The dark light mixed with the faint smell of burnt objects poured into Ringu's senses, and in this almost impermeable nighttime Imperial Tomb, he could only rely on the faint moonlight from the top of the altar in the distance to find the remaining torches on the walls.

"It's really dark here, Ye Mingyuan, I think you should have been here. This is the night and death, not the fire and the dragons. Ringu teased, continuing to fumble around the walls.

"So what? You're still here, I used to be...... Me?" Ye Mingyuan said, his brain twitching violently as if it had been hit by an electric current.

It was like a huge bolt of lightning striking a small area, passing through his mind and soul and the depths of his memory, stimulating something.

"What am I?" Ringu continued to ask through the door, his right hand finally fumbling for a convex frosted lump that was exposed from the rock.

"I?...... What exactly was the choice made, or was it ...... Fate is guiding me here?" Ye Mingyuan whispered, his eyes gradually becoming blurred, and under the double impact of the surrounding darkness and mental exhaustion, his eyelids seemed to be poured into lead water.

I can tell you responsibly that no one's destiny can be chosen, and that we can only act as best we can in the shadow of the Creator. Oh yes, I've heard your old story. I heard from the people in the palace that you came to this empire in the wind and snow, and the previous emperor was looking for you until you were taken to the palace by Ye Gu, and finally cooperated with the current little emperor. But he doesn't give you everything you deserve, including your desires. Ringu smiled in the dark.

Even because of the light, Ye Mingyuan couldn't see this weird face clearly, but hearing his tone, that faint sense of fear had already begun to envelop his consciousness.

"You, do you know my past?" Ye Mingyuan asked tentatively, the sleepiness just now was suddenly reduced by half, and at the same time, the memory that was in the semi-psychedelic before also returned to a conscious state as if it had finally been passed by an electric current.

"You've been looking for something, and that's how I felt when I first met you in Tanihama. Well, I'll light the torch here first. Ringu said, taking out two round, not smooth stones from his bosom, and rubbing them against the hard sanded blocks.

This is a flint, although it is not commonly used in this era, but when it is used in the field or in places where there is no gasoline, it is still necessary to strengthen a lot of lighters.

Bang!

Rumble!

A faint flame burst out from the center of the two stones like a petite elf, and Ringu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly sent it in front of the frosted hard block.

The protruding part of the stone was touched by the flames, as if it had opened a box of long-buried power, from the sparkling stick figure of the imperial totem dragon formed by the absorption of the flames, to the conduction line formed along the wall in all directions, and finally to the bright lights that were lit in turn in the tomb of the empire, all of them tore a hole in the darkness, allowing the two of them to successfully place themselves in the light.

"Now that the torch is lit, are you going to start using darkness to prevent the dragon clan from reappearing?" Ye Mingyuan asked while standing behind Lin Gu.

"Yes, I told you I would keep the Dragons Forever asleep in the dark. But there is one more thing needed for the ritual to be carried out, and I don't have that in me. Lin Gu smiled and turned to stare at Ye Mingyuan.

"What...... What?" Ye Mingyuan asked, looking a little panicked.

"Dragon's blood, a little is enough. Lin Gu said, and quickly clenched his right hand into a fist in front of Ye Mingyuan, striking at his face.

Without the blessing of the power of the Dragon Realm Stone, being attacked by a strong fist at close range, Ye Mingyuan couldn't react. After a wave of vertigo and intense pain in his brain, he was forced to fall to the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of bright red blood.

"Enough, enough, that's enough. Lin Gu said, squatting down and wiping the corner of Ye Mingyuan's mouth with his fingers, stained with a trace of his blood as a son of a dragon.

Feeling the abundant and comfortable magic source power brought by the dragon's blood, Ringu continued:

"Then you can choose to lie down or you can choose to struggle to get up. Of course, no matter what posture you choose to watch this great and mysterious ritual, you can't change its outcome. By the way, there is no doubt that when the fire of punishment falls, the lost city in the sky is destined to be destroyed long ago. Of course, it may not be an accident that the flames rained down to turn the imperial capital into ruins and purgatory on earth. Lin Gu walked straight forward with a strange smile, although his tone and facial expression were relaxed, but the subtle tremor of his right hand also showed that he was in a state of excitement.

