Dark Iron Incident

"You're not going to tell, are you?"

"I don't know what Lord Clegane wants to do, but he gave me an order to come back to protect Lord Kernelie, and he saw Lord Zallion during the escape, so he went back to warn you. That's all I know many."

"You'd better tell me the truth, Aris."

"I'm telling the truth."

Zallion stared at him for a long time before he picked up his robe tail and went back to the outside of Vulcan Cave.

"...Cenelie."

"Master Zallion! How are you talking with Aris?"

"So-so. The outside world is chaotic now, you just stay here and don't go anywhere. Do you understand?"

"Understood, that's what my father told me every day."

"If I have time, I will come to see you. Your father may not be back for a while."

"……why?"

"As I said, the outside world is too chaotic... Many people have to be busy with their own affairs."

"When does he come back?"

"It shouldn't be long."

"Then when will you come to see me?"

"...It shouldn't be long." Shaking his head, Zaarion once again passed through the thick volcanic ash, heading towards the coast of Isha in his memory.

The progress of attacking the Abyss of Earth Mother is not as smooth as imagined. In the prayers of human beings, gods can send them various utensils. A small place has been held for a long time. Even if human beings are about to be defeated, they will flee in all directions. Hiding in the sanctuary of the gods, the monsters who couldn't pursue them could only attack the dungeon, and they couldn't conquer it in a short time. The demigods made a comeback, and they had to retreat again.

This made Zalien very angry, it was like a playful tickle, as if entering a cycle, everyone could see that this was a muddy battle, but there was no other way.

More than half a month has passed since the Sphinx waited for Gaia's news. The stagnant water that Gaia handed over to him was enough to erode a small hole in the gate of the abyss. In a small crack, Ares' chariot descended from the sky, shouting the absolute name of holy war, and started the real battle on the ground.

The warrior god of war has always been the guy Zallion hates the most, as long as he is allowed to kill, he is satisfied, and even let his four precious horses eat the flesh and blood of the defeated.Wearing armor and holding a spear high, he began to plunder. Zallion had to follow behind the demon king Scylla to resist the attack of the group of terrifying war horses named Phobos.

They fought back vigorously, using various routes and methods to attack secretly and openly, but they were still beaten all over. Although there was only one god who came into the world, he came prepared, relying on the unique advantages of the arena, let the monsters Unable to invade on a large scale, they can only wander outside the volcano.

And his task is to make the large army of monsters fall apart so that they cannot pose a threat and never leave the crater, so that the protection of the gods can exert its greatest power in Weng Nei.

Obedient to his father's advice, Aris did not carry out the hunt that he always liked, leaving the monsters who had been defeated repeatedly helpless, leaving them exhausted, and even losing their lives if they were not careful.

Human beings who could record this scene described the volcano as 'blood and bones everywhere'. Zallion, who heard them crying like this, thought it was ridiculous. There were very few people who died, and this simply couldn't be put on the table.They should have seen the great battle of old.

The God of War scattered all the demons and prevented them from reuniting at the crater. As long as they were always scattered, it would be useless even if the Earth Mother Abyss was opened.

After sacrificing many of their compatriots, even the Sphinx was repelled to a remote valley, temporarily dormant, unable to find a chance to fall into the dead water.The battle, which lasted nearly two years, has temporarily subsided, but Ares is still walking wildly in the Canyon of the Kings, and the three monster kings who escaped from the catastrophe are also waiting for the opportunity to act and never give up. They believe that as long as the casualties caused Suffering enough, with him, Ares, there must be nothing he can do.

Zalien licked his wounds on the coast of Isha. He knew that the war would not end so quickly. The Bronze War lasted for 27 years, but he felt a little tired. It is very big, and sometimes they attack violently for days and nights, but to no avail.Ares, like humans and demigods, was stalling for their time, and he didn't know why, but he was disturbed—all of his kind were disturbed, and it wasn't normal, as if something terrible was going on underground.

Although Zallion knew that it was not easy to face the battlefield, he didn't know that it would be so difficult.No matter what he did, he had to keep his eyes wide open and think quickly. Maybe he would die if he turned around a step too late. Ares' spear had grazed his neck twice, and his horse had trampled him to the dust. His ice would sometimes be suppressed, and huge wounds appeared on his body inexplicably, and there was no safe place for him to heal his wounds.

At the beginning, he would try to attack while healing, but this distraction soon caused him to splatter blood, and he finally learned to let go of those injuries, and use all his energy to mop up the steady stream of God of War soldiers.

And every time he retreated, he would think of Clegane in the Bronze Prison Arena, and then understood his insistence on fighting with wounds—that was real war, not entertainment.

When he was still very young, facing Clegane who had returned from the expedition, he never had a good face. He felt that he was left behind, and would always go to Vulcan Cave to make a scene, wanting to go to the battlefield together, regardless of The hard work of the other party, insisting that the other party coax him to appease his anger.Having never experienced bloody battles, he has always had a childlike longing for war, as if he could beat all his partners with a little more seriousness on Kolochu, which is as easy and enjoyable as it is, and he can also get praise and honor...

