December 25, 2015, 9 a.m., the end of the world.

In a hellish world, the line between fire and ice is clear. In the boundless sky, the endless clouds were quietly divided into two colors. Half red and bloody, half black and inky.

In the scorching magma, the ruined palaces were devastated, and their mountains and rows, as if they had suffered some devastating catastrophe, all collapsed in the fiery red lava. The hot magma churning underneath filled the pungent smell of gunpowder from time to time.

And on the ancient and wide platform, the hideous steel dragon was crawling silently at the moment. Flames rolled down from its body, and black chains reached out of the lava and firmly imprisoned its limbs, hanging into the lava until the flames engulfed the chains completely.

And the imprisoned dragon on the platform still maintained the last posture it made before dying. Struggling desperately, the dragon's head held high, and the chains were firmly nailed into its flesh and bones. The dragon's tail hung down into the magma, and the hard long tail had been burned into white bones by the flames many years ago, leaving only a skeleton.

This is a king who has been dead for hundreds of years, and at the end of his life, he poured out such a miracle with his blood.

Flames poured out of its body mixed with blood, and flowed into the lava beneath it as if it would never dry up. The silence was so empty that only red remained, and all the buildings were burned into nothingness at the moment the dragon died.

"Blacksmith, after many years...... We meet again. ”

Under the collapsed vermilion building, a black figure stood silently. Behind him, a huge fiery red chick that looked like a flame stood quietly.

In front of him is a pool of lava with flames, and behind it is a field of tens of thousands of collapsed houses.

In the boundless slurry pool, thousands of degrees of high temperature fire is constantly eroding the surroundings at this moment, and the black rock and soil slowly peel off from the cliff, and finally fall into the magma in despair, turning into a handful of black and red magma fire.

And the body of the dead dragon sits in this boundless pool of pulp. I don't know if it was a deliberate design, but the entire lava surrounded the dragon, like a huge lake, and imprisoned the dead king in it.

"Gollum! Grunt! "In the pulp spring with a height of more than 1,300 degrees Celsius, the huge body of Yan Nu is gradually falling asleep at this moment. Black-red magma swirled around it, and its massive body slowly sank into the pool.

Its mission has been accomplished, and the order of Dilnagar's return is to put it back to sleep. Its true owner has not fully woken up, and what it has to wait for may be several long decades.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, five kilometers away in the distant sky, a huge dragon skeleton cross suddenly rose into the sky, and the dazzling blue light illuminated the entire night, and the long glow of fire continued to shine in the sky.

"Gollum!" At the same time, the red-hot magma suddenly boiled, and hundreds of tons of magma springs were gushing towards the surrounding cliffs. The crimson heat wave was layered one after another, and finally a hole was made in the middle of the pool, and then the magma burst out on both sides.

"Bing Ji's fate has been accomplished. Yuanyu, your plan has been completed one step further. Under the light, the man looked up at the sky and exhaled a long breath of cold air, and the blue light shone on his face, which was pale.

"Poof! Poof! "It's as if something suddenly wakes up from under the lava, and the boiling magma begins to evaporate with a hazy layer of water vapor. The viscosity of this mafic magma is inherently small, and when it gathers together, it can flow freely like a liquid.

I've never heard of magma being evaporated! This phenomenon of anomalies is miraculously presented here.

The man turned his head and looked at the center of the pool, where the magma was being stripped away. A swirl opened on the liquid surface, and a bronze figure suddenly walked out of it.

It was a man covered in scars, burly with a dark bronzed skin. The man staggered out of the rock pool, his body stumbling because he had not yet adapted to the movement of walking.

He dragged himself up to the hard marble altar and walked past the black shadow like a burning flame.

"Zitong...... Zitong ...... "The man looked up nakedly at the dragon skeleton cross that emitted a dazzling blue light in the sky, his eyes were blank, and his mouth was confused and he was chanting the same name.

"Forcibly waking up from a deep slumber because of my sister's death, even if I lose my memory because of it...... Is it? Under the robe, the black man smiled softly, looked at the bronze man in front of him, and sighed, "It's really an admirable brother and sister relationship." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the flames that flowed like golden light began to slowly condense in his hand. After a few moments, he lightly lit the flame on the man's forehead, and then the red light dissipated, and the flame disappeared from the man's forehead and into his skull like a liquid.

And as the red light gradually dissipated, flame-like lines began to appear on the surface of the man's body, and then deeply imprinted in his flesh and bones.

"Giggles!"

