From a distance, the tower looks straight and slender, like a spear pointing straight to the sky, but when viewed up close, the base of the tower is as magnificent as a palace. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ed followed Anclam through the wide gate and into the tower, feeling familiar in a trance. When he looked up, he was not surprised to see the countless gems set in the dome, shining like stars in the sky.

He thought that the dense runes under his feet were probably the same as the secret chambers of the Silent Tower...... Outside of the Light of the North, the runes on the altar of the temple in the wilderness of the Sidney Basin were not much different.

So...... This is where it all began.

Even with the help of the dragon, Ankran, who created all this, is still an undoubted genius...... Like the father who created life.

Ed could suddenly understand the resentment and unwillingness, but Ankeland's resentment may be pointing in the wrong direction.

He thought that all this might have nothing to do with the gods at all.

Ankelan stood silently, as if caught in a distant memory. When a group of elves slowly entered the tower, he simply let their shadows pass through his body, as if unaware.

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, Ed couldn't be so calm. He retreated to the wall, his gaze unconsciously drawn to the elves of the leader.

The elf wore a white robe like a human priest, but there were no markings on it. He was tall, but very thin, and his white robe was empty, as if all that was hidden underneath was a wide skeleton. A cane in his right hand was as high as the top of his head, and the style was ordinary, but the head of the staff was a blue gem but dazzling, and the flowing light illuminated his deep features and blue and green eyes. Ed thought his shoulder-length curls were probably blonde...... But for some reason, it was covered with a layer of misty gray. He was not handsome among the elves, and his face was noticeably long...... But there is a kind of cold and fierce momentum hidden under the calm and waveless surface, which is impressive.

Ed couldn't help but glance at Ancrane - he could guess who it was, but the real Ancrane thousands of years ago seemed to be very different from the one in front of him.

And not just because of the difference in the physical appearance of the body he stole from. Today's Ankeland can still make people feel some kind of powerful, invisible pressure, but it has lost its former edge.

Ancrane ignored his curiosity and watched quietly as it had happened...... No more irreparable defeat.

As the elves stood by the runes, another young elf strode in. Ed couldn't have mistaken that pride and the breath that was as hot as fire...... The "elf" who unsurprisingly chose a flaming red hair, but still retained his golden eyes...... It was the flame dragon that scared him like a wooden chicken just now.

He looked displeased, but his anger was clearly useless in front of Ankran. Ed watched intently as he roared angrily at Ankeland, who calmly responded, and in a few words he silenced him...... By the time Ed scratched his ears and regretted that he hadn't learned lip language, Blazing Wing was already standing obediently in the middle of the rune.

Ed involuntarily held his breath. He still couldn't hear any sound, but when the elves began to chant, he could hear the song that once haunted his ears like a death knell, praising the great body, the brilliant flames, the invincible greatsword, and the red jewel-like armor......

Regardless of the actual use of the song, at least Blazing Wing seems to be satisfied. His golden eyes narrowed slightly...... Ed did the same unconsciously.

He had to. The originally soft light in the tower gradually brightened to the dazzling, and the "stars" embedded in the dome became brighter and brighter, and the brightness was unbearable. Ed blinked desperately, dizzy as he felt like they were falling from the sky one by one, slamming down on his head.

Then he heard a dragon's roar again.

His eyes were filled with tears welling up uncontrollably, and in his blurred vision, he stood in the fiery wings of the runes, his body gradually distorted. He was thrilled to remember what Isis had been like when he was half-dragon and half-human...... The monster in front of you is much more terrifying than that.

Its body was strangely swollen, its barely extended, its wings large and small, its left wing hanging at its side as if broken, its face frozen from dragon to man...... Or at some point between the man and the dragon, its sharp fangs protruding beneath its white forehead and long fiery red hair, its limbs bent in an uncanny shape, and it fell to the ground because it could not stand......

Ed heard the unbearable pain in its roar, and for a moment felt almost pity—Iss had been through the same torture.

He couldn't help but take a step forward, but he couldn't change it.

He looked at Ankeland. The face that belonged to Norway was still expressionless, and Ankeland thousands of years ago only barely managed to control his surprise and panic - which was not what he wanted.

"I lied to it, it lied to me. ”

Ed suddenly remembered this sentence that seemed to be an understatement. And the truth is obviously far more complicated than Ankelan was willing to tell him.

He saw Ancrane raise his cane and shout something. The surrounding elves exchanged glances uneasily, but none of them left until Ancrane brutally ripped the nearest one away from his original position.

The powerless elves finally left in a hurry. In the fading light, Anclan stood straight in place, staring at the Yanlong struggling in front of him.

His lips opened and closed. The Yan Dragon who was crawling on the ground raised his head and roared in response, the anger in his eyes was so strong that after thousands of years, it finally made the current Anclan involuntarily take a step back.

"Close your eyes. He said.

Ed subconsciously closed his eyes, but he still seemed to be able to see the light that burst out in an instant, dazzling as the shattering of stars.

His heart was pounding. His curiosity led him to open his eyes after that moment, only to see Ancrane, dressed in a white robe, kneeling on the ground, his staff broken into several pieces, and the fragments of the gem flying like meteors......

And his life had vanished in that instant, and his flesh had turned to bones, and he fell to the ground silently.

That looks...... It's just an ordinary white bone.

Ed held his breath for some point, unable to make a sound. He believed that Ankeland would not recreate this thrilling scene just to relive this unpleasant memory, but he had little energy left to think about "why" now......

The light flashed in front of him, and the red-haired Yan Dragon stood proudly in front of him again.

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