Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Okay, okay, you two stinky men, fuck off, I want to have a private chat with my lovely Xiaomi."

Norns waved his hand to drive Chu Zihang and Fingel away.

"What do you two want to talk about?" Fingel asked in astonishment.

"Xiao Mi is beautiful!" the woman said confidently, "Although she is not as beautiful as me, there are not many such beautiful girls in the world. There are many topics to talk about among beautiful girls. Are you ready to listen to the secret conversations in the boudoir?"

"I don't mind, but I don't know if you mind." Fingel said in a sincere tone.

"I'm very concerned about it, so please leave politely." Knowns smiled kindly.

"Okay!" Fingel knew that those who deal with current affairs are heroes, so he grabbed his junior brother's hand and trotted out, leaving the stage to the two women.

Chu Zihang looked back at Xia Mi, who smiled at him and made a fist gesture to reassure him.

The two men left the building and returned to the van.

"What do you think of tonight's conversation?" Fingel sat in the front row and lit a cigarette.

"What?" Chu Zihang was a little distracted and didn't hear Fingel's words clearly.

"Junior brother, are you distracted? It's really rare. You're not worried about junior sister, are you? Don't worry, the other party won't divert us and attack junior sister specifically. If she wants to do it, we can't stop her." Fingel comforted her.

"I'm not worried about this." Chu Zihang was silent for a while and whispered, "I was wondering how Xia Mi guessed the third question."

"The third question? You said 'betrayal'." Fingel tilted the driving seat and put his feet on the steering wheel, "Junior sister Hui Zhilan is happy."

Chu Zihang glanced at the lazy guy through the rearview mirror, "I probably know what you want to express, Brother Fen, but Hui Zhi Lan Xin is a metaphor for a woman's pure heart and elegant moral character."

Fingel's hand holding the cigarette froze and he muttered: "Damn, I learned it wrong."

"The information we got today is very important, so important that I dare not write it in the mission report afterwards." Chu Zihang looked down at the scabbard in his hand.

The sheath that he could easily reach gave him an unreal feeling.

If this is the real thing, is the scabbard that the hunter on the train unearthed a few years ago a fake?

Fingel said lazily: "In fact, even if you say it, the school board may not believe it. Instead, it will launch a rigorous investigation into these absurd truths and dig out our brains even if they are pried open." The truth is, so don’t look for it, it’s the right choice for everyone to keep it secret together.”

"Can't even the principal and vice principal reveal it?"

"These two old guys can still be trusted. At least they won't try to pry open our brains. You probably don't know that the old guy from the principal knows hypnosis."

"Has Senior Brother ever been on a mission before?"

"I've been out a few times. It was smooth sailing at first, and then it started to swell." Fingel scratched his head, "Junior brother, don't imitate me. If you don't pay attention to the tasks related to the dragon clan, you will die. If you die, you will regret it. It’s too late, there is no chance for the real world to restart.”

"Thank you for reminding me, senior brother." Chu Zihang was keenly aware of something profound hidden under Fingel's seemingly relaxed words.

He suddenly discovered that Fingel was also of his kind, and they both had an unspeakable painful past.

It's just that they chose different paths.

He chose to close himself off and embark on the road of revenge alone, while Senior Brother Fen seems to have chosen to face life with a smile...

He leaned back on the chair a little tiredly, looking at the rain curtain outside the window that had become stationary at some point, but suddenly the extraordinary calmness revealed on Xia Mi's face appeared in his mind.

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"What do you want to tell me, sister?" Xia Mi smiled sweetly.

"We haven't seen each other for so long. Don't you, sister Jörmungandr, have nothing to say to me?" Norns smiled gently, but in Xia Mi's eyes, there was fatal danger.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, the bright and gentle lights in the building became as sharp and cold as a knife edge, and a dangerous aura quietly filled the space between the two women.

They looked at each other without giving in, and the stalemate lasted for a long time.

"Sister, you have recognized the wrong person. I am Xia Mi." Xia Mi ended the confrontation with a smile.

"Oh? That's it." Knowns smiled and said regretfully, "It seems that my memory has become worse recently. I'm really sorry. To express my apology, I will reveal another secret to you."

"What secret?"

"Secrets about the Four Monarchs."

"Eh?"

"The four monarchs and the White King are equal beings, they are just containers of power."

"But unlike the incomplete authority that King Bai received, these authorities are relatively more complete, so Erhei split these authorities in half and gave corresponding authorities to the four monarchs respectively."

"Do you know why Erhei chose them? Because he doesn't want anyone to combine these powers into one. All he needs is a container. And also because among the first generation species, the four monarchs are all extremely special beings."

"Constantine will never grow up. Norton is hesitant and timid about Constantine. How can he still have the grace of the Gray King? No matter how violent and powerful the ocean and water are, they can't cover up what they have done for them. The essence of pets. The weakness of Sky and Wind is the soul, they are like two little kids who will not grow up."