After the lines appeared, the bronze man's whole body suddenly trembled, and his expression was painful, as if he was enduring some kind of torture.

At the same time, the sleeping Yannu in the rock pool also seemed to be affected by him, and the huge body suddenly tumbled up from the magma, and the magma continued to drip from its body, and when it saw the dragon still crawling on the platform, the huge body fell into sleep again, and was once again submerged in the magma.

The man glanced in the direction where Yannu was sinking, and then threw the blacksmith's body onto the chick. He jumped over the altar and grabbed the feathers of the chick and jumped on his back, and the chick bowed down and lifted him up from mid-air.

"His Royal Highness King Zhao, don't come unharmed. May I ask you that you have come here with your beast to take another prince of your race?"

Suddenly, on the fiery red ruins of lava, a handsome old man was standing alone along the cliff. In his hand, he carried a jet-black katana, with a simple scabbard and a sharp blade, and a red silk rope tied to the handle, and the blade was a shiny white body.

What is surprising is that this katana made of metal can be preserved unscathed at such a high temperature that can almost smelt all metal. The stalk shark is made of the carapace of an unknown animal, which is rough and has a subtle curly pattern. The heat wave blows through the blade of the knife, and the mirror-like beautiful blade oozes a layer of clear water, which flows through the blade, silently cleaning the knife surface.

Reinhardt. Leon! ”

On the huge chicks, the man in the red and black robe stopped when he heard the sound. He turned his head to look in the direction of the old man, frowning as if he had suddenly fallen into thought.

"Reinhardt Leon?" After a long time, the man finally found Leon's name from the depths of that distant memory. He reached out and motioned for the chick to stop, and raised his eyes to look at Leon calmly.

"Oh?" The old man smiled a little surprised, "I didn't expect His Royal Highness King Zhao to remember my name, this is really a contemptible three lives." ”

Leon stepped forward with a smile and bowed to the man gracefully and gracefully. He used one of the oldest bows in the ancient West, with his feet staggered and one hand behind his back.

In the West, this is a kind of noble etiquette for the inferior to the superior, and a kind of respect for the strong.

But the man didn't seem to like him, and his eyes were still covered by a bun. The red-black, crimson flame pattern ironed simple robe seems to have long since become the only "appearance" he has interacted with.

"I remember the last time I saw you, you were a child, but I didn't expect that after so many years, you have changed to what you are now." The man looked at Leon in front of him slightly, and spoke in a calm voice.

"yes, that was more than 200 years ago." The headmaster sighed with a smile and said, "You are the same now as you were then, not the same at all. Sometimes I always think that time is such a nasty eccentric, and I always like to favor time with some people. You told me back then that time is the most useless thing in the world. But now you look at ......" He spun around in front of the man with his open hand, as if to let the man see how he had changed over the past two hundred years. "Now I am an old man, and I have lived in this world for more than two hundred years. It may not be long before I have to disappear from this world and go to hell to spend time with my friends. ”

"That's sad, Reinhardt." The man looked at him with sympathetic eyes, as if mourning a friend who was about to die.

Leon couldn't tell whether he was genuinely sad or pretending to be sad, but he felt that perhaps his expression under his robe had never changed.

"No, no, No, His Royal Highness King Zhao, I think you misunderstood." The headmaster grinned, "I mean, time has allowed me to live two hundred years longer, but I'm not happy at all, not happy at all. All my friends have left me, and I'm tired of this life because it's kept me alone in this world for too long, and I hate it. ”

As he spoke, he stared at the man with cold eyes, his palm silently grasped the quaint hilt of the knife, his waist was straight, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, "So you should know that all the culprits responsible for all this tragedy will be my enemies, I hope ...... You won't be involved. ”

"Oh?" The man glanced at him indifferently and said coldly, "Are you threatening me?" Reinhardt. You have to think clearly, with your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold up the old stuff from your academy to come. ”

"Threats? No, no, no......" Leon shook his head with a smile and said, "With your strength, Your Royal Highness King Zhao, we don't dare to threaten you. I'm just relaying to you a suggestion that the old guys in the academy asked me to give you, hoping that they won't meet you on the battlefield by then. Saying that, he spread his hands a little helplessly, sighed and said, "After all, we all know your strength, Your Royal Highness King Zhao, and those old guys don't want to touch your moldy head easily." ”

"Do you not want to or don't dare?" The man grinned and sneered coldly, "No matter how you say it, they are all old guys who have lived for hundreds of years, but when it comes to doing things, they can't even compare to one of your juniors." I really don't know if they are going back the more they live, or if they are more and more embarrassed, and they don't even dare to stand in front of me and speak. ”

Listening to his words, Leon also shrugged helplessly. The man and the old guys in the academy had some intersections, although they didn't get along well. But in their eyes, Leon is indeed just a junior.

