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Chapter 948 Who has the wrong style of painting?

The giant dragon flew over the city, and Gawain saw the wonders of Tallond that far exceeded human civilization.

Melita said that this land lacks change. As a member of Tallond society, she has obviously been watching these spectacular scenery for many, many years. It is normal to feel bored. However, For Gawain and others who saw Tallond for the first time, the scenery on this land was still surprising enough.

"Don't misunderstand me," Gawain said, "I just lament your high level of development - you may have seen this scenery for many years, but for the Loren continent For all races, this is still an unattainable height."

"It's spectacular and incredibly prosperous," Veronica broke the silence, and the saint princess said sincerely. Sighing, "The imperial capital of Gondor back then may be barely comparable to this place, but the prosperity of Gondor was only one city, while the prosperity of Tallond spread across the entire continent..."

Speaking of this She paused and considered a few words before continuing: "So I can't understand why you, so powerful, are willing to hibernate in this far north continent - you just said that dragons are not born with You like the harsh environment of the Arctic, and the living conditions of the Loren continent are obviously much more comfortable for you. You don’t even have to spend energy to build an ecological dome.”

This is obvious, but it is somewhat difficult to say it. Weird fact - There is no doubt about the power of dragons. Even without considering their powerful civilization, these powerful creatures can easily occupy the entire world based on the powerful strength of the dragons themselves and their currently relatively small "population". However, the fact is that they have not done so, and have even been huddled in this far north world for tens of millions of years - therefore, "weak races" like humans, elves, and dwarves have occupied the survival of this world. A land with the most favorable conditions, and the dragon... even became a creature in some kind of story.

This kind of "low-key" seems incredible to Veronica, and she does not think that the "self-discipline" and "self-isolation" of the Dragon Clan can be explained by some kind of "noble spirit" clear.

Hearing Veronica's question, Melita fell into a brief silence. After a few seconds, she shook her head: "You are right. From a common sense point of view, a race like ours It is indeed capable of ruling this world, but in that case, the native civilizations on other continents have no chance to develop... But we cannot do this. The Supreme Council and the Senate have strictly prohibited the Dragon Clan from intervening in the development of other continents. , even our gods don’t allow us to do this, so this is what it is now...

"As for the deeper reason? Then I don't know. I am a relatively young member of the Dragon Clan. Although I have some status...but I am not yet in contact with the will of the upper level.

"But if you are really curious, especially if you feel curious Gawain... maybe you can ask our gods directly, He may give you some answers. After all, you are His invited guest. ”

Gawain simply hummed. Most of his attention had been focused on the scenery of Tallond, and he was trying to find ways to collect intelligence about this country during careful observation. He Trying to sort out and deduce some useful information about the dragon civilization from those amazing, beautiful, and incredible sights, because everything here... is so different from what he imagined before. < /p>

Melita drew an arc in the night sky. She began to fly over the city buildings and flew towards a mountain peak not far away - there were tall palaces and castles on the mountain, half of which was On the mountainside, you can see many houses that are one size smaller than the palace. Those houses seem to spread from the urban area at the foot of the mountain to the mountain, and they are also brightly lit.

One place is flying in the air. When the light was floating, a huge holographic image suddenly appeared in the sight of Gawain and others - on the holographic image, a red dragon flew across the sky. He took a deep breath, and then turned toward the screen. Astonishing flames spewed out from below, and another giant dragon flew from the bottom of the screen, rose into the sky against the flames, and danced with the red dragon in the sky. Then, a pleasant and mood-raising song sounded in the screen. There was a pleasant narration, but Gawain couldn't understand what the narration was saying - it was an ancient dragon language, which obviously had no connection with the common language of the contemporary Loren continent.

"Damn it. ..." Melita seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of the holographic image. Her flying posture was crooked. After adjusting, she immediately muttered, "Can't they control the number of roadside advertisements like this? What..."

"Is this an advertisement? Gawain asked curiously, "What was the narrator talking about just now?" "

"Ah...an advertisement for some kind of breath enhancer. After injection, your breath can turn into sweet orange flavor - there are also a variety of fruit flavors to choose from," Melita said casually Said, "It seems to me a very useless thing... In most cases, our breath is used to deal with enemies and barbecue, and these two targets obviously don't care whether the dragon flames spit on the head are sweet orange or sweet." Strawberry flavor..."

Gawain and Amber looked confused at the same time: "? ? "

Veronica said something while being confused: "...Why is there such a thing in the world? ”

“There may be many things in Tallond that are incomprehensible to you, but the reason why you feel incomprehensible is mostly because there are too many things in the human world about dragon legends. Misleading content - but if you treat us as a race that needs normal life and social interaction like you, then maybe you won’t be so surprised by things that don’t meet your imagination,” Melita There seemed to be a hint of smile in his tone, "I think you can understand what I mean. "

"I understand...it's still a little weird though. "Gawain thought for a moment and nodded. He did understand what Melita meant -The dragons of Tallond are a living civilization, so there must be many colorful contents in their daily lives. Some of these contents may not look so "dragon", and some may not look so "legendary" , but it is precisely because of this that they built a real dragon society.

A real dragon would not lie in a pile of gold coins in the castle, sleep and count money without doing anything every day like in the legend. That would undoubtedly make any sane intelligent creature boring. To the point of going crazy, and to be honest... they probably don't have that much gold...

After all, judging from some clues, Melita, the dragon lady with a well-established background, usually doesn't have much money. The look of money - loving money but having no money, maybe this is the real dragon.

At this moment, Amber, who had been busy looking around since just now, suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, where are we going next?"

