Chapter 466: How Do I Plant This?

"Do dragons still exist in this world?" Seeing Ange didn't know. Whether it was from the House of the Reborn, the Spirit Dragon Knights, Lord Nai Ge Li Si, or even Norzaro and so on—among every existence connected to dragons—no news about the dragon race could be found.

The Spirit Dragon Knights kept over a dozen grey dragons, including their bone dragons, which were also reincarnated from grey dragons; they had nothing to do with the dragon race, because there were no grey dragons among the dragon race—they could only be counted as a sub-dragon species.

According to the text, these grey dragons did not possess the ability of bloodline boiling; it was the Spirit Dragon Knights who restrained them with secret arts, because if they possessed the ability of bloodline boiling, the sub-dragons would not be easy to control.

If it wasn't the Spirit Dragon Knights, then who was using bloodline to summon Dorok?

"What dragon-tongue magic did they teach you?" Seeing Ange asked curiously.

"Like this, jigligulu jigiguapla alabajie nemadoka…" Dorok repeated it once.

Dragon-tongue magic has one characteristic: it utilizes the giant dragon's enormous chest, belly, and air passages to form a massive resonance chamber and a long vocal tract, capable of producing ultra-low-frequency sounds. Ordinary people cannot hear such low-frequency sounds, yet they can induce intense resonance.

If a giant dragon lies on the ground and chants dragon-tongue magic, the entire ground will tremble.

However, dragon-tongue magic also has one problem: the quantity is too small.

If magic is a kind of civilization, then it needs to advance with the times, discard the old and bring forth the new. But the problem is, the number of giant dragons is too small, so they cannot create much dragon-tongue magic.

Look at humans—there are plenty of those fellows with nothing better to do; they even managed to create the 'Bubble Water Tornado' that washes clothes automatically.

This is a hybrid magic of water and wind systems: a large barrel is filled with water, and while continuously rotating, small air bubbles are generated, 'blasting' the stains out of the clothing. In a few dozen seconds it can become extremely clean, comparable to an ultrasonic purification spell.

Of course, ultrasonic spells can also be used to wash clothes, and so can Holy Purification spells.

Look—just for washing clothes alone, humans have created more than three kinds of magic. This quantitative advantage and ability to stir up trouble, no other species can compare.

Why is the Common Tongue of Humans popular everywhere? Because it has a rich vocabulary and expresses many meanings.

Why do dragons also like to use magic created by humans? Because there are many of them with detailed effects; for any effect, a corresponding magic can be found.

This is the advantage of numbers and civilization.

How many dragons are there? Every dragon is an archmage of ultimate arts, yet they still cannot create much magic. The magic here does not refer to things like the Undying Phoenix of Flame, the Typhoon Sky, and the like—those are magic combinations.

Just as the Star Burst Array is composed of over two thousand sigils, every complete magic is also composed of several, or even dozens to hundreds, of magical structures, circuits, and variations—created one by one, then combined. It could worry a mage's hair right off their head.

Moreover, giant dragons don't have much creativity; they mostly rely on their species advantage to charge around recklessly.

And now, Dorok says that some fellow giant dragons created an entirely new dragon-tongue magic, taught it to him, and told him to study well and come find them to play later?

"This is a wind-system dragon-tongue magic? What does it do?" Seeing Ange recited the incantation once, but his body was too small to trigger the dragon-tongue resonance, so nothing happened.

Dorok did manage to cast it, and magical fluctuations were produced, but there was still no reaction.

"So, what is this new magic?" Seeing Ange was bewildered, and Dorok was also bewildered. Those fellow dragons taught him a dragon-tongue magic that couldn't be used?

"Did they say when they'd come find you? Did you tell them where you are?" Seeing Ange asked.

Dorok shook his head.

"Forget it, we'll talk when they come. When they do, I'll have them come pay respects to the ancestors." Seeing Ange said.

