Chapter 292

The cracks in the sky were turning into a vortex that devoured everything, crushing the torn clouds, and the ruins of Assam City were howling with increasingly fierce strong winds, as if to blow the Great Dao away.

Luo Yan stared at the eggshell in his arms, his heart suddenly moved, and his magic wand shook out from his sleeve.

"Atmospheric Barrier!"

The milky white air mass formed a protective cover, enveloping the area of more than ten square meters around him, and the weeds shaking randomly in the stone cracks straightened instantly.

The restless air was silent instantly, and just at this moment, a crisp "crack" suddenly sounded from his arms.

The eggshell shattered.

A crack appeared on the surface of the dragon egg that had been warm in Luo Yan's palm for a long time.

Immediately after, a dragon claw with a little mucus probed out slowly, with the softness of a new life, but also inexplicably revealed a few points of majesty that could not be profaned.

However, that majesty did not last long, so much so that Arakdo's eight legs didn't have time to start trembling, and it was broken by a panicked, soft, and sad cry.

"No... how is this possible! How could I... become like this...?! "

It's coming.

A trace of expectation floated in Luo Yan's eyes, and Hearing You You leaned over directly, staring excitedly at the gradually shattering eggshell, cheering for it.

"Fast! Use force!"

A pink baby dragon finally struggled to crawl out through the crack in the eggshell, just like a parrot that had plucked all its hair.

Looking at its two claws, it gradually realized something, and reached out its claws to under its armpits, found the "chicken wings" hanging on its back, and its bronze-colored eyes were full of despair.

Pain.

That look was really too painful.

"Puff hahahaha!" Looking at its funny appearance, Hearing You You was already laughing uncontrollably.

A drop of egg liquid rolled down the edge of the eggshell, fell on Arakdo's head, and slid into its mouthparts.

That fat spider took a sip.

The taste is not bad?

Luo Yan didn't gloat like Hearing You You, just stared at it and observed carefully, comparing it with the baby dragon illustrations he had seen in the library.

And at this moment, this respected "Dragon God" finally cleaned the egg liquid on its eyes, opened its large eyes that had not yet fully developed, and met Luo Yan's gaze.

In an instant, its whole dragon shivered, as if reacting suddenly, its pupils shrank, and it said angrily.

"What kind of thing are you?! Why are you here?! Phew, how did you get in!"

Its voice still carried a milky tone, but it forcibly squeezed out an arrogant tone, and this time even Luo Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"You guess."

"I guess you @#%!"

Some difficult-to-understand dragon language popped out of its mouth, and it climbed out along the edge of the eggshell, but accidentally broke off a piece and fell back with a slap.

Luo Yan didn't hold it very firmly, and seeing the egg liquid seeping out, he subconsciously retracted his hand.

Just like that, Gustaff, who was dizzy, rolled to the ground with the half-broken eggshell, just like a deflated basketball.

Luo Yan looked at its tail hanging on the edge of the eggshell, not knowing what expression to make for a while.

Speaking of which, this dragon race is really resistant to falling.

If it were a human baby, this would probably be sent away.

Hearing You You leaned to his side and whispered.

"It seems to have no memory of being in the eggshell... but it unexpectedly remembers things before becoming an egg."

"Well, it's really interesting." Luo Yan nodded and said with a double meaning.

Maybe the reason why the eggshell turned red was just a subconscious reaction of the soul to external stimuli?

"... Lord Demon King."

Arakdo's low, sticky voice sounded just right, and said insidiously.

"I don't think this guy is anything good at first glance, why not hand it over to me, your most loyal subordinate, to deal with."

As he said, the huge cave giant spider moved forward slowly, several hook limbs clattered, approached the Gustaff who had fallen four-legged, and the saliva in its mouth was about to fall out.

Gustaff finally came back to its senses, and finally realized that not only was there a "usurper of gods" around, but also a living spider staring at it with six eyes.

Its whole dragon froze instantly, its face pale. Especially seeing those eight hairy legs and huge spider eyes, its tail couldn't help but tremble faintly.

