Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

"The black emperor..." Edjo narrowed his eyes, "Based on the Norse mythology spread by Odin, human beings have extended a complete Norse mythology worldview, in which Nidhogg bit off the root of the World Tree , leading to the end of the world, that is, the dusk of the gods."

"But human beings don't know that the gods in Nordic mythology are actually human beings, because Odin is human beings."

"You said you saw a black dragon spread its wings covered with skeletons, and the world has come to an end. This fits so well with the Nordic mythology that has been circulated. I can't help but wonder if this future has happened many years ago. Doomed."

Eddie sighed slowly.

He looked at the vast world outside the window again. After many years, he suddenly found that this world was both familiar and strange. He had lived in this world for many years, and he thought he knew enough about the reality of this world, but not long ago Realize that the truth of the world has never been revealed to them.

They are like oysters living in an aquarium, thinking that they are in the sea, but the truth is cruel and absurd.

"Edjo, who is the black emperor you see? Can you identify his identity?" Edjo didn't turn his head, "Perhaps, you can tell me where he is roaring the world, Kassel Academy? Arctic Circle ? Or a certain island?"

Qilan's expression was shocked: "You have already guessed something, right?"

"Of course, we have long been aware of the awakening of the lord of the world, and we have also guessed that Frixis will return from hell." Edjo said softly, "It's as if we have known our own destiny a long time ago." , but we are not prepared to believe it. Qilan, don’t easily believe what you see. Fate is a lie. Believing in a lie will lead you to an early grave. You just need to... choose to trust the people around you unconditionally.”

The dragon clan is a creature that obeys destiny, and the theory of destiny is unimpeded within the dragon clan. The last one who believed in fate was called Yemengard.

"Aren't you the most trustworthy?" Qilan asked.

"We do believe in fate, but that is after losing His Majesty." Edjo said in a low voice, "When His Majesty returns, we have lost the reason to believe in fate. Fate in this world is never static, but Your Majesty will never Change, just like how rough the waves are, they will only smash into the rocks."

This was the first time Qilan heard his "Your Majesty" from Edjo.

He didn't expect that the head of the Presbyterian Church would respect a person so much, and this person seemed to be far more noble than the Black King.

Who is this guy?
Qilan vaguely had an answer in his heart, and it was precisely because of this that he gradually became a little confused.

"Your Majesty..." Chilan paused, "What kind of person is he?"

"Your Majesty is not a human being." Edjo said lightly, "It's a god."

"Okay, what's your god's personality like, do you like to complain?"

"Tucao? Do you mean the desire to talk? Unfortunately, His Majesty doesn't like to talk very much. He is usually silent, but he likes to listen. He likes to listen to us tell stories that happened on the way."

Don't want to talk, but like to listen?

Qilan wondered if he had guessed wrong, maybe the Majesty Edjo was referring to was not Ming Fei.

"Your Majesty, are you brutal and bloodthirsty?"

"Your Majesty doesn't like swords, and no one can use swords in front of him. He doesn't care about these, he doesn't even care if we did something wrong, he just sits on the throne, silently looking at the world that belongs to him under his feet."

"It sounds like your Majesty is... a bitch." Qi Lan shook his head, barely coming up with an adjective, "Your Majesty sits on the throne all day, what is he thinking about?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Edjo was stunned for the first time, he had never thought about it before, he would never think about what His Majesty was thinking at this moment, because if His Majesty had a demand, he only needed to ask it, and all the dragons would do their best to satisfy him Go all out, just like that expedition.

"Haven't you guys thought about it?" Qilan narrowed his eyes, "That is to say, you've never tried to understand him?"

Edjo was silent for a moment, and said: "No one will try to understand a god."

"No, even believers of God will try to figure out God's will, and then record this will and print it as the Bible."

"If His Majesty has a need, he will naturally tell us." Edjo said coldly, "It is impossible for us to refuse him. In addition, Ofina among the four high priests is responsible for conveying His Majesty's oracle."

