Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Ouroboros was involved in almost all of his plans.

I have to say that this crazy woman is indeed the best ally. She can understand all your thoughts and fulfill your requests to the greatest extent.

Whether it was refining the corpses in the dragon tomb into corpse guards, or setting up an unprecedented world-class alchemy matrix, this woman was always involved.

In the eyes of Frisis, one Ouroboros was enough to rival the entire Presbyterian Church, and even be wealthy.

As her chosen heir, Fingel will definitely get all useful information from her, such as the composition of the alchemy matrix, the characteristics of the Corpse Guard...

To put it bluntly, Frisis and her were only temporary allies after all, and Ouroboros had no reason to keep secrets for him. Once Frisis's plan conflicted with hers, the two would become enemies.

Although their goals are somewhat consistent, the world they want to achieve is not the same.

Frisis knew very well that the mad woman said that the humans that had been reproduced for generations had nothing to do with her, and she just used templates similar to them, but in the end she still picked a human.

In this case, if Fingel, who inherited all the legacy of Ouroboros, becomes his enemy, it will pose a huge threat to his plan.

He had planned for tens of millions of years to establish the current world-class alchemy matrix layout. The reason why he spent so much effort to control human power was to prevent a counterattack that would lead to the destruction of mankind.

In this process, the Presbyterian Church cannot be said to be useless. They have managed a huge dark side force very well in these thousands of years, allowing him to save a lot of energy and easily control 100% of the human kingdom through takeover. More than 70 nuclear weapons.

Of course, there are also Loki's great achievements.

After taking the golden ring from Loki's hand, Frixis was no longer anxious.

Relying on this miracle born in alchemy, he did not close the distance from the elemental sea, but he could clearly sense the catastrophe brewing in the elemental sea.

He has been able to accurately confirm the time of the catastrophe, so there is no reason to be anxious.

"Lord Frisius, the analysis progress has reached 81%. I would like to ask if you want to continue."

The artificial intelligence boy's voice interrupted Frixis's meditation.

"Continue, you still have a week and a half to devote all your computing resources to it." Frisis said solemnly, "In addition, to monitor Franz Josef Land, I want to know Fingel von Flins First-hand information as it emerges.”

"Master Frisis, some government agencies and organizations have discovered our traces. If I put all my computing power into the analysis process, this will cause loopholes in our firewall." The boy said seriously with a small face.

Frisis said calmly: "Launch some nuclear weapons at random to make the world lively for the last time."

"I understand, are there any requirements for the location?"

"random."

"Okay, as you wish."

The boy named Wu Ni closed his eyes, and the room became quiet again, with only the light on the screen falling on Frisis.

Frisis sat there quietly, with a projection of the world map in front of him. At this moment, he could clearly see dozens of red light points flashing and taking off from different coordinates. Some of their targets were deep in the ocean, while others were densely populated. Some are over cities, and some are over uninhabited mountains or deserts...

In the next few dozen minutes, if the local government fails to intercept it in time, countless innocent lives may evaporate in an instant.

But Frisius felt nothing.

In his eyes, those living lives are just cold numbers, and he doesn't care or pay attention to them.

Because he only had two weeks left.

Two weeks later, the world will be destroyed or not, it will only take a moment.

If the world is safe and sound, then all the creatures in the world will be indebted to him for giving him Frisius a god status.

If the world were to collapse, for the creatures in this world, it would be nothing more than the difference between dying two weeks earlier and dying two weeks later.

What's more, he is the second generation monarch of the Dragon Clan. When does he need to think about humans?

Even if he is willing to sacrifice himself to save the world, it is not for the humans who will occupy the world instead of the dragons, but for the dragons, for His Majesty, and for the promise he made.

Your Majesty can break your promise, but Frisius will not.

He had already staked too much and there was no turning back.

"Lord Frisis, this is Lord Hephitus calling."

Frisis frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, and said, "I don't have time."

"OK."

Rejecting the call with Hephitus, Phrysis stood up and walked out of the room.

Hephitus has been missing for many years. Even he does not know where the former has gone. He suddenly appeared and paid a surprise visit. If he had been in front of the temple, he might have received him with doubts, but now, Free Sith didn't want to leave any room or possibility for himself.

