The bright moonlight wrapped in the 'fire of the sun' suddenly dissipated, and Vermeer's face turned pale in an instant.

She knows so much about 'Sunfire'.

And it was precisely because of this understanding that she understood that she was going to die this time!

For a moment, Vermeer began to regret her hesitation, and when the 'Sun Fire' appeared, she should have left decisively!

However, it is too late to say anything at this time!

Vermeer snapped her eyes shut, her body curling up.

She feared death, feared losing her life.

Therefore, in the face of death, she chose the most instinctive posture.

However, after a while, the burning sensation did not appear!

Even, there was not the slightest pain.

Vermeer cautiously opened her eyes, and when she saw everything in front of her, the tiny slits of her eyes began to open to the maximum.

The bright moonlight is gone, yes.

However, instead of scattering in all directions, the bursting 'sparks' gathered around Dean.

What made her even more incredulous was that those 'solar fires' didn't do any harm to Dean.

The golden flames tumbled endlessly, and even if they were far away, they could feel the scorching heat in them, but the person standing in the middle of the flames was calm and calm, and his expression was flat.

It seems that everything is as it should be.

And the bursting golden flames, in such a bland expression, showed a sense of surrender.

Such a picture stabbed Ms. Kraken like a sharp sword, reminding her of the inherited memories that had long been buried in her heart.

"W-How is this possible?"

The Siren Lady muttered under her breath. The whole person froze in place......

Because. In the memories of her inheritance. There is a similar picture.

A god was guarded by the 'fire of the sun' and walked to the throne, and the gods surrendered and all things bowed.

That deity is called the 'Sun'!

Real name: Mordis!

"More, Mordis crown ......"

The Kraken Lady stammered slightly.

The druid, who was also stunned, came back to his senses.

The druid, who was worried about his friend, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard the stammering cry of the Siren lady, "It's not Mordis, it's Dean...... Well, it's Dean! ”

However, the words were only halfway through, and the druids themselves were a little unsure.

After all. Who can command the 'fire of the sun' but the sun?

"How old is Lord Zelgaon now?"

Abruptly, Lady Kraken asked the question.

"Huh? It should be, it should be, less than twenty years old, or twenty years old, right? ”

The druids were a little unsure.

It's not that he doesn't know Dean's age, it's just that he has such strength at this age...... It's a little too incredible.

"Twenty years old? And so it was! ”

The Kraken Lady's eyes lit up.

"What's wrong?"

The druid looked at the Kraken Lady in bewilderment.

"Reincarnation!"

Lady Kraken said with a solemn face: "Your Excellency Zelgang must be the reincarnation of the 'Sun', otherwise, how could he become a god at the age of twenty?" How can you drive the 'fire of the sun'? Only the reincarnation of the 'sun' can explain it! Moreover, only the reincarnation of the 'sun' can explain the disappearance of the 'divine domain'! ”

"So ......"

The druid was stunned for a moment, and then. Thinking carefully, unconsciously. He thinks that Lady Kraken has a point.

Unlike him, he has the gift of the 'ancient spirit'.

Dean is stepping up to the next level.

Moreover, the other party's ascension speed had already surpassed that of any existence he knew, not even the ancient gods.

But if it is the reincarnation of the 'sun', there is the most plausible explanation.

And, the druid thought of the golden glow he had had in the abyss at the bottom of the sea.

He had been puzzled before, but at this time, he looked at those golden flames that were very familiar.

Immediately there was more speculation.

Immediately, the druid informed Lady Kraken of this suspicion, and the latter became even more convinced.

"Lord Zelgang is the reincarnation of the 'Sun'!"

The Siren Lady's eyes looked at Dean in the distance, and a light appeared that made her dare not look directly.

And the words of the two naturally fell on Dean's ears.

Regarding the speculation of the two, Dean was naturally ridiculous.

He knew very well that the reason why he was able to do this was entirely because of the flame mark on his left hand, the 'compensation' left to him by Mordis!

At first, Dean thought so.

But when the 'Spark of the Sun' appeared here, Dean knew what Moldis was up to.

It's protecting him!

But this kind of protection made Dean more and more puzzled.

He doesn't think the other party has a reason to protect him.

What's more, his opponent is the opponent's younger brother!

In any way, the other party should not help him.

But that's what happened.

This left Dean puzzled.

However, the golden flame mark on the back of Dean's left hand made a burst of excited sounds, and the many 'sun fires' in front of him were like a big meal, making it start to feast on it after being hungry for a long time.

"Brother, elder brother, ......"

From the golden flames, there was such a low shout.

