The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

She was certain that it was world consciousness!

But now, the world's consciousness seems to have completely lost its vitality. It is left with only instinctive counterattacks. Every moment, giant dragons generated from this battlefield of corpses and blood launch attacks against it, but soon those giant dragons are easily torn apart by it.

Blood and flesh piled up endlessly, covering the earth layer upon layer. Within this land, newborn dragons sprang up like mushrooms after rain, seemingly unleashing their boundless fury upon the world. Dragon roars and dragon blood became the dominant theme of this world.

As for the world, it had ceased to think... Olivia could sense that the world's consciousness had become an empty shell, seemingly completely soaked in dragon blood, now only capable of instinctive retaliation.

If this instinctive reaction disappears, endless dragons will swarm and tear it apart...

Having seen this, she understood the dragon clan's purpose!

That is, to steal the power of the world!

No, it can't be called stealing the world's consciousness. They are like the most insane and reckless madmen, using endless life and numbers to launch a self-destructive attack on the world like ants killing an elephant. Every dragon is fighting with all its might, just to launch even the slightest, insignificant attack on the world before it dies.

Even if it's just a single drop of their blood splashed onto the world's consciousness, it would be worth dying for them.

This is no longer stealing the world's power, it's outright robbery!

If that's true, then on this battlefield unknown to anyone, the dragons and the world's consciousness have been locked in a tug-of-war for over three thousand years. This protracted war and rituals have completely shaped the dragon history of this world.

Now, they are almost successful. The world's consciousness is no longer maintained, only instinctive counterattacks remain. In fact, the dragons seem to have sounded the horn of victory, and they are attacking the world with their bodies even more vigorously.

Olivia felt a chill run down her spine. They were too late. If her guess was right, then it was too late!

The dragons have already seized most of the world's power. What they are going to deal with is no longer just an extraordinary race, but half of the world's consciousness!

In particular, they are fighting against half the world's consciousness on their own soil.

The next moment, the scene before her eyes gradually disappeared, and she seemed to return to that bronze hall, surrounded by the other two royal chosen ones who had entered with her, as well as the "Tyrannosaurus God".

"Aaaaaah, hum ah ah!" One of the royal chosen ones went mad, no one knew what he had seen. At this moment, he was desperately tearing at his face, tearing off his scales bit by bit. His entire face seemed to be torn apart. He fled outside in a panic, like a madman.

The other one wasn't much better off; his entire dragon had its back arched, and his body no longer maintained a human form but resembled a spiny dragon in an emergency.

Finally, Tyrannosaurus God looked at her and smiled.

"You've seen it all, the destiny of the dragon race." The Tyrannosaurus God seemed quite pleased with her calm reaction.

Even now, she should be considered the only Royal Selection player to have completed the promotion matches.

Olivia opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to ask, or even whether she had given herself away...

Although she was confident in her shapeshifting abilities, the sight of the battlefield littered with the remains of countless dragons made her doubt herself.

The only thing they could rely on was another layer of insurance: a Noble Phantasm called the "Faceless Mask" given to them by their juniors.

She looked up and saw the murals in the bronze hall. These paintings were actually the illusions she had just seen, depicting the long battle between the dragon and the world's consciousness.

Tyrannosaurus God simply turned his back and said, "You see, this is the real 'Tyrannosaurus God.' The final destination of every previous Dragon God is this battlefield."

He looked at the mural, as if he already knew his fate: "After you succeed me, I will join this battlefield and fight the enemy in endless cycles of reincarnation until my will is completely crushed into dust, becoming the purest 'dragon soul' that knows nothing but fighting. This is our destiny."

"This is the fate of us outcasts."

Tyrannosaurus God spoke calmly. He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the darkness of the entire bronze hall seemed to be illuminated by his burning pupils. His eyes seemed to be flowing with lava as he looked down at the world, scanning this hellish battlefield.

His face was as cold as ice, yet he exuded an aura of supreme authority. Power and strength mingled within him. Olivia saw a portion of the world's authority emanating from this "Tyrannosaurus God"...

She now understood that the so-called Tyrannosaurus God was not just a dragon, but an aggregate of all the "Dragon Kings" from generation to generation since more than three thousand years ago, and the entire land covered with corpses and dragon blood.

"Time is running out, for both of us," said the Tyrannosaurus God, his pupils seeming to ignite.

In Olivia's perception, the Tyrannosaurus God before her, who was definitely above level 5, was as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

But at this moment, what riddles are you, Dragon King, still spouting?

Chapter 227 The Dragon Clan are actually descendants of dinosaurs...

"Is your mortality rate high?" Xue Dinglu asked a beast-eared girl who came to him for treatment.

Her head seemed to have lion-like ears, but now her pupils no longer held the lion's presence, only a numb, ugly expression.

