Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 29 Dragon Hunting
Fear comes from the unknown, it is a kind of energy that can attract each other, when fear connects everyone together, then it will no longer be illusory.

At least in their mutual eyes, all this is very real.

"It's unbelievable that she got involved with a dragon."

"It's really scary that such a monster has appeared around us."

"Lord, save us quickly."

A group of people gathered under the fungus tree, pointing at the pair of mother and child.

The mother looked frail as she knelt under the fungus tree holding her newborn baby, tears streaming down her face.

The baby in her arms looked no different from a normal child at first, but the baby's neck, under the sunlight, reflected a light that was different from normal skin.

It's not ordinary skin, but golden spiny scales, they branch around the baby's neck, looking very eye-catching.

Alan on the side looked at the baby with an unprecedented serious expression on his face. He remembered that the dragon he buried together with the corpse had a similar scaly structure on his body.

At this time, the mother kneeling under the tree begged him helplessly:
"My lord, please believe me, my belief in the Lord is extremely devout, I really don't know what's going on."

"She is lying, how could she have such a child if she hadn't made peace with the dragon."

"Yeah, our children are all normal, why is it you."

"It's really scary. I don't want to live with such a monster."

Listening to the words of the clansmen in his ears, Alan also became very anxious.

"Give me peace, I will make a correct judgment on this matter."

As he spoke, he looked at the mother and son again.

"As a king, I would like to believe that you are innocent, maybe as you said, it was the dragon who impregnated you without your knowledge.

It is true, however, that you have borne a dragon's child, and this child must not remain in the Clan. "

"As long as you throw this child away with your own hands, I am willing to accept you again on behalf of the clan."

The mother thought she had grasped at straws, but after hearing Alan's words, she lowered her head in despair.

Seeing this, Sally on the side couldn't bear to say:
"Brother, isn't it too cruel for you to let a mother throw away her child with her own hands?"

In the past, Alan was very tolerant of Sally, the lost sister, but this time he snapped:
"Sally stop talking nonsense, it is kind enough for me to allow her to stay.

As believers of the Creator, the Golden Clan cannot tolerate the offspring of unknown existence like dragons, otherwise it would be a betrayal of faith. "

"If she wants to stay, she must prove her innocence, and throwing away the child with her own hands is the most direct and effective method. Make a choice quickly."

Amidst Alan's pressing voice, the mother stood up with difficulty.

With tears in her eyes, she tenderly glanced at the child in her arms.

"Sis, mother knows you are innocent, you are my child, and I will not abandon you."

After all, she ignored the others and walked out of the village through the crowd with the child in her arms.

Seeing her staggering back, Sally said sadly:
"Brother, you know best. In the dangerous environment outside, a mother with a newborn child may not even see the first snow this year, and they will all die."

Hearing this, Alan responded with a cold face:
"So what, I've given her a chance.

I am not the king of a certain person, I need to be responsible to my lord and all the clansmen.

Sally, you are no longer a child, it's time to put away your needless sympathy. "

"In your eyes she's a scourge, but in my eyes she's just a mother.

If compassion is optional, sooner or later you will become as cold-blooded as your father.

I hate you, brother. "

Seeing his sister running away crying, Alan felt a little melancholy in his heart. Even among brothers and sisters who are connected by blood, there are times when opinions cannot be unified.

In Shali's impression, Mueller was the cruel father who buried her with his own hands.

As for Alan, his feelings for Mueller are much more complicated.

Although he did not agree with Mueller's approach, but after becoming king, he also understood a little more.

"Since I choose to ascend the throne, I will no longer be me, and the world does not need me to be myself.

The master's servant, God, King Piaoping, and patriarch, these are all my identities, but Alan is not included.

Sally, sympathy is too much of a luxury for me now. "

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The rift between brother and sister didn't change anything, banishing everything related to dragons was the will of all clansmen.

In this way, Alan launched a long-lasting and massive dragon hunting campaign in accordance with public opinion.

This campaign has been repeated year after year. On the one hand, he has intensified his efforts to screen newborns, and expelled all the descendants of dragons from the group.

On the other hand, he also used the power of the water element to check the bodies of the clansmen, looking for the hidden dragons in their bodies.

Searching for and expelling everything related to dragons has become an important task for the king, and it has also become a daily routine for all the clansmen.

On this day, Alan began to check the health of the clansmen as usual.

I saw that he grabbed the arm of a clansman, and then drilled a small hole in his hand with elemental force, injecting water elements into the opponent's body.

The water elemental power is the softest among many elements, coupled with the control power attached to the spiritual energy, this allows him to easily complete the inspection without harming the bodies of his clansmen.

After feeling the strangeness through the bodily fluid, he quickly withdrew the elemental force like fishing.

The next moment, a slender parasite was pulled out from the wound on the tribe's hand by him.

Looking at the continuously distorted golden worm, the clansmen said with a look of fear:
"The dragon is so weird, I didn't even feel anything, but he got into my body.

Wang, thank you so much. "

Alan nodded when he heard the words, and asked the next clansman to step forward, and began to repeat the operation.

After a busy day, a stone weng was almost filled, and he personally took the "dragon" caught from the body of the tribe out of the village for deep burial.

After doing all this, Alan showed a tired expression on his face.

It has been five years since the dragon hunting movement started, and during these five years, he has been helping the tribe get rid of the "dragon" in their bodies.

The whole process went very smoothly, as long as he made a move, he could easily find traces of the "dragon" from the clansman's body.

There were not ten thousand "dragons" buried alive by him, and it is estimated that there were eight thousand. However, the number of "dragons" in the clan's body did not decrease at all.

No matter how diligently he checked, he would rediscover traces of the "dragon" in the same people every time.

The mysterious "dragons" seem to be born from nothing, no matter how hard he tries, he can't disappear them.

And this sense of powerlessness is the source of Alan's deep exhaustion.

However, he knows that he is the leader of the clan, and he must not collapse, otherwise the clan will be even more at a loss.

After quickly adjusting his mood, he returned to the village.

But as soon as he reached the entrance of the village, he saw a familiar figure...

(End of this chapter)