I grew up in a litter with four red dragon sisters

Chapter 58 58. Hybrids

When he woke up the next day, Nigel was retching outside the den.He felt like he was about to throw up his stomach, but he didn't throw up any food.

Damn it, if I touch that mushroom in the future, I might as well just cut my stomach and kill myself!

"I'm sorry... I didn't do it on purpose. I don't add any mushrooms to my cooking anymore." Yani bowed her head beside him and apologized.

Nigel ignored her and flew away on his own.Did not look back at her.

Did she do it on purpose?Probably not.

Who would have thought that he would almost die after eating dinner?
Maybe he shouldn't blame Yani, but the fact is, he was really angry.And I must use my indifferent attitude to make her understand that I was wrong!

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It's just that Nigel is a little concerned about whether what happened last night is true.

Did I really see the crowd of elves and dwarves last night, as well as the ugly and high-headed giants?

The most important thing is whether he really saw the mother of dragons yesterday.

"According to your description, it might be a hill giant." Naphilin said while doing daily carvings by the river, "The hill giants especially hate dragons, but they should have been extinct long ago, Ms. Cleos Insisted that it was wiped out by the red dragon, but it was actually done by the dragon hunters. You said you saw one last night?"

"I don't know, but if it wasn't completely a dream, then the giant should be one of the ghosts of the forest after dark." Nagel said, "But I still don't know whether the experience last night was a hallucination."

He also didn't know if the mother of dragons he saw yesterday was his hallucination.

The mother of dragons in the phantom is as beautiful as the one in the inherited memory, but she is much more kind than the latter.

The giant shrugged and said, "Anyway, I'm not as bold as you red dragons, and I still run out at night. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive now."

"Do you think I want to?" He looked at the carving on Nafeilin's hand again, squinting his eyes and said, "What are you carving? A small wife doll? Oh no, a big crocodile?"

Na Feilin blushed and changed the subject.

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Nigel searched for a long time before finding any traces of what happened last night. He found the magic circle drawn yesterday.

The runes written by fingernails in the ground and dead leaves were distorted and completely wrong, and some were carved into the trees.The sacrifice is not just dragon blood.

And luckily not all.It's even more dangerous if it's all there.It's okay to make the dead talk, but it's another matter to actually bring the dead back to life, let alone a dragon.

It is impossible for this magic circle to summon the mother of dragons.

And if he really saw the mother of dragons, the task that the skeleton head told him to find other dragons should also be completed.But he waited until now and there is no task reminder.

He would prefer that everything last night was a dream.

Thinking of what he said to the Mother of Dragons yesterday, Nigel wanted to stab himself to death immediately.It is simply a large-scale social death.

However, the mother of dragons in the dream seems to have said so.His younger sister, Yani, is of human-dragon half-breed,

It is impossible for me to get information in my dream that I don't know.So if Yani is really a mixed race, then last night's experience was not just a hallucination, she really saw the legendary Tiamat.

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When Nigel saw Long Ma again, she was lying on her stomach by the lake deep in the forest, as if she fell asleep while drinking water.

"What's the matter, mom, don't you go home and sleep?"

Long Ma woke up immediately and immediately glared at him, but Nigel could vaguely feel the exhaustion hidden under her eyes.

"You are the one, flying so far away from the nest, can you fly back before dark?" Her voice was still full of energy, and Nigel felt that the other party's exhaustion disappeared immediately. I read it wrong.

"There is something I have to tell you..." Nigel then told all the experiences of that night, but concealed the part where he praised Tiamat's beauty.

Under Long Ma's surprised expression, he told the story.

"Nonsense, how could you have met the Mother of Dragons?" Long Mama frowned, "With your cynical appearance, she immediately twisted her head off the first time she saw you."

"But if it was just my fantasy, how would I know about Yani's mixed blood?" Nigel said seriously, "Seriously, is Yani a mixed blood?"

"She..." Long Ma hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"Sure enough..." Nigel sighed, "That's why you said that we are the last giant dragon. Is it true that all my younger brothers and sisters will be of mixed blood? Am I also of mixed blood?"

"No, you are wrong. You are [-]% true dragon, and so are your future siblings"

"So there are other pure-blooded dragons?"

"No."

"I don't understand why you want to hide my father's existence." Nigel frowned.

"You don't need to understand yet." Long Ma said with a firm attitude.

Nigel shook his head, Long Ma always does this, he is used to it.

"Tiamat said she would see me again." He changed the subject.

Long Ma nodded and said, "Yes, every dragon will see her at the end of life, and she will take our souls to the end of the world."

It turns out that I will see her again when I die... It's good, she should have forgotten the scene of her social death at that time.

"I've also seen Tiamat. She has such a stalwart figure, and her powerful aura makes me unable to lift my head. It's completely different from what you described." Long Ma said.

Nigel shrugged his shoulders. For some reason, his current thinking seems to be very sure that the amiable dragon lady in the dream that day is the same dragon as the crazy and evil Tiamat in the inheritance memory.There's no evidence, he just feels that way.

Maybe Tiamat will manifest different "avatars" for different dragons.The same is true of the gods on earth. Some people have seen Jesus who is amiable and talkative, while others have seen Jesus who is majestic and majestic.For the mystical experience, the influence of subjectivity seems to be very large.

"You said you saw a demon?" Long Ma said again on the treasure pile.

"Yes... I don't know if it's a dream or real, I also seem to see in my memory—"

"That is the devil who signed a contract with our family." Long Ma said, "You are ready to prepare, and it is time for you to sign a contract with him."

(End of this chapter)