"She will get better." Alec said slowly after a brief inspection, "That's how the dragonborn is. As long as there is still breath, the body will one day recover."
"Do you want to take her away?" Xia Fan asked.
"No, just stay on your ship until she recovers." He shook his head. "You are willing to take great risks to save her. This is enough to prove that the Eastern Envoy is worthy of the church's trust."
Having said this, Alek hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "I have another question... My subordinates reported that when you returned to the ship, you relied on a pair of special dragon wings... I didn't know about this... "
Xia Fan had long expected that the other party would ask this question. He generously extended his wings again and half-opened them in the cabin. Even so, the huge wings completely filled the room. "You are referring to this ?"
Alec's eyes widened.
Apparently he had been skeptical until he saw it with his own eyes.
"You... became a Dragonborn?"
"I'm not sure." Xia Fan thought for a moment and decided to be vague, "But I do master some unusual transformation techniques."
In fact, he can not only grow wings on his back.
Climbing the Dragon Tower showed him information beyond his imagination.
By accessing and reorganizing the genetic code in the body, it can produce countless changes. Unfortunately, the tower did not give out the results of all combinations, or rather... The more than a thousand combinations he currently knows, such as scales, hair, flesh wings, bones, etc., are just a drop in the bucket of the total. But even using these materials, he can combine enough tricks, such as the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, or hanging wings on himself is a piece of cake.
Some things that sound very scary, such as super-sensory nerves, light cone crystal membranes and other combinations, require a huge amount of Qi to be synthesized. In his current situation, it is not yet possible to verify their effects. As for the next level up, the secondary structure built on these materials is completely unknown, and the energy consumed is astronomical.
If all the combinations were listed in a table, it would undoubtedly be a large flat-topped pyramid stacked with countless small pyramids. The materials on the lower levels are more basic, and the combinations on the upper levels are more complex. Macroscopic structures such as wings are already located in the middle and upper layers of the pyramid. However, although the position is high, it only occupies a combined route. Together with the tail, horns and four legs on the same layer, it can almost reach the top of the pyramid. , spelling out the appearance of a dragon.
From a tabular perspective, the Dragonborn is just a square on the flat top.
Thinking about it this way, the stone tower half-hidden in the sand dunes at that time was somewhat similar to this evolutionary combination picture.
Xia Fan didn't think that every Qi-sensing person who completed the Dragon Climbing Challenge would receive such a huge amount of information. Otherwise, the church should have known the inside story of Climbing the Dragon Tower.
As for why the tower poured information into his mind, this is another puzzling question.
Considering that it would be difficult for the other party to digest these contents even if they were spoken out, Xia Fan simply conveyed them in one sentence.
Alec pondered for a moment and suddenly let out a deep and obscure voice.
Seeing that Xia Fan didn't respond for a long time, he had no choice but to ask, "Can you understand?"
"What is this? Dragon language?"
"It's dragon language, and it's also a magical spell." Alec said with a little embarrassment, "Generally speaking, dragonborn can understand it more or less."
Xia Fan shook his head.
He had already put all his effort into learning Xiji language, so how could he find the time to master a niche language that was rarely used.
"How could this happen..." Alec was puzzled, "You are obviously from the east, but you have passed the dragon climbing test; you have not become a dragonborn, but you can grow such wings..."
"Is there anything wrong with these wings?" Xia Fan put them back behind his back - being able to fly is convenient, but having to make a hole in his clothes every time is really a headache.
"Have you really never heard of the rumors about the ancestor Dragon God?"
"Uh... what is that?"
"Legend has it that he is the first dragon descendant in history, and also the first strong man to pass the road to climb the dragon." Alec cleared his throat and simply explained, "Descriptions of the Dragon God can be found in history books and among the people. There are many theories, but in general, after the transformation, he was huge, almost as big as a hill, and his appearance was different from ours. Whether it was brute strength or magical ability, he was a first-class existence. Originally, I As a teacher of the research sect, I don’t really believe these rumors. Take magic as an example. Today’s magic procedures and materials have been greatly improved, and the power is far more powerful than hundreds of years ago. I can see your appearance... "
"So you suspect that I have obtained the inheritance of the ancestor Dragon God?" Give me such a reminder, and I have never seen the face of the Dragon God."
In fact, he just assembled the wings according to his own memory and preferences.
Aleck also let out a sigh of relief. It could be seen that if a visitor from a foreign land really became the ancestral dragon god, they would probably have a headache.
Seeing that Taksis was alive and having his doubts cleared, the red priest's tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He staggered twice and seemed to be on the verge of falling down. Xia Fan quickly folded his wings and supported him with one hand, "You have to rest."
"No... I'm just a little tired. I'll be able to recover after sitting for a while." Alec slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. Even though he always valued etiquette, he couldn't care too much about appearance at this moment. "You If you have any questions you want to know, just ask me.”
Xia Fan called a sailor and asked him to prepare a pot of refreshing hot tea. Then he sat down opposite Alec and said, "What's the situation in the cathedral now? What you said before almost ended up being the same as the Pope's. What does the end of it mean?"
"It was a nightmare..."
Alec muttered.
As the light in the upper city grew darker, Pella IV, who had been standing in front of the cathedral, also resumed his actions—or in other words, it was no longer the pope, but an evil demon with a legendary body. At that time, the vast majority of the believers who escaped the control of the gods were members of the Tribunal. They did not forget their duties even in the most critical moments. They woke up the people in chaos and organized everyone to evacuate the Holy See area.
After discovering that His Majesty had transformed into a demon, the Tribunal did not take a step back. They swarmed forward and fought bravely against the enemy as they had done in the past. But in just the blink of an eye, with a single wave of the demon's hand, the heads of more than a dozen dragonborn were separated, and scarlet blood suddenly splashed all over the steps of the vestibule.