Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Frixis's attacks became more and more fierce and heavy, each blow carrying the power of mountains and seas, hitting the defensive barrier of Utopia hard.

No matter whether Loki was attacking or defending, the final result was to be defeated. If it weren't for the golden ring that stabilized himself, his body would have collapsed long ago.

Loki tried to exchange injuries for injuries, but he couldn't do it at all, because Frixis's fighting skills were ten times and a hundred times better than his. The two of them were not opponents on the same level at all, not to mention that the physical strength of the two sides was almost the same, even if Loki Rocky is better than Frixis. In the face of such overwhelming combat experience, Loki is just a showman with no strength.

Loki can use the power of Kungunir and the golden ring to crush hybrids and even the four monarchs, but he is not qualified to compete with Frixis.

At the end of the battle, Xia Mi retreated into the realm of Utopia. She didn't have the perverted resilience of Loki, so forcefully intervening would only become a burden.

On the other hand, Nissus was holding the barely breathing Mars in his arms, and was staying in the corner with his men. Frisius might not bother to take action against this group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Zihang, remember, 'home' in this world is not a fixed place, but the place where our family is."

Knowns slowly walked behind Chu Zihang at some point.

"When we lose our family, we lose our place. No matter how big the world is, it cannot accommodate the loneliness that overflows in our hearts."

"I once had no chance to protect everything I have. Now I am very happy to see you standing in the same situation as I was, because you and I are different. I will stand behind you in the Third Sun Era. Everyone will stand behind you."

"You still have a lot to learn, and I wish I could impart to you all that I have learned over the years."

"Zihang, you have the opportunity to protect everything you have now. This is a qualification that countless people dream of and are elusive. I really envy you. So you must hold on to those people and things that cannot be lost. No matter what it costs you.

"There will be no greater price in this world than losing them."

She was standing behind Chu Zihang. Her tall and graceful body was half a head taller than Chu Zihang. She slowly leaned down, lightly pressed her hands on Chu Zihang's shoulders, and chuckled softly next to Chu Zihang's face.

"do you know?"

"Back then, my father not only did not use it in the last battle, but instead poured most of his authority into it."

"Actually, he had long known that resistance was futile, but he still went. Before he went, he put all his hopes in future generations and selfishly let his daughter live until the end of the epoch."

"Remember what I told you? The [key] left behind in each solar era carries the will of all spirits."

"Kungunir is destiny, the golden ring is immortality, and this scabbard——"

"Carrying [Watching]"

"My father, he is in the third era, looking at you tens of thousands of years later, hoping that you can protect this world that belongs to you."

Chu Zihang's pupils slowly dilated, because from the [Distant Utopia] in his hand, countless sacred golden water suddenly surged out, flowing at his feet and rapidly spreading to the surroundings.

Golden water flowed continuously at his feet.

this moment.

The sound of water dripping on the lake surface was heard.

Just like the cries of all the spirits in the world when they were first born.

Just like the dawn of dawn blooming from his hand, a beam of golden light towered straight into the blood-red clouds, with countless branches extending from it, like a tree hanging from the sky, dyeing most of the sky into gilded gold.

This change directly aroused Frixis's vigilance, and his eyes fell firmly on the scabbard in Chu Zihang's hand.

At this moment, Chu Zihang heard the voice in the scabbard again——

[Humans, we feel your will, tell us your demands]

The old and gentle voice, like countless overlapping voices, sounded softly in his ears.

Norns's voice came softly but unmistakably: "Guard us to leave safely."

【This is also our expectation】

The old voice whispered, and the hanging tree that dyed most of the sky slowly intertwined with the bright gold, outlining new patterns, until a grand and majestic country stood in the sky.

It is like a sacred country imprinted in the history of light and shadow, leaving an immortal imprint in the gap of time. Countless creatures above the imprint looked back, and they saw the world that once belonged to them, with relief in their eyes.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, catching a glimpse of the prehistoric civilization before the Dragon Clan.

[Distant Utopia], driven by Norns, showed its ultimate form.

The priest once said that Norns is also the "Noah's Ark" of the Third Sun Age. This statement is wrong, because the real "Noah's Ark" is Utopia.

After witnessing the scene in front of him and gaining insight into some secrets, Chu Zihang finally understood where the power of Utopia comes from——

It comes from all the wills attached to the scabbard of the Third Sun.

