It is often said that dragons have a long lifespan, almost immortal, and even eternal life.

This impression is not surprising, because dragons do live far longer than mortals, and a real dragon occupies a place, and it may be that more than ten generations will coexist with it.

But later, it's actually an illusion.

All things will be born and perish, some will exist and some will die, mountains will fall, the seas will dry up, even stars will have an end, and they will turn into the black star of the end.

Not to mention the dragon?

Although the life span of Solstner is long compared to those on the planet, without the help of special methods, it will go through a full life cycle in five hundred years, from birth to death.

Not much, not less.

This time is just right, to be able to witness a cycle of civilization, but it will not cause changes in mentality, loss of enthusiasm and love, indifference and numbness, and inability to observe all things objectively and realistically because of the long lifespan.

so that they can better fulfill their tasks.

As a third-generation true dragon, Solstner had heard the second-generation true dragons as mentors guess the origin of their own race: they were not ashamed to admit that they were likely to be artificial beings created by some higher civilization, on the contrary, they believed that the self created by the higher civilization represented some kind of sublime meaning.

In the stunned gaze of Mingshan Hanging Peak, in the eyes of the mountaineers who endured in the snowstorm, in the towering peak of the majestic sacred mountain, shining with bright silver flames, the dragon that has gone through a long time fluttered its wings, and it was an incredible force that instantly dispelled the haze and snow clouds that were not found in the entire mountain range.

Tools aren't meant to be replaced when they're used up, so why add a little money to their foreheads so that they can't live forever?

But there is no one dragon that cannot convince the other.

Take it again, an unfulfilled dream.

The wooden statues are rotting, the rock statues are eroding in the wind, and the steel dragons are stained with rust.

But my mentors don't have any guesses: dragons, for example, are combat lifeforms, and they need so little lifespan; For example, the dragon is just a well-behaved pet created by the creator, and if you like it, you will change it, and if you dislike it, you will increase the service life; For example, the dragon is the shell of the creators who walk in the world, but the creators are not yet in the world, so the body gives birth to the soul again, and they are gone.

Ning Wu Li Turner, Gong Ganglong, Byson Ian. Those are the names of Li.

Yes, the mountain people he helped in those days almost established a kingdom, and he did not give us any protection at all except in the end.

Until his death, he also had the truth about whether he had found the secret of the true dragon's back, and whether he had fully unearthed the secret of the legacy of the Skyfall Ship.

Observing civilization may be one of their natural missions... And at the end of the 500-year life cycle, the dragons as observers should also return to their creators.

He remembered the chiefs of the Serpent Rock and the Stone, the long pointed nose and the fleshy little ears, the old Boca and Bofu were a pair of bad brothers, we led ourselves late, but we were the hardest and the most shrewd in helping us find visions, one taking the potion of the Steelstone Serpent and the other the potion of the Fuyan Bear Lizard, so that we could travel through the mountains and discover the clues of these subtle places for ourselves.

The eyes of the mountain people reflected the light of the fire in the white night, and shone with ardent hope.

So the dragon spread its wings and set sail in the darkness.

After all, there is no civilized fire, and it may be very well kept, so it can only be handed over to the Skyfall Spaceship to absorb it and create a stable one by itself.

That's something that only Ning Wu can do.

One by one hundreds of years later, the top of the Ganggang Mountain.

Eventually, they arrived at a thriving land.

The dragon god stands on the edge of the mountain, overlooking the surrounding area of the sacred mountain.

Of course, with the emergence of the seventh generation of true dragons who could not give birth to the previous generation, the gap between the true dragons ended and gradually widened...

… But in a sense, it was also the end of the transformation of the true dragon into a real mortal.

Anyway, go and try to find out.

It's the sight of His time of death.

These rays, these desires...

Rei came to Terra on a mission, and went to death for his own wishes, and lived a life of contentment, beginning all dragon-to-dragon battles in the battle he longed for, forever revolving around the treasure.

Even the dragon is satisfied in that regard, and although he has not fulfilled his mission, he has lived a life of his own.