"Wo, wocao?"

What kind of thing is this?!

Could it be...

Is the gene bank leaked?!

Suddenly realizing a possibility, its face became increasingly fearful.

A strong ominous premonition surged into its heart.

Could it be that these monsters from the other world have broken through the limitations of species and realized cross-species gene transfer?!

This is a terrible problem...

Once thinking that it might have to carry a charge of "creating a destructive ecological disaster" on its head, its face became increasingly pale, just like a cat that fell into cold water.

Luo Yan knew what it was probably afraid of, but felt that its worry was purely redundant.

Does the hat on the war criminal's head lack this one?

But this way, it's impossible to communicate well.

Looking at Gustaff who was panicked on its own, Luo Yan said faintly, comforting it.

"Don't be excited, this is a world where spiritual energy can be materialized, the bit of genes you contributed is just making up the numbers, not as good as a root of the local people's own wild imagination."

Gustaff was slightly stunned.

"Oh..."

It replied subconsciously, but suddenly thought of something, tore open the eggshell and jumped up, its gaze like an arrow pointing directly at Luo Yan.

"Wait, why do you know?! Did you read my diary, you damn thing?!"

"Yes."

Luo Yan admitted lightly, with a "so what" expression.

However, Gustaff's heart was shaken, its pupils shrank and whispered.

"How is it possible... that diary... I wrote it in Zeta language! Why can you, a mere human, understand my language?!"

"The outside world has passed 1000 years, it is no longer the time when you were active, the Zeta language you speak is now called Dragon language, not only the dragon race can, some humans or demons can also... if they are interested," Luo Yan shrugged, "By the way, the Demon King Academy in Hell has a Dragon language class, although it is an elective. And thanks to your diary, I learned a few more words."

"1000 years?! Hiss... actually passed so long?! Wait... no! The problem is not here!" Gustaff shook its head while retreating, as if trying to find a loophole, "It has nothing to do with language, this world doesn't have the concept of genes at all..."

Its voice became lower and lower, suddenly stunned like being struck by lightning, and suddenly realized something.

Immediately after, its gaze became sharp, and its voice became high because of excitement.

"I understand... you also came through the subspace channel! Which cantilever are you from?"

Arakdo and Sarah standing on the side couldn't understand this conversation at all, two monsters looked at each other, full of "what is a gene" and "what is a cantilever referring to".

Luo Yan just shook his head, his tone calm.

"I am a bit different from you, my soul was reincarnated directly into this world... to be honest, I am not even sure if this universe and my hometown are the same universe."

"Not the same universe?! How is this possible!" Gustaff stared, the whole dragon stunned in place.

After a while, it slowly frowned and fell into deep thought.

"No, it can't be ruled out..."

Its claws drew circles on the ground, its dragon tail swayed slightly, and it began to mutter some difficult words in its mouth.

Luo Yan looked at it with interest, although he couldn't understand what this guy was saying at all.

"... If it's not the same universe, then it's a class-threshold jump caused by the multi-dimensional crack folding structure? But how can a spiritual body pass through the vacuum layer... tsk, could it be that... what is it called... 'Bubble Universe' theory? But the premise of the universe bubble theory..."

While speaking, it wrote and drew on the ground with its young claw tips, that seemed to be some formula.

"Damn, if you say so, I am not a second life now, but a residual personality record in the subspace layer... oh my god, then my identity is even more troublesome!"

"Who am I?! Where did I come from?! Is the meaning of my existence just a projection mirror image of world a to world b?"

"Phew! Impossible! This deity cannot be a 'copy' thing! My memory is continuous! Except when I was in the egg..."

It seemed to be trapped in a maze woven by logic, unable to find an exit for a while.

Luo Yan coughed lightly.

"There is an old saying in my world, called... I think therefore I am. So you don't actually need to think so much about why you are here, at least for now this is meaningless to you."

"How is it meaningless! This is very critical! It relates to whether we can go back!"

Gustaff was as excited as a cat with its fur blown up, two big eyes staring straight at him.

