Odelysses, Lord of Thunder and Fire, saw no emotion in his dark pupils, like the most tyrannical beast indulging its own bloodthirsty primal desires. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Roar!

A deafening roar pushed the sound into the distance.

Even in the middle of the forest, the roaring hurricane almost blew little Caesar off the branches.

Finally steady, he returned his anxious gaze to his village, a color called "fear" blurred in his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, the houses that were originally filled with smoke were affected by this roar, turning into one broken wall after another, leaving behind one pile after another of brick and tile ruins.

A delicate shadow immediately appeared in the mind of little Caesar.

He looked nervously around, but he could no longer see the red-tiled roof, and he could no longer see the figure who was bent down to water the flowers.

An inexplicable eagerness immediately took over his body.

He slid down the trees with his hands and feet, and swept through the bushes as the thorny vegetation cut through his clothes.

He only had the kind look of his mother in his eyes.

"Mom, don't let anything happen. ”

He kept telling himself that his mother would be fine, but he was running faster and faster, and the scenery was stretching and speeding by.

Apollonius forcibly stopped the trembling of his body, and he remembered the innocent face of little Caesar.

"Oh no, it looks like there's a human village around here. ”

Gritting his teeth, he quickly made his choice.

Apollonius turned back into the woods, and the blue flame of fighting spread. His figure flashed, dragging his long flaming tail, and galloping towards Odelysses, who shrouded the land.

Caesar couldn't believe what was happening before him.

When the once thriving collapsed, everything was wrapped in black flames, crushed into curling clouds of smoke and dust that swirled into the sky.

There are broken bricks everywhere, and the home no longer exists today.

Wails rang out everywhere.

Little Caesar's vision was already a little distorted, and the sudden disaster made everything in front of him unreal. He froze in place for a long time, watching the people who fell to the ground, watching them spill the blood of the earth, watching them struggle to crawl to the little bit of life that was out of reach.

Even more tragic was the dancing black flames. From it came a terrible scream that pierced people's hearts, and they were people who had been ignited by the dragon's breath!

Many of the fires gradually subsided, and they fell to the ground with a "snap", shattered to pieces, and fell into a pinch of scorched earth. The breath of life has long since disappeared without a trace.

At last, little Caesar reacted to the tragedy. Mother's voice came back to mind.

"Mom!"

He ran desperately.

This kind of running has appeared countless times every day, in the past little by little years. Every time he was playful, accompanied by the setting sun, he would run from this road to the red-tiled hut with apprehension. He ran with pleasure, for he knew that at the end of the road there would always be that figure waiting there, and he knew that no matter how far he left, no matter how much he wandered in the mountains, that figure would be waiting there at every time.

It was his harbor, his home, his home.

Little Caesar ran slower and slower, and gradually stopped. His hands hung limply at his sides.

The home he remembered, the red-tiled roof that had long been imprinted in his heart, everything was gone, and all that was left was a pile of rubble.

"Mom!"

He took another step, no longer hesitating, no longer timid, only determination remained in his eyes.

He came to the rubble and crouched down, trying with all his might to remove the rubble. The little white hands were on the still hot, white smoke of the bricks and rubble, and the little hands that were trembling a little with effort were burned red.

Moving away the trivial rubble little by little, his hands were already scorched. Little Caesar gritted his teeth, holding back the tears swirling in his eyes, still trying to find his mother.

Finally, there was movement in the rubble.

"Is it Caesar?"

Some tired, but still clear, soft voices came from it. A clear stream flowed into little Caesar's heart, and half of the pain immediately evaporated.

"Mom!"

He was obsessed with digging through the rubble, and moved forward little by little in the direction where the sound came from.

"Don't worry, Caesar, take your time. ”

I could hear the tiredness in my voice. What little Caesar didn't know was that this was the fatigue that only occurs in an extremely weak state. But even so, there was still a moon-like tenderness in his voice, which wrapped little Caesar and sent the temperature into his heart.

When the last of the wreckage was removed, long chestnut, somewhat messy hair appeared in little Caesar's eyes.

"Mom!"

He could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, like a flood that burst the embankment, flowing through his little black face.

He fell to his knees, hoping to get closer to his mother.

"It's great that you're okay. ”

The beautiful face bloomed with a sun-like smile, and even though it was covered with blood, it was still clear that this face had once been overwhelming.

"Mom, don't be afraid, I'll get you out right away. ”

Mother's voice gave little Caesar the greatest motivation, and the joy in his heart suddenly welled up. But when he stood up, reality made the well-out joy disappear in an instant.

On his mother's body was a huge piece of wood, the roof of the house, and it was covered with stone after stone, far larger than he could move as young as he could have moved.

Tears flowed endlessly, falling drop by drop on the dirt. Little Caesar fell to his knees feebly. He lowered his head and hid his eyes in the shadow formed by the black bangs, he did not want his mother to see his sadness.

