The old black dragon, whose whole body has been highly mechanized, and the golden dragon with many magical runes on its body, suddenly rushed out of this battlefield one after another at the most fierce moment of this apocalyptic bloody battle, and rushed towards the southern coast of the Talrond continent, and their sudden action immediately caused the reaction of the "Deranged Dragon" that covered the sky and the sun.

In the sky, the thick and chaotic clouds suddenly tumbled violently, like a boiling hot soup, and lightning began to brew in the depths of the clouds; Beneath the clouds, a conglomerate of gods large enough to cover an entire city, made of countless chaotic limbs and amorphous matter, let out a thunderous roar, and around the massive body, even the light was visibly distorted—the "gods" created by the dragons themselves, the supreme lord of Talrond for millions of years, seemed to realize what the two dragons who had suddenly left the battlefield were trying to do, and even though they were irrational, he also showed anger that changed the color of the heavens and the earth.

The sky cracked, and a rift opened up across the sky above the continent of Talrond, and in the rift, countless pairs of eyes overlooked the already burning dragon kingdom with an icy gaze, and at the same time, thousands of tongues and thousands of throats roared in that rift, and the dragon of confusion climbed upside down on the edge of the rift, casting a crazy gaze in the direction of Hlagor and Andal—under the gaze of this "god", the edge of the continent began to crack inch by inch, the steel was melted, and the shield disappeared out of thin air, The powerful missile was consumed by the shadows before it could reach the gods, a devastating sight that was beyond even the comprehension of mortal reason.

However, Omega's revolt was imminent: legions of dragons rushed from afar, filling the gap that had been melted by the gods' gaze, and an even larger array of weapons was activated between the mountains in the distance, pouring all the remaining ammunition into the rift behind the dragon of confusion, and the weather controller that had been used to maintain ecological balance was activated again, and the forces of storm, thunder, rain and snow were mobilized against the sky that was gradually cracking......

Hageor and Andal rushed to the sea, the eyes of destruction looming behind them, and even though there were thousands of their compatriots and a large number of autonomous weapons desperately intercepting them, they still felt the shadow of death leave them for a moment—behind them, the continent was burning, the sea was boiling, the dark clouds were lightning and thunder, and several times, Hagere felt a burning pain in the scales of his tail, but he did not look back once.

The dragon clan waited 1.87 million years for this opportunity, and now it's all over.

The terrible flight lasted for an unknown amount of time, as Hlagor and Andal rushed out of the borders of Tallund, out of the coastal waters of the Dragon Nation, out of the frozen Arctic Ocean, countless glaciers crumbling behind them, countless scattered islands crumbling behind them, and the wrath of the gods crossed such a long distance without abating, and finally, a magnificent "giant curtain" appeared before their eyes.

Towering walls of clouds swirled slowly above the sea, seemingly slow, but every minute a deadly cyclone and storm brewed around the wall of clouds, and the hurricane swept up tens of thousands of tons of seawater, and the storm that swept in front of the legendary powerhouses made them retreat - they reached the edge of the eternal storm, reached the last frontier of the dragon kingdom and the human world.

Without the slightest hesitation, Hlagor and Andal rushed directly into the raging storm, and the "Wrath of the Gods" from Talrond also followed them and slammed into the cloud wall that penetrated the sky and the earth, but this time, for the first time, the wrath of the gods, which seemed to be able to destroy everything, did not easily split the obstacle in front of them - the constantly rotating thick cloud wall seemed to contain an incredible power, and this force began to confront the wrath of the gods, and the two fell into a stalemate for a while.

Inside the Eternal Storm, lightning and thunder roared, torrential rain poured down, and the fierce air currents carried cold winds and ice crystals that could kill the mighty monsters in an instant, but for Andal and Hragere, it was like a spring breeze.

Compared to the angry "gaze" from the gods outside, the environment in the Eternal Storm can be described as gentle.

The golden dragon and the black dragon circled twice in the storm, exchanged glances in the air, and then without hesitation, pressed down and swooped down towards the "base" of the deepest part of the storm.

