Chapter 1062 Unraveling the Fog

The Dragon Clan knows the Sea-Monster.

On this planet, except for some weird creatures hiding in the elemental world, there are only two intelligent races that can survive the tide of demons while maintaining the continuation of civilization. One is the giant of Tarrond Dragon, one is the sea monster living in the deep sea, and as an ancient species that has also survived for a long time, even if the two races rarely communicate with each other, they will at least understand each other to a certain extent—but the relationship between them Understanding is limited to a "certain degree".

The sea monsters live in the deep sea far away from land, and they are rarely interested in things on land. They have established a mysterious ancient kingdom around a crashed giant starship, and there are dangerous ancient gods all over the kingdom. The remains make it difficult for other races to approach; on the other hand, the dragons live in the closed Tarrond, and various taboos of the "cradle age" bind them. The starship is very curious, but it is difficult to have the opportunity to contact the latter.

No one thought that when the cradle of Tarrond was overthrown and the shackles of the gods were untied, the first people to set foot on this land would be the group of visitors from the deep sea.

The water elemental that had been sucked and only a few centimeters high ran away quickly. The nearby dragons did not step forward to arrest it. Melita spent a few seconds to sort out her thoughts before continuing Walking towards the black-haired siren, while she was approaching, the black-haired siren also began to look around curiously.

Cassandra has already figured out the current situation - when she found that there are many dragons around and she is standing on a piece of land, she guessed what happened. I have to say that this situation is a bit unexpected, experience The rich deep-sea witch still can't figure out how she "swimmed past", but this does not prevent her from calming down quickly, and formulating some new goals and plans based on the original exploration mission.

Exploring the Eternal Storm and conducting investigations was her original goal, but now that she and her subordinates have directly crossed the storm and came to the kingdom of the dragon, it is just right to investigate Tarrond in one fell swoop.

She looked at the blue-haired woman who was walking towards her and turned into a human form, with a smile on her face: "Hello—it seems that there was an accident on our journey, and we accidentally came to your land. I My name is Cassandra, I am from Antavien, and I am loyal to the master of the deep sea, Her Majesty Queen Perthia—but this time, my subordinates and I are on a journey of exploration under the orders of Emperor Cecil. .”

"Hello, welcome to Tarrond—you can call me Melita Purnia, I am the manager of this camp," Melita immediately showed the appropriate smile when she realized that the other party was very polite. Smiling, and quickly noticed the key words mentioned by the other party, "Wait, you said that you were ordered by the emperor of the Cecil Empire...?"

"Yes, we depart from the Northport of the Cecil Empire," Cassandra nodded, while paying attention to the reactions of the surrounding dragons. The current situation is very delicate, this "entry" is an emergency, and in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts caused by misunderstanding, the wise judgment in this situation is to explain the ins and outs of my party and the mission that can be made public as soon as possible—— Although Cassandra is not a professional diplomatic fish, she still understands this basic knowledge, "We observed that the eternal storm on the northern ocean suddenly disappeared, so we came to investigate the situation. Originally, we were supposed to be in the stormy sea We are exploring nearby, but we don’t know what happened, there are problems with our direction perception, the magnetic field and magic environment of the deep sea..."

"So you 'swimmed', didn't you?" Melita maintained a friendly attitude. Although she had a stomach full of nasty things to say now, her reason made her tense up, and she began to think about causing the group of deep-sea visitors to deviate. The reason for the destination, "I think this may be related to the... incident that happened in Tarrond recently. At present, the environment of this continent and the surrounding large-scale sea areas have undergone great changes.

As you can see - even the coastline has become like this. "

Cassandra raised her head with a surprised expression: "Ah, I thought these rocks and small islands were floating in the sky—I've never been to this place before."

Melita sighed: "There have been a lot of things... In short, please relax, we can get along well-I personally have friendship with Cecil's emperor, I really didn't expect to see it in this situation He sent an emissary, which is a good thing anyway. Also allow me to express my apologies - our fishing team is inexperienced, please forgive their offense."

What she was referring to was naturally the matter that the fishing team caught Cassandra and her Naga followers as "strange fish". To put it bluntly, this was even a serious diplomatic incident...

