Dragon Clan: Restart your life

The melodious sound of wind chimes came from behind the door.

Frisis pushed the door open with a little force, golden sunlight fell from above the hall, and the dust in the air caused by the opening of the door was clearly visible in the sunlight.

The golden sunlight filled the hall from above, but it did not bring any warmth. It was still empty and cold, with only the tinkling of the wind chimes overhead.

The wind whistled into the hall, and the sound of tinkling wind chimes caught Frixis's eyes.

He looked up at the wind chimes hanging above and whispered Smith's name.

——It turns out that in the end, the person closest to His Majesty turned out to be you.

The empty temple was filled with the wind coming from afar. Frixis stepped through the door and slowly walked under the throne.

In those years, the courtiers who came to see him stopped here, and above them was the supreme Lord of the Dragon Clan.

During the years when Phrysis ascended the throne, the temple fell into dust and has not been resurfaced until today.

This time, Frisis did not stop. He stepped up the steps, step by step, slowly, until he stood in front of the throne.

At that moment, his knees bent uncontrollably, but he quickly stood upright again. He took a deep breath slowly, as if he was bearing some unspeakable weight.

A sky-like weight came down from the top of his head, suppressing his soul and body in place, almost crushing him completely.

Every ray of sunlight filling the air, or the dust flying in the sunlight, seems to be the heaviest thing in the world.

Frisis slowly raised his head to see clearly what was weighing on someone's head in those years.

The water ripples above the bronze hall, reflecting the dazzling light above the throne of God.

It is an illusory sea.

It seemed to have no weight, but it pressed on the top of Frisis' head like a solid body.

Even though he is now theoretically the strongest, he is still overwhelmed.

"It's so lonely..."

Frisis murmured, raised his head, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the price of standing on the throne of God.

During those years, this magnificent and solemn bronze palace stood high in the sky, and the man sitting on the throne endured the weight of the sea alone, as well as the loneliness that seemed to be forgotten in the gap of time.

No one knows how much he has paid, and no one knows what he wants. Everyone thinks that they are taking care of His Majesty, but they don't know that the one who is really being taken care of is themselves.

The truth buried deep in time is always so absurd.

Frisis was silent for a moment and opened his eyes again.

He came here today not only to relive the past, but to find answers to certain questions.

When he opened his eyes again, complex patterns were swirling in his golden pupils, which were ancient, solemn and distant.

A mysterious portal opened in his eyes, leading his consciousness to infinitely high places.

The elemental sea above the temple suddenly boiled uncontrollably, and the thunderous sound overwhelmed the sound of the wind chimes!

There was a roar from above, and something seemed to light up in the depths of the illusory ocean. The crimson color rolled in the darkness, reflecting the chaotic elemental disasters coming from the depths of the ocean.

At this moment.

Lu Mingze and the woman, who were standing in the distance, suddenly turned around and their eyes instantly locked somewhere high in the sky.

They sensed the riot in the elemental sea!

This is an unreasonable riot, and someone must have violated its taboo.

The woman looked eager to give it a try, but Lu Mingze had no preparations to make a move. He just glanced into the distance with a dull look like an ancient well.

…

No one can describe the moment when time stops.

In just a moment, it seemed like thousands of years had flown by. The world was silent. Both the sound of wind chimes and the riots of the elemental sea disappeared without a trace. However, Frixis's senses were enhanced countless times at this moment. He I clearly know that time is going back, but I cannot measure the scale of time.

The sky on the dome of the temple suddenly darkened, and the stars intertwined, and then quickly faded away. The sky lit up again, and then darkened again, and so on.

The transition between day and night is fleeting, and the skylight is flickering on Frisis' body.

At this moment, Frisis seemed to be transformed into a stone sculpture in the temple, quietly flowing back through time.

As the daylight slows down, the interval between day and night becomes longer and longer, and time finally comes to an end, finally settling here.

Outside the temple, huge and magnificent bronze temples stand in every corner of the world. Huge bridges towering into the clouds like ladders span the sea areas. Statues as towering as mountains stand silently...

In the distant old days, when the dragon clan was at its most glorious, the supreme monarch sat high in the dome...

They all reappear in front of you at this moment.

Only inside the temple, nothing changed.

Except... there is one more person.

Frisius slowly looked up.

On the throne in front of him, a majestic figure appeared at some point.

