Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Under Ling's insistence, the group of four continued to go deep into the ancient city, walking along the imperial road to the bronze pillar in the middle.

Xia Li didn't have a good face the whole time. He didn't want to come here to be a bodyguard, but to be a woman who was deeply involved with these two and two generations of black kings. No matter whether it was the first generation of black kings or the second generation, there was nothing good about it.

This dwarf named Zero has no idea what the white dragon corpse represents!
In the ancient history of the dragon clan, except for the white king deliberately fabricated by Frissis, there is only one white dragon from ancient times to the present, and that is the supreme majesty in the sky.

There are no exceptions, and there are no accidents. In the dragon's world view, white symbolizes the innocent theocracy.

"That Su of yours, did you say in the autobiography that the white dragon's corpse was well preserved, or was it incomplete?"

While walking on the road, Xia Li couldn't help asking.

This is very important. The scene of the kings headed by Frixis devouring His Majesty's flesh and blood was unforgettable for all the first-generation species at that time.

The dragon clan is respected by blood. If the first-generation species wants to strengthen the bloodline, it can only swallow the keel of a dragon of the same level. As the source of the dragon clan, if it can swallow your majesty's flesh and blood, can it realize the transition from the first-generation species to the zero-generation species?
This is a small thought that only exists in the dark and secret corners of their hearts. No one has ever dared to tell him, but on that day this scene became a reality.

In fact, almost half of the dragons who devoured His Majesty's flesh and blood died on the spot, and only a few dragons headed by Frixis survived by chance.

The surviving dragons were also liquidated one by one by Frixis with excuses.

Strictly speaking, in the end, the only one left to devour His Majesty's flesh and blood is Frissis.

The dragon body left by His Majesty was indeed eaten up that day. This was a scene they witnessed. It is impossible for there to be an intact white dragon corpse, but if it is incomplete, then It means that the original Frissis...

But Xia Li couldn't help thinking, what if it was a complete body?What does this mean?
He suddenly thought of something inexplicably——

In the ancient times when the dragons ruled the world, the dragons had no competitors at all, and the only competitors were themselves.

Under the arrangement of the high priest, they divided the territories, opened up their own hunting grounds, established their own kingdoms, and then fought against each other.

Until that day, His Majesty, who never cared about trivial matters in the world, suddenly issued an oracle.

That is no ordinary oracle, it represents war!It is an endless war!
It was also from that day that the Dragon Clan began a long history of wars, and the object of the war was the Nibelungen lost in every corner of the world.

In these Nibelungs, apart from no living things, there are countless dangers of all kinds. Natural disasters and elemental traps that even the dragon body of the dragon family cannot resist are waiting for them behind the door.

If it weren't for the dragon clan's ability to transform into a cocoon and be reborn, I don't know how many dragon clans would have died in the long history of war.

No one knows how long this battle will last, just as no one knows the significance of this battle, but everyone knows that His Majesty in the sky is watching them.

that's enough.

At least compared to fighting with the same clan, most dragon clans are more inclined to open up the unmanned Nibelungen,

Going out alone and opening up and managing a world without people has brought unprecedented fun to some dragons, and many worlds are full of alchemy materials, allowing them to squander them at will.

During the period, they also discussed what the war was for. Could it be that His Majesty couldn't stand the endless civil war of the Dragon Clan and found something for them to do?
This kind of discussion intensified, and finally some seemingly convincing gossip came from nowhere, for example, His Majesty was looking for something important, which was hidden in a corner of the world, waiting for the lucky ones to find it. door to door.

As for what exactly, no one knows.

At this moment, Xia Li couldn't help but feel terrified. Could it be that what His Majesty is looking for is the corpse of this white giant dragon?

Speaking of which, even Edjo, who was once alive and known as the ancient among the ancients, did not know what the world was like before His Majesty.

"Sorry, Su's autobiography didn't mention this point, it only described that it was an indescribably huge monster, it was lying on an ocean, but it didn't sink, but rose and fell with the rolling waves. This is one of the few descriptions given by Su."

Professor Sacca apologized.

Xia Li frowned, this was the worst answer, ambiguous, it seemed to give but actually gave nothing.

They continued to go deep into the ancient city and marched along the imperial road. This road was too wide and too far away. Professor Saka's face became paler when they walked behind, which made Chen Motong very worried that this man might not be able to support him at all. until they reach the finish line.

