The young dragon is about to break its shell.

Tiberia was shocked.

Although as a colored dragon that is used to being alone, it does not care much about the inheritance of the giant dragon.

But transporting the dragon eggs and ensuring the birth of the young dragon was a task given to it by the old guy on Dragon Island. Even if it didn't care much, it was relieved to see that its mission was about to be completed.

Oh, no...

Not finished yet.

It seems that the contractual partners of these young dragons are also needed from the elves.

Thinking of this, Tiberia suddenly stood up.

Its eyes swept towards the elves who continued to gather at the square as the dragon egg moved, and a trace of disdain flashed in its eyes.

To be honest, it wasn't that it deliberately looked down on the other party.

But these elves are really too weak.

Not only weak, but also chaotic, not only chaotic, but also without a proud heart...

Tiberia was also observing these long-eared people during these days when she stayed in Fei Lengcui.

It had heard of elves before, and it was said that this was a beautiful, elegant, friendly and arrogant race with strong self-esteem.

Perhaps metal dragons prefer such races, but as color dragons, Tiberia is not very interested.

For colored dragons, the race that can gain their recognition must be strong enough and fierce enough.

However, although he was not interested, at least the elf's self-esteem that was as good as a giant dragon made the Red Dragon look at the other party a little from the bottom of his heart.

However, after coming to Fei Lengcui, Tiberia found that it was not like that at all...

It's okay if you're weak.

Judging from the aesthetics of humanoids, elves can indeed be called beautiful. Unfortunately, in Tiberia's eyes, these elves have beautiful skins, but their inner self is as ugly as dirty goblins...

There is no standing appearance, there is no sitting appearance.

More importantly, these elves are completely different from the legendary ones, and they have no dignity of their own at all!

In order to get a trace of saliva and to get a piece of its own scales, these elves can face almost any ridicule of their own with a smile and are willing to do anything for themselves.

Perhaps such behavior is very suitable as a servant, but from the perspective of a contract partner, Tiberia feels that signing a contract with such an existence is simply an insult to the dragon.

Only those who respect themselves will be respected by others.

A race that can even abandon dignity at will will never be recognized by the dragon.

Of course, except for Miss Zero, who is a beautiful, powerful, arrogant and mysterious strong man.

Tiberia thought.

"Hmm? Are you going to break your shell? I wonder which lucky chosen people will be attracted to by the little guys this time."

Looking at the dragon eggs that were constantly spreading with cracks, the black dragon Meirell murmured to himself with some excitement.

And when he heard it, a trace of contempt flashed in Tiberia's eyes:

"Myriel, it seems that you guy has been completely assimilated by these humble ants."

After saying that, it looked at the excited players around it again, showing mockery:

"I don't know what the old guys think, but they are willing to sign a contract with the noble dragon... I think they can only serve as servants of the noble dragon at most!"

"Weak? No dignity? Tsk..."

When he heard Tiberia's words, Meiriel smacked his lips as if he had heard a funny joke.

"What? Am I wrong?"

Tiberia frowned and said.

"No, of course not, you don't know these Elves' Chosen."

Myriel kept shaking his head.

After speaking, it looked at the red dragon again, smiling:

"Red Dragon, before you came here from Dragon Island, you have never learned about what happened on the mainland recently, right?"

"What happened on the continent? Isn't it just that magic power is revived, and some ancient existences have appeared one after another?"

Tiberia was a little confused.

And after hearing it, Myriel shook his head:

"It seems you really haven't learned much about what happened in the Elf Forest."

After saying that, it looked at the players around it and sighed:

"If you know them, you realize how terrifying they are, and if you deal with them in depth, you realize how proud they are."

"Weak? Hey! Don't think that what you see is all. Most of the chosen ones staying here are just rookies who have just arrived and guys who don't like to fight. In their words, Fei Lengcui is a novice village for doing life tasks! Not to mention, the power of individuals is not their horror at all!"

"No dignity? Oh... If the chosen ones have no dignity, if the chosen ones are not proud enough, then in my opinion, there will be no more arrogant and crazier guys in this world..."

Proud? Crazy?

After hearing Myriel's words, Tiberia was confused.

Its eyes swept over the elves who even fought for their saliva, without any limit, and were willing to do anything, frowning deeper...

Where does such a guy get his dignity?

And while the two giant dragons talked, the five dragon eggs finally broke their shells.

Five cute little guys slowly poked their heads out.

One black dragon, one blue dragon, and three green dragons.

However, at the moment of breaking the shell, a misty light descended on the five-headed young dragons.

Then... the five little guys were wrapped in a strange force and hid in the light...

"Well...? This feeling is... spiritual space?"

Feeling the fluctuations coming from the direction of the young dragon, Myriel's eyes lit up.

Spiritual space?

Tiberia was slightly stunned.

It also sensed the fluctuations on the dragon egg, which was a kind of ethereal and heavy spiritual fluctuations, and similar fluctuations have not been encountered in the past few days.

Occasionally, it will see such fluctuations on the humble ants.

Similar fluctuations usually appear on elves above the plural at the same time. When such fluctuations occur on their bodies, they often stand still in place until their mental fluctuations completely disappear and will return to normal...

Myriel seemed to know quite well about this. He glanced at Tiberia, who was confused and laughed at her proudly:

"Hey, don't you even know the spiritual space? Is this a knowledgeable dragon?"

Due to the reasons of racial inheritance and lifespan, whether metal dragons or color dragons, giant dragons are often knowledgeable wise men...

For an adult red dragon with a lifespan of at least 500 years, this is indeed a mockery.

"Hmph, I certainly know what spiritual space is that the guy who was stolen by the elves!"

Tiberia said with a grin.

Spiritual space is a special space created by some powerful beings who use their spiritual power to influence reality. They can pull the souls of other weak beings into it, and are often used in spiritual magic.

But after saying that, the red dragon Tiberia looked in the direction of the young dragon again.

Its expression was a bit solemn.

It can feel a power like a sea from that kind of spiritual fluctuation.

That terrifying power seemed to carry the ability to destroy the world, and even made it produce a fear derived from instinct...

What kind of spiritual world is this... shaped by existence?

Could it be...

It turned its head and looked at the Temple of Life, which had been almost repaired on one side of the square, and its eyes gradually became serious.

"That's right, it's the great world...ah, the spiritual world created by Eve's crown!"

Myriel coughed dryly and said proudly.

really……

Tiberia suddenly realized.

The only spiritual space that can bring it such a strong sense of threat is the only one that comes from the hands of the true god.

"Tsk, it seems that this time, we have to decide the contractor in the virtual space. I was thinking about how so many candidates would choose. It turns out that Eve had an idea."

Myriel murmured.

After saying that, it looked at Tiberia again, with a little provocation in its eyes:
To be continued...