Volume 1 [Flame Chapter] Dragon Death Chapter 217 Long Qing (94): Under the wail of the wind
"You..... You, damn ...... Dirty idiot. ”
I don't know if it was because of pain or emotional excitement, Zhou Zhifeng's lips trembled, and he could barely say this sentence in its entirety.
"Dirty?stupid?cough, cough. Karl coughed dryly twice, took a few steps back again, and observed with interest the Zhou Zhifeng who had almost killed him just now.
However, he barely knew how to speak just now, and he didn't know where a strength came from, and with a little support, he actually stood up, holding a hand full of blood, shaking and pointing at Carl, and said:
"The Lost City, uh, can't ...... If it can't come, everyone who sets foot in this territory will die, without exception. Hahaha, hahaha......"
However, Carl replied to him with only a faint smile and a teasing word:
"Oh, yes, why don't I believe it?"
"Don't believe it? Well, that's okay. I...... I know my defeat is imminent, but where is your choice? You can pierce the armor of the wind with a holy weapon, and ...... It is also possible to defeat a nation that belongs to the wind. But you can't choose between two catastrophes. Will you choose to let your desires devour you and let the Lost City bring disaster to the world, or will you let the desires of others devour you and release the dragons and the darkness...... Unleashed?" Zhou Zhifeng struggled.
"Dark, release dark, you know this, answer me!" Carl yelled, and quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Zhifeng's collar.
The inside of his green armor was still the neat uniform of the soldiers of the Flame Empire.
"Do you remember, remember how long ago I woke up from the ice?" Zhou Zhifeng asked, seemingly forgetting the dagger he was sticking to in his chest.
"I don't know. Karl denied.
"Three hundred years ago, it was in a snow-capped mountain on the edge of the north. Then...... At that time, I just felt a blur, surrounded by brilliant colors. But what awakens me is not the whiteness of the snow, but the boundless darkness. ”
"Darkness?, such an early layout?" Karl blurted out.
"yes, black. When I felt scared and lonely in the dark, my mind finally cleared up. I don't think I'm lost here. I don't remember how I fell asleep, but finding and restarting the Lost City was my only mission. In the past few years, I can naturally feel the dark aura that has quietly grown throughout the empire. It's just that I'm not the light...... Messenger of Light, I have no reason to stop it. ”
"Bastard!" Karl cursed, pushing Zhou Zhifeng to the ground.
"Hahaha," Zhou Zhifeng lay on the ground in a strange posture, but the disdain in his eyes and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth never left, "Do you really think that there are some things that we can stop? If you can't represent yourself with desire, then you will always be a chess piece." ”
"Aren't you a pawn?" said Karl angrily.
"I, a chess piece?" Zhou Zhifeng didn't expect Carl to say this.
"I'm a collaborator of the darkness, yes, and I'm using the dirty power of the darkness. But you are not of your own will. In the distant Book of Dragons, I remember the phrase 'The god of the wind ends in the wind.' The struggle between desire and the endless night gave birth to an obsession. It's lost somewhere, but it's not going away. When the god of fire returns, it will also come to this world.'" According to my speculation, three hundred years ago, it happened to be the years of the reign of Emperor Shangwu of the Flame Empire. Three events happened that confirmed this prophecy. ”
"That'...... Those three things?" Zhou Zhifeng looked puzzled.
"Yanjun's body was originally sealed in a stone coffin and buried in the Imperial Tomb in the depths of the palace. But for some unknown reason, one night, it actually burned on its own, and the raging fire even scorched the imperial tombs. It is certainly ridiculous that the nobility of the empire seems to have no idea about the monarch who founded them. It's just a quarrel over maintenance costs. Eventually, a statue was rebuilt. Karl said.
"What about the second thing?"
"The northern borders of the empire were hit by a typhoon. Do you know what the north is? deserts, and endless grasslands? That's the central location of the whole continent. In the past, typhoons blew to the hidden capital at most, but that time, it actually brought wind and rain to the desert, isn't it strange?" said Karl, shrugging his shoulders helplessly, like those Westerner nobles.
"And a third 、..... The third piece. The puzzled expression on Zhou Zhifeng's face did not decrease much.
"Far away on the edge of the mountains, I saw a thick cloud cover. When I tried to look in with the eyes of an eagle, I found a meadow. You know, that kind of green, so fat, enough to raise countless cattle and sheep. Karl said in the tone of an old herdsman in the cold country north of the empire.
"Poetry?"
"No, it was a small talk when a tribe under the Northern Han Kingdom came to pay tribute to Emperor Shangwu. Don't you feel a little familiar?" Karl smiled and walked slowly towards Zhou Zhifeng.
Da, da, da.
One step, two steps, three steps.
The neat and slow sound of each step was like a bell, ringing and waking up Zhou Zhifeng's sleeping memory.
"I, I, me. ”
In the chaotic memories, Zhou Zhifeng was speechless for a while.
Countless images passed through his mind like a projector.
The green armor he was wearing and the green sword that had fallen to the ground gradually dimmed.
"I'm just an obsession?" Zhou Zhifeng seemed to understand something, and looked ahead helplessly.
"The nobles of the Lost City are long dead, and you don't know that. It's just a pity that the young man, because of the civil strife, after being stabbed with a sword by his own people more than twenty times, still cried all night holding the statue symbolizing the god of wind. Do you remember?" said Karl in a low voice, unaware of it, with a line of tears already on his face.