"It's not an accident, what do you mean? Lin Gu!" Ye Mingyuan shouted as he looked at Lin Gu's back, struggling in place, trying to break free from the rope with all his might.

But his petite body could not compete with the masterpiece of human intelligence, this object made of the simple material hemp, suppressed his body clearly, and he could not even use any magical power to fight.

"Didn't your majesty tell you the truth, the truth you've been trying to pursue from the beginning?" asked Ringu as he turned around, his face half puzzled.

"I ....." Ye Mingyuan continued to struggle and said: "If I knew the truth of the essence of everything, the truth of my memory loss, the truth of how I came here, and the truth of what I was for, how could I choose to cooperate with Your Majesty." I just want to know what my missing memories are and where my future should go. These ......" Ye Mingyuan said this, and the tears that had been squeezed in his eyes for a long time gushed out like noodles.

The collapse of human beings is often just a moment, the impetus of a certain emotion, coupled with a dream memory like a mirage, Ye Mingyuan finally couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

"You're crying. I'm a little interested in hearing your story right now. Well, I don't feel any fluctuations in the power of the magic source here, and it seems that no one will set foot here anytime soon. You've got plenty of time to talk to me. But even when you're done, I won't stop my ritual. The ritual of the Chains of Darkness, which will bind the dragons in the darkness and disqualify them from becoming true dragons, will not change. Lin Gu said, putting on an interested posture and sitting cross-legged a few meters away from Ye Ming.

"Do you know what is the saddest thing about human beings?" Ye Mingyuan asked with a handful of tears in his eyes, and he chose to ask rhetorically. Lazy people listen to books

"Loss, and desire. Ringu replied with his own understanding.

"yes, you're right. Ye Mingyuan said, turning his head to the side, his eyes slightly dull looking at the lamp on the wall that was lit by a thin line of flame and was shaking with the faint air current.

"I want to hear stories, probably...... If possible, if you impress me, maybe I won't unleash the darkness to the extreme and wipe out the dragons. Because I see you as a complete dragon, such an interesting, emotional monster is really rare in this world. Lin Gu said, but stared at Ye Mingyuan intently.

"My memory has been in a state of fragmentation and blur since I came to this country three years ago," Ye Mingyuan sighed and continued: "You should guess that I don't belong to this world, at least, I don't belong to this era. ”

"It can be seen that the people of this world are more or less attached to some kind of god, but you have never, you have not been interested in any god other than dragons. Oh, our Lin family has already investigated these. ”

"yes. In my shattered memories, I seem to remember only two things. ”

"Which two?" said Ringu curiously.

"I was forcibly transported from a technologically advanced world here, but I don't have a complete memory of that world. Also, I don't really belong to the dragons, and in the memory of my missing other half, I still belong to an organization shrouded in darkness. Their leader seems to be related to the dragon war back then, and it seems to be the ordinal god known as the Night King. Ye Mingyuan recalled, although the pain caused by the surging memories still flashed in his mind, he still chose to endure it.

However, the description of the Night Lord aroused Ringu's strong interest:

"Night King, do you mean, the Demon King who tempted the dragon clan and wanted to bring the darkness to this world? he is the ancestor that we Dark Demon Origin Masters want to see, and you have something to do with him?" Ringu said in surprise.

Before that, he just regarded Ye Mingyuan as a child of the Dragon Clan, at most he was an object under the Little Emperor who acted as a tool for him in Longqing. But as a Dark Demon Origin Master, his attention to the gods where the dark power came from far exceeded his attention to the dragons.

"Perhaps. In fact, I have seen the former ...... in the Dragon Realm Friend, he guided me to this kingdom to find some answers to my memory. In the depths of memory, I spent more than forty years in two worlds, but my real age was only sixteen, and the remaining twenty-four years seemed to disappear into thin air, and my poor memories could not be pieced together. Ye Mingyuan said, the look of loss in his eyes fluttered out undisguisedly.

"Memory?" Ringu continued, standing up with his right hand on the ground.

