Chapter 142 Chapter 142 Don’t bully Zao Zao’s great grandfather…

The dragon clan's realm became even darker under the heavy rain.

The whole sky looked like a monster with bared fangs and claws, its mouth wide open, trying to swallow everything around it.

Chu Zao took Chao Huangmu walking around.

Holding a mechanical umbrella in his hand.

Mental power can block the rain.

But in such a dangerous place, every bit of mental energy you can save counts.

God knows where the so-called "God" is watching them.

Chao Huangmu was carried on Chu Zao's back - using a small white backpack that was slung across the body.

Speaking of this small white backpack, the reason why Chu Zao brought this small bag was before he came to the Fallen Star System. He was thinking that after the practical training project was over, he would go to other polluted planets with his father to collect relevant samples.

Unexpectedly, Chao Huangmu, who had turned into a little black dragon, could fit perfectly inside, and the buckle could even hold his tail.

He couldn't run away, of course, and Chao Huangmu didn't think about running at this moment.

The little black dragon tilted his head back with his chin resting on the edge of the bag.

He has not spoken since he was brought back and looks like a doll.

It was not until Chu Zao circled around, flew up, and looked into the distance that Chao Huangmu tried to find some sense of his own existence.

He opened his mouth and let out a low cry.

Chu Zao looked down at him.

Little Chuzao blinked his eyes. He couldn't help but be more tolerant of Chao Huangmu because he looked just like his own ghost bear. He didn't hit him on the head anymore.

Chao Huangmu looked up at Chu Zao and his tail was raised.

There’s no need to do this, right?

What's this?

Imprisonment play?

But this kind of roar seems too lackluster.

Be louder and express your protest.

In fact, even the orthodox Soul Clan rarely sees the original form. For them, the transformed mental power is the strongest form of attack. This form is actually very weak, which is completely different from the Crown Clan.

So he thought about it for a while.

Before Chu Zao could say anything, he heard a very clear and loud voice: "Woof!"

Chu Zao:......

Chao Huangmu:......

“You just…?”

Chu Zao asked again uncertainly, looking at Huang Mu.

That doesn't have to be the case.

Chao Huangmu opened his eyes wide, stretched out his paws to cover his mouth, and a little panic could be seen on the little dragon's face.

But the next second, Chao Huangmu suddenly felt something was wrong. He crawled out from the small bag that Chu Zao was carrying, spread his wings behind him, and flapped twice. Suddenly, the little black dragon turned into a human. Chao Huangmu was tall to begin with, and he almost knocked the innocent automatic mechanical umbrella out.

Chao Huangmu stared at Chu Zao, and after thinking for a long time, he finally decided to use the expression he was most familiar with. The boy showed a bright smile and looked at Chu Zao.

"What are you looking for?"

The person is still the same person, and the feeling is still the same feeling.

But the brain is not right.

Chu Zao was also looking at Chao Huangmu. The heavy rain outside was hitting the umbrella above his head, making a rustling sound.

The moment Chao Huangmu transformed back, Chu Zao reached out, grabbed Chao Huangmu's wrist, and brought Chao Huangmu down.

Hearing Chao Huangmu ask this, Chu Zao looked up at him.

The little face looked very peaceful.

"Didn't you hear it before? You were there when it was said, right?"

Now not only is there a problem with your brain, but there is also a problem with your ears, right?

Chao Huangmu's brilliant smile froze a little, and was choked by Chu Zao.

Tortured by the headache, Chao Huangmu indeed didn't hear much.

After landing, Chu Zao hooked his finger at him.

"Bow your head."

Why did he bow his head?

Even if he needed a partner, he wouldn't be so obedient.

Chao Huangmu thought about it while lowering his head until Chu Zao's hands were running through his black hair to check the condition of his head. By the way, he arrested Chao Huangmu again. It was really not Chu Zao's intention to do this. This guy always looked like he was going to run away.

It was not until he heard a slight clicking sound that Chao Huangmu suddenly reacted.