"Let's go The mountain in front - did you see the domed palace? That's the headquarters of the Jury. The Mithril Treasure House is a department under the Jury, so that's where I usually report." Melita He raised his head and said, "In Tallond, the Senate is responsible for handling the internal affairs of the Dragon Clan, while the Senate is responsible for processing the intelligence from the 'outside'. Therefore, the task of receiving foreign guests this time is the responsibility of the Senate. The Speaker and The senior members have already prepared for the ceremony, and we will land directly on the upper platform of the headquarters - it will depend on what the Speaker has planned."

Amber snorted and looked up again. Glancing at the sky: "Hey, I really don't adapt to your place... I look at the sky full of stars, and I always feel that I should find a place to sleep and rest after landing..."

"Next For many months, it has been night here - if converted to Cecil time, the current moment should actually be noon," Melita said with a smile, "Ah... for outsiders, this is really difficult to adapt to. "

The flight after that didn't take much time. With Amber's baba and Melita's tireless explanation, Gawain saw the domed and gorgeous tower located on the high mountain. The palace wall building was already in front of him. He saw a certain part of the building's outer wall slowly opening under the action of a large mechanical device. A large landing platform appeared at the end of the hillside, with lights and figures shaking on the edge of the platform. Melita fell straight towards the platform.

During the landing process, Gawain subconsciously became nervous - not only because of the psychological shadow left by the air crash in his previous life, but also because of the strange situation he had just experienced not long ago, and because he had experienced it more than once I have witnessed the shocking landing method of this Miss Melita.

But in the end, Miss Melita landed smoothly in the middle of the circular platform, and the three people riding on the back of the dragon did not even feel much shaking.

"We are here." The agent said casually as she lowered one dragon wing to form a gentle slope beside her.

Gawain breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that even Miss Melita Pernia cannot crash twice in a row...

Then he walked towards the dragon that served as a ramp. He walked towards the wing, and at the same time, he had already seen the figures standing on the edge of the take-off and landing platform - he could not identify Tallond's official clothing or ceremonial guard, but at least from the neatly arranged receiving teams and the platform The "guards" on both sides of the passage who were in the form of giant dragons and had their heads bowed showed that the dragons of Tallond were very considerate of him as a "guest personally invited by the gods".

The dragons may not necessarily appreciate a human king, but they obviously respect the orders from the gods more.

Gawain walked along the "ramp" to the platform, Veronica followed him dignifiedly and elegantly, and even Amber stopped all the laughter the moment she took the step, and took the He put on all the serious expressions and rigorous manners and straightened his face, and followed Gawain with his short legs upside down - even if he was the shame of all things, he still knew to protect the face of the "representative of mankind" at this time.

Although she is not human.

When Gawain and his party left the dragon's back, some kind of classical music that had never appeared in the human world played.

When Gawain stepped off Melita's dragon wings and stepped on the platform with his first foot, an old man at the head of the welcoming team took steps at the same time, carrying a few steps. A follower took the initiative to greet him.

In the direction of the connecting passage, the giant dragons responsible for guarding or guarding the facade let out a neat, low roar, while over another building opposite the platform, a large number of lights began to surge like breathing, and the building A welcome message was also projected above the object in characters common to the human world.

This was a very solemn welcoming ceremony, but Gawain still couldn't help but feel a little weird - from the moment he entered the continent of Tallond, similar weird feelings continued to flood him from all aspects. In his heart, if he really wants to say where this strange feeling comes from... he can only say that these dragons are really not the dragons he imagined, and this dragon country is not the dragon country he imagined...

But he hid these emotional changes well in his heart, and still maintained an indifferent and smiling expression on his face. He walked towards the old man who took the initiative to greet Gawain, and the latter also stood just in front of Gawain. About two meters in front of you.

This elderly dragon in human form wears a pale golden robe with no visible material. The skin on his forehead is actually inlaid with many pieces of silver-white diamond-shaped metal, and there is a shimmering light from it. Emerging from those metal gaps, some of the light flow spread along the skin of the old man's face, and finally concentrated in the socket of his right eye. As soon as Gao Wen took a closer look, he suddenly discovered that the eye turned out to be a prosthetic eye. He saw an obvious mechanical structure in the eyeball, and the focus of the pupil position was constantly adjusting slightly!

...Implantation of mechanical modification?

Gawain couldn't help but be startled for a moment, and then his eyes noticed the platform.A guarding dragon at the edge saw that the dragon's lower jaw had an obvious mechanical structure, and something like a pipe extended from the back of its skull, all the way to the shoulder blades - the fusion of flesh and machinery. His features were completely uncovered and exposed directly to everyone's eyes.

Sultry words suddenly popped into his mind - What is this?

Which world line did this cyber dragon come from? !

It’s enough that these giant dragons live in a bunch of dense cities full of light pollution and giant factories. Why do they bring parts to themselves? !

Gawain always felt that by creating the Magical Industrial Revolution in such a magical medieval world, he had distorted the style of the entire world. However, since he came to Tallond, he has He began to doubt himself constantly, and it was only then that his doubts finally reached their peak - he suddenly discovered that when it came to abnormal painting styles, he seemed to be no match for these people who had been suppressed on the planet for decades. A million-year-old dragon...

After a brief moment of shock, he felt an unreasonable sense of relief——

From today on, he finally doesn’t have to worry about whether he is wearing something wrong or not. The style of this world.

In terms of painting style, he couldn't defeat these cyber dragons...

At this moment, the old man with the mechanical eyes stretched out his hand to Gawain. The voice also interrupted Gawain's running thoughts: "Welcome to Tallond, the legendary hero of the human world, His Majesty Gawain Cecil - I am the Supreme Speaker of the Tallond Council. You You can call me Andal.”

(Friendly recommendation of a book called "Legend of the Spirit Monument", game category, the author is a fan of mine, how should I put it... the author is serializing this book. The resilience shown reminds me of my time as a stand-alone code writer, so I should encourage you to do so.)

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