"In just a second, his sword would have slashed across my chest, ending my life. I'll feel a pain in my heart first, and I'll feel a pain in my heart. And then as soon as it gets dark, it's completely over. From an old duel, how ridiculous. Does the underworld really exist?" Wright muttered to himself, completely relaxing the muscles of his body, closing his eyes tightly, waiting for the moment when the sword fell.

And the facts are developing step by step as he expected.

Klinyin in front of him did not hesitate, and the hand he held the long sword did not tremble, but due to the overflow of demonic power in his body, the hilt of the sword he held was already stained with some subtle frost.

Sou!

The falling sword qi was mixed with frost and inexplicable flames, and the chilling breeze brought by it made Wright's body tremble for a moment.

However!

The death-symbolizing attack didn't land, even though the tip of the sword had pressed against the Eventele Imperial Medal on Wright's chest.

At this moment, even Wright had already imagined the sound of the badge cracking and the image of the bones in his chest being crushed, time was almost frozen and did not move forward like an old man in a white robe flattening the passing hourglass.

That was until Wright heard the demonic whisper of Klin.

"Are you afraid? No, have you given up all resistance? Why? I can see the tenacity in your body, the desire for mystery in your mind. Do you really not want to touch the gods?"

"I, I don't know. Wright's mind paused for a second, and only after feeling the air around him flow again did he open his eyes and continue:

"As you said, I can go into the underworld and continue to spy on the gods, right? I don't know if it really exists, and I don't know if my consciousness will stay there after you kill me. But it's better than what I've been searching for. I've been looking for this since the red rays of light that landed on the north side of Shamon Tower twenty years ago, at the junction of the desert and the mountains, symbolizing death. ”

"What are you looking for?" Klinyin wondered, retracting his sword, frowning and looking half-bewildered.

"God. Wright said lightly.

But in his dark eyes, Klinyin saw no deception, on the contrary, he saw a kind of anger.

Or not just anger, but a sublimation of anger.

"Why? I'm a little curious about you now. You didn't pass the test that represented the ancient duel and the matching one, but I think you'll bring me something more interesting. Klinyin said, a few lines of purple and black gradually oozing from his left hand.

In Wright's presence, the lines fluttered and intertwined in mid-air like a dancer.

In a short time, on the attached frost and the long sword carved with the dragon pattern, you can already see the traces of being completely entwined by the lines.

Airplanes!

After a dull sound, under the glow of purple and black "light", the long sword in Klinyin's hand disappeared back into the void.

"You, don't you choose to kill me?" Wright asked tentatively.

"No, it depends on the value you bring to the next narrative. In Avantley, or the Cruz Empire and the nations to the west, merchant was a very common occupation. They usually choose one of the things in the game that is in line with their values, and that is to exchange as much as possible. In other words, if you're going to tell me something that's worth your life, congratulations. But if there is a lack of value, then the body you get will also be missing. Like your hands, well, I'm still interested. Klinyin threatened.

But his body seemed very honest in front of his thoughts, and he chose to remove the leg that was holding Wright's body and stood straight up.

"But," Klinyin continued, taking two steps back:

"Let's start with the god you just said, and the red light in the north. Tell us more about the details. ”

"Gods?" Wright muttered, slowly getting up, feeling his heart still beating wildly in the cold, Wright said:

"Twenty years ago, a ray of light fell from the sky. I was in front of the light, and in addition to the shivering bright red, I also felt the extreme temperature hundreds of times beyond the flames. As if it were being manipulated, it swept straight across the mountain from one end of the river, dividing the entire mountain range into two sections. But this is not the end, but a beginning. Wright said in a storytelling tone that he wasn't good at.

"Is it red? Flames, water, mountains, and winds? You must have experienced something out of the ordinary. Klinyin looked at Wright with interest as if interested, and motioned for him to continue.

"I was with another person on top of a mountain to witness this happening. But fear took over my mind and body, and you know, it's impossible for humans to think any more at this time. When that red light came towards me wrapped in powerful energy, I thought of death at that moment. Wright said, his eyes a little straight, as if the fear was still there.

"And then?" Klinyin continued.

"I saw two creatures that I had never seen before, but which later belonged to the category of mystery. Wright paused and continued:

"First, a giant dragon broke out of the earth, like a warrior of the previous era, and released a fierce flame from its body, like the shield used by the ancient warriors, to resist the light to the death. However, when I looked up at the sky, I realized that I had missed something very important. ”

"What is it?" Klinyin wondered.