The top of his head was stroked very gently. Chu Zao did not fly, but stood on tiptoe, his honey-colored eyes full of seriousness. He was very close, and could smell not only the fragrance, but also the moist and soft scent on his body.

He slowly opened his eyes towards Huang Mu.

There was a loud noise behind me - I didn't know if it was thunder or something else.

Chu Zao let go for a second and turned to look behind him.

At that moment, Chao Huangmu thought of countless thoughts in his head. Both of them stood under the umbrella, feeling damp.

He was at a loss.

When Chu Zao looked over again, he saw Chao Huangmu take out the gem from his pocket, look at it twice, put it back, then take it out again, look at it twice, and put it back.

The black dragon's spiritual power behind him didn't seem to know what to do or where to look, and there were many small, seemingly inexplicable movements.

The black spiritual dragon didn't even look at him. He caught a fish from the creek next to him, and then, while Chu Zao was full of questions, he suddenly reacted and threw the fish away.

Xiaoyu: ??? Daddy!

He looked at Huang Mu, then turned away, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say and was at a loss.

That kind of helplessness is quite cute.

Chu Zao thought.

But the most important thing is - there was a loud thunder behind us.

Is that thunder?

Chu Zao made a judgment in his mind and asked Chao Huangmu a question.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I—I—"

Chao Huangmu suddenly started to take out gems from his pocket.

Then he pushed them into Chu Zao's arms one by one.

Like a wet, pitch-black little black dragon, he pushed all the gems to the person he liked.

"That's all—"

But because of the previous attack and the headache that was still going on until this moment, Chao Huangmu didn't have many gems, so he was a little embarrassed to show them off. His bright and handsome face looked a little melancholy.

“But there will be more later.”

He looked up again and smiled again - now was not the time for him to mutter about finding a partner to compete with him for the gem.

"I'll give it all to you. Can you be my partner? I'll treat you well."

Chu Zao:......

What?

"It's strange. I don't remember it, but——"

Partner, wanting a partner, my brain is boiling, I want a partner madly.

Chao Huangmu was still talking.

"Kiss, touch, or even go further. Of course, if you don't let me kiss your face or mouth, I can kiss other places—"

It's so terrible.

Chao Huangmu thought, although he kept telling himself not to be manipulated so easily and not to let him see through it so easily, but at this moment he actually felt that kneeling down and kissing his feet was also exciting.

He must be ill—

Chao Huangmu hadn't finished his thought yet, when he saw Chu Zao's cheeks suddenly turn slightly red, he suddenly reached out and covered Chao Huangmu's mouth.

"W-what?"

What is going on?

Little Chuzao opened his eyes wide -

Thinking in my mind——

I see.

So that's how it is—

But is this considered puppy love?

No, it doesn’t seem to be the case, because to be precise, the Crown Clan would be considered an adult around the time of their coming-of-age ceremony, and his coming-of-age ceremony would be just one or two days later.

But——Chu Zao looked at Huang Mu.

Will Brother Mu be beaten to death by his father?

Chu Zao blinked and thought about the question seriously, but was unable to reply for a moment.

The next moment, he suddenly pulled his hand back, looked at Chao Huangmu in horror, and then looked at the palm of his hand.

Being licked.

Chao Huangmu spoke more and more smoothly, licking the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

But looking at Chu Zao's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "It smelled so good, I couldn't help it--"

He came closer with a bright smile, and the ease he had just shown disappeared. He was like a large animal that had made a mistake and was eager to be forgiven. After all, his head was aching so badly that it was difficult for him to spare a little energy to think. "Or you can hit me, just like before. Wouldn't it be harder to beat you this way?"

As he spoke to Huang Mu, he also looked at the mental power behind him.

"How about I change back?"

After all, taking a step further requires consent and approval, whether it is a kiss or more intimate actions.

He had just ignored that - what a jerk he was.

but--

"Towards Huang Mu," Chu Zao looked at him, seriously and calmly, and asked this question with the demeanor of a future king, "Are you a pervert?"

