"It will pay the price, history is saying this." The dragon replied, not surprised by Grote's words. It was like a half-joking, half-serious. It was said that it was a surgeon after the fifth stage. In fact, if such a person, except for the identity of the surgeon, he could go to a top school to become a professor of history. Few people could maintain the same kind. Some secrets and information can only be known by them, because they have the strength and the mentality that can maintain a relatively natural mindset. If someone else had known this information, they might have done something.

But there are still people who are attracted by this information. These people have never been missing. In the course of history, such people are also needed. Many things are indeed being slowly pushed by such people.

"Miss Erinno, if you determine the time later, you can notify me in advance." The dragon no longer continued this unsuccessful topic and looked at the increasingly mature girl beside Grote and said, "In recent times, too many buried dragon eggs have awakened and a large number of new young dragons have been hatched. If there is a specific time, I would like to remind them, otherwise, if something bad will happen at that time, we will not want to see either of us."

"I will, it will be about half a year later."

"Where is Grote? Since you are still alive, you have never seen you go back to the Kingdom of Fog for such a long time? What you wanted to do at the beginning didn't seem to have been done?" The dragon asked with this rare opportunity. The three of them felt a gradually increasing sense of tearing on their bodies, and the balance of this world was gradually collapsing. Compared with the last time they entered the dream world, the sustainability time this time would be significantly shorter.

Grote shook his head: "There is no time or opportunity. The Fire Alliance is preparing to start the sacrificial ceremony again within a year or two. Even if I go to the Kingdom of Mist, it doesn't make sense. Besides, my own situation is very complicated and I can't move freely."

The dragon nodded at this time, raised its head as if it was remembered, and looked to the other side. It felt the breath of the same kind. After filtering some information in its head, it guessed who was the other dragon in this direction. At this moment, a faint "buzzing,," sound spread.

The sound is extremely long and has extremely strong penetration. Nothing can block it. It comes from all directions, and there is no exact source at all, as if it is far away and near. This is the low sound of the giant whale. Those who can come here are very clear whether it is the surgeon or the second type of creature.

"I'll leave first. There's not much time, and the giant whales have arrived. There are still some friends who want to meet. There are too few opportunities in normal times and it's going to take too long to fly." The dragon said as it spread its wings, but a blood-colored light spreads with its wings, and at the same time fell from the sky, covering the three and the vast land that was trampled by disaster.

In the sky, the thick clouds and smoke were suddenly driven away by some force. Six bright red stars of different moons of different sizes were neatly arranged in a straight line and appeared on the earth. The feeling of tearing increased several times for a while. It was obviously just a illusion, but the influence of the red star seemed to have actually acted on them through the illusion.

The dragon still swayed its wings straight, and hovered around the two of them the next moment: "Miss Erino, I look forward to you coming to the Kingdom of Fog. Grote, I know a little about your situation and hope you find a solution as soon as possible. The scene at this moment may really appear in front of us in the near future."

After a strong wind, the dragon had already gone to the distance. Grott withdrew his gaze and looked beside him. His eyes were in contact with each other, and both of them understood their own thoughts.

"It seems you have to go there in the Kingdom of Fog," Grote said. "Maybe Monicoroa's words just now are not without basis. Is this scene in front of us reminding us something?"

"Six red stars,,," Nuoer said to herself, but suddenly "uh" sounded, and the complete body also experienced a momentary tearing and reorganization process with this sound.

"There's no time." Grote looked over, and the red light that fell from the sky like a waterfall seemed to be firmly attracted by gravity, becoming more and more intense. "I will use the identity and power of the saint of the Church Country to accelerate the establishment of the power, and your cross-continental trading company must also speed up the planning."

"I will inform the relevant personnel about this situation. In addition, I hope that I will receive emergency letters from the church country in the near future." After saying that, the bodies of the two were tearing again. This time, they did not recover, but neither of them disappeared for a while. In addition, the same situation was happening at the same time in various places. All those who were pulled in knew what would happen next, and exchanged necessary information very quickly.

"We need to inform the Avalon agency about the six red stars, and they may have some important information related to it!"

"Start the recovery plan immediately, some people in the Senate should deal with it immediately, they will definitely have other ideas,,,"

"Go to Lunotaka and get all the stuff back. We will wake up as soon as possible in the time after that,,,"

"Manicolaka, what's going on in the World Tree now? There may be a big deal on the left and right prime ministers. I may go to your side in the future,,,"

"What a magical experience, I saw a lot of interesting things from it." Stanter opened his eyes almost at the same time as the Pope. "This time the scope was wider, and I was pulled in. There were other strange faces, but they were all impressions, and their affairs were recorded more or less in history."

"Pope, I'm curious." Stanter looked at the flowing sky outside the window and said, "Not talking about other countries, but only within the church. Have any of the previous popes really died?"

The Pope rubbed his head and sighed: "Of course there are, and there are still a lot of them. Relatively speaking, not everyone is willing to put their lives in the future, and not everyone will hand over their hopes to the later generations. This is a big bet. Those who are willing to bet are still alive, while those who are unwilling will naturally die."

"But the dead are not useless, nor did they make the wrong choice at that time. One party chooses to gather strength and span long time with limited life; the other party chooses to believe in themselves and try various methods in a certain period of time. Both promote their own common goals, so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Chapter completed!