"Maybe it was thirty years ago, maybe it was fifty years ago, and I still have a place name in my mind, Dark Far Town. There I met a figure who was called the leader of the Counterins, and it seemed to be in a ruin, but I don't remember it very well. Under the threat of my life, it was as if the sleeping power and blood in my body had been stimulated once, just like the time in Guli Town. I also became a dragon, a real dragon. Ye Mingyuan said, pulling his eyes back to look directly at Lin Gu.

Under the same gaze, Lin Gu could peek out from his eyes that Ye Mingyuan's truth, as well as his desire for power and nostalgia.

"He should be Yanwu. The historical records of the empire record his death in the ruins of the dragons, but there are not many records. Legend has it that the dragons have reappeared, but the people of the empire know that the dragons have long been driven out in the war, and it is impossible for them to descend without external forces. Although this history has caught the attention of me and some of the Wizards, by the way, including Mr. Riva, none of them have been linked to you. Well, maybe you shouldn't be lost, and you shouldn't be crying. Ringu said with a sigh.

"Why? There have been many people who have promised me many things, but they have never been realized. I've been deceived, I'm just trying to get my memories back, this simple wish. Ye Mingyuan said, lowering his head, letting tears gush out of the corners of his eyelashes again, crossing his immature but not white face, and falling into the stone ground with a tick.

"You have the blood of the dragons sleeping in your body, and you have the power of darkness. If, I mean, you can even make the most of these two forces and become a powerhouse on this continent. Those who have power are not upset about promises, and no one wants to cheat. If someone tries to trick a giant creature capable of destroying a city, he will always weigh his own strength a few times before making a comparison. If you find a balance, or harness the power of the dragons, you will be able to do anything on this continent. Lin Gu said, glanced at Ye Mingyuan, sighed and walked towards the altar again.

"I never thought that I should be a strong man, so how can I become a strong man?" Ye Mingyuan asked across Lin Gu's back.

"I can feel from the two fights with you that your fight or your goal is for someone else, or for a higher reason. Of course, I'm the same as you do. A truly strong person is able to survive for himself and do everything for himself. That's why, although I sympathize with you and have a little affection for the dragons, I still choose to perform the ritual of the 'Chains of Darkness'. Because for me, dragons cannot exist on this continent, and they will bring disaster. I don't know if you'll choose to compromise with the little emperor for the sake of his desires. But I always choose to move forward for myself. Lin Gu said, and a thick purple magic source power surged in his right hand.

This is the high-level of the dark magic source power in the fog and fantasy, this extreme purple is not controlled by more demon source masters in the Flame Empire except for the little emperor's scepter.

Lin Gu smiled bitterly, he looked at the altar and the moonlight on the top, the corners of his mouth twitched a little, and he still surged the thick purple magic source power on his fingertips.

The faint blood stain of Ye Mingyuan, which he had smeared just now, suddenly turned into a delicate red flower, although this represented death, it also represented another world where the dragon clan was suppressed.

The blood-colored Crimson Moon, mixed with the scorching aura that permeated the entire Imperial Capital, mixed with the terrifying distorted light of fire and darkness, was gradually gathered, folded, and flipped by the strange aura, and finally wriggled in front of Ringu to form a dark chain that seemed to annihilate the soul.

"O breath of antiquity, purple light, O darkness descended from the Creator, bless the apostles who believe in you. Lin Gu recited a spell that was exclusive to this ritual, and a thick dark purple aura surged from his hands at the same time.

Under the manipulation of Ringu, in addition to the six-pointed star pattern gradually formed on the periphery, six pitch-black chains connected the six points of the six-pointed star diagonally from the inside, forming a picture of chains and six-pointed stars.

Then, the inexplicable purple mist, mixed with pitch black and disgusting wriggling dark black gelatin, emerged from the center of the altar, as if if it only touched a part of the body would decay and be lost in this mysterious tomb.

"Ye Mingyuan, everything has begun. Look, as long as the first dragon is bound, the entire dragon clan will no longer have such terrifying power. Of course, as long as I can defeat the first dragon who escaped from it, then the other dragons will be suppressed again. And Luo Heng and I can also become a new round of heroes and regain control of this empire that is about to collapse. Lin Gu smiled and turned his back to Ye Mingyuan and said.

"Hero?" Ye Mingyuan muttered, half-kneeling and gradually getting up, staring at the product of scarlet, pitch black and dark purple in front of him.