Trample! Trample!

Ember stopped and stood in front of the man-tall stove, staring silently at the raging flames inside the furnace.

Just knock over the stove and the whole world will burn completely.

Russell was the first to discover it and built a city named after the 'Palace of Terra' to cover up the church's existence. He was undoubtedly aware of the existence here, but the Steam Church was not.

Ember wants to burn the world, and no one will stop him.

But that's not his purpose.

Ember slowly reached out towards the furnace, placing his palm into the flames that would burn an entire world.

The next moment, the raging flames in the furnace instantly 'boiled', like a dancing phoenix, frantically converging towards the palm of the embers. The flames in the entire furnace were rolled up, like a raging storm of flames, but the moment this storm appeared, it was absorbed by the invisible vortex, and it did not overflow in the slightest.

Syllable!

Ember withdrew his palm, and all that was burning was a tiny cluster of flames at the bottom of the furnace.

The Steam Church has a clear lack of understanding of the world of painting, and even has considerable misunderstandings.

They even used the world of painting as a specific place for the demigod promotion ceremony, which led to a significant decline in the 'vitality' of this world. And this ritual of plundering the vitality not only caused the desolation of the land and the drying up of the lake, but also accelerated the corruption of the world.

The flames in the furnace are already blazing, and it won't be long before they pour out, plunging the whole world into a sea of fire. Of course, burning is not necessarily a bad thing, because only the burning of the old world can bring hope for the birth of the new world.

But the Steam Church apparently does not have a painter, and once the world of paintings is burned, it means complete destruction. But Ember absorbed the power of the Tinder, which was almost overflowing, and returned the flame to its embryonic state, which can be regarded as a disguised continuation of the life of this world.

Of course, over time, the world will inevitably slip into corruption. If this situation cannot be reversed, destruction will be sooner or later. At most, the embers can only delay the arrival of destruction, and cannot stop it, sooner or later the flames will be ignited again!

And the reason why Ember wants to do this is, on the one hand, because he has the right to pay for the entrance fees to the Steam Church.

On the other hand, he himself needs the power of Tinder.

Ember looked behind the stove, at the end of the chapel.

In the middle of the alcove is a statue that resembles a person sitting cross-legged on the ground in a leather style. But if you look closely, you will find that the other party is not holding legs, but a thick snake tail, and even the 'face' under the cloak is a snake body covered with scales!

Unfortunately, there is no campfire under the alcove, and there is no way to get to the gathering place from here.

Of course, there is no gathering place in this world, let alone Huanyin City.

Ember looked around to make sure nothing was missing, before turning to leave.

The flickering fire in the furnace is faint, but it will never be extinguished, because the fire is part of this world.

As the world slides towards corruption, sooner or later it will burn!

Inside the church, Calula looked at the embers passing under the statue and asked softly:

"Are you leaving?"

Ember shook his head slightly, taking his eyes off Calula and eventually landing on the straight ladder behind the wall on the right.

Under Kalula's strange gaze, he slowly climbed the stairs.

And above the staircase, is the attic of this church.

Bright light spilled into the attic through the beautifully carved windows, illuminating this modest room.

The attic looks dilapidated by the years, and the putty on the walls has long since peeled off a lot under the baptism of time, revealing the red masonry inside. In the attic there are also scattered paintings, most of which are rolled up and placed in a wooden box against the wall on the right.

On the left, against the wall, there are a large number of empty frames, as well as a large oil painting by the window. There was a high stool in front of the painting, and in a trance, Ember seemed to see a petite girl sitting on the high stool, holding a paintbrush in her hand, her crystal white feet swaying gently in the air, and her long silver hair dragged to the ground......

But when he came back to his senses, everything turned into an illusion and disappeared, leaving only the empty stool in front of him.

And the girl sitting on the barstool has long since disappeared.

"Miss." Ember muttered under his breath.

Calula was wrong about one thing, he didn't just remember the Fire Girl.

He remembered the eldest lady, and he remembered Sister Friede.

The firefighter exists to spread the fire, and this is the beginning of everything.

And the eldest lady is the end of everything, and her paintings are used to shelter the survivors of the deep sea age.

He can remember the beginning and the end, but he has forgotten the process.

So he didn't remember Kalula, or Irina, or anyone else......

But what makes Ember a little strange is that the part he has forgotten seems to be all female.

And the memories of those men, he is clear.

Gael, the Slave Knight, Horace, the Silent Knight, André the Blacksmith, Hawkwood the Runaway, Orbeck of Piheim...... Even the pseudo-mother Gwendrin, and the dog Patch, are quite clear with all their memories, with beginnings and ends.

But as for the memories of women, apart from the fireproof lady and the eldest lady and Fried, it seems that there are only some inconsequential passers-by left, such as the maid of the turkey farm, and the old woman with the lid on her back......

But it's obviously all memories, why is there such a huge difference? Why women?

Ember was silent for a long time, then silently stepped forward, walked to the barstool, and stared at the painting.

The painting doesn't show anything, it's just covered in white paint, like a child's graffiti.

"You smell of ashes. You must be the guy Grandpa Gale said he was, right? The one who allowed me to see the flames. ”

"It's okay, I'll go back over there when I'm done with that, because you left the door open."

“……”

"You're ashes. Because you agreed to Grandpa Gail's request, that's why I want to tell you. ”

"Thank you, I'll draw the world with that name as the theme. It would be a very cold, dark, and very soft painting. Someday, a painting that can be a place for someone. ”

"Those who do not know the flame are not enough to paint the world; Those who are tempted by fire are not allowed to paint the world. ”

“……”

Thoughts flashed back to his mind one by one, and Ember looked ahead, looking into the distance through the window, and the 'Terra Palace' had stopped not far away. It didn't go far, as if waiting for Ember to leave before returning to its place, the last order Rosell had left for it.

