Extraordinary pedigree

January 15, 1591 in the Terran calendar.

07:00 PM.

North wing of Whispering Square.

On the trading station of the Everchanging Workshop family, an ancient portal named [Phantom Door] stands quietly.

The door has a simple and ancient appearance, constructed of unknown materials, with complex runes and patterns engraved on the surface, shimmering with a subtle luster.

This portal is not only an important channel for foreign exchanges and business activities of the Everchanging Workshop family, but also a mysterious hub that connects multiple planes, promoting the exchange of materials and knowledge between different worlds. It is the eight portals controlled by the Chaebol family of Whisper Square. one.

The [Boundary Wedge] of the square was divided into eight by the plutocrats, and the [Boundary Wedge] is equivalent to the key to the plane. Those who own the key can control the flow of logistics and people to enter or leave the Whispering Square from other planes, and control the plane. large-scale commerce and information exchange among countries.

The portal is not only connected to a fixed plane, but can also adjust the frequency and connect to multiple different planes, which provides great convenience for the family's business activities; all goods passing through the portal must undergo strict quarantine and magic inspection. Make sure no harmful substances or forbidden magic items are brought in.

Under normal circumstances, people entering the Whispering Square can avoid the portal and enter directly through magic rituals, but this does not mean that the portal is in name only.

Magic rituals only provide a ladder to avoid audits to review the portal's audits, reducing the workload of the key holder. When threatened, the portal can quickly activate the emergency blocking mechanism, temporarily close or impose sanctions on the ritualists who access the portal. Limiting.

Whisper Plaza, controlled by the eight largest chaebols, has a relatively unified set of logistics and crowd control standards.

In normal times, the logistics volume of a portal is about 2,000 to 10,000 tons per day, mainly including rare materials, magic items, etc. As a port that only serves regional trade, its logistics volume may be much lower than that of international ports. It is a trade hub port; the square's traffic volume is capable of accommodating about 800 people entering and exiting every day, including merchants, adventurers, and information exchangers.

As the Midwinter Festival approaches, coupled with the increasingly severe censorship environment and high-pressure policies in Hell's Kitchen, Whisper Square has also begun to enter a state of martial law.

The daily flow of goods is directly limited to 150 tons, and the flow of people is limited to 200 people. This new rule has been approved by almost all the speakers in the eight major families.

However, it is very intriguing whether the Gongfang family, which has suddenly changed its speaker, will abide by this new rule.

Buzz——

As night falls, subtle ripples appear at the [Phantom Door], as if the water surface is gently stirred by the wind.

This huge portal, normally silent, has become a busy intersection, a hub between the present world and this ancient plane. Thanks to the portal owner's exquisite control of EVE's particle interference device, modern technological products can pass through this door without any obstacles and enter the heart of the Whispering Square.

At this moment, several huge container trailers are slowly driving into the portal.

They towed two standard 20-foot containers, and their heavy tires left deep imprints on the ancient stone slabs.

Behind these trailers, a larger container truck was slowly driving towards the interior, breathing thick exhaust gas. Unlike the previous trucks, this truck was towing a separate 40-foot-long container, which was conspicuously marked with a red flammable and explosive warning sign, highlighting the potential danger of the goods contained therein. Danger.

Near the portal, the shapeshifter members of the Everchanging Workshop family were on high alert. Their eyes scanned every entering vehicle from time to time to ensure that everything was under control. In particular, the container truck carrying the flammable and explosive signs attracted their great attention.

Serena, as the family advisor, stood aside, with a hint of gloom in her eyes.

She glanced around from time to time, especially outside the protective net composed of imitation barriers and monitoring charms, where some stalkers from other families were unabashedly peeping at everything.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that other families would restrain themselves and not cause trouble on this supposedly peaceful night.

Recently, the tensions between the major families have been increasing day by day, and conflicts have occurred frequently for some bizarre reasons, making the atmosphere in the entire Whisper Square extremely tense.

Some troublemakers threatened to use the ancient pottery banishment method to banish the Everchanging Workshop family in the name of the gods when Midwinter comes.

This was not an angry word, but a message from other families. They could not tolerate the workshop families who might be at risk of rebellion, so they wanted to expel them from the square when Midwinter came.

