Dark Iron Incident

He also sat for a while on the ruins, which used to be the place where he watched the stars, and where he was looking forward to, waiting for his brother who returned from hunting.The severed left arm still hurts a bit, because it is a proof of confession to the parents, and it has not healed yet.Among them, there are very few cases of suicide among the monsters, and his behavior like this is even more unforgivable... Not only will he cut off the blood of Hetalos, but he will also wipe out the last evidence left by his mother Shemi Flanna in this world .

He thought of his father forbidding the fire dragon to sacrifice his life for him, and he thought to himself that it's okay, his father is not here.He didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if his father gave him an order to live.That was horrific.

...Does he still have that much power?

My brother has already died on the battlefield... The Command Stone should have completed its mission and returned to him.

Where is he now?Are you still looking for your mother?

He shook his head and left the sad place.

On the barren land of Kabruheim, a gust of cold wind penetrated from the other side of the stone wall of the underground palace, casting a shadow even in such a dark night, with no boundary left or right, moving slowly.

As the chariot of the sun god began to run, the wind fell on the lifeless territory, and it was easily thrown away by sweeping into the dormant brown earth volcano.The fire detectors who found danger in the surrounding area also rushed back, but no fire detectors flew out, and no fighting sound was heard.

Zalian, who was leaning on the fire dragon, sensed something was wrong, erected the ice shield, and poked his head out carefully.After dodging the first wave of attacks, he was pressed to the ground by the protruding black line. No matter how many ice picks he threw, he would be interrupted by left and right.Only then did he realize that on the inner wall of Vulcan's Cave, the fire detectors were stuck by black shadows like spider webs, and he was not the only one who couldn't break free.

The ice dragon instantly turned into a little mouse, jumped out of the gap, turned back into an ice dragon again, dodged the shadows in all directions, and rushed back to the place where Clegane was lying, but was lifted up by a greater force, stuck tightly At the top of the cave, you can't even change.

"...Report your name!" He shouted loudly, "Stay away from him, no matter who you are, he will not pose a threat to you! Call me if you have any questions!"

The tall black figure began to turn around, and a face-like part turned to face Zalien.

Who was standing in front of him, Zallion couldn't think of it at all—he held his breath, and couldn't say the title that had already jumped to the tip of his tongue.He couldn't believe what had happened to make this giant he was so familiar with become something he didn't know at all.

No matter the breath, the phantom, or the demon spirit...all changed, as if twisted together disgustingly.

The black shadow let go of him, causing him to fall to the ground, trembling and retreating to the wall, his eyes widened.

Time seemed to have stopped for a long time before the two of them moved slightly.Zallion trembled more violently. The latter stretched out a claw-like part, turned over, and a small stone appeared in the claw, glowing faintly.

With a light grip, the indestructible stone seal split in two, and the two entangled balls slowly separated like jellyfish, circling in the air in confusion.

"Shame."

The voice of the black shadow came from far away, a little hazy, and no emotion could be heard.

Zalien ran to Fire Dragon, wanting to hug him like a human, but he was afraid of provoking the other person's fury, so he could only bend down and stick to the ground tightly.

"...I'm... sorry... I'm sorry!" He took a lot of effort to hold back his tears, "I'm sorry!" Don't cry!Can't cry!

"You never cherish it!" The roar shattered the high platform, and Zalien knelt down, shaking his head.

"...I'm sorry, father, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...you can save him...you can save brother, father...I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I can't live, father...I'm sorry..."

"You are the King! You are my son, Zalien."

"……sorry……"

"What do you think you are? Why, Clegane played once, and you're so kind that you want to play too, don't you?—then I'll let you play to your heart's content."

"No...no, don't, don't, father! I can give birth to you...! Sorry, I was too reckless! I shouldn't just walk away like this, I can give birth to you!— I continue the blood for you, father—"

"And then?" Hertalos' voice became very soft.

"...then...then...then..."

"I will not let you die, Zallion. No matter how you continue my descendants, you cannot continue the blood of Shemi Flanna. I don't care who lives, you or Clegane, but the one who stays , must live."

"……Do not……"

"Are you saying no to me, Zalyon?"

The powerful force knocks the ice monster against the wall.

The struggling blue dragon knelt at the giant's feet again regardless of the pain.He seemed to be able to feel his brother's flame burning in his chest. This time he raised his head and looked at the giant with firm eyes.

"...Father...I know that I have never been your proud son, and I also know that you can't prevent my death...No matter what order you give me, I can find a way to die...Don't force me , even if I turn to the gods like a traitor, I can do it, please understand my determination..."

