168. Chapter 168 – The Crimson Dream

Chapter 168: The Crimson Dream
After Nymphadora’s efforts, she finally helped David pull his head out of his sister Shadera’s abyssal dragon’s mouth without taking a dragon’s life.

Although it could be seen that the two twins hadn’t been on good terms with each other in the past, the fact that they were openly helping an alien red dragon to bully their younger sister into stealing their ‘inheritance’ in such a situation still made Shadera break down in anger and cry like a helpless child:

“Give it back! That’s mine, my mother put it in my arms while I was sleeping, sister, please let him give it back to me, I’ll trade you for the treasure, without it, I won’t be able to dream of my mother!”

David who escaped from the dragon’s mouth, while using the ‘Emerald Heart’ with unusually abundant vitality to ice his head covered with teeth marks, while looking somewhat compassionately at this ‘squatting green dragon’ whose mind seems to be far from being able to grow up due to its long time of nibbling on the old, spitting out a The truth said:

“Don’t dream about it, your mother has already given it to me as a reward, besides, your mother has gone to explore the more chaotic depths of the multiverse, you can’t contact it with it, no, didn’t your mother explain it clearly to you before she left?”

[Arrogant

Just said here David suddenly froze, also yes, if that old mother dragon have explained clearly, this little mother dragon also not to be with oneself on the shelf to splash and roll.

“No . Mother hasn’t taken the initiative to contact me for a long time . What I actually know, those dreams, are actually visions left behind for a long time.”

The answer gave David the creeps.

Because it involved a very basic problem of logic.

If that old mother dragon Serubelia really ‘loved’ her daughter as much as she said she did, why didn’t she take the initiative to contact the other party even once in all these years, instead of just using the visions that were left behind a long time ago, but used such a precious opportunity on him, the outsider dragon.

But if this ‘love and affection’ was hypocritical, then Shadera’s attachment to her mother didn’t seem to be hypocritical.

She was still a green dragon, even if she was naive.

And children are most sensitive to the love of their parents.

If this love was fake, then Shadera wouldn’t have reacted in such a ‘real’ way.

If this love was real, then . Was the old female dragon that had communicated with her in her dream earlier, luring her to take the two young green dragons to the Athas realm, really the same old mother of Shadera and Nymphadora, Serubelia?

Although David had been half believing the old mother dragon’s words, he was still thinking about it very carefully at this moment.

That kind of feeling, how should I describe it, it’s like the school sister’s charming mother called to say that her daughter fell out of love, and also gave her bank card eighty thousand dollars to let herself send her two daughters abroad to study and have a trip.

What does this look like?
It’s like a telecom scam in the North of Myanmar!
But you think it’s like a scam, don’t you?
I woke up early in the morning to meet with these two sisters, only to learn that their mother disappeared years ago in childhood, unknown death, but also in the local newspaper it.

But their own card and a real huge amount of money!

It’s a paranormal event!
Reacting, David’s scales stood up all over his body:
“Damn, I knew there was no such thing as a good thing falling from the sky.”

But sometimes the reality is like this, sometimes all the way things are too smooth too much is not necessarily a good thing, suddenly encountered a great opportunity, it is easy to think that this is their own accumulation of thin hair brought about by the opportunity, but in the things are not implemented before it is unable to determine the authenticity of it and the success rate.

It’s like an ordinary person who has managed to save up some savings by working part-time and then hears about a tempting investment opportunity or a chance to further his education, it’s hard not to be tempted.

The good thing is that the initiative of this matter, after all, is in their own claws.

“What’s wrong?” Nymphadora could see the difference in David’s behavior, and thought that her sister had bitten her head off for good.

Although David does not believe that old green dragon, but to have followed his own almost ten years and long ago left the mother dragon to build their own nesting life of Nymphadora, he still think it is worth trusting, immediately will be encountered all the details with the other party recounted once.

After listening to this strange and fantastic encounter, the knowledgeable Nymphadora was also greatly shocked, but before she could say anything, her sister Shadera was already jealous of all the overflow:

“That’s impossible! How can mother trust you, a foreign red dragon, when I am her favorite daughter?”

