Chapter 1429 Let’s Get Real

The next night, the professor called the hunters together for a meeting.

The old man, as always, went straight to the point, "Thanks to Miss Fengying's excellent sleep quality, we have currently confirmed a coordinate."

Fengying: "."

What you said.

After listening to the professor's brief and clear explanation of the positioning operation over the past day, Anxier's expression became strange.

"Did you really fall asleep again and again, resonate and sleepwalk, and point out the direction? This process was repeated six times?"

"Well, actually not."

Under the gaze of everyone, Fengying explained awkwardly: "It was mainly because I fell asleep a few times before. Later, as long as I concentrated my mind and entered meditation, I could roughly feel the direction."

"Being able to enter the state quickly is an advantage, don't be embarrassed." The professor's tone was calm, and there was no teasing in it.

"Come here, all of you, look at this coordinate."

The professor spread out the map.

The six straight lines did not precisely intersect at one point. After all, Fengying was not a "compass" in the true sense.

But it is still possible to roughly lock onto a relatively small area, where three lines successfully intersect, and the intersection point is also in that area.

But what is unexpected is that this coordinate point is not in the Demon Gathering Land.

Instead, it is on the mainland bridge across the strait, more to the northwest. The straight-line distance from the Demon Gathering Land is not too far, only thirty or forty kilometers.

Everyone was surprised, but there was a sense of surprise and reason.

If the Dragon King is really sleeping somewhere in the Demon Gathering Land, it has gradually awakened after the ancient dragon species have been making a fuss for these days, and its sleep quality is too good.

The Demon Gathering Land has become what it is now, and the energy of the earth vein must have been disordered or even completely cut off.

Living dozens of kilometers away, the Dragon King at the end of this earth vein gradually lost the supply of energy, and then slowly woke up.

"Whether this coordinate is its nest or something else, whether it is waking up or has completely woken up, it is necessary to investigate this coordinate."

The professor looked at the silver-haired hunter, "Julius, can you give this task to your pen head?

After all, you are more skilled in this area."

"Of course." Julius agreed without hesitation.

Gordon looked at him, "You have performed a lot of tasks to scout the Demon Gathering Land recently. Do you need to rest? We can also take over the task of investigating that coordinate."

"No need." Julius shook his head slightly and said, "The intensity of those reconnaissance missions is very low, which is no different from daily training. There is no need to rest for this."

"Okay." Gordon shrugged.

He knew the temperament of his senior brother. Although he was strong, he would definitely not ignore the status of his companions for the sake of face.

If he said there was no need to rest, it really was not necessary.

"But if possible, I hope Xianglan can act with us." Julius turned to look at Hayata, "It can play a big role in the reconnaissance mission."

"I heard it, meow!" Xianglan put her hands on her hips and puffed out her belly, and said to Zhucho proudly: "The pen wants me, not you, meow~!"

Zhucho glanced at it, and his heart was calm. It didn't have those inexplicable desires to win or lose.

"Or you can just follow Julius and the others in the future." Gordon laughed and teased.

"That can't be done, meow." Xianglan jumped onto Hayata's legs and asked the latter to help her comb her hair.

"You can decide the specific personnel arrangements by yourself."

The professor looked around the hunters around, "In addition to investigating the coordinates, there is another more critical content in this meeting."

Originally, the hunters who thought the meeting was almost over and chattered shut up under the professor's gaze.

"I wonder if you still remember the part about the 'black sun' in the ancient dragon people's warning."

"Of course." Anshil leaned forward slightly, "Are you finally willing to talk?"

Not minding the subtle dissatisfaction in Anshil's tone, the professor paused for a few seconds and said:

"Perhaps you will think that I am too long-winded, but I must remind you again that the following information is strictly prohibited from being leaked. If it is leaked, Dark Night will track it down to the end."

"Don't worry, we know the importance."

"I hope so."

The professor raised his eyes and continued slowly: "Records about it have almost completely disappeared in the long river of history. Almost all civilizations are avoiding its existence, of course, so are we.

There is only one direct description of it left since ancient times.

-Tearing the bright night, constantly moving towards God, the strongest existence that even God fears."

Everyone was silent.

The one who broke the silence was the serious-looking Gale, "Well, this seems to be nonsense."

Everyone cast admiring eyes.

You are worthy of it. You easily said what we wanted to say but didn't dare to say.

Putting aside the weird parts, the summary of this sentence is - it is super strong!

I know, then what? Can this be considered intelligence? !

The professor rubbed his wrinkled forehead.

He tried to make the hunters realize how extraordinary it was in this way.

But obviously, these words were just wind in the ears of the hunters.

Whether it is an ancient dragon, a god, or a taboo, fighting with all their strength is the only thing they can do.

In this case, whether the opponent is very strong, super strong, or super super super strong, what difference does it make?

"Is there any more concrete information?"

Gordon asked what the hunters really wanted to know, "How big is it? What is its body structure? What special abilities does it have? What are its weak points and weak attributes? And how to attack, etc., do you have any of this information?"

The professor fell silent again.

Ansel's face darkened a little, "We can still infer some information about the so-called Dragon King through the young Dark Dragon.

This 'Black Sun', is it really completely unknown? It doesn't even have a proper name?"

"Albatrian (Black Dragon), this is its name." Julius said for the professor, "It means the Dragon of Light and Darkness."

Gail rolled his eyes fiercely after hearing this, "Is it really just a name?"

Gordon looked at the professor again.

They have known each other for many years, and the latter has always been a serious but reliable image in his mind.

He didn't think the professor kept them here just to say these irrelevant nonsense.

Sure enough, the professor sighed lightly.

"If it were ten years ago, I might only be able to express my regret to you, but you also know that the ancient dragons have been in turmoil for many years.

During this period, the guild did obtain some 'effective' intelligence.

To make a long story short, there is an enclave called 'God's Domain' on the sea far away from the mainland.

That is the no-fly zone designated by the guild, and it is also the territory of the Huanghei Dragon."

"God's Domain, the area where the gods are? It's really grand and arrogant." Feng Ying whispered.

"Although it is a restricted area, there are always some airships approaching there due to various reasons such as lost navigation, smuggling, and investigation by the Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau.

The vast majority of them crashed, but there are also very few survivors who brought back fragments of madman's ravings.

I will not go into the mysterious parts, and directly summarize the parts you want to know.

From the description of the survivors, it has abilities including extreme cold frost, thunder, calling wind and rain, red lotus fire that cracks the earth, and dragon-attributed red thunder.

That's right, unlike other ancient dragon species, it has some special abilities. What it has is 'everything'."