Looking back now, he actually felt a faint sense of guilt... and a little gratitude, grateful that Clegane came back alive every time.

This time it is definitely possible, I have already exchanged, he will definitely be able to live.And who is he, he is the fire dragon, even if Zeus is standing in front of him, he will not be afraid.Now is the time to fight against the enemy, personal grievances can be ignored, I am not that naive.

Besides, if that lunatic never came back, wouldn't I really have to take care of Cenelie until the beginning of the year?Should I take her to the underworld to drink the water of the underworld?What if she refuses to die like I did back then?

...No... Probably not, it seems that every monster is very calm.

Of course, it is better to leave it to the World Destroyer to do it, seeing is not seeing.

Cenelie was not a fool, she knew what was going on outside, but she was obedient not to cause trouble.Zallion has been staying with her at Klin Volcano since the temporary truce. Although he is not her father, there are always things he can do.

Charmander is a very well-behaved child, especially well-educated in etiquette, unlike when he was a child, he chattered up and down, and he was not as silent as Clegane when he was a child, and exploded when touched... Maybe it is these fire detectives Thanks to this, they use honorifics no matter what they say, and they can maintain a certain sense of distance no matter what they do.But occasionally Zallion was still a little worried, because this was the code of conduct of his subordinates anyway, without arrogance.

"You will win, won't you, Lord Zalyon?"

"Of course," the ice dragon said to her, "of course."

When the "of course" that Zalian said finally had a chance to be fulfilled, Kronos whispered in the air, and Zalian knew that he was not the only one who heard the sound, it was like a conspiracy, only when they Spread among monsters.

The ice dragon's gray mood finally brightened. When facing a war, any glimmer of hope can make them regain their strength. This is something that gods and humans cannot do. This innate fighting instinct stimulates them , making them all willing to die in a pool of blood.

The Desert Moon hovered provocatively above the head of God of War, irritating this violent man, and other monsters also began to use their tactics to counter the enemy's harassment with harassment, disturbing the morale of the army.Although this was of no use, the patience of God of War was worn out by this long waiting battle. He originally liked hearty and hearty battles, and he lost interest in his mission more and more.

This is exactly what the Sphinx was waiting for. Everyone knew this god of war with a bad temper. He was able to stick to it for so long, which was already very admirable.

In addition, now, the old god king Kronos who was imprisoned in the execution ground after being defeated by his son also joined the battle. He is an unknown, but also a very powerful source of power. When he turns the time, Ares's patience becomes worse and worse until When it breaks, it is the opportunity for everyone to rush forward.

Kronos made the four-year passage of time in the real world confused above the Dawang Canyon. The Dawang Canyon, which was originally strange in time, gradually cooperated. Ares felt that he had been trapped in this tiny place for ten years, 20 years, The fewer and fewer monsters attacking were also creating an illusion for him that the enemy was gradually giving up. He began to roar into the sky, cursing that this was another punishment from Zeus. This was not fighting, but going to jail.

The day of breaking the prison is getting closer, and even Cenelie can feel the atmosphere of excitement and tension in the Vulcan Cave. Her little uncle has spent less and less time recently, but the light in his eyes is getting brighter and brighter. She really wanted to say some words of encouragement, but remembered that she hadn't learned it.

Ice Dragon found that he still had a glimmer of hope to see Clegane come back safe and sound. Although the relationship between them had broken down, if it had nothing to do with love, it would be good to offer him a few ancient words to congratulate him on his victory.

Since the beginning of the war, every time I think about Klegane, I don’t feel bad. Those crying, the pain when signing the blood book, are all covered by the atmosphere of the battlefield, and those emotions have become so small, insignificant compared with the new world that is about to be attracted .After all, they were brothers who lived through life and death. As long as Clegane could come back, they might be able to count on each other... Well, I also contributed, and took care of this brat for so long.

Soon...it will be over soon...I can finally go back to my Lumpy Shadow Forest, and Clegane can come back and continue to be his World Destroyer!From now on, we don't owe each other—we don't owe each other, so I can let it go.

Zallion, who couldn't wait, closed his eyes on the high pile of ashes, suddenly wanting to try his prophetic dream.Cenelie slept further inside, and had already fallen asleep. There was no dust under her body, so she could directly feel the heat of the volcano, and fell asleep faster.

But it’s impossible to tell if it’s a premonitory dream just once. According to the only experience, the precognitive mirror dream always repeats, repeats, and repeats, until Zallion knows all the details by heart, and things will not happen.

... Then can I dream of a more distant future?Long, long after the war?Maybe Kenelie has grown up, Clegane has a lot of offspring, my Luanying Forest is full of mistletoe, and human beings have not entered the Iron Age. Everything is as usual, very beautiful?

Zallion didn't know that waiting for the victory felt so good, so impatient, and even the dream he made was his favorite Kabulheim prairie, the underground palace with his mother, and the distant Locke Hill. The monsters walking in his dream held their heads high, without any fear or shadow.