The troll scholar Laconia has been raised by Luke in the City of Raging Storms. Even though he can already systematically learn the Golden Language, the funding for Laconia has not decreased but has continued to increase.

Laconia is a master of ancient languages, and he became a six-star hero simply by studying ancient languages, which shows how talented he is in this field.

Now there is a tyrant who knows the languages ​​of five ancient civilizations, and Qingkong can communicate with the World Tree. Laconia may be able to compile the World Tree language based on this.

As for how to proceed, we need to return to Raging Waves City to discuss a plan with Laconia.

After hearing that Qingkong could communicate with the World Tree regardless of distance on a moonlit night, the Tyrant fell into thought for a while.

He extended his hand again, chanting along with different syllables.

Golden, white, fiery red, colorful, and fluorescent gray, five different colors of energy rose on his five fingers one after another.

“The Golden Compass of the Shining Gold Civilization, the Bright Sculpture of the Angel Civilization, the Crimson Flame Torch of the Purgatory Civilization, the Rainbow Arch of the Dragon Civilization, and the Fluorescent Star Cluster of the Shadow Civilization correspond to five different mysterious energies, which are also divine powers.

Authority, justice, destruction, magic, and darkness.

At first, we thought that the power represented by the World Tree was life. Now it seems that the connection between the World Tree and the moon is so deep that perhaps our previous judgment was wrong, or perhaps the resurrection of the World Tree caused its power attributes to change under the influence of the moon. "

The tyrant was talking to himself, and soon he reacted and explained to Qingkong: "The ancient language system is the interpretation of the source of world energy by the artifact. The divine power attribute of the artifact is the basis of the entire language system, that is, divinity. Only by determining the divinity can the language be written...

I mean, you should understand?"

The tyrant's introduction gave Qingkong a deeper understanding of the artifacts. The magic released by the five ancient languages ​​did have very distinct characteristics. For example, the Shining Gold Language that he had mastered at a preliminary level, once used, would be a golden sword and golden armor, with supreme authority.

So this is the divinity of the artifact!

So what is the divinity of the World Tree?

Even the World Tree itself doesn't know, and Qingkong can't confirm it.

"It's generally understandable..." Qingkong replied, "But how to determine the divinity of the World Tree can only be explored after we return to Raging Waves City.

I also want to ask you a question about the dragon race."

"Dragon clan?" The tyrant felt that Qingkong's new topic was a bit too big a jump.

"Do you know an ancient dragon named Banat?"

"Banat?" The tyrant repeated the name, then shook his head: "This shouldn't be the real name of the ancient dragons. Their names are so long that even they don't want to pronounce them."

Banat was a pseudonym as expected by the clear sky.

"Since we are going to cooperate in the research of the World Tree, we must reach a certain level of trust. Your name and the fact that you were defeated by the Sword of Oath were both told to me by Banat. It is so familiar with you, you should know it too."

The tyrant drank the wine in his cup and recalled the ancient dragons he knew: "My battle with the Sword of Oath took place in the later period of that war, and there were not many dragons left in the dragon tribe at that time.

Banat... can you describe it to me? Perhaps I can remember which dragon it is."

Qingkong said: "Banaat is now sealed in an egg, and the outside is full of seals made of shining golden language. I am trying to remove the seal, and it has achieved some results."

"Did you betray the Shining Gold Civilization because you stole Banat's dragon soul?"

The Tyrant always believed that Qingkong came from the Shining Gold civilization, so he used "you guys".

Dragon Soul!

Finally, there has been progress in our understanding of Banat.

Qingkong said: "We stole the dragon soul of Banat, but it kept many secrets from us. Now it is passing on its legacy... I have studied some information about the dragon clan, but I have not found any records related to its ongoing legacy.

Did you know?

"Of course I know. In ancient wars, demons and dragons were close comrades-in-arms." The tyrant lay comfortably on the sofa, seeming to reminisce about his past war life, but he did not forget to explain to Qingkong: "Since Banat has degenerated into a dragon soul, it means that its body has been destroyed, and the dragon soul was captured and sealed by the ancient shining gold man.

