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When Grace Sarah said this, Link immediately felt that his chance had come. He organized his words and said, "Actually, I've always had an idea."
"What? Tell me." Grace Salle blinked her eyes, the crystals were shining, and there was a sweet smile on her face.
Link considered his language, and talked about the idea of spreading dragon power and building dragon warriors. When he said it, he still used the same statement as Elder Pei Dalong, considering the issue from the standpoint of the dragon tribe.
When he finished speaking, the smile on Grace Sarah's face faded. She didn't deny it, but she didn't say she agreed either. She just asked, "It's been passed down from generation to generation. There are always birth, old age, sickness and death. Although we have experienced many disasters, it has been so many years , Generally speaking, you are still alive and well, right?"
The human race occupies the essence of Ferroman Continent, and the number of people is also the largest, which is not bad. There is no problem with Grace Shar's statement, so Link nodded and admitted. However, he already has a feeling that he probably won't get it this time. I want it.
Grace Sa'er said again: "If dragon warriors are created, mortals will have more power, and it may become a disaster for other races. This may not be a good thing."
Link was startled when he heard this: "I was born in the human race, and I am most recognized by the human race. The high elves have always wanted to murder me secretly, the dwarves are probably also wary of me, the orcs also have different intentions, and the orc Emperor Wu is even more powerful. Now the mainland is more racial Lin Li, other clans have their own strong men to protect them, so what does that have to do with me?"
Grace Salle has always held the idea of dragon balance, but Link never agrees with this. What he thinks is that the strong will get stronger, and the matter of balance should be left to absolutely fair and inviolable existences like the laws of the plane. Arbitration is not enough.
At this moment, there was a clear divergence of thought between the two.
In fact, this disagreement has always existed, but it has always been ignored, but now that Link proposed this idea, the originally inconspicuous disagreement suddenly surfaced.
Grace Shar still tried to explain: "Link, you don't understand. Sometimes protecting yourself is not as strong as possible. For example, I, the Dragon Clan, have lived in Dragon Valley for generations and have never interfered in mortal affairs, so mortal affairs do not interfere. They will come to us, so our race can survive for thousands of years. The current situation of the human race is very good, and this is a balance that has been formed naturally for thousands of years. If you break this current balance, it is very likely that what you bring to the human race is not Blessing, but destruction."
"It's man-made. Whether it will be destroyed is also man-made. I am a member of the human race..."
"No, you are the Duke of the Dragon Clan!" Grace Salle raised her voice a little, and she said seriously: "Balance and seclusion are traditions that have been passed down by our family for thousands of years. These two points have been proven to be correct by time."
The atmosphere became more and more tense, and Link frowned: "What about the Rift? What about the Void Tyrant?"
"This is just a temporary disaster and it will pass. Aren't you here now?"
Speaking of this, Link felt that he couldn't go on. He and Grace Sarah had completely different ideas.
Grissaer hoped that he could be the Red Dragon Duke with peace of mind, but Link never had this idea. What he hoped was that he could build a prosperous human city, and then enhance the power of the human race, and even make the human race the overlord of the plane. And he himself, with the help of this powerful race, researched various resources and materials of magic for him, allowing him to study magic more easily.
All in all, it's a win-win situation.
As for the Dragon Clan, Link thinks they are too repressed and conformist, suitable for retirement, but not suitable for someone like him who pursues freedom and strength.
Speaking of this point, there is actually no need to continue. Both sides are legendary powerhouses with strong wills like steel and have their own views on the world. The only thing that can convince them is facts, and words are useless.
He finally said: "Your Majesty, do you disagree?"
Grace Sa'er's face paled, and she still wanted to save it: "Link, the duty of the dragon clan is to protect the plane, and you are already a legendary powerhouse... As for the mortal affairs, let the mortals decide for themselves."
Link immediately asked back: "Then why can the high elves be protected by legendary powerhouses? Why do the high elves have the World Tree? Why do the people of the high elves live in Dawn Isle for generations and not suffer from the disaster of war? Are the high elves more noble than the human race? "
"The High Elves follow the rules. Have you seen any wars that the High Elves have initiated?"
Link still shook his head: "Your Majesty, the times have already changed. There are cracks in the world, and the concentration of magic energy continues to increase. The future will be an era of legends. In such a great era, if you don't make progress, you will be eliminated. No exception!"
Now the world's mana concentration has increased by more than 50% compared to before, and there have been many level 9 powerhouses, and it is only one step away from becoming a legend.
At the same time, there are countless geniuses emerging in this era. The human race has Elette, Canoxiu, Princess Anne, Verola, and Fankenos. They are all extremely talented.
In the near future, it is not a lie that legends will emerge in large numbers, and this has already been verified in previous games.
"No, the legendary realm is not so easy to break through. You are too optimistic. This is not something that can be determined by the concentration of mana alone." Grace Shar shook her head repeatedly, she did not believe this.
For more than 2,000 years, she has seen too many strong dragons who have been stuck at the peak of level 9 all their lives, unable to make any progress, and they have never been able to comprehend the last level.
Past experience told her that the legendary barrier is very strong, and every breaker is a great genius who can only be born once in hundreds or even thousands of years. It is absolutely impossible for Link to say that a large-scale emergence of legendary powerhouses will happen.
Link couldn't convince her. After thinking for a while, he said, "Your Majesty, there's no point in our quarrel now. My idea is just to create a group of dragon warriors. Why don't you do an experiment?"
