Chapter 493: Fat field, where is it?

"Child? Who are you calling a child? How old are you?" Abu Ke said unhappily.

Anthony recognized the Soul-Breaking Stone Prohibition, and then it said 'child'. Isn't that calling Anthony a child?

*Ku Ba Da*, Anthony is his master. Anthony is a child, then what is he?

Anthony was stunned for a moment, Nei Wen was stunned for a moment, and the guy who made the sound was also stunned for a moment: "I... I of course... of course I'm calling the one beside you."

"Bold! How dare you insult Lord Anthony so casually!? Your age might not even be as old as his. Come out and accept death, you impolite guy!" Abu Ke shouted angrily.

Anthony and Nei Wen were standing in front. The one beside him was referring to Anthony.

Nei Wen raised his hand weakly: "But, great-grandmother said the child is me."

"Impossible. If it were you, she would call your name, not 'the one beside you'. Your great-grandmother couldn't have forgotten your name, right." Abu Ke said.

Nei Wen had to turn his head and shout toward the cave: "Great-grandmother, did you forget my name again?"

The voice in the cave asked weakly: "What was your name again? Sigh, it's been so many years. You change one every few decades. How could I remember every child?"

"Eh? Are you like this too? Change one every few decades?" Abu Ke was surprised.

He understood this pain too well. His Dragon-Followers were like that—priests changed every few decades, ten-something years, or even a few years. How could he remember their names?

"Are you too?" Sympathy for each other, favor greatly increased. With this premise, the misunderstanding naturally resolved.

Entering the end of the cave, everyone saw the owner of this place, a dragon's skull...

"This..." Anthony was a bit surprised. Wasn't it said to be Spirit Dragon Griffinny? Why was it a dragon bone?

"What this what? I think something is a bit wrong. This place is clearly my place. Why are you shouting at me? Even if I called you a child, so what? A human, no matter how long they live, isn't that just a child to me?" Originally thought the misunderstanding was resolved, but Griffinny became angrier the more she thought about it.

"Hey! How old are you?" Before Anthony could answer, Abu Ke had already jumped out.

"I, six hundred and sixty years old." Griffinny said.

Abu Ke sneered: "I, eight hundred and ninety years old, and this one is my master."

Anthony couldn't laugh or cry. Actually, according to his personality, these imaginary things were nothing to argue about. Even if he argued, he couldn't find evidence to prove he was three thousand-something years old.

But he also understood Abu Ke's psychology: The master is humiliated, the servant dies. How can you call my master a child?

Sure enough, Griffinny questioned: "What evidence do you have to prove you are eight hundred and ninety years old?!"

Abu Ke asked back: "Then what evidence do you have to prove you are six hundred years old?"

"My children can prove it. They wrote an epic for me. The earliest version is already six hundred years old." Griffinny said loudly.

Abu Ke also said loudly: "My body can prove it. I am already eight hundred and ninety years old."

"Your body? Where is your body? Aren't you a dragon undead? Can you still have a body?" Griffinny was surprised.

"Of course I have. Counting the lifespan of the body, I am already eight thousand-something years old. You have to call me ancestor grandfather." Abu Ke said.

Griffinny choked. Because counting the lifespan of the body, she didn't have eight thousand-something years either. No, she couldn't just admit defeat like this. What if what he said was fake?

"Where is your body? Take it out and let me see." Griffinny said.

"Can't take it out. If you want to see, come with me." Abu Ke said.

"Go!" A cloud of smoke rose from the dragon skull, condensing into a human female form.

"Go." Abu Ke didn't show weakness and walked out first. The two dragon souls left the cave like this, flying away directly, leaving a pile of people looking at each other in the cave.

Anthony and Nei Wen looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "What kind of thing is this..."

"Great-grandmother... um... does things more seriously." Nei Wen was embarrassed to death, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to deliberate and explain for Griffinny.

Anthony also smiled bitterly: "Um, Abu Ke is also more serious."

After saying it, he didn't even believe it himself. Two dragon souls who were hundreds of years old were actually serious about their age, and for the sake of verification, they didn't hesitate to fly for a few hours. They had ridden the bone dragon for two hours to get here.

"Do you want to chase after them?" Nei Wen asked.

Anthony didn't know either, so he turned and asked: "Lord Negris, do you want to chase after them? Lord Negris?"

Negris was projected onto Ang. He didn't make a sound. Only Ang knew if he was there. After calling twice, Negris finally came back to his senses and replied: "No need. Why run back and forth? They will be back in a while."

"Oh, then what were you looking at just now?" Called twice before replying, Negris was clearly distracted just now.

"I was looking at this mausoleum. This should be a mausoleum built by an ancient human force, and then it was occupied by you, right?" Negris turned to Nei Wen and asked.

Nei Wen shook his head: "It's not like that. This dragon head was originally here, and great-grandmother was also born from the dragon head. She is the owner of this place. Humans came later and transformed this place into a mausoleum."

Negris was too lazy to investigate further and said: "Whatever. You look at these murals and carvings, giants, lightning—did you think of anything?"

Anthony's spirit was shaken: "Thunder Titan?"

Finally, there was a clue about the Thunder Titans. These guys secretly sent messages to the dwarves before the faith storm, so they must know about the faith storm and star burst arrays.

Finding them could solve many questions in the hearts of Negris and the others. For example, Du Luo Ken really wanted to ask them how they used thunder to transmit information between two worlds.

If they could crack the secret of their information transmission, they could talk directly to the main plane from here, without Ang being so troublesome.

Nei Wen blinked his eyes blankly: "Titan? Do you mean that kind of giant seven or eight meters tall that can master thunder?"

Negris and Anthony's spirits were shaken: "You know Titans? Do you have news about them?"

"If you mean that kind of giant that can master thunder, then I know a little bit. There is a ruin of theirs in the middle of this valley. Every time it rains, there will be a steady stream of lightning falling on the ruin. We usually pile some soil on the ruin, let those lightning bolts strike it, and then sprinkle it on the farmland. The growth of crops in the coming year will be particularly vigorous."

Fat field? Vigorous? Not good! Negris's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, Ang, who had been reaching into the space to farm, had stopped at this moment, raised his head, and asked: "Fat field, where is it?"