"Maybe it's because I don't want to bother you." Qilan spread his hands and said seriously, "Or maybe there are other reasons. In short, there is a high probability that it is not what you think."

"What basis do you have?" Edjo frowned.

"I have a friend in Kassel. His name is Lu Mingfei. He didn't have a good life when he was a child. When he was in high school, he gave a speech in front of the whole school, but because the vice principal denied his opening joke, he asked him to Suffering the indifference of all, he summed up the lecture and has not stepped on stage since."

Qilan observed Edjo's expression and continued,
"He didn't tell anyone about it. If someone mentioned it later, he would smile awkwardly and bring the topic up. He would never tell others that he lived at the house of his uncle and aunt. He hadn't seen him for so many years. I have seen how lonely my parents are, and even thought that maybe my parents really don't want him..."

"Do you understand what I mean? There are some pains that people won't talk about, just like some things they don't want to share with others, maybe because they don't want to mention it, or it's useless to mention it, no one can help They, of course, will not speak out."

"You said that your majesty will tell you if he needs it, but how can you guarantee that he will really tell you?"

"A monarch who always sits alone on the throne, but likes to listen to his courtiers describe the distant scenery...he must really want to step down from the throne and go to the distant place himself?"

Qilan spoke eloquently, but his light words hit Edjo's heart heavily.

He was stunned for a long time, and for the first time looked at the vast and drowsy sky blankly and bewilderedly.

It seemed that it was going to rain in this city. Dark clouds gradually piled up from all directions, and the sky gradually became dull.

Is that right?

Your Majesty really wants to go to the distance to see for himself?
But why doesn't His Majesty go?

If His Majesty wants to go to a place, no one in this world can stop him. This is his world, his planet.

But in those years, His Majesty just sat alone in the depths of the temple, accompanied by only the sunshine from above and the cold hall.

Edjo suddenly had palpitations.

He suddenly remembered that every time they entered that temple and opened the gate, the wind outside the gate would blow the bronze wind chime hanging above. His Majesty opened his eyes amidst the melodious chime, but rarely looked at them. His eyes will always be on the distant sky outside the door.

At first they just thought that His Majesty didn't want to see them, so they lowered their bodies in fear.

but maybe...

"Is there any reason why a supreme monarch is willing to imprison himself in the temple?"

Edjo murmured.

Yes, what reason is there for the supreme king to give up his freedom?

There is no enemy for him in this world, he is an invincible existence, the highest in the world.

For such a him, what is the reason why he is willing to imprison himself in the temple and give up the freedom to go to a distant place?
This is unreasonable. Edjo couldn't figure it out, just as Smith couldn't figure out why His Majesty would willingly live in that small southern city like dust in those years.

At this moment, Edjo seemed to be standing where Smith once stood.

The path full of paulownia.

This is a small city, the lights of the surrounding buildings are sparse, and the small city also has the benefits of a small city, such as the sky is always clearer than the sky of a big city, and the stars are eternally shining on it, and the CBD area in the distance The lights are so bright that it is difficult for people surrounded by lights to see the bright stars under the night.

The boy who sneaked out of the house lowered his head, carried the stones on the side of the road, and passed Edjo.

Edjo looked at the boy's back, thinking that maybe they had never really known His Majesty.

This is not only because His Majesty never talked to them, but also because they never really tried to touch His Majesty's heart.

What is His Majesty thinking?What are you doing again?
They don't understand at all, but they always claim to be the courtiers who understand His Majesty best.

At this moment, Edjo's back was slightly bent under the gradually dimming sky.

He stood silently in front of the window like a stone statue for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "Qilan, how do you think we should understand that person's heart?"

Qilan said softly: "The point is not 'how to', but the process of you trying to get closer, mutual understanding and mutual closeness in the process."

"...Why does it sound like a relationship?" Edjo asked blankly.

