Just after noon, the sun shines through the cold air on people, with a slight warmth. The cold ice condensed season is like sand and dust in the wind, quietly passing and disappearing, disappearing.

Under the leadership of Firefly, Joshua came to the stable.

In the stables in Beppu's backyard, there was only a black war horse living. It now bent its limbs and its body curled up, and it quietly lies on the haystacks to sleep. Its huge body fluctuates with the rhythm of its breathing, and a stream of heat surges out of its body, making the surrounding air become as hot as summer.

"From the beginning, the black body became very hot, touching its body with its hands, and even feeling like it touched the fire."

Ying put away the brush in her hand and roughly described the problem. Then she asked strangely: "Hei has been normal recently. When he woke up, he didn't eat anything strange. Why did such a big change suddenly happen?"

The girl seemed to be unable to understand such a thing.

Joshua didn't say anything, he stared at his eyes and swept his horse's body seriously.

Not long after, he took a breath, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's not a big problem, it's just that the bloodline has been initially awakened, and the body began to spontaneously absorb the power of magic and elemental power."

Joshua looked in a good mood, and he continued to speak, "I didn't expect that he had awakened spontaneously. In addition to my reasons, it seems that the bloodline of the Black ancestor is not weak, but the change this time is not big, which means that the bloodline concentration is still a little shallower."

"Bloodline?" Ying whispered to herself: "Will it become stronger after awakening?"

"The divine machine has no bloodline, you can't become stronger by this." Without looking at the girl's expression, just listening to her tone, Qiao Xiuya knew what Ying was thinking. She ignored the girl's sigh with regret. He swept his eyes and saw the energy flow in the huge body of the war horse and the subtle changes in the depths of the body. The warrior said to himself: "In this way, the potion does not need to be configured so early. What we need to do now should be to figure out what kind of monster and dragon bloodline the Black Ancestor's bloodline is, and then increase the concentration of this bloodline as much as possible."

After confirming the next plan, he asked Ying to find Lin, took a crystal test tube from the study, and then took a little blood sample from Hei's body. When the war horse was blood-taking, it had been a few seconds for a short time, but after seeing that the person beside him was Joshua, he simply tilted his head and continued to sleep.

Putting away the crystal test tube with black blood samples, Joshua looked at the black war horse with thick fire elements gathered all over his body, and couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

Where does the bloodline that can gather such a rich fire element come from?

In the city, the wind blows, making people feel a hint of warmth. As April is coming, the weather begins to warmer day by day. The strong wind from the central black forest blows through the forests, passes through the mountains, and passes through the most prosperous area in the center of the empire, revives everything and sprouts. This wind spans the plains and mountains that bloom with flowers and green grass, and comes to the Great Eas Mountains in the north.

There was no stop, and the warm wind was still moving. It seemed to melt all the snow and deliver the temperature to the uninhabited Arctic ice field.

In the vast sea in the north, closer to the vast sea than the Greater Eas Mountains is the white ice field that seems to have no end. Even if winter has passed, the ice on the ice field is still as hard as iron, and the translucent ice crystals are like gems, illuminated by the sun, refracting colorful brilliance.

This beautiful scenery can only be born in a low temperature that is enough to freeze people's flesh and blood together. In this environment, there is no possibility of any creature that can enjoy its beautiful scenery.

Except for one kind of creature.

dragon.

One of the Five-Colored Dragon Clan, the gathering place of the White Dragon North Branch, is here.

The five-colored dragon clan is the red dragon, the black dragon, the white dragon, the green dragon and the blue dragon.

The red dragon has the strongest and hardest body and scales. They live in volcanoes or underground magma areas, sucking flames and bathing in magma. The black dragon is born to use negative energy that is not usually released by organisms. They live in the depths of swamps and abyss, and the scales on their bodies are immune to most elemental spells.

The green dragon lives in the mountains and forests, and can communicate naturally with the earth, wood, grass and stones, allowing plants and monsters to fight for it, and its breath can melt most of the matter.

The blue dragons have been flying almost all their lives, and the young dragons are also born on their father's back. They can control the atmosphere and thunder, flying day and night, and when they land, they are dead.

As for the white dragons, they have snow-like scales that can control water and frost. They are accustomed to building their nests in mountains or frost, enjoying extreme cold that ordinary creatures cannot experience.

At a corner of the Arctic Icefield, at the top of a towering iceberg, on the smooth and mirror-like walls of the iceberg, there are countless dense and huge affirmations, deep and winding, and endlessly visible.

This is the nest of the white dragons.

The white dragon branch in the north originally lived on the snow-capped mountains in the Dayias Mountains, but four hundred years ago, the original ancient dragon [Elbatlin] woke up, shaking time and space, making the Great Aias volcano on the verge of eruption, forcing the group of white dragons to move out of their nests. After that, the ancient dragon disappeared, but humans also moved in. Under the increasingly powerful empire's edge, they were reluctant to move back, and they could only recast a dragon nest in the corner of the Arctic Icefield.

Above the dragon's nest are layered with snow clouds. The sunlight hangs from the gaps of the clouds and can be seen vaguely. There are huge shadows shuttle back and forth in the clouds and coming here from afar.

The wings flapped the wind, and the turbulent airflow scattered the clouds. One white dragon after another flew from afar, appeared from the clouds, and came here. In just over a dozen minutes, more than thirty dragons entered the nest.

Adult dragons basically have their own residences, and some of them will change into human form and work hard to create careers and connections in the human world. In any case, they generally do not live in such nests. Only young dragons and the patriarchs and elders who are responsible for educating them will live here for a long time.

If someone familiar with the dragon clan, he would definitely be extremely surprised to see this scene, because this is almost impossible. The giant dragons leaving the nest mean that they are independent from the care of their elders, have their own destiny and mission, and are not under the jurisdiction of the Lord of the Dragon Nest. Unless they become pregnant, they will never return to the nest where they were born.

But that's the truth. In a short period of time, several white dragons fell on the dragon's nest and entered it.

Countless giant dragons gathered together, and huge forces emerged in conflict, setting off a wave of magic. The hazy mist rose among the snow clouds, hiding the huge iceberg dragon nest in it.

Not just the North.

All over the continent of Mycrov, countless five-colored dragons gathered together.

They didn't know why, but they just felt that they had to do this. It was the deepest echo of the bloodline, the oracle descended by the gods.
Chapter completed!