“It’s very high…” she said numbly. “I know many people’s children, and they all died. Many died right after birth, and many couldn’t survive the corruption of fel energy and died young…”

"And some are polluted so quickly that they don't even have time to conceive. There are probably more than half of them like that..." she said casually, as if stating a number.

She lifted her clothes, revealing her simply wrapped side breast, and the black, throbbing, twisted tumor that started from the left side of her breast and extended down to her shoulder and forearm.

"Does that mean most people don't even live to be parents...?" Xue Dinglu fell silent upon hearing this estimated figure, which was similar to the one given by Obsidian.

In this world, no more than 40% of people live to adulthood.

“Yes, this is a world of suffering.” She seemed to be taking some kind of numbing drug to numb her senses. “The sorrow of the earth, the twisted cities, this endless, inescapable cycle of fate…”

The woman's breast trembled beneath the simple drape, as if she were trying her best to hide her sorrow.

Xue Law: "..."

He's not a psychologist; he can't treat this kind of thing.

As is customary, he took a look and found that the woman's entire arm was actually necrotic. In fact, she was not in control of the arm at the moment, but rather the consciousness of the tumor was in control.

Every time she thought she was raising her arm, she was actually sending nerve signals to the tumor, which then carried out the command after confirming the signal.

Amputation is the only option...

However, Xue had seen this situation many times before. He immediately began surgery, amputated the limb, and then completed the materialization of the soul.

She lost an arm, and then Xue said, "Try using this strength."

A glimmer of light seemed to reappear in her numb pupils. The next moment, a mosasaur's head grew from the severed arm, its long, pointed beak seemingly made for catching squid.

At this moment, Xue Dinglu had only one thought in his mind: this lion-like woman seemed to have been blessed with the power of a "soft body killer," and as long as she raised her hand, she could easily snatch any squid.

"Doctor, this..." She was stunned. The long-standing pain and numbness seemed to disappear at this moment. Even though she had lost a hand, she seemed to feel this vibrant life again.

"Rest more recently, use this ability less, eat more bread and drink more water, go to bed early and get up early and exercise more, and you will recover quickly. Okay, next..." However, Xue Dinglu was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

The woman, like a lion, seemed to radiate light in her eyes: "Doctor, I've witnessed too much sacrifice along my journey, but I think... there are still many people walking in the dark wilderness, filled with confusion and hesitation. I want to guide more lives in this suffering world..."

"Next!" Xue Dinglu called out to the outside with a blank expression.

The lion-like woman left, glancing back every few steps. Even in his consciousness, the old Demon Emperor began to grumble, "Are the people in this world really that educated? Everyone can spout such philosophical and eloquent words… It's just that their language is a bit too abstract. Everyone's like a 'philosopher,' and after listening to so many of them, I could translate their words…"

"Actually, what that woman meant was that she wanted to sleep with you, and wanted children, not just one, but many children. She wanted to be a mother..." The old Demon Emperor translated the woman's meaning, then continued to criticize.

"This is the 17th woman today to hint that she wants to be a mother..."

Xue Law: "..."

You, this AI translator, should just go on strike. He'd rather listen to those nonsensical riddles full of strange philosophies than be bothered by you like this...

"What a wonderful group of people..." Suddenly, the old Demon Emperor's tone changed. He seemed to be looking through the door at the heavy snow outside the window. "In such a suffering world, these people still love life so much. They desperately want to live, and they want their descendants to live..."

"But that's reality... Without your treatment, that woman probably wouldn't even be qualified to be a mother... The damage from the tumor and radiation would have caused her to miscarry early in her pregnancy due to radiation sickness..."

"Even so, they are doing their best to survive. The people of this world are worthy of respect..." the old Demon Emperor sighed.

Xue Law: "..."

"Have you become like the natives of this world, spouting repetitive and nagging nonsense after listening to too many nonsensical things? What kind of nonsense are you stirring up now, Demon Emperor? Speak like a human being. I'm too lazy to use my limited brain to understand your difficult riddles." Xue Dinglu retorted directly and without any politeness.

This idiot demon emperor must have listened to too much nagging today, making him even more nagging than before.

The old Demon Emperor's face twitched. His newly formed sentimental mood and melancholy were interrupted by Xue Dinglu. After a long while, he slowly said, "Actually, I want to say that it would be great if these people became my subjects. Then I would even feel that my plan for peace could be implemented."

"Look, it's just a matter of one sentence. That nagging old woman just now rambled on for hundreds of words." Xue Dinglu really couldn't stand the way people spoke in this world.

They talk about "suffering" and "life" all the time, as if they're philosophers spouting some meaningless nonsense. After a couple of sentences, they start talking about the happiness of life and why birds yearn for freedom...

are you crazy!

Xue's values ​​were completely different from those of the people here. He always felt that the people here were too abstract, so abstract that even now, looking at Xiaolongniang, who was playing a baguette-eating game with Baiya, he felt so fresh and refined.

