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After separating from the special space in the Dragon Realm, Ye Mingyuan's thinking and memory had never been so clear.

It was like finally breaking free from the endless crimson mist, and it was more like finally discovering a bit of light from the endless dark abyss.

The fifteen-year memory of this world is like a sword of Klidamus, which will open the seeds of disaster and darkness in his body, but the identity of the son of the dragon is more like a veil lamp, covering his mysterious memory with a layer of tranquility and tranquility.

"Dragon Realm, it doesn't seem like the first time I've been here, what time is it?" Ye Mingyuan tried to recall by tapping his fist on his forehead.

But his memories are as real as fragments, not spliced together, and the recovery of some of the memories belonging to the dark and the gods does not bring him too much substantive effect, and similarly, the superposition of these memory fragments does not bring him any power.

"Remember Carl told me that the full recovery of my memory would bring disaster, is that the reason?" Ye Mingyuan secretly smiled bitterly, looking at the surrounding lava in the middle of this stone path and was a little distracted.

After a while, under a loud vibration, he pulled back the mind that seemed to be led to a distant place at any time.

"Earthquake?" Ye Mingyuan said in a panic, and hurriedly used his right hand to condense a few points of the demonic source power belonging to the water system as a defense.

He knew that in this lava-filled dragon realm, any earthquake would provoke a strong dance of lava, and even if they were not happy to show their graceful dancing and graceful posture in front of the world, the little sap of lava that splashed out would burn any human who dared to approach them.

Sure enough, the huge vibration seemed to be like a pair of powerful giant hands, desperately shaking the surrounding lava, making them desperately stretch out their hands of flame as if they were in a container filled with water, desperately grasping the stone path.

It seems that it is the last straw that belongs to the lava, and it seems to be showing Ye Mingyuan the power of the flames.

"Peter Socrate has said that there are still the remaining Children of Darkness here, and if they are also the subordinates of the Dark King to whom they are allegiated, then both the dragons and His Majesty are still in danger, this shock is a bit strange. Ye Mingyuan thought, and hurriedly spread all the water gathered in his right hand around his body, forming an oval shield that belonged to water.

Danger may be imminent, but Ye Mingyuan has long since dared not continue to think. He couldn't accept the worst outcome, nor could he face the consequences of the defeat of the little emperor Long Qing, he could only rely on this weak strength that could resist the flames, and with swift steps, he was speeding towards the destination at the end of the trail ahead.

His sporadic memories were finally restored under Peter's call, but he couldn't and didn't dare to tell them to the little emperor, or everyone related to Long Qing and the Dragon Clan.

Darkness and light are inaccessible, and if the slightest touch between darkness and light comes into contact, it will cause those present to be drawn into a double illusion and it will be difficult to leave. And the huge contact between darkness and light will lead to the great war and disaster of 500 years ago, and finally lead the world into the abyss.

Ye Mingyuan knew very well that the coexistence of the two demonic source powers of flame and water in his body was itself a very rare and unusual event, and the mere existence of such a demonic source force was enough to surprise the middle- and upper-level masters of the imperial army like Ye Gu.

And the coexistence of light and darkness, which belonged to the superior demonic source power in his body, was indeed something that no one could imagine.

"Sequence 2 Dark King, Sequence 3 Dragon King, what a ridiculous order, why would they bet their power on me. That dream seems to be the reason why I came to this world, but when I came to this realm three years ago, I did accept the orders of the Dark King. So who blocked or blocked this memory after I arrived, and what would be the content of that blocked memory?" While Ye Mingyuan was running, his thinking did not stagnate, but became clearer and clearer.

In his mind, the image of the meeting with the darkness before going to this country seemed to resurface.

That's right, under the background of Longqing, which was single-handedly promoted by the little emperor, anyone involved has experienced the incident of meeting with the dark, including Ye Gu, including Yanfa, including the dark future around him, including Ye Mingyuan, and even the little emperor himself.

However, the Dark King's dim palace in the depths of the Middle Empire, as well as several figures belonging to the Sequence Gods around him, all tell him about the energy and threat of his memories.

He understood that even if Peter awakened part of his memory, as long as he did not see the reappearance of the dragons, the darkness and light were not in a game, and his future, whether it was the mission given to him by the son of the dragons or the mission given to her by the dark, he could not complete it, and he could not get the results that either side wanted to accept.

"Hello, my child, are you sorrowful?"

While running, Ye Mingyuan suddenly heard a joking voice in his ears, which made him can't help but stop and look around.

Although the path in front of him was gone, replaced by a slightly larger platform that looked like an island in the lava, he couldn't see anyone else who belonged to the voice except for stones and lava.

"Who are you? Come out! Don't hide!" Ye Mingyuan said, clutching the dagger that Carl had given him when he was in the imperial capital, in case of a sudden attack.

"Hahaha, my child, look overhead, you'll be pleasantly surprised!" the voice continued in a mocking tone, but without much hostility.

Hearing this, Ye Mingyuan hesitated for two or three seconds, but the instinct of curiosity about the unknown still prevailed over the instinct of fear, and Ye Mingyuan's forehead was still lifted upward by this force.

"Ahh

"How can you be so surprised? What exactly do you see?"

"You, you only have nine heads, are you also a dragon?" Ye Mingyuan looked a little surprised, but did not choose to get up immediately. This kind of perspective seems to be an appropriate way to face the monster in front of him.