Suddenly, a warm touch began to flow through his cheeks, sweeping away the coldness in his body.

His mother's hands were on his cheeks, and two slender hands gently cupped his face. His mother's eyes were filled with infinite tenderness, and she was looking into his eyes.

"What beautiful black eyes. ”

Mother muttered.

She smiled softly, as if the aura of death that permeated the air of death was not there at all.

"Caesar, this world is actually very big, go and see, see the beauty of this world. ”

His mother smiled, just as she had always had when she had embraced him into her arms.

Odelisis in the sky seems to have discovered Caesar's presence.

Roar!

Black flames descended from the sky and danced around Caesar.

The mother's smile is like a frozen oil painting, and all the time she has only his child in her eyes. Until the last moment, she wanted to bring a smile to her children, not all kinds of pain. She is a firm believer in the beauty of this world, and she wants to convey her faith to the hearts of her children.

Caesar watched as the beautiful silhouette faded into the writhing black flame, he could feel the temperature from the black flame, but his heart was colder than the ice and snow of the extreme south.

What he didn't know was that in the black flames, a layer of blue light was emerging around his body. This layer of blue light looks like a layer of flame with soft edges, struggling to resist the invasion of black flames. Even though the blue flame shook violently, it seemed that it would fall apart at any moment, but in the end, it still stood firm, quietly guarding this weak body.

Little Caesar was still kneeling in the black flames, and the world seemed to be moving away from him.

Odelisis found that the little ant on the ground was not extinguished in his own flames, and shook his wings, and tried to swoop down. And the target is the small figure kneeling on the ground.

"Drink!"

At this moment, an angry shout was heard from afar. The pale blue flames turned into a greatsword that fell from the sky, slashing straight at the black scales of Odelysses.

Roar!

Blood was spilling out, and a horrific wound appeared on his back. The edges of the wound were still wrapped around bits of flames, burning, spreading pain throughout the massive body.

The spilled dragon blood fell from the sky and sprinkled on little Caesar's body.

Blood stains obscured his otherwise delicate face, and his black hair and slightly tattered clothes were dyed a deep red.

Little Caesar only felt that his body suddenly became very hot, as if a flame was burning directly in his body, and this flame wanted to burn everything about him.

His face became hideous, and the blood marks on his face could not hide the pain in his eyes at all.

Odelisis in the sky did not linger after receiving the blow, flapped his wings without looking back, and disappeared into the distance across the sky.

The blue light flashed, and the flames dissipated, revealing the true face behind him, which was Apollonius, who arrived in time.

Apollonius looked up at Odelysses, who was far away, and his heart was full of doubts:

He seemed to have been injured a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have retreated so easily. Who could have injured Odelysses, the Lord of Thunder and Fire, to this extent?

Burying his doubts in his heart, Cangyan's fighting spirit wrapped his body again, Apollonius stepped into the black flame that was still burning step by step, picked up the child who was kneeling on the ground and was in pain, and walked out step by step.

Looking at the little Caesar with a hideous face, Apollonius was secretly frightened.

He didn't expect that his unintentional actions would actually protect this child, and the child was also blessed by misfortune and received the baptism of dragon blood. You must know that this is the blood of a god-level dragon king, under normal circumstances, the powerless little Caesar should have been corroded by this blood containing terrifying energy, but coincidentally, his sword saint-level fighting qi barrier perfectly filtered out the corrosiveness of the blood, and there was only endless essence left. This essence of the dragon's blood will completely transform the body of little Caesar, and he will even be able to obtain the power of Odelysses, the king of thunder and fire, which can be said to be extremely beneficial.

It's just that he also noticed that little Caesar's mental state was on the verge of collapse at this time.

The pain faded from Caesar Jr., but the cold that swept through his body remained.

He struggled to break free from Apollonius' arms, who gently placed him on the ground.

Little Caesar came to the long-lasting black flame in three or two steps, looking at the former home in the flames, and what appeared in front of him was still his mother's smile.

Apollonius quietly came to his side, looked around at the ruins that had long been extinct and let out a long sigh:

"You don't have a home anymore, but you're still alive, aren't you? You're still on all fours, aren't you? The world is going on as usual, the sun will still rise tomorrow, and you, do you choose to stay still or move into the future?"

Little Caesar did not react, and Apollonius sighed again. He knew in his heart that whoever lost everything he was once familiar with in an instant would not see the direction in the confusion, not to mention that he was just a child.

But when he looked back at the small figure on the side, he saw a pair of bright black eyes. The light in his eyes was not dusty, and he exuded a stubborn will, as if he was looking at the distant future.

Apollonius smiled and gently stroked the child's black hair.

Caesar, this world is actually very big, go and see, see the beauty of this world.