Retracting his thoughts, Ember turned to leave the attic, where there were still not many clues.

It's just that he has one more thing to do before he leaves......

Ember looked at the straight staircase ahead, which was the only way out of the attic.

But behind the staircase, there was a bonfire, a fire that had long since been extinguished and all that was left was ashes. There was an iron-black spiral sword stuck in it, but it had long lost its former warmth, cold and dead.

Ember walked over to the campfire, closed his eyes slightly, and at some point there was an extra 'ash' in his palm.

A long strip of ash with obvious traces of smelting.

Or, as you can call it, embers.

He slowly raised his palms and clenched them firmly.

Syllable!

The embers were crushed, and the fine ashes floated in the air, releasing sparks all over the sky, clinging to the surface of the embers, as if the whole person was burning!

Meanwhile, Kalullah, who was waiting in the church, looked up at the attic overhead.

Fly to the top of the ladder and climb up to the attic.

But when she climbed the attic, she was greeted by an empty room, and the embers that should have been in the attic were gone.

She turned around and saw only a burning bonfire.

The bonfire, which had been silent for thousands of years, was lit again, no longer cold, nor dead silent.

But Kallulah's expression gradually fell silent, her eyes revealed deep unwillingness, and her silver teeth clenched:

"I should have thought that even if this wasn't really the world of painting, how could they not be left behind?"

She had managed to stand in front of him again, and before she even had time to show him what she had learned in this life, she had lost it again.

And more importantly, she didn't know where to look!

The power of the First Flame can transcend all obstacles, whether it is time or space. Rekindle the embers of a campfire and use it to go anywhere! Calula believed that Ember would never say goodbye, so his sudden disappearance could only be due to the campfire's 'settings'.

At the same time that Ember activates the campfire, it is already teleported to other areas. The location of this 'area' was known only to the people who had placed the campfire here, and Calula was clearly not among them.

With time and space barriers, where should she go to find the embers?

"No, and her!"

Calula took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She'd been waiting for thousands of years, enough time to burn out a few Gwen.

Even if she is separated for a short time, she is not completely without clues.

For example, the girl she met outside the Steam Church, she had a ring from Ember, and she must have some special relationship with him. As long as you follow her, you will definitely be able to meet again.

But......

Kalula's tone revealed a hint of displeasure:

"Why is it a girl again?"

——

Ember looked around and found himself in the middle of a hot yellow desert, and whispered to himself:

"I'm still in the world of painting?"

The desolation here is exactly the same as the scene in the painted world owned by the Steam Church, which even makes Ember suspect that he hasn't left. But soon he changed his mind, and because he sensed the spirit world again—

It is not a 'small spiritual world' that is divided into the world of painting, but a real spiritual world that covers the entire real world.

The bonfire he lit had already set the 'road mark' and the established 'route', and it would be teleported away the moment it was lit. This was the information that Ember had received when it was ignited, and he could have resisted the 'teleportation', but he chose to accept it.

Because the painting world is drawn by the eldest lady, the campfire is also set by the eldest lady.

And the only thing that can light a bonfire is embers.

This trip was arranged for him by the eldest lady, and Ember believed that the eldest lady would not harm him.

The only question is, what will he get out of this journey?

Or rather, what does the eldest lady hope he finds here?

Ten thousand steps back, Ember will have to at least figure out which country he is in.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, there was a roar from the sky, echoing between heaven and earth, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Ember looked up into the distance, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, huge monsters with black and gray soared. They have a stout, lizard-like body with a pair of broad skin-covered wings on their backs, and their massive bodies almost obscure the sun and all light.

Ember saw disc-sized scales, dark golden vertical pupils in their eye sockets.

"Dragons."

Ember immediately connected it to the corresponding image in his mind, and immediately realized a problem:

As early as the Quaternary Period, dragons and giants had withdrawn from the stage of history and were close to extinction.

Even if there are occasional rumors of giant dragons appearing, it is in those inaccessible mountains and old forests. And if rumors get out, these dragons will be slaughtered quickly - because dragons are full of treasures, their extraordinary materials can be used for promotion, and the corpse of a dragon is extremely valuable.

As a result, by the time of the Fifth Age, even such rumors had disappeared. It is widely believed that the dragon has long since perished completely. Even the Kia species has become extremely rare, and few people can find them, whether it is the Colorful Lizard or the Phantom Wurm.

But now, a group of giant dragons are soaring in the sky, and even unabashedly emitting a terrifying dragon roar to intimidate other creatures around them, and they don't seem to be afraid of being hunted by humans at all.

There's only one possibility—

This time period is not the Fifth Age, nor can it be the Quaternary. The possibility of the Third Age is also not very large, because the ancient gods have long since fallen in the Third Age, and although the dragon clan has not yet perished, it is also treated as a prisoner like a giant.

As for the First Age, the First was the Age of Chaos, and the dragons were not the masters of that era.

Well, this could only be the Second Age.

The Second Age is known as the 'Dark Age' for humanity, but for dragons, this era can also be called the 'Golden Age' because this period is the golden age of dragons. In this day and age, the dragon is a well-deserved overlord of the sky!

It is only in this era that dragons can soar freely in the sky, as high as patrolling their own territory.

"Second Age again?"

Ember suddenly felt a little funny, the first time he traveled through time, it was also in the Second Age.

It's just that that time was at the end of the Second Age, and even the ancient sun gods had already appeared, and the old gods were about to fall.

And now.

Roar!

At this moment, the dragons suddenly roared in their mouths, and there was a faint glow of scorching light.

(End of chapter)