Arka: They drove the sound of dawn to a halt on the surface of the sea, and there was no reference around it, just a vast, boundless ocean.

Everyone was on deck, and Urullius stood in the middle of the deck, raising his head and looking at the sky where they were.

"This is it?" Arka asked, somewhat uncertain.

Because there's nothing here.

There are no references, nothing special, just the sea they usually drive on.

But this is where they go.

Arka had even opened his own eyes to spy on secrets, but still saw nothing.

If it's true, then it means that the protection here is really very tight, almost reaching the level of a god.

Urullius looked at the puzzled crowd and nodded, "Right here, right around us." I can't see it because it's hidden.

It's hidden so deep that no one can find out, not even God. ”

As he spoke, Urullius spread her wings and appeared as if she was about to take off.

But the wings were not stirred, but they were kept like this, their heads held high, and the crystal pillars on their bodies began to shine brightly. At this point, Urullius opened his mouth and recited a language that they didn't understand very well, but they were able to hear the meaning of that language, and when it was pronounced, it invoked the magic around them.

"I am here to sing, I am the dragon of glory, I am the dragon of prismatic light, and the shining stone will repair the world.

We will surely mold the shell of the world with our brilliant body and protect its glory forever! ”

Words resembling incantations, similar to proclamations, began to flicker around them.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Alka's eyes finally detected the hidden fluctuations in the air.

The fluctuations are becoming wider and more frequent, and the surrounding lights are flickering more and more.

Then a day completely obscured everyone's vision, and the day flashed by. And the place where they are has also changed differently, they are still floating on the sea, and there is still no difference in the sea at this time.

However, when they looked up into the sky, a huge structure made of white stone and some hedron floated above them.

The massive structure kept them in shadow, but there was a lot of rubble around it.

They couldn't tell the top of the building from the bottom, but they could tell from the floating rubble around it that it was in less than good ruins.

The rubble is all about the walls or pillars of various buildings, and you can see some carvings and patterns on them, and you can see structures that resemble door frames or windows.

These are supposed to be the facades of a building complex.

It floats in the sky, as if frozen by time.

"Sure enough, it's already in ruins?" Urullius muttered to herself, seemingly unsurprised by the scene in front of her.

"Is this the place you are talking about?" Jason asked, looking at the building floating above them.

Urullius nodded, "The Bright City of Naphpath, the first city in the sky. ”

"How do you get up? Fly up? Natsuyo asked.

"The gravity around isn't quite right." Julia said, suddenly kicking the boat.

The whole person actually floated up directly into the sky.

Seeing this, everyone followed suit, and the puppet girls seemed to be very happy with the experience.

Poloro jumped violently, and the whole person flew up like a sharp arrow, and then he was about to hit a piece of gravel, and hurriedly used his hand as a buffer.

However, perhaps because of the slight exhaustion of his strength, he crashed into a piece of rubble but was not injured, but the piece of rubble floated up slightly with his collision.

Everything here seems to have lost gravity.

Urullius spread his wings and flew here very easily, with a slight flick of his wings, and he was able to move effortlessly.

Arka jumped with Lucilia and jumped onto the nearest gravel, swaying as the gravel swayed, standing firmly on it.

The rubble under their feet appears to be from a stone pillar, along with a circular crystal ring.

Everyone showed their magic in such a zero-gravity space and quickly climbed upward. Specifically, I want to see what the huge structure that covers their heads has become now.

Shadetti turned into a blue meteor and flew up, grabbed Alka's hand, and the two of them soared into the sky at great speed.

Then they slowed down and slowly flew into the sky, and finally they saw the building floating in the sky in front of them in full view.

It's a huge, fortress-like existence.

Or rather, a huge castle.

The white material made up everything in the fort, and the silvery metal and almost transparent crystal became the tools that adorned it.

Countless tall spires have collapsed, and you can see that almost half of the city is collapsed, and it is difficult to see any completely intact buildings.

However, nothing was completely destroyed, most of them were missing parts, and they were scattered around as rubble.

