Invisible, wandering magic power extended from the Wizard Tower, monitoring and confining the space within a few miles.
Region Chain was a permanent legendary spell that was fixed in a certain area. It was somewhat like a simplified version of the God's Kingdom's Law, but its effect was more specific and narrow. The effect of this spell had appeared when Alex sealed the Black Dragon Tangerine. Now, it was used by Caesar and cast by the ancient Red Dragon Cadoze.
The rune mark at the top of the Wizard Tower was the hub that controlled the entire area. A dozen spellcasters were carefully observing the surroundings, maintaining vigilance.
This was the "Dragon's Nest," the secret experimental base of the Blackwing Empire.
A colorful light screen flickered a few times. This was the Region Chain's self-inspection. The Black Dragon's huge body passed through the light screen from the other side. After a series of ripples, the light screen stabilized and became colorless. Within the range of the Region Chain's control, no investigation or disguise could be hidden.
Seeing the Black Dragon step into the field, the black-clothed spellcasters whose faces were covered by hoods bowed their heads and saluted, "Your Majesty."
In the field, a giant mithril cultivation pool with a diameter of nearly thirty meters was shining brightly. Just to build this cultivation pool alone, the empire had spent a lot of money. The mithril materials with excellent conductivity could simulate all kinds of complicated environments in the cultivation pool. Several sources of magic power were bought from the trading city-states at a huge cost, and endless magic power was injected into the pool.
In the cultivation pool, a dozen dragon eggs were slowly floating in the liquefied magic power. Their surfaces were covered with tiny scales, and the colorful patterns on them made them look as if they were inlaid with jewels. The deep magic power was like the midnight ocean, exuding waves and whirlpools of vitality.
The dragon eggs were of different species, but most of them were the eggs of the Red Dragon and the Golden Dragon.
The black-clothed spellcasters surrounded the dragon eggs and busied around the cultivation pool, carefully adjusting the growth environment of the eggs to ensure that every step was foolproof.
"How is it?" Caesar asked.
"It's going well, Your Majesty."
The spellcaster nodded slightly. "The ecology of the twelve true dragon eggs is normal. The preliminary adjustment has been completed, and the incubation process can be done at any time.
If you need them, they will break out of their shells soon. "
The research of dragon scholars had shown that whether a dragon could break out of its shell healthily and smoothly was actually traceable when it was in the egg. Dead eggs could not condense a body, but living eggs had already gradually condensed souls in the egg. What was really difficult to distinguish was the difference between a dragon beast and a true dragon. Theoretically, a fully developed baby dragon could withstand the pressure of the dragon race's heritage, but in reality, a large number of them would still be reduced to low-intelligence dragons.
But Caesar didn't care. He didn't care if they were real dragons or dragon beasts. He just wanted the dragon eggs to be alive.
Under the circumstances that most people did not know, the Dragonmaw Project continued to be carried out in secrecy. In addition to Kadoze's plan to capture the Pentashade Dragons to serve the Empire, Caesar also had his eyes on the dragon eggs. The Blackwing Empire had sent a secret team to various regions to provide the Empire with normal dragon eggs by purchasing, stealing, plundering and so on.
The Pentashade Dragons were generally incompetent parents. The young Pentashade Dragons would casually lay their eggs in the countryside, so it was not difficult to obtain the eggs of the Pentashade Dragons. However, it was not easy to obtain the eggs of the Metal Dragons. Most of the eggs in the incubation pool were bought from the black market of the trading cities, and the price was extremely high.
The method of cultivating dragon eggs was not complicated, and Airadia had similar techniques. However, true dragons were born with memories and inheritance, and had a deep understanding of their own existence. It was impossible to expect them to recognize humans as their family and master. Even in the eyes of a newborn dragon, humans were probably no different from monkeys, and dragon beasts were low-intelligence and violent beasts. There was no need to cultivate them, so cultivating dragon eggs was a strenuous and unrewarding task. Now, only a few ambitious people would still do it.
For example, Caesar.
"You've worked hard. Well done."
The Black Dragon was not stingy with his praise. He nodded and said, "Prepare to start the incubation process."
The spellcasters all retreated to the back and waited in silence. The Black Dragon narrowed his eyes and slowly stretched out his claws, casting his radiation.
The reward in the Black Dream was not as simple as nuclear radiation. This ability had a comprehensive effect on living beings. In addition to the distortion of the body and the increase of strength, it could also distort the will and cognition of living beings. Caesar had tried this distortion before, and it was especially strong on newborn living beings.
An invisible storm rose with the black dragon as the center, spreading rapidly in all directions. As if they had their own consciousness, they instantly discovered the dragon eggs floating in the breeding pool. Then, they howled and rushed into the pool, fighting to be the first to enter.
At the same time, the spellcasters in black controlled the incubation pool to replenish the dragon eggs with nutrients. Soon, in the incubation pool filled with magic power, the surface of the eggs began to crack.
The delicate dragon claws of the hatchlings pried open the cracks of life. They crawled out, their bodies covered in tender red mucus. Then, they let out the first roar of their lives. "Rand Krodiwak … Tangerine, my true name!"
The first to speak was a male golden dragon cub. Its voice was particularly loud and sharp.
"I am Tia Balshk Tangerine," the female Red Dragon following behind said in a low voice. She also used Tangerine as her surname.
It was worth mentioning that this Red Dragon cub was particularly strong. It was more than twice the size of the golden dragon that hatched before it. Also, this guy had two pairs of wings. It was obviously a monster with a deformed growth. However, from its pure dragon language, it seemed to have also received the dragon's inheritance and was not affected by it.
"My name is Tulu Svigler Tangerine."
"Grote Udyr Tangerine."
…
Looking at the hatchlings that broke out of their shells one after another, the spellcasters whispered to each other. Sometimes, they would look at the Black Dragon Emperor. Humans who had the potential to become Magicians were not fools. Through the names of the hatchlings, they could vaguely guess something unusual.
Just as the spellcasters were in a daze, Caesar suddenly turned his head and ordered, "Check their life level and growth curve."
"… Yes, yes."
The spellcasters recovered from their reverie and hurriedly nodded. However, soon, their eyes widened.
"This, this is impossible, Your Majesty."
The spellcaster supervisor in charge of this matter looked at the data obtained through the spell examination and said in disbelief, "The spell examination shows that their growth curve is unimaginably fast. It is far beyond the normal level of the hatchlings that we have collected. This means that … they will approach adulthood in a very short period of time. However, their lifespans will not be as long as those of true dragons. I'm afraid that they can only live for about one to two hundred years."
"Also, Your Majesty, please forgive me for saying too much."
The spellcaster supervisor smacked his lips and added, "My spell shows that these hatchlings do not seem to have the ability to reproduce."