The Dragon Shepherd God Guangyu was humming a little tune as he walked.
“Legend has it that the Emperor’s Dream has an old master on board. Slaanesh is guided by him every night, hoping that the next time will be better…”
Although the Daughters of the Fire Dragon do not understand all Chinese, they still know the High Gothic and all Low Gothic translations of the word emperor.
Listening to the master singing such a sacred song, they couldn’t help but want to memorize it.
Rasta, who can read thoughts, sensed their thoughts and quickly stopped them.
“Don’t remember this thing!”
Otherwise, Yigubigu will blackmail me again!
“Master, is there something in this…”
The three little dragon girls licked their lips nervously.
“Yes, this song records the ultimate battle between the emperor and the false god heretic. Although I made it up, the heretic was beaten until he howled in the battle. This is apocryphal, very scary!”
Guangyu composed two sentences about “Lord of Humanity” and led the little dragon girls who were confused but didn’t know what was going on into the cafeteria.
Even in Nocturne’s brutal environment, there are flora and fauna here, and yes, it’s just that outrageous.
Animals, such as salamanders, echinoderms, and mantis fish.
There are almost no flying creatures on Nocturne, because they fly higher and are more cooked. There is no place to hide, and the toxic substances erupted from the volcano can fill the entire sky.
As for plants, there are similar high-temperature-resistant potatoes, but judging from the genetic spiral, although it has a lot of starch, it is not even a distant relative of the potato.
This is the urine nature of the Thirty Millennium Galaxy, and many things cannot be fully explained.
There is a large amount of metal substances and sulfur accumulated in the animals and plants of Nocturne Star, which has become the most suitable food for the little dragon girls.
Their fire dragon blood allows them to generate special regenerative organs in their bodies, and they also have biological weapon lungs specially used to store raw materials for making high-temperature flames.
In the past, they had to light a fire to make iron, but now they just spray it themselves.
As soon as Rasta entered the dining hall, the girls of the fire dragon who were waiting for their meal sat in a circle in a circle. Raste’s seat was on the big table in the middle.
A little story before a meal is a must-have!
It’s time again for the evil evil god to meditate on a short story.
“Where have I talked about the seven-colored flowers? Why not talk about the little mice on the prairie…”
“Can you tell us more about the smallest rabbit in Gutera?”
The little dragon girls who accepted their own part of the box timeline and developed a girlish heart were very interested in the little rabbit who loved to eat flowers and tender grass.
“Okay, that rabbit is only about two-thirds the size of my hand. You may not understand this metaphor, so let me change it and show it to you.”
Wu Xidisi instantly shrank in size and turned into a rat and rabbit no bigger than a palm. He dug out his paws and took out a rhododendron to gnaw on it.
“Actually, there are no alpine cuckoos in the grasslands where pikas live. Mainly, I don’t like what they eat…”
Halfway through the demonstration, Mr. Guangyu suddenly felt that the light in the cafeteria was much darker.
He looked up and saw a dense crowd of little dragon girls surrounding the table, and the upright fire dragon pupils seemed to be glowing.
“Let me stress it first! You are not allowed to start…”
Five minutes later, the exhausted Fire Dragon Girl dispersed.
Only Guang Lu, whose hair was rubbed and messy, was left furious and grinding her teeth.
A large plate of Nocturne version of fried rice with shredded potatoes was quickly served, as were large chunks of stewed lizard meat and steaming armored beast barbecue.
Nocturne lacks vegetables and can only use slightly poisonous potato leaves as a source of vitamins.
Finally, there is a generous bowl of egg drop soup.
“We are going to start planting some beans next year, and the authority you gave to Mother is getting stronger and stronger and is already working on the vitality of the crops.”
Dragons have clear hierarchies, just like legions.
The top one is Rasta, the dragon-herding god, and everything is given by him.
Then there is the Mother of Fire Dragons who coexists with the entire Nocturne and even spreads her will to the Prometheus satellite.
Then there is the high priest Ravna. Vokan’s current divinity is limited and he is temporarily unable to choose a second divine choice.
Then came the managers of all aspects of the Dragon Group.
The person communicating with Rasta at this moment was a former Salamander technical sergeant who was now responsible for the agricultural development of Nocturne and was truly the Minister of Agriculture of Nocturne.
“It’s a pity that Nocturne can only grow annual crops, otherwise they will be easily destroyed by volcanic eruptions. Otherwise, I would like to plant some fruit trees for you.”
The Mother of Fire Dragons likes to eat juicy fruits, and this trait is passed on to the Daughters of Fire Dragons.
The Daughters of the Fire Dragon, who strived to be self-sufficient, refused any further food supply help from Rasta. They learned from the Mother of the Fire Dragon that this was not in vain.
The galaxy is too big, and there is only one master. Even though his power is so great that they cannot imagine it, the cost of raising almost half an expeditionary legion may have made him feel strenuous. He should save everything he can.
Rasta’s food only had these kinds of food. Other Fire Dragon Daughters even had metal blocks and ores on their plates.
“Why didn’t the high priest pester you?”
The dragon girl in charge of agriculture is looking forward to it.
“Eat more. We will go to the temporary company to support the Salamanders later. The battlefield will be cruel.”
Raste picked up a piece of animal meat and brought it to the other party’s mouth.
His voice was not loud, but the little dragon girls with their five senses could hear it clearly.
It’s finally time to go out!
The Daughters of the Fire Dragon don’t like war, but they can’t bear to sit back and watch the misery grow in the burning galaxy.
The Minister of Agriculture opened his mouth to eat the piece of animal meat, and then reacted.
“The high priest is conducting a dragon feast ceremony?”
The so-called Dragon Feast Ceremony is actually to swallow a massive amount of Nocturne star material to complete body size growth.
As the chosen god, the high priest will have many more organs in his body than other dragon girls to assist in rapid digestion.
She would eat a lot to increase her height from 2.6 meters to 12 meters in a short period of time.
After the dragon feast is over, the high priest’s body is strong enough to withstand the will of an entire planet and transform into a dragon.
In fact, the Daughters of the Fire Dragon are already half subspace creatures in a strict sense.
Wokan was promoted to the God of Life, and it was Nurgle’s authority that was taken away.
The Daughters of the Fire Dragon are a combination of Astartes and half-demon. They can even roam in Chaos, and they are not afraid to pronounce those names without facing the Lord of Chaos directly.
The mother of fire dragons has the blood of light and desire in her body. Even though the evil god’s blood mixed in the dragon eggs she created is extremely thin, it is still enough to help the dragon girls resist distant corruption.
After a brief period of silence, the entire canteen began to eat like a storm.
The dragons long for a victory.
A victory that proves the value of their new life!
