Deep in Diluk's consciousness, the sound of his own faint breathing surrounded his ears. The sound was like a candle in the wind, as if it would go out at any time.

There was nothing all around, apart from this, there was nothing here, a void, like an endless abyss, swallowing up everything.

In this dark environment, it seemed that even time had lost its meaning, as if the eternal silence was swallowed up by endless darkness. Diluk tried to struggle to get up, but his body seemed to be pressed down by a heavy burden, unable to move at all.

"Where am I..." Diluk felt a strong sense of confusion in his heart. He tried hard to recall what happened before, but all he got was a blur and chaos.

"My body has lost consciousness..." Diluk muttered to himself, his voice sounding particularly desolate in the void. However, just when he felt desperate, suddenly, he felt dizzy again, like a powerful shock wave, completely submerging his consciousness.

When Diluk opened his eyes again, he found himself on a dilapidated carriage.

The car was filled with an old smell, and the wooden seats were shaking slightly and making creaking sounds. Sitting in the car were his father and himself ten years ago.

"This is..." Diluk stared at the scene in disbelief. He saw his younger self sitting quietly beside his father, his eyes revealing curiosity and desire for the world. His father, on the other hand, had a serious face and looked forward firmly.

Diluk was so excited that he almost shouted. He stretched out his hand and waved at the man in front of him, his heart full of anticipation.

"Father!" He called softly, hoping to attract his father's attention. But unfortunately, the other party did not give any response, as if he could not see his existence at all.

Diluk's mood instantly plummeted. He understood that this was just a scene deeply hidden in his memory, and now he was just a bystander.

He silently looked at himself in his memory, as if he was traveling through a time tunnel. At that time, he was so pure and innocent, and full of infinite longing for the future.

Outside the carriage, the rain was dripping, as if telling some secret. The raindrops fell on the window, forming crystal clear water droplets that slid down.

"Father, when can we reach Mond?" Suddenly, a childish voice broke the silence in the car. In my memory, I looked out through the car window, with a hint of anxiety and expectation in my eyes.

The man sitting next to him gently touched Diluk's head, smiled and said, "Don't worry, my dear child, we will be home soon." The man's voice was full of love, which made the young Diluk feel extremely warm.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Diluk felt a strong emotion surge in his heart.

He suddenly realized that the scene he was experiencing at the moment was exactly the terrible disaster that happened more than a decade ago. He looked at his father in front of him with a heavy heart, and a feeling that was both familiar and strange surged into his heart.

As the carriage continued to move forward steadily, something strange suddenly appeared in the sky. A huge roar came from overhead, as if a giant dragon was roaring.

The horses were frightened by the sudden sound and ran away in all directions, leaving several people on the cart to the ground.

The strong impact not only sent Diluk flying backwards more than ten meters, but also caused the carriage to overturn due to inertia.

Diluk struggled to get up from the ground and stared at the sky. He saw a dark cloud rolling in, and a huge figure could be vaguely seen in it.

As the distance got closer, the figure became clearer and clearer—it turned out to be a dragon! It pounced on the carriage with its fangs and claws bared, and flames spewed from its mouth.

"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!!"

"Where are the guards! Hurry up and protect the master and the young master!!"

As a burst of terrified shouts rang out, the originally peaceful carriage suddenly became chaotic. Outside the window, a huge dragon descended from the sky, swooping down with fierce momentum. Faced with the sudden threat, the servants in the carriage panicked.

Looking at the chaotic scene, Diluk's father seemed unusually calm. He sat there silently, with a barely perceptible sadness in his eyes. He gently stroked his son beside him, as if he was an invaluable treasure.

"Dad, what happened outside?" The self in my memory blinked his clear eyes and asked curiously.

However, before he could finish his words, a blazing fireball streaked across the sky like a meteor and smashed directly into the carriage they were in. In an instant, there was a loud bang, and the entire carriage was blown to pieces, with fragments flying everywhere.

In this thrilling moment, Diluk's father held his son tightly in his arms and used his body to block the flying debris and flames.

Despite multiple injuries, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, doing his best to protect the child in his arms.

At the same time, the other servants also came to their senses. They bravely rushed towards the dragon and tried to stop its atrocities.

But without the Eye of God, how could they possibly be a match for the Demon Dragon?

And at this moment, the self in the memory carried the injured father on his back and then placed him next to the wreckage of the carriage.

"The Knights, is it the Knights?!"

"We are under enemy attack, requesting support."

However, after a long time, the other party sent a disappointing message: "Sorry, it will take us some time to get there, please hold on!"

Hearing this answer, everyone's mood instantly fell to the bottom, but the self in the memory stood up and said slowly: "It's okay, let me hold it back."

He raised the huge sword without hesitation and slowly pointed it forward. The sword flashed with cold light, as if announcing his determination and courage to the enemy.

In front of him was a huge dragon emitting dark purple light. The dragon bared its fangs and claws, spewed blazing flames from its mouth, and emitted a suffocating breath.

Facing such a powerful enemy, most people would have been scared to death, but the self in his memory was not afraid at all. Because he knew very well that at such a critical moment, only he who possessed the Eye of God had the strength to fight against it.

"Just wait until the rescue arrives..." He said to himself silently, his eyes determined. At this moment, he was ready to sacrifice himself, just to buy more time for everyone to wait for rescue.

However, before I could notice it in my memory, I saw my injured father lying on the side, with a trace of unwillingness on his face, and a scarlet object tightly grasped in his hand...

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