Just as Serena was praying silently in her heart, an ominous sign suddenly came.

call--

She saw an eagle piercing the night sky, flying straight towards her, then quickly changing its shape in the air, turning into a human form and landing in front of her.

The shapeshifter had an eager look on his face, panting and ran to Serena, and nervously reported:

"Sorry, advisor, something happened near the workshop. The White Dragon Army, the Dark Elf Shadow Army of the Shadow Interweaver family, and the Ghost Wizard of the Phantom Traveler Hotel family are coming towards us with their troops. Our people have already had conflicts with them. There was a confrontation. They asked us to open the magic barrier on the door, claiming to check whether we complied with the new rules of the Whispering Square."

Serena's face darkened, and she understood that this was not just a simple inspection.

In this tense atmosphere, any small spark may start a fire.

She quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"Notify family members immediately and prepare for response. At the same time, activate the emergency consultation mechanism and try to have dialogue with the visiting parties. We must avoid unnecessary conflicts on the eve of midwinter."

"Do not open the barrier. We must not make any compromises now. Once other families see our weak attitude, they will only become more unscrupulous!" the family consultant said with a gloomy face.

"Yes!" The reporting shapeshifter nodded nervously, fully aware of the seriousness of the situation. Then, he quickly transformed into a goshawk again, fluttered his wings, and left this tense place to carry out the advisor's instructions.

The consultant led his troops towards the place where the conflict broke out in a hurry.

When family advisor Serena led many members of the Everchanging Workshop family to rush to the scene, her eyes instantly locked onto the situation ahead, and her heart sank. The scene was exactly what she was most worried about and what she least wanted to see - a potential conflict was quietly brewing.

Under the dim light of midwinter's eve, the north wing of Whispering Square became the stage for a tense confrontation.

The first and most eye-catching thing is the four majestic white dragons. They are like mythical beasts from ancient legends, standing quietly in the center of the field, each exuding an invincible momentum.

The size of these white dragons is daunting. Each white dragon is between 15 and 25 feet long. Its huge body casts long shadows in the night, and their wingspan reaches an astonishing 20 to 40 feet.

When these giant dragons spread their wings, they seem to be able to cover the sky. Every time they flap their wings, they bring up gusts of wind, making the surrounding air seem to tremble.

Erin Darkweaver, the leader of the Shadow Weaver family, stood not far away like a quiet shadow.

Her lavender skin looked even more mysterious under the dim light, and her long silver hair swayed gently in the wind, like the brightest star in the night sky.

Erin is tall and tall, standing like an undrawn sword. Although the troops around her are hidden in the darkness and difficult to be directly seen, her calm and confident posture and the aura exuding from her body cannot be underestimated. The scene makes people undoubtedly feel the existence of power behind her.

Finally, the Dimension Wanderer, the spectral sorcerer of the Phantom Traveler Inn family, stands with an almost palpable aura of silence and mystery.

Their figures were vaguely visible in the dim light, as if they were integrated with the surrounding air. Only the faint light flickering from time to time proved their existence.

The gentle light shrouding these wizards is as misty as mist, but it also contains unfathomable power.

Their eyes radiate the thaumaturgy of "Eye of Fear" from time to time. It is a kind of unsettling magic that shoots straight into the most vulnerable corners of the opponent's mind like an invisible arrow.

Even the bravest warrior may feel a tremor from the depths of his soul under this gaze.

This silent fear, like the chill blowing gently in the night wind, made everyone present involuntarily nervous.

Gulong~

Facing these three completely different forces in the Whispering Square, family advisor Serena's throat tightened unconsciously, and she swallowed her saliva with a rumbling sound.

Dragon Breath Alchemy Workshop, White Dragon Army.

The Shadow Interweaver family, the Dark Elf Shadow Guard.

Phantom Traveler Hotel Family, Dimension Wanderer.

She quickly ran through the information on the three opposing sides in her mind:

Dragon Breath Alchemy Workshop, and their awesome White Dragon Army. Not only does this family have an unrivaled position in the Whispering Square, but their relationship with these powerful white dragons is even more elusive. These dragons are not only the objects of their worship, but also the center of their lives. It is said that the dwarfs in this family spend almost all their income - up to 96% - on supporting these seemingly noble white dragons.