"Enough is enough, I don't have time to waste any more."

Xia Li suddenly and coldly stopped this scene which in his eyes was no different from a farce.

The gorgeous and ferocious dragon wings spread behind him, tearing off the final veil. He lifted Professor Saka with one hand, looked at Chen Motong and Ling: "Will you two run by yourself, or choose to be carried by me?"

After a few seconds of silence.

Xia Li fluttered his wings and flew towards the bronze pillar at the end of the imperial road at extreme speed.

His right hand was drooping, with Ling and Chen Motong hanging from it, and the strong wind pressure even made it impossible for them to open their eyes.

It wasn't until Xia Li started to slow down and the wind pressure gradually decreased that Chen Motong took a deep breath, slowly opened his eyes, and saw the bronze pillar in front of him.

It is engraved with gorgeous but unknown patterns, whether it is a totem or a pattern with a deep meaning.

"Hurry up, let's go up and have a look." Xia Li looked up at the upper end of the bronze pillar, and said in a deep voice.

He began to walk slowly along the bronze pillar. On the way, Professor Saka stared intently at the carvings along the way, muttering something in his mouth.

When Xia Li finally came to the mirror that seemed to be cracked, Chen Motong finally couldn't help asking: "What the hell is this?"

"As you can see, Nibelung."

"Of course I know this is the Nibelungen, but the problem is that the mirror surface is the same..." Chen Motong was silent for a few seconds, and said with an ugly expression, "These two Nibelungen overlapped? They didn't overlap. Instant collapse?"

"The chance of the Nibelung roots overlapping is very small, but it's not impossible." Xia Li said, "Don't try to analyze the rules of the Nibelung roots, even the dragons can't fully understand them. We can find and open the Nibelung roots, But you asked us to explain the foundation of their existence and the principle of manufacturing, I can only say sorry."

He stretched out his hand to the mirror-like air above, and actually poked it directly in, as if he had reached into a hole and disappeared from their eyes.

"You can enter." Xia Li withdrew his intact hand, saying with convincing evidence.

After all, without waiting for the three to object, he swept his dragon wings and flew into another Nibelungen.

Little ripples of water rippled, and they crossed from one world to another.

The first thing that catches the eye is still the bronze pillar standing beside them, and then a dead world. Four colors fill every part of the world, symbolizing the gasification and solidification of the four elements.

"This is a warehouse." Xia Li said softly, "This place is full of dead substances, which are excellent materials for alchemy."

"Then what about the Nibelung in front?" Zero suddenly asked, "Have you seen this bronze pillar?"

Xia Li shook his head and said: "No, to be honest, the Nibelungen below is a bit strange. Most of its architectural style is the dragon style of the ancient era, but I have never seen some styles before, so I can't confirm its specifics. age and attribution.”

"Can you understand the reliefs and patterns on the bronze pillar?"

"No, this is also where I am confused. We usually do not use pictures to record a period of history. We have inherited texts. Longwen is our inheritance. Through Longwen, we can even directly show what happened in the past in our minds. This period of history, this is not comparable to the pattern."

Speaking of this, Xia Li hesitated for a while, and continued: "I suspect that this place does not belong to the civilization of the Dragon Clan."

"How did the architectural style of the Dragon Clan come into being?" Chen Motong asked, she was already feeling a little strenuous, hanging on Xia Li's arm for a long time, "Do you mind finding a place for us first?

"Please continue to go up, and slowly, I want to read the carvings on this bronze pillar." Professor Saka said weakly and firmly.

"As you wish, one of the few interesting guys among human beings." Xia Li said quietly.

He could feel that the spiritual fire of Professor Saka in his hand was gradually extinguished, and he was about to run out of fuel.

In this silent, dead world, not even the sound of dragon wings vibrating the air no longer exists.

Under Xia Li's conscious slowing down, they finally reached the top of the bronze pillar, which was a spacious area like a square, with nothing on it.

Professor Saka sat down slowly, he closed his eyes, and the pattern of flying around before played in his mind like a lantern. At this moment, he showed an amazing memory, not only remembering all the pictures he saw, but also recalling It reminds me of the relics around the world I have visited in my life, as well as all the secret documents, myths and legends I have read, including those secrets that only exist in word of mouth.

He felt that he had been preparing for this moment all his life, and it turned out that this was his destiny.