"Zihang, scare Frisis a little." Knowns chuckled, "It's time for us to leave. Let's give this to Frisis. Get your father's coffin board back. This time it won't be in vain." Come."

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, and as his thoughts moved, the gilded tree hanging from the sky gradually closed its extended branches, like a sword but not a sword.

Half of the elemental flows in this world that were originally forcibly controlled by Frixis escaped from Frixis' control at this moment, and continued to gather around the Sky Tree.

A sword poured down.

The magnificent scene brought about by this sword restored Frixis' clarity from madness.

He looked at the scabbard in Chu Zihang's hand in disbelief. He actually missed such an important artifact. The meaning of this scabbard was completely different from the golden ring, but he actually completely ignored it.

He did not dare to be careless and faced it with all his strength, vowing to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop and then take advantage of the situation to seize the artifact in Chu Zihang's hand.

But when he faced it with all his strength, it was like a punch on cotton.

That magnificent and mythical sword turned out to be an illusion! !

This is not an attack, but a confinement!

The golden stream of light that can protect everything turned into a prison and imprisoned Frixis. He was unable to break through this heavy defensive barrier, and naturally it was difficult to break through this heavy imprisonment.

Frisis suddenly turned his head to look at the direction of Chu Zihang and others. The latter and the coffin quickly ran towards the exit. Nissos and others saw this and quickly followed.

Before these guys left, they even thoughtfully imprisoned Loki with him!

This heavy golden stream of light obviously couldn't last for long. After Chu Zihang and others moved away, the stream of light became dimmer and dimmer until it was smashed by Frisis' punch!

Without looking at Loki, who was destined to be the turtle in the urn, he chased straight towards the exit of the Nibelungen, trying to chase them back, but after all, his speed was not as fast as the "master" Norns.

Norns even had time to "close" the door of Nibelungen, preventing Frisis from coming out for a while.

Frisis stood in front of the closed door and took a deep breath, knowing that he was destined to miss the scabbard.

He turned around and looked at Loki who was left in the Nibelungs.

He has no time. He must form a cocoon and hatch a new body as soon as possible. He needs new strength and new authority!

…

…

After escaping from the Nibelungs, Chu Zihang and his party were not safe, but encountered new dangers.

Countless ancient dragon-shaped corpse guards blocked the door of Nibelungen, roaring silently at them.

Their golden pupils are like giant candles burning. Even if they have died for thousands of years, their golden pupils are still like bright lights that never go out. Their decaying bodies are covered with ancient armor, and the layers of armor are connected by bronze chains. Each one is ten years old. Behemoths that were several meters or even tens of meters long, with only black iron-like wing bones left in their wings, and their vocal cords had rotted into ashes over tens of thousands of years, but they still showed a stern attitude.

After Xia Mi saw the dark gold flowing in the skeleton of the dragon-shaped corpse guard at the head, he lost his voice and said:

"This is an ancient one?! With this level and this number of dragon-shaped corpse guards... who found the location of the dragon lair?! Is Frisius crazy?! He actually dared to sacrifice for the ethnic group All the dragons are transformed into corpse guards?!"

"Xia Mi, can you try to use dragon power to scare these corpse guards?" Chu Zihang whispered.

"No! These are not ordinary corpse guards! They were the most brave and skilled warriors of the Dragon Clan during their lifetime. They sacrificed their lives for the clan. After their death, they were buried in the 'Dragon Cave', which is the cemetery, which is one of the highest places of the Dragon Clan."

Xia Mi said decisively.

She could hardly believe her eyes. Even if she had witnessed the complete form of [Distant Utopia] before, she was far from being so shocked.

No matter how exaggerated Utopia is, she has seen even more exaggerated effects of words and spirits than this.

Not to mention the thunder that once descended from the sky and obliterated the world,

But the scene in front of me at this moment is almost a collapse of belief!

The Dragon Cave is the supreme holy land of the dragon clan. Only those who sacrificed for the clan are eligible to be buried in it. This is a sacred pure land, where the bones of heroic spirits are buried. To desecrate them is equivalent to insulting the dragon clan.

But Frixis refined them all into Corpse Guards!

This is not only blasphemy, it simply tramples the most proud place of the Dragon Clan under its feet and crushes the dignity of the Dragon Clan!

