Listening to Miss Black Dragon's helpless sigh, the rocking chair under Modier finally stopped. The old mage rolled his eyes at the sky and said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? The adventure plan I originally made is now gone. I put it aside and just watched people coming and going in front of me every day, and listened to them come back and tell me about the new changes outside the camp. How could it not be boring?"
The young black dragon girl had a troubled look on her face: "This we are worried about an accident"
"I know, I know," Modile waved his hands impatiently before the other party finished speaking, "You are essentially worried that I will accidentally die outside before my descendant who is coming from the Loren continent arrives. Well, why are you decorating so much"
The black dragon girl's face suddenly became more embarrassed than before: "Actually we are not entirely because of this"
"It's also because my mental state has been getting worse recently, and I'm worried that I might cause a big mess if I go out with other adventurers." Modile had already figured out all the thoughts of these dragons, although he said impatiently He said, the cheerful expression on his face never stopped, "Hey, don't look so embarrassed and let others guess the central issue. I'm not embarrassed for you. In fact, I also understand that these concerns of yours are not malicious at all. That's right, so I'm quite cooperative - I haven't even been out of this street since the last time I met your leader, but I'm just really bored"
As he spoke, the great adventurer couldn't help but shook his head: "Hey, there are still too few entertainment items here. The tavern will be boring after a few visits. I'm not good at gambling either. I think. Find a few people to play cards and chess. It seems that few adventurers are interested in this"
Listening to the great adventurer's ramble, the expression on the face of the black dragon girl standing aside gradually changed. She lowered her eyelids and sighed with a sigh in her voice: "Entertainment The current conditions of the adventurer camp are really good. It¡¯s limited, but in the old Tallond, we didn¡¯t lack all kinds of ¡®entertainment¡¯ ¨C if you could see the lower area of ??Agundore at that time, I¡¯m afraid you would never be bored.¡±
Modiel raised his eyelids and glanced at the black dragon: "You mean the addictive potions, the hallucination generators and gladiatorial arenas that stimulate nerves?"
The black dragon girl blinked, her expression a little surprised: "Do you know this?"
"Adventurers will see information about the Kingdom of Dragons before registering. I'm not the kind of fool who just throws away the information after getting it." Modile shook his head, "try to know as much as possible in advance where you want to go." This is a must-have professional quality for every adventurer.¡±
"That's rightyou are different from other adventurers," the black dragon girl smiled, with some curiosity on her face, "In that case, what do you think of the former Tallond?"
"Me? I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I can't imagine what that bizarre world really looks like," Modier shrugged, "But seeing that you are willing to pay such a huge price in exchange for such a wasteland, You also have to break free from that situation, then it must not be as beautiful as it seems on the surface.¡±
The black dragon girl didn't speak for a while, as if she was stuck in some kind of memory. After a long time, her expression suddenly relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "In fact, from the perspective of individual 'survival', once It is not an exaggeration to call Tallond the paradise paradise, but when you have to live on a fixed trajectory for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, even your daily words and deeds must strictly follow a huge, complex and invisible If framed, any paradise would be nothing more than a long period of torture. You¡¯re right, it¡¯s not a beautiful place.¡±
"I suddenly became a little curious," Modile looked into the girl's eyes curiously, "I heard that in the old Tallond period, most dragons did not need to work, so what were you doing every day at that time? ?¡±
"Duel." The black dragon girl smiled faintly.
"Duel?!" Modi was immediately surprised. He looked up and down at the opponent's slim body, "You? Your daily job is to duel with others?"
"It's actually a kind of entertainment. We take our brain tissue out of the original body and put it into a highly modified 'competitive body', and then control the powerful competitive body in a Competing for 'target objects' and rankings in very, very huge containers, accompanied by reckless fights to the death and cheers from the audience - and I am a frequent visitor to the Agundor Extreme Arena. Don't look at me like this now, then At that time, I could dismantle more opponents than I could count with my two claws."
"This" Modile tried to imagine what it would be like."You - although your new story is indeed good," the lazy and majestic voice seemed to say helplessly, "I almost miss the old days. At that time, you still unswervingly upheld the 'adventurer's dignity and Professional ethics', even if the old story is repeated many times, you will never fool me with made-up things. Now you regard your ability to fool me as something to be proud of. "
"Because now I have figured it out, all you want is stories, and you don't care whether they are true or not, and I am not compiling my own adventure notes, so why should I insist on 'true records'?"
Conversations near the throne continued, and Modell, who was hiding in the shadow of the building, gradually calmed down, but he still had huge shock and uncontrollable suspicions in his heart - now he was absolutely sure that What the "lady" just mentioned was the information he heard from the black dragon girl. However, here, that information seems to have become a story just made up by the "storytelling adventurer" that "storytelling adventure" Home" also said that this story suddenly popped out of his head! !
??Has the information you heard in the real world been mapped to this world? Or is it that the voice that is exactly the same as his own is actually his own projection in this world? Is that your subconscious self? Or some kind of soul-level split?
There are so many possible guesses behind this that even a knowledgeable magician would not dare to speculate without permission. Modile even had an impulse to run out of the "safe area" where he was. Go under that throne to confirm closely, confirm the true face of that "lady", confirm where "your voice" comes from, and confirm who the person who is speaking is, even if it is really "another Modi" you"¡¡
However, the reason in his heart suppressed these dangerous impulses. Modile followed his inner guidance and hid himself better in the shadow of the building.
It was at this moment that the voice of "the other Modier" came from the direction of the throne again: "Okay, I've finished telling my story, madam, it's your turn - continue to tell your dream." Can."
"My dreamwell, there's nothing else to talk about anyway," the lazy and majestic female voice seemed to smile, and then said unhurriedly, "It's still in that giant city crawling on the ground ¡I dreamed that I had been wandering in that huge city, and it seemed that there was my mission there, and there was work that I had to complete.
"There are many figures who work for me, or follow me. I keep hearing their voices. From the voices, I can understand the changes in almost the entire world. All secrets and knowledge, conspiracies and tricks are like sunshine. It appeared in front of me like grains of sand. I gathered those grains of sand together and restored the appearance of the world like a jigsaw puzzle
"There is another figure. He is in the center of the giant city. He seems to be the ruler of the city. I have to keep giving him the puzzle pieces, and he turns the puzzle pieces into his own power to maintain an invisible world. The life of the giant beast Beside Him, in the giant city, there are some individuals similar to me. We all have to hand over the 'things' gathered by the followers to His hands to maintain the 'giant beast'. Beast's survival
"It's a little weird, but to be honest, I think it's quite interesting."
The lady described everything she saw in her dream unhurriedly, and after she finished speaking, there was silence near the throne for a few seconds before the voice of "another Modir" broke the silence: "Ah, To be honest, madam, the dream you described sounds really weird to me not only weird, I even think it's a little scary."
"Great adventurer, you shouldn't be so timid. Didn't you say that? You even dared to dig some graves filled with weird and terrifying atmosphere, and what I told you was just a dream - I thought Both things are equally interesting in front of you."
"That's different, madam," the great adventurer's voice immediately retorted, "I dig graves to find the truth from buried history. This is a serious and awe-inspiring thing, not just for fun. ¡¡±
"Is that so? Well, maybe I really don't understand," the lady said with a smile in her lazy voice, "Looking for the truth from the buried history I don't quite understand what those short histories have. What truth is worth digging for, but if there is a chance, I would be quite interested in partnering with you and trying the things you talked about"
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