Some are killings, some are harvests, and some symbolize the cycle of cause and effect.
Ancient alchemy believed that magic is a fluid, like a tide, which changes with the phase of the moon.
And the appearance of the blood moon will affect the direction of the magic flow of the entire continent.
When Zhuo Fu thought of this, his eyes widened slightly.
He stammered, and said incredulously:
"But, but since the fantasy seed disappeared, there has never been a blood moon on the mainland!"
Mu Heng said calmly: "We used to think there were no dragons in this world."
While talking, he gently rubbed Xiaolong's chin with his fingertips.
Zhuo Fu: "..."
He looked at the dragon that was lying on Mu Heng's knee and was naturally enjoying the human touch service, and fell into a long silence.
Well, that's good.
"Moreover, the recent abyss cracks have appeared too frequently. We don't know what kind of impact it has on the mainland." Mu Heng frowned and said:
"More importantly, we don't know the specific time."
Zhuo Fu's expression also became a little ugly:
"Yes."
The recording and measurement methods in each ancient book calendar are different. In different periods of human history, some are measured according to alchemy, some are measured according to the laws of the movement of celestial bodies, and some are measured according to the trajectory of magical power.
The difference calculated in ancient times may not be large, but it is not working now.
At this moment, the little dragon nestled in Mu Heng's knee yawned greatly and said in a nostalgic tone:
"Ah...Blood Moon, I don't really like it."
Both humans were startled and looked at Shi'an one after another.
Shi An shook his tail and said to himself: "At that time, all the monsters will become very noisy, and it will also make it difficult for me to fall asleep."
Zhuo Fu was stunned, and then suddenly burst into ecstasy.
Yes, although they don't know how to measure it now, they have dragons!
This is the person who had witnessed the blood moon!
He asked carefully:
"An An, do you know when the last blood moon should happen?"
Mu Heng glared at Zhuo Fu coldly.
Zhuo Fu quickly changed his words: "Ahem, Lord Dragon...It's Lord Dragon!"
The silver-white little dragon tilted his head and said, "Well, I have to calculate."
He closed his eyes and seemed to start thinking.
Zhuo Fu was a little nervous, and subconsciously held his breath.
Before his face was suffocated to the color of pig liver, Shi An finally opened his eyes.
He said: "About a week later."
Zhuo Fu raised his voice in disbelief: "A week??"
His face is even more ugly.
This, this, this... There is not much time left for them! !
Mu Heng was also aware of this, and his eyes sank slightly.
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After the Abyss Dragon Woke Up | MTL
HumorSynopsis: Shi An is the last Abyss Dragon in the world. Since he was bored, he decided to go into a deep sleep while hugging his treasures. After fifty thousand years of satisfying slumber, Shi An opened his eyes only to discover that he had become...
