The dream seems to return to the moment when I fell into the sea.

The cold sea, unable to breathe, instinctively tried to grasp something in the water, but the light in front of him kept moving away, gradually falling deeper into the sea......

At that moment, the memories in my mind seemed to be constantly coming back.

......

"Child, you will inherit the ancient mission to guard the greatest secret of the Retreat, and you will be the last lock of the Retreat. ”

Ignorant and ignorant, he was only a year old and still staggered to walk, but in front of him, the old monk looked at him with complicated eyes.

It's incredible, although he was only one year old, he seemed to have a certain comprehension ability at that time, and he could understand what the old monk in front of him was saying, but some words didn't quite understand what it meant.

In front of her, the old monk muttered.

"Now, many people, including the hermitage, mistakenly believe that the purpose of the hermit is to preserve the world key, but this is not the case, long before the world key appeared in this world, the hermit has been silently going on for thousands of years. Keeping the keys of the world was only one of the later accusations of the Retreat, which always had a sacred responsibility......"

"This sacred responsibility is known to only five people in the world, the master of the hermitage, the three elders of the hermitage, and ......."

The old monk paused for a moment, then looked at the young child in front of him and whispered.

"Hermit Guardians—you and your ancestors. ”

Ancestor?

The young children were not yet able to understand the meaning of the words, but the old monk did not explain more, but put the old hand on the top of her head and whispered the ancient eulogy that had been given by all the members of the monastic congregation when the great masters succeeded to the throne.

Leonardo da Vinci once heard it, Newton heard it, and Hugo heard it...... The meaning of this eulogy can only be truly understood by the masters and elders of the ages.

"The gods rejoice, the gods rejoice...... Thou art the one who knows the destiny of heaven, thou art the one who glimpses the secrets, who inherits the ancient bloodline, and who keeps the eternal loyalty. Remember, that thou shalt not speak unspeakable, that thou shalt not hear unheard, that thou shalt not see the unseen......

The ode is also like talking about his own life.

......

After that, a young girl named Wendy, who grew up in England and was recruited by an organization of the Hidden Order called "Brother John" by virtue of her intelligence and innocence, became a logistics intelligence officer, learning the knowledge between the inner world and the outer world.

Because of this, I met that young and indifferent young man......

Long memory, until then it has always been boring training, training, training, training...... Pale like a black-and-white photograph, it was only after meeting that young man that the pale world gradually took on more vivid colors.

He is a cold and heartless person, but only rarely, when no one is around, he exudes that lonely sadness, and in the bottom of his heart, there is always a void that is difficult to fill.

In the eyes of that youth, she was just a very young girl, just a little sister, but her natural precociousness made her mind more like a peer of youth.

How many times did she want to be close to the boy who was vacant in her heart.

I want to be embraced by him, I want to rub my ears, I want to smell the rich breath he exhales, I want to kiss his thin lips, I want to lick his earlobes, I want to be wrapped around his waist by his strong arms, I want to touch the scars on his back, I want to be kissed everywhere on his body by his hot and wet lips...... I want to do all kinds of things that can only be done between adults.

She loved him, but he didn't.

Many times, she can't help but think how nice it would have been if she had been born ten years earlier, even if it was only five years.

......

Memories of the scenes were recalled in my mind, and finally dissipated one by one in my vague consciousness.

I don't know how long it took before a low voice sounded in my ears.

“...... It's great that there are descendants who survived......"

“...... Although it is no longer the body of a dragon, it is still the blood of a dragon......"

“...... I'm waiting for the last ......"

For some reason, it is instinctive to understand the meaning of a language that is not like a human voice, even though it is not understood by itself.

Strange power gradually filled his body, and in his body, the dead heart beat vigorously again, pumping blood with ancient power to all the limbs of the body.

Slowly opening his eyes, there was a faint glimmer in front of him, and there was endless darkness looming above. When he opened his mouth, he realized that he was still in the water, but strangely enough, he didn't need to breathe.

Standing up with difficulty, surrounded by the corpses of many huge creatures, those long ribs and winged bones have been turned into fossils over the years, but the bones of these giant beasts are emitting a faint glimmer of light, and these faint glimmers can illuminate the dark underwater world.

In the midst of the bones, he could feel a small voice coming from the corpses, as if the corpses were calling to him.

Hesitantly stretched out his hand, and when he touched those corpses, a huge force with many images poured directly into his body.

