When Frank emerges from the golden light, he finds himself in an unusually rudimentary, decorated toilet.

"The bar's toilet, it smells of alcohol, but no one has used it?" said Frank, frowning, as he walked out of the clean, somewhat unusual toilet.

Outside the house was a bar, and a group of people of different looks were drinking at the bar. They were communicating, but without words, and Frank felt the terrifying pressure of these people.

"Isn't there a legend?" Frank's body couldn't help but shake slightly, this was not fear but sincere excitement, at least the world is not so boring. Judging from the early warning that his tyrant transformation was almost explosive, his current self is not the opponent of these monsters at all.

And as Frank entered, everyone looked back at him at the same time, they should have sensed the fluctuations in time and space.

"A daring boy, who dares to travel in space in front of this race. A human in a mage's robe said.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll pay attention next time, but I was invited. Frank said politely, he wanted to pull his coat out of his space but unexpectedly found that he couldn't open his personal space.

"If you don't mind, you can wear this dress of mine. A handsome elf said that his gender was difficult to determine by his face, and that he was actually much prettier than all the women Frank knew, but that he was undoubtedly biologically male.

"If you don't wear formal clothes, you will look frivolous and not fit to meet people. The elf said.

"Thanks, but I think I have a solution. Frank said, then reached for the white cloth on the table by the bar, and the next moment a white coat appeared in Frank's hand.

Frank carefully put on his white coat and tidied up in the mirror.

"You look great right now!" Mirror commented.

"Thank you for the compliment. Frank thanks, as for the mirror that speaks, his coffee machine also drinks milk.

"The coat suits you perfectly. The elf just now said, "Although there is not too much decoration, it looks very suitable for you." ”

"Missing some decoration kid though, it's not you. A rough dwarf said, "Take this, you don't fit in this way, don't trust those elves." You're so much more handsome than they are!"

Frank took the glass from the dwarf's hand, and the inside was a bright blood-red wine. But it was a hundred times stronger than the wine he knew, and much redder, like real blood.

Dwarves, elves, and orcs over there, as well as creatures that look like people but have completely different breaths on their bodies, should belong to the monster avatar.

They are all species that have disappeared in the dark and turbulent years of the continent.

However, it is a good gift.

Frank tilted his head and poured a large glass, or rather a small barrel of red wine, which was much too large and dripped down the corners of his mouth onto his clothes and stained his coat red.

Frank placed his glass on the bar counter, his entire shirt mottled with blood. Frank's face was also stained with blood.

"That's right, boy!" the dwarf slapped the table and laughed, "That's you, the one just now can't be you!"

"Like a madman. The elf frowned and said, "Beauty comes from reason and grace. ”

"No, Mr. Elf. Frank looked in the mirror and said, "Beauty comes from knowing, and I don't need beauty, beauty belongs to you." ”

"Exactly, young sir," said the mirror, "you look wonderful, young sir!"

Frank said to a few people in the room, "Then everyone, I'll go up first, I hope I can see you live." ”

Several people in the room frowned at the same time, but no one answered, and everyone sat quietly together.

Frank walked up the escalator to the second floor, where there was only one room, the door was hidden, and inside was a girl in pajamas with black-rimmed eyes writing something at the table.

Frank knocked on the door and walked straight inside.

"Wow, Mr. Tyrant, you're here?" the girl looked surprised when she saw Frank walk in.

"Miss Daybreaker, you should have called me. Frank said, "Moreover, you gave me the name Tyrant." ”

"Not really. The Daybreaker said, "But now that you're here, those things don't matter." ”

"What if I can't afford the name Tyrant?" asked Frank, "Will I have another name?"

The Daybreaker replied, "If that's all you know about temporal causality, you're going to disappoint me. The rules of cause and effect in the world always tend to be uniform results. Even if you change your name in the prophecy now, the law of cause and effect will still correct the outcome. ”

"Is this what fate is called?"

"No, it's cause and effect, the rule is that the present can change the future, but the past can't change the present. The Daybreaker replied, "There is no such thing as a rule of fate, only a rule of luck. ”

"But do you get a glimpse of my future, if not fate, time?" asked Frank.

