Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

She was a woman nearly three meters tall, dressed in a spotless white robe, with long dark blue hair falling like a waterfall.

Her face was too delicate to be human, yet it held a sanctity that transcended the mundane. The moment she stepped into the cave, the entire space fell silent.

Ye Fan suddenly found himself unable to move, as if the entire space had solidified into amber and he was an insect trapped in it.

This kind of control power far exceeds that of words, it is more like... a person's complete control over the world!

Chapter 141 Let’s Get Some Sleep

The woman landed silently on the ground.

She walked towards what was left of Carl's head, disappointment in her eyes.

"I grant you eternity in the hope that you can use this authority to forge new paths."

The woman's voice was ethereal and distant, as if coming from far away. "But you disappoint me, Carl."

Carl's head turned towards the woman with difficulty under the pressure of gravity, his purple eyes filled with fear:

"No... Please give me one more chance! I will find a way, a way for humans and dragons to coexist! I promised you!"

The woman shook her head slightly, with a look of determination in her compassion:

"Everyone has selfish desires, and I understand that. But your selfishness is too strong. You are destined to be unable to create that ideal world."

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched Karl’s forehead.

A golden light spread from the contact point and instantly covered Carl's entire body - if that could still be called "entire body".

Ye Fan was shocked to see that all the flesh and blood remaining on Carl's body, including the head, were decomposed and reorganized in the golden light, and finally turned into a ball of pure energy.

The woman waved her hand casually, and the ball of energy flew towards the Nibelungen entrance in the dome and disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.

"What will happen to him?"

Ye Fan found that he could speak, but his voice was a little dry.

The woman turned and looked at Ye Fan. Her eyes were pure gold, without pupils, but seemed to be able to see through everything:

"Like those dragons, he will sink and swim in the sea of ​​blood. Undying, yet indestructible. His knowledge will become part of Dragon's Rest, awaiting the next heir."

Ye Fan felt a chill.

Although Carl deserved it, the thought of eternal imprisonment still made him shudder.

"Who are you?"

Ye Fan looked directly into the woman's golden eyes, even though that look made his soul tremble.

The woman smiled, a smile pure and warm. "I am the master of this land of the Nibelung, and the original owner of eternal authority."

She paused. "You can call me... Elna, the Tenth Seat of the Dragon Elders Council, the Eternal Lord."

The Dragon Elders' Council, this means that Elna is a first-generation species, and a first-generation species that holds power. Is such a dragon only a tenth-degree dragon?

Then how powerful would the Ananda I met before be if he was in his complete form?

Elna's eyes fell on Ye Fan, with scrutiny and curiosity:

"You are special, young man. You are the first in thousands of years to possess the ability to defy eternity while still in human form."

Ye Fan gripped the Blood Drinking Sword tightly, even though he knew that any weapon was useless in front of this being:

"I just don't want to die."

Elna chuckled softly, and the sound was like a spring flowing through the cracks in the rocks:

"The will to live is the starting point of all great achievements."

She suddenly raised her hand, and a golden light shot into Ye Fan's chest.

Ye Fan subconsciously stepped back, but found that he was not injured.

On the contrary, the eternal power remaining in the body due to Carl's attack was purified, and the injuries began to heal rapidly.

"Why help me?"

Ye Fan asked doubtfully.

Elna smiled slightly: "Because you still need to go through my test. I need to test whether you can become the master of this Nibelungen?"

It is not easy to investigate the first generation of species.

"Hahaha, actually, my friend is still waiting for me outside to go back for dinner. Since this Nibelungen is yours, I definitely won't snatch it away."

"I'm a moral half-blood. It's nice to meet you, but I'll be leaving now."

Ye Fan said a few words with a wry smile, then prepared to leave.

He is not a fool. Carl's strength is almost the same as his, so he chose to fight him head-on.

But there was obviously something wrong with the first-generation species in front of him. As long as the other party was willing, he could imprison his body at any time, which meant that in the eyes of the other party, his life could be taken away at any time.

Still testing?

