Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"That is to say...we died at the hands of Frixis in the last life?" The priest said to himself, "But when did he discover our traces?"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Norns and thought of another possibility. It may not all be that Norens's participation in the war exposed his whereabouts, and that guy Ouroboros...

This guy always does things unscrupulously. All she cares about is success, and the process is not worth mentioning.

Norns looked at the direction in which Frisius left, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

As a participant in the second battle to overthrow the throne, she knew very well how far Frixis had gone. Hundreds and thousands of years after stealing the throne, he had reached the level of a true monarch by relying on the usurped authority.

In those days, Frixis did not secure the throne through rhetoric and maneuvering, but power, a power that dominated the rest of the dragon clan.

Even Horus, who was once at the same level and made all the first-generation species flee, has lost the qualification to master the elements in front of him.

Horus was easily defeated by him in a frontal battle and fell into a deep sleep. Ofina had been killed by Frisis himself in the battle in the sky, and the remaining Hephitus was imprisoned in the temple by him. .

The remaining dragon clan, including the Presbyterian Church, is even more helpless.

He usurped the name of the Black King and also obtained the true power of the Black King. Even though he was seriously injured while exploring the Nibelungs, and was shot through by Odin Egungunir when he took the opportunity, he still showed his blood under the sky. A sweeping gesture.

The four great monarchs were among those who besieged him. Among them, the brother of the King of Ocean and Water, who was famous for his vitality, also fell at his hands, not to mention the others.

If it weren't for Odin holding Kungunir, the battle that year would have ended in failure. This also proved that no one within the Dragon Clan could threaten the throne of Frixis, and he had truly achieved the supreme position.

If he really took action...

This trip between me and Lao Mei might be really dangerous, especially after I lost [Utopia].

If they were in their prime and joined forces, they would be quite capable of fighting.

Norns frowned slightly, so in the previous life, did he also choose a successor and send [Utopia] away? Or did she not join the priest at that time and be defeated by Frixis one by one like she does now?

The latter is more likely. The reason why she walked with the priest was because she learned about what happened next from Lu Mingfei's mouth, and the two of them became wary.

Nones suddenly asked: "Why is Frisius so anxious to attack and kill us? Even if he really wants revenge, his revenge list is so long, it shouldn't be our turn so early, not to mention that Lao Mei and he don't have any There is no intersection.”

In the sea breeze, the masked woman waved her hands slightly, and with a long and persistent whale call, the boat landed on the sea again, and the huge island-like whale slowly sank into the deep sea.

"It's not just you, he is cleaning up all the first-generation species level creatures."

"All the first generation species? Why, revenge? Or to regain control of the world?"

"Of course it's not for these boring things, it's to delay the return of the elemental sea."

"What is the relationship between cleaning up first-generation species-level creatures and delaying the return of the elemental sea?"

"It's not important. What's important is that he thinks it's related." The masked woman raised her head, and the vast ocean hanging above the world seemed to never calm down. "In fact, even I can't judge whether there is a connection between them. The Elemental Sea is a super-normal existence. Frixis believes that the return of the Elemental Sea means that it is 'unbalanced', and that the Elemental Sea is returning to its original state of balance. During this period, the first-generation species-level creatures have no influence on the Elemental Sea. Giving orders will exacerbate its imbalance, which is consistent with my findings, and every ounce of power comes with a price.”

"If the return of the elemental sea is to find the most stable state, then this should be a good thing." The priest suddenly said, "But why is this era the final era?"

If the elemental sea returns to its most stable state, it will be equivalent to restarting everything and the disaster will be temporarily alleviated.

The woman was silent for a moment for the first time and said: "Because this is not a restart, but a reverse flow. When the elemental sea flows back to its original and most stable moment, it is also the moment when it collapses. The power it unleashes at that moment is the total it has released so far. "

"The original creator who created the elemental sea has long since died. No one can stabilize this nascent ocean. It will completely bury this planet." The woman said quietly.

Sometimes even she couldn't help but wonder whether a spirit had been born in that illusory sea, and it wanted to completely bury the planet and walk with the Creator.

"Not even you?" The priest stared at her.

The masked woman said calmly: "Who do you think I am?"

"I once thought that you were the eternal god of this world. According to human terms, you may be the manifestation of the will of the world, or the aggregation of the consciousness of living beings. However, considering that every cyclic calamity will bury all living beings, the second Not likely."

The priest paused, "But now, I suspect that you may have something to do with the original creator you mentioned. Can you describe to us what kind of existence the original creator is?"

"What do you want to know?"

"I want to know if the Creator...is related to the Dragon Clan."

"This question makes no sense, so what if there is? So what if there isn't? He is completely dead."

"Will such a creator die forever? He can create the sea of ​​elements with his own hands... What is the difference between him and God?"

"No living thing in this world can live longer than a star. Even the planet will die, and He will naturally be among them."

"Then, the last question..." the priest said solemnly, "Why did He create a sea of ​​elements for this world?"

In the view of the priest, the elemental sea has become the source of everything, the source of life, and the source of death. It is it that creates and promotes the changes and cycles of the five solar eras.

And what does the existence that created all of this want to do?

Just like the fantasy in human science fiction films, the universe follows the laws of the dark jungle. Everything is clearly priced at the beginning. The ruthless Creator lays the foundation for this desolate world, plants the seeds of life, and promotes living things. Evolution, selecting the best species from them, and then extracting their genes for your own use?

Or is it just a research institute?

The outside of the earth is not a starry sky at all. The stars twinkling in the distance are just another virtual image. This planet has been under the observation of some people from beginning to end...

At this moment, the priest could imagine countless ugly truths. Behind the truth was darkness, an eternal night with no hope, but he felt that it shouldn't be like this.