A figure located thousands of years ago.

Frisis took a deep breath to calm down, even he didn't remember seeing each other again after so many years.

The person he saw not long ago was not complete. His eyesight could tell that His Majesty was no longer him.

He has undergone a transformation, which is close to the transformation of his soul, so it is no problem at all to say that he has changed into a different person.

And at this time.

The man on the throne closed his eyes as if he was sleeping. He sat there quietly, but he seemed to be standing in the center of the world, attracting the attention of all creatures who saw him.

Frisis stood quietly in front of him, staring at his face for a long time. Even though he knew that the other party could not see him or hear any of his voice, he still couldn't help but whisper:

"Long time no see, Your Majesty..."

There was sadness and self-mockery in his eyes.

He did nothing after that, just waited quietly until the figure on the throne made a move.

The illusory sea above the main hall suddenly sank!

The supreme monarch ended his long sleep and slowly stood up.

His movements were extremely slow, as if every movement was extremely heavy, at the expense of resisting the entire world.

He descended between heaven and earth in a majestic and solemn posture, firmly occupying the center and throne of the world.

At the same time, the majesty as high as the sky and inclusive of all things radiates to the sky, the earth and the ocean, announcing his existence.

The sky vibrated like a drum, and the waves sounded as angry as thunder. At this moment, the calm illusory sea set off unprecedented violent waves, as if it could break through the final boundary at any time, surging and overturning the fragile world.

In the depths of the sea, the surging red was eventually swallowed up by endless darkness. It was the power that wanted to turn everything in existence into nothingness!

At this moment, the gray-white color representing death spread and covered it.

The area covered in gray and white seems to be frozen in time.

Frisis turned around and looked around. The sky, the earth, the ocean, everything was frozen, like the ruins of the world on a scroll.

In the world covered in gray and white, only the figure standing on the throne is still colorful, overlooking everything in the world.

The huge pale dragon wings slowly opened behind him, covering the sky, and the shadows they cast enveloped the sky and the earth.

Under the dragon's wings, infinite thunder light rose up, stretching for thousands of miles in just an instant, making a sharp sound of steel tearing, as if the world was being created!

The lightning seems to be fighting against the gray and white covering the sky and the earth. The two different colors are in opposition and unified, showing a stalemate.

But after all, he still couldn't completely protect the entire world.

The figure on the throne looked silently into the distance beyond the reach of Long Yi.

He was silent for a long time, until the sound of the waves rolled like thunder, and he closed his eyes again.

The pale dragon wings were retracted, and the majesty that filled the world dissipated.

Along with it, the thunder caused by the sea of ​​elements gradually faded away, and the gray-white covering the world also faded.

Frisius witnessed the whole process.

As he expected, the man back then had secretly fought against the elemental sea more than once.

When he fought against the elemental sea, the world fell into stasis, so that no dragon clan ever discovered this anomaly.

He seems to be stronger than himself at this moment!

Frisis stared at His Majesty's figure, and then turned his gaze to the distant heaven and earth.

After he stopped resisting, the elemental sea gradually cooled and became silent.

He completely witnessed the resistance and riots in the Elemental Sea, which was crucial to his next plan.

His Majesty's power seems to be greater than his at this moment, but he is too greedy. He wants to save everyone, which is doomed to his failure.

And this truth once again allowed Frisis to confirm his plan.

His gaze became more determined, and his golden pupils burned brightly.

The authority he integrated into himself will lead him to end this catastrophe. He never thought about saving the whole world, all he did was the continuation of the ethnic group.

Frisius slowly turned back. His plan had been achieved and it was time to leave. He wanted to see His Majesty again before leaving.

But just at this glance, under the gaze of the pair of golden eyes behind him that didn't know when to open, he felt terrified all over, and his mind seemed to be frozen.

The ancient monarch lowered his eyes with overwhelming majesty.

On that expressionless face, the ancient and noble golden pupils seemed to be burning.

His gaze was so far-reaching that it was heart-stopping, as if he had penetrated the barriers of time and space and saw visitors from thousands of years later.

At this moment, Frisis was 100% sure that he was looking at him!

Frisis recoiled in shock.

He couldn't believe it and couldn't understand, how could this be possible? !

He did not really travel through time and space and come to thousands of years ago, but combined with the authority he obtained from Loki, he pushed his ability to look back to the extreme, standing in the temple and looking back at what happened tens of millions of years ago. everything.

