Chronicle of the Temple of Light

"It's literally," Black Dragon began to struggle with the buttons, "Although you should have no previous memories, age is something you can't control, right?" It even sounds a bit vicissitudes.

Cesia: "..." Actually, I didn't understand.

"Okay!" Heilong finally buttoned the buttons, "I can leave when you come back."

"Wait!" Chesia said anxiously, "Let's make it clear first!"

At the same time, Cifano also tried to stop the black dragon.

The black dragon was undefended, and was stopped by Sifano's divine power. He struggled in the dark divine power, and cursed at the same time: "Bastard Saroyan! I have worked so hard to show you the tens of thousands of years of home, you don't pay the wages." Don't let me go!"

"Saroyan?" Chesia pointed to herself when she heard the name, "Me?"

Seeing that he could not escape from the divine power, the black dragon was discouraged and said: "Yes. But I really don't want to tell you again. I have told you the same thing at least dozens of times, but every time you come, you forget it. gone."

"Then tell me, who am I?" Chesia was a little confused, and didn't know whether it was because of the unknown life experience or because of the sudden increase in age by thousands of times.

"Lord of the Spirit River, Saroyan," the black dragon said bluntly, "sounds powerful, right? In fact, it's almost just to watch the gate."

Cecia: "..."

The other three: "..."

Checia gritted her teeth and said, "Then why am I, the gatekeeper, amazed?"

"Your family's old problem, why do you ask me? I'm not from your family." Heilong was puzzled.

"..."

Chesia felt that if he continued to communicate like this, he would be choked to death by the black dragon sooner or later, so he changed to a simple and rude way of asking: "You just tell me everything you know about me, thank you."

The black dragon grumbled: "Here it is again... You are getting impatient every time I talk to you no more than ten sentences..."

Cifano's face was a little green, and he barely resisted the urge to go up and punch him.

Fortunately, the black dragon knows how to accept it when you see it: "I don't know much. Your name is Saroyan. You have lived for tens of thousands of years. Suddenly one day, on a whim, you tied up the little cub. I will show you the warehouse, so that you can let yourself go. Go out and wander. I will come back every few hundred or thousands of years, and I don’t remember the previous memories every time, but they won’t let me go out.”

"Then the most regretful thing I did back then was asking you to look at the warehouse." Chesia said quietly.

"...Do you still want to hear me?" Heilong wiped his face.

"Your family probably has an older brother, but I haven't seen him. When you didn't lose your memory, you said that you have a good relationship." Heilong thought for a while, and suddenly felt blessed, "I remembered! You said your brother lives on the other side of the river." ...or from the other side of the lake?"

The four looked at each other.

Aldridge said: "The other side of the Spirit River? Does it mean the Styx River?"

Heilong scratched his head and said, "Probably, it's been tens of thousands of years, I can remember clearly that there is an opposite bank."

"Didn't it say that dragons have a long lifespan, and every dragon is very knowledgeable and intelligent?" Haider whispered to Aldrich.

Aldridge glanced at him: "The gold dragon and silver dragon you are talking about. There are very few records about the black dragon. Think about it, have you ever seen a black dragon after living for so long?"

Haider honestly shook his head: "Except for the one in front of me, I really haven't seen it before."

The black dragon said wearily: "I heard it all..."

"What should we do now?" Cifano asked, "Shall we go to the Underworld?"

"We just came out of the underworld." Haider reminded.

The black dragon listened and said clearly: "Oh, you are from outside, right? That's not the underworld, it's his home." He pointed to Chesia.

Cecia: My home? ? ?

"Who's house can swallow the master?" Chesia said dumbly.

"I don't know," the black dragon said innocently, "but you are not human."

Cecia collapsed: "Then what am I?!"

"Probably something like a spirit body... right?" Black Dragon said, "I don't know what to say, anyway, I haven't seen anything like you when I was still in the family territory."

"..." Cecia wanted to say that I was nothing, but it felt weird.

"Spiritual body? Isn't that similar to the aborigines of the underworld? But you have more bodies than them." Haider said, and stepped forward to poke Chesia, as if trying to see if he could pass.

Cecia: "..."

The black dragon was lying on the ground. It was normal for his dragon form to make such movements, but now he is in the form of a human, so doing such movements is a bit like... pretending to be dead.

His voice was muffled: "Fake, his body is fake, every time he comes, he looks different."

"Then how do you recognize that I'm mine?" Chesia had suffered too many blows during the day, and now she was indifferent to the black dragon's speech about the "dummy".

"Smell, although you are surrounded by a heavy dark smell this time, my nose is still quite sharp."

Cesia: "..." He blushed and gave Cifano a hard look.