But Cassandra obviously didn't care about it. She shook the tip of her tail and glanced at the giant dragons standing next to her: "Don't care, don't care, it's just a misunderstanding——Actually, I realized from the beginning The dragon friends may have made a mistake, so I took the initiative to order the subordinates to cooperate to prevent accidental injury, you can count it as me taking the initiative to come to the shore..."

"Thank you for your tolerance and care. These reckless young dragons have learned a lesson today." Melita immediately took the step, "Please also follow me to the camp for a short rest... But our conditions are limited now, if you have Sorry for the poor reception."

Cassandra nodded, and at the same time, she saw the temporary barracks not far away that were obviously made of recycled waste and the precarious ruins outside the barracks, so she took advantage of the situation and asked, "May I ask—" What happened to Tarrond? How did it happen?"

"This... is more complicated to explain," Melita resisted the urge to sigh again, and at the same time raised her hand as an invitation gesture, "Please come with me, we can talk slowly on the road."

...

At the invitation of Melita, the siren Cassandra came to the other party's residence on this broken coastline—it was said to be a residence, but in fact it was just one of many temporary houses in this small camp.

Under the sheltered terrain on the coast, the dragons built square houses with alloy plates recovered from the ruins and stones mined from the sea. Compared with the gorgeous and luxurious palaces and pavilions of the past, such houses are shabby It is no exaggeration to describe it as dilapidated, and in order to save materials and speed up the construction progress, the size of these houses simply cannot accommodate the dragons in the form of dragons, and they can only live in them in human form, but even so, these houses are still They are now a precious refuge in the land of Tarrond: they are at least strong enough to withstand the cold and snow of the arctic regions, and can make people forget for a while the devastated land beyond the walls.

"Please come in—although it's a bit shabby, but compared with those compatriots who are still trapped in the ruins of the wilderness and waiting for rescue, we survivors with a roof tile are already extremely lucky," said Melita While letting Cassandra into the room, he pointed to the deeper room, "I live here with my friend Noretta—the one with the white hair just now. She will lead the team The wilderness to the west of the patrol camp is now gone."

"You are waiting outside." Cassandra turned her head and told the Naga, and then followed Melita into the house.

After getting used to the slightly dim light, she could clearly see some details in the house—the furnishings at the entrance and the house itself had a strong and contradictory style, she saw Many alloy plates that are obviously substandard are joined to the walls by rough cutting techniques and crude welding techniques. The lower half of the walls are piled up with primitive stones, and an advanced holographic projection device is placed in the corner of the house. The device should be Picked up from the ruins, it was in poor working order, intermittently playing old-time synth music and dazzling commercial clips, and in the center of the house was a heavy stone table with Draconic runes on it. It depicts some incomprehensible magic circles, and a piece of crystal floats above the table, with shimmering light on its surface, projecting some scenes near the camp.

Primitive and advanced, rough and precise, the shattered glorious era and the bleak future, these contradictory things are combined together in such a way, looking at them, Cassandra is just a little silent.

"This is our current state," Melita seemed to have misunderstood Cassandra's silence, "it does not look very beautiful...but it is still practical for survival. At this stage, our first task is to ensure that More compatriots can survive and restore some social order as much as possible, as for comfort and beauty... it can only be left behind."

"I understand." Cassandra raised her head and looked at Melita with gentle eyes. "We have also experienced it."

Melita was a little dazed: "You?"

"Many, many years ago - the Antaveen crashed on this planet, all factories shut down, the engine core went out, and all the compartments from the core fusion tower to the living area were filled with metal fragments and deadly radiation, All we have to do is run out of spaceships and burrow into pristine seabeds and shallows to survive, all while enduring horrific physical loss of control and mental misalignment... Honestly, it might even be worse than what you're dealing with now , at least for you, the atmosphere of this planet is not poisonous."

"Sorry..." Melita didn't know what expression to make, "We don't know this..."