"Huh?"

Dean was stunned and looked at where the voice came from.

In the golden flames, the former 'Sea God' was lying there, looking at him stupidly, his eyes dilated, and his lips closed one by one.

And with Dean's response, the former 'Sea God''s scattered eyes focused slightly, and the other party, who was completely confused, did not hear the question in Dean's words, he only heard an answer.

"You've finally come to see me!"

The corners of the former 'Sea Gods' mouth curled, and then, completely silent.

Call!

The golden flames swept through his body completely. No trace was left.

Everything happens in the light of light. Dean didn't understand what was going on until a moment.

His brow furrowed slightly.

For the predecessor 'Poseidon', he was treated as a Mordis. Dean was resistant.

Because, that's not him at all.

Moreover, he also seems to have fulfilled a long-cherished wish of the other party with this identity.

It's a very strange feeling.

Dean can be called ruthless when dealing with enemies, but that doesn't mean that Dean can do the same in normal times. He also has all kinds of feelings.

And all kinds of feelings will always change with the change of time and the change of environment.

It's like this moment!

"That's what you're for?"

Dean raised his left hand, looked at the golden flame mark on the back of his hand, and asked in a low voice.

Of course, there will be no answer.

There was no wisdom in that golden flame mark.

Even if it devours the 'fire of the sun' around it, it is just instinct.

And Dean couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he asked this.

He stood still, communicating with the flame marker, allowing it to devour faster.

For the 'fire of the sun'. Dean is naturally more than every.

After all, he had already experienced the benefits of the 'Sun Fire' for the transformation of the gods.

One minute!

The surrounding golden flames vanished. All are absorbed by the flame marker.

The Siren Lady and the Druid hurriedly ran over.

"I'm not the reincarnation of Moldis, I'm Dean. Willing. Zelgaon! ”

When he saw the two of them preparing to salute, Dean said straightforwardly.

"Of course, you're Dean. Willing. Zelgaon! Even if you find your lost memories, you're Deenken. Marsh. Ergan, no one, no god, no being can deny this! ”

Lady Kraken said.

The druids on the side also nodded again and again.

Looking at the way the two of them talked to themselves, Dean couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He knew it would be difficult to explain it in a short period of time.

I'm not going to explain it anymore.

"Let's go, go find the spring of eternal life!"

Dean said.

"Okay, please come with me!"

As she spoke, the Siren Lady should lead the way.

With the death of the predecessor 'Poseidon', the prohibition and magic of the entire palace lost all their effects, allowing the three of them to pass through the front hall, corridor, hall, and garden all the way to the bedroom of the former 'Poseidon'.

A palatial room.

Dean and Bronke, however, don't pay much attention to the decorations.

Their eyes were drawn to the sculpture on one side of the room.

It was a wooden sculpture of a large tree, sticking straight into the floor of the room.

"The fountain is under the sculpture!"

Lady Kraken said.

Dean immediately walked over, inspected the sculpture, and when there were no problems, he pulled the sculpture out of the ground with both hands.

The sculpture is not long, about six feet or so.

Four feet appear above the ground and two feet are buried in the ground.

Therefore, the whole process of unplugging is hassle-free.

However, when all the wooden sculptures were pulled out, no spring water came out.

Not even, there is a feeling of wetness.

It all looks so dry!

"Where's the spring?"

Dean asked Lady Kraken with a frown.

"One hundred and fifty years ago, I saw it with my own eyes, and there can be no mistake!"

The Siren Lady was watched by Dean and immediately rushed to her scalp tingling.

However, she immediately explained.

"Will it dry up?"

Then, Lady Kraken asked.

However, as soon as such words came out, she knew that she was reckless.

Because, not only Dean, but even the druid, who had always had a calm face, couldn't help frowning.

"Perhaps, the 'sea god' still has some treasures?"

The Kraken Lady immediately remedied.

At the same time, he did not forget to change his name for the former 'sea god' madman.

After all, she was standing in front of the other party's brother.

"I'm going to look for it, and if there is one, it should be in a treasure trove or something!"

Dean didn't refute Lady Siren's words, and immediately turned and walked towards a place in the bedroom.

Although it was the first time I came here, with Dean's perception, it was not too easy to find a treasure trove or something like that.

You must know that a treasure that can be called a treasure must exude an extraordinary aura from a treasure collected by a 'god', even if it is a previous 'god'.

To Dean, these scents are as conspicuous as the lights of the night.

"Okay!"

The druid nodded, but he didn't look up, his eyes completely absorbed by the wood carving.

PS First Update~ (To be continued.) )