Chapter 1083： At the turn of the times (2/2)

"Because Talrond needs help now," Gao Wen said solemnly, "and I plan to establish a long-running food committee and establish the basic order of mutual assistance within the alliance members-for this reason, I need more strong support, and Typhon is the most powerful voice in the south and east of the mainland."

"...Talrond needs help?" Rosetta felt more and more that this topic was flying in the direction of a legend, almost to the point where she could not understand it. "You said those legendary dragons? The dragon that destroys the human city-state alone? They came to the Continent of Loren for help?"

"This is a long story," Gawain sighed softly. "First of all, please don't regard them as despicable people who came to the human world for help after a crisis. What happened in Tarrond Anything you and I have ever experienced must be tragic, and all of this will start from a full 1.87 million years ago..."

Rosetta stood up in silence, picked up the red wine on the coffee table to pour Gao Wen personally, and then poured himself a glass-from the other's expression, he had already judged that this story might be very long.

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Betty came again to the room where the golden dome was placed. The dragon egg named "Enya" was still standing quietly on the grooved base, and the sun near noon shone brightly in and spilled all over the wall. And the ground also made the faint halo around the golden dome seem brighter-a very peaceful and peaceful atmosphere lingered in the room, making the maid who was in a good mood even more happy.

"Good morning! Ms. Enya!" Betty hurriedly walked to the golden dome, politely bent over, and happily greeted, "Ah, are you reading the newspaper?"

She saw a newspaper floating in the air in front of the golden dome. The well-printed paper was shining slightly in the sun. Some invisible force held it up and made it float at a forty-five degree angle. The dome was "in front of", and at this moment the newspaper was just turned over, and the paper made a pleasant sound when it was turned in the air.

"Good morning, Betty," a gentle voice came from the dome, "Yes, I am reading the newspaper-the one you hurriedly delivered in the morning."

"Ah, I was a little busy in the morning and didn't have a good chat with you..." Betty scratched her hair a little embarrassedly, and then looked at Enya and the newspaper floating in the air with bright eyes, "How about you? Do you find the things in the newspaper interesting?"

"Very interesting-and very useful," Enya said with a smile, "I can learn about what is happening in your country, how many of you think and think about the world... and I can’t remember how many years I haven’t seen such a primitive medium. There is a sense of vitality in these primitive prints. I like this feeling."

Betty thought for a while, and couldn’t help but said, “You always say something that sounds very profound... I don’t feel a little understanding.”

"Ah, is it... sorry, I have always been used to this way of speaking," Enya said apologetically, "It is very difficult for me to express my emotions frankly and accurately. In this process, it is even more difficult for me to consider the ability of the listener to accept it, and I will pay attention later."

Betty quickly waved her hand when she heard it: “You don’t have to apologize so much. I was so slow to understand things. I am used to it! And I know that you are happy now—I will be happy too!

The voice inside the eggshell was quiet, and then a little curious: "Betty, you always seem to be happy."

"Yes," Betty laughed, shining brightly in the sun, "because good things always happen."

"Does something good always happen... That's great," Enya seemed to be touched, but soon she seemed to put aside something, and her voice became lighter, "You can tell me more about this What about this city? Your story seems to be more interesting than what is written in the newspaper."

"Of course!" Betty nodded happily, but before "telling the story", she first took out a soft white cloth from her side, and then said as she walked to the dome, "but I will wipe it for you first. Wipe the eggshell-I can wipe it again and say it~"

Enya's tone was a bit weird for a moment: "...Actually, I don't think you can wipe it, but if you think it's interesting, then wipe it."

Soon, the "squeak" sound of the soft cloth wiping the eggshell echoed in the room, and with the wiping sound, Betty also began to enthusiastically tell Enya about everything about Cecil City— —In her eyes, the city has experienced everything that happened from nothing.

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At the same time, in the deepest space of the rebellious fortress, located in the "courtyard" of the shadow world, the giant deer in white, holy brilliance, Amoen is lying quietly composed of broken boulders, huge metal beams, and crystal fragments On the ground.

This holy creature as huge as a hill is now opening its eyes, and those crystal-like eyes filled with white light are staring straight at something placed not far in front of him-it is a large The magic net terminal device has a precision base made of alloy inlaid with high-quality projection crystal, and the crystal is filled with dim gleam.

This device has not been activated, and not far away from the device, you can see the magic obelisk used to enhance and forward the signal, the additional magic net power matrix, and other magic items with different functions.

Not far from the giant deer Ammon, there is a huge shadow. It is a beautiful lady who is as tall as a bell tower and composed of illusory magical clouds on her lower body. This lady is squatting on the side at the moment, she sees I looked at the large magic net terminal that hadn't been activated, then looked at the giant deer that was motionless, and finally couldn't help but say: "Need help?"

"No," the former **** of nature immediately refused, "I can."

"You have been operating indiscriminately for a long time-actually you only need to start it..."

"No, I can!"