Grissa was silent, and after more than ten seconds, she finally shook her head: "No, I cannot agree to this! I am the queen of the Dragon Clan, and I must be responsible for the Dragon Clan! Dragon power is the cornerstone of our clan, and it must not be spread outside !"
As soon as these words were said, the entire alchemy room suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Both Link and Grace Salle are legendary powerhouses with strong wills like steel. The two were able to coexist harmoniously before because they shared a common goal, but now, there are differences in their thinking that cannot be merged.
This is not just as simple as whether Longli is rumored to be rumored, but a matter of choosing a different path.
If Link can't get dragon power, he will seek other powers that can strengthen the human race, and he will go further and further on his own path. Gracie Sarah sticks to the way of balance, and the distance between the two will become farther and farther.
The alchemy room was quiet for ten minutes.
In the end, Link took out a huge scroll, used the scribe technique, and wrote quickly. After half an hour, he finished the scroll, and then took out the time slice, two astral meteorites, and the stinger of the void centipede, all of which were handed over to the scroll. To Grissaer: "I have written all the design ideas of the space rift magic circle on it. If you bring it back to Dragon Valley, you should be able to create a magic circle."
Grisaer looked at all this, her eyes were lowered, and her voice was very soft: "Aren't you going back with me?"
Link nodded: "No, since I can't get dragon power, I have to find other powers that can make the race stronger."
He is only a level 11 legendary powerhouse now, and this power is far from enough to transcend the Ferroman plane, and the God of Destruction is still coveting this world, so he must continue to develop his power.
Grace Sarah was silent again. A few minutes later, she took Link's scroll and various materials. After putting it away, she still insisted on her opinion: "Link, you are walking a path of destruction now."
"But it may also be a road to glory." Link squinted and smiled.
"You like this are not qualified to use the body of a dragon." Grace Shar stroked the Dragon King's ring on her wrist, and a multicolored light ball emerged and floated on her hand.
"As the Dragon King, I must seal your dragon body... Of course, you can choose to resist now and let my seal fail."
Link shook his head: "It's not necessary. It's good to not have the body of the dragon, so that I won't get into trouble in the future, and I will be troubled by Dragon Valley."
While speaking, Link took out the black ring, which was the seal of the Dragon Duke.
Tears welled up in the crystal red eyes of Grace Sarah, and a series of crystal clear teardrops fell down. She tremblingly said: "You can run now, why don't you run? You are a space magician, and I can't catch up with you!" you."
"It's not necessary." Link shook his head, letting the multicolored ball of light sink into his body, he clearly heard a soft 'ding' sound from the dragon's heart in his body, and the dragon transformation technique in it was completely locked up.
His black dragon body bid farewell to him.
The dragon's body was sealed, and the seal of the Duke of the Dragon Clan was returned. Link bowed slightly to Sala Grace, turned around and strode away from the alchemy room.
Grace Sarah watched him leave, she was expecting that Link would suddenly turn around halfway and tell her that he had figured it out and wanted to go back to Dragon Valley with her.
But no, Link walked all the way, and after a while, there was a space fluctuation outside the castle, and at the same time there was a violent whistling sound of air, and he left without hesitation.
Grisaer felt her whole body go weak, she couldn't stand anymore, and fell to her knees, letting the tears flow from her eyes like broken pearls.
"Ancestor, am I wrong?" She asked herself, but there was no answer.
Outside the castle, Link ran all the way and flew away from the island at a very high speed. He didn't use any defensive magic, and let the strong wind wash over his body.
After flying like this for three hours, a thick layer of frost formed on the surface of Link's body, and the waves in his heart gradually calmed down.
He is the lord of Field, and Grace Shar is the queen of the Dragon Clan. They each have their own responsibilities and opinions. If one party accommodates the other, it will completely lose itself and live like a puppet.
And this is obviously impossible.
"Just let time tell."
Link flew for a while, and a continent appeared in front of him. After careful identification, this was already the coastline of the Dronga Kingdom in the south. Link adjusted his direction slightly and continued to fly towards Field.
After flying for more than half an hour and covering more than 700 kilometers, he arrived at Scorched Earth City, blessed himself with an invisibility technique, and then landed on the roof of the magic tower.
After feeling it for a while, he found that all the dragons in Scorched Earth Ridge were gone, and the queen had recalled them.
Link sighed slightly, today's situation was not completely beyond his expectations. That day in Dragon Valley, he was immediately exiled in a disguised form after showing the body of a black dragon, which actually foreshadowed today's situation.
I just didn't expect to come back so soon.
Walking to the edge of the rooftop, Link looked down at the entire Scorched Earth City.
I haven't seen it for a while, and the area of the city has expanded a lot, and the dirty and chaotic situation in the outer city has also improved a lot. There are people and cars on the streets, and there is even more smoke rising from many wooden houses.
It was dusk at this time, and the dim sunlight coated the whole city with a layer of bronze-colored brilliance, which gave this vibrant new city a sense of grandeur.
Today, he is a level 11 legendary powerhouse and the guardian of this city, but there are high elves in the east, God of Destruction in the north, Morpheus the shadow walker, and the orc Wudi on the golden plain in the west. Some unknown hidden powerhouses.
This is a great era in which all heroes rise together, and he is only a small step faster than other talented heroes.
'Sha'er, I'm sorry...my love, my best friend, everything about me is in this city, I must keep getting stronger, I must keep moving forward, otherwise no one will be sorry. '
With a long sigh, Link looked away, turned and walked into his magic tower.