"Hey! You are also from a materialist world, right? You must have studied quantum phase transition theory, right? Do you remember the constants on your side?"

"... 7.62?"

Gustaff stared round.

"What is that?!"

"The constant on our side."

"...?"

The silence lasted for a full ten seconds, Gustaff's whole dragon froze, its face full of question marks.

Looking at the dull Gustaff, Luo Yan sighed and said.

"I am from the material world, but we haven't gone that far on this road."

Luo Yan hoped it could understand his troubles by changing positions, but didn't expect this guy to laugh "puff".

"... So that's it, just a little stronger than the monkeys in the zoo?"

Gustaff crossed its arms, the corners of its mouth raised slightly.

Perhaps it was also this bluffing look when it was in front of believers a thousand years ago, but now it still had an eggshell on its head, which looked ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.

"Forget it, I asked in vain, you just honestly mix behind my ass, I happen to be missing a thug. If you do well, when I conquer this world, I can seal you as a ball chief."

Luo Yan glanced at it, not bothering to be the same as it.

But his dear Miss Sarah was angry, and a dagger had already been placed on its neck.

"What are you doing?"

Feeling the cold murderous intent on her neck, Gustaff was both surprised and angry, staring at the cat-eared monkey that suddenly appeared in front of it and scolded.

"Do you know who I am? Get back!"

Sarah looked at it coldly, unmoved, the dagger in her hand instead approached an inch, as if it would cut its head off its neck if it said one more word.

Arakdo couldn't help but swallow, using his eyes to incite the back of the stinky cat, his forelimbs rubbing his hands like a fly.

Seeing that this guy in front of it was not afraid of it, Gustaff panicked, held its breath and tried to use divine power, but couldn't use it at all.

Damn...

Gustaff swallowed, its young claws pinched tightly, and a trace of instinctive wariness flickered in its bronze pupils.

Damn... is the limit of this body just like this?

Finally, the merciful Demon King didn't have the heart to bully a cub and relieved it.

"Sarah."

"But, Lord Demon King..."

Looking at Sarah who turned back, Luo Yan said in a gentle and unquestionable voice.

"It's already like this, why don't you let it go."

"Yes..." Sarah hesitated for a moment, finally lowered the dagger, and retreated quietly to Arakdo's side.

Arakdo's face showed disappointment, looked at Sarah with "useless" eyes, and could only give up.

Although it walked through the gate of Hell, Gustaff didn't appreciate it, but was flushed with anger because of this humiliation, and bluffed and scolded.

"Just wait... when the starships of my Zeta Empire come to this planet, I will definitely turn you all into cans! Do you know? You are finished! If you are sensible, bow your heads obediently, this is your last chance... looking at the fact that I don't hate you guys, I can seal you as the big king of monkeys on the tree."

Heh.

This guy's tone is not small, I wonder if it forgot what it wrote on the diary.

Luo Yan was happy, looking at this little ghost who was blown up and joked.

"Then you call the Zeta Empire here. If you really call them here, I won't buy a house in the Holy City, I'll go to yours. When your starships arrive, we will collude, partner to develop the monkey mines on this planet, wouldn't it be beautiful to make it big and strong."

Gustaff's expression froze, like a little parrot choked by a mouthful of rice, and it took a long time to say it reluctantly.

"... Dealing with you guys doesn't need the Empire's starships, this deity can make you vanish into ashes with a wave of my nail."

It couldn't call that thing at all.

If the Zeta Empire could manage this place, it wouldn't have mixed into this miserable situation.

Luo Yan ended the topic with an "oh", suddenly thought of something, looked at it with interest and continued.

"Let's talk about something practical, I'm very curious, how did you become an egg."

Gustaff was still holding its chin hard, but when it heard this, its eyes shifted, its tail swayed hesitantly, and its voice became smaller and smaller.

"This... purely an accident. I had a malfunction when I changed my body, I don't know the specifics... but this is not important! I'm back now!"

It seems it didn't know that it was backstabbed by its own children in its sleep.

