Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Fingel's heart trembled and he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

The underlying meaning of Ouroboros's last words is that she herself will become today's sacrifice?

Is this woman really planning to use herself as a sacrifice to put him on the throne? !

No, Fingel forced himself to calm down. It wasn't that he didn't believe that there were people in the world who sacrificed themselves to achieve others, but he didn't believe that Ouroboros would do this!

She has been planning for decades, and she has been preparing for this for tens of millions of years. Is it really just to put others on the throne?

Ouroboros glanced at his watch one last time and smiled: "It's time, let's go."

She mentioned Fingel, jumped down the pit gently, and walked into the place where Li Wuyue disappeared with a calm expression.

What kind of world is behind the door?

At this moment, it was not only Fingel who was confused, but Ouroboros was even more uneasy and excited than him. However, those complex and passionate emotions did not brew in her heart for too long before they dissipated.

She forced her heart to become cold, just like the frozen soil that had been buried for countless years in the tunnel outside. She became hard-hearted, cold and ruthless, extinguishing her "desires" and letting her divine side temporarily overwhelm her humanity.

Because behind the door is the reality of this world.

She would not allow herself to be unprepared to face the world's greatest secret.

She is afraid, afraid that the greed and despicability in her heart will be magnified a thousand times, afraid that the determination she has made for countless years will disappear in the end, afraid that she will become what she hates most.

She whispered to herself in her heart - this was the most perfect plan.

There are no words to describe the moment they crossed the door, and how it felt like millions of years had passed. At that moment, they seemed to have walked a long way, and yet they seemed to just lift their feet and cross a simple portal.

behind the door.

It’s the world in their minds.

The familiar wind blew gently on my face.

The scenery in front of you is an endless golden wheat field, just like the late summer breeze blowing across the plains, with countless golden wheat ears tilting and swaying in the wind, rolling and undulating.

Ouroboros stood stunned in the wheat field.

I don’t know when.

The woman who had already put on the crown and was far away from the ethnic group put on a white dress and stood barefoot in the wheat fields of her hometown.

She stood silently in the wheat field, the wind blowing in her ears and blowing her slightly messy hair.

The distant horizon is the outline of a huge city.

As dusk approaches, the sky and wheat fields echo each other, creating a magnificent and dazzling golden color.

When the sky darkens, countless lights light up in the city.

The longing silhouettes cut out under the lights are like a shadow puppet show, which is so familiar that it makes people feel throbbing.

The melodious sound of the organ infiltrated into the wind like a tide, and bit by bit of melody touched the woman's heart.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to that night countless years ago that she could never go back to.

Ouroboros slowly raised his hand and placed it on his heart.

Countless emotions are like shadows cut out by distant lights, weaving a web that is rooted in the heart and connects the bones. Even if it is only slightly tugged, you will feel heart-breaking pain.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time.

It was so long ago that she almost forgot that she was once a human being.

Those who live in isolation are either gods or beasts.

For many years after losing her hometown, she lived like a wild beast despite her original appearance.

She almost forgot that her real name was Pandora, and she almost forgot that she once built a wooden house in the endless wheat fields, and the giant city in the distance was home to the boy she liked and her friends.

Those missed, lost, abandoned, left...

It came to her mind again at this moment.

She thought she had forgotten all about them, but she found that they were still bloody in her heart.

But what can I do if I think about it?

It just adds to the sadness.

"I know……"

In the undulating waves of wheat under the night wind, a girl in a white dress whispered softly.

"I know, no need to remind me."

She repeated softly, looking at the giant city in the distance.

The wind suddenly disappeared.

The golden wheat waves undulating with the wind on the wilderness plain paused at the moment of bending down. The fallen leaves hovering in the air were still in mid-air, and the wind currents in the sky under the night could still be vaguely seen.

It seemed as if the huge pressure that solidified the entire world came from high in the sky.

The only people in this world who can still move are girls.

She slowly raised her head, her clear eyes reflected the world-destroying scene in the sky, but her eyes were still calm, without any ripples, only implying the sadness sinking into her soul.

That year.

Those grand and small lives were drowned together in this city under the blue night sky.

They once thrived and thrived, but they disappeared under the sudden disaster.

Ouroboros slowly closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes, the world in front of her was completely new.

She seemed to have expected it, and was not surprised at all. She just woke up Fingel beside her.

Fingel opened his eyes, looking lost, as if he had seen the most beautiful and cruelest scene ever at that moment.

"There are some places in this world that we cannot reach no matter how hard we try; there are some things that we cannot achieve even if we try our best; there are some promises that are destined to only follow the sunset along the mountains and fall into the horizon from the moment they are born. Next, there was silence without any reply."

Ouroboros's voice was as clear as a spring of ice, pouring on Fingel's face.

She lowered her head, looked at Fingel and said word by word: "This is the real tragedy!"

Fingel was shocked.

"Frisis's plan is to first use the death of the first generation species and the return of their souls to slow down the countercurrent of the elemental sea. However, this can only play a buffering role in the early stage. Compared with the elemental sea that has been accumulated for too long, it is almost A first-generation species is not worth mentioning."

Ouroboros pulled Fingel forward.

They crossed the portal and came to a beach.

There is soft silver sand under your feet, and the sea in front of you is calm, or lifeless.

The colorful sea water is like solidified paint, without any sign of movement. The sea surface is empty, there are no clouds in the sky, it is also empty. This world is strange and lifeless.

Ouroboros led Fingel towards the sea. He seemed to have foreseen the scene in front of him and just calmly led Fingel forward.

A frozen figure stood on the beach, and it was Li Wuyue who entered here first!

He stepped into the sea water, but his face was gray and his body was stiff and unable to move, as if there was some unbearable weight pressing on his shoulders.

