Volume 1 The Dragon's Death Chapter 17 The Dragon's Words (4)
Still in the depths of the palace of the Flame Empire, still the little emperor of the Flame Empire.
At this time, the little emperor stood at the feet of the statue of the ancestor of the Flame Empire, making his final confession and prayer.
Although the entire Flame Empire mainly believes in the power of the Demon Source and the so-called Dao, the Lord from the west of the continent has gradually become a god in the hearts of some people in the Flame Empire over the years.
"Forgive me, Creator of all things, Eternal Lord, for my next sins. My sin was not my intention, but my sin can bring disaster. Please know my sins in the longer future, and forgive me in the deeper future. Please bless and forgive me. ”
After a long and short prayer, the little emperor gradually got up.
The statue of the ancestor of the Flame Empire in front of him was still so majestic. Even after hundreds of years, standing in front of the statue, you can still feel a trace of fear rising from the bottom of your heart.
"Put him away, we will be of great use when Longqing is in power. The little emperor ordered Lin Zhao and handed the "Secret Book" in his hand to Lin Zhao. At the same time, the little emperor picked up the scepter in his hand and concentrated the little demonic power in his body.
In the Flame Empire, although there are not many people who learn magic, the royal family of the Flame Empire will be more or less exposed to magic. Just like the current emperor, although there are not many magic skills, the magic source power in the body, which comes from the power of magic, will always be used in the empire at some point. And now, at least the little emperor himself thinks that this is the time for him to use the magic source power.
As the little emperor mobilized the demonic power in his body, a red light gradually rose behind the little emperor, and this light was the same color as the banner of the Flame Empire, both of which were the color of flames. Then, this red light condensed towards the center, forming two small fireballs of demonic source power, which rotated around the little emperor's side.
The output of the magic source power also activated the scepter in his hand in another aspect, and the scepter emitted a stronger light than ever when the little emperor came here before, and with the light of the scepter, the two fireballs behind the little emperor also rotated themselves and moved to the top of the scepter.
"The fire burns. The little emperor shouted towards the scepter, and at the same time mobilized the magic source power on his body again.
Under the mobilization of the magic source power, the scepter sent out a slight vibration, which in turn drove the two fireballs around the top of the scepter, and the fireballs shattered with the magic source power of the scepter, turning into a flash of fire. And the firelight, mixed with the magical power emitted by the scepter forward, shot straight at the statue in front of him.
"Bang!" the sound of a huge stone explosion echoed through the depths of the Flame Empire's palace, and immediately afterward, the explosion caused a brief earthquake, and the little emperor fell backwards on his feet.
At this moment, a stone that had just exploded was thrown towards the little emperor.
Seeing that the stone was about to be smashed at the little emperor, Lin Zhao behind him quickly walked forward, pulling the little emperor to the other side and dodging the attack of the stone.
The earthquake continued for a minute before it gradually stopped.
Unable to suppress the excitement and eagerness, the earthquake had just stopped, and the little emperor quickly rushed forward, quickly turning something in the pile of rubble.
Fortunately, the rubble is no longer a threat.
Sure enough, soon, among the pile of rubble, he found the obviously strange pitch-black existence.
"That's it. The little emperor couldn't suppress the joy in his heart and said, injecting a faint red magic source power into the stone.
Click, click.
A slight crackling voice streaked.
After receiving the homogeneous magical power belonging to the flames, the surface of the stone began to crack. In just a split second, the smooth and regular sphere inside leaked out.
"Sure enough!" said the little emperor excitedly.
Then, the little emperor injected a trace of purple magic power into the stone. With the influence of the two demonic powers, the stone was finally activated, revealing a flame-like red.
That's the original color!
It was at this moment that Lin Zhao, who was standing aside, understood that the red stone in the little emperor's hand came from the big stone that was about to be smashed at him just now, and the big stone came from the top of the sword in the hand of the statue at the beginning.
This stone, if nothing else, is the Yanding Stone under the control of the Flame Empire.
Lin Zhao looked at the Yan Ding Stone in the little emperor's hand, and opened his mouth in front of the emperor as if he wanted to ask something.
However, the little emperor did not give him this opportunity, and only interrupted him with a faint wave of his hand.
"You don't need to be surprised, you don't need to ask anything, the secret of Yan Dingshi can only be controlled by the emperors of the previous empires. There are two things you need to do next. The first is to help me mobilize enough troops, and the second is to accompany me to prepare for Longqing. ”
As he spoke, the little emperor clenched the Yanding Stone in his hand and walked straight to the outside of the deep imperial tomb palace.
In desperation, Lin Zhao followed closely behind him, without saying a word, until the little emperor walked to the door of the iron gate.
"One more thing I forgot to say, from today onwards, the traitors in the imperial capital will be handed over to you to deal with, and you can cut them first and then play. After speaking, the little emperor threw the scepter in his hand to Lin Zhao. This scepter represents the power of the Emperor and the special power given to Lin Zhao.
"Oh, yes, Your Majesty. Lin Zhao replied, standing motionless.
Until the sky gradually darkened, the back of the little emperor had faded from a distance. Lin Zhao walked slowly outside the palace under the oppressive blackness.
The scepter will not be just power.
Under the dim and strange night, Lin Zhao remembered the record in "Dark Book" again.
"Since the birth of the continent, the continent has relied on a force to support it from breaking. And, for a long time to come, everything in the continent will be formed by this power. The power of the continent comes from the root of the universe, so it is called the power of the magic source. In the ancient period of the continent, humans, dragons, and other creatures used to rely on the power of magic to fight for a long time. But even before the war five hundred years ago, darkness and light had always played their irreplaceable roles. It was not until mankind completely gained the ruling power of the continent that the darkness and light gradually faded.
And once the light is restored, so will the darkness. When the conflict comes, no one will be able to stop a new round of war on the mainland. ”
"A new round of war?" Lin Zhao smiled bitterly, thinking about the final record of the "Secret Book" chapter, and his heart was filled with unease.