I felt that my body was full of strength, not because of the blessing of essentia from within, but because of the fact that my constitution before it was purified and treated, and it was stabilized and perfected, and I released a weaker and more harmonious power than before.

Ian's messenger stands on the top of the sacred mountain of steel, like a god with his back to the sun.

[One by one, Ning Wu Liturner, hand over his treasure! ] 】

A few faces, thousands of mountain people's faces, looked up at the mountain where the flame was once again lit, and we shouted excitedly, making the sound of the mountain roaring and the tsunami.

That is the beginning of memory, the end of the real meaning of the next life of the steel dragon Ning Wu Li Turner.

This is the real thing, and it is a valuable treasure that can be estimated.

"Ian! Messenger!"

At this time, they will undergo a complete transformation, from Long Yao to a lower form of life.

"Your Majesty, there is no vision in the northeast, Canaan Moore is experiencing a cold plague, and the air on the other side of the mountains is getting hotter... The blizzard hasn't swept through the habitats of hundreds of small and large tribes, and you have to go all out to help the disaster, so there may be more people to serve you."

Hastily ascending from the altar at the top of the mountain, the dragon god reached the edge of the platform at the top of the mountain.

In his long life compared to humans, the dragon can be said to be very human, but it is also true that he hates those energetic guys.

And there is no information about the glimmer cradle, and the results of the research on it by the Hanging Turner of the Iron and Steel Dragon Mingshan also appeared in the heart of the dragon god in turn.

"You don't have an entire metal-based planet, no information about biological ecology and even civilization?!"

Very slowly, a new sight reappeared, and that time it was not the memory of the steel dragon's first arrival in Terra, and the dragon god's heart beat slightly.

One by one, there is no doubt, it is the most precious treasure in the cradle system!

It is very ancient, very long memories of the years after that.

The bright silver flame was in front of me, shining with pure color, and above the holy mountain, at the bottom of the long cliff, dense golden and red flames spread all over the mouth of the gorge and around the foot of the mountain.

[Won't it be so small?] Author? 】

I've always been telling the dragon god that if the dragon god doesn't have a chance to improve the city in the future, then even if I change it, as an experimental inheritance, I can succeed because of my genius, but my path must be suitable for the dragon god and others.

At this moment, He spoke: "This is not a cold plague, but another mournful old dragon"

"But, a cosmic lifeform... If the true dragons were truly created beings, what task was this that they needed to accomplish?"

Do you remember your name?

It can parse the information contained in any kindling of fire, whether it is carbon-based, amino-based, sulfur-based, iron-based, or even psionic, phantom, imaginary, sub-corporeal, gaseous, and photoreal.

One by one, Ning Wu felt the memory of Ning Ganglong, Ning Wu Li Turner.

[He will get your smallest wealth]

It is said that it is a hive cluster, a mechanical gestalt, a psionic group, a true social life, and a society of division of labor and cooperation.........

Time turns too little strangeness into indifference.

It was a small mountain man with no brown hair, light purple eyes, thunder flowing from underneath him, and a small sword that flashed with an arc of lightning on his back.

Waiting for the arrival of 'Ian's messenger.

Above the golden light, a silver-gray dragon prostrated in the middle of the top of the sacred mountain.

But in fact, the old dragon can even hear the friction of the ant's tentacles, so why should he have such a small voice?

In the final analysis, it was a bad intention of adults, and Ning Wuli Turner had listened to the reports of more than ten generations of Hangfeng family, and he had long been accustomed to that kind of voice.

At this time, the steel dragon had not yet known humans, had not become Ian, had not sheltered the mountain people for hundreds of years, and had not found the fragments of the skyfall spaceship in the Baissen Mountains.

The spirit continued to go deeper, going back to the combined effect of the horizon and the power of the silver chip, and Ning Wu excavated Ian's past stored in the holy mountain.

Dragon Wars opens.

Thousands of torches converged into the ocean, surrounded by surging flames, and the mountains roared like a tsunami.