It's like gaining permission from the world, opening up the world's built-in surveillance system, and recalling past images from it!

And the current scene is no different than the person in the scroll suddenly turning his head and looking outside the scroll!

Unbelievable!

silence.

A long silence fell between them.

After taking a few steps back, Frisis stared at the man in front of him without moving, and then looked around, as if he wanted to find a flaw to prove that he did not see himself, but had another visitor...

But no matter how he searched, there were only two of them in the temple from beginning to end.

"You...what level have you reached?" Frisius murmured.

The man did not answer, and slowly looked away from him. At that moment, the distant wind knocked open the dusty bronze door, and broke into the temple in a mighty manner.

A beautiful figure walked slowly from outside the temple. She slowly walked to the throne, saluted the man above her, and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, Frisis has joined the exploration team again, and Horus has gone to patrol the world. I will continue to perform the sacrifice this time..."

The familiar voice made Frisis turn around suddenly and saw the face that had already turned yellow in memory. He gritted his teeth and his face was distorted to prevent himself from rushing forward to hug the woman.

That's Ofina!

Thousands of years of Aofina!

"Ofina, where are your eggs stored?"

The figure on the throne who was used to listening suddenly spoke.

The female priest below looked slightly stunned and asked doubtfully: "Aren't the eggs of our four chief priests personally taken care of by your majesty?"

The man said calmly: "I thought it was troublesome, so I gave them to Hephitus. If you have nothing to do, go find him and ask."

The female priest was silent for a moment, then suddenly roared angrily, her voice sharp and filled with pain: "Your Majesty! How could you be so lazy! The four of us trusted you and deposited our eggs with you, but how could you be so lazy?! Yes! Who dares Hephitus's dog to collude with you to commit such a treasonous act?"

The man was silent for a moment.

And this silence undoubtedly fueled the female priest's arrogance, and the long-repressed scoldings came out endlessly. Under the housekeeper's nagging complaints, the man on the throne seemed to have a look of helplessness on his face, and looked at the figure aside with a faint displeasure.

Frisis didn't pay attention to this scene, his mind was shaking because of the conversation just now!

There is no doubt that His Majesty told him about the other party just now on purpose!

But why... why is it Hephitus? !

After the First World War, Horus escaped, Orphea died in battle, and only Hephitos was imprisoned by him.

After that, he persuaded Hephitus to cooperate with him, and with the help of Hephitus's power, he teamed up with Ouroboros to build all the ancient dragons in the Dragon Tomb into corpse guards!

Even during the decades of dragon blood experiments, he still couldn't do without Hephitus' help!

Why him? !

Could it be that everything Hephitus has done in these years was ordered by His Majesty? !

So why didn't he tell him about Ofina? !

No... I'm afraid this is not His Majesty's will, but Aofina's own intention.

Frisis smiled bitterly, and he stumbled back. The surprise that had previously surged was buried again at this moment.

He reorganized his mind, suppressed all the excitement and surprise that had just risen in his heart, and returned himself to a calm and indifferent state of mind.

He can no longer be tied down by the past.

He stood in the former temple. The skylight above his head was just like the day he received the supreme oracle. The ground reflected the colorful and rippling water light above. The sound of wind chimes was accompanied by the distant wind carrying the fragrance of flowers outside the temple, which was mixed with mysterious sounds. Fina still never stopped scolding...

It all feels like a lifetime ago.

After a long, long time, so long that Frisius felt as if the world had changed, he softly asked the deepest doubt in his heart.

"Your Majesty, why did you choose me to take on all this?"

The figure on the throne turned his head indifferently, turning a deaf ear to the following offenses of the female priest below.

He slowly stretched out his right index finger and extracted the most essential water element from the illusory sea above his head, forming a water curtain.

Above the water curtain, there is a picture like an image——

The young people sitting around the bonfire suddenly spoke excitedly. He proposed to everyone to build a temple for His Majesty to sit in the sky. Only the throne is worthy of His Majesty's glory...

After witnessing all this, Frisis was stunned for a long time and recognized that the young man was his former self.

He smiled bitterly, slowly raised his head, and slowly let out the pent-up anger that had been suppressed in his heart for countless years. Instead, he felt helpless and self-deprecating.

So...is this all just revenge on yourself?