"It's good that you still have a bit of a head, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to proceed. The Daybreaker replied, "It is indeed time, and my true spirit is the Time Dragon, so I saw you." ”

"Time Dragon?, True Spirit?" asked Frank curiously.

The Dawnbreaker waved his hand and said, "You don't need to understand the meaning of the Time Dragon, the purpose of letting you come here this time is very simple. You need to understand the meaning of the true spirit, because at that time you will not be able to get information about the true spirit. ”

"I want to hear about it. Frank said.

Behind the Dawnbreaker, the shadow of a giant dragon emerged, its wings shaped like hourglasses, its horns arranged symmetrically on either side of its head, and the dragon's back spurs resembling pointers.

"This is my true spirit, Time Dragon. The Daybreaker said.

"The true spirit is the unity of all the powers of a person, which encompasses the soul, the body, and cognition (magic). The Daybreaker said, "And you need to find a base point for fusion, whether to fuse the soul with the two to form a true spirit, or to form a true spirit based on the body, or to form a true spirit with magic." ”

"The image of the true spirit is only related to your own understanding of your own image, and all images can be real or imaginary. The Daybreaker explained as quickly as he could.

Frank interrupted, "But what does this have to do with me, why did you suddenly pull me over and teach me this?"

"There's no reason for that. The Daybreaker said, "I saw that I taught you this in the long river of time and space, so I will teach you this." ”

"And what about the prophecies?" asked Frank, "didn't you say that I would destroy the world or something, and it didn't matter if I was so strengthened?"

"Who said you would destroy the world? I made it clear that you would only bring death, despair, killing, and madness. But none of them are aiming at the world, and I think I was right. The Daybreaker said, "Speaking of which, I haven't had time to finish it all. ”

As he spoke, the Dawnbreaker lifted the table and pulled one out of a pile of parchment that had padded the legs under the table.

"Well, now I know where those traces came from. Frank thought speechlessly.

"What am I writing?" thought the Dawnbreaker, "I almost forgot that whatever I wrote would be the answer." ”

Be careful, be careful, all the lads with pointed hats.

The men of the dynasty put the earth in heaven,

blocked the way of the heavenly people, and they themselves were buried.

The wizards spilled the ink,

The earth was blackened, and wild beasts took the place of graceful giant trees.

But it's all just a trifle, be careful, the real tyrant is coming.

Lazy sat on his left leg, holding an ugly doll stitched up;

Gluttony lives in his family's fish tank, chewing stars in his mouth;

The greedy wild dog lay at his feet, and the throne was tattered by his bite;

The inhabitants of heaven are afraid of tyrants, and they send armies but they bring pride;

The friends of the underground pleased the tyrant and offered their lusts;

The knight in armor knelt down and became hypocritical jealousy;

The clown in a trench coat ignited anger and turned into anger.

Beware of the tyrant, my lads, when he comes it will be the end of this world.

He came from darkness and sang the praises of death and despair;

He came from the sea of blood to praise killing and madness.

"That's it, just give it to the old guy and let him take it back to the Wizard's Tower to collect. The Dawnbreaker said, picking up the parchment in his hand.

"Oh, I almost forgot. The Dawnbreaker was surprised and said, "You haven't burned your funny little things yet." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, my magic circuit is a simulation of your magic. But now, I can't seem to do that. Frank said, looking curiously at the parchment in front of him, which was something less than what he saw.

"Don't mind. The Daybreaker said, "Everything you need can be found here." ”

"What's in there?" asked Frank, looking around the bookcases on the four walls of the room.

The Dawnbreaker replied cheerfully, "All my knowledge, including the magic and languages I have collected from countless travels, I suggest you start with the universal runi." However, this knowledge is not enough to send you to the legend, you are still a certain distance from the legend, and the principle of leveling up must be found out by yourself. ”

"I'll give you the passage of time to stand still here, and when you're done, let me send you back, or you can come on your own. I put the coordinates of time travel in my notebook. The Daybreaker said.

"You haven't told me what the true spirit does. Frank shouted.

"The true spirit is you, forever you, only you, the only you!" the Dawnbreaker's voice came from outside the door, and then Frank felt a strange force sweep through his body.

"I forgot to ask her how the elves and the others disappeared. Frank thought with remorse.