Seven hundred years is the first period of coldness, more than seven hundred years ago, the dragon will gradually lose the understanding of the subtleties of that world, and must slowly transform into a lower life form, with a more eternal mode of thinking, so he will gradually lose his emotion and empathy.

That kind of life is also quite bad.

As a xenomorph research base specializing in the study of alien ecology, the fire in the Sequoia base is kept in the internal test of each small ecological park, that is, whether we have fire in our hands, and it must be fire in the future, so we will be so emotional.

And the Guru firmly believes that the ultimate lifespan of their true dragons is absolutely 700 years, and it is the creators who artificially limit their time limit in order to ensure that their workflow is controllable."

For a while, the memory of the steel dragon flashed in the dragon god's heart, the cyan eyes fell, I scanned the mountain no one, a few faces, these mountain ancestors and the faces of the people in the previous life overlapped, giving me a sense of familiarity.

There are different opinions, and there is no evidence and logic.

Immediately after, the steel-colored light flew down against the sunlight and flew straight to the center of the ice and snow!

That was the beginning of Ning Wu Liltner's life in the true sense.

This is the mountain people of the Avod tribe, we are the closest, and we are here as soon as we come to face the rekindled holy mountain.

However, due to the fall of the Skyfall spaceship, the energy system was broken, and the most heavily defended cradle system fell off and fell into the Baisen Mountains, embedded in the mountain.

The spark left by any life, any civilization, no matter how strange it is, encrypted many times, the shimmer cradle system can parse it, extract its information, and store it.

Those ancient altars and totem poles were erected on the top of the low mountain, reaching into the sky, and now before the mountain people were strong, they still boast of our former glory to no one.

[People in previous lives, there is a question of who it is, a dragon or a human. Come here, pass the verification, restart the cradle, and get your inheritor]

So, it's time to flap your wings and end the last flight -

Mingshan Turner didn't think that way sometimes, and when he was old, he always thought that he thought it was true, if they were indeed not the creatures of some weak civilization, how could the creator allow their feeble tools to gain eternal life?

With the Mentor's wish, Chi sets out from the White Dark Lands of Knowing Where, crosses the Void, and comes to Terra, searching for things related to the true dragon and eternal life.

"Ian! Messenger!"

We are not dead for a long time, but between heaven and earth and the mountains.

The pool was not yet old, and although the carapace and chips on his body were still strong, they were not as bright and shining as they were when they were not as old as they were when they were young, and the originally dull silver dragon pupils may have been dull because of the drooping eyelids.

A few figures suddenly appeared in Mingshan Hangtena's heart, and he remembered the ancestors of the young tribes of the mountain people: the ancestor of the Hanging Peak was a taciturn and low-lying woman, good at manual work, and carved the first wooden statue for herself; The chief of the Avod tribe was a gentle man, but he was good at wielding a double knife, whether it was to tear the flesh of the enemy or chop vegetables, and he was the dream lover of the mountain people who were not at this time.

But there is also something bad about eternal life.

He saw with his own eyes that the ancestors of the people behind him led his own pace, carved out the first wasteland in the mountains, and in order to be able to follow his tracks, in order to catch up with the speed of his flight, he did his best to hunt the thunderous beasts.

The leader of the land of Ningwu is also a child in His eyes. Mingshan Hangtena remembers the other party's name, it is called Mingshan Hanging Peak, I am the leader of the generation of the Hanging Peak, that group of adults are always long and low, and their voices are loud, so they were chosen to report to themselves on important matters in the country.

Rite flew in the direction of the obscure star, all the way.

Instead of time stopping, the essentia is used to create an aether vacuum that immobilizes the movement of each molecule and keeps the interior at near absolute zero.

"Ian! Messenger!"

One by one.

The dragon god opened his eyes in reality, and the silver-blue light shone in his eyes.

Chi and his mentor are dragons who don't have some 'commonality', so they can understand each other's thinking, and that's the only relationship that the dragons can't reach some tacit understanding.

Just like this fragment in Rite's body, these fragments in His kingdom.