"The mist and red dots of light swirled over my head like stars, and the red light poured out of them. Are you sure it's a god?" asked Wright instead.

"It's possible that what emanates from the mist belongs to the Lost City, where some of the dragons' power was left behind. Although he had destroyed one, there was no guarantee that there would be others. Or, by some other dragons. I am inextricably linked to the dragons, and I naturally know that the dragons you see must be the real dragons. Because the light that shone in the imperial capital of the Flame Empire thirty years ago was produced after the flames were condensed to the extreme. And after that, all the remnants of the dragon clan in the Imperial Capital Dragon Realm escaped, without exception. Klinyin said, and it was not difficult for Wright to see a look of pride in his eyes.

"No, it's just a birdman, I've seen a real dragon. Just like the picture on a parchment scroll that has been handed down from ancient times, it is the same as the one I got some time ago. ”

"No, they're dragons, real dragons. Klinyin interrupted:

"Actually, I can tell you one thing that is not important, I am also looking for a dragon. Dragons, the ancient bloodlines that sleep in their bodies are thicker than the royal family of the Flame Empire. Those people in the Flame Empire can only control the power of light, while the real dragon clan, as long as they have a little power blessing, can truly release the power in their bodies. But that's not the point, I don't want to debate with you right now, I want to hear the follow-up story. ”

"Follow-up. Of course, it was the dragon that breathed into the sky. There was a strong aura of fire, but the water gushing out of my body formed a protective film, allowing me to see everything that was happening in front of me in its entirety. The dragon's flames dispelled the fog, and that's when I realized I had seen a monster. No, it's a monster that transcends the gods. Wright said, and his eyeballs began to tremble slightly.

I don't know if it's because of fear, or the discomfort caused by the cold breath around me.

"Go on. Klinyin said in an almost commanding tone.

"He had a bunch of horns, like a deer, but he was very large, twice as tall as the dragon in front of him. It is estimated to be thirty meters long. It also had a pair of jet-black wings, and his two eyeball-covered tentacles, as well as the milky mucus wound on his chest, which made me feel a stench that penetrated my soul. However, instead of fighting the monster directly, the dragon disappeared along with the monster and some of the remaining fog after emitting all the flames in its body. ”

"Are you feeling sick?" Klinyin asked with a smile, looking at the corners of his mouth and the look in his eyes, as if he had what he wanted to hear.

"Yes, I felt like I was in a white space, everything was like a dream, and all time and space had come to a standstill. When I came back to my senses, there was no one else but some flames in the distance, and the charred man behind me. So, from that moment on, I wanted to see what the real dragons were like, and where the monsters that the soothsayers would later call gods belonged to. Wright said viciously, as if there were some emotions that were not yet expressed.

"I am very satisfied with your story. In return for hearing the story, I will give you two things. First, you've passed the test. Indeed, for humans in this era, who are familiar with machinery and even guns, the use of swords is indeed an ancient and impractical way. Second, the meteorite, as long as you think about it from the perspective of space, there may be a different answer. Klinyin said, retracting some of the demonic power that had overflowed around his body, and glanced thoughtfully in Wright's direction, ready to turn around.

"But will these hints of yours lead me to the mysterious gods?" Wright asked, knowing that the Clint voice in front of him was not easy, and he didn't want to miss some possible opportunities.

But more importantly, the excellent hearing he had trained from the army had informed him of a piece of news.

Someone's coming!

It seems that Shamon or Timod had sensed his departure and were slowly approaching his location with a pistol.

Because he heard the sound of his shoes hitting the ground and pulling the trigger.

"I should," Klinyin wanted to say something, but in the same way, he saw a small reflective object in the empty alleyway.

It could have been a badge, but it had to be someone coming to Wright's aid.

"I should have killed you, you liar. Klinyin said angrily, his hands reconcentrating the dark blue magic power.

And the stone brick floor around him was also covered with a layer of frost.

Bang!

A crisp thud was mixed with a bullet in a state of rapid action, and it slammed straight into Klinyin's arm.

When Wright came back to his senses from the sudden change, he finally saw something that made him feel some relief.

"Sneak attack!"

Clinyin clutched his bleeding right arm in pain, gasping for breath and looking at Wright with an angry expression.

Even the frost around him had dissipated due to the sudden withdrawal of the demonic power, as if it had never appeared.