The silence was shattered by the dragon's roar, which glided over a fortress before coming to rest on a high roof.

Another entrance and exit of the Winter Snow Mountain - Yehui Valley.

This fortress is actually even colder than it looks. The majesty of the dragon knights made the city even more lonely - the evil creatures of the north did not dare to approach, and the people of the south would not pass through such a place, even if they were also Digan.

In response to Atlantis' call, Zorn led a large army to help Carl take the northern fortress that had been invaded by aliens, but unexpectedly experienced the death of King Acklin. Back in Nightglow Valley, Zorn had locked himself in the castle for many days, after all, losing the king was like losing the flag, and even the strongest warrior in a hundred battles would feel lost.

There is a black tower almost as tall as a castle in the Valley of Nightglow, and it is inhabited by a powerful prophet of the Digan tribe. The lifespan of the Digan is long enough for the Lonellan people of this continent, and the prophet, even the Digan with an average lifespan of nearly four hundred years, does not know when he was born.

Inside the Black Tower, the Prophet was dressed in dark robes and stared at the crystal ball in front of him. The sound of the huge stone door moving didn't affect him.

"General Zorn. ”

The Prophet did not look back, and said hello blandly. He knew that Zorn's line must be full of confusion, so he naturally came here.

"Honorable Prophet Iseka, you must know what I am doing here. ”

Exhaustion was written all over Zorn's face, and the wrinkles on his face made him look even older. The sturdy and tall figure couldn't hide his loss at the moment.

"Eclin's Crown...... Fallen. Seeing that Iseka didn't care, Zorn added.

Iseka still didn't turn around, and the crystal ball gradually emitted a blue light, illuminating the face that was staring at it. Her silver hair fell neatly, and her dark blue eyes were as deep as a lake. That face is as three-dimensional as a knife engraving, compared to Zorn, Isica's appearance is full of prime.

"Life is just a joke, from the moment a living being is born, every breath is closer to death. ”

Isica's voice remained calm, even a little cold.

"However, King Acklin is gone, and the future of the Digans ......" Zorn seemed unaccustomed to Isica's attitude towards the matter.

"Your words don't match your age, Mr. Dragon Knight. The Akrin royal family has stood for thousands of years, and I admit that they are great and natural leaders. However, they cannot go against the laws of this world. ”

"You mean...... Karl deserves to be the new leader? No, Karl can't give the Dikan a future!"

"Now it seems that even Karl has walked in front of you, the dragon knight. What a joke. ”

There's a hint of contempt in Isica's words.

"Honorable Prophet, do you mean to approve of Karl leading the Dikans as regent?"

Zorn didn't fully understand what Iseka meant, but he understood this layer of understanding that he didn't agree with at all.

"Everything is always changing, nothing is necessarily possible, and nothing is necessarily impossible. If you don't agree with that, what do you think?" Iseka turned her head and glanced at the somewhat old man behind her.

"I'm ......" Zorn bowed his head, he hadn't thought about it, "I'm just a dragon knight, and it's my destiny to be loyal to King Acklin......"

Iseka turned around and almost looked down at the great dragon knight who was famous throughout the Primordial Realm, and said, "So, what is your destiny now?"

Zorn was speechless.

As for Karl, Zorn did not approve of it, as a dragon knight, how could he afford to be a so-called prince, even if he was now a regent, except for a great monarch and an all-powerful prophet.

Iseka stretched out his right arm and pointed to the crystal ball, gesturing, "Look." ”

Zorn's face was full of confusion, and he hesitated to take a step. The crystal ball is almost the equivalent of the Prophet's eyes, and Iseka has been in this dark tower for an unknown number of years since Zorn became a Dragon Knight stationed in Nightglow Valley. For more than 200 years, Iseka has never shown his crystal ball to anyone.