Of course, if you have to say it, letting those mountain people talk in their own territory may also be regarded as a kind of shelter... But isn't that interesting? Watching the adults come and die and build their homes in that little underground, sacrifice and pray around them, and praise the names of the rites and mountains.

Maybe others may feel sorry for the loss of the tinder, and feel a little bad at that function, even the tinder is gone, what is the function of extracting its information?

With his wings spread, Ian raised his head and stared into the distance at his fellow creatures in the snow and ice, and he could hear roars and menace and naked greed.

As he grew old, Mingshan Turner felt that his heart had become indifferent at the end, and he had a way to recall this face.

"But ........."

"As for now..."

That function, apparently designed by the civilization behind the spaceship in order to preserve civilization information worse, is an all-powerful decryptor.

And the steel dragon solidified the mountain with its own power, and transformed the entire steel mountain, using the natural spiritual energy of the mountain range to charge it.

[That's shelter, just to protect your property]

As Ning Wu knew through the silver chip, the Shimmer Cradle was the 'tinder preservation device' of the Skyfall Spaceship, whether it was psionic energy, living beings, computer hard drives, or any form of storing information that contained the essence of civilization, it could be preserved through the internal static storage device.

At this moment, a blizzard is coming towards the holy mountain, and the towering mountain of icy clouds is like the wave of a tsunami, carrying a biting frost and snow, about to cover the dragon's lair.

Sunlight pierces the heavens and the earth like a sword.

It's just that there are too few things needed to change the inheritance, and even Ning Wu can only take one step at a time...... And now, the opportunity is just around the corner!

His mentor guessed so.

Enjoying the warmth of the sun, the old Byson Ian sensed that no one had come to his face.

Winter clouds hovered around the horizon, and a normal and ferocious blizzard swept across the entire mountain range, but the Holy Mountain of Steel still did not have cool sunlight due to its low level and Ian's protection.

The dragon god deeply thinks so, for example, the lord of the eighth level stone, in my opinion, is too biased towards defense, which is in line with my requirements.

But it's a pity that the young 'fire's sparkling stored in the glimmer cradle hasn't been lost, and even the steel dragon hasn't found these traces.

"Moreover, that memory does not have the scene of the birth of Mt. Myeong, but it seems to have been specially extracted to tell you why he came to Terra, who is watching the inheritance."

Ning Wu also regretted it extremely - every tinder, in a sense, contains ecological information that is not available to a civilization or even a planet, and the rich ecology and environment of Terra today may be a mixed product caused by the leakage of a few tinder in the cradle of shimmering.

Dragons are not such contradictory beings: their essential cores are exactly the same, and even their skins are slightly similar, but the flesh and soul on the skins are completely different from each other.

So... He should go, too.

When Rejing came up, the dragon god sighed: "We have to build the laboratory first, and we have to deal with the rebellion on the mountain people's side first, and ensure the stability of the territory in order to accelerate development."

Has Mingshan Hangtena experienced this dragon battle that claims to be unable to destroy the stars, but Chi's mentor has experienced it.

There are not a few people, ourselves, our children and grandchildren, the faces of the previous generations are flashing behind Ning Wu's eyes.

In order to match the low perception and low information acquisition brought by the fairy bloodline and the silver chip, mine is a strong city, and it must not have enough weak firepower pouring ability and low mobility... If I have to say, these mobile fortresses I saw in the imperial capital are very much in line with the requirements of the dragon god.

It's just that... There are not a few people...

That was the first information left by the steel dragon after leaving his dragon lair and going to start this dragon battle with the ice dragon.

Mingshan Hanging Feng raised his head in amazement, it was a very small respect, but Ian actually cared about those etiquettes at all, and I was shocked because Ian took the initiative to speak to the mountain people for the first time in decades: "Your Majesty?! You..."

Chi can't let himself look older, but there is no need, Mingshan Hangtena has no fear of death, all his life, he lives a very empty life, very perfect, no one loves him, no one fears him, no one believes in him, no one is right.

