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Chapter 1205 Flying over the wasteland

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    After the two young dragons had eaten and drank enough, they ran around the incubation room several times before they finally exhausted their excessive energy. On this autumn afternoon, the first pair of dragons in a million years were born in the tower.  The sisters born in the land outside Errond slept surrounded by each other in the temporary "little nest", with their necks draped around their necks, their tails wrapped around their tails, and their small claws clinging to a blanket painted with tiny orchids.

    A few pieces of eggshells were pressed under their wings and tails - these were the "pillows" they chose for themselves.  Obviously, there is not much difference between dragon cubs and human cubs in terms of sleep, and their sleeping postures are equally unrestrained.

    Melita carefully stood guard next to the two young dragons, reaching out to tidy up the bedding and blankets that had been made a mess by the little guys - these fabrics used by humans were of course not specially prepared for dragons, but obviously the young dragons were interested in them.  It doesn't matter, as long as these soft and warm things can be piled up into a comfortable nest, the newborn cub can sleep peacefully in it.

    "Have you ever thought about how to settle these two little guys in the future?" Gawain looked at Melita's slightly unfamiliar movements and couldn't help but ask, "Do you want them to stay here?"

    "I want to bring them back to the embassy and keep them with me and Noretta," Melita thought for a moment, shook her head slightly and said, "Now that we have claimed this dragon egg, Noretta and I should shoulder the responsibility."  Responsibility, I feel very sorry for leaving the eggs with you during the incubation stage - and they also need to learn how to grow up as 'dragons' with real dragons, otherwise"

    Miss Lanlong paused for a moment before speaking, looked at Gawain with a strange expression and laughed: "Otherwise, I always feel that they will grow up strangely if they stay with you"

    When Gawain heard this, he immediately felt the need to say a few words. However, before he could speak, his mind showed up with Tier walking back and forth in the corridor, Rebecca being chased and beaten by Hetty, five miles away from him.  As for Amber who slipped in and picked the lock, and Betty who watered Enya the words she wanted to defend immediately turned into a long sigh in the bronchus, and she could only cover her head and turn her face sideways: " You are right.  , it seems that the environment here is really not suitable for underage dragons to grow up"

    There are too many weird people around me. Two young dragons with no worldview at all live in such an environment. Who knows how many weird things they will learn from them. Thinking about it, it is safer to let them go back with Melita.  But then again, Gawain is also very curious about how these abnormal guys around him got together, so when he looks back, he feels like he has collected a bunch of buffs

    Melita held back her laughter as she watched Gawain's expression change, and finally broke the embarrassment by coughing twice: "The embassy area is not far from here, and the two little guys can still come here to play often -  I think they will definitely miss the atmosphere of this incubator, and and Ms. Enya here."

    There was a soft smile in the golden dome that had been silent for a long time. Enya seemed to be in a very happy mood: "If you want to take them back, just wait until they wake up. The young dragons are more powerful than the cubs of other creatures."  Thinking and understanding ability, this means that sudden changes in the environment will bring them more clear tension and confusion, so the environment cannot be changed while they are sleeping, but they should be made to realize that it was their mother who took them from one place to another.  Safe place to another safe place¡­

    ¡°In addition, remember to bring their eggshells and these bedding blankets, which will give them some sense of security.

    "After arriving at the new home, remember to spend more time with them. If possible, let the other dragons in the embassy say hello to the hatchlings, so that the hatchlings realize that they live in a 'group'. But don't see too many at once.  They will be confused by unfamiliar faces, and may even find it difficult to distinguish their mother's breath"

    Enya patiently taught young Melita one by one, and the latter nodded seriously while listening. Gawain watched the scene quietly from the side, and a series of d¨¦j¨¤ vu feelings emerged in his heart¡ª¡ª  It wasn't until the teaching process came to an end that he couldn't help but look at Enya: "Didn't you say before that you had no experience in actually caring for baby dragons Why do you think you have quite a lot of knowledge in this area now?"

