Chapter 401 Casting a Wide Net
This is a desolate land that seems to have been forgotten by the gods. In the dim sky, the light shed by the sun is blurry and heavy, as if there is a thick layer of dust floating in the air, with only a faint light penetrating in front of it.
The air is filled with the smell of sand, and every breath must be exerted with all one's strength. The once fertile soil is full of cracks and criss-crosses, with yellow and sparse weeds dotting it. Occasionally, a gust of wind can only move tiny grains of sand. Dance.
On the dry river bed, rocks are exposed, and unknown bones and dead branches are scattered. What was once the source of life has now become a valley of death.
In the distance, the outline of abandoned buildings looms under the yellow sand in the sky. They are the remains of civilization.
This is a land where every inch of space is filled with despair and loneliness.
Even dragon descendants with dragon blood flowing through their bodies would find it difficult to survive in such a land, because the world is being destroyed, everything is going to perish, the earth is also losing its vitality, and everything is decaying.
"How miserable!"
Sensing the world that the altar had reconnected for him, Tyrell looked at the dragonborn in front of him with a meager amount of dragon blood flowing in their bodies, and couldn't help but sigh.
In such a world, even if you could chew rocks or eat tree roots, you wouldn't be able to survive, because the vitality in them has disappeared, and eating them is useless.
"Please save us!"
"We just want to survive."
Looking at the group of crying dragonborn, Tyrell's mood did not fluctuate much. There was even a feeling of boredom and disdain quietly emerging.
After all, in Carlos, the dragonborn who can stand in front of him are all first-class geniuses, and they will never be so unsightly. Not to mention that these guys still have dragon blood flowing from him. Although they are exceptionally Thin.
"Feed it!"
Tyrell didn't want to get too entangled with these guys, so he casually threw down a root from the World Tree.
When the roots of the World Tree, full of vitality, passed through the vortex of time and space and fell into the barren land filled with yellow sand and gravel, everything began to spring, and immediately there were tender green grass buds, emerging from the dry land. grow out of it.
The intoxicating breath of life immediately caused several dragonborns to ignore Diriel who had not yet left, and rushed forward, pulling out the young sprouts that had just grown, and stuffing them into their mouths.
Crackling~
Bolts of lightning and thunder emerged from the void, chopping these impatient dragonborn into pieces.
Although Tyrell didn't pay much attention to rituals and didn't care about majesty, he couldn't be indifferent to being ignored to such an extent. This was a provocation to him and could be called an offense.
Of course, what's more important is that with this eating look that's not much better than a ghoul, if he doesn't give a lot of warnings, the roots of the world tree he just threw over will probably be chewed alive by these guys. .
The roots of the World Tree landed smoothly and took root in the soil. Endless flowers and plants grew out of the soil as the World Tree took root. There were even clear springs emerging from the cracks in the ground.
In just a blink of an eye, the place of worship for these dragon descendants turned into an oasis that was hard to find in a world that was gradually heading toward death.
Looking at the changes around them, the frightened dragonborn who had just felt sad for their fellow beings who had been hacked to death were suddenly overjoyed, and the negative emotions that had arisen just a short time ago were also thrown away.
They offered sacrifices to the ancient dragon ancestors and received a response. They got an oasis of life, and the inheritance of the race could finally be continued.
"I hope these guys aren't too useless."
Seeing this group of dragon-borns acting so arrogantly, Dirrell couldn't help but sigh. It had to be said that his move was very risky.
After all, these guys look very unreliable at first glance, but compared with these investments, the possible gains are very objective and worth a gamble.
As long as the roots of the World Tree can be allowed to grow smoothly for a period of time, the World Tree can rely on the gradually strengthening connection to break through the distance of time and space, and then pull this gradually decaying world over and annex it.
Although the benefits are less, they add up to a lot. Moreover, the investment is completely negligible. If other Dragon King epics knew that there was such a simple and easy way to obtain source power, they would probably go crazy with jealousy.
After terminating the connection with this world, Tyrell opened the previous time and space altar to connect him to the second ruins of the world.
But this time, what Tyrell felt was not disappointment, but surprise, because what he saw was not a lonely, dilapidated world of destruction, but greenery and infinite vitality.
"It actually worked?!"
Feeling the weak connection, Tyrell also felt infinite joy emerging from his heart.
He remembered that when the altar connected him to the ruins of the world, all he saw was a group of survivors lingering on the ruins of the world.
Because the living environment was too harsh, at that time, in addition to throwing down a ball of dragon's blood, he also threw down a piece of World Tree roots. Unexpectedly, when he turned it on again, the piece of root he dropped had The beard has turned into the boundless forest sea in front of you.
Is there any sign of a broken world? Judging from the scene that emerges from the space-time vortex in front of us, most places in Kallos cannot compare to the prosperity here.
"Your Majesty the Origin Dragon God!"
The manifestation of Diriel immediately attracted the guardians of this deep sea, which were dragon people whose bodies were covered with dragon scales. The dragon wings growing from their backs allowed them to fly freely in the forest sea.
There was no misunderstanding. Due to the blood connection, even though these dragon people had never seen Di Ruier since they were born, this did not prevent them from recognizing Di Ruier the first time they saw him.
Because there were legends or fables related to him, which had been passed down among the tribe, and when this great existence who gave hope to the ancestors who had fallen into despair and gave the source of revival to the earth came again, all the dragon people knelt on the ground.
Not long after, powerful high-level dragon people rode ferocious beasts and descended from the sky and hurried over. When they saw Di Ruier appearing in the vortex of time and space, these dragon people, who were powerful no matter which world they were placed in, quickly saluted Di Ruier respectfully.
