The boy who returned from the iceberg returned to the gathering place.

He showed off his new partner to the crowd.

A goddess from the snowy mountains.

Unlike what he expected, there was no admiration and adoration in their eyes.

But...... Fear and suspicion.

Like a teenager...... It's an outlier.

The boy felt a little itchy in his neck, stretched out his hand and scratched it, and found that it seemed to have a ...... Black scales.

Then you will understand, the boy comforted himself.

In the time that followed, the seeds of revolt began to be sown.

And then one day.

The boy carried a large corpse and placed it in the center of the gathering place.

It was the corpse of the God of Foundry, and even with death, its ferocity cut through the air.

Just by facing it, it gives people the feeling that the face is burned.

"Is anyone willing to come out and absorb their power?" The teenager asked.

Peeps of power squeeze out of the crowd.

The boy shook his head.

The respectable walked out on crutches.

The boy didn't nod.

……

In the end, only two brothers were left who had just wandered here.

The elder brother looked at everyone vigilantly, guarding the younger brother, in this era of food scarcity, human character cannot be overestimated.

The young man slowly walked up to his brother, looked at the two brothers, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

He stretched out his hand, like the afterglow of the sun shining into the black world.

"Join me in changing all that!"

……

"What are you singing about?"

Lu Mingfei went home during the winter vacation and ran to the company to take a look at the current situation, but he heard the old Tang on the side humming an ancient melody and asked curiously.

"Ancient songs." Old Don picked up his trademark slump brow.

"Where did you learn it?"

"Hey, hey."

Old Tang smiled smugly at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei said funny: "Could it be that you wrote the song yourself?" ”

Old Tang was unhappy, put his elbow on the table, straightened up and said, "Why can't it be that I wrote it myself?" ”

"Okay, okay, you wrote it yourself," Lu Mingfei could only nod: "But how did you create this kind of music, can you share your experience?" ”

Old Tang hummed and chirped, feeling that Lu Mingfei was a little perfunctory, but he still said:

"I don't know when I can hear such a tune, it must be my genius musical cells composing music automatically."

Lu Mingfei kept thinking about that melody, and when he heard Old Tang's answer, he had a little problem, and asked, "Is there a next part?" ”

Old Tang said, "Of course there is." ”

Lu Mingfei turned the chair around: "Don't hum, just start singing, I don't dislike you." ”

"Heh, let the great musician Mr. Tang give you a private performance, and don't charge you an appearance fee, just forget it, and dislike it." Old Don pursed his lips, stood up and walked to the center of the room.

When the ancient ghosts sound, will the souls of the dead sing in unison, or will they praise the king's rebirth?

I have to say that Old Tang, who doesn't seem to have the slightest talent in music and art, is still very infectious when he sings ballads.

……

"Ming, I made it!" A bronze blacksmith said to the young man who came in.

However, time has passed, and the two brothers have grown up, and they have absorbed the authority of the casting god, and they are already the greatest blacksmiths in the world.

But the boy is still a teenager.

Most of the boy's body was covered with black, dense scales.

After listening to the blacksmith's story, the boy exclaimed:

"It's amazing that the authority of the gods has been broken by you two brothers!"

The blacksmith dragged his brother to one knee and presented a bronze plate as if he were offering the sword of judgment to the king.

Bronze stove fire, words and spirits see the king.

There are one hundred and eighteen different symbols on the bronze plates.

"Is it split into a maximum of one hundred and eighteen?"

The blacksmith patted his brother.

The younger brother seemed a little reserved, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "There is no single authority, it can be combined at will, and it can even be combined repeatedly. ”

In the end, the two brothers said in unison:

"O king, these one hundred and eighteen kinds are the whole world!

Give it a name! ”

This quaint and atmospheric ballad is interpreted by the voice that came out of the mouth of Old Tang.

Lingering sounds.

Lu Mingfei asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Old Tang knocked on his head and said regretfully: "Alas, my musical cell, it has struck, this is the punishment of too much genius, and God will be jealous of me." ”

After Lu Mingfei drove the stinky and beautiful old Tang out of the door, he felt that something was wrong, and pondered for a while.

He was instantly sober.

The "ancient song" sung by Lao Tang is in Longwen!?

……

Three Gorges Dam.

The huge project has been going on for several months, and countless human and material resources have been mobilized.

"It's almost finished." Luo Ji, who was wearing a military uniform, looked around with some shock.

"Yes, I originally expected it to take nine months at the earliest, but I didn't expect it to be cut in half." The man with the national character face also said in a deep voice.

Although Luo Ji's face was gray, his eyes were bright: "In order to repair the outer dam, they were busy day and night, and when they were tired, they fell asleep on the ground on the side, and when they woke up, they continued to join the construction of the dam." ”

Professor Mance Rundstedt was silent, having been deeply shaken by the more than four months he had been here.

For the first time, he felt that the power of mortals might ...... No worse than a half-breed.

"Professor," said Thelma, a Kassel graduate beside her, "is this the Golden Emperor City?" ”

"Yes, according to the Secret History of the Dragons, this is a city founded more than two thousand years ago, destroyed by a fire, then swallowed by a huge wave, and now buried under this dam." Professor Mance preached.

The man with the face of the Chinese character said, "Norton." ”

"Yes, the King of Bronze and Fire, the so-called Golden Emperor, in the ancient times of your country, in many dynasties before the Western Zhou Dynasty, gold referred to bronze."

"So, the Lord of Bronze and Fire has been sleeping with us for thousands of years?" Talking to himself.

Mance spread his hands and took off the cigar from the corner of his mouth: "I don't know, we want to find out what the dragons have done?" We have to figure out what dragons are and how they relate to humans.

It's useless to rely on conjecture alone, we can only decipher it if we catch a living dragon king.

Now's your chance. ”

Everyone looked at the giant mechanical device behind them that was nearly 100 meters long, this mechanical device was composed of only a mechanical arm and a maintenance device.

Its main function and purpose was to take the city directly under the water.

"In order to prevent accidents when taking it out, we have more than two sets of measures," says Roji, "and the most I hope for is a success." ”

"Bless us!" Mance took a hard drag on his cigar, tossed it into the trash can to the side, and turned to join the others in getting started.