"Pay respects to the ancestors?!" Dorok's face was full of astonishment.

……

In a distant realm of death, a voice roared furiously: "Didn't I tell you to send a squad of Holy Spirits over? Why did it turn into two undead creatures?"

"I… I did send a squad of Holy Spirits over."

"Are you saying I lied to you? Or that the Gem Witch lied to Gust? Or perhaps you lied to me?"

"Ouch, my lord, I really did send a squad of Holy Spirits over. They finished the job and left. Because I was worried about running into the Gem Witch, I had them take a long detour before taking a ship back. If you don't believe me, search my memories."

"Really?"

"Really, I swear on my soul."

"Now Gust is on his guard. If we pull this kind of petty trick again in the future, he'll grow suspicious of me. Are we just going to sit and watch him go astray, cooperating with those evil lapdogs of Light? How many of our subjects and souls have those Light lapdogs slaughtered? How can we cooperate with them? Gust is being foolish."

……

Because of Ang's mid-stream intervention, the cooperation between Anthony and Gust was not affected. After probing each other a few times, they established a closer connection.

As for the voices of criticism within the empire, Gust ignored them all. Foolish? Foolish my ass. If we don't rescue Your Majesty, every single person here will die. Do they really think the soul link is just for show?

Although Your Majesty has never used the soul link to control any subordinate's thoughts or actions, this link is real and solid. When the sovereign dies, the empire collapses.

Although he didn't know whether the information Anthony provided was true or false, having one more path was always good. Anthony had already proven that he could indeed extend his tendrils into the Star Burst Array; that seed of the Heaven-Piercing Divine Tree had indeed withered.

What Gust couldn't figure out was: "How did they manage to make the seed bloom? We tried so many methods and couldn't do it. What a pity, it withered after blooming. Shouldn't it have sprouted first?"

The same question existed in Seeing Ange's mind. Having finally caught the God of Life, he quickly took the chance to ask.

"I used pheromones to stimulate its vitality, making it skip the growth and development process and directly bloom and pollinate, exchanging the pollen out," the God of Life explained.

"Exchange the pollen out? What do you mean?" Seeing Ange asked in confusion.

The God of Life thought for a moment and said: "Pollen is the genetic information of plants, just like the bloodline of you giant dragons. Once it's exchanged out, the bloodline won't be cut off."

"I understand that, but the Heaven-Piercing Divine Tree only has one seed left. What's the point of exchanging pollen out? Who would it exchange with?" That was what Seeing Ange was confused about.

Even if a seed without pollination could be stimulated by the God of Life to bloom, without another Heaven-Piercing Divine Tree to exchange pollen with—they are cross-pollinating, after all—blooming would still be useless.

Just then, Anthony arrived in a hurry, travel-worn. Before he could steady himself, the God of Life leapt from Ang's shoulder, pounced on Anthony, and gathered a pile of powder.

He picked out some yellow powder, almost invisible to the naked eye, and patted it onto his own head.

With a forceful push—pop—a small flower bud sprouted. Another push, it bloomed. Another push, a fruit formed.

The God of Life plucked the fruit and handed it to Ang, saying wearily: "Exchange with me. The Super Divine Tree—it's a pity to let it go extinct."

Anthony looked utterly bewildered: "What do you mean? Exchange what?"

Seeing Ange didn't know what to say. Instead of answering, he asked: "Where did you come from? Who did you see earlier?"

"Northwind City. I just met with Cabrera," Anthony said.

"As expected, you brought the pollen back, so the old tree bore a seed of the Heaven-Piercing Divine Tree," Seeing Ange said, caught between laughter and tears. Kuabada, these plants are truly amazing—this works too?

Doesn't this amount to stealing the Heaven-Piercing Divine Tree's seed back? And a pollinated one at that—far more valuable than the previous seed.

Ang held 'one' seed in his hands and asked distressfully: "This… how do I plant it?"

PS: Can't sleep, no energy, posting one chapter first.