Most of the main body of the building has not been damaged.

Even the walls that surround them are full of gaps and potholes.

From the ruins that are still well preserved, you can see its former glory.

Jason and the others also flew around Arka one after another, and stayed in the air lightly.

Only the puppet girls didn't care about any of this, but jumped up and down on the rubble of the ruins, playing.

Urullius flew up and looked at the ruined castle.

"If she's in good condition, she'll be as beautiful as she dreamed of."

"Do you want to go in? Will there be any defenses? Arka asked from the side.

Although a fort like this appears to be in ruins, most of the damage can be found on the tops of some buildings.

The entire foundation of the building, as well as the lower floors, are well preserved.

Not to mention the broken ruins, the rubble is still floating around the fortress, and there may be many defenses that are well preserved and even in the process of being activated.

"No, there has been no energy here, and all that's left is an empty shell that can't be taken away."

Urullius said, flapping her wings and gliding towards the fortress.

The crowd watched and flew over, spewing magic through their arms, allowing them to fly in the air without borrowing.

Soon the crowd followed Ulullius and landed on top of the building.

Beneath your feet is a white floor, and the whole stone has been cut smoothly.

It's hard to imagine that the ruins have been preserved here for tens of thousands of years.

Silver metal, white boulders and sparkling crystals make up the fortress.

The style of the building is fascinating, as if it appeared from a myth, and even the ruins are amazing.

In front of them was a huge door frame.

The door frame is seventeen or eighteen meters high, and it breaks on the top two sides of the door frame, which is different.

Looking at the structure, there should be no such thing as a gate.

One huge bed-crossbow, cannon-like thing sits atop the city walls. Some of them disappeared because of the breaches, but most of them collapsed completely or were completely destroyed, falling to the floor.

Apparently it's all scrapped.

The crowd walked through the door frame and entered.

Facing them was a huge square, and in the middle of it was a statue that they had just clearly seen.

It was a roaring dragon with its head up to the sky, and several dragons fluttering beside him in battle poses.

And the appearance of these dragons is almost not much different from that of Ululliuus, and they should all belong to the Crystal Dragon.

The crowd stood under the statue of the dragon, raising their heads and looking at the buildings around them.

Everything around here seemed so huge, huge walls, huge buildings, huge door frames, and huge half-collapsed spires.

"Descendants, come to me."

A majestic voice came, and everyone instantly became vigilant, and treasures appeared beside them.

Look in the direction the voice came from.

Inside the square is a huge door.

The height of the huge gate is close to 10 meters, and the width reaches about four or five meters.

Above the gate are carved two flying dragons, as well as a dense network of flying dragons, and below there are dragon-like people holding weapons.

"Descendants, come to me."

The voice came again, no different from the last time, not even a change in mood.

"It's not real life, it's like emotionless emotion." Arka said with a slight squint.

Then he looked at Ulullius next to him.

"Let's go inside, I can feel that he is the one who led me here."

The group nodded, and followed Ulullius towards the building.

However, he did not let his guard down, and the treasure was always revealed, which was able to ensure that he entered the battle at the first time.

Ulullius and the others came to the gate.

On either side of the gate are two rows of courtyards that extend outward, with huge stone pillars erected one by one.

It's like a giant's palace.

Urullius lifted his claws and pressed them against the door, pushing it open with all his might.

It seemed like no one had pushed the door open for a long time, and it slowly opened with a loud click.

Perhaps the interior space is too empty and huge, and the sound echoes inside.

As the door opened, the crowd looked inside.

What a sight it is.

Huge hall.

It was as if there were countless giants who needed to meet here.

The dome is thirty or forty meters high, and countless finely carved crystal thin faces are inlaid on the dome.

The area of the whole hall is comparable to the huge square outside, so wide and empty.

These thin layers of crystals are painted with unknown techniques, and various scenes are depicted in the crystals, and there seems to be a war between gods.

It seems that there is a war between gods and dragons, and there is a battle between all kinds of strange creatures and all kinds of evil monsters of powerful humans.