At least Little Dragon Girl doesn't say anything nagging or nonsensical, and she's very simple-minded; all she wants to do is eat, eat, eat, eat—food is more important than anything else.

If the old Demon Emperor were to become such a nagging master, Xue Lude would even have the urge to open a portal and kick him back. He was afraid that after returning to his own world, he himself would also become a nagging king, which would be terrible.

Just as Xue Daolu was complaining, a girl carrying a rabbit doll walked in. One of her eyes was covered by an eyepatch, and Xue Daolu knew...

There are even people with tumors growing on one eye; they're truly courting death.

"Lie flat and expose the contaminated area," Xue Dinglu said directly.

"Doctor, do you understand the meaning of life...? What is the purpose of human suffering? For each of us who personally strives to survive on this earth, what is the meaning of our existence?"

Xue Law: "..."

呱？

Damn, your near-perfect 5th-tier power is enough to kill tumors without regret. With my purest realm, I will annihilate your nonsensical tumor in a minute. Damn, destructive fist!

……

At the end of the day's diagnosis, Xue's Law had collected enough data, but also heard countless words that sounded like mental pollution.

Just like now, the old demon emperor within him is beginning to contemplate the meaning of life, the meaning of civilization, and the meaning of existence...

He was clearly ill, almost certainly ill, driven mad by the torment of this suffering world...

Bah! What nagging nonsense! How did I end up being influenced by this absurd stuff?

He began to summarize the 27 people who had undergone surgery that day.

Among them are 4 theropods from the Tyrannosauridae family, 4 ceratopsians, 5 ankylosaurs, 2 pterosaurs, 2 marine reptiles, and 10 giant sauropods.

At this point, he could finally conclude that the dragons of this world were related to Earth; otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence. He didn't believe in coincidences; a species similar to dinosaurs had suddenly appeared in this world.

If most intelligent races in the universe are evolving towards the concept of a supreme ruler, then the mainstream of the dragon race should be "dragon people." Although his current statistics have a small sample size, they are enough to illustrate this point...

The mainstream of the dragon race is actually dinosaurs!

Although they seem to have undergone a long period of evolution in appearance, they can now be classified as "subsaurus" and are no different from giant dragons, especially the two pterosaurs.

At the time, Xue's law almost classified them as belonging to the Giganotosaur family.

However, despite the large number of species, all tumors in the subsauridae and giant sauropodae families are not fundamentally different in molecular genetic structure; they can be considered to be homologous.

He then recalled what the World Consciousness had once said: if the dinosaurs on Blue Star had not gone extinct, Blue Star would now be a world of giant dragons, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the Dragon Star.

So, how can the dragons of this world be related to the dinosaurs of Earth?

This is what puzzles him most right now, and he is equally puzzled as to why every piece of land in this world is covered with single-celled organisms contaminated by dragon blood.

In fact, these beastmen with tumors are also creatures contaminated by dragon blood.

In this sense, it's understandable that they constantly refer to the "land of suffering," since living there means they can't escape the pollution of dragon blood.

But there is one exception in this world.

"Woo-wah! Awooo!" At this moment, the little dragon girl, pretending to be fierce and breathing on the bread knight, was like a completely different scene in this world, out of place with it.

Although she is a pure-blooded dragon, she no longer has the characteristics of other dragons; instead, she seems like a completely new life.

“Little Dragon, you’re actually a member of the Dragon Clan… This is the first time I’ve ever seen this legendary race.” The white crow beside her seemed to be getting to know the little dragon girl better, and the two played together.

"Eeya!" Little Dragon Girl put her hands on her hips, looking quite pleased with herself.

"But I've heard that dragons all seem to have horns. Have your horns not grown yet?" Bai Ya's next question left the little dragon girl dumbfounded.

She quickly fell into thought, and the next moment, small horns slowly grew from the top of her head. Then she came to Xue Dinglu, happily pointing to the top of her head: "Daddy...Daddy..."

Xue Law: "..."

Wait, what are you stirring up?

Chapter 228 The Old Demon Emperor's Ambition

Xue Luding grabbed the little dragon girl by the scruff of her neck and brought her in front of him. There were horns and scales on the scruff of her neck, as if they were separate parts that the dragon mother could easily lift or drag.

Xue Dinglu simply placed her in front of him and asked, "What did you just say?"

"papa..."

"Who taught you?" Little Dragon Girl seemed to take a few seconds to understand Xue Lude's meaning, then pointed to the white crow not far away, and then pointed to her own head, roughly meaning that she taught her.

Xue Law: "..."

Well, that's normal. For most living things, "mama" is the easiest syllable to pronounce, followed by "papa," which corresponds to mother and father in most languages. This is common in most languages.

So it's like Xiaolongniang simply changed her way of addressing herself from "Mom" to "Dad," which was probably taught to her by Baiya.

"Can you really control your little horns? Can they grow a little longer?" Xue Dinglu gestured with her little horns, trying to make the eight-month-old baby understand.