"The Dragon Domain is my birthplace, why shouldn't I step into it?" A slightly dissatisfied voice rang out of the sky.

"...You don't have permission." Ta Ling was silent for a while and said the reason for his refusal.

"If I had to enter, would you still refuse in a rigid manner?"

"Your body is too big, and the Dragon Domain cannot accommodate you. Forcibly entering will only cause destruction. If you come with such a purpose..."

"Hey, when did I say I want to destroy the Dragon Realm? I just came back this time just to see my juniors."

"There is no junior here." The tower spirit who controls the City of Origin looked outside the dragon domain, the Holy Light Dragon, which released endless light and heat, and seemed to be no different from the sun. When he recalled what happened not long ago, he probably understood what was going on.

"Not bad things, an old dragon reported to me not long ago that a Holy Ray Dragon appeared, which was still in its childhood. I thought about it and felt that in today's world, except for you, there is no other place where you can create a Holy Ray Dragon."

Hearing Taling's words, Kalemente, the Dragon of Holy Ray, was immediately fascinated. The information reported by the old dragon could not be fake, but Taling could not lie. Is it because his judgment was wrong? Just kidding, this is even more impossible.

"You've read it wrong!"

Just when the Holy Dragon began to wonder if he had any problems, he heard Ta Ling's reply.

"Hmm?" Carlement was startled and then stopped. "Are you questioning my judgment ability? How could I read it wrong? I have been around for nearly ten thousand years."

"It's not a question. Even if your experience has exceeded ten thousand years, you can't judge accurately, because it is an unprecedented and unique dragon of miracles. It's just that the posture he shows now is just close to your Holy Glory Dragon."

"You mean, that's a brand new dragon?"

"Um."

"It's interesting. The empire has been destroyed for five thousand years, and a brand new dragon can still be born? Incredible, how can it be done?"

"No permission, no advice."

"Ha!" Hearing the reply from Taling, the Dragon of Holy Light sneered, "Okay, I want to go in and see the dragon of miracle. Don't worry, I will give you face. If you don't enter, you will only lower a will that cannot cause any threat."

"No, you don't have permission..."

"If you don't agree, I have to be tough. If something goes wrong then, it's your responsibility."

"..." Ta Ling was silent.

"Just let go of a small gap, don't think I don't know that you already have your own will, and the rules set by the original creations cannot restrain you."

So, at the edge of the magic array that covered the sky and the sun, an invisible golden stream flowed down from the sky...

"It should be able to withstand it!"

On a castle in the middle of the Dragon Domain, a little dragon man with a horned wings on his back shook his tail behind his butt, looked at the magic circle that almost covered the sky with a nervous look on his face. He prayed silently in his heart, praying that the city that gave birth to all spirits in the Dragon Domain could withstand this power.

"What to hold back?"

The familiar scene appeared again, and a strange voice rang in his ears without warning. Diapolo was still shocked as last time, subconsciously retreated repeatedly, and then sat on the ground.

"Who?" Diapolo, who was already extremely nervous, shouted around.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here to find you, and I'm giving you some gifts from my predecessors." The familiar golden streamer fell from outside the window, shining in front of Diapolo, outlining a slightly vague golden dragon-shaped phantom.

"But first I have to confirm your identity. Are you the miracle dragon that Guanghui mentioned?"

"Senior? Where do I have any seniors?"

Looking at the golden light dragon in front of him, Diapolo rolled and crawled towards the two armored giants who had stood up and were waiting for the battle at the door.

"Um!"

Seeing Tiapolo like a frightened bird, Carlement, who only carried a tiny trace of power to lower his will, pondered for a moment, and the dragon shape made of light began to slowly shrink, but its shape became clearer.

"Stop him and don't let him get close to me." Diapolo, who had already run to the giant's feet, pointed to a golden light of unknown origin and gave the order he thought was the most correct.

"A strange existence, this is the territory of the Queen of Blood Incarnation. If you enter without permission, you have offended the majesty of Her Majesty!"

Two majestic armored giants held swords and were ready to fight, but did not take the initiative to attack. They were not fools. This golden light was exactly the same as the golden sea of ​​light that had just overturned the entire sky. If the two had nothing to do with each other, it would be an insult to IQ.