Underneath the dome are one after another sky-high stone pillars on top of it.

These crystals seem to radiate a natural glow, illuminating the entire hall.

At the innermost part of the hall is a huge throne.

The throne is made of pure transparent crystal, and on top of the throne can be encircled a dragon with a body length of ten or twenty meters.

The Crystal Throne is indeed carved with dragon-like sculptures.

The sides below its throne are so empty.

All kinds of crystal murals are inlaid around, and even the floor is paved with a translucent material like white jade.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

They came, as if it were a meeting place for the gods.

In a trance, they seemed to see what this place used to be.

A huge crystal dragon, several times larger than Ulullius, covered it with a huge and majestic crystal.

He perched on top of the throne in this way, looking down on the beings below.

On either side of it are all sorts of gigantic creatures.

Giants, dragons, monsters, gods.

Densely packed with ant-like humans, dragonmen, also stood in their respective positions around it.

It seems to be the scene at its heyday.

The illusion dissipated in an instant.

Everyone's hearts and minds were slightly withdrawn.

"Descendants, come here."

The voice rang out again, and the words changed, and in a trance they saw that the dragon on the throne seemed to sound again.

But there was nothing above the throne.

Urullius walked slowly down the hall, the sound of heavy footsteps echoing through the hall, so loud.

The dragon, which could only be called a young man, stopped under the throne.

Raise your head and look down on the throne.

Arka and the others also came behind Urullius, and just looked at the empty throne.

There seemed to be a breeze blowing.

When the breeze blew, a large and majestic figure appeared on the throne.

The dragon they had seen in the illusion had appeared on the throne, and he was entrenched on the great crystal throne.

The brilliance of the crystal reflected his slightly illusory figure.

The huge dragon head looked down slightly at Arka and them, and looked at Urulius in front of them.

"Descendants, you're here."

Looking at this majestic figure and the majestic voice, Ulullius lowered his head slightly, showing his respect.

Arka and the others also bowed their heads slightly.

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and you, the descendants, have finally come to me."

As he spoke, there was finally a noticeable mood swing.

Suddenly, the language became serious: "Looking at my descendants, do you remember your birthright duty?" Do you remember the responsibilities that run through your veins? Do you remember the pressure the world puts on you? ”

Urullius lowered his head: "I remember the responsibility I was born with, I received the responsibility that flowed in my veins, and I took the pressure of the world. ”

"Are you willing to pay?"

"I'm willing to give, grandfather."

"Very well, offspring, my child's child."

The majesty of this behemoth seemed to fade a little, and there was a bit of tenderness in his tone.

He stretched out his dragon claws, but the gentle movement passed through Urullius's head, and everything was an illusory apparition.

But the dragon didn't seem to care, and he looked at Urullius.

"Remember your duty, descendants. Bring your warriors now and receive the last legacy. ”

As he spoke, the crystal of the throne emitted a brilliant light, and the surrounding crystal murals were also radiating light. These rays converged in the center of the hall, where crystals spread in layers, freezing the entire hall into a world of crystals.

The many sides of the crystal shine on the multifaceted people, reflecting the appearance of the people on them.

In the center of the freeze, a thin crystal surface that has been cut unusually smooth has appeared.

But the thin side of the crystal is like rippling water, and everyone can't see the opposite side of this thin side at all, but sees an endless crystal space.

Urullius turned to look at the thin noodles, then to look at Jason.

"Let's go, Warrior."

Jason seemed to understand something, nodded, and exhaled heavily. After glancing at Arka and the others, he followed Urulius to the crystal thin face.

The two of them walked through the thin surface of the crystal together and vanished.

The Arka and the others just stood in place, puzzled by the situation in front of them, but did not ask too many questions.

Turning his head to look at the throne behind him.

On the throne.

The huge figure still hovered over it, not shaking in the slightest.

He looked down slightly at Arka, who was still standing in place.

"Talk to me, talk about the broken world out there."

(End of chapter)