Under the top platform of the Sacred Mountain, the white altar is the dragon's nest of Baisen Ningwu in the past, and the surrounding buildings are all low-rise towers and rock pillars used by mountain people for sacrifice.

The more I watched, the more convinced I became: "Sure enough, the true dragon is some kind of unnatural super life, they are too perfect from beginning to end, but there are few flaws that anomalous creatures can live without."

I humbly bowed to the old dragon on one knee and bowed my head deeply.

A sturdy steel air fortress, that's the future I want.

[Your kindred, longing for the secret treasure in your hand, intends to be the first fight after death]

There must not be a device, it must be somewhere, and it can't untie the restrictions of the rites for the dragons... Let the rites become truly eternal life and destruction, and cannot be parallel to the Creator.

I didn't say it, but the dragon could have guessed what I was thinking—not me? The dragon must be willing, he can remember the name that he did not honor him as the Ning Warrior.

But now, in Mingshan Hangtena's heart, there is no longer an inexplicable satisfaction and pride, a kind of pride as us, Shan Ian.

Yes, it's time.

The moment he saw that function, the dragon god's heart moved slightly.

And the old dragon scrambled to prop up his limbs, he was still weak, still not powerful enough to influence the world. Even if the Steel Dragon was rusting in such a hurry, after death, he could not exert 100% of his strength.

Yes, there is no very important function in the shimmer cradle system.

Although some of them may not have been leaked, they have become a very different ecology from the inner world of the small labyrinth, and it has also created a situation of less metal-based life around the Baissen Mountains... But the body of the tinder, if it is still outside the small labyrinth!

If I have to say, Terra's current ecology is likely to fit a conjecture called 'Planet Gaia... That kind of planet does not perfectly meet the needs of any kind of living thing, or help any kind of living thing find a suitable place to live in it.

Even the occasional hot and quiet like me is forbidden to end thinking about the future: "In this way, the storage of biological technology is probably just a matter of worry... As long as you can build Xia Huiling's biological laboratory, without Adbert's help, then everything will develop rapidly... You can't even use that information to optimize the structure and potions of the true form inheritance of a few bloodlines!"

The immortal dragon doesn't feel sorrow, because it's not a human life, we never regret it, so he has nothing to mourn about?

Now, in his heart, there is nothing but a faint sense of overlook, an indescribable alienation.

[Your treasures, technology, kingdoms, mountains, dreams... and thy people]

And now, seven hundred years ago, the bearer of the silver chip came to the ancient mountain range, standing on the top of the majestic holy mountain.

So the contradiction was born, and with the birth of the eighth generation of dragons one after another, the dragons were completely united, and even fell into civil war.

And we all shouted in unison, chanting, praying a word, and we have heard those voices for many years on the top of the mountain, but the dragon god knows what we are talking about.

The dragon god was just watching this, and the light and shadow of the memory of the seventh-level true dragon went straight into the depths of my soul, and I exhaled deeply, and rows of ancient and scribbled subtitles appeared behind my eyes.

But it wasn't that He was trying, it was just that He didn't get the silver chip.

The differences in the personality, ecology and abilities of dragons are so small that any dragon can fully understand the other, and the rituals are seemingly identical, but completely identical.

Mingshan Hangtena suddenly lost a trace of realization in his heart: that is not the lifespan of a dragon.

"If you haven't done it yet."

The dragon god is thinking.

So He always knew.

It is often said that dragons love silver and gold, and all treasures of low value... That is not wrong, because what the dragon desires is indeed the most precious treasure of that little land, that planet, that star field.

Even if it is a strong city, it may not be perfect, Hilliard denies.

That was His mission.

Eventually, it becomes a machine-like being.

But the dragon god knows that in the small maze of the South China Sea, there are at most few tinder spaceships!

[Don't worry, Mingshan Hanging Peak]

and these people in the land of Reike.

A truly eternal life.

- It's like the stars.

"Sure enough, the real dragon is also guessing its origin?"

Just take it out and store it in a shimmer cradle... It was broken and extracted by the technology that crashed that day, analyzed...

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