Yinlong smiled while stroking the princess's hand:

"The underground is a subspace sealed by the ancient gods. It is the birthplace of ancient disasters. As for what was born here in ancient times, oh, I don’t think I can answer you this question. It still exists, and it’s extremely powerful. Its name, it must have feelings, and I can't take this risk."

　　 "Then how dare you infect its remaining power here?"

　　 Jenkins also saw the black aura from the silver dragon:

　　 "According to my experience, no matter what race the guy who does this, he will never end well..."

　　 He tried to make his tone tactful.

"This is just the aftermath of the power of the beast of calamity. It won't care. And I need power to protect what I have. If you stand in my place, you will definitely make the same choice as me. Go to me Choose some treasures from my treasure house, half-elves, even the cathedrals of the Orthodox Church will not be richer than me."

　　 It's a pity that Jenkins can't bring anything to his own time, and now it's a long way from the Eighteenth Era. Even if he wants the dragon to leave something for himself, years are enough to destroy all material and promises.

"No need, I think I should leave soon. Before I leave, I want to ask you a question. If I unfortunately encounter the terrible creatures bred in this ancient land, is there any way I can overcome it? "

　　 Jenkins asked humbly.

"What are you talking about? Mortals cannot defeat it. Unless you can call on the help of the gods, you have no hope of survival. But you are unlikely to encounter it. According to my understanding, it is based on The agreement with the gods is to fall asleep outside the material world, waiting for the agreed date to arrive. As long as you stay in the material world, you will never encounter it."

　　 Yinlong said nonchalantly, leaning on the princess's body and his mind was no longer in conversation.

　　 "I hope so."

　　 Jenkins whispered quietly, no longer to see the intimate and cuddling Silver Dragon couple, but turned to look around, hoping to see the pages of "Secrets of Black Town".

　　 "If you are determined not to accept Anastasia's gift, then just accept my little gift."

　　 said the princess.

　　 "No, I don't want it."

　　 He still remembered what the princess wanted to give him just now, and now the silver dragon is next to him, he doesn't want to try the power of the dragon's breath at close range.

　　 "Accept this."

Princess 　　 untied her necklace and handed it to Jenkins:

　　 "This is a family heirloom, no matter what you encounter, as long as you show it, the Aredman family will definitely help."

　　 "Aredman?"

　　 Jenkins was taken aback, and then realized that it was the original surname of the legendary dragon knight family, Miss Knight, the dragon knight girl of Nolan, was the descendant of this family.

"Wait, in other words, the origin of the Dragon Knight family is most likely the two in front of you... But isn't it a female dragon? How can there be descendants? Is it adopted later? Or is it actually a princess? Is it a male?"

　　 He immediately thought of this, and then looked at the princess in front of him with a strange look. This behavior was immediately accused by the beautiful silver dragon girl. She thought this look was very impolite and reminded that the husband of the beauty in front of him was in front of her.

　　 "You don't need to give this to me. Actually, I don't intend to take anything with me."

　　 Jenkins returned the necklace, and then saw a small black dot behind the silver dragon girl and the princess, which was a page blown by the wind.

　　 "We must pay you, you deserve it."

　　 Yinlong insisted, trying to reach out and hold Jenkins' shoulders, but when her diamond bracelet hand was about to touch her clothes, the man in front of her disappeared, as if she had never appeared in this world.

"This......"

　　 Princess took a step back in surprise.

　　 "How is this..."

　　 Yinlong was equally surprised. Even if Jenkins disappeared before her eyes, she could not see how this was done.

　　 Looking around and pondering for a while, Yinlong finally realized:

　　 "So, the agreement between the gods and the terrible cat turned out to be true! The civet that swallowed the moon, what has been waiting for..."

　　 She smiled relievedly, took her new wife's hand again, and together with her looked up at the shining galaxy above her head:

　　 "Fate is really interesting."

　　 At the end of the eighteenth century, Jenkins sat up from the bed in the church in Black Town, sighing and thinking about the final story he was about to face. It is already past four o'clock. The sun comes out very early this season, and in about half an hour, the total darkness of the night sky will be dissipated.

　　 "The twelfth story has already appeared in the Dragon Legion. It is difficult to imagine what will happen next time."

He did not immediately start reading the last story, but returned to Nolan again, let the unicorn flew to the evergreen forest outside the city, and then woke up in the cave on the mountain wall very rudely. The dragon Niederholgen.

　　If it is in a fairy tale, it is of course very dangerous to do so, but here is the reality, Jenkins does not have to worry that the dragon will be furious.

Chapter 1500 The first thousand four hundred and seventy-seven

　　 "My god, who is it? The sky is still dark...is the sage's son?"