Chao Huangmu looked at Chu Zao who was looking at him so calmly, without disgust or rejection, but just pure doubt - he still raised his hand.

After a few seconds, Chu Zao spoke a little louder this time.

"Why are you blushing?"

Because of this blushing, Chao Huangmu looks more like a pervert!

However, before Chu Zao could speak again, there was another loud noise.

A few flashes of lightning flashed across the sky and thunder rolled in the clouds, but this time Chu Zao was sure that this was not an ordinary thunderstorm.

Because Chu Zao opened his eyes wide.

"What is that...?"

Chu Zao's eyes glowed slightly.

The direction of the gathering place behind him seemed to be surrounded by a very light fog, which was constantly compressing. In the continuous rain, Chu Zao saw something familiar.

Small segments of transparent, reflective spiritual power were vaguely connected, heading towards the direction of the gathering place.

But in a moment it began to break again.

Is that - a transparent thread of mental power?

The spiritual thread of the Crown Clan?

So, Desmond.

Desmond...

Such a coincidental name.

Just because they were completely different from the Crown Clan, Chu Zao didn’t think about it that way.

“Hurry up and go!”

Chu Zao grabbed Chao Huangmu who was behind him.

"Let's go back."

Chao Huangmu staggered and before he could react, he was directly pulled away: "Huh?"

Something happened, and—

"That's my great-grandfather!"

*

Gathering place.

This happened shortly after Chu Zao and Chao Huangmu left.

I watched Chu Zao hug Desmond and leave.

The tribesmen hiding in various corners poked their heads out.

"What's up with that little guy?"

"That's not like you, Desmond."

"Are there any new arrangements? Logically speaking, every step you take has a meaning."

Although they said this, their eyes were fixed on the little guy leaving.

Desmond had always thought that they had never seen a normal cub, and now that they had seen one, after so many years, they suddenly had the desire to protect it. But it was obvious that their reaction was only towards that cub.

Because Chao Huangmu, who followed Chu Zao, obviously did not deserve their special treatment.

"Oh, and what's with the dragon following that little guy?"

"If I remember correctly, they are about the same age, right? What are they doing? Puppy love?"

"To be precise, it can't be considered puppy love, right? That little guy looks like he's almost an adult..."

Desmond glanced at the tribesmen who were staying in the gathering place because of the heavy rain, and raised his hand to disperse them.

To tell the truth, he wanted to steal the cub.

But in order to give the child a better impression, Desmond thinks they should not interfere too much. As parents, they should give them a certain amount of freedom as they are just communicating and interacting normally, even if they are in a relationship.

Desmond's expression didn't change, but he thought so naturally. He leaned against the door, thinking of the little one who came over to hug and comfort him, and he chuckled in a good mood.

Until a faint sound came from behind.

"Should we prepare to transfer Aneurin to the detention room?"

The other tribesmen also heard Annelin's voice and spoke.

The detention room is the final destination for those tribesmen who have lost all hope.

The tribesmen in the detention room should have died, but here, they did not die, only suffered.

The atmosphere around became gloomy again at that moment.

but--

"Hello--"

The voice was low and soft, sounding a little weak, but it was real - in the depths of the dark room.

"That little guy - who bullied him?"

All the tribesmen, including Desmond, looked inside the room.

Anelin, who was bound by a single chain, was covered in blood. He had just been in a coma. Before that, Anelin, who had been unconscious and crazy, suddenly regained consciousness a little. He slowly raised his head, full of hostility.

He was actually not quite awake yet, but his mind was full of the little angel cub flapping its little wings, hugging him and crying aggrievedly. After hearing his voice, it would get up, covered in wounds, and stagger towards him, asking him to hold it.

Anelin was most reluctant to have contact with Chu Zao at first.

But god damn it.

This doesn't mean he didn't get angry when he saw it.

Who bullied him?

"…Oh my god, it's a medical miracle—"

"You're not dead?"

Look, look, what kind of people are these?