He strode out of the room and all the way away from the base, inciting the dragon wings to rise straight into the sky beyond the speed of sound, all the way up to an altitude of 40,000 meters, the cold air flowing around him at high speed.

Here is the upper end of the stratosphere, where the concept of "vacuum" has begun to appear. The air has become extremely thin and the density of elements has been extremely low.

Theoretically speaking, the stratosphere is almost the limit of dragon flight. In the semi-vacuum airless environment, and without the assistance of wind element rope, dragons cannot break through the stratosphere.

Even Lu Mingze and Herzog had not broken this limit before. The extremely low temperature and semi-vacuum environment at high altitude also restricted their flight, but Frisis broke this law at this moment.

The sky seems to be endless, and the originally blue sky gradually reveals its true form. It is a dark and deep outer scene of the universe.

The twinkling stars are no longer dotted on the night sky, they are looking at this place silently from the depths of the universe.

Looking down from this height, the horizon shows an arc, and islands are dotted in the ocean.

Frisis began to sprint to an altitude of 50,000 meters. The darkness was accompanied by coldness, and frost covered his body. The beating of the dragon wings was inevitably slow, and he felt that his blood was gradually congealing.

But he didn't choose to stop.

At the end of Frisis' sight was the huge, burning fireball with the empty and deep universe as the background.

He's trying to chase the sun.

A long time ago, dragon clan funerals were held here.

Every dying dragon, as long as he can still flap his dragon wings, will break through the semi-vacuum and fly towards the sun above, where they will see the reality of the world.

This is the funeral of the sky that belongs exclusively to the Dragon Clan.

From the moment they were born, the Dragon Clan had an unimaginable obsession with the sky and the distant galaxies beyond that day.

Rather than lying on the ground and lingering, they would rather fly to high altitudes, be frozen by extremely low temperatures during the infinite climb, and then be turned into icy debris by the wind to go somewhere else in the world.

However, Frisis kept going up, as if there was no end.

He broke through the highest height recorded in the history of the Dragon Clan. When he got here, he could already see the huge ball under his feet. There was suffocating silence and desolation in all directions, and the burning sun in the distance was constantly sending thousands of waves. degree of high temperature.

Frisis put away his dragon wings and stood here silently. This was also the first time he came to this height.

Standing here, with the planets under his feet, it seemed as if he could completely break away from the shackles of this planet with just a little flutter of his wings, get rid of some bullshit cycle, and go to the infinite and far-reaching universe.

But unfortunately he didn't have the courage to flap his wings.

Years ago, Frisis accidentally watched a science fiction movie to accompany his titular "children."

In the man-made spacecraft that lost power and could no longer operate, the only pilot lay blankly on the porthole, looking at the blue planet that was so close in front of him, but seemed to be a world away.

The feeling of being alone in a desolate universe is probably difficult to empathize with unless you have experienced it yourself.

Here, even if you scream at the top of your lungs, there will be no response. The suffocating feeling is enough to make you breathless. Looking at the earth so close at hand, you clearly know that you can never go back and can only stay in the spaceship. Waiting to die alone.

Frisis did not have the courage to embark on this journey alone.

Even if he could solve the problem of surviving on this road, he couldn't imagine how lonely it would be.

Just thinking about it, I feel like it would be better to die.

But there was one person who really tried to embark on this road alone.

What kind of loneliness do you have to endure before you dare to set foot on this road, and what kind of reasons do you have to bear before you are willing to set foot on this road?

Frisis lowered his head and looked at the blue planet below.

With the ability to backtrack and predict, he has already understood everything that happened on the timeline he is on, and even guessed the restart of the world.

After all, this is not the first time it has been restarted.

It was precisely because of this that he perfected and changed his plan.

He created a theoretical world-class alchemical matrix, which would be an unprecedentedly huge amplifier. He wanted to completely open up that coordinate point and let the real sea of ​​elements flow into the world.

The elemental sea that has been forcing His Majesty to be imprisoned in the temple is essentially just the projection of the elemental sea in the human world.

It is both false and true, and its roots have always been in the Nibelung roots deep in the Arctic Circle.

In the history traced by Frisis, the original creator may be called the true origin of the dragon race.

