully squeezed out those water elements."

"Then let it all go," Melita nodded to the young Dragon Clan, "By the way, inform Grisdor, if you find similar small water elements in the future, just ignore them, no need to waste manpower."

After the young dragon clan took the order and left with fluttering wings, Melita glanced at Cassandra next to her curiously: "Actually, I'm a little strange... Sea monsters usually rely on hunting other water elements and absorbing water to maintain their life. Yourself? I thought you usually get water directly from the natural environment..."

"Of course we usually get water directly from the natural environment," Cassandra said immediately, "The sea monsters don't need to hunt primitive water elements at all under normal circumstances—it's just that this time there was an accident. At that time, my subordinates and I encountered an unstable elemental rift, and some daring primitive water elements ran out of it to attack my team. In order to teach these bold lunatics, I punished them."

While speaking, the black-haired siren with a tear mole in the corner of his eye narrowed his eyes: "Don't worry about those guys, although they are sucked dry, as long as they return to the elemental world, they will recover quickly— —It’s just that the feeling of being absorbed by the sea monster will definitely leave a deep impression on them, at least for ten thousand years, those guys should not dare to move casually in this sea area.”

Melita was a little dazed when she heard this, and she didn't know whether to judge from the way the other party "took a lesson" or lamented the unexpectedly cruel method of the seemingly peaceful sea monster when facing "similar to the same kind". Think carefully It took her a long time before she thought of a question: "Why do those water elementals still attack sea monsters who are also water elements? Aren't creatures of the same element have a good relationship?"

"A good relationship?" Cassandra smiled, "Ah, it's true on other elemental creatures, but unfortunately we 'outsiders' are exceptions on this planet...the primitive water elementals here Those sea monsters who disturb the peace of their plane are not welcome.

"When Antavien crashed on the surface of the planet, what we smashed was not just a piece of continental shelf—some structures on the Antavien also broke through many 'tributaries' in the water element field, and the impact caused It has not completely subsided today.

"So since ancient times, the relationship between the original water elements and the sea monsters has been tense, and there have even been direct conflicts several times, but we also know that the fault is on us, so we are always working hard to improve the relationship between the original water elements and those original water elements. relationship... These efforts are not ineffective, at least in the areas covered by several main element tributaries, we have peacefully coexisted with the local water elements, but in more remote places..."

Cassandra curled up her tail and swayed in mid-air, "Those scattered water elements don't care about any 'coexistence agreement'—they or they will trouble the sea monster as long as they emerge, and in most cases All the subordinates refused to communicate, and as time went by... we sea monsters who were active outside had no choice but to call back when we encountered similar situations."

Melita has lived for many, many years and has witnessed many incredible things in this world, but this is the first time she has heard of these things that only elemental creatures can understand and perceive. She listened to Cassandra with surprise and interest. After La's narration, he couldn't help sighing until the other party finished speaking: "I really didn't expect...in places we don't understand, there are so many unknown and interesting histories in this world."

Immediately afterwards, she felt that her wording was not accurate enough, and hurriedly explained: "Ah, sorry, I don't think I should use 'interesting' to describe this period of history..."

"Don't worry about it," Cassandra waved her hand immediately, "We sea monsters have a different way of looking at the world than you, so you're right, even we think these histories are quite interesting... between the elements That's the thing about the fight, anyway, we are used to dying and dying, and I suspect that even those primitive water elementals who are hostile to the siren are also used to it-the water I let go last today Elemental, the more I think about it now, the more I feel like I sucked on it once forty or fifty thousand years ago..."

Melita: "..."