In a trance, the dead corpses seemed to come to life in front of him, the lost flesh was replaced, the broken bones were reshaped, and finally one by one stood up and soared in front of him......

It was as if returning to that mythical era, with wide dragon wings covering the sky and the sun, roaring dragon roars shaking the sky, thousands of dragons soaring above the sky, and all living beings trembling at the power of dragons.

Those dragons with a body length of more than tens of meters and as huge as a hill waved their broad dragon wings, and the flapping dragon wings formed a storm in the air, and countless dragons soared in the sky, and their huge figures covered the sky, sending out a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and when the low and shocking dragon roar gathered together, it was like an epic song sung by the dragons.

However, there was an indescribable torrential rain in the sky, and the whole world was shrouded in unprecedented rain and fog.

The dragon's breath can destroy any powerful enemy, but it can't burn this rain-soaked world, and every time the dragons flap their wings and fly a foot, the sea water of the whole world will rise by a foot.

In this vast ocean world, only the swaying ship is the only hope, but no dragon can fly on this ship.

Day after day, one by one, the dragons fell into the sea and drowned because of exhaustion, but the sad dragons did not give up, because they had seen hope, and the phantoms of the dead dragons let out a dragon roar in the sky, chanting to the descendants of the dragons who watched all this, the epic of the dragon, the story of the dragon.

“...... The Last Descendant, the Last Dragon......"

......

I woke up in a trance, and in front of me was a simple roof, the sparse sunlight shone into it, and I was wearing only one piece of clothing on my body, and there was a pain from my abdomen, and I was about to get up, but a hand held me down.

"The wound on your abdomen is not healed, so don't move. ”

Following that hand, she saw Joan beside her, and on the side was Roberts, whose hands and legs were fixed by rough boards, and Roberts woke up early and was turning his head to look at her.

Of the two wounded, one suffered a severe blow to the abdomen and the other suffered multiple fractures on his body, but only Joan was left intact.

If Roberts hadn't experienced many lives and deaths, and had encountered similar situations, and carefully instructed Joan on how to fix her wounds, I'm afraid Joan would have been at a loss.

"It's an isolated island, and it doesn't seem to be dangerous for the time being. ”

After making sure that Wendy was okay, Joan left the small shed with a sense of humor, knowing that her father and adoptive mother had a lot to talk about.

A man and a woman fell silent, and after a while, it was Roberts who spoke first.

Wendy...... I just had another headache. ”

Wendy didn't speak, she just listened calmly, a habit that had been cultivated between the two of them for years.

On the side, Roberts said slowly.

"After that one, I had headaches...... Wendy, you told me it was caused by that incident, and I had to take my medicine a lot, and I never suspected it. But Wendy, you tell me now......"

Roberts' eyes looked at Wendy on the side, his gaze was unusually serious.

"Do I really have headaches? Or is it because of your medicines?"

"It's been a long time since I've taken my medication, and just when I have a headache, some vague memories go through my mind...... Some memories that I don't remember at all. What happened that day?What kind of medicine did you give me?What is a hermit guardian?Why are those guys going at Joan?Why are you a dragon?Why...... Why have you been hiding from me all along?"

Roberts wanted to say something more, but he stopped, gritted his teeth, and looked at the girl in front of him that he had grown up watching, only to realize that this girl he thought was familiar was so strange.

He was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice.

"Now, you can tell me everything. ”

Wendy was silent for a moment in the face of Roberts's questioning, she covered the wound in her abdomen and struggled to stand up, her wound was relatively light compared to Roberts, who had fractures all over her body.

The clothes she was wearing fell off immediately, and her beautiful and graceful body was exposed in front of Roberts, but Wendy had no shame in this.

The shed was not far from the beach, looking at the ocean not far away, and the junction of sea and sky beyond, the cold sea breeze was blowing on the naked body, Wendy was inexplicably silent.

"You...... Do you really want to know?"

His hand was raised, and his long hair was slightly pulled to his ear, and he said in a cold voice. To this, Roberts simply replied.

"I have to know. ”

"So...... I'll tell you the biggest secret of this Xunshan Retreat. ”

The owner of the graceful body turned his head, and on his beautiful face, the pair of extraordinarily conspicuous golden dragon pupils looked at Roberts behind her, and she said softly.

"It's all about Sister Betty......"