Saka opened his cloudy and dim eyes, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Chen Motong's wrist, with a hoarse and urgent voice:

"In the existing myths and legends of human beings, there are almost all records about the great flood. The Great Yu of China controlled the water, Noah's Ark in the Bible, and the stone tablets left by the Mesopotamian civilization have also translated stories about the flood. On this bronze pillar, I found a similar picture, which roughly means that the flood fell from the sky, swept the whole world, and everything was overturned... But why did it fall from the sky?"

He asked while talking, not sure if he was asking Chen Motong or talking to himself.

"Is it rainstorm?" Chen Motong asked.

"No, the manifestations of rainstorm and flood are different." Saka's voice became softer, "In the subsequent pictures, not all the spirits living in the world are drowned, and the flame represents being burned to death. , the cracked earth should represent an earthquake, is the wave water or a storm? Each pattern represents a kind of disaster. The flood fell from the sky and brought various disasters to the world. These disasters buried the world. It also ruined all civilizations..."

Chen Motong's expression became solemn. If she guessed correctly, it should represent the four elements of feng shui, earth and fire.

According to legend, the four great monarchs respectively hold the final speech spirits of the four elements, each of which can leverage the power to destroy the world.

But why a flood that fell from the sky can set off various elemental disasters?
She subconsciously looked at Xia Li, but found that the latter's face was much paler than that of Professor Saka.

He seems to have gotten some amazing information from Professor Saka's words. What kind of information can make the four monarchs of the Dragon Clan so afraid?
Chen Motong was puzzled, but Professor Saka continued.

"In addition to the Great Flood, I also found symbols on it that resembled shooting stars, a few shining stars on the cloud with their tails descending, and a huge tree, which was very tall, because the symbol representing the cloud was only In the middle of the trunk, there is still a long distance from the crown of the tree, and similar rumors are reflected in different myths, such as the construction tree in China, the World Tree in Norse mythology, and even the Babylonian Tower in the Bible."

"They should respectively represent the meteor shower, and the pillars supporting the world, which may also represent the passage to the highest part of the world."

In the end, Professor Saka's voice became softer, but his eyes were as bright as torches, no longer muddy and dim.

This should be the flashback in the legend. At this moment, he returned to the peak of his life. The knowledge accumulated in his mind was ups and downs, bursting out sparks of inspiration. He was combining what he had learned all his life to interpret Fresco on this bronze column.

"Trees so tall that they reached to the sky broke off, and in their place...was..."

He suddenly got stuck and trembled all over, as if he had seen something terrible.

"What is it?" Chen Motong couldn't help asking.

"It's the sea! It's the sea! It's the sea! It's not a flood! It's sea water! The sea water poured down from the sky, swept and overturned the whole world, and brought disasters that destroyed the world! Everything in the world was buried under the sea of ​​sky! Civilization Perish, all things perish, and after that there will be endless night...until...until..."

"A god was born."

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Horus hadn't been this embarrassed for a long time.

But in front of the corpse guards refined from the dragon body of Uroboros and Frixis, he has no power to parry.

Frixis had transformed into a real zero-generation species before his death, and the dragon power alone could make the dragons under him lose tens of thousands of combat power, even if only the dragon body was left.

Horus could only do his best to dodge the fatal attack and escape without losing his mobility, throwing out a few spirits from time to time on the way to hinder the opponent.

For example, using [Ice King] to condense seawater to create a large amount of ice, but all of them were crushed by Frixis.

He has already seen that the spirit of speech is his most powerful and powerful weapon at present. Frixis, who has been reduced to a corpse guard, no longer has the ability to use the spirit of speech at all, and that woman does not have the dragon blood at all!
It's really weird that a woman who claimed to be able to create pure-blooded dragons didn't transform herself into a dragon, and her physical strength far exceeded the limit of creatures.

Her unsuspecting appearance in the deep sea under [-] meters before is enough proof of this.

What kind of monster is she?

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and Horus is still a long way from the sea surface, and even if he escapes from the sea surface, in his state at that time, it is impossible to display the strongest side of [Judgment] .

He sighed softly in his heart, he really didn't want to die like this, he hadn't watched the little empress get married and have children yet.

Just when he was about to ignite the final soul fire, a slender figure fell from above at an astonishing speed, like a free fall, rolling up the monstrous sea water and falling!

"Ouroboros!"

The girl's voice echoed under the deep sea.

Horus was startled, this is... the younger sister of the king of sea and water?