What it calls inheritance is passing on its power to a young dragon, and being reborn in another way."

Qingkong thought about what Banat was doing to Taotie, and asked the tyrant nervously: "Does inheritance mean taking over the body of a young dragon?"

“No, no, no…” The tyrant smiled and denied: “The inheritance of the ancient dragon clan is different from what you imagined. Do you know why the names of the ancient dragon clan are so long? Because every time the young dragon inherits, it obtains the knowledge and power passed down from generation to generation of dragon souls. Every name on that long true name is an ancient dragon that once existed.

Not all dragons have the ability to pass on their dragon souls. Each dragon soul passed down is extremely valuable to the dragon race. Unfortunately, the ancient wars caused many dragon souls to lose their inheritance..."

After listening to the tyrant's explanation, Qingkong finally felt relieved about Taotie's condition.

As the dragon soul inheritance progresses, Taotie's power is constantly increasing, and its dragon power is also greatly enhanced. Now its momentum has the feeling of the original red dragon Niercologne. I wonder what it will become after it completes the inheritance.

Looking forward to it!

The tyrant then said, "The dragon on the back of Meteorite's hand must be the young dragon chosen by Banat for inheritance."

"This...can you tell?"

"It's just a guess. But it's not a pure-blooded dragon, and it has recognized a human as its master. I can't understand why a noble dragon soul would choose such a young dragon as its heir. Maybe it has its own ideas, or maybe there is something special about the dragon on the meteorite."

Qingkong didn't want to talk much about Taotie. She didn't know what Taotie should be considered now. It had long since left the Swinburne Barry snake form and was too much affected by its original body.

“As for the Dragon Soul Banat, let Meteorite handle it.

Now that we have finished discussing our business, I will go back... We can discuss the rest when we return to Raging Waves City."

The Tyrant looked out the window and said to Qingkong, "Chiyan has finished singing. He should know you are here. Do you want to meet him?"

Qingkong originally wanted to leave, but the temperature in the room suddenly rose.

Qingkong smiled helplessly and said, "When dealing with you demons, it's more effective to use your hands than your mouth..."

After saying that, Qingkong activated the Ice Crystal Eye, and the rising temperature in the room was immediately suppressed by the freezing aura.

The tyrant held the wine glass, and the glass first frosted over, and then the wine inside crystallized.

Chi Yan, who was hiding in the dark, was unwilling to lose to Qingkong. He not only used his own power to raise the temperature in the room, but also extracted heat energy from hell.

The temperature in the room rose again.

The crystallized wine in the Tyrant's Cup melted, and then heat rose from the surface of the wine, and the air in the room refracted light due to the temperature difference.

More steam rose from all over the room.

However, the cold wave came down again and the steam was frozen into white frost mist before it could even fly up.

At this moment, Qingkong activated the Ice Dance Garden, and the elemental fusion reactor heart continued to output high-power magic energy. She chanted a spell, channeling the cold of winter on the surface of the earth, and the snow and wind fell into the room.

The snowflakes were melted by the high temperature and then refrozen into ice.

The wine in the tyrant's glass was freezing and smoking.

After competing for a while, the Tyrant couldn't help but said, "Chiyan, just admit defeat. You have already used all your strength, and Miss Qingkong still has some strength left. She just doesn't want to affect the people outside. Miss Qingkong's magic power, whether in terms of total amount or quality, is beyond your reach."

I wanted to lower the high temperature again, so Clear Sky cancelled the magic and the temperature in the room returned to normal.

The devil Chiyan appeared in the room. He looked at Qingkong with a very strange look: "You don't look strong, why do you have such strong magic power?"

"If it's true that strength can be seen, there will be a lot less fighting in this world." Qingkong stood up and said to Chiyan, "Spirit Qingkong, I'm sorry to come and visit you!"

"This is a bar, and everyone is welcome. Please take a seat, Miss Qingkong! I admire you very much, and your legendary experience is my favorite story to hear. I want to write a song based on your deeds, and you must tell me your story today."

"OK!"

Today is the Winter Hunting Festival. Qingkong is not in a hurry to go back, so he stays here to drink and chat with the two demons.