Luo Yan didn't tell it this sad history, but continued.

"Then can you still sense your godhead?"

Gustaff raised the corner of its mouth.

"Heh, this little thing, naturally it can't stump this deity..."

Before the words fell, its face froze slightly, and the look at Luo Yan suddenly carried a trace of horror.

"... What did you do?"

That godhead that had always been responsive to it...

It couldn't sense it!

Luo Yan's face showed an "as expected" expression, looking at Gustaff with some regret and said.

"I didn't do anything, but I can probably guess what happened to you."

"Your godhead has left you."

What a pity.

He originally wanted to eat this fish twice, now he can only use it as a mount.

However, Gustaff misunderstood something from his expression and roared with grief and indignation.

"I want to eat you!"

That roar had no deterrent power, so much so that even Arakdo was not bluffed, let alone Luo Yan sitting on its back.

"I said, I didn't do anything, and I advise you not to think so, otherwise... I can't always control my subordinates."

Just as he was saying, Sarah and Arakdo were both looking unkind.

Gustaff's face was stiff.

Realizing that it was asking for humiliation, its eyes twitched, it tried hard to squeeze out a cold expression to maintain its fragile dignity, and then closed its open mouth.

"This deity... was just warming up."

No one responded to it.

Its tail trembled imperceptibly, cursing through gritted teeth.

"What a bunch of rude monkeys..."

Didn't expect a few stinky monkeys to bully itself, Gustaff was furious, and a feeling of despair arose spontaneously.

The head that was originally high slowly drooped, it squatted on the ground, just like a small golden mud loach, emptied of bones by reality.

That was its accumulation of a century.

Rising from the wilderness, building self from the chaos of consciousness, and then condensing the core of the godhead from the worship of countless believers... that had even become the meaning of its existence.

It admits that it might not be a qualified god, bringing suffering to believers time and time again, but it still believes from the bottom of its heart... that it was doing it for their own good.

Of course.

It admits that there is also selfishness.

Perhaps the brain is not fully developed, it doesn't look like a guy who has lived for hundreds of years in terms of emotional control.

Luo Yan didn't know exactly how long it had lived, historical books had different opinions on this, some scholars even believed that it was still alive and lived with reclusive dragons, others believed that it fell in the decisive battle with the God of Underworld.

But from the diary, it lived for quite a long time by changing bodies frequently before being ended by its own believers.

Looking at its current down-and-out appearance, Luo Yan didn't bother to laugh, just sighed lightly and said.

"Accept reality. The Dragon God is the Dragon God, and you are Gustaff. Personality is part of the soul, maybe it will reincarnate with your soul, but the godhead will not."

"'He' is something bred by your soul and the souls of your believers—just like a balloon held in your palm. Once you let go, He flies away, becoming clouds in the sky, no matter how reluctant you are to part with each other."

This is Luo Yan's own understanding.

Gustaff didn't talk back, just held its round body and didn't move.

Until a long time later, it asked with a trembling voice.

"Say it so easily... do you know how much I paid for that thing?"

Its voice was very low, like talking to itself.

But suddenly, it realized something, raised its head, and looked at Luo Yan with a dazed expression.

"Wait—why do you know about the godhead?"

"Because... I have that thing too."

Luo Yan smiled slightly, this time answering in Dragon language, "Otherwise, how could I inherit the power of faith that no one claimed from the godhead you left behind?"

In these three days, his power of faith surged by a large margin.

I believe that when the Great Barrier collapses, the lizardmen of the Gana Continent will break through their own "cocoon" and count this credit on his head and then inscribe it as an epic... his power of faith will grow even more.

Gustaff's face was pale and silent for a long time.

"Say something practical."

Luo Yan interrupted its vacancy, his voice still gentle, but with a seriousness that was not there before.

"You can only rely on me now."

Gustaff tried to stay calm, pulled out a cold smile, and the tone still carried a trace of arrogance and bluffing.

"Heh, even without divine power, I still have my believers... condensing the godhead again is just a matter of time."