"Oh, I don't think you don't know what kind of power this body of my voice belongs to, and you still refuse to accept your identity, right? Hehe, in that case, you can choose to leave with me, like a down-and-out clown, like a lost ant, run away forever, run away, face all this negatively, and you will seal your memory, isn't that the reason?"

"What are you talking about?" Ye Mingyuan wondered.

"You are indeed grieving and grieving for your memory, and even trying to find it at any cost, my child?" the nine-headed monster continued, in the same disgusting tone as before.

"What kid? I don't have anything to do with you. You hurry up and let me go to Your Majesty. If Long Qing encounters a problem, it will be a result that none of the parties in the empire want to see. Ye Mingyuan said, but he didn't seem so afraid.

Although he still held the dagger in his hand, he still chose to pat the dust on the top of his red uniform shirt, and chose to stand up and look up.

"Well, whether you agree with what I just said or not. All you have to do is admit that you are a child of the dragons. Remember, my child, that the most ancient dragons have come to an end in their lives. Whatever hurt the dragons have brought you, whatever harm they have brought you, you should put them in the past and let them die with time. You are who you are, and your memories are not a disaster. Wouldn't it be a joke for the world to cause a catastrophe with just one person?" said the nine-headed monster, gradually emerging its full form from the slightly dark depths.

Ye Mingyuan did not immediately answer his words, but carefully observed the monster in front of him.

No, it doesn't seem to be a monster. Those nine heads were just nine ordinary dragon heads, and there was nothing underneath them, just a flame that couldn't see inside. It seems that these nine heads are just growing in a raging fire.

"Dragon's pain, dark pain?" Ye Mingyuan repeated, and suddenly, his brain once again felt like it had been implanted with gunpowder and then ruthlessly detonated, feeling the pain of exploding.

In front of his eyes, some fragmentary pictures resurfaced, and whispers of people who didn't know what to do.

"Will the Dragons' Destiny be revived here?"

"Only the blood of the dragon clan can inspire the power of the depths. ”

"You are the son of the dragon, and you must revive the dragons. ”

"Accept the power, the dragons will perish, and only the darkness can truly belong to you. ”

"Don't you want to go to that eastern country? If the two spirit stones are destroyed, if you destroy the third one, that country will be a dark world. ”

"Dawn and darkness game, you are destined to struggle forever!"

Those messy words and broken and flickering pictures formed a huge shadow in Ye Mingyuan's mind for a while. And the whisper that seemed to be like a demon's voice seemed to want to tear and disintegrate his soul under the mess.

For a moment, the messy sounds, the broken images, the intertwined emotions, the swirling air currents, and the upside-down, unadorned red and black lights were like a demonic concert, as if they were about to completely destroy his body.

"Hold on to a faith and go on eternally, and the Creator will forgive you for your obsolescence, both light and dark. ”

Under the flickering and interweaving, an old voice that he heard at some point came into his ears, and this tone, like his life-saving charm, instantly dispelled all the sounds in his ears and those broken and intertwined images.

After a few minutes, Ye Mingyuan gradually felt that the suppressed and panicked emotions dissipated, and with barely support, he finally got up from the ground again.

But the nine dragon heads above his head were long gone, and his thinking seemed to become clearer than before.

"Faith, move forward. Ye Mingyuan muttered, thinking about the sound that finally pulled him out of the hallucination.

But his brain still seemed to be frozen, and those fragmented memories were not enough to support his retrieval.

In desperation, he had to look at the illusion around him.

At some point, the trail where he came was gone, replaced by two avenues on the left and right around him, and the lava that was still tumbling and bubbling around him.

"Which path are you going to take?" Ye Mingyuan pondered.

His clear mind hinted at the familiar path to the left.

Ye Mingyuan looked at the two roads in turn again, but except for the inconsistent directions, the end of each road seemed to be endless, but in the end, it was as dark as it was.

"No matter, it feels right. Ye Mingyuan made up his mind and resolutely walked towards the road on the left.

I don't know how long it took to walk, it seemed like a century, and it seemed like it was only ten minutes. Without bringing in any mechanical watches, Ye Mingyuan couldn't accurately calculate the time that had gone into here.

"Wall?" Ye Mingyuan wondered.

The road in front of him seemed to have come to an end, and a tall wall that filled his entire vision completely blocked his path.

Unconsciously looking back, Ye Mingyuan found that the road he had passed just now was already wrapped in endless magma at this time.

It seemed like he was going to be trapped here.

But just as he was staring at the wall and trying to find a way out, it seemed that there was some kind of noise coming from inside the wall.

"And you, there's no place for you, hahaha. ”

This voice seemed to be the voice of the little emperor, Ye Mingyuan thought, he must have completed the important part of the ceremony, otherwise he would not be so excited.

But the next voice completely denied his idea.

"You, go, die. Word by word, gritting his teeth like this, the voice seemed to be the voice of the man in green uniform who was next to the Dragon Gate just now, supporting the little emperor on the left and right.

"It seems that Your Majesty is in danger. Ye Mingyuan analyzed in his heart.

But I don't know what emotion it is, and I don't know if it was a familiar memory, Ye Mingyuan quickly condensed the power of the flame in his right hand and smashed it towards the wall in front of him with all his might.

One, two, three.

At the time of the third blow, a huge opening was finally smashed out of the center of the wall, which was about as wide as half of Ye Mingyuan.

"Ye Mingyuan!" secretly saw the future exclaimed.

However, his surprise then turned into a kind of calm, and even instantly evolved into surprise, "Are you finally coming to help the Dark Child?"