Well, the little dragoness hadn’t believed him at all, thinking him to be a red dragon bandit who had come to steal her mother’s inheritance.
But not to mention, the skin color was correct!
Still, Nymphadora seemed to have searched carefully in the Dragon’s Legacy to say:

“The Aresandra spoken of in ‘that dream’ is indeed the ancestor of our Green Dragon bloodline, and she did demonstrate a similar ability to ‘record the legendary destiny of her bloodline through dreams’ in the early days, and there is even a record of it in the Dragon’s Legacy. Inheritance has its relevant records, only because for the soul bearing ability requirements are too high so far no other green dragon can get this inheritance, this is indeed, a very confusing thing for the dragon, sorry, I can’t provide more exact information and judgment.”

But even so, David also noticed that what Nymphadora was referring to was also not ‘my mother’, but ‘that dream’.

As expected, even a green dragon’s prudence was skeptical about it.

Even if it was the other party’s mother that was involved in this matter.

Just as David was feeling a bit of ‘bumping into a ghost in the daytime’ bad luck about this and was planning to put it aside for the time being, he heard Nymphadora propose:

“In fact, I think that if you have the chance, you can tell your mother about this matter, the Dragon Lord, as the legendary Lord Pavoula, will definitely be able to provide more information and wiser judgment, after all, judging by the time Lord Pavoula appeared in the old continent of Skannis, it’s more than likely that she knows my mother, Serubelia.”

“That’s also true, I, Davy, am also a dragon with a mother.” Davy suddenly had a feeling of clarity.

“.” Just suddenly hearing this sentence that made dragons fuck, Nymphadora was momentarily at a loss as to how to take this.

But this was indeed the case, due to David’s reason for crossing over, coupled with the ‘misguidance’ of the Dragon’s Inheritance and seeing Dragon Mother Pavla’s operation of showing off three dragon eggs in a row when she first arrived, although he realized later through Tania that he seemed to have misunderstood something, David still had some psychological shadows in his heart towards the legendary Calamity’s mother, Pavla. Shadows.

So much so that no matter what, David’s habit of thinking would not take the initiative to associate it with trying to find his mom.

Even the last time he was caught in a life-and-death elf crisis, it was only because of Tania’s inducement that he was able to ‘treat a dead horse as a living horse’, and as a result, he was able to revitalize the whole situation by taking refuge in the dragon’s mother.

“It’s just a pity that my mother is still sleeping, but it shouldn’t be for a few years.”

David who thought of this immediately threw the [Emerald Heart] of doubtful origin in his claws to Shadera:
“Come on, don’t cry, it’s yours to keep for now, come with me.”

Before getting his mother Pavela’s decision, he simply chose not to believe a single word of that ‘old mother dragon’s’ words, and he resolutely refused to touch the thing that could help him analyze his dreams.

Anyway, although the reward might seem tempting, he was still a long way from entering the path of the Legendary Heavenly Fate.

Even his mom was a Legend when she first entered adulthood, so how could he say that he would have to consider this issue in his youth?
Besides, he was satisfied with his current progress, and there wasn’t any completely impassable threshold that he needed to take that unknown risk.

It is not just a glimpse of the ‘skill tree’ of the path of legend, when it is really not possible for him to rely on his own mastery of that stroke of divinity to push back the path is not impossible, but only to spend more ‘billion’ point of time only.

Then there is a stupid way to visit the legends one by one to kick the door.

”I’m damn well jealous of the one I see.”

In a real fight, you have to pull out some real weapons, right?
If we directly pull all of them over for you, it’s not also a ‘Legendary Heavenly Fate Illustrated Guide’.

It’s just that it’s a bit ‘life-consuming’.

After all, it is before stepping into the legend to challenge the legend, looks a little paradoxical.

‘So annoying na, let’s just ignore it for now and talk about it then.’

[Idle]

Shadera, however, was a bit dazed as she received the supreme treasure left behind by her mother, and immediately took two steps back with some caution:
“Why should I go with you?”

David pointed the tip of his tail at Shadera, and then at the emerald heart that glowed with an eerie green light that she held in her arms:
“‘Your mother’ has given you to me, and as for this Emerald Heart, it is payment. Now you, and your sister, and it, all belong to me! Understand?”

Hearing this overbearing declaration, the two Green Dragon sisters were clearly twins, but they displayed diametrically opposite attitudes.