"yes, the boy. Zhou Zhifeng said lightly, he recalled everything.
"It was a night of wind and fire. The patriarch Feng Qi was killed by the rebel Feng Mo, who used the dragon flames, and the fire burned all night. The boy, I don't remember the name, he didn't tell me. I just remember that he was a beautiful teenager with sorrow. At the end of his life, I woke up in the flames. I don't remember anything else, I just remember that he said something like that and then he lost his life. Zhou Zhifeng recalled.
"I will bury the flame with a strong wind. Karl said.
"I will bury the flame with a strong wind. Zhou Zhifeng said at the same time.
"Do you know that young man?" Zhou Zhifeng said in surprise, not seemingly paying attention to his slowly fading body.
"It's a story of hate. The king, who is in the dark, has told me. Carl explained.
"yes, hatred. When I woke up from the flames, the city was a scorched earth. As a last resort, I jumped from the sky, like a bird, and finally fell into the snow and ice, until now. Zhou Zhifeng continued to recall.
"yes. During the half day when I slept on the fighter plane, I also remembered a lot of things. That's one of them. There are some things that I want to give up, and there are things that I don't want to talk about anymore. But the obsession brought about by the disaster has reached such a point that I can't let the dragons reappear. Although they represent power, although the little emperor is confident that he can control them. But the catastrophe cannot be prevented. Even if my life ends here, I will be the only hero in the dark night. Carl said with some sadness.
"Heroes, hehe, this world doesn't need heroes. Zhou Zhifeng retorted.
"Perhaps. You know what? I had a dream on a fighter plane. Karl said.
"What did you dream about?"
"The purple-clad nobles under the red apple trees, and the long night of endless darkness patchwork. I think you should know that I'm not from this empire, and of course, I don't remember that I belong to that country. Also, as you'd probably have guessed, my dark collaborators, and those nasty and filthy bugs, aren't actually my own magical powers. Karl replied.
"yes. Zhou Zhifeng smiled, his eyes had begun to be a little blurred, and everything in front of him seemed to have begun to blur.
"Ridiculous. I have also served the Dark King. Now he is the one who wants to stop him. Although I have never mentioned this secret to anyone, it has nothing to do with you. Disappear with confidence, the hatred brought by the dragons has already been completed for you by human warriors. And the infighting in the lost city, with the demise of this nation, has also disappeared, isn't it? But my road is still very long, boundless, and there is no end in sight. Carl said in disappointment.
And Zhou Zhifeng in front of him, with an intriguing smile, gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared in front of Carl's eyes.
Bang dang.
Since there was no carrier, his delicate dagger also fell to the ground.
Of course, the blood that flowed out just now was like the wind, dissipating without a trace.
"Hahahahaha
In his mind, the scene of the beginning of his encounter with Ye Mingyuan flashed again.
It's complex and ever-changing.
In front of his eyes, the marquee continued to show everything he had done to stop Long Qing.
Three years ago, when he first met Ye Mingyuan from the soldiers' pile, he discovered the unique demonic source power and spiritual force field in Ye Mingyuan's body. It was a familiar dark aura, though he didn't notice it.
Although they met again in a battle in the north, he, Ye Mingyuan and Ye Gu formed a friendship and became friends because of this.
It wasn't until the ridiculous deployment of the little emperor that he went to the west to see the rebellion of Ankeshan and the reunion with Ye Mingyuan.
"Ringu, you are also a dark demon source master, but in the end you don't know anything. Carl sighed, remembering what had happened to him in Tanihama City.
The scene that followed, he only skimmed it in his mind, but when he heard about Gu Lizhenlong's reappearance and Ye Mingyuan's transformation into a dragon, he was shocked like never before.
Although in front of the little emperor, he had wanted to do it countless times, at least he could die with him.
But he couldn't do it, stopping Long Qing was just to keep the balance from being broken, and the death of the little emperor was bound to become a stupid event that would break all the balance, and he could only wait quietly for Long Qing's final arrival.
Recalling this, Karl sighed, he seemed to have already given up the stupid compromise that flashed before the moment the fighter landed, and only by stopping Long Qing could he really prevent the full arrival of the darkness. The darkness is there waiting for the opportunity, if Long Qing is no longer there, it will break out in advance, then the only thing waiting for the darkness is a quick death.
"Dragon Realm Stone, by the way, Dragon Realm Stone. Carl seemed to have thought of something, desperately searching for the clearing where Zhou Zhifeng had disappeared.
Fortunately, as a dark demon source master, his vision in the dark is not too bad, although the dragon realm stone is just a dull ordinary thing without the influence of the demon source power, he still carries the dragon realm stone in his pocket.
"Yan Ling, you can sleep well. When the Dragon Realm Stone is destroyed along with the remaining power of the Dragons in the Lost City, I will meet the final outcome with you. Of course, dragons can't be reproduced, and darkness can't be reproduced either. Karl said firmly, opening the map of the Lost City hidden in his arms, and slightly determined the direction, stepping over the stone bridge built over the dark abyss, and running towards the palace at the heart without looking back.
He knew that it was not enough for the artificially created Dragon Realm Stone to be destroyed, only by drawing out the remaining bit of dragon power, and even the soul, in the Lost City and destroying them together, could the chance of the dragon clan reappear be completely blocked.