"Tell me your purpose, Reinhardt. You've come all the way from Atlantis, and I don't believe you're just here to talk to me about this. The man looked at him one last with scrutinizing eyes and said coldly.

"The purpose? What purpose can I have?" The Headmaster chuckled and spread his hands, not meeting his eyes, and whispered, "I'm just here to see those little guys in our house." There was an accident, so I came here in person. ”

As he spoke, he let out a long breath, as if he had a headache, and said, "Young people, they are inexperienced, they are not stable enough, and if they bump into each other, it is inevitable that someone will come to help them clean up the mess." ”

"But it's you, Your Highness King Zhao, who surprised me the most." The headmaster's words suddenly changed, and he looked at the man with a slight raised eyebrow and said, "You have come here thousands of miles away, and you did not hesitate to avoid the group of little guys in our academy, in order to take away another prince who is sleeping here?"

He stared coldly at the man, and without hesitation, he took a Cuban cigar from his jacket, lit it, bit it into his mouth, and then blew out a long puff of smoke.

"Everyone thinks the princes are asleep, but in fact you are awake all the time. The previous prophet, Omar Nestor, spread false prophecies to the world in order to keep the emerging human forces from being overwhelmed by the pressure. He foreshadowed that the monarchs of the beast race would all fall into a deep sleep in a hundred years, and that the figure of the beast species would gradually disappear from this world. Because only in this way will the deities who have been greatly injured after the Great War have the motivation to live. After all, there were too many human beings who died in that war. ”

"Tyrans Holy War?" The man frowned, as if that war had been a long time ago for him.

"The Black Domain has always been in charge of the prisoners, and this guy is the only one who is still awake among those guys two hundred years ago." Then he whispered, "But I don't know the situation of that battle, because I was not in the Black Domain at the time, and the prisoners never told me about it. ”

"Is that so?" The headmaster nodded thoughtfully, "In that case, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" His Royal Highness King Zhao. He asked, taking a drag on the burning cigar in his hand.

"Oh? What a problem. The man smiled and flicked his hands, and the huge chick lowered him down.

"First, why did the twenty-first monarch of the beast clan, the king of the sea and ice, Dilnaga, suddenly wake up after nearly a hundred years of sleep?" Leon asked as he took the half-lit cigar from his mouth, threw it on the ground and stomped it hard.

"Dilnagar...... You've always called Bing Ji Dilnaga, right?" The man reached out and rubbed his chin and said with interest.

"Wasn't his real name Dilnaga originally?" The headmaster nodded thoughtfully, "The ancient books describe her as the king of the sea with a beautiful face, and because it is written in Sanskrit, her name is defined as 'nagaraja', which means 'naga'. But 'nagaraja' also has the meaning of dragon king in Sanskrit, so later people also thought that her real name was 'Dil Naga'. The principal said.

"The last description of Dilnaga in history was more than 100 years ago, during the Meiji Restoration in Japan. At that time, she took the form of Takasugi Shinsaku, the eldest son of the Takasugi family, and led the rebel army of the Shogunate to overthrow the rule of the shogunate. Later, after supporting the young Meiji Emperor to succeed to the throne, he completely disappeared from history. There is not much history of her disappearance, but nearly a hundred years later, 48 years ago, her 'reborn egg' inexplicably appeared on the Miarcle. No one knows how she appeared, or why she appeared, but one thing is for sure...... Her appearance must be the result of someone manipulating behind the scenes. ”

"So...... Do you want to know who put Binghime's regenerated eggs on the Miarcle, and then hide behind the scenes to manipulate it all?" The man asked.

"Yes." The headmaster nodded solemnly.

"Your question is a good question, and your idea is good." The man raised his sleeve and lit a flame from the palm of his hand, then waved his hand, and the flame formed a crimson picture in front of him, which was constantly changing.

"But your speculation is a little off, who is really behind it...... It's not just what you think. He said.

The image floated slowly in front of him, and finally painted a clear picture.

"Whisper: Candlelight!"

(End of chapter)

ps: Yesterday was my birthday.,Originally, this chapter was supposed to be updated yesterday.,But because I'm busy with class.,So it's delayed until now (helpless).