Once Nymphadora heard ‘she belongs to David’, she immediately twisted her head in embarrassment and shyness and did not say anything, but her tail involuntarily twisted up like a snake.

Shadera, on the other hand, bowed like a kitten being targeted by a dragon trader and straightened her tail towards Davy, unable to stop her ‘s-ha’:
“I don’t! I’m going to stay here and wait for mommy to come back, or I’m not going to believe this until mommy tells me herself.”

“Believe it or not, Nymphadora, and the dragon cubs, we’re coming home!”

David immediately took the fledgling dragons behind him, who were all holding together in their nests, but were now eating their food with their heads held high and their butts puckered.

He couldn’t possibly say directly to this little dragon girl whose mind was obviously still in the stage of teenage rebellion because she had stayed in the dragon’s nest for a long time:
In fact, I even suspect that your mom is already cold, right?
Although he was a red dragon, he didn’t have the luxury of bullying a ‘little girl’, even if the other party was probably a lot smarter than himself in terms of pure intelligence. But intelligence and wisdom, and even mind, could never be directly equated.

Nymphadora, however, seemed to have instantly guessed David’s thoughts, and did not try to persuade him, but pretended to shake her head at her sister, Shadera, and followed David’s back as they flapped their wings and flew away.

“Eh? Huh?” Seeing these guys and their own sister actually really will be in this bare trunk away from her, and not the slightest intention to take care of her, immediately anxious tears came out.

Just like a mother cat abandoned by her sister and her mother cat, she paced back and forth dry wailing a few times, still not ready to leave the nest, Shadera was a little reluctant to leave the nest, looking at the ‘home’ that had been completely changed, and took advantage of her sister and their backs about to disappear in the sky, but still a little panicked, flapped her wings, like a hawk, and left the house, like an eagle. Like a young eagle, she left the dragon’s nest that had nurtured her for more than sixty years, and chased after them with all her might, shouting behind her as she chased after them:

“Sister! Sister, don’t leave me alone! Shadera’s scared!”

After all, it was just a dragon child who had been spoiled and had to wake up from her dream.

A week later, after nearly five months, David’s journey through the northern lands of the Old World had come to a happy, no, a more happy, end.

It would have been even better if he hadn’t had the uncertainty of an otherworldly invitation from ‘Serubelia’ disturbing his thoughts.

There was also a small hiccup: on their way back, they came across a freshly minted White Dragon’s Lair.

As a result, David with a large swarm of young dragon cubs crossing the border ready to stop by to visit, I do not know whether the mother dragon in advance to notice what, furious shouted a ‘simply bully dragon too much’, only had time to take away the treasure, leaving a nest of white dragon cubs full of confusion, and then care to run away.

David also did not politely with this mother dragon, will be a true two beasts of white dragon cubs on his David Eutaw’s private dragon [secret law seal], with twenty-one various colors of dragon cubs, returned to his own located at the foot of the Carter Ghana mountain dragon nest campsite.

On this day, the Draconic Mage who had once again returned ’empty-handed’ with Murphy Le and the army of dragon beasts under his command, was following the configuration ratio that Nymphadora had given her, and together with Murphy Le, his three brothers, and Kryptonian and the rest of them, they had raised more than thirty cauldrons together to batch-produce a new batch of dragon food.

Before David and his team left, they had almost emptied half of the granary for the plan of ‘gathering the surrounding sources of life’, and they urgently needed to make a new batch before the Dragon Lord returned, and for this reason, they hadn’t been too busy hunting in the past few months.

On the other hand, a group of dragon beasts were waiting with baited breath on the periphery like a bunch of huskies, because every time this time, there would always be some edges thrown out.

Although it is not as nutritious as the formula dragon food, but even a dog would want to change its taste after eating too much of something nutritious, let alone a dragon.

However, just as this batch of dragon food came out of the pot, all the dragon beasts and even the livestock around the camp that had long been familiar with the ‘dragon’s might’ all prostrated themselves on the ground together, shivering as they looked towards the sky.

The head of the Murfleur also froze, the big spatula in his mouth used to steal the hot food unintentionally fell to the ground, poofing out half a mouthful of dragon food, the corners of his mouth smoldered as he muttered:

“How come all of a sudden, so many dragons?”