"As for Jörmungandr, that girl is very smart. Her advantage lies in imitation and learning, and her disadvantage is that she is good at imitating. The world of dragons needs strength. Even if she ascends the throne of the earth and mountains, her strength is still not as good as other first-generation species. Her brother is the opposite of her. Constantine is naive, Fenrir is just stupid."

"What's special about them, apart from this disability, is that they are bound by emotions. They are obviously dragons, but they gave birth to human emotions. It's really ridiculous. Is this degeneration?"

"They have weaved a cage of family affection for themselves. This is what Erhei values. He does not want the 'vessels' to devour each other and perfect their authority. And in this world, what cage is better than the bondage of emotions? If it were changed If we were other dragons, I'm afraid they would have started to devour each other long ago."

Norns said slowly and leisurely. She suddenly paused and muttered,

"By the way, the reason why King White launched a rebellion back then was because he discovered this truth. The four monarchs were aware of it to some extent, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't have chosen to betray Erhei at the same time. Speaking of which, when they signed the alliance, I I also went to join in the fun, it was quite lively, it was a long-lost feast, and I had a great time.”

Xia Mi lowered her head, gently holding her left hand's wrist with her right hand, and the bangs on her forehead covered her eyes.

"For my sister, is this world just a game?"

"Huh? Does Xiaomi have a different opinion?"

"Some people are exhausted just by surviving..."

"No." Norns interrupted her with a smile, "Xiaomi can't use such childish human terms. We don't have the fragile bonds of humans, and our death will not cause trouble to anyone. If If you feel that living is too tiring, then go and die. Whether you live or die is your own choice. Now that you have chosen, you must be aware of it, instead of imitating human beings and lamenting self-pity, but lingering and gasping for breath. Wanting to die is a bad habit."

Her smile is serene, with an unearthly beauty that is independent of the world, like a clear lotus blooming quietly to admire itself.

Xia Mi suddenly realized that this woman's beauty did not belong to this world.

Underneath her seemingly quirky and playful exterior, there is a complete self-estrangement from the entire world.

This woman comes from a civilization older than the Dragon Clan, a truly lost civilization, and she is the last person in the lost civilization.

This world is no longer the world she is familiar with.

Her time has long passed.

She is the last person of civilization and the last trace of that civilization. She lives alone in this world with the beginning of civilization on her back.

When she dies, everything belonging to that ancient civilization will completely disappear.

No one will remember them, just as no one will know they existed.

What kind of thoughts does she have living until now?

"Is this a world where even if you die, you won't cause trouble to anyone? My sister and I are different." Xia Mi smiled again, as if he had regained his composure.

Knowns looked at her lovingly: "Do you know why I say that being good at imitation is both an advantage and a disadvantage?"

"Probably, it's because people who are good at imitating often lose themselves and live like others?" Xia Mi tilted his head.

"It's not scary to put on a mask. What's scary is that you gradually can't tell whether the person under the mask is you. What's even more scary is that you can clearly tell the difference, but pretend that you can't tell the difference. In addition, you feel that there are completely different civilizations. , can it really produce love?”

"Sister seems to dislike us very much?"

"It is difficult to blend hearts, especially between two hearts from different civilizations. Love is two-way, but sometimes it requires one-way dedication. Do you have the courage? I have witnessed many tragedies. I I don’t think much of you.”

"You have to try." Xia Mi said softly, "If you don't even dare to try, then you will lose completely, right?"

"That's it." Knowns smiled, "Then let's take this opportunity to try it. That's all. If I continue talking, someone will cause trouble for me!"

She winked playfully, and the previous atmosphere was burst like a bubble.

"Good luck to Xiaomi! Although I don't think much of you, I'm still looking forward to it. After all, what people like us like most is to witness our fate being knocked to the ground again."

"Why did sister choose this time to enter?" Xia Mi suddenly asked.

"I don't know. Maybe it's because the world line has changed, and there seems to be hope of a comeback at last? Or maybe it's because I like the boy named Chu Zihang? Well, I can't say it's because my hands are itchy again and I'm ready to die. After some hard work, I just picked you."

Norns smiled and walked past her, with his hands behind his back and his feet jumping up and down like a grid.

Her appearance is really similar to Xia Mi. Just as Lu Mingfei once said, she is more quirky than her junior sister, but Xia Mi got a glimpse of the woman's long-gone inner world from today's conversation. .

What she has carried, what she has experienced, and what she has faced are all "heaviness" that Xia Mi can relate to, but is far out of reach.

Norns hummed a melody that Xia Mi had never heard before. The melody was light and sad, just like the beautiful but lonely sunset in autumn.

Xia Mi stood still for a long time and finally turned around and walked towards the outside of the building, where someone was waiting for her.

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"Why isn't it healed yet?" Chu Zihang put the holy sword into its scabbard and placed it across his knees.

