Chapter 1293

Anthony said the situation was serious just now, and now it is the most serious situation. The entire closed space has no death aura at all. There are several possibilities, such as the ventilation here being relatively good, and the death aura cannot be brewed. However, Babulu's appearance denied this possibility.

If the death aura cannot be brewed, how did Babulu reincarnate?

Another possibility is that someone collects death aura regularly, but he is not the person who devours the death aura, so he missed Babulu. If the other party were a person who devours death aura, it would be absolutely impossible not to discover the Dragon Soul in Babulu's body.

Okay, now the problem comes: who is collecting these death auras? If it's taken to do other things, that's fine, but if it's taken to support other undead creatures, then this undead creature must be a soul more powerful than the Undead Emperor to be able to digest so much death aura.

Hearing that the souls of the tribesmen might have been devoured, Babulu's first reaction was panic. What is an undead creature? What is a soul? It doesn't know.

But after panicking for a while, it began to ponder. Dying and then "undead"—isn't that the same state as it is now? If no one devoured the death aura, wouldn't its tribesmen be able to wake up just like it? If someone devoured the death aura, wouldn't that be equivalent to depriving the tribesmen of the opportunity to wake up?

Realizing this, Babulu was furious: "Who did it?"

Anthony said: "I want to ask you too. You've been here for so long; haven't you seen anything else?"

Babulu shook his head: "I feel like I took a nap, and you came. If you want to say I 'saw' anything else..."

"I haven't seen it, but I 'dreamed' of some very noisy sounds, like many little children talking, chattering, the sounds were very messy. I wanted to roar at them to be quiet, but I couldn't shout. Until just now, I finally shouted it out. I originally thought it was a dream, but now it seems those noisy sounds were not a dream."

"Little children talking? Can you understand what they said?" Anthony asked.

Babulu shook his head: "I can't understand. It's not Dragon language, nor is it Common language."

"By the way, how do you know Common language? Did you learn it specifically?" Anthony asked "curiously."

"No, the Dragon God knows it, so we know it. When a young dragon grows to a certain extent, the first thing that awakens in the bloodline is the language ability," Babulu said.

Anthony said: "In other words, the noisy sounds you dreamed of are a language that even the Dragon God doesn't know?"

Babulu was also stunned, holding his hands and pondering. After a long while, he said: "Because memory ability is limited, it's impossible for us to remember everything like the Dragon God when we awaken language. We can only choose a few common ones to remember, and the others are forgotten."

"But even if forgotten, if a language is known by the Dragon God, I would at least feel familiar. But the noisy sounds heard in the dream are very strange, so it should be a language that even the Dragon God doesn't know," Babulu finally said affirmatively.

Anthony nodded thoughtfully.

Nai Ge Li Si was anxious and hurriedly asked in the soul network: "Why are you asking this? Don't you know how we learned Common language? You asked this on purpose to determine that it's a language that even the Dragon God doesn't know? Does it have anything to do with it?"

"A language that even the Dragon God doesn't know is very likely not from this world. Lord Nai Ge, if you encounter a language you haven't heard, you can learn it after listening to it a few times. The Dragon God can certainly do it too. So, if it's a language he has heard, the Dragon God should know it. If even the Dragon God doesn't know it, it's very likely to be foreign," Anthony said.

Nai Ge Li Si's heart moved: "Gramezburg?"

Anthony said: "It shouldn't be. Gramezburg just came here not long ago, but the collection of death aura here has been going on for a long time."

Nai Ge Li Si scratched his head. He felt his head was about to explode. Various forces are intertwined, and different timelines are entangled. This has exceeded his processing ability, but Anthony seems to enjoy this fun.

Yenaifa walked back dejectedly and said: "My father didn't turn into Uncle Babulu's state."

"My condolences, young man. This might be a good thing. Even if it could wake up, it would just be an undead creature," Anthony patted its shoulder.

He had already scanned the body with his will, and there was no soul in that body. He just wanted to send Yenaifa away just now.

Just as he wanted to say something, Ang suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction and then made a "shh" gesture.

The people under Ang's command, who had a tacit understanding, quickly gathered toward Ang, leaving only Babulu and Yenaifa in place.

Anthony hurriedly said: "You are all Dragon Men; find a pit and lie down to play dead."

"Oh, oh." Babulu and Yenaifa hurriedly found a pit and lay down, while everyone else turned ethereal and hung on Ang, disappearing with a "whoosh." No one knew where their souls had moved.

After a while, a Dragon Man corpse on the ground suddenly moved, was carefully moved away a little, and a head poked out from inside. This head was wearing a pair of protruding glasses, quietly looking around, and finally its gaze fell in the direction of Yenaifa.

After a while, another head poked out and asked in a low voice: "Why so slow? Is there any death aura? Are there any new corpses?"

The first head replied in a low voice: "There is a new one, not dead yet, hot, no death aura."

"Not dead yet? Then let's wait. Why is there still no death aura? What happened? There haven't been any new dead people coming in for the past few years. How strange. I thought these Dragon Men were extinct, but now there are new Dragon Men. It seems they aren't extinct. Why are there so few dead Dragon Men recently?" The second head also looked around wearing a pair of protruding glasses, and finally its gaze fell on Yenaifa.

Everyone observing all this in the air said in shock in the soul network: "Goblins? Why are there goblins here? And they are using Ancient Goblin language? No wonder Babulu said it was noisy. Ancient Goblin language is the noisiest language."

"Can the glasses on their heads see living people? Why did it say Yenaifa is hot and not dead?" Lu Se asked.

"Yenaifa is not dead now, they seem to be afraid to come out. What should we do? Should we let Yenaifa die for a while?" Nai Ge Li Si asked.

"How to die for a while?"

"Let it kill itself, and Ang will resurrect it in a while."

"Uh, this is too cruel. Actually, no need. Let Yenaifa lower its body temperature and enter a state of suspended animation. Dragon Men are cold-blooded animals; they should be able to enter suspended animation, right?" Uersman suggested.

This is a good method. Nai Ge Li Si hurriedly sent a message to Yenaifa. Not long after, the two goblins in the pit began to say: "It's cold, it's cold, it's cooled down. Let's go over and take a look."

"Actually, we should have caught it just now and interrogated it about why there are so few Dragon Man deaths." The two goblins climbed out of the pit, talking as they walked toward Yenaifa.

"Stop bragging. You still want to catch it? A dying Dragon Man can also crush your head. Just be our scavenger obediently. You still want to catch people? Catching and killing people is the Crystal God's business," another goblin said with disdain.

After the goblins left the pit, Ang saw a hole along the place where they came out—a hole leading to another dimension.

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