The Shadowweaver family, the dark elf shadow guard led by Erin Darkweaver is called the Shadowweaver force. They are the elite assassination and espionage team of the Shadowweaver family. They are trained specifically to move in the shadows, using the family's special magical fabric of invisibility and transformation. Not only do these fabrics make them almost completely invisible in the darkness of night, they can also change color and shape depending on the environment, and even mimic the appearance of a specific person.

They are the Dimension Rangers of the Phantom Traveler Hotel family. The family has cultivated a patrol team composed of ghost wizards. They can travel freely between different dimensions and monitor and patrol the security of the square 24 hours a day. This team can not only respond quickly to various emergencies, but also perform covert counter-reconnaissance and interference missions.

Standing on the eve of this potential conflict, Serena meditated on these three powers in her mind, trying to find the chance of the Workshop family's victory.

However, when her eyes unconsciously fell on the four majestic white dragons, the balance in her heart seemed to have tilted.

She knew in her heart that once the conflict broke out, these white dragons would be the most difficult opponents to deal with.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense. The White Dragon Army of the Alchemy Workshop, the Dark Elf Shadow Army of the Shadow Interweaver family, and the ghost wizards of the Phantom Traveler Hotel family had all assumed fighting stances, their cold gazes locked on the [Phantom Door] and Enter the members of the Everchanging Workshop family.

At this moment, dozens of workshop family members and warriors were standing, holding weapons in their hands and making war transformation gestures, ready to deal with possible conflicts at any time.

Tap tap tap tap——

Serena walked into the scene, her arrival immediately grabbing everyone's attention.

Her face did not show the slightest fear, but she raised her head, raised her chest, and said with her firm and powerful voice:

"I am Serena, the counselor of the Everchanging Workshop family. We have not broken any rules and will not open the door barrier without a good reason. I hope we can solve the problem through dialogue instead of meaningless confrontation and conflict. .”

As Serena finished speaking, the four white dragons in front seemed to feel some kind of hidden threat or a change in instructions. They began to lower their huge bodies and made a posture ready to spit out ice. Their unruly eyes shone with wild light, and a cold breath gradually emerged from their mouths, making the surrounding air seem to be condensed, and layers of cold mist gradually filled the air.

Upon seeing this, the nearby gnomes began to frantically comfort these restless white dragons. They held various tools and magic items in their hands to try to ease the tension of these giant dragons.

The dark elf of the Shadow Interweaver family stood aside, an imperceptible look of disgust flashing across her face.

Her eyes swept across the White Dragon Army and the busy dwarves in front of her with disdain, and her heart was filled with disdain for this alliance.

In the consensus of all races in all realms who follow the belief of the Golden Court, white dragons, especially those from the dragon god line, are generally considered to lack wisdom.

Unlike the white dragons that were slain during the Hundred Years Dragon Slaying War in France, the white dragons who follow the faith of the Golden Court are sometimes closer to pure beasts. Their pursuit of power far exceeds their yearning for wisdom or civilization.

White dragons are known for their preference for physical pleasure, and mating between them is more about temporary pleasure than the reproduction of the race or the union of emotions.

This pattern of behavior results in extreme neglect of their offspring, with few white dragons caring for their own eggs themselves.

In Dragon's Breath Alchemy Workshop, this task usually falls on the shoulders of the gnomes.

The gnomes are not only responsible for raising these dragon eggs, but also using special hatching techniques and physical enhancement methods in order to cultivate more powerful white dragons.

However, the side effect of this method is to make these white dragon armies more savage and animalistic. They show little intelligence commensurate with their huge bodies.

In Eileen's eyes, this kind of existence that relies on physical strength and ignores spiritual wisdom is a blasphemy against the noble race of dragons.

Even if they temporarily join forces for the same goal, it is difficult for her to completely hide this dissatisfaction and contempt. In the complex battlefield of Whispering Square, each character interprets his or her own beliefs and values ​​in his or her own way.

Their alliance was just to deal with the fourth sword-wielding man in heaven who was so ambitious that he wanted to rule everything he saw.

The alliance is not because of sympathy for each other, but simply to deal with a common enemy.