Through the hurricane, through the torrential rain, through this eternal whirlpool, at this moment, Hageor had a slight hallucination—he seemed to have returned to 1.87 million years ago, to his first journey to this battlefield, he raised his eyes, as if he saw groups of dragons flying from the clouds, the golden glow on their slender and strong bodies, the sea as far as the eye could see, and the fighting spirits of the people were ready to fight on the huge ships made of steel and floating fortresses......

However, a bolt of lightning exploded at close range, tearing all the memories to shreds, and Hragore opened his eyes to see the chaotic and cold storm raging around him, and by his side was his old friend, who had aged to the point of being pale in scales, and his whole body was distorted by mechanical transformation.

Hagere opened his mouth, as if to say something, but in the next second, he felt himself penetrate an invisible "curtain" - after a slightly cold touch, all the sounds around him disappeared, and the whole world fell silent.

He entered the base of the Eternal Storm, into the deepest depths of this secret realm that had been locked down for one million million years.

In the dark blue space, everything is still stuck in the distant past time and space, the black and dreary sea water is frozen like ice, countless twisted and strange "god images" maintain the posture of attack at the edge of space, and the posture of the dragons is also frozen, becoming a part of the phantom in this static time and space, and in the center of it all, the deepest part of the entire static time and space, the elegant white "tower" made of metal still stands quietly on the sea.

The gesture of pointing straight to the sky is still deeply imprinted in the minds of Hragor and Andal today.

Andal and Hragor glided across the sea, flying in the direction of the tower, the space so quiet that the sound of their wings crossing the air was the only sound here, but soon something else reached the ears of the two dragons—a crunch of crystals cracking, but it was particularly noticeable in this quiet space.

Hagere subconsciously looked up, and he saw that small cracks were gradually spreading on the translucent "spherical shell" above the static space-time, and there were chaotic shadows outside the spherical shell that were slowly swirling, and an indescribable flow of light appeared in the thick ocean water.

Andal's voice came from the side, "He's attacking this space...... I thought it would last much longer. ”

Hagere's voice was very low: "One hundred and eight hundred thousand years ago, this place did not succeed in stopping Him, and one hundred and eight hundred thousand years later, it is still impossible - but it doesn't matter, everything has changed, and history will not repeat itself here." ”

As they spoke, they had already crossed the last metal ring around the "tower" and approached a platform in the upper part of the tower, where they descended to the height of the dragon's figure, and the dragon's figure began to change in mid-air, and almost in the blink of an eye, the huge dragon's body turned into a human form.

Hragor stood firmly on the edge of a half-moon platform, and beside him, Andal's figure descended—but the aged Speaker stumbled and nearly fell at the last step of the landing.

Hagere hurriedly reached out to support the other party, and the latter shook his head with a smile after standing firm: "I haven't flown in too many years...... It was okay to be controlled by Omega before, but now it is almost impossible to land smoothly. ”

Hlagor just patted the other man on the shoulder, and then he looked up and looked at the end of the platform.

A figure in a pale golden robe stood there, and as Hragor looked at it, the figure seemed to turn its head in this direction - but it was only an illusion, and in the next second, the figure dissipated silently into the air.

It was 1.87 million years ago when he was - only a phantom was left here.

Andal watched the scene silently, as if he wanted to speak, but at last all the words turned into a soft sigh, and he shook his head and walked forward, Hragor following close behind - they crossed the front of the platform, past the place where the dissipated figure had stood.

After a few minutes, they had already walked through the arc passage at the other end of the platform, and following the route they remembered, they finally reached the end of a staircase near the highest point of the "tower".

A huge gate stood silently in front of them, and next to the gate, stood a middle-aged man with short gray hair, a high nose, and a resolute face—it was the ruler of the Holy Dragon Duchy, Grand Duke Baloger Kernar.