"Isn't it coming? Junior sister and junior sister are here." Fingel glanced out the window, stood up, took his feet off the steering wheel, and threw the cigarette butt out, "Okay! Get ready to fight!"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." Xia Mi clasped his hands, "There are still ten minutes. Everything will be back to normal in ten minutes."

"Ten minutes?" Fingel rubbed his chin, "Don't say ten minutes. If we can't deal with Kungunir, ten hours will be like waiting to die."

His eyes fell on Chu Zihang's knees.

"Junior brother, have you found a use for it?"

Chu Zihang said in a daze: "I still don't have a clue."

"Then why don't you try a drop of blood?" Fingel scratched his head, "Think about it, the vice principal also dropped blood when he awakened the Seven Deadly Sins. Maybe this thing requires a high enough blood concentration to awaken it."

"But the problem is that Norns are not dragons." Chu Zihang was helpless.

He also thought about using blood to awaken alchemical weapons, but that woman was not a dragon at all, and she did not have dragon blood. It was like someone playing chakra met someone playing domineering, and the interfaces were not compatible.

Fingel couldn't help but be stunned.

"Holy shit... it's really true." Fingel said weakly, "How about you consult Kungunir, who is used by Odin. We are all selected people, and can we discuss academic research with each other? Do we have anything to share with each other? Well!"

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi: "..."

"I knew that you were out of line, senior brother, but I didn't expect that, senior brother, you had already become a god on this path." Xia Mi lamented, turned to look at Chu Zihang, and said seriously, "Senior brother, give it a try, anyway, this little blood is not enough No money, just in case it succeeds!”

Chu Zihang had no choice but to pull out the holy sword and made a cut on his thumb. Blood dripped on the scabbard.

Drops of blood slowly seeped into the scabbard.

The three people stared at the scabbard with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any moment.

"My eyes are a little dry...moisten them first." Fingel couldn't bear it anymore and said sarcastically.

"It's really useless. The scabbard is not activated by dragon blood." Chu Zihang shook his head.

He recalled Norns' words as he tossed the scabbard to him.

Not just anyone can become a god with a divine weapon.

If you can't even use it, no matter how powerful a weapon is, it's just a piece of scrap metal.

How to use this scabbard?

Chu Zihang pondered.

Even if this weapon was not an alchemy weapon, it was something similar. He sensed the living being sleeping in the scabbard, but he had no means to wake him up.

If bloodline is not enough...Long Wen?

His eyebrows suddenly jumped, remembering what his junior brother said when he faced the dragon on the train.

Dragon text is the essence of dragon power. What drives dragon text is not chakra or domineering, but spiritual power!

But how to activate spiritual power?

"Junior sister, are you sure it's really ten minutes?" Fingel's voice sounded calmly.

"Huh? She is indeed..." Xia Mi's voice disappeared.

There was a group of black shadows surrounding the van at some point.

They completed the encirclement silently. At this close range, the sacred car could not accelerate fast enough to knock them away.

"Junior brother, it's up to you. Give it to them!" Fingel turned back to cheer for Chu Zihang.

When Chu Zihang stepped out of the car, the rain curtain remained still, but these black shadows quietly appeared around them. Are they out of the control of the game?

This discovery made Chu Zihang feel a shadow in his heart.

This game world seems to have problems due to someone's chaos.

A dragon text that was compressed to the extreme came out of his mouth, and a faint light visible to the naked eye flashed between his eyebrows, and immediately expanded a thousand times.

The domain of Yan Ling·Jun Yan is released.

The high temperature instantly drove away the still raindrops around, releasing a large amount of heat, and the boundaries of the field were clearly visible.

Snake-like twisted lines emerged around him. These dark red lines extended along the edge of the field, intertwined with each other, becoming clearer and darker. The high temperature was locked inside the field.

Chu Zihang stretched out his hand, and these black lines separated from the domain interface and converged on Chu Zihang's palm. Finally, the black lines formed a vortex and rotated at high speed in Chu Zihang's palm, as unstable as a top on the edge of losing control.

This is……

He looked at the black vortex in his hand with some confusion, and subconsciously pushed the dangerous black vortex out of the field.

Out of the controllable range of the domain, the high temperature of thousands of degrees exploded instantly!

Flames swept across the wide streets, turning the shadows into lava-colored skeletons.

In an instant, all the still raindrops in the surrounding area were vaporized, and a thick white mist enveloped the street.

A dark shadow hiding in the back that was lucky enough not to be affected, instinctively sensed that there was a flaw in Chu Zihang, and did not shrink back at all because of the death of its kind.

It pounced on Chu Zihang with the force of a tiger, and its fangs under the mask were as sharp as daggers!

But Chu Zihang was uncharacteristically looking at his palm blankly.

I didn't finish this chapter yesterday. I originally thought I'd finish it by catching some fish at work today. Who would have thought that I would scan a bunch of images today and be so busy...