readx;? Illin has come back to life?

No, he's dead, ten years ago. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Ian didn't know if it was an illusion or the power of time and space, and his father stood in front of him, smiling at him. Ian lowered his head and looked at his left arm, oh, his left arm was gone, and the flesh and blood at the fracture were blurred.

He looked to the other side, and the metal box was shattered. The arrows were scattered all over the ground, and to make matters worse, the test tube containing the source of the dragon slayer broke, and the purple liquid leaked to the ground, corroding the withered trees and making a sizzling sound.

"I'm already like this, what are you talking about?"

Ian leaned on the trunk of the tree tiredly, looking at Eain's vague shadow: "It's good that you wait for me, I haven't been to hell yet, and I want you to lead the way." ”

Ealing still had a smile that annoyed Ian.

"You're obviously doing nothing, nothing. Ian gradually raised his voice, "It's better for you and your mother to leave, leaving me alone." You're not doing anything, because you're dead, why are you coming back, and you're going to stand up when I want to give up?"

"I've worked hard, can you see it? You can't see it, you're dead, and what I'm standing in front of me is just what I imagined!" Ian snarled, "You're just my imagination!

Why, why?

Why did I survive ten years ago? Why didn't you take me with you to die? You're fine, and when you leave, you leave me with such a mess! The Dragon Emperor, the Fire King, the Sea King, the Wind King, and the two Thunder Kings and Earth Kings who don't know where to sleep!

Why do I have to face everything?

"I'm not Perseus!" Ian yelled, "I'm not Al!I can't kill the king!What if I try hard?!Perseus hasn't hunted the dragon king, and El was killed by the dragon emperor, why do you put the burden on me?!"

No one responded, and Ilyin looked at him with that expression all the time, smiling. With a very insignificant smile and saying very insignificant words, in his eyes, is Nathan, the Wind King, as insignificant as a cockroach?

Ian lowered his head, and the corpse of the elven queen Siluv was still at his feet, and his eyes were closed and he looked very peaceful, as if he was asleep.

"No one is safe from death, and it has always been that way since ancient times. ”

Ian resounded the last thing Siluve had said to him, and he didn't understand what it meant. Looking at Siluf's messy hair, he slowly stretched out his right hand and straightened her hair. Siluph reminded him of the Messiah, who he couldn't go back to, and the Messiah would surely become like this in the near future, and then sleep in a crystal coffin.

"You are not reconciled. Ilyin spoke again.

"You know again? Ian didn't even look up, "You're so weird, who the hell are you, it's definitely not my father." ”

"What I am depends on you. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You know that, don't you?" said Illin slowly, "Everything I say to you is your inner thoughts, isn't it?"

Ian's hand trembled, "Elven Heart?"

"Nope. Ealing stared at Ian, "It's just you." ”

The wind is blowing.

This is not the wind of the Wind King, but the wind of spring. Winter is almost over, and if it weren't for Nathan's raid, maybe the snow would have melted away in a few days, and spring would have arrived, with spring rains. In fact, the spring rain is coming, it is washing the earth, and the dust that fills the wind slowly disperses.

The sky was getting brighter, and the setting sun shone through Ian's hazy body and on Ian's face.

"Understood?" Ilyin asked.

"Understood. Ian nodded.

"Good. ”

"Thank you. Ian whispered, "Father." ”

Ilyin smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared into the wind. Ian slowly grasped the hilt of the Guardian with his remaining right hand. He finally understood why Ilyin was here, and said these words. That's right, neither time nor space nor the heart of the elves can conjure up a real Yilin. Illin was able to speak because his thoughts came from Ian.

From the depths of Ian's heart.

Ian slowly got up and let the spring rain wash his body. In fact, this is not the spring rain, spring has not arrived, and Nathan's arrival has delayed spring. It's just snow, and when the snow falls on the hilt of the sword, it melts away, and it becomes rain. Ian held up the Guardian, and there was still blood stains on the blade of the Guardian, which was the blood of Dragon King Nathan.

Ian stuck out his tongue and licked the dragon's blood off the surface of the knife. The cold dragon blood entered his throat and turned into spirits, slashing through Ian like a knife, causing Ian's body to stir up. For ordinary people, dragon's blood is the deadliest poison.

And for Ian, who has the blood of the Dragon Emperor, it is the best tonic.

He leaned down again, put down the knife, picked up the broken test tube, and poured the remaining source of dragon slaying in the test tube evenly on the hilt. Ian took a deep breath, and the blood of the dragon king began to work in Ian's body, and the blood of the dragon emperor in Ian's body began to be awakened and began to boil.

He exhaled the deep breath and turned into a white practice in the air. He took a step forward, and where his feet had stood, he was rejuvenated, and the withered branches sprouted green shoots. As for the World Tree behind him, it had already begun to grow wildly, eventually breaking the restrictions of his back and spreading to his whole body.

"Whew. ”

[Iliad: Endless Life] is activated.

[Iliad Space] is activated.

Ilyin was right, he was blinded by what he saw. He lost a hand, the World Tree collapsed, and he thought he had lost. But no, he's not dead yet, that's enough, no matter what, deep down, he wants to kill Nathan.

He suddenly remembered a passage he had heard a long, long time ago:

"Whoever has the power of the Iliad should behead the dragon, drink the dragon's blood, and fight the dragon in the snowy land of the winter night. ”

The power of the Iliad, the dragon's blood, the winter night, the land of snow. If the prophecy is true, then the last step is missing.

Ian looked up, his crimson eyes like two blazing flames.

"Come on. Ian said softly.