The world shouldn't be like this.

He eagerly wanted to obtain real information from the mouth of this being who seemed to be the consciousness of the earth and the spokesperson of the Creator.

He wanted to know, could the cosmopolitan world he and "Ye" had spent so much time building in the eyes of others be just a sandbox that could be easily overturned?

After several epochs, the flame called anger ignited in his chest again, burning brightly.

He couldn't accept that his friend's lifelong efforts were just lines of cold experimental data in the eyes of others!

What greeted him was an unusually long silence at the moment.

The woman stood silently.

Yes, why?

Why raise a flag of rebellion at the risk of losing everything just to find an answer?

Why do you have to burn your soul to shake a tree after condensing Utopia? Even though you are the Supreme, you can't even survive the consumption of the elemental sea?

Why do you want to burn everything and turn it into the last light in the world, illuminating the last seven days of the world and dying with all the people?

Why did the legacy He left behind choose him? Just because they look alike?

Why did he choose to suppress the elemental sea with his own body from the beginning, preferring to sacrifice his own great freedom to fulfill the small freedom of all spirits?

And why did he allow Frisis to take away his power, only to return after tens of millions of years, and even let a new side of himself appear?

What is he waiting for, and what is he running from?

Many answers in this world seem to be unsolvable, and even the person involved may not be able to give the answer.

Or maybe there is a solution, but people are often unwilling to accept this answer that seems absurd to them.

She has been pursuing these answers, regardless of her own consequences, and she has not hesitated to play the most emotional human beings that have ever walked on this planet. She tries to understand them, understand their thoughts, and stand in their shoes.

Today, she seems to have the answer, but it's not enough.

"Maybe it's because of loneliness."

After a long time, she whispered the answer.

The sea breeze blowing from the distance ruffled her hair, and she looked into the distance in the dimly lit sky, seeming to see the ghost that was wandering alone between heaven and earth in the beginning.

Bleeding white dragon wings cover the sky. The lonely alien visitor sits at the highest point of the world, silently looking at this strange planet and the final burial ground. The bloody sunset falls on the desolate world. He looks up into the distance. An unreachable hometown.

Perhaps it was in that glance that He clearly knew that he would never be able to return to his homeland...

He could only imagine everything in his homeland in his memories, just like those oysters who had left their hometown. There was no sea in Chicago, so they imagined a sea by themselves, imagining the rise and fall of the tide there, imagining the gentleness of the sea breeze blowing the shell and the distance it brought. The breath, and the rhythm of the ocean.

What is the difference between the original Creator, who was supreme to all people at that moment, and an oyster as ordinary as dust in this century?

He lay alone in a corner of the world, licking his wounds, imagining the sea in his hometown in his memory, and quietly looking at the numerous stars on the night sky.

Those stars were so bright, so bright that he could find his homeland at a glance, but the distance between them was so far away. It was measured in light years and measured in tens of thousands.

No one talked to Him, because there was nothing on this new planet. He fell on the sea, quietly waiting for the arrival of death. The world still rose and set, and the brilliance of morning sun and dusk fell alternately on Him, majestic but still. His moving body cast a huge shadow on the sea, as if His arrival had no meaning to this planet.

Until the last moment of his life, He seemed not to allow himself to die so quietly.

So He flapped his wings and roared, flew to the top of the world, came to the outside of the sky, and let out His roar toward the vast and silent world. At that moment, the reality and falsehood of the world were fully revealed in His eyes, and His wounds burst open. , golden blood spilled on this desolate planet, but his burst of majesty made the entire galaxy freeze for an instant.

He is so powerful, yet so lonely.

After all, He and the oyster are different.

Not only because of His power, but also because there are swarms of oysters, but He is alone, and even his homeland is out of reach.

Maybe this is the reason why the two brothers were born together in the Fifth Age, the woman thought.

At the last moment, He used up his remaining power to fly around the planet. His will washed over the newly born planet, taking root in the seeds of life until even the power to flap his wings gradually faded away. Falling straight from the sky into the sea.

The moment he closed his eyes, the illusory sea that seemed like his homeland was finally born.

The water gently enveloped Him in it, and His eyes revealed a luster she still couldn't understand.

He created the sea in memory, and also entered eternal sleep in the sea breeze coming from afar in memory.

He came to this world alone, and eventually left alone, leaving only an illusory sea in this world, in which the seeds of loneliness were rooted.

The woman was suddenly startled.

Something suddenly occurred to her.

After listening to her story, his brother, who inherited the power of Falsehood, whispered to her that He was not alone in his death, because He died in his own sea.

is that so?

She looked up at the rising morning light.

Just as He knew that he would never be able to return to his homeland, she might never understand what He was thinking at that time.

They were not even friends. She just hid in the darkness and quietly watched Him coming, witnessing Him leaving an illusory sea for the world, and then watching His end.

Perhaps, at that time, I should take the initiative to stand up and ask Him where He came from and where He was going.

Then ask Him if there are existences like myself in the distant starry sky?

What do they do on a daily basis?

In the eyes of the priest and Norns, the woman whose back was swaying slenderly in the sea breeze, yet calming the vast sea, suddenly turned her head to look at them.

At that moment, her eyes sparkled and she said in a surprised tone:

"It turns out that like humans, I also hesitate, and then I miss precious opportunities during my hesitation, and I also regret it. It will only take tens of millions of years for me to regret it suddenly."

Knownes couldn't describe the woman in that moment.

Surprise, trance, fear, enlightenment... It seems that every emotion can be found in her tone and eyes.

At that time, she seemed to have truly become what she wanted to be, and suddenly understood His thoughts countless years ago.

And the twinkle in His eyes at the last moment.

At the end of this chapter, the secondary world view of this fanfic has been roughly laid out.