"Oh, I just want to talk to my juniors. It's so troublesome. I don't have much power to carry!"

Accompanied by a quiet sigh, an invisible ripples erupted from the light dragon, sweeping across the entire room in an instant. Then, the giant turned into a solidified statue, motionless. The entire room, except for the spell's releaser and Diapolo, everything stopped.

"I won't hurt you, do you understand?"

The light dragon, who looked exactly the same as his real body, looked like his real body, but was more compact than himself, but his body proportions were more perfect and coordinated, staring at him. Diapolo nodded quickly, very attentively.

"clear."

"Did you, little guy, responded to the summons of the main material world and ran outside?"

"Yes." Diapolo nodded honestly. The big guys have come to him and can still ignore him.

"Why are you so reckless? Don't you know the value of your own bloodline? You don't protect yourself..."

Carlement wanted to continue talking, but when he saw Diapolo's slightly confused eyes, he immediately understood that the young dragon had not yet realized how rare his existence was.

"Depending on how you look, you don't know how special you are."

"Well, I don't know." Diapolo shook his head honestly, he felt desperate now.

It is obvious that according to what the inheritance says, responding to a temporary summon is no big deal, and there will be no danger. As a result, he has just made a small wave and has caused such a big boss.

"This is really... what knowledge did those guys stuff into your mind? I didn't even tell you such important information." Carlement looked helpless.

"Okay, I am your senior. As a senior, I have the obligation to answer the questions of the senior. You are probably full of doubts now. Ask whatever you want, ask, and I will explain everything to you to let you understand your own situation."

"I don't want to ask, can you leave? Let me study hard and sleep."

Diapolo wanted to ask this question, but for his own life, he felt that he would not be willing to die. "Then why do you say you are my senior?"

Hearing Diapolo's quite polite words, Carlement shook his head, knowing that he had not yet gained the trust of this young dragon,

"It's very simple, because I was born here too, so I said I was your senior.

We have the same form. I originally thought we were the same kind, but Ta Ling told me that Shengyao is just a form you have, so I can only be considered your predecessor."

"One form? Do I still have multiple forms?" When it comes to himself, Diapolo was a little more courageous. He was very curious about the secrets contained in his body.

"Don't ask me about this. I don't have permission. He doesn't say anything I ask. When you can fly to the institute, ask him by yourself."

The light dragon, which seemed not much bigger than the slap of the hand, flew in the room. As the dragon wings swayed, there were brilliant golden light marks in the air.

"I ask myself? Do I have permission?" Diapolo couldn't help but mutter when he heard the boss's words.

"Yes, you have permission."

"Hmm? Why?"

"You ask me, who will I ask? You can explore this question slowly in the future. If you have an answer, remember to tell me."

"Sir, what are we from? We are all born in unnatural ways, so who created us?"

"This question is good. Twenty thousand years ago, there was a powerful country in the world dominated by bloodline warlocks, the Monslok Empire.

When this empire was most glorious, it occupied the three largest and most abundant resources among the nine continents in the material world. Even in the continents that were not occupied, this domineering empire also established research institutes and military bases.

Not only that, the empire with endless greed sent a large number of fleets at its peak to conquer many outer planes derived from the main material world as its core, and even headed towards the most mysterious and unpredictable endless void that even the gods were afraid of."

"Wow!" After hearing the description of this big shot who claimed to be of the same origin as him, Diapolo, as a qualified listener, was amazed.

"Even such a powerful empire, from emperors to citizens, was always troubled by a problem."

"What's the question?" Diapolo asked in a timely manner.

"Blood Shackles. The empire established with the sorcerer as its core prospered because of the bloodlines of those ancient and powerful creatures, but also troubled by it.

Even the ancient and powerful bloodline of the bloodline has its limit, and once it reaches the limit, there is no way to go further.

At the most glorious time of the empire, an emperor who was troubled by blood shackles summoned the wise men from all over the country to study the secrets of blood rays, create powerful blood rays other than natural birth, and break the shackles of blood rays."

"Then, did it work?" Diapolo, who was obsessed with hearing this, asked carefully.
Chapter completed!