After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 187 The So-called Creation...

Feng Ningxue also continued to play dumb in front of the three demon allies, whose eyes were wide open with disbelief, as if they were saying that you are going to die.

Then he continued to speak to Zhulong: "...The ancient times are too long ago. Even the current dragon leader has only had the honor of meeting Zhulong's son."

"So, we have only seen the power of Zhulong, but have never seen the existence of Zhulong... and we don't know what a natural Zhulong looks like. So I can't tell whether you are a natural Zhulong or you inherited these powers." After saying this, Feng Ningxue pretended to be confused and asked: "Now it's like this... You don't even know when you inherited the power of Zhulong?"

"I once heard from the current dragon leader that the dragon leader, who was called the Son of Zhulong by the gods, had the most brilliant and dazzling golden horns in his original form, as beautiful as coral. His body was dark brown, covered with dark patterns of gold and red." Then he put on an innocent look, and continued to say, "When he turned into a human, he looked like a young man with golden and red eyes... But the temperament of the head of all dragons was not as kind and generous as yours... And in the legend, it is said that Zhulong's blood is the color of gold... But these are just some rumors I know, and I don't know whether they are true or not."

Unexpectedly, the Zhulong in front of him did not refuse or deny, or scold.

Just fell into a long silence.

This situation made Feng Ningxue feel a pang in her heart.

Zhulong...did he know about her presumptuous thoughts?

Should I deal with it in this way to avoid any unnecessary connection and let her successfully lock onto that thread of cause and effect that is as thin as a spider's thread?

Yuan Zhuoyue, who was in silence, naturally did not notice Feng Ningxue's thoughts and plans.

I just compared some of the characteristics related to Zhulong that I suddenly learned about with Morax again.

What golden dragon horns, brown dragon body...even if it was only the son of Zhulong that was mentioned, not Zhulong itself.

But when Yuan Zhuoyue listened to it, he felt that everything was very similar.

Oh...and, Morax's blood should also be golden, right?

After all, Mora is all golden and shiny, like the color of gold.

And the raw materials that shaped Mora, the flesh and blood of Morax, should be the same color as Mora, right?

So... Morax is really the 'Zhulong'?

Yuan Zhuoyue, who had barely gotten an answer, did not spend too much time dwelling on this aspect. After all, from the other party's attitude, it could be seen that these were not things that needed to be kept secret or concealed.

As long as she has continuous contact with these people and non-humans, the information and intelligence she wants to obtain will flow to her continuously.

So even though she had doubts in her heart, she was not very anxious, and even had a sense of taking things as they come.

Those entangled souls were far less attractive to her than they are now.

Yuan Zhuoyue could intuitively see and feel those souls that were pieced together and those consciousnesses that were gathered together.

How painful it is to face such a situation.

Yuan Zhuoyue's heart was extremely conflicted, with many hesitations and deliberations. He just stared at the collapsed figure in silence.

Ran Ying, who had been listening silently, combined the news she had heard with the current actual situation and reported it to her boss in real time.

After seeing the reply message on the communication device, he hesitated for a moment and then said to Yuan Zhuoyue: "...Mr. Zhongli, if you really have the power of creation, can you try to... rescue them from this situation?"

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't know whether Morax actually had this so-called creative power.

But Yuan Zhuoyue could be sure that she, an ordinary human being who had been mediocre in the past few decades, did not have this ability that sounded so awesome.

However... this creation reminded her of the holy relic, the Pantuo Flower of Life from the ancient Panyan series.

There is absolutely no life among the dry stones, but among the huge rocks, flowers of pure gold bloomed.

But the biggest question in Yuan Zhuoyue's mind now is whether the "creation" that the other party is talking about is the same "creation" as she understands it and as the "creation" that Morax masters?

The situation she is facing now is like that of a medical student on the first day of school. She has not yet fully understood the professional books she has just received and is still trying to get to grips with them.

She hadn't even done any clinical practice yet, but she was rushed to the operating room and told that there was a global problem that even the industry leaders couldn't solve.

But they believed that she could solve it, and some of them were more confident than her, urging her to get started quickly.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt that he was not good enough.

At the beginning, Yuan Zhuoyue had no problem with some rough use of strength, but when it came to some fine manipulations afterwards, Yuan Zhuoyue could be said to have imitated and learned by rote according to the reference template.

But now, without even a courseware, she naturally didn't dare to start casually.

But after pondering for a long time, Yuan Zhuoyue finally said to Ran Ying, who had always represented the official to communicate with her: "...I have never encountered such a situation before..."

She wanted to say, why not wait a little longer?

Hold on for a while longer, and wait for her to shake Morax over, the god who has lived for more than 6,000 years and is a god of man.

Should probably be willing to solve this problem.

But suddenly, Yuan Zhuoyue felt that the tremendous power contained in this body began to flow on its own without her controlling it.

A pale golden light appeared around her, and then like a sea of ​​clouds flowing between the mountains, it moved towards those trapped in the pale golden barrier.

The figure lying limp on the ground was a large, melted mass of a human being, rushing away.

In just a moment, the light golden shadow, like soft clouds and mist, gently enveloped it.

Yuan Zhuoyue followed the trajectory of the power and could feel the power slowly flowing past.

It seemed to be stabilizing, the limp human-shaped, mixed consciousness was filling in and gluing together the broken souls bit by bit.

The refusal that had not been spoken before turned into other words after Yuan Zhuoyue said it again: "...Now there seems to be no other solution, so let me try it for the time being."