Aneurin took a deep breath and said: ...

Aneurin almost swallowed the breath he was about to breathe.

"alright."

Desmond also reacted and stepped into the room.

"Annelin, how do you feel now?"

"...Okay, how long has it been?"

Aneurin looked down at his own disheveled appearance and spoke hoarsely.

"It's been a whole day and you haven't taken a break. You look like you're going to die."

Dan came hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Annelin like this.

"We're all ready to see you off."

Their power is out of control, and although it is very dangerous most of the time, there are basically intervals of relaxation. Anelin has been in a state of madness since his return, which is a very dangerous signal.

"is that so?"

Aneurin was stunned for a moment and murmured softly.

But he eventually came to, and seemed to be regaining his overall sanity.

It’s different from when other tribesmen’s power gets out of control.

Desmond also experienced this once.

How strange.

Desmond thought to himself.

His incident could be considered an accident, but what about Aneurin?

Are they all accidents?

And these unexpected events all occurred after Chu Zao appeared.

Is there any connection between all this?

But they didn't wait for them to think about it.

The sudden explosion of thunder around attracted the attention of all the tribesmen.

They looked up at the sky outside the window.

"The rainy season came too early this time, and don't you think it looks abnormal?"

"Yeah, that's weird—"

Before he finished speaking, they all trembled suddenly.

Some people frowned and pressed their eyebrows with their hands, while others held on to the wall next to them.

Desmond climbed out of the house and looked up at the sky.

The dragon that escaped before was circling in the clouds at some point. The dragon's eyes were red, and looking over here, it seemed that countless blood-red eyes were slowly opening around him.

Desmond had never seen anything like it.

But there is no doubt that this is not right.

The rain curtain around them seemed to be shrinking towards them, compressing in bit by bit. The originally dim light from the sky made it even harder to see everything around them. The painful voices of those tribesmen who had completely lost consciousness also weakened little by little, as if they were swallowed up by the compressed force.

For the 'God', these Crown Clan members who had completely lost consciousness were already his nourishment, and he only needed to crush them. He was going to wait for the Crown Clan members here to completely lose consciousness, and then easily devour the power of these Crown Clan members who had forgotten their past, but Chu Zao's timing of appearance was really annoying.

From appearing beside the Crown Clan in the interstellar space at the very beginning to possessing the power to eliminate pollution, the 'Gods' dared not leave Chu Zao in the interstellar space, and had to drag him here for processing. However, the Crown Clan here were just right, and had not completely gone completely crazy and lost their minds, so they were caught in a dilemma for a moment.

It's such devilish luck.

But fortunately, even if they met, they had lost all their memories of the past and had been tortured for thousands of years to no longer look like the guys of the Crown Clan, so they were not recognized by the little guy.

The power swallowed up Desmond and his group, and the dragon suddenly smashed towards them. Desmond didn't think too much. Their bodies were extremely sharp weapons, cutting and tearing the dragon's body in an instant. The moment the blood and flesh splattered, the surrounding tribesmen instinctively stepped forward to finish off the dragon.

But a larger area of ​​blood surged out, and the splattered flesh and blood stopped in mid-air, and in an instant turned into countless blood-red eyes - opened around them.

Before they could react, it suddenly turned into a mouth and began to try to tear the flesh of Desmond and the others.

"What the hell are these things?!"

Dan fiercely retreated.

He shook off the blood on his hands and looked at the things surrounding them.

"I don't know, but it must be related to our past, and those tribesmen are silent."

Are they liberated?

Did death finally come after the painful struggle of losing one's mind?

Desmond wasn't sure.

——There is no need to struggle.

——You are beings without a past. Isn’t it good to be liberated in this way?

——Bow to fate and surrender to reality.

——Many people do that.

——For an existence in which you remember nothing, giving up completely is the most correct and painless choice.

The 'God' has succeeded too many times, and has succeeded many times on the Crown Clan - he is a force from the depths of the universe, and the more broken the Crown Clan's crown becomes, the clearer his influence on the Crown Clan becomes.

