Chapter 1069： Gods gift (1/2)

There was a strange silence in the hall.

The outer shell of the metal box has been completely opened under the action of the mechanical device, and the contents contained within it appear before everyone's eyes. In Gawain's mind, "This little Pony must be amusing me" followed the appearance of the pale golden sphere. But nothing else, he can be sure of at least one thing: this thing is really a dragon egg...

The dragons, the dragons that survived the great collapse of Tarrond, sent envoys to establish diplomatic relations across the northern ice ocean and mountains after the heavy damage. They took so much effort to send themselves a dragon egg.

It is common sense that if Melita's head was not broken in the previous war, she probably wouldn't be joking with herself about the source of the egg.

After two full minutes of silence, Gawain finally broke the silence: "...The goddess you mentioned, is Enya?"

Melita's expression was a little complicated, and she said softly with a sigh, "Yes-the sanctuary has locked Tarrond's god, Enya... Now I can directly call his name."

"Then what does this egg mean?" For the first time, Gao Wen felt that his head was a little insufficient. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. It took a lot of effort to keep his tone calm. "Why do your gods Leave a last wish for you to give me this egg? No, more importantly-why is there such an egg?"

As soon as Gawain’s voice fell, Amber suddenly showed a weird look on the side. The half-elf turned his head and looked straight at Gawain’s face. His face was full of words. The look-she is undoubtedly brewing a bold statement of about 800 words, but the basic sense of crisis and survival awareness are still working, making those bold statements temporarily hold in her stomach.

No kidding, Amber is still very confident in her own strength. She knows that whenever she comes up with that bold idea in her mind, Gawain can pick up the onion and shoot herself to the ceiling—this is what she is. Is experienced.

But not everyone has such a sense of crisis as Amber - Rebecca, who is standing by and studying the dragon egg attentively, suddenly turned her head and said casually: "My ancestor! Didn't you say you and that Has Dragon God talked a few times? Could it be that time that he accidentally stayed..."

Just halfway through the silly roe deer's words, Heidi raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder. The conditioned reflex that grew up from childhood took effect instantly, Rebecca's whole body was obviously excited, and the rest of the words I swallowed it all back...

Gawain glanced at Rebecca silently, then at Hetty, whose face had turned dark, with a gentle smile on his face: "Forget it, there are outsiders present now."

Rebecca: "..."

Melita stood aside, curiously watching the scene in front of her, watching the interaction between Gawain and her family-this feeling was very strange, because she had never imagined that she looked so serious and held up like Gawain. A lot of people with aura can have such a relaxed and fun atmosphere when they get along with their families in private. On the other hand, as a "professional employee" customized by a biochemical company, she has never experienced a similar family. What is life like.

In the long years of the past, synergists, work schedules and the Omega system arranged almost all of her life. She never felt that there was anything wrong with it, but at a certain moment now, she actually felt a little bit ……envy.

But soon, she got rid of this weird emotion, and shook her head: "Ahem, I don't actually want to disturb you, but I still have to explain this dragon egg clearly.

"First of all, I actually don’t know exactly how this dragon egg... was produced. Even our leader hasn’t figured it out yet. I can only confirm that it is a relic after our gods left. The mechanism is not clear.

"Secondly, when the **** left Yu Ling to entrust the dragon egg to you, he also left some words. These messages are of great significance. I hope you listen carefully."

Seeing an exceptionally serious expression on Melita's face, Gawain instantly realized that this matter was not trivial. He quickly concentrated his attention and looked at each other's eyes seriously: "What message?"

Melita cleared her throat, and said solemnly: "The first:'God' as a natural phenomenon, in essence will never die..."

She was repeating the words that Calador told her before leaving, without falling off a word, and clearly, and as the listening party, Gawain’s expression changed from the moment he heard the first content. After this, his tight face never relaxed for a moment. It was only two seconds after Merita had finished speaking that his eyes rolled, and then his gaze fell on the pale golden dragon egg. ——The latter is still standing quietly on the pedestal at the bottom of the metal box, emitting a constant dim light, without any response to the surrounding eyes, as if it is sealed with infinite secrets.

At this moment, Gao Wen couldn't help but think of the first thing he just heard: God, as a natural phenomenon, will never die in essence...

The dragon **** is nominally the patron saint of the dragon race, but in essence it is also a collection of various symbolic deities. The dragon as a mortal race has feared all natural phenomena since its birth-flame, frost, thunder and lightning, life, death , And even nature itself...All of this is gathered in the dragon god, and as the dragon successfully breaks through the shackles of adulthood, these "awe" will also disappear, then the dragon **** as a kind of "aggregate"... Will he eventually disintegrate into the most primitive symbolic concepts and return to the "deep sea", or will he leave some residue due to the gathering of human nature?

"The necessary element of the third story..." Gawain murmured softly, his eyes never leaving the dragon egg. He suddenly became a little curious and looked at Merita on the side, "This necessary element refers to this egg. , Or those four concluding conclusions?"

"We don't know... God's will is always vague, but it may also be our limited ability to understand," Melita shook her head, "Perhaps both? After all, we still don't know enough about the gods. In this respect, you seem to have some special talent, and you can easily understand many metaphors about gods."