Chapter 823: As Long as You Go Extinct Fast Enough, You Won't Degenerate

"Damn, you civilization destroyer! Such a powerful truth mage, but I have never heard his name at all." Negris didn't know what to say.

A truth mage who invented the space slingshot, a truth-seeker who discovered dark elements, he should have been famous for ages. But not only was there no biography about him, even Negris had no impression of this name. It was conceivable how thoroughly Anthony burned it.

Negris once had believers. The knowledge of believers was his knowledge. Even he had no impression, which meant that including his believers, no one had heard the name Tuhilix.

This basically meant that all traces of Tuhilix's existence had been erased.

Anthony scratched his nose embarrassedly: "Indeed not very good. Won't burn it in the future, find a place to bury it."

Soon everyone followed Tuhilix to the Mage Tower. After getting close, everyone immediately saw the clues. Anthony asked: "Lord Tuhilix, you teleported the entire town here, right?"

Tuhilix sighed: "Yes, the entire town was built on the teleportation array. Originally, the teleportation range was only the center part. Normal teleportation was no problem. Didn't expect the space slingshot to affect the entire town, and teleported the entire town over when teleporting."

"Wow, this is too powerful, actually able to teleport a town so far. Your space slingshot is really an amazing mystery." Anthony praised slightly exaggeratedly, praising Tuhilix until he laughed, but the next sentence made his face instantly collapse.

"Why don't I see other residents?" Anthony looked at the dead silent town and asked.

Tuhilix said dejectedly: "Except for me, no one could live to this day 60,000 years later."

Negris couldn't help but interject: "Not right, can't they have children? Can't their descendants multiply? Should be more and more, right?"

Tuhilix shook his head: "There were less than 800 residents who teleported over at that time. Don't know what happened. After giving birth, after more than ten generations, children started to have missing hands and feet, blind eyes, and some were covered in long hair and tails. More died before birth. About 400 years later, after the last person died, only I was left."

"Only 800 people? Got it, bloodline degenerated." Negris said in realization.

"Bloodline degenerated?" Tuhilix was clearly not an expert in this area and had no cognition of this point. But after looking at Negris a few times, he suddenly reacted: "Huang Tong Dragon?"

For a human, being able to remember things from 60,000 years ago was already not bad.

Negris pretended to ask: "Yes, Huang Tong Dragon, have you seen creatures like me?"

"Seen, maybe we are from the same place. Do you know... seems to be called Leofina?" Tuhilix asked.

Negris shook his head, but said quickly in the soul network: "Leofina is my great-great-great-grandmother. He really came from the main plane."

Tuhilix said regretfully: "That's a pity. Just as you said, maybe the bloodline degenerated. You dragons have the most say, because in the plane I came from, the number of dragons was also very small, most likely bloodline degenerated."

Negris curled his lips, muttering in his heart: As long as you go extinct fast enough, you won't degenerate.

The dragon race now worried most about the problem of extinction, such as the Huang Tong Dragon, which was already functionally extinct because the males were all dead.

Thanks to Ang reviving his body and solving the problem of stuck eggs, at least for a long time, there was no need to worry about the problem of extinction.

Before approaching the Mage Tower, the Monarch's consciousness repeatedly scanned the Mage Tower and nearby buildings, confirming there were no restrictions, and then landed on the platform at the top of the Mage Tower. But walking into the Mage Tower, everyone was stunned.

Anthony, who was so smooth, couldn't open his mouth: "Lord Tuhilix, you... your environment here is too hard."

What came into view was an empty indoor space, which couldn't be described by 'four walls'. There was only a bed, not even a chair.

Tuhilix laughed: "Because element transfer is more laborious, so I try not to transfer things here."

While saying this, he concentrated his spirit, and soon several chairs, a bottle of juice, and several cups appeared beside him, then said embarrassedly: "The table is too big to take, let's hold it in our hands. Really sorry, please sit, please sit, drink water."

Negris and Anthony looked at each other, and looked at Ang in unison. Wasn't this a dimensional space positioning transfer bracelet? Transfer things out of the dimensional space.

However, no bracelet could be seen on Tuhilix's hand, but it was clearly not the Hand of Crossing. The only thing that could be certain was that he possessed a dimensional space.

Why was it definitely a dimensional space and not a storage space? Because the juice still maintained activity and was freshly squeezed.

The invisible Mage Hand held the juice bottle, poured juice into the cups, and handed them to everyone's hands.

Although Ang didn't drink, he also held a cup in his hand and looked at it closely.

Navel orange juice, sour, not selected well, variety degenerated...

After telling Anthony what he saw through the soul network, Anthony said: "Looks like he's really trapped here, even the orange variety has degenerated."

"Lord Tuhilix, we are very curious, your space slingshot magic should need an anchor point to teleport here, right? May I ask who provided this anchor point for you back then?" Anthony asked.

Tuhilix looked at Anthony deeply and said: "Looks like your understanding of space magic is also very deep, actually knowing anchor points. Looks like you came here for this anchor point, right?"

Anthony nodded. They didn't even know Tuhilix existed before coming here, of course it couldn't be for him.

Tuhilix sighed: "Actually I also want to find out who this anchor point is. Sigh, although it trapped me here for 60,000 years, it also allowed me to verify the conception in my heart. If I had died just after teleporting here, that would be perfect. Exploring the truth in the morning and dying peacefully in the evening is the most perfect."

"Trapped here for 60,000 years, my gratitude for it has been worn away. If you can find it, please slap it 100 times for me."

"I used to be a space mage. Since I was very young, there were many messy ideas in my heart. At first, I thought I was just a mage who loved fantasy. But after I grew up, especially after learning magic, I discovered that these fantasies were actually systematic."

"Messy ideas every child has, but systematic fantasies couldn't be random thoughts. For example, fire magic, 600-degree wood fire, 1,200-degree explosive flame, 1,600-degree forging fire. Then what if it was a 100-million-degree flame? When thinking of this back then, a thought suddenly popped up in my heart 'the world returns to chaos'..."

Negris spat out a mouthful of juice.

Tuhilix was startled: "Is the juice not good? Is it bad?" Smelled it hurriedly: "No?"

Negris waved his hand: "Not bad, not bad, too delicious, choked."

"Oh, oh, oh, if it tastes good, drink more. Come, come, fill it up." Tuhilix was very happy to fill it up, but the problem was that this variety of orange juice had degraded and was very sour. Dragons are the least tolerant of sourness, so he could only accept it with a bitter face, slapping himself in the heart: "That's what you get for talking nonsense."

"The world returns to chaos? Really a philosophical sentence, you should write it into a book." Anthony said meaningfully.

Tuhilix said embarrassedly: "Wrote it, but no money to print. Just hand-copied a few copies and distributed them to my students. Inside were some of my messy ideas, things like 'the Void is endless', 'all forces will eventually unify', etc. The students all felt I was crazy."

Negris said in the soul network: "You really burned his book."

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