Although their ancestors did not show much respect when they first saw Di Ruier, they had learned lessons and tasted the real sweetness, so this time was naturally different.
"I want to hear your story."
Diriel has more patience for this group of self-reliant and self-reliant people who took his gifts and rebuilt prosperity on the ruins of the world.
The kneeling dragons looked at each other, but still straightened their chests and proudly told the story of their ancestors who inherited the dragon blood and relied on the roots of the world tree to rebuild their homes on the ruins.
It was a war history full of blood and fire. The temptation of the world tree was unparalleled. Even if it was just a root, it could create many resources that could satisfy survival.
For the survivors in the ruins where all resources were exhausted, it was something they had to take at the cost of their lives.
However, because of the dragon blood given by Diriel, this group of lucky people firmly guarded Diriel's gift, and used the blood and bones of all the invading enemies to water the roots of the world tree, making it grow more luxuriantly.
But this is just the beginning. It is no exaggeration to say that protecting the roots of the world trees from the survivors in the same world is the easiest war that this group of dragons has experienced.
Because they have to face the threat from the void alone. This is the test that creatures without the protection of the world barrier must face after the world is destroyed.
Not only do they have to face the disasters from the void, but also the inexplicable invasion and attack of creatures. There is no rule and no precursor. Every time they can only grit their teeth and hold on.
But even in such a difficult situation, this group of dragons who have grown up step by step with the gift of Di Ruier's dragon blood have persisted to this day and are still growing and developing.
However, in Di Ruier's view, if there is no strong external interference, I am afraid that this group of dragons will not be able to escape the final destruction, because facing the challenge of the void alone is too difficult for this group of dragon tribes whose highest combat power is only legendary. This is not what they should face.
Unfortunately, there are always only a few people who can choose, and more people can only be forced to go with the flow. This group of dragon people is also the same.
They had no choice at the beginning. In order to survive, they had to accept Di Ruier's dragon blood and transform into dragon people. Of course, they are also lucky.
Because although Di Ruier has a purpose, it does not conflict with helping them. Instead, it can achieve mutual benefit and win-win, so they are lucky.
As for now, Di Ruier will continue to subsidize them so that they can continue to persist in the void. As long as they persist for a long enough time and make this section of the world tree roots connect with the body of the world tree, they can achieve transcendence and ascend as a family.
"You are very good and qualified to go to my eternal kingdom, but before that, you must complete my test first."
After knowing the rise and struggle history of this group of dragon people, Di Ruier painted a pie for them again, but this is a goal that can be pursued, which means that the conditions for achieving it are extremely difficult.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty the Origin, what is the test?"
The eyes of the dragon people are full of longing and hope.
"Hold on for five hundred years, or let the origin tree I gave you grow to a height of three hundred meters."
Dirrel knew that this group of dragon people called the sacred tree that grew from the root he gave them the origin tree, and he was therefore named the origin dragon.
But these are all minor details, just a small matter, not important.
"This..."
Hearing the request made by Diriel, the group of dragon people were stunned.
Only they themselves knew how difficult it was to survive in the drifting void. Every minute and every second could be said to be fighting for life. If they could survive, they would live, and if they couldn't, they would die. That's all.
"Don't worry, I will give you a new source of power, and your tribe will become stronger because of it."
After being promoted to Dragon King, most of the potential of dragon blood in Diriel's body was tapped, and now even if he just casually spilled a drop of blood, it was enough to match the effect of the true blood of the ancestral dragon.
As long as he wants, he can easily transform a tribe, and this tribe in front of him can survive in the void and has a certain development, which is worth his efforts.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Although what he got was not as good as expected, he knew the existence of the Eternal Realm and also got the true blood bestowed by the Dragon King.
The power of the tribe will increase because of this, and there will be expectations for the future. After all, everything is still a little different.
After arranging all this, Di Ruier cut off the contact again, and then, somewhat impatiently urged the Space-Time Altar to continue to contact those destroyed or already destroyed worlds for him.
As the saying goes, cast a wide net to catch more fish. Even if the benefits of this kind of destroyed world are not great, the key is stability, and a little accumulation will make a lot.
The Void Altar responded to Di Ruier's needs, or rather, it had long been waiting for Di Ruier to embark on this path. It couldn't wait to open one space-time portal after another for Di Ruier, allowing him to communicate with the many survivors who were in despair and struggling in the doomsday.
Di Ruier treated everyone equally. A ball of dragon blood and a piece of world tree roots were the gifts he could give.
For him, this can be said to be low investment and high return, and this so-called low investment can sometimes get rewards and feedback on the spot. After all, there are artifacts in the destroyed world.
When everything has lost its meaning and is on the verge of collapse, there is nothing that cannot be abandoned. Therefore, Di Ruier also gained a lot of benefits.
However, for Di Ruier, who now has the status of a dragon king, the artifacts he has taken back from these survivors. Most of them can basically only be used to enrich his treasure house, enrich his collection, or as rewards and grace for his subordinates.
"In a destroyed world, although you can get rewards as long as you are patient, it is still too slow. In comparison, a world with perfect rules can get greater benefits."
Di Ruier, who walked down from the void altar, fell into thought. Although he knew that he was immortal now, he had not yet developed the patience to match it.
Therefore, he would inevitably think about some ways to enhance his foundation in a short period of time.
There are actually quite a few small material worlds controlled by his subordinates. Veronica, the mother of the Green City Dragon, contributed several to him, and the Naga Kingdom also provided him with one.
If he is willing to search, he can also obtain more small material world coordinates, each of which corresponds to a world.
However, these are meaningless. Because of the blockade of the gods, he cannot break through now, but those worlds that have been rooted in the world tree, the gods cannot cut off the connection between them.