Cifano touched his nose and returned an innocent look.

"Let's go to the underworld first, at least figure out what I am," Chesia laughed at himself, "That... dragon? Are you coming too?"

"My name is Ivan...you even forgot my name," the black dragon got up, "Anyway, I don't know what to do after I go out, so I just follow you."

"Aren't you going back to the Dragon Clan's territory?" Haider asked curiously.

Ivan was a little frustrated: "I won't go back...they don't like me."

"Where are your parents?"

"They all seemed to think that the other party cheated on a black dragon, and then gave birth to me. They quarreled every day until the patriarch came forward to test our blood, and it turned out that I was really their child," Ivan recalled with relish. "I have lived in the territory for so long, and the happiest moment is the expression on their faces after they know that I am their own."

"...Don't you feel sad?" Chesia tentatively asked.

Ivan said frankly: "At first, I felt it, but then I gradually lost it. So when you took me away, it might not have been a good result for me."

Chesia didn't look back, but could clearly feel the aura of a certain god behind him turning cold.

"Let's go, don't you still want to find his brother?" Heilong said, "I might be able to smell it."

Everyone: "..." Do you still remember that you are a dragon?

They were led by the black dragon to the first mass grave.

"You are the one buried here." Ivan smirked.

Cecia:? ! !

He was quite frightened, but fortunately Ivan added another sentence: "Unfortunately, they are all empty."

For no reason, Chesia thought of a person being buried in it. After an unknown number of years, a hand suddenly broke through the ground, and then the buried person slowly crawled out. The background was this desolate cemetery... …

Hearing this, Haider became interested. He stepped forward to take a closer look at the tombstones with vaguely visible writing, and then returned to the team with a face full of shock.

Cecia: "...what's the matter."

Haider held back a few words for a long time: "...it's nothing."

Cecia naturally didn't believe it.He raised his eyebrows and looked at the tombstones. The words on them were in a very old font, but Cecia could barely understand: "L...uc...gr...ffi...Lucas· Griffin? Do you know him?" He turned to Haider.

As a result, I saw that the faces of the three gods were very strange.

"You all know each other?" Cecia wondered, "I haven't heard of it?"

Haider showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "...is this really you?"

Cecia was a little surprised by his reaction, and he looked at Ivan.

Ivan nodded sympathetically: "Here are all the names he used. Not only you, but also the people who came with him before."

"Didn't you say you never went out?" Chesia said sharply.

"Uh..." Ivan got stuck, and after a while he said angrily, "You don't allow me to come out to have some fun!"

Checia cleverly changed the subject: "So why did they react this way? This Griffin is famous?"

"Honey," Cifano called, looking hesitant, "will you promise not to hit me when you find out?"

Cecia nodded.

Cifano took a deep breath: "Lucas Griffin was a human before the age of the gods... Although it seems that he is not a human now, I said why he is so powerful in those legends... In short, he led a war And finally won the victory, and the result of this victory was the birth of the gods."

"So strictly speaking, Griffin can be regarded as the creator of the gods, and also as the elders of Aspen and I who don't know how many generations."

Cecia: "..." His mind and expression were blank.

"Wait a minute," he tried to find his voice, "Didn't the gods exist from the beginning of the world?"

"That's right," Sifano affirmed his statement, "but you...the war that your previous you led was called the War of Extermination."

Cecia: "..."

Haider added: "Sev's and I's mother, the God of the Sky, is considered to be a higher-ranking god now, but she also listened to the history told by her elders."

"Isn't the goddess of the sky the primordial god?"

"There are always some gods who feel that they have lived too long and don't want to live. After a god dies, a god with the same priesthood will be reborn in the world, unless the god's godhead is given to other gods voluntarily or involuntarily. Gods."

Ivan was happy to hear that, and suddenly added: "This Griffin should be just his alias one time."

Cecia gave up struggling: "So I'm really old?"

No one answered.

Cifano said to him from left to right: "Is the entrance to the underworld here?"

Ivan said, "Just across the river."

Just as everyone was about to ask where the river came from, a river suddenly appeared in front of them, with a bridge on it.

Everyone: "..."

"Saroyan must first know that there is a river here, otherwise no one else will be able to find it." Ivan complained.

Chesia suddenly remembered one thing: "I mentioned the Linghe family and the Linghe treasure house before, but in fact, the whole family is just me and my brother whom I have never met?"

Ivan shook his head: "Your brother and you are not in the same family."

Chesia: "..." Does that mean I am the only one in the Linghe family?

"So the heirs of the Linghe bloodline... there is no heir at all."

"Even the body is fake, where do you think you got your blood from?" the black dragon said contemptuously.

Cecia: "..."

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