His corpse is the cornerstone of the existence of the elemental sea, and the elemental sea relies on him to exist.

The overturning and collapse of the illusory elemental sea is essentially the ultimate manifestation of elemental turbulence. If we want to completely solve the problem of the elemental sea once and for all, starting from the illusory elemental sea is bound to fail to achieve any results, and we must start from the root.

His plan is to use the world-class alchemical matrix to completely bring the Elemental Sea into the present world. The world will inevitably usher in a catastrophe, but this will also allow the Elemental Sea to truly integrate with the underlying rules of this world.

All extraordinary things are twisting and tampering with the underlying rules of the world through the elemental sea, and the accumulated backlash in the end brings about cyclic disasters.

The true integration of the two will lead to two possibilities. One is that the elemental sea strengthens the underlying rules of the world. From then on, regardless of each other, the underlying rules of the world will be completely distorted and changed. The second is that the conflict between the two intensifies. One of them must collapse and disintegrate, and the outcome is self-evident...

Of course, all this is just the joint inference of Frisis and Ouroboros for the time being.

No one can confirm any of this, not even the lady of the world.

Her plan cannot have a 100% success rate.

And Frisis' plan no longer stops here. He has already captured Loki's body, which proves that one of his theories is successful. So why can't he try to capture the body of the original creator? !

In a sense, the Creator is also a dragon!

As long as he successfully possesses that person's body for an instant, he can use the increase of the alchemy matrix and the constancy of the gold ring to extend this "moment" indefinitely.

The elemental sea started because of this person, and it will naturally end because of him.

The plan had come to him so recently that even Ouroboros was not expecting it.

His previous plan was to use the power of the alchemical matrix to infinitely increase the constant power of the golden ring, thereby keeping the elemental sea in a certain state forever.

But the success rate of this plan is not high, and there is a certain fatal weakness.

The power of the gold ring comes from alchemy and its original material - meteorite.

Ouroboros originally raised the conjecture about meteorites. If the Creator came from outside the sky, then perhaps these meteorites came from the hometown of the Creator, because they all have the ability to materialize fantasy.

The fatal point is that there are too few "meteorites" used to make gold rings.

Its forger supplemented it with alchemy, allowing it to leverage the power of the elemental sea, rather than relying solely on its own power to materialize.

How does a meteorite compare to the elemental sea created with the Creator as the cornerstone?

This results in a huge difference in power between the two.

So no matter how crazy the plan of "occupying the body of the Creator" was, Frixis did not hesitate to replace the original plan with it.

The theoretical feasibility of this plan is 100% visible to the naked eye. The only difficulty is how to complete the "occupation".

Another more important thing is to find the remains of the creator.

And in order to find the remains, it is inevitable to let the elemental sea flow into reality.

In fact, Frisis was not very sure that he would succeed, but now there was no way out.

Besides, even if he failed, there would still be another group of people.

He knew very well that the lady of the world had already formed an alliance with Nidhogg, and Nidhogg still hadn't come to him after waking up. The reason was self-evident.

They were waiting for him to take the lead.

There is also Fingel, who was selected by Ouroboros.

He did not believe that Ouroboros had no hidden back-up plan. Just as he also had something to hide, Ouroboros must also have her own plans, and these plans would all be implemented on Fingel.

In this empty, silent, and desolate universe, Frisis closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall slowly.

It turns out that so many years have passed in a flash, and his plan has changed again and again, but it has finally come to an end.

He still remembered the day he made an appointment with His Majesty, and the scene of that day was still vivid in his mind.

He was not sure he would win.

But there is a reason why you must do it.

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Qilan sat tiredly leaning against the corner of the roadside.

He was too tired. Events that had not appeared in the prophet suddenly broke out one by one, causing his plan to fall into pieces, but he could not stop and could only grit his teeth and move forward.

A pair of black leather shoes appeared in his sight.

Someone stood in front of him.

Qilan raised his head, and it was a boy. He did not hide his dazzling golden eyes, and looked at him with eyes full of pity.

He leaned down and whispered:

"Qilan, everything you have done seems in vain and powerless. You have tried your best to chase your destiny, but you have always been left behind by it. Do you regret it?"