　　 In the cave on the side wall of the Evergreen Forest, the awakened dragon Nidholgen recognized Jenkins. After standing up and seeing him, the red dragon lay down again lazily, squinting to talk to him:

　　 "Is there anything going on looking for me so early? If I remember correctly, you don't seem to be in Nolan right now."

　　 "May I ask you something, of course, you haven't seen me today."

　　 "I haven't seen anyone this morning."

　　 The dragon slapped haha ​​and said.

　　 "Well, I want to ask you about a dragon. Do you know a dragon called Anastasia? No, it's not a red dragon, it's a silver dragon."

　　 he asked with some worry.

　　 "This is a very common name. In my hometown, I know at least ten dragons with this name. This name is as common as the human Anna, Mary, and Sophie."

　　 Red Dragon explained, poking his paws on the dirt around him, and writing these names in dragon language that Jenkins couldn't understand at all.

　　 "She probably looks like this."

　　 As he said, Jenkins constructed that beautiful silver dragon by reading and writing, using ice debris in the air.

　　 "Oh~"

　　 Honglong let out a very humane sigh, and even whistled:

　　 "It's a beautiful silver dragon, it's as beautiful as the old sculpture in my hometown...how does it look the same as that sculpture?"

　　 Jenkins could not distinguish the dragons by their face and body characteristics. In the battle with the dragons just now, the dragons of the same color were exactly the same in his eyes. But the dragon itself can easily distinguish the differences in appearance between the bodies, and the red dragon in front of them seems to have recognized the silver dragon.

"In which book did you read it? Oh, yes, the silver dragon Anastasia, the legendary dragon, single-handedly defeated most of her clan in the same era, and she is still Legend. I don’t know if you can understand it, but in the civilization of the dragon, she is the kind of real legend that exists."

　　 "Is she still alive?"

　　 The story of "The Legend of Dragon Slayer" took place at least before the Tenth Epoch. Even if the length of each epoch is not known, it is roughly 20,000 years ago. Although he knew that dragons in this world had the same long life span as most dragons Jenkin had heard of, he was not sure whether they could live for 20,000 years.

"Yes, she is still alive. She has found a way to surpass the age limit of the dragon species. It is one of the few ancient dragons that exist. However, Anastasia, the silver dragon, left our world a long time ago. It is said that in the 17th century, someone saw She appeared in the astral world."

　　 said the red dragon, proving from the side that the dragon is not immortal, all things under the gods are mortal.

　　 "Then do you know she has a human wife?"

　　 Jenkins asked again.

"Yes, this is very famous. The reason why the Silver Dragon Anastasia played against most of the same race in his own time is for this reason. If you want to ask that human being is still alive, I can tell you Yes. But you don’t live as a human being. You probably know that human beings have their limits. The story of the silver dragon Anastasia and her human wife is very famous in my hometown, just like those that have been circulated for a long time in the human world. Hero story."

　　 The red dragon opened his mouth and yawned. This action was quite oppressive for the "tiny" Jenkins.

　　 "Then do you know that the silver dragon is the origin of the human dragon knight family?"

　　 "Of course I know, that's why I would be so polite to the human girl named Knight. Otherwise, do you think that dragons like being stood on by humans?"

　　 The red dragon said, snorted from his huge nostrils, and ejected two white smoke.

　　 "It's a reality."

　　 Jenkins said in his heart, somewhat happy that they are still alive, but because of this, he is worried about what will happen to his next last story.

　　 Back to the bedroom of the Blacktown church, the curtains were already brightened. It is five o'clock in the morning, and dawn is just before our eyes.

　　 "No matter what, I will open it sooner or later anyway."

　　 Jenkins sat down on the bed, made up his mind and opened the last story. The name of the story is "Mad Men and Fools".

　　 With the emergence of sleepiness, my consciousness gradually became blurred, and when I woke up, I was no longer a remote country town, but a battlefield relic under the dim sky.

　　 This may have been a majestic city in the past, lined with magnificent stone buildings. But now there are only broken walls left, the smoke of the battlefield is scattered over the ruins, the bodies of various strange creatures are piled together, and the uneven ground is crowded with sewage and blood.

　　 There was a light rain in the sky, and I looked up and saw neither the sun nor the clouds. The entrance is an extremely terrifying scene. A huge black halo is embedded in the sky, as if a continuous black flame is flying from the inside of the ring to the ground. The noise and howling can be heard faintly in the distance. This is probably The last survivors of this war are dying.

　　 This story is an anti-war fairy tale. It describes the conversation between the surviving madman and the fool after an extremely tragic war. This is the battlefield, but judging from the atmosphere and surrounding aura, this is definitely more than just war.

　　 In Jenkins's opinion, the nearby space walls were even cracked due to the recent war. The spirits remaining on those corpses were stronger than the spirits of most living benefactors he had seen. The spirit in the space is very strange, the color of the aura changes uniformly to black with the radiation of the giant black halo in the sky.