What kind of fun could it be?

It is better to have less trouble than more. Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one. Ye Fan decided to escape.

"I'm nominally asking you."

Elna suddenly said, then she waved her hand lightly, Ye Fan's body was imprisoned, and then floated in front of her.

Looking at the magnificent scene in front of him, even wearing a loose white robe, it was difficult to conceal its scale.

Ye Fan is 1 meters tall and looks like a child in front of Elna, who is three meters tall.

Elna still had a smile on her face, but Ye Fan saw a bad feeling in that smile.

"I'm just being nice. When a god asks a mortal for something, it means that the mortal has no room to refuse."

Elna said this with an expression full of certainty.

"Alright, I give in. What kind of test are you planning? You're not going to make me part of that sea of ​​blood, are you?"

Ye Fan said with a bitter face.

He is a man who knows his limits and knows when to admit defeat. The guy in front of him is obviously stronger than him.

If the other person wants to be polite to you, it means that he has a good temper. But when he doesn't want to be polite, it's probably over.

I must find a way to blow up this hole in the future. Such an awesome person cannot exist in this world!

Ye Fan thought in his heart.

"How could that be? It's just a very common little test. It won't hurt your life."

Elna remained gentle.

Although Ye Fan didn't believe it in his heart and his face didn't believe it, he still said:

"Hahaha, I knew you must be a kind-hearted person. Why don't you just let the kid go? I will definitely come back to complete this test later. My mother called me home for dinner."

Ye Fan was twisting his body, trying to escape.

"Don't struggle. Your bloodline is strong, but I'm not just a first-generation species. This entire area is my Nibelungen. I'm the master of this Nibelungen. How can an outsider like you compete with me?"

Elna sighed, a look of sadness on her holy face, and then she returned to her indifferent smile.

"This test is simple. It just allows you to get some sleep."

"Take a nap? It's that simple? Then I'll sleep now. I'm a great sleeper. I can fall asleep as soon as I lie down."

As Ye Fan said this, he was about to punch himself in the face.

The sleeping the other party was talking about was definitely not just simple sleeping, otherwise how could it be considered a test? He even wanted to lie to him. Did he really think he was a fool?

The way to break the deadlock is very simple. I will just knock myself out. No matter how many tricks you use, you can't wake me up!

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Ye Fan found that his hands were also restrained, and even moving a finger was a delusion.

Fuck, this old bitch has no moral principles!

"You are such a restless person. I remember that the high-blooded hybrids like you all are very particular about etiquette and morality."

"Your bloodline is almost close to the first generation, how come you are even more shameless than that guy Ananda?"

"Okay, it's time for you to go to bed. Before you go to bed, I'll give you something to say. Remember it well. Even if you fall asleep, even if you forget everything, you must keep this sentence in your mind."

Elna's expression became serious and her voice became solemn, like a hymn.

“Why does life sleep?”

Chapter 142 Why does life sleep?

"Why does life sleep? What a strange question. Isn't it time to sleep when you're tired?"

Ye Fan felt dizzy and his eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Elna's voice gradually faded away in his ears.

Darkness enveloped his consciousness.

"Ye Fan! What are you daydreaming about? The teacher's chalk is about to hit you!"

A familiar voice startled him awake.

Ye Fan suddenly looked up and found himself sitting in a high school classroom.

The sun is shining outside the window and the cicadas are chirping.

His deskmate, Fatty Wang, was poking him with his elbow, and the math teacher on the podium was already in full slingshot position.

"Whoosh—"

The chalk tip hit Ye Fan's forehead accurately, and the whole class burst into laughter.

"Student Ye Fan, there are only three months left before the college entrance exam. Are you still distracted?" The teacher pushed his glasses. "Come to my office after class!"

Ye Fan rubbed his forehead, the familiar pain felt so real.

He looked around - the faded timetable, the countdown to the college entrance examination on the wall, the messy graffiti on the back blackboard... This was his senior year (7) class, in the spring of 2018.

"I... am back?" Ye Fan muttered to himself.