The same feel that inexplicable trembling breath of the Zhuoer mage instantly also scared urine, paralyzed on the ground, to see that like a group of dragons nesting in the sky after the scene, but also stupid, only left to their own dragon master of the five bodies.

She and Murphylle’s group of dragon trappers had been working for seven years, and it was not easy for the camp to save so many twenty or so dragon beasts.

Her own Dragon Master David Eutos personally went out to the dragons, and in just less than half a year’s work, he had brought back twenty or so of them.

It was also almost a waterfall of true dragons!
In that instant, the Drow Mage was left with only two thoughts:
‘I’m such a stupid Bea!’

‘I’m not, am I going to lose my job, am I?’

She didn’t know if the Drell Mage was unemployed, but Mephile was on the verge of being ‘unemployed and demoted’.

Just seeing the fledgling group a pair of black dragon siblings landed in front of them, the male black dragon raised his head and nodded at the somewhat confused white young dragon:

“You must be Murfleur, I am the newly appointed hatchling dragon leader Alphonse, Farid Alphonse Merketi Monte Negro, appointed by Lord Davyutos.”

“As you are a senior, I would appreciate more guidance.”

Alvons did not show his disdain and arrogance towards the white dragon right off the bat.

Instead, he gave full face to Murfleur.

“But… You’re still just a fledgling dragon, right?” Murphylle was a bit flustered.

“This is an appointment by His Highness Davyutos, you can go to His Highness with any doubts you may have, and for that, I apologize.”

Behind them, Viora, the black dragoness, couldn’t help but raise her head and glance down at the white dragon, who was much taller than them.

“…” On this day, Mephile was airborne and face-ridden by the black dragon, who was a round smaller than him.

After the meal, Murfleur finally showed some intelligence. He didn’t dare to approach the big boss’s big boss directly. Instead, he sought an audience in a roundabout way with Nymphadora, who had recently acquired an assistant resembling a green dragon.

Nymphadora glanced at this little white dragon who had not merited but had also suffered, and gave a clear path:
“As far as I know, His Highness, Daviyutos, has not canceled your position and mission.”

In other words, he, Mephile, was still the second-in-command in charge of the Dragon’s Nest campground, while that parachuted little black dragon was the ‘leader of all young dragons’.

And they, in turn, were all nominally raised by Drell Creightian, the dragon raiser.

Where else would they not know that the single most important thing they had to do now was to hurry back and hug their own ‘mother’s’ thighs tightly.

“Thank you, Lord Nymphadora! Thank you for the mention.” After leaving behind a piece of dog’s head gold, Murphylle hurriedly returned to the camp, and sure enough, he saw that ‘wilting’ little black dragon attentively accosting his ‘own mother’!

”Mud! That’s my Murphylle’s mom!”

This kid was so young that he actually wanted the Minotaurus itself!

It’s simply abominable!
On the other hand, David, who had already returned to the dragon’s nest that had been rebuilt and reinforced, had nothing else to do, so he simply chose to catch up on his sleep first.

This nearly half a year of labor, coupled with the previous seven years because of the old dream reason did not sleep well, he continued to replenish the sleep.

This nap also do not know how long to replenish, he once again dreamed of that dull blood red color, and that murmuring prayer.

Only this time, the voice was much clearer, the voice of a young girl.

“Crimson Calamity.”

“Lord of the End of All Things.”

“Demon of Blood.”

“Give me the power again.
“Please.”

The sleeping David abruptly opened his lava-like crimson eyes.

“Nyah! Come again?!”

And the dream was ridiculously messed up!

The Crimson Calamity was clearly the fucking name of the game!

The last two are unheard of, one is more of a demonic name, and the three names don’t even come close.

After confirming that the Emerald Heart was no longer with him, David tore up two five-ringed [Large Magic Breaking] and six-ringed [Exorcism] spells worth thousands of gold, and confirmed that there was no ‘filth’ sticking to his body, before lying down again:

“Mard, I still don’t believe in evil.”

After recalling the details of the dream that had been repeated quite a few times, he was ready to try to do the ‘dream’ on his own without relying on any external objects.
Try to do the ‘clearing dream’ all over again by himself.

(End of chapter)