…

At this time, Luke was taking Dale and Mina to play on the glacier outside the winter capital.

There are many people on the glacier. The citizens of Dongdu set up tents on the frozen river to block the wind and snow, and then chisel ice to catch fish inside the tents.

Luke and his friends rented a reindeer sleigh loaded with supplies that Mina had purchased for the Winter Hunting Festival.

After finding an open space, the three got off the sled and set up the tent together.

This was definitely a fun thing for Princess Dale that she had never done before. She curiously asked about the function of each object, and then actively hammered nails and tied ropes. She wanted to do the steps by herself even though she could use magic to quickly complete them, even if the tent was crooked.

Her body was covered with snow and ice, her hands and face were red from the cold, but her face was full of genuine joy. Her giggles infected the people around her, some of them brought her freshly caught fish, and some brought her homemade sausages.

Dale shared the ice squirrels with a group of children, who chased each other on the ice and soon forgot about setting up the tent.

Luke took over the reconstruction of the crooked tent. Mina skillfully set up a stove, poured alcohol on it, lit it, and then grilled food.

"Sir, Miss Molixiang must be of very noble origin, right?"

Luke tightened the ropes and casually answered Mina: "Why do you think so?"

Mina looked at Dale playing with the children and said, "Feeling! Young ladies from wealthy families look very different from girls from common families even when they wear our common people's clothes.

Miss Jasmine has noble upbringing and dignified manners. Her hands are so white and delicate, like works of art; her hair is like silk; she is like... like a princess in a fairy tale. "

"She is the princess."

"Ah!" Mina was so surprised that she almost knocked over the fish on the grill: "Sir, Miss Molixiang is, is she a princess?"

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding." Luke said with a smile, "There is only one princess in Winter City now, Princess Dale of the Golden Shield Empire. The two countries are at war now, how could Princess Dale run away from Winter City Magic Steam Academy at will?"

Mina breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at her own thoughts.

“Yes, even I know that Princess Dale will not come out of the Winter Capital Magic Steam Academy.

I have heard people who know Princess Dale say that she is very beautiful, and she is totally different from the description of Princess Dale in the newspapers. I used to think that the princess of the Golden Shield Empire was fat and stupid, and she whipped her servants all day long.

As Luke listened to Mina introducing the princess she knew before, he couldn't help but look at Dale who was playing.

"What others tell you may not be true. The world is big. If you have the opportunity, you must go out more and expand your horizons."

Mina couldn't help but yearn for the life Luke described, but she said regretfully: "I am just a miner's child. I have new clothes to wear because of your employment. When you leave, I will go back underground. That's where my life is."

At this time, Dale ran back panting. Seeing that Luke had already set up the tent, she said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I forgot to set up the tent when I was playing. Is there anything I can do?"

I can make holes.”

Dai'er took out her magic wand and tried it on the ice.

"Okay, I'll leave the digging to you. Come inside the tent..." Luke called Mina into the tent again: "This is our first time fishing on a glacier. You have to tell Jasmine how to dig a hole in the ice. Otherwise, if she melts the entire block of ice, we will all fall into the icy water."

"Okay, sir." Mina quickly turned the grilled fish over, sprinkled a layer of spices on it, and then went into the tent.

Dai'er sat on a blanket on the ice. The magic wand in her hand had already gathered magic power and was ready to release fire magic at any time.

Mina looked at Dale's magic wand with envy, and then drew a circle on the exposed ice: "Just melt a hole this big. The fish in the water are very hungry. Put the hook down, and they will bite without even baiting it."

"Okay, watch me."

Dale stretched out her magic wand and placed the tip of the flame on the center of the circle. Then a layer of red flames spread and covered the entire circle, fully demonstrating Dale's excellent magic control.

As the fire ring burned, the ice in the ring melted quickly, and soon a hole appeared on the surface of the water. The rising water temperature attracted the fish under the water, and they were tumbling in the ice hole, as if to say, "Come and catch me!"

Luke gave Dale a fishing rod and taught her how to fish with it.

Mina went outside the tent to continue grilling the fish, and soon the rich aroma permeated into the tent.