　　 In his opinion, the decay of this world is just like the scene of the fire-free doomsday he saw in the spirit of the Titans during the decisive battle with the Titans. The material world is becoming deceitful, which is probably what it looked like at the end of the era. This is the doomsday world. There is no doubt that the savior has failed, and the real cataclysm sweeping the world is coming. If nothing happens, the terrible black halo in the sky is the culprit.

　　 "So this time I am a bystander of the story, or am I a member of a madman and a fool?"

　　 Jenkins resisted the discomfort of the black aura around him and turned and looked around. Only the end can describe the scene around him. Everything was ruined, and the ruins of the battlefield in front of him were undoubtedly the ruins of the ancient city he saw when he rescued the halfling fortuneteller.

　　 If this place can be restored, it is probably the origin of Blacktown. As the last story of "Black Town Secrets", here will guide Jenkins to discover the original truth of the town.

Chapter 1501 The first thousand four hundred and seventy-eight

　　 I wanted to follow the sound I just heard to find the survivors. Just when Jenkins was about to turn around, a man crawled out of the pile of corpses next to him and staggered towards him. This man is a human, at least from the outside, he is a little older than Jenkins, probably around 30 years old, because of the fierce battle, there are wounds all over his body, his face is covered with dust, and one of them has not healed. The scar was pulled from behind the right ear to the cheek.

"I failed."

　　 The man said so, walked up to Jenkins and fell to the ground, trying to get up but couldn't do it.

"I failed."

　　 He repeated, grabbing Jenkins's trousers:

　　 "This era is over, I failed, nothing can be stopped."

　　 Sobbed as he said, Jenkins has never seen any man cry so miserably.

　　 "If you are willing to explain what happened, I think our conversation will become more interesting."

　　 Jenkins tried to support him, but the man refused Jenkins. Jenkins couldn't heal him either. The injury he suffered could not be healed simply by supplementing his vitality. This man probably won't live for more than half an hour.

"I failed, I defeated all the other candidates, but I failed to complete the final mission. I shouldn't be so greedy. If everyone could talk and work together to solve this disaster, things would not turn out like this. Up."

　　 "So what is going on?"

　　 Jenkins just probably understood that the man in front of him was a savior in the ancient era, but unfortunately he failed to save the world.

"The ancient customs of worshipping the moon and the unbalanced desire have accumulated too many sins. The moon that hung above our heads from the very beginning has been dyed black by sins. Although I prevented the birth of the beast of calamity , But can’t stop the final doomsday, I failed, I’m sorry for this world..."

　　 At the end of the era, there will be a beast of disaster, and at the same time a final disaster will occur. These are two completely different things, but they both cause the collapse of the material world, and they may combine to threaten the world. Obviously, the arrival of the doomsday has not been effectively prevented. Jenkins does not know how to comfort the person in front of him. He guessed that the other person is the "madman" in the story.

　　 "So I am a fool? But where am I?"

　　 He thought in his mind, seeing that the other party was unwilling to stand up, he glanced at the dirty ground disgustingly, and then carefully sat next to him.

　　 "I don't know if you can believe it. Actually, I am not from this era. I came here to say something to you."

　　 His intention was to let him face the calamity beast that was born in Blacktown, but the last story didn't mention this at all. It was just describing the dialogue between the lunatic and the fool.

　　 "You come from the future, well, tell me, is the world destroyed?"

　　 the dying man asked.

　　 "You may have some misunderstandings. The arrival of the doomsday is only to destroy this era. When everything is over, the intelligent creatures of the next era of material world will continue to live in the context of civilization and wait for the arrival of another doomsday."

　　 "That's good, if the world is truly destroyed because of me, I won't be peaceful when I die."

　　 He was crying on the ground, and Jenkins couldn't bear it.

　　 "Actually, I am also a candidate for savior, but not from this era. Maybe you can give me some suggestions."

　　 Jenkins said, reaching out to take some rainwater from the sky, and found that it was mixed with black ashes. The temperature is dropping rapidly, and the air has become thinner. The black halo in the sky that has been transformed by the original moon, while bringing disasters, is also absorbing everything that provides survival for life.

　　 This world is about to end, completely over. Jenkins is very curious about how he will be reborn in the next era.

"If you are a savior, remember that those competitors are also companions. Even if the great cause can only be accomplished by one person, one person has limits after all. We are the savior, but we are still mortals all the time, and the ultimate disaster Uh, it's terrible..."

　　 Even if he is immortal, this person is completely ruined. Jenkins didn't know what he had gone through, but apparently he had no fighting spirit now, and there was only one body left.

　　 "How easily did you believe that I came from the future?"

　　 "Why don't I believe it? Everything is over, lies, truth, meaningless."

　　 He sighed and buried his face in the black mud, his breath gradually weakened.