509 News of the Dragons (2)

Xiu watched as Ian baked his coat by the campfire, his face expressionless, not understanding what he was thinking. At this moment, they were under a mountain rock that could shelter from the rain, and the women and children who had been solved snuggled up to each other, and Ian skillfully lit several bonfires for them.

During this time, Xiu also told him the reason for all this.

The dragons are back.

Maybe the word "back" doesn't apply, the dragons have always been there, but they just live on the edge of the continent, fighting with hunters for hundreds of years. But this time was different, and Xiu hoped Ian would understand what she meant.

It's just that Ian never replied, and after listening to Xiu's words, he just nodded and told her that he already knew. Then he went about his business, lighting the bonfire, distributing the dry food to the shivering children, and baking his clothes on the bonfire.

Although Xiu was in a hurry, he endured it without asking too much. Originally, she was going to bring the news to the hall, but now she met Ian, who is the highest decision-maker in the hall today.

"Would you like some?" Ian handed Xiu a piece of white dough, looking at Xiu with a stunned expression, he added, "Clean." ”

Xiu finally couldn't help it: "You don't understand what I mean, I mean ......"

"The rain hasn't stopped. Ian interrupted Xiu.

Xiu was stunned: "What?"

"This rain has lasted for a long time, in fact, it should have been thought a long time ago, many disasters are preceded by signs, just like that year in Alder, the torrential rain lasted for three days and three nights. Ian looked at Xiu, "Now that this rain is longer than Alder's, does that mean that the coming disaster is even greater than that year?"

Xiu didn't know how to reply to Ian.

"If the rain keeps falling like this, many alchemy weapons will fail, and the giant crossbow on the gate of the imperial capital may also decay, even if it is covered with a rain cloth. Ian said slowly, "The hunters will not be able to move with difficulty, and the grain stored in the ground will become moldy. ”

Every time Ian said a word, Xiu's heart would sink a little. After he finished speaking, Xiu already felt as if something was blocking his chest, and it was difficult to breathe.

Giant crossbows defend the city, alchemy weapons assist, mobilize hunters to return to the imperial capital, store food and prepare for a protracted war. That's the decision the hall used to fight the apocalypse, but now, as Ian said, this long-lasting rainstorm is destroying everything.

"Na Ember, the Lord of Thunder, is still alive, I can feel it, I think it can feel me, but it has avoided me, proud as a dragon king, and it stands to reason that it will not avoid a small human, even if that human may have the ability to obliterate it. Ian continued, "The only explanation is that something ordered Na Ember to avoid me, the five dragon kings all have the ability to create natural disasters, and that thing hopes that Na Ember can continue this torrential rain untilβ€”"

Ian didn't finish his sentence, but Xiu could guess the second half.

Until the extinction of the human race!, or in other words, the complete defeat of the human race to the dragons. In this way, not only humans are preparing for war, but also the dragons are preparing for war, and this rainstorm is the first claw that the dragons have extended to the human race. What makes people feel powerless is that they can't do anything about it.

"Humans are no longer the humans of a thousand years ago, when we drank blood like wild beasts. But now we know how to arm ourselves and make ourselves stronger. And the dragons have not made progress in the millennium, maybe they don't need to progress, but they can feel that humans are no longer as easy to be crushed to death as they were a thousand years ago. Ian said softly, "So, in order for the dragons to win this war, it must first turn the human race back to the weakness it was a thousand years ago and crush our armament." ”

Xiu was almost out of breath, and Ian's words made her feel the strength of the dragon clan more and more. She took a deep breath, looked at Ian, and asked softly, "Is the [it] in your mouth the Dragon Emperor?"

Ian was silent. He held a stick of wood and stirred it in the campfire, and the sparks splashed out with a "crackling" sound, and when they landed, they turned to dust. The woman and the children had fallen asleep one after another, and there were still tears in the corners of their eyes, and Xiu turned to look at Zoya, and the poor little girl frowned tightly, as if she had seen something terrible in her dreams.

"The end has not yet come, but the hearts of the people are in turmoil. Xiu's voice was lowered very low, for fear of waking up these people who had managed to break free from their distress, "When I passed by their village, I saw that the village was in ruins, and the dragons attacked them. More than seventy percent of the people died, but the disaster was not over, and the robbers came at the time when the people were at their most vulnerable, killing the men of the village and taking the women and children with them. The little girl's name was Zoya, and she watched her parents being killed by a robber, and blood splattered on her face right in front of her eyes. ”

Ian's fingers holding the wooden stick trembled slightly.

......

"Shirley, take Ian away!"

"Ian, mommy loves you, mommy loves you. ”

......

Xiu looked at Ian, the latter's expression remained the same, but the eyes, the pupils that reflected the firelight, were so angry that they seemed to set the world on fire.

"It's the Dragon Emperor, right?" Xiu asked softly, "In the Messianic prophecy, the Dragon Emperor will lead the Dragon Clan to crush the imperial capital. ”

Ian spoke, but did not respond positively to Xiu's words: "It's been thirteen years. ”

Xiu understood what Ian meant.

Thirteen years ago, the disaster of the clouds. The Dragon Emperor destroyed almost everything, including Ian's parents. It was the epitome of the apocalypse, with the pollen of the thorns withering, the river dyed dark red, and the corpses piled up for crows and flies to eat for a day and a night.

The man in front of him stayed in that environment for a day and a night. It was hard for Xiu to imagine what it was like, but she knew that it wasn't for nothing that Ian was able to grow from a weak beggar to the strongest hunter in the hall in three years.

The words obsession and revenge seem simple. But only those who have experienced it can gain great strength from it and be able to get back on their feet in failure after failure.

"Thirteen years, I've been waiting for thirteen whole years. Ian spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "To you, this is a war between the Terrans and the Dragons, but in my opinion, it's just a war between me and it. Thirteen years ago I survived under the protection of the El, and now I will not run away. ”

Xiu looked into Ian's eyes, his eyes were like a sword, and that sword seemed to be dipped in blood as a painting.