"I didn't expect you to arrive," Hragere saw the other party, a smile on his face, "long time no see." ”

"Long time no see," said Baloger, his gaze moving between Hlagor and Andal, with a rare smile on his always overly serious face, "I thought you couldn't find this place anymore—when I saw you flying here, I wondered if I should turn on the lights here to guide you." ”

"Actually, I don't think I can find this place either......" Hagere closed his eyes slightly, a smile on his face, "but when I close my eyes, everything here is still so clear." ”

"That's the end of the time for emotion, we have to complete the last step," Andal's old and deep voice came from the side, interrupting Hragor and Baloger's "reincarence", "Baloger, have you checked?" ”

"As I wait for you, I have roughly checked the situation inside: the power of the Eternal Storm and the power of the gods have stood still, and the years have not destroyed our hard work—it is still in the same good condition as it was then, not even a trace of aging. I've just successfully activated the elevator to the depths and activated the deep energy group, which loosens the current plane a bit, and I think that's ready for departure. ”

Hagere looked into Baloger's eyes and couldn't help but say, "After all these years, you are still the best mechanic......

"Thank you for your compliment, Chief." Baloger said, stepping aside half a step and making an inviting gesture, "Come on—the three of us have been away from our posts for too long." ”

The ancient heavy gates opened silently, and in this still time and space, one million years of time and space did not erode the miracle that the dragons had once created with the power of their whole race—Andal and Hragore stepped through the gate, and the lights lit up one by one as they entered.

Baloger followed.

They walked through a short corridor, through a junction that was too large for a human body, and they arrived at a circular platform where a cylindrical elevator was waiting.

The lift's surface was flickering, and the glossy alloy casing was marked with simple and clear symbols for useful information—a very different style from the extravagant and decaying Tallund 1.87 million years later, which Hlegor hadn't seen in years.

The elevator silently descended and sent the three dragons in human form into the depths of the "tower" - they passed through the isolation walls and heavy gates in the elevator shaft, and the whole descent lasted a full half a minute before the elevator came to a stop in a wide, control room-like place.

After stepping out of the elevator, the lights in front of Hlagor brightened simultaneously, and he saw the wide hall, the hall was lined with pillars in the old dragon style, and there were many seats between the pillars, everything was as he remembered it was.

They quickly found their seats—the three seats were so obvious that they were located at the front end of the hall, and they were still as good as new after a long time.

A slight vibration came from outside, and the air seemed to be filled with a chilling aura of malice and madness, powerful beyond the imagination of mortals.

However, compared to the past million years, this aura has weakened countless times, even to the point that Hragor can resist it with willpower.

He knew that this "weakening" came at a great cost.

The three of them did not communicate, but silently walked forward, silently sitting in their chairs, Baloger began to operate the many buttons in front of him, Andal activated the system he was responsible for, and Hagere placed his hand on a crystal protrusion in front of his seat, delicately manipulating the many magical branches of the crystal—and so, an ancient creature gradually awoke from the dust.

In front of them, the large curved window brightened up and turned into a projection curtain showing the exterior scene, and in the clear image, the sky near the "tower" could be seen, the light that was constantly seeping in, and the phantom of the dragons standing still in the sky.

Andal's gaze couldn't help but fall on the dragon phantoms, his hand resting on a panel to the right of the seat, but before he could perform the operation, he couldn't help but whisper, "Do you want to take another look?" Once activated, they are no longer visible. ”

Hagere's gaze also fell on those visions of the past, and in those images he found many figures that he was once familiar with, his former friends, his former lovers, his former children...... The names of those who had died in the battle of disobedience 1,870,000 years ago flowed slowly through his heart, but he closed his eyes.

"Navigator Andal, I authorize you to activate the engine—free these phantoms, they already dwell in our hearts."

"Yes, Captain."

Andal took a deep breath and activated the last flow of the system.

The next moment, a low roar came from the body of this huge and ancient beast, and the vibration of the entire hall heralded the start of the "first voyage" that had been postponed for millions of years.

Hagere felt a gentle, but determined acceleration.

Outside, time and space, which had been stagnant for 1.87 million years, finally began to disintegrate, the sea began to surge, the ancient phantoms dissipated one by one, and the metal "tower" in the center of the vortex began to rise little by little—its complete body hidden in the deep sea gradually came to the surface, first the bow of the ship pointing like a sword into the sky, then the tower-like hull, then the auxiliary engine groups arranged in the middle of the hull, the bulging reactor array, the antenna and radar systems, and the massive main engine vents......

This is not a tower.

It's a spaceship.