This Lord is Very Scientific

Chapter 979 911: Life and Death Aren't That Important

Lin Ke remained silent.The Black Dragon King Stildea, counting by relations, he should call him "grandfather."

Because Black Dragon King Stildea is Rica's grandfather, Father of the Five-Colored Dragon Mother.

"Grandfather..." Feeling Stildea's goodwill, Lin Ke still called out.

And not far away, those Legendary Giant Dragons also flew over.

However, most of these dragons bore a faint hostility towards Lin Ke.

Lin Ke ignored these Legendary Giant Dragons.

He knew that back when the Dragon Race withdrew from Naseng, it was partly because the Human Race's "scholars" and "warriors" loved the Dragon Race's bodies too much.

The whole body of the Dragon Race is a treasure!

Of course, that's the case for many races, the Human Race is just one of them.

The main reason Stildea made this decision back then was because he sensed what the Sun God wanted to do.

The Sun God wanted to be the sole ruler in the Holy Life Alliance!

Of the five Holy Life Races, eventually only the Phoenix Race was still thriving.

Any intelligent life form could guess that the Sun God must have been behind this.

For Lin Ke, after he got to know the Soul Fairy King, he understood, indeed it was the Sun God's doing.

However, this also provided an opportunity for the Insomnia Emperor to grow; as the Sun God focused on internal affairs, the Insomnia Emperor, a supreme being, inadvertently grew powerful.

"You don't have to go back now." Stildea's ferocious dragon face appeared discordantly with a gentle expression:

"Child, it's very safe here, the nearby most powerful plane is the Dragon Plane."

Stildea felt like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law, ever more satisfied.

Lin Ke could also sense that kind of goodwill.

Only, he still shook his head: "I must go back, to save Naseng."

He didn't mention saving the Human Race, because with Andrew there, the Human Race would not perish.

Moreover, Stildea does not have a sense of belonging to the Human Race, perhaps still some towards Naseng.

"Child..." Stildea sighed: "So many Dominators from Insomnia and the others are bound to perish, let alone you?"

Stildea had seen Insomnia's enemies, vaguely sensed their terrifying aura at level thirty.

So many level thirty Dominators!

Stildea knew that just one such Dominator would doom the entire Dragon Plane.

Because he couldn't beat them.

And such beings, on the other side of Naseng, might number a dozen or twenty.

"Death and life aren't that important in the face of many things." Lin Ke looked at Stildea: "If you remember where Naseng is, please point a direction for me, I will head that way."

A slight deviation would mean a miss by a thousand miles.

If Lin Ke's starting point is off by just a centimeter, his destination could be hundreds of thousands of light years away.

This was a distance he found intolerable.

As for Stildea before him?

He could feel that, although Stildea's aura was Dominator level, it was clearly weakening.

Lifespan has no meaning for a Dominator, it's just unknown if the weakening is due to old injuries.

"Naseng... Five-Colored..."

Stildea's eyes revealed a deep sadness and nostalgia.

Yet he turned to look at the distant star, and the massive Legendary Giant Dragons beside him.

"Coordinates, what are the coordinates?" Stildea's hand produced a ring, judging by its size it must be his ring: "Perhaps I can see, is the dead egg still there?"

As he spoke, a burst of red light radiated from the ring, then all the red light retracting into the ring.

"Yes, it's still there," Stildea was somewhat hesitant, seemingly considering whether to return with Lin Ke.

However, ultimately, he still took off the ring.

"Won't you return with me?" Lin Ke asked again.

He could feel that this Black Dragon King actually had a deep attachment to Naseng.

Especially after knowing the Five-Colored Dragon Mother had died, there was a sense of suppressed emotion brewing.

"I'm not going, the Dragon Race is here." Stildea sighed like an ordinary old man: "Before the next legend emerges, I must protect my people, just like you."

Saying this, Stildea pointed at Lin Ke.

Lin Ke could also understand Stildea's feelings, nodded slightly.

As the Dragon Race's only Dominator level, Stildea was the last hope and guarantee for all dragons.

"Today's Naseng is different from before, the races have achieved relative equality, and the 'Protection Act for Intelligent Life' has been enacted." Lin Ke said: "In the future, I will return to help you, rejoin Naseng."

His tone was not seeking approval, but rather a notification.

The Dragon Race, as a force born and bred in Naseng, leaving quietly like this was, in a way, a betrayal.

However, the Dragon Race had its reasons, so it might not count as a betrayal.

Additionally, Lin Ke knew that some rulers, for their own interests, often disregarded the rights of the many citizens.

Like if the Dragon Plane wanted independence, it might be a decision made by the Dragon Race ruler for their own benefit, for the people of the Dragon Race, independence might not be better than being in Naseng.

Of course, Lin could sense Stildea's sentiment, knowing that this former Black Dragon King, now Dragon God, was a good dragon truly thinking for the Dragon Race.

But, those other legends might not necessarily be.

"This is Naseng now." Lin Ke transmitted a segment of footage, no matter what soul defenses these dragons had, they could not block his red anomaly combined with black and white anomaly.

The next moment, after the transmission was complete, he directly took Stildea's ring and broke open space towards the Star Realm.

After a while, the dragons finally awoke.

"This... Is this Naseng?" A Bright Dragon was incredulous.

"The changes in the past decades are larger than those I've seen in over five thousand years." The elderly Red Dragon smiled and shook his head, looking towards Lin Ke's departure:

"I wonder if my daughter Magnalos has been resurrected, sigh..."

"Now is not the time to talk about your daughter." A Gold Dragon, bodied like golden scales, glanced at the Red Dragon and then frowned at Stildea: "My God, we struggled to leave Naseng, yet just now that youngster..."

"Don't harbor any evil thoughts." Stildea, still lingering in his nostalgic thoughts, snorted coldly at the words.

His eyes were as large as the Gold Dragon, or rather, his body was the largest, the other legends combined didn't add up to one of his hands.

"That's home! Dragon Race... The Dragon Race longs for home!"

Stildea first berated them, then his voice gradually turned wistful.

He and the old Red Dragon looked towards Lin Ke's departure, murmuring sadly: "Go home, go home..."

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