"Whether it is love or family affection, it is ultimately a process of getting closer to each other from heart to heart." 
"I roughly understand." Edjo sighed softly. "Human beings are really complicated creatures. How could Your Majesty choose to become a creature like you? I don't understand, but I can only choose to support you. Qilan, your prophecy is beyond me. I have received it, let's go to the next place, you are going to meet, and the person you want to remind is not only me, right?"

Qilan nodded silently.

"It seems that you have found the key to breaking the fate, and you are not helpless." Edjo smiled, "You came to see me, is it also a part of it, right? Could it be that the way to break the situation you see is the joint efforts of all of us?" Rise up and defeat the last black emperor?"

Qilan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Of course not. In the future I see, you are not even qualified to fight him head-on."

"It's really sad." Edjo sighed, "Even in the face of Frixis, the old man can't just be beaten obediently."

"But you're right, I'm indeed on my way." Qilan got up and drank the whiskey in his glass. "In the future I see, there is no figure of Ming Fei, but there are shadows of you. The future is not necessarily lost." Yes, at least..."

"At least when you get together, a ray of light is born in the dark future."

"Light?" Edjo murmured, "Well, then go, Kiran, follow your instincts, find the people you're looking for, and if they don't want to see you, go in my name Visit them. Tell them, this time, it's time for us to protect His Majesty."

Qilan's eyes shook.

Edjo also seemed to have guessed something, a future that he couldn't see.

"By the way, you haven't told me where the black emperor spreads his wings and roars to the world in the future you see."

"I checked, it's in Italy..."

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Lu Mingfei walked along the stairs that seemed to extend infinitely downwards.

This ladder seemed to have no end in sight, and he felt that he had walked for a long time, but he never reached the end.

The paradoxical space of the Nibelung?
Lu Mingfei thought for a while, and his mental power instantly covered up, down, left, and right, and he instantly understood the principle of this space. The principle is that he has been circulating up and down, but the distorted light makes the traveler completely lose his sense of direction.

And the key is the candlelight on the wall.

Lu Mingfei blew out the candle on the wall with a snap of his fingers, and the spiral staircase suddenly fell into darkness.

He continued on in the darkness, and it didn't take long before he came to a gate.

Behind the door is a quiet ancient palace.

Under the monastery where the elders of the Gattuso family are responsible for the elderly, there is such a Nibelungen hidden!
This is a tall and spacious ancient palace. From the dome to the ground, every inch of space here is carefully carved and decorated. The circular pool in the center of the hall slowly flows and rotates, and the water is azure blue.

This structure is very similar to the palace of the White King in Tokyo. No, it should be said that it is like a poor imitation. The inside of the White King's Palace is the prototype, and this is the imitation.

A simple alchemy matrix core.

This Nibelungen is a bit weird, Lu Mingfei can perceive the instability of the space, the guy who built this Nibelungen seems to have just barely completed the construction, and has not repaired many details.

Lu Mingfei walked around the palace, but it was still empty and there was nothing there.

Neither Caesar nor the ten elders of the Gattuso family were found.

This made Lu Mingfei a little puzzled, where did these guys go?

Is there a secret door here?

He walked slowly to the depths of the palace, and there was a bronze table that seemed to be placed on something, with dense dragon writing written on it.

Lu Mingfei understood the above meaning at a glance, and frowned.

The meaning above is - this is the place where the gods sleep.

god?which god?
From the looks of it, it looked like someone had already taken the things on it, and it was one step ahead of him.

Is it the boss and the patriarchs of the family?
Lu Mingfei directly observed every detail of this Nibelungen, and found the link to the second secret door.

There are actually two connected Nibelungen here.

Lu Mingfei's eyes flickered, there seemed to be someone in the other Nibelungen?

Looks like he's finally in the right place.

He walked towards the secret door, but on the way, his figure was shrouded by [Mingzhao] and disappeared into the air.

The second Nibelung, with an altar in the center.

Caesar bowed his head, sitting cross-legged in the center of the altar, and ten elders stood in ten positions on the altar in turn.