Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Return to...homeland?

Fingel staggered back, woke up and looked at the calm sea in front of him again.

The sea breeze lingering around my ears seemed to have never happened. Everything was shattered like a bubble, and it was impossible to tell whether it was real or false.

Ouroboros stared at him with almost fiery eyes and said with sincere joy:

"You saw it, right? It responded to you and opened some permissions to you?!"

Fingel was stunned, as if everything just now was also within Ouroboros' plan.

"I... saw some pictures. Is this a response?" He hesitated.

"What picture?!" Ouroboros took a step forward, his obsidian eyes filled with pure curiosity and excitement.

Fingel described the scenes he had just seen to Ouroboros in detail.

The latter was silent for a long time, his eyes flickering and said: "It seems that I guessed right. The Dragon Clan is indeed a replica of the Elemental Sea, and whether it is the Elemental Sea or the Dragon Clan, their ultimate origins are aliens from outside the world. This should not exist. The power of this world.”

"I want to know why it responds to me." Fingel said softly.

When he received the picture that he didn't know whether it was real or false, he was drowned by loneliness like a wave. At the end of everything, the voice whispering in the wind whispered to return to his homeland.

Is that the spirit born from the sea as Ouroboros said, or is it the white dragon that comes from the sky and is buried here?

"I told you, because you were chosen by it."

Ouroboros lifted his hair and looked at the sea in front of him.

"You are not the only one. In fact, compared to those who were born and chosen, you can only be regarded as acquired. You are still weaker in comparison, but at least you have crossed the threshold."

"I know what you want to ask. It is the road to becoming a god. I guess that a spirit was born in the elemental sea. He must have something he wants to achieve. For this reason, he, like the lady of the world, chooses the right one among the newly born creatures. Seeds, and due to some reasons, the Elemental Sea seems not to choose seeds among the dragons. Frisis is the best proof. He is already powerful enough, as powerful as Nidhogg back then. But it was still rejected.”

"But He doesn't seem to be interested in humans, but chooses suitable people from the mixed race."

"Most of those with more fantastical colors recorded in history are the seeds selected by the Sea of ​​Elements. Your schoolmate Caesar Gattuso is also one of them."

"And after a long period of research, I accidentally discovered that the original version of the road to becoming a god is a path of acquired evolution, which can be favored by the elemental sea."

"The initial road to becoming a god?" Fingel shook his head, "Is this the reason why you tried every possible means to drag me into the abyss?"

"I will lead you into the abyss, at least you still have a chance to come out." Ouroboros said disapprovingly, "The original road to becoming a god, the ultimate spiritual sublimation, not relying on any external objects, defeating the dragon spirit with pure will The 'dark side' in it is the will to kill. I have reason to suspect that the so-called will to kill is the test threshold set by the elemental sea."

Fingel was slightly startled.

The so-called will to kill is bloodthirsty, a spiritual power unique to the dragon clan.

Biologically speaking, this thing is like a beast being excited by the smell of blood. It is genetically determined and is also called the bloodthirsty gene. Even pure-blood dragons cannot completely eliminate this effect.

After the hybrid species broke through the critical blood line, its imperfect genes resulted in the inability to evolve a perfect enough body to accommodate strong spiritual power, and the will to kill eventually engulfed the main consciousness.

"You said that the reason why the Sea of ​​Elements picked the right seeds was because it had something it wanted to achieve?" Fingel asked in a low voice.

The four words that were whispered in my ears came to my ears clearly again - return to my hometown.

Is the illusory sea left by the white giant dragon from the sky inheriting his last will and returning to his homeland?

Then it seems that He has chosen the wrong target. He should choose humans to promote the progress of human technological civilization. Maybe in just one hundred or two hundred years... humans will be able to officially step into the sea of ​​stars and move towards the vast new world.

"Yes..." For some reason, Ouroboros was silent for a long time again, and then he said faintly, "Maybe the dragon clan's re-creation was his first attempt, but the brothers didn't know what accident happened, so they didn't press the button. Go in the direction He expects.”