"Why do you apologize? We just didn't have a chance to communicate," Cassandra laughed. "We all live on this planet, but we haven't dealt with each other for so many years, but maybe it's fate—we can Let’s get to know each other today. His Majesty Cecil once said that the fate of mortals is connected, and I think it makes sense recently.”

"He has a lot of reasonable words," Melita nodded, "Most of them are being realized one by one, and the rest...maybe it will be realized one day."

"I'm afraid he will be deeply surprised when he knows what happened in Tarrond," Cassandra said from the bottom of her heart, "out of our sight, such an earth-shattering event happened on this planet... You have created the biggest change that the world has never experienced in millions of years, and even sea monsters will be amazed by this kind of thing."

"But the opportunity for all of this to come true came from the humans of Loren Continent." Melita said with a smile.

Then she paused, her expression gradually became serious, and she looked into Cassandra's eyes: "Ms. Cassandra, please tell me about the current situation in the Loren Continent, especially the Cecil Empire."

"Of course," Cassandra nodded and laughed, "this world is becoming more and more 'interesting', and the most interesting thing is... His Majesty Gawain Cecil is trying to create a new world order ..."

...

The mountains in the extreme north are bathed in the warm sun of the reviving moon, and the snow caps that have not melted for years are gradually shrinking. Dragon's Landing Fort still stands on the top of the mountains, overlooking the kingdom of dragon descendants, just like it has been for thousands of years.

Grand Duke Dragon Blood is back.

Balogar stood on the highest terrace, and the clouds and mist among the mountains in the distance reflected the sunlight, undulating slowly in his field of vision, the courtiers Sir Golosh Schickel, Sir Eugene and Sir Kesimir stood Behind him, quietly waiting for the Grand Duke's order.

All countries in the mainland have their own ruling structure and title positioning. In the Principality of Shenglong, "Jazz" is a very special title. It does not belong to a clearer part of the aristocratic system like other countries, but belongs to the top noble. Unified honor title, in this country covered with lofty mountains and mountains, those who enjoy the title of "Jazz" are all big figures who are qualified to freely enter and leave Dragon's Landing Castle.

"...I didn't expect that I would come back alive," Balogel said softly after a long silence, "Now the plan has to be changed."

The coming-of-age ceremony not long ago was like an unbelievable dream, but everything in that dream had actually happened. Balogar couldn't believe that he could return to Dragon's Landing Castle safely after going through all this. He recalled his Everything experienced in space and in Tarrond, at this moment, apart from lamenting that the world is unpredictable, the rest is lamenting that the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

"We haven't officially announced the announcement of the death of Grand Duke Dragon's Blood. This should be regarded as good news," said the relatively young Sir Kesimir, who is tall and straight, with short black hair. There have been some civil disturbances, but nothing major - we can change plans relatively easily."

"...Indeed, if I come back one day later, I'm afraid I will have to attend my own funeral," Balogar said with a strange look, "I even thought about how to return to the public in a reasonable way when I flew back. In sight, including whether to climb out of the coffin in public like Gawain Cecil... Well, if that is the case, the situation will be complicated."

"Ahem, fortunately, we just need to do some comfort and guidance to suppress the gossip about the 'palace coup'," Sir Golosh Schickel coughed dryly, "Now that you have returned, The affairs of the principality can also run as usual, should we then draw up an official letter and send a new response to the Cecil Empire? Our previous response to their invitation was not appropriate..."

"There must be a new response," Balogar nodded, "but before that... let's announce something first."

Sir Golosh said with curiosity on his face, "You mean..."

"The truth about this long, so-called 'exile', about the price the Dragons paid for their freedom, about the real situation in Tarrond...it's time to announce it."

Sir Eugene, who had white beard and hair, frowned immediately: "This will inevitably cause an uproar, and not all clansmen can accept all of this—didn't you decide to bury the truth before?"

"The truth will always be revealed one day, and we also need to prevent the buried truth from turning into a hidden danger in the future—in this world, 'unknown' and 'blindness' are really terrible things. After seeing Tarlon After seeing Germany's current appearance, I have a deeper understanding of this matter," Baloger said slowly, "Do a good job in guiding public opinion and dealing with the aftermath, and the rest...let the dragon descendants make their own choices Bar."