The ancient dragons roared at them again before attacking, and the endless dragon power squeezed towards them from all directions, enough to crush the spirit of a normal person countless times!

These long-dead guys surrounded them, and they only had one way to fight their way out!

"Norns, can we liberate Utopia again?" Chu Zihang said with an ugly expression.

"..."

Chu Zihang was greeted by silence.

He turned his head in confusion and found that someone had already slipped away from him, still carrying the coffin board and running wildly on the sea without making a sound.

I don't know what kind of power she used, but those ancient dragons just let her slip away from their eyes as if they didn't see her.

Chu Zihang: "..."

He didn't know whether to thank Norns for being so persistent in taking away the coffin that might have contained his father.

And the answer is obvious. They won't be able to use Utopia again in a short time, otherwise Norns wouldn't have escaped.

Nissos also had a bitter look on his face, he had just emerged from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's mouth again!

"Cough cough cough -" A violent cough sounded from his back.

With only his last breath left, Mars struggled to open his eyes. His blood-red eyes swept across the ancient beings who had become corpse guards around him, and he couldn't help but reveal a trace of sadness.

"Put me down." Mars said calmly.

The place where they are standing now is an ice floe formed by Xia Mi's water spirit.

Nissos carefully placed Mars on the ground. Mars lay flat on the ice. It seemed that the temperature of the ice made him feel better. He let out a long breath.

"Nissos." He called softly, "Promise me one thing, and you will repay my kindness for taking care of you before."

Nissos's body trembled. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say the words of refusal.

To be honest, Mars did take good care of him back then, although he was still not sure how much use those "cares" implied.

"Don't say your last words at this time." Nissos smiled bitterly, "Why don't you say it after you escape?"

Mars' lips twitched slightly, revealing an ugly smile: "Without me, even if you could escape, how many people would die?"

Nissos was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly as if grasping a life-saving straw: "You can drive away these ancient dragon corpse guards."

"I am one of the oldest people of the bronze and fire lineage. No one among them has a bloodline higher than mine." Mars whispered, "Nissos, promise me to find His Majesty for me and help me bring him back." One sentence to him - I'm really sorry for what happened back then."

Nissos gritted his teeth and suddenly became inexplicably excited: "What are you sorry for? What do you have to be sorry for?! Didn't you listen to what Frisius said?! All of this is a drama directed and performed by your Majesty ! This is a scam! Frisius is the victim of it! You didn’t apologize to him, he apologized to you!"

His excitement was inexplicable, but seeing Mars' current appearance, Nissos could not help but feel like a fire was burning in his heart.

He himself didn't know why he was so angry suddenly.

Is it just as Frisis said, Mars' foolish loyalty? Even if you are about to die, you still want to say sorry to that person, but are you really sorry for him? The things you have been feeling guilty about are all under the control of that person. Even the betrayal of Frixis, which you have always hated, was all planned by that person!

He still couldn't understand the awe and loyalty Mars and the others had towards that person.

Mars looked at him steadily, laughing and coughing: "Does what Frisius said must be the truth? Nissus, you have not retained the memory related to His Majesty, that's why you think so, if One day you recall the memories of His Majesty, and you will understand why we follow him."

Nissos was silent for a long time and said softly: "What kind of person is that person?"

There was a look of nostalgia in Mars' eyes that gradually expanded: "Your Majesty is a gentle king."

"Gentle...King? Isn't he a god in the sky?" Nissos said in a low voice.

Mars didn't answer him again.

He gave Nissos a gentle push, signaling that it was time for them to leave.

At the same time, the ancient dragons jumped out of the water, twisted their bodies, and attacked with incredible force. Their figures were overwhelming and they flapped their jagged wing bones to attack!

But at the moment they jumped up, the final dragon power suppressed them all, and the sour and numb feeling in their blood caused them to fall feebly to the sea!

The man who showed his might in the last moments of his life slowly closed his eyes.

The dragon's blood gushes out from his wound, which is not only a "sharp weapon" to frighten the dragons, but also becomes what they crave.

The bloodthirsty and devouring genes hidden in the bloodline broke out, and they advanced against the terrifying majesty, trying to carve up the flesh and blood that was older and nobler than themselves.

Mars closed his eyes completely and whispered in his heart:

——I'm really sorry, I regret that I shouldn't have pushed you onto that cold throne.