"And if it's true as I guessed, is Nidhogg really prepared to cooperate with that person to go back to the original point in time?"

"Or... he doesn't know all this, and the truth still remains in the hands of the Lord of Heaven?"

Ouroboros whispered.

Thousands of years of research and speculation allowed her to start walking in the correct and already inferred direction after receiving the key confirmation.

But unfortunately, she didn't have time to verify this final answer.

This is her end.

She was a little absent-minded and wanted to say something more to the little guy next to her.

For example, all of her properties over the years were packaged up and handed over to the men who invaded the Ocean Company with him that day. For example, her research in various fields over the years has far exceeded the current limits of mankind, or she has finally arrived at The joy of the end...

But in the end she said nothing.

She just stood quietly on the beach. It was a pity that this world did not have the sea breeze blowing from far away, which made her a little regretful. But life is like this. It never evolves according to personal will. They always need to fight against the cruel fate. .

"Fingel." She suddenly shouted, "There are some places I can't go, and there are some things I can't do even with my life, but I have kept the promise I made."

Before Fingel could react, a fire seemed to burst out in his body!

The hot burning sensation made him fall to his knees, clutching his heart with both hands. His whole body was shaking and convulsing from the pain, and he could not utter a word "ho ho" in his throat.

The heartbreaking pain spread from his heart to every part of his body. He felt like he was burning, and the flames representing evolution were burning his body from the inside out.

He knew that the final road to evolution had begun.

"You...you...haven't told...my third...line..."

He was sweating profusely and struggled to hold onto Ouroboros' ankles.

He looked up, but his vision became blurred, his pupils were burned through, and only the blurred figure of Ouroboros could be seen in his vision.

Ouroboros had previously described to him the two lines that would end the cycle of tribulations, but did not tell him the third day, which was the route they would take.

By this time, Fingel had fully understood what they were facing.

Not the legendary Nidhogg who wanted to destroy the world, nor this woman with a mysterious origin who planned the ice sea plan, but the source of everything, the source of the extraordinary, and the source of the dragon clan.

If you cannot withstand the cyclic calamity, then not just one or two people will die, but the entire world and the entire fifth era civilization will die.

Although Lu Mingfei had told them more than once not to worry, everything was under control, Fingel was not sure that Lu Mingfei still had 100% control under such a catastrophe.

He couldn't gamble because the cost was too high.

He couldn't wait to find out about the third line ouroboros had.

This is the way to salvation.

Although he hated this woman for controlling him for most of his life and planning the ice incident to make him go from summer to winter again, his reason told him that he must endure it first and save this world with everyone.

Fortunately, he had not lost his hearing, and Ouroboros's voice reached his ears clearly.

"...From now on, you will get the final life code and open the door to evolution. Wearing the crown of thorns, you will have more power than the 'yeah' you once had. But you have to remember that this power Originating from the Elemental Sea, it is destined to never transcend the Elemental Sea..."

"You need to thoroughly analyze the nature of the power of the elemental sea. In this process, you need the help of the original stone. If I am not wrong, this meteorite from the sky may come from the same galaxy and the same planet as the creator of the elemental sea. "

"I don't have the time or the opportunity to thoroughly analyze the elemental sea, but I have left relevant research information for you. The address will be handed over to you by the gang you left on the bottom of the sea after you go out."

"Remember, you don't have much time. December 21 this year is the deadline."

"You have to be careful with Frisius. A long time will change many things, including his past persistence. He is still trying to end the cycle of catastrophes, but he has gone astray. In order to end this catastrophe, he has sacrificed the most important thing. People and things no longer care what the world will become."

"If you find in the end...even with the power I prepared for you, you still can't break the final reincarnation, then go find your junior brother."

"You should have guessed his identity. He is the supreme monarch of the Dragon Clan, the former Lord of Heaven. In terms of personality, he is also the supreme person in this world."

