Chapter 232 Mysterious Gray Fog

"What!!!??"

Zhuo Er took a few steps back, his eyes wide open with shock and disbelief.

It took Zhuo Er several seconds to slowly calm down his doubts.

But this scene, in Jiang Bai's eyes, showed a different meaning.

It can be seen that this man covered in gray mist should have a very high prestige and status in the Creation Continent.

Otherwise, after hearing this explanation that sounds so ridiculous, Zhuo Er, the queen of the Celestial Dragons, would not have the slightest doubt about this sentence even if her worldview was shattered.

It is enough to prove this person's status and prestige.

"Then..."

Zhuo Er, who was confused, seemed a little nervous, "What should I do then?"

"Marry Boya and become the new queen of the Celestial Dragons."

"Why?"

Zhuo Er asked.

"It stands to reason that I shouldn't be the one to tell you this news."

The gray mist standing in front of Zhuo Er rolled.

"But the previous generation of the Dragon Lord died too unexpectedly, and there are some things he didn't have time to tell you."

"In the blood of the Dragons, every 100,000 years, there will be two descendants whose blood is closest to the true dragon blood. These two people are fixed, one man and one woman. These two people are also called the Sons of the Asian Dragon."

"Let me ask you, who is the strongest Dragon Lord of the previous generation?"

The light in Zhuoer's eyes flowed, and then he slowly said a name.

"Botnis, that was the Dragon Lord 100,000 years ago."

"Yes."

Gray Mist nodded and continued, "This is a fixed rule. Every 100,000 years, the Sons of the Asian Dragon will lead the Dragons to glory. This is what your ancestors said."

"But there is another meaning. It has always been passed down by word of mouth by the Dragon Lords of all generations before they died. Obviously, Xia didn't tell you before he died."

"What!?"

Zhuoer took a step forward, and his expression became nervous.

"Compared to finding the True Dragon Clan, the glory of the Celestial Dragons is not worth mentioning. This may be the last hope that the True Dragon Clan gives to the Creation Continent. That is, the children born by the two strongest Celestial Dragons in history have a very low chance of giving birth to a drop of True Dragon blood! This is the opportunity for the Celestial Dragons to truly prosper!"

"What!?"

Zhoer was struck by lightning when he heard this, and he took a few steps back. The shock on his face was even greater than before.

"You mean..."

"That's right."

Gray Mist interrupted Zhuoer directly, "So from the moment you were born, your fate and Boya's fate have been arranged. No matter who it is, you two can't be separated, because you are carrying the hope of the Celestial Dragons and the hope of the Creation Continent."

"Then..."

Zhoer's eyes were shining, "Then why didn't the previous Asian Dragon's son have it?"

"Hehe."

When he said this, Gray Mist's emotions obviously fluctuated.

"No, I said, it's just a very low probability, or it can be understood as an extremely slim hope, but no matter what, as long as the Tianlong people are still there, as long as the son of the Asian dragon is still there, this rule must be followed, this is fate!!!"

After the gray fog finished speaking, Zhuo Er stopped talking.

She lowered her head and her expression was complicated. Obviously, thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind in this moment.

After a long time, Zhuo Er suddenly raised her head.

"What about the previous son of the Asian dragon? Except for the one who became the Lord of the Tianlong, why have I never heard of the remaining son of the Asian dragon?"

"Do you know what conditions are needed to give birth to this slim hope?"

Gray fog asked back.

"I don't know."

Zhuo Er shook his head sincerely.

"It is necessary to sacrifice the soul and blood of a son of the Asian dragon."

"Do you understand now?"

...

At this point, the picture began to shatter and rotate.

Jiang Bai, who was listening intently, suddenly reacted and his face was full of shock.

"Fuck!"

"Is this possible?"

"Are the Celestial Dragons so awesome?"

"Is this how the plot goes?"

"It seems that Boralus is not as simple as it seems."

"And the real dragons this guy talked about, are they true?"

"Is the catastrophe that the Creation Continent will encounter the invasion of alien demons?"

"Where are the real dragons?"

"It can't be that they were destroyed by a nuclear bomb, right?"

For a while, many question marks appeared in Jiang Bai's mind. After listening to this conversation, he not only did not feel that his doubts were solved, but became more and more confused.

But one thing is certain.

"It turns out that little Tilias is not the child of the master, but the child of the Celestial Dragon named Boya."

"And from this point of view, little Tilias is also an important person, so is she pregnant with the blood of the real dragon?"

Continue to read on.

The scene turned, and it was hundreds of years later.

At this time, the Creation Continent was filled with smoke, and the alien demons invaded every corner of the Creation Continent.

Jiang Bai knew this plot.

Little Tilias was controlled by the Mind Whipper Vigus, and the mad drow was heading to Mogushan alone to find Vigus to save his daughter.

This memory was in Mogushan, but the picture was always blurry.

It was so blurry that Jiang Bai couldn't even see Vigus sitting on the pure white throne clearly. All he could hear was the extremely coquettish laughter of this woman.

In order to save Tilias, Zhuoer agreed to almost all of Vigus's requests. She completely let go of her mental defense in front of Vigus.

This also led to Vigus successfully invading Zhuoer's brain and controlling Zhuoer.

When the picture became clearer, Zhuoer's eyes had turned scarlet.

"No, why is this memory so blurry? And it's intermittent and fake."

Jiang Bai kept staring at the pure white throne of Mogushan, but Vigus had disappeared at this time.

As Zhuoer turned into a demon, the memory picture began to break and rotate again.

The next few pictures were all fragmented and flashed by, and Jiang Bai could also see the general idea.

It turned out that Vigus controlled Zhuoer, and the real purpose was not to use the fighting power of the Tianlong people.

But to do experiments.

Jiang Bai didn't know what the specific experiment was, but Jiang Bai saw a huge blood pool, countless hanging Tianlong corpses, some complex devices, and little Tilias suspended above the blood pool from those broken pictures.

Although he didn't know what these guys were doing, Jiang Bai was sure that it was not a good thing.

From beginning to end, Zhuo Er was always present in these pictures and the scenes of these experiments.

But at this time, Zhuo Er's eyes no longer had any emotions, but were cold and numb, staring at everything in front of him.

And from time to time, Vigus's charming laughter came.

Until the memory fragment flashed to the last picture.

Everything was normal, but an unexpected person appeared in the picture who should not have appeared here.

"Fuck! Gray fog!?"

Seeing the gray fog at the edge of the picture, Jiang Bai couldn't help but shout out.