Soul of Burning Steel

Of course, Joshua knew the black gender. As a warrior, how could he not know whether the mount under him was male or female? Although he never felt that such a good spirit could come from a mare, it was the truth, God knows what happened.

But the most important question is whether the black after the awakening of the blood has gender.

In Mycroft Continent, the bisexual ecology of male and female, male and female is not a universal truth. This kind of thing is a strange and rare phenomenon. There are countless life forms and races that can reproduce, split, and multiply by themselves. Even in the world of Mycroft, the legendary primordial elves and earth dwarves in ancient times had no gender. Yes, one of them comes from the falling leaves of the Tianyuan Sacred Tree, and the other comes from the sparks splashed out of the molten core of the earth. These powerful creatures with long and long lives have no need for offspring, so they don't need to mate and reproduce.

Of course, such myths and legends are not necessarily correct. After all, elves and dwarves live in this world now, and they have historical records of their ancestors. Some exaggerated legends are easy to falsify, but these inheritances have been passed down for a long time The information also proves some things from the side.

That is, in ancient times, some extremely powerful creatures had no sex and did not need to reproduce.

For example, Gu Long.

Reproduction is for the better continuation of one's own life, offspring are equivalent to a part of oneself, mating, breeding and cultivating offspring is equal to self-continuation, and it is also the instinct of all life.

But for an ultimate life form like Gu Long, it's different.

Because they are powerful, they don't need society and relationships, they don't need to reproduce, they can live well by wandering alone, because they can live forever by themselves, so offspring are also unnecessary, their power is so terrifying that Mere existence can leave a deep imprint on the world - even race.

Yes, it is race.

The little snake by the sea has evolved into a sea dragon that commands thunder, and the lizard in the mountains has turned into an overlord soaring in the sky. On the earth, in the sky, and under the deep sea, countless originally weak creatures have gained the ability to wander between the heavens and the earth. The gift of the oldest and most powerful creature, it got rid of the natural shackles of its own life. While being infected by their breath, it gradually moved closer to the nearly perfect life form of the "prototype".

Although there are ancient dragons that have gender and leave their bloodlines through reproduction, the black dragon is not one of them. Most of its bloodlines are similar to the demonized creatures infected by the abyss. The breath infects other organisms that are passed on.

Therefore, the ancient dragon is the prototype of all monsters, and the bloodline of any monsters, climbing upwards, will eventually return to the original origin.

Hei was very lucky, what he awakened was the power of the longest and most powerful bloodline that spread to ancient times, but this power is undoubtedly changing its form.

But Joshua didn't think about these complicated things. In fact, his idea was very simple.

"If there is a gender."

The soldier stood at the window, frowned and pondered: "Isn't it possible to breed and artificially create the blood of the black dragon?"

He nodded slightly, then took a notebook from the table casually, took the quill from Rin who quickly handed over the pen, and quickly wrote a note on it, muttering to himself: "It's worth trying , next time ask Hei if he is willing."

At the same time, in the lava pool in the depths of the Great Ajax Volcano, Hei, who was absorbing heat and fire elements to his heart's content, suddenly froze. It felt that it was locked by a great malice, and the whole dragon was not good. For this reason, it shook its body, floated up quickly, and turned its head back and forth vigilantly to observe its surroundings, wanting to see if there were any powerful monsters around it that could wander in the lava pool.

But nothing was found. In the huge underground cavity, there was only a black rock passage made by Joshua's walking, and a faint blue hole suspended in mid-air. At the other end of the hole, a faint light could be vaguely seen, with grass and trees. A fresh breath came from it, completely incompatible with the lava pool.

After a while, after some doubts that the feeling just now might be an illusion, Hei slowly sank down and sank his body into the magma again. The core of its chest shone with a strange halo, circulating like the sun. Average color.

Although it hasn't awakened any bloodline memory, Hei knows that the current environment is very suitable for it. As long as it continues to absorb the surrounding energy to nourish itself all the time, it won't be long before it can go further.

Joshua, who was in the main city of Moldavia, temporarily gave up the nonsensical idea of ​​artificially refining the blood of a black dragon after deep thinking. If the blood of an ancient dragon could be obtained so easily, ancient dragons would have been flying all over the world long ago. , those are powerful monsters born with a fusion of soul and power. Their "inherited blood" is not only the body, but also the sublimation of the soul. It is also impossible to awaken this kind of power by eroding and purifying back and forth.

After obliterating the plan I came up with a few minutes ago, Joshua has now finished dealing with the mysterious area at the bottom of the Great Ajax Volcano, and Joshua can be regarded as free, and then he can make good preparations to go to the imperial capital to participate in the extermination It's the orc's celebration feast.

Although the banquet is boring, it is also his responsibility as a lord and an obligation as a nobleman, and this kind of banquet can also be regarded as an opportunity for communication on the bright side provided by the empire. You know, without communication, he has no way to communicate with other people. Once the territory reached a trade agreement, the development of the territory would also slow down. Joshua needed to make a lot of preparations for this.

For example, a well-fitting dress.

Warriors have a lot of powerful armor, especially the old dwarf has completed most of the special magic armor. Although only half of it is manufactured now, it can be seen how strong and powerful it is in its entirety, but this kind of thing It cannot be worn at a palace banquet, no matter how handsome it is, Joshua has now asked Verdani to contact several master tailors from a century-old shop through the relationship of the Countess, and asked them to come and make it for him. A well-fitting dress.

Sitting at the desk, he sent magic text messages to the other lords of the four Northern Territories, informing them that the threat at the bottom of the volcano had been resolved. As for the follow-up detailed report—except for those related to the time-space gate—when it will be sent in a few days, Joshua found that someone was contacting him through the communication circle.

Today, there are only a few people who will take the initiative to contact him, Brandon, the Royal Association of Mages, His Holiness the Pope, Verdani... But there is only one person who is so idle at this time.

After turning on the communication circle, Joshua rubbed his chin. He sat on the side of the desk and said to the other side curiously: "Master Nostradamus, it's so late, why don't you ask me for the trivial matters of the academy?" Want to chat?"

On the other side of the communication circle, Nostradamus' tired projection appeared.

The white-haired old mage was in the principal's office of the College of Winterhold, wearing a suitable blue-black robe. He looked like a powerful and mysterious mage, but this feeling was caused by the other party's constant rubbing of his temples. After hearing Joshua's voice and seeing his projection, Nostradamus showed a weak smile: "It's so good to be young after returning from the volcano, Joshua."

"You are not bad, master."

Joshua ignored the tired face of the other party, and said directly and briefly: "It seems that you don't have the energy to talk too much, let's talk about the business directly."

"you're right."

The old mage seemed deeply convinced, he sighed, and then said succinctly: "Two days later, I am going to leave for the imperial capital, do you want to go there with me?"

"Direct teleportation." He added another sentence, and for demonstration, a faint blue time-space fluctuation appeared in the hands of the old mage.

For this matter?

After thinking for a while, Joshua felt that Nostradamus's opinion was good. The soldier was very happy that the other party remembered him at this time, and was even a little moved, so he simply refused: "No, master, thank you opinion, but no need.”

He said slowly, "I have other plans."