When Zorn's face was reflected on the crystal ball, the crystal ball bloomed with an intense light that almost completely enveloped him. Flames burned in the light, and a golden swordtail dragon leaped past. Then, on the other side of the flames, a figure in silver armor drew a long sword shining with a brilliant white light and walked slowly. The man had a serious complexion, his brows slightly furrowed, and his red hair stood out in the firelight......

"This ...... This is!?"

Zorn could barely believe his eyes.

"The flame of the Dragon Knight has never been extinguished. This young red-haired warrior is about to descend on this unfortunate land. ”

A smile appeared on Isica's face, and under the reflection of the crystal ball's light, it made Zon feel a little cold.

"Maybe he's stronger than you. ”

Isica's eyes were fixed on the man in the crystal ball, and there was even some excitement.

Zorn believed Isica's words a little, the golden swordtail dragon was indeed rare in the world.

There are currently four types of dragons known to the people of the Eastern Continent, and Zorn's mount is a red inverted tooth. It has several spikes on its tail and two large horns on its forehead. Another dragon knight, Barnett, was mounted on a green stegosaurus with a row of sharp ridges on its back. Once the dragon knights of House Acklin owned a black long-horned dragon and a silver iron-bellied dragon.

The reason why the dragon knight can become the strongest combat force in the entire Eastern Continent and even the entire Origin Realm is the existence of the dragon. An adult dragon can easily destroy even a main city.

Naturally, Zorn knew the legend about the golden swordtail dragon.

Stegosaurus was the most agile of several dragon species and flew at unimaginably fast speeds.

However, its most terrifying power is not here, its golden skin means that it has the ability to drive magic, and you must know how terrifying a dragon can bring to the dragon knight. On this continent, powerful magicians can intimidate one side, let alone a magic dragon.

He ...... Who is it?" said Zon, surprised.

"Maybe you can call him Eklin, or maybe ......," Iseka said mysteriously, covering a dark flannel cloth over the crystal ball, "no. ”

"King Acklin's heir, but I heard that the Akrin family has no descendants......" Zorn was surprised and delighted, "but what do you mean by saying he may not be?"

What an important thing for a warrior who believes in royal power, and he is still a dragon knight!Zorn doesn't care about being stronger than him, because in this world, a great king is far more important to a race.

"What do you think the children of the Dikans and the elves should be?

Iseka asked, looking for something on his old bookshelf. Judging from his tone, he didn't care about the answer to this question.

"You mean...... He's the child of His Majesty Thorton and that witch?"

Once again, however, Zon was lost in thought.

After all these things, the elves were simply the embodiment of demons to him, and as many Diqian people said, the presence of the elves threatened them all the time. On the other hand, only the Digans have ever been able to become dragon knights, and neither the fragile elves nor the weak Lonellan can harness the power of dragons. At this moment, the Prophet told him that the knight who commanded the golden swordtail dragon actually had elven blood!

"How is this possible......" Thorton shook his head and looked at Iseka eagerly, eager for something he wanted to hear.

Iseka took out an old black book, walked slowly to the window, and opened the heavy curtains, and outside the window, there was a vast expanse of snow.

"As I said, your words and deeds do not correspond to your age. You don't see the forest, but you see a tree. Iseka laughed, "And it's still a very small one. ”

In the face of Isica's ridicule, Thorton was not angry. He understood that the man in front of him could see farther than him, unthinkably farther.

"What shall I do, Venerable Prophet?"

"Waiting, that's the only thing you can do right now......"

Iseka unfolded the black book in her hand and threw it into the air. The yellowed and stale pages of the book are turned page by page, shining with ancient totemic patterns.

Iseka recited many ancient syllables, her hands raised above her head, and the totems shone brighter.

Boom la la la......

The churning of the pages became more and more intense, and finally formed one black gas after another in front of Isica's body, staggering and outlining the shape of a door.

"Lord Prophet......" Zorn called.

Iseka didn't reply, closed the black book, and stepped through the door without looking back. When his form disappeared completely into the door, the fallen door dissipated into nothingness.