    "I have no actual experience in hatching eggs - and it is impossible to have experience in this area," Enya replied nonchalantly, "but I didn't say that I don't have enough theoretical knowledge - I remember the era of ancient egg hatching.  Of many things!¡±

    Gawain heard a strong sense of pride and pride in the tone of the former Dragon God, but he always felt that the other party was not telling the truth. After all, even if she retained some memories of the "gods" from the ancient times, those memories from the perspective of the gods  The "theoretical knowledge" that comes from observing the mortal world is not as detailed and thorough as this This former Dragon God probably asked someone to make up for him when no one was around.The "Leader of the Disobedient" who always maintained a calm smile finally couldn't control her surprised expression - this was obviously beyond her previous experience and knowledge of the Deep Blue Well.

    "This does sound a bit weird - after all, it is part of the huge system that runs through the planet beneath our feet. It is as old and stable as the earth, and has only changed once in two hundred years - the frequency is even higher than that of demon tides and gods.  The disaster is still low," Gawain shook his head, "But Enya's warning has to be heeded, so I want to know if you can provide some help."

    "In the past few hundred years, more than half of my energy has been devoted to studying the source of magic power, which also includes monitoring the depth of the source of magic power," Veronica immediately replied, "I didn't find any  What an abnormal phenomenon? At least in the few 'veins' that I can monitor so far, the flow of magic power remains the same as before."

    Gao Wen frowned: "Can you expand the scope of your monitoring? If this is really a precursor to some kind of large-scale change, then we may need more data to confirm the situation"

    "Unfortunately, I am powerless," Veronica shook her head and interrupted Gawain, "That's the Gondor Wasteland - I only have limited resources and energy there, and I have to devote a lot of energy to dealing with refugees.  The harsh environment that is constantly eroding around us makes it difficult to maintain the status quo, and there is no spare power to monitor more magical energy."

    "I understand. I'm sorry, but my demands are a bit too high." After hearing Veronica's reply, Gawain immediately realized the unreality of his idea. Then he frowned slightly and involuntarily turned his gaze.  He looked at the "Map of the Known World" hanging on the nearby wall.

    His eyes slowly swept across the map, past the imperial capital, past the dark mountains, past the vast black forests and polluted strip plains, and finally landed on the gray area with almost no details due to insufficient information.  In the wasteland area.

    Veronica noticed Gawain¡¯s gaze, and she also followed it, her eyes falling on the center of the wasteland.

    It was the only area with "details" in the wasteland, the only "known" zone. The huge Gondor explosion crater lay like an ugly scar in a gray and polluted area. The center of the explosion crater  This is where she really lives now.

    This body named "Veronica" is just an interactive platform walking outside the majestic wall. Compared with the slight information felt by this body, she can feel the roaring above the old imperial capital more.  The cold wind, the filthy air, the poisoned earth, and the pure magic energy flowing in the deep blue well like the "blood of the world".

    "I can still hold on in the wasteland for a long time, but I'm afraid this world won't leave you much time," she looked at Gawain and said softly, "My Iron Man Corps and I are waiting for you.  support.¡±

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    Southeast of the Dark Mountains, in the extension of the tail of the Black Forest, the wings of the giant eagle pierced the sky, and the setting sun penetrated the clouds at dusk, casting a brilliant golden glow on these large and heroic creatures.  The ground below shows clear-cut shadows and lines in the slanted light.

    Dozens of giant eagles lined up, most of which were giant eagles with royal markings.

    Azmer, the ancient druid leader with the oldest qualifications in elven society, sat on the back of one of the giant eagles, surrounded by the "Royal Eagle Cavalry" on the left and right who were performing escort missions. These "guards" flew above him  Nearby, even through the distance in the air, the old druid seemed to be able to feel the tight aura between them - these guards were so nervously paying attention to their aging old man, even more than paying attention to him.  The queen of the team.

    But Azmer just smiled and returned his attention to the ground that was slowly retreating under the wings of the giant eagle.

    Using some exquisite magic props, he used ancient secrets to synchronize his vision with the eyes of the giant eagle. In that extra vision, he saw the vast and stretching black forest, the polluted and alienated wasteland, and the towering darkness.  mountains, and¡­

    ? A few artificial lights stretch between the black forest and the polluted area.

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