"Maybe he holds the final answer."

…

The sounds in his ears became more and more distant, and Fingel realized that it was the last moment.

But he still had many questions that he didn't have time to ask, such as EVA, and other people under the ice sea back then...

These problems came together, and all kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined, so that Fingel didn't even know how to face this woman.

"How on earth... should I treat you?" he said in a hoarse voice, trying his best to open his eyes wide, as if he wanted to take one last look at this woman named Ouroboros.

In the blurred vision, a dim yellow flame seemed to be burning around the woman, like the light and shadow of heaven burning.

Vaguely, he saw her bending down to mess up his hair, her smile bright and dazzling.

"Silly boy, we are enemies! I am the enemy who controlled you for the first half of your life and made you fall into the abyss. Don't be easily swayed by the enemy's sugar-coated bullets or showing your vulnerable side in front of you, and don't hate you. If you have to hate something, just hate me."

"Little Fingel, you will encounter many choices in life. Some choices are destined to be wonderful, and some are ordinary but happy. I hope that in the rest of your life, you can get rid of the sad feeling of powerlessness that you hate."

"Okay, now I'm going to where I'm supposed to go, and you're going to where you're supposed to go."

"Let's just call it a night."

That was the last sound Fingel heard.

Tide-like pain surged up together with some kind of warm feeling, engulfing him completely.

…

The priest opened his eyes suddenly, and several people around him also opened their eyes one by one.

But this does not mean that they broke free from the shackles of Ouroboros, but that the illusion was lifted on its own initiative.

The priest, who was clearly aware of this, noticed something unusual. The crown of thorns on his head had been taken away.

He saw the big hole in front of him, jumped down without thinking, and found the door hidden in the belly of Behemoth underground.

After a brief hesitation, he resolutely stepped into the world behind the door.

Everything in front of him was confusing, but what made him lose his mind the most was still the transformation that happened to Fingel, and the woman whose body was burning with light, but walking away on the sea with her hands behind her back, walking away.

The familiar song lingered in his ears along with the sea breeze coming from nowhere, pulling him into the memory of the past.

He got rid of the shackles of the past at an extremely fast speed, and his eyes fell on Fingel, who had his head lowered and was undergoing the baptism of evolution.

On Fingel's head, the crown of thorns burst out with a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, just like the last seven days and seven nights.

The priest tensed up and murmured: "You chose him? You...supported Ouroboros' plan this time?"

What responded to him was an increasingly blazing beam of light.

"...I understand." The priest took a deep breath, his eyes fell on the back of the woman who was retreating again, and his smile was a little bitter.

In the glow that burned like the afterglow of the setting sun, the stubborn woman gradually moved away. She was obviously running towards death, but the priest saw joy and relief in her back, as if the heavy burden on her shoulders had finally been lifted. .

He suddenly realized that he had never really understood this woman and had no chance to.

His eyes fell on Fingel again, and a smile gradually appeared on the priest's face, as if the sun was rising, shining golden sunlight on the streets covered with sycamore leaves.

He once stubbornly believed that the last wish of everyone, including "Ye", was to witness the years to come and therefore walk on his own path. But until today, he didn't know that everyone seemed to be looking forward to another path.

so be it.

The priest raised his head. There was no sun in this world. He could look directly at the clear sky without squinting.

"I didn't expect that the last person to represent the Second Era would be you."

He chuckled and sighed, and actually walked towards the direction where Ouroboros disappeared.

No one knew what he was going to do.

But the people like Zero who came in behind saw a scene that was shocking and unspeakable——

The priest walked forward slowly, and the golden flame flowed on the ground with his footsteps. The flames ignited him, like the rising golden sun.

He lit himself on fire, turning himself into firewood, and all the embers he left behind became a gift.

He didn't know if Fingel would succeed in the end.

Just like Ouroboros herself is not sure that her plan will be completed, because no one can guarantee forever.

but……

"We do the best we can, and you... do the best you can."

These were the priest's final words.