"The so-called cyclic tribulation is the backlash of the elemental sea. The only way to eliminate the cyclic tribulation is to fundamentally eliminate the elemental sea. Whether it is suppressed or delayed, it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The cycle will eventually start again after a few years. "

Ouroboros said in a calm voice,

"And how difficult it is to eliminate the elemental sea. The so-called spirit of speech and alchemy are all useless. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to use the power of the elemental sea to erase the elemental sea?"

"Frisis has been trying to analyze the essence of the elemental sea, hoping to target the essence once and for all."

"The path he wants to take is to completely detonate the elemental sea and make the fifth cyclic tribulation the last. If he follows his path, whether he succeeds or not, it has nothing to do with the creatures of this era. If there is a sixth The creatures of the Sun Era, when they learn what happened today, I wonder if they will erect a monument to Frixis to show their gratitude."

"But...this road is dead!"

Ouroboros said in a cold voice,

"He knew that the power of the Dragon Clan alone was not enough, and he tried to borrow the power of our era, but he forgot that our power still comes from the elemental sea."

"Among the supreme monarchs of the Dragon Clan, that younger brother has returned. He is the real Nidhogg, the complete Black King. Your junior brother seems to have made a concession and handed over his authority. If I hadn't indirectly After meeting him several times, I can't help but suspect that he is afraid of him and leaves it all to his younger brother."

"This Black King has formed an alliance with the consciousness that was born in this world. If I am guessing correctly, their plan is to reverse the flow of time, return time to a time when everything has not happened, change history, and eliminate the epochal catastrophe from the source. arrival."

"This plan is very dangerous. Even if the two of them join forces, the success rate is not high. Once it fails, everything will be lost."

Ouroboros stopped by the sea.

Take another step forward and the water reaches their ankles.

Ouroboros looked at the calm sea and whispered:

"These are two routes that are still being pursued to change the world. Each of them is dangerous and unpredictable. No one dares to say that their plans will definitely succeed."

"And you will be the third route."

Only then did they see Li Wuyue's condition clearly at close range. He looked horrified, as if he had seen something incredible, and his face was pale and pale.

Ouroboros suddenly pointed to the bottom of the sea: "Can you see what's in there?"

Something under the deep sea?

Fingel shook his head, and the colorful sea water naturally blocked their view.

Ouroboros turned to look at Li Wuyue and said with a smile: "It seems you saw it. What did you see? A huge white dragon corpse?"

Li Wuyue's eyes trembled slightly and seemed to react, but his body was still too stiff to move!

Ouroboros looked back, his mood seemed to have improved a little, and he said to Fingel:

"Then I will tell you the truest truth behind all this."

"Part of this truth comes from the consciousness born in this world. If you meet her in the future, you still need to be polite, because strictly speaking she is the mother of all living things in this world, except for pure-blood dragons."

She deliberately emphasized the last sentence and gave Fingel a meaningful look, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Regarding this point, she actually had hints before. Fingel tensed up and whispered: "Aren't dragons born from the elemental sea?"

He looked up and looked ahead. If he guessed correctly, this was where Ouroboros had mentioned before, the real elemental sea, not a simple projection.

"Yes and no."

Ouroboros gave an ambiguous answer, and then whispered:

"You used the word re-carving before, but you used the wrong object. The one who re-carved the dragon clan was not the lady of the world, but the elemental sea."

"The dragon clan is recreated from the real sea of ​​elements in front of you."

"And its blueprint is the dragon corpse sunk at the bottom of this sea of ​​elements."

Fingel couldn't describe the panic at this moment. Is this the real answer, or is it just Ouroboros's guess?

Ouroboros suddenly said: "I mentioned the Lady of the World in front of you first. Didn't you ever question her existence?"

Fingel was slightly startled. If he understood correctly, the so-called Lady of the World is the consciousness that gave birth to the world?

Although it is very fantasy, it is not unacceptable in the world view of the Dragon Clan.

Just listen to Ouroboros saying quietly:

"If a world can give birth to consciousness, then do you think it is possible for this world, the source of all transcendence, this sea of ​​illusion, to give birth to its own spirit?"

Fingel was stunned on the spot.

At this moment, Ouroboros's voice became more and more distant, as if it was being pulled away from his ears.

The sound of the ebb and flow of the sea echoed in his ears more clearly.

He could even feel the sea breeze blowing in the distance, as well as the ghosts lingering between heaven and earth.

The sky is white mixed with blood...

No, those are bleeding white dragon wings covering the sky!

The lonely extraterrestrial visitor folded his wings and sat at the highest point of the world. He turned his head and silently looked down at this strange planet. The bloody sunset fell on the desolate world, as if this was his destined burial place.

He seemed to have accepted this fate, lying silently in a corner of the world, licking his wounds, quietly looking at the numerous stars in the night, looking for the star where his hometown was.

Those stars were so bright that he could find his homeland at a glance.

This world is deserted, and there is nothing on the newborn planet.

His wounds have never healed, and he seems to be used to lying on the wasteland every day, letting the light of the morning sun and dusk fall alternately on his majestic but still body.

He seemed to be waiting quietly for death.

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 universe. He used the remaining strength to fly around the planet, and the wound broke on the way, and the golden Blood was spilled on this desolate planet, sowing the seeds of life.

When He lost the last of his strength, He fell straight from the sky. The moment He closed his eyes, the illusory sea gently wrapped Him and buried Him in it.

Fingel looked at the pale dragon corpse gradually sinking into the illusory sea water, and was speechless for a long time.

Who guided him to see this scene?

The answer seems self-evident.

It turns out that this sea that was born from illusion really gave birth to its own spirit.

But what does it want to do?

Soon, Fingel got his answer.

The voice hidden in the sea breeze whispered in his ears.

it wants,

Return to your homeland.