"Changed to a threat? You've grown too bold, Zallion."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, but I can't give you anything except sorry... You have always wanted to protect your mother, haven't you? - You are immortal, but aren't you also looking for a way to die!?"

"...do you know what you're talking about?—do you know who you're talking to!"

"My feelings for my brother are the same as your feelings for your mother! Why can't you understand!!" He still cried, "You have lived with your mother for more than six centuries, but my brother and I... I don’t have anything!! I don’t even have any memories that can relieve this pain, how do you want me to live...how do you want me to live like you!!”

The shadow swelled, and Zalyon thought he was going to punch himself hard as punishment for his raveous words.But this swelling lasted for a moment, and when it was about to erupt, it dried up weakly and slowly, and the only thing that filled the air was the desperate cry of the ice dragon.

The cold horror in the cave began to fade.

"I told Shimi Flanna once," he said, "perhaps you are the only one of all my children who dare not disobey me. But look how you talk to me now."

Zalyon bowed his head sadly.

"It seems that we have only one choice, doesn't it?"

"...No, father...no..."

"I've tried so many ways, this may be the last one, maybe it's not. Just let me see if you two bastards can get me to Shemi Flanna."

"...Father... Dear...?" Zallion, who didn't understand, looked at the shadow in confusion.

"Listen well, Zallion, as you said, I can't order you to live forever, but we can make a deal. Use your own language to decide your own path, is that fair enough?"

"...What do you want...? As long as you can let me die, I can promise you anything..."

"Don't just think about dying, think about living, my son. I can put this thing down, Clegane's death, I'll take it. I want you both to swear to me, with all your daemons Swear to me with your life—don't play tricks on me to die together, and play these tricks again." Shadow said coldly, "No matter what happens, one of them must live. Whoever stays and then plans to die, must It will turn into an echo in the black stone cave, forever incomprehensible. It is neither born nor destroyed."

Zalyon was too shaken to speak.

"Since you don't want to cherish Shemi Flanna's blood, don't blame me for doing so. This time... it's the last thing I leave for you if we each get what we need."

"...I... swear..." Binglong couldn't hear the sound other than his own heartbeat, for fear that the words in his mind would not be able to say, "...I swear, father...I swear, father, I swear! I Swear!—I swear..."

Repeating the same two words, Zallien closed his eyes tightly to prevent tears from falling again.

The small balls spun out of the Stone of Command spun fast, one of them slowly moved towards the tall Hetalos, and the other fell on the back of the fire dragon and slowly merged into it.

A line of red sentences appeared on the ground covered with fire ash. The ice dragon seemed to pounce on it, put its hooves on the ancient words, and pronounced its own name.The pain and itchiness like an ant's bite penetrated from the heart of the hoof.Crawling all the way to the heart, and then took a big bite, causing him to curl up in pain.The line of ants crawled into the bitten open heart, and the cold slowly left the room.

Hetalos also yelled heavily, his black mist extending in all directions began to shrink, and his body began to wither.In the end, only a wrinkled face remained, looking at Zalyon.

Binglong looked at the golden eyes that had been parted for too long, and these pupils still exuded grief and sadness to this day, obliterating the greatness and glory that remained in his heart.And the hourglass of life began to move down bit by bit.

"...I...I miss...her..." Zalien said softly, "...I miss...I miss her..."

The old giant lowered its eyelids.

"...I miss her so much, father, I often dream of her...I will dream of her walking on the grassland...in...in the underground palace...sing to me...waiting outside the underground palace You triumphantly..."

"Does she look good?"

"Very good..." Zalien's two tears fell to the ground, and he quickly lowered his head, "... very good... she is very good, she will always smile at me... just like you gave her When I went to Hell Flower...that smile..."

"...that's enough."

Hetalos turned away, gliding across the barren land as shadow and wind as he had come.

Whether he went back to the dilapidated underground palace or went somewhere else, Zallion didn't know, but that was the last time he saw his father, Lord Hetalos, whose reputation once resounded throughout the entire continent.The giant who had bound him and Clegane all this time disappeared in Zallion's obsession, and also disappeared in the long flow of history.

Zallion struggled to get up, hugging the dragon's neck tightly.

He could feel the familiar phantom rise up and surround each other.Although his taste and heartbeat have not recovered, he has burst into laughter.

He cried and laughed, wanting to strengthen himself, but in the end he wailed, not only for his elder brother who returned to his side, but also for his father...for his mother.With the sound of crying, he bit the fire dragon's ear hard, feeling the blood flow throbbing and the breathing strength gradually increasing.Until ice shards mixed with blood flowed out, until darkness surrounded him.