The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 271: The Barber of Razor Hill
Although Paper Princess flew into the airspace of the Principality of Winter in the form of a giant dragon.
But in fact, ordinary people didn't even realize that there was a giant dragon flying over their heads.
Because the breathtaking "beauty" of Zhiji, with the blessing of elements and fields, can transcend races and penetrate aesthetic values.
Even if she is glimpsed in the form of a giant dragon instead of a human, that posture is enough to confuse other people's hearts. Many people may even begin to doubt their own orientation and aesthetics...
Therefore, Paper Princess usually uses the realm of illusion to turn herself into a "illusion" thing. Just like a real paper man... an image that cannot be seen in the real world.
It is not physical invisibility, nor is it psychological invisibility.
—but aesthetic invisibility.
Zhi Ji perfectly integrates her existence into the scene of this world. Just like a painting formed by visual errors, if you never see another composition, you will never see it - but once you see it once, you can't ignore its existence.
Just wanting to see Paper Princess requires more than just "changing the angle".
Only when the aesthetic level reaches a certain level... at least a painter of Nigel Elliott's level can the existence of Paper Princess be separated from the real scene.
Before Annan and Zhi Ji fell down, the cold current in the blizzard barrier guided them in a certain direction.
That is not the direction of Frostwhisper Province.
But Razor Ridge——
Before Zhiji landed with Annan.
I saw a white dragon about twenty meters long rising from the highest point of Razor Ridge. Its pure white body is covered with a patterned frost crust, just like glass that is naturally frosted in winter.
【Long time no see, Paper Princess】
He spoke in a low dragon language.
In the past, Annan could only barely communicate with the dragon through frost language. But now that Annan has mastered the element of "understanding", language can no longer prevent him from communicating with other creatures.
Not to mention a giant dragon with a mature and developed language that is extremely simplified and rich in meaning, Annan can even talk to kittens and puppies that have no words to speak, and even plants that have no intelligence. Communicate.
"Long time no see, barber."
Zhiji whispered elegantly: "It was my grandmother who guided me to this place."
[I know, grandma is already awake. All the Frost Whispering Dragons know...]
Halfway through the sentence, the barber looked at Annan and lowered his head respectfully: "Salute to you, great sky train."
This is not dragon language, or even frost language, but a somewhat jerky human language.
"You don't have to be so polite," Annan said softly, "You can be considered my ancestor..."
The Barber is a very ancient dragon.
He can probably be regarded as a direct descendant of the old grandmother - because he is transformed from the scales shed by the old grandmother.
The oldest three-headed dragon, their method of giving birth to offspring does not rely on the mating of flesh and blood creatures...the scales that fall off their bodies and the blood that drips from them can all be absorbed after coming into contact with this world. information, forming a completely different new individual, degenerating into a flesh and blood life.
This is also the source of the "Frost Whispering Blood" of the Winter Family.
Although there are indeed records of intermarriage with dragons in the elven era... But in fact, the reason why they are called gods is because their ancestors drank the blood of their old grandmothers.
Of course, this must be done with grandma’s permission.
Grandma's blood will turn into new dragons when it falls on snow, glaciers, rivers - even rock formations and the atmosphere... let alone organic matter. After the elves drink the blood, they will naturally be transformed into new dragons.
——This is the original origin of Heart of Winter.
Even if that drop of blood is diluted over generations, it is enough to accumulate a strong enough curse at the embryonic stage. The heart of the fetus has already turned into the heart of winter before birth.
In a sense, this "Heart of Winter" is the "egg" that hatches dragons.
Just like Grand Duke Ivan transformed into a giant dragon - what makes up the dragon's body is not his human body, but only his soul and his heart of winter.
When his body disintegrates and loses life, the refined dragon blood stored in the Heart of Winter will regain its activity. It will devour the surrounding "materials" and transform into a new dragon.
From this point of view, although Ivan is Annan's ancestor, he can also be said to be Annan's brother - the giant dragon transformed from the Winter clan, which is even more pure-blooded than many real dragon clans.
Because they are the "direct dragon clan", and the offspring born from dragons are one level lower than theirs.
The ancestors are younger than their descendants - this is a strange sight that can only be seen in the Principality of Winter.
As for the pure-blood dragons...that is, the dragons "born directly from the old grandmother", they are actually not very numerous.
It is even rarer for pure-blooded dragons like barbers to still be active in the world today.
In principle, he just huddles up and sleeps in Razor Ridge...but in fact, his real duty is to protect the country while his grandmother is hibernating. Or to put it more bluntly, the siren that protects the three.
If the Winter Family is really unsatisfactory, it is not impossible to replace them; but if there are no problems with the Winter Family, but a noble seizes power... and the Duke of Winter cannot handle it, then he will come out to show them For a moment, what is the dragon's wrath?
...Of course, this is not actually to protect the bloodline of the Winter Family, it is just to protect the Three Sirens and the "Three Siren Launchers" by the way.
Annan very clearly noticed that the barber's eyes were looking at the "Three Sirens (2/3)" in his hand.
But he stared for a while and still didn't say anything.
Just when Annan was still hesitating whether he should turn into a dragon, the barber turned into a human form instead.
The barber transformed into an old man with a white beard.
He has long white hair without any color, a beard of about the same length, and wears a white robe without any decoration.
The image of the barber looks reminiscent of a dual-wielding melee mage who has a level 1 Holy Light spell and likes to charge forward and hit his face directly... And judging from the weapons he carries behind his back. Look, the barber actually ordered dual-wielding.
And his weapon was a little off-kilter - Annan glanced at it briefly, and it seemed to be a long cone-like armor-piercing sword and an elf curved blade.
——Judging from the types of weapons, we can know that this old dragon, whose life span is longer than that of the Principality of Winter, is obviously not simple in swordsmanship.
Obviously, the barber thinks that cutting off the head directly can be regarded as a more radical haircut...
"Follow me~IndoMTL.com~" The barber said as he walked into the cave, "The old grandmother is inside." ”
Zhi Ji also transformed into a human form, pulling Annan to follow.
The barber in front said to himself: "The old grandmother has actually been awake for a few days. But those passionate rebel nobles in Winter probably haven't realized that outside of the Principality of Winter, the whole world A strange situation caught in a blizzard.
"If it had been before, she would have frozen them all into ice sculptures. But fortunately, the kitten of the Rasputin family was sharp enough...she realized that the old grandmother was waking up, and prayed Pass your plan on to her.
"The old grandmother believes that in order to ensure your prestige - it is best to wait until you confront them and have a conflict before she shows up again. Those who rebel will be punished... and at the same time, let you declare the beginning of spring.
“Otherwise people will only remember your grandmother’s name and ignore your prestige.
"Before that..."
As he spoke, the barber stopped in front of the cold cave.
He looked back at Annan, his eyes softening and becoming as kind as an elder.
"Grandma wants to meet you."
He made an old voice: "She misses you very much."
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