Luo Yan smiled faintly, as if he had heard some interesting joke.

"Your believers? To tell you the truth, because of the barrier you made 1000 years ago, they have been completely defeated by me, and... except for me, who knows what you are?"

Whether in the legend of the Dragon God or in the legend of the lizardmen, the Dragon God is not a dragon.

Gustaff stared round, wanting to refute but having no way to speak, and finally squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth.

"You demon!"

"Thank you for your compliment," Luo Yan nodded, "but you still underestimated me."

The air was silent for a while, Gustaff finally put away the meaningless struggle, stared at Luo Yan with complex eyes, and said coldly.

"Cooperation, right... okay, you say it, what do you want?"

Cooperation?

A smile appeared on Luo Yan's face, and he said slowly.

"I happen to be missing a mount that can fly."

Arakdo and Gustaff's faces changed wildly at the same time.

"Wait a minute... Lord Demon King, I... is there anything I am not satisfied with? I can change!"

"Mount?! Wait... what do you mean?! Me?!"

Luo Yan signaled Arakdo not to be impatient, looked at Gustaff and smiled and nodded, signaling that it thought correctly.

"If you agree, I can be your feeder... this is the most suitable position for you I can think of for now."

After a pause, he said again.

"Of course, if you refuse, I don't rule out another option. As a necromancer, I can completely turn you into a bone dragon... well, that might be a bit hard on the butt."

After Gustaff finished listening, its face turned paler than a corpse, its lips trembled as if they were about to break, and it opened and closed several times but couldn't spit out a word.

If it were at its peak, let alone threatening it, even if the idea of disrespecting it just popped up, it could instantly descend sanctions on that unreasonable person.

But now...

It is just a meat-eating lizard that has just crawled out of the eggshell and can't even fly...

Once thinking of a meat-eating lizard, a feeling of humiliation surged in its heart, wishing it could hit itself on the eggshell.

But thinking that if it died here, the end would probably be worse than living. Whether it becomes a bone dragon or is wiped of memory and reincarnated as a lizardman... is the most miserable end for it.

Damn...

What a great shame!

But those who know the current affairs are heroes...

Pressing the humiliation in its heart, Gustaff hid the raised corners of its mouth and calculated secretly.

Anyway, with the lifespan of this hairless monkey, even with transcendent power, it only lives for one or two hundred years.

Counting for a hundred years, without growth hormones to ripen, it's not enough for a meat-eating lizard to grow into a complete body!

Want to ride me?

Let's see who wears whom out first!

Gustaff smiled insidiously in its heart, but on the surface it looked like "convinced, convinced".

Gritting its teeth, it lowered its head.

"... Okay, I promise you."

This sound was as low as a mosquito's hum.

The corner of Luo Yan's mouth raised slowly, revealing a satisfied smile.

"The Great Graveyard welcomes your joining... I believe you will like life there."

To some extent, its "descendants" are really like it, doing the most cowardly things and saying the most ruthless words.

He of course knew what this little guy was thinking.

But he didn't care.

Don't want to grow up?

That's not up to you.

Besides scientific means to help seedlings grow, there are also magical ways in this world.

Luo Yan waved his magic wand, ignoring Gustaff's struggle and protest, letting that "little loach" squatting on the ground fly up, floating in front of him with its limbs hanging in the air.

"What are you doing! Put me down!" It screamed while flapping its small short claws, "This deity—no! This deity warns you! This is disrespect to the gods!"

"You talk too much, honestly stay, this is for your own good."

Gustaff: "%￥#@!"

Luo Yan originally wanted to put it in the backpack hanging on Arakdo's back to prevent this guy from being blown away by the increasingly fierce strong wind after lifting the atmospheric barrier, but at this moment he suddenly noticed something strange.

Pinching the scales on the back of Gustaff's neck with his fingertips, Luo Yan brought it in front of him, regardless of the tail swinging, four feet kicking, and squeaking, and examined it with a frown for a long time.

"Hmm?"

Where did the thing go.

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