And those eyes and mouths that were everywhere and appeared from time to time with the flesh and blood of the dead dragon were hovering around them. Those mouths seemed to be whispering softly, deep in their minds, trying to find the best time - to swallow them completely.

This feeling is painful.

It is truly facing the disappearance of one's own consciousness.

Desmond reached out his hand, crushed the eyeball beside him, and said fiercely: "Get lost!"

The power that suddenly erupted from Desmond instantly forced back many things around him that were trying to devour them, but it also left many scars on Desmond's body.

The corner of his eye was also cut, and his always arrogant and indifferent face became a little gloomy, and blood slid down the side of his fair face like tears of blood.

It turned out to be not that easy to deal with, and with only a few people left, they began to fight back madly.

He and the Crown Clan indeed restrained each other, but in the final analysis, his influence on the Crown Clan was more powerful.

The 'God' was not sure when Chu Zao would come back, nor how long the scene outside could deceive Chu Zao.

A huge blood-red eye opened in mid-air and suddenly blinked.

Countless voices flooded into their minds——

'Why can't you remember?'

'Because the things you want to remember and think of are rejecting you and refusing to let you remember them.'

Just as he was stunned, the things that had just been suppressed rushed forward a few meters again.

but--

"I'll remember that the place you're looking for might be waiting for you."

The young boy's voice seemed to ring in my ears again.

Desmond's leg muscles suddenly tensed up, and the next moment, he leaped up. He instinctively wanted to grab something. He was a little surprised at his instinctive reaction, as it was a feeling he had never had before. However, he put this matter aside and went straight to attack the eye.

It's more difficult than I imagined.

The 'God' angrily prepared to continue.

And Desmond tore through the rain curtain at that moment. His body was stained with blood, and with rage in his eyes, he turned around and attacked the eyeball again.

The other tribesmen who came to their senses also reacted quickly.

The swallowing of these eyeballs and mouths caused them harm, but could not allow the compressed force to successfully engulf them.

Disappearing just like that? Being swallowed up by something so strange?

I'm not willing to accept this.

Totally unwilling——

How could we just disappear like this, knowing nothing and being unclear about anything?

Even I don't understand why I'm here.

Why can't we remember anything?

Desmond gritted his teeth. Everyone looked a little embarrassed in such a situation - was their existence meaningless?

It shouldn't be like this.

"We——" Although we don't know what it is, we can definitely find what we want...

Outside the broken rain curtain, the young boy was pulling another person towards this side quickly. His honey-colored eyes met Desmond's eyes in an instant, and they were only a dozen meters away from colliding.

Desmond opened his eyes wide and wanted to say something.

The transparent thread of mental power that Chu Zao was chasing, which was about to break, was like weathered plastic material. It had already become brittle and was connected to Desmond.

The rain around was flickering - no, that was the light reflected in Chu Zao's eyes after the transparent mental power threads belonging to the Crown Clan broke.

Desmond saw Chu Zao pulling the bowstring and aiming at the eyeball in the sky. The wings behind him were wet and disheveled, like a little white bird in a rainstorm, stumbling towards them. After seeing the blood on their bodies, anger appeared in his eyes.

Chu Zao had not yet grown up to be as calm as his father. He angrily thought about everything he knew, and the voices of those Crown Clan members who were struggling in pain.

The once proud Crown Clan lost their past and everything that belonged to them, and ended up here in a miserable state. They have survived for thousands of years, and even many of their elders didn't know who they were or where they came from until their 'death' - this is too sad.

The golden crown suddenly shone brightly.

In an instant, it was like a golden snowfall, fluttering in the sudden rain and melting onto their bodies.

Desmond instinctively wanted to protect the cub, but Chu Zao's appearance was reflected in his eyes.

He was still chanting - they would definitely find it...they were going to find it.

"Don't bully Grandpa."

Chu Zao pulled the bowstring to its full extent.

Don’t bully Zao Zao’s great-grandfather!