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This year, black pen messengers began to appear one after another in the Black Iron Dragon Palace in the entire dragon world.

The so-called black pen messenger is a crystal skull inlaid on the black fountain pen that originally existed in the Dragon Palace. These black pen messengers are connected to each other and have the ability to send messages. You ask it to write a message here, and soon the other end will It can be received, and it can also transmit images, even whatever you are thinking in your heart.

And as long as you are willing, you can also pray in the Black Iron Dragon Palace to have a crystal skull embedded in your sealed object, thereby gaining communication and even some more peculiar abilities.

"What on earth is this?" Anyone who sees such a thing will be very curious.

"They really can talk." Especially since they can still talk and communicate with you.

"It's like being alive." Some people felt a little scared and frightened.

"I think this is very good. It can come in handy at critical moments." But some people are eager to try it.

In the name of transmitting messages, strange things like talking crystal skulls gradually expanded in the world of dragon people.

At this time, no one had fully noticed the power of items like crystal skulls, which were far more than just used to convey information.

However, when they began to choose to inlay this kind of crystal head on their sealed objects, they realized its convenience and power and it was difficult to give it up, especially when more and more people began to choose this kind of crystal skull. Stone skull.

This is quite in line with Helfas' methods. He can always change many things silently, rather than using the most extreme violent means.

This year.

The chief priests of the Court of Heaven in the past took the form of gods and stood in front of the Central Library. Finally, the current priest of the Court of Heaven announced to the whole world that Helfas City would leave the human world and go to the divine realm in the sky on the next new moon.

The whole city was cheering, the metal dragons, the professionals and demon hunters of the original path, and the residents who were about to become the so-called "people of the gods".

They are descendants of the old nobles from three hundred years ago, and they have also entered the city one after another over the past few hundred years. However, no matter who they are, they all claim that they are the old nobles who were forcibly moved to this city more than three hundred years ago. Bloodline is the so-called people promised by the gods, so they are qualified to go to the divine realm in the sky.

In fact, over the past three hundred years or so, even the so-called Seventy-Two Pillar Divine Disciple families who rule the human world have changed their bloodlines in countless ways during the struggle for power, and countless families have cut off their inheritance.

The original old order and rules were all reshaped. Even dragons were snatched away by other families and forces during the struggle, and became dragons of another family and force in the new reincarnation. These people and three hundred There may be a connection with the group of people from many years ago, but the connection is almost non-existent.

Also in this year, the reborn Silver Dragon returned to the Full Moon Forest.

"Bahabali!"

He didn't remember the past, but when he spread his wings and flew into the sky, when many people called out this name, he found an anchor.

"Silver Dragon King!"

"Master of Mithril."

"Welcome back."

It seems that he was a very prominent figure before, but it must have been a long, long time ago. He has traveled to many places, but only strangers.

The whole world is undergoing earth-shaking changes all the time.

especially.

It was when he stood in the jungle and witnessed with his own eyes the steel city rising into the sky.

The towering walls and sealed iron doors, the giant umbrella of clouds covering the sky, and the black iron dragon blocking out the sky and the sun.

It is leaving the earth.

Tearing away the layers of clouds in the sky, heading to the divine realm in the sky, and then being submerged in the clouds and mist again.

All the pictures of strange towns he had seen before were not as good as what he saw at this moment. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Of course there was shock, but it was also accompanied by confusion.

In the end, he just uttered one sentence.

"It's incredible."

He didn't know how he did it. He felt like he knew nothing about the world and his mind was at a loss.

At this time, several bronze dragons pulled chariots in the sky and drove past under the sea of ​​clouds, looking in the direction of the Helfas city they had just left.

The chariot stopped, and the man sitting on the chariot lowered his head and looked at him and shouted: "Bahabali, you are back."

He raised his head and asked, "Who are you?"

The other party asked: "Who do you think I am?"

Bahabali looked at the other party's appearance, and based on what he had seen and heard recently, there was only one person who could match him: "His Majesty the Bronze Dragon King!"

Salon: "Yes, I am Salon."

The other party invited him to get into the chariot and then go with him.

This was okay, but while driving, the other party said something to him.

The other party told him that he was about to step down from the position of Dragon King, and next he would take over the position of Dragon King of the High Heavens and manage the entire extraordinary world.

He thought for a while and said: "I don't think I have the ability to become the Dragon King now. I don't even know what this world is like, and how can I manage this extraordinary world."

He pointed at the city that had disappeared above the sea of ​​clouds: "For example, I can't understand what it is and how it is done."

Saleen laughed loudly: "Then come to me when you feel you are ready."

Bahabali: "Maybe I was never ready?"

Saron: "Then I will always wait for you."

Saronn put down Bahabali and left.

Everything seems too simple and strange. If you meet a person on the road and tell you that he is no longer ready to be the Dragon King, you will be the next one.

When you said you weren't up to it, he didn't say anything and just left you alone and said you were ready to go.

Although the surface is simple and loose, it makes Bahabali feel a kind of firmness.

As if to say.

This is your responsibility and you cannot escape it.

Bahabali lingered in place, not knowing where to go next.

Finally, he decided that since he knew nothing about this world, he should continue to learn about it!

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Inside the entrance pipe of the Sky Ladder.

A cold, metallic city stopped here. The power of floating had disappeared, but it did not fall.

This strange phenomenon can only appear in this kind of place.

White birds have been waiting here for a long time. They flew into the city and hung there, controlling the umbrella in the sky and protecting the city at the same time.

The sound of birds chirping down from the sky.

People in the city who had just gotten rid of their shackles and walked out of their homes heard this sound and raised their heads to look at the strange bird.

"what is that?"

"Original bird."

"It's white, how could it be a primitive bird!"

"Is it the messenger of the gods from the Sky God Realm?"

The dragon men were wearing various styles of clothes and pointing at the sky, while the birds in the sky were flying and staring at the city below. The crisp bird calls were filled with screams of surprise.

This is the first meeting between dragons and birdmen in the so-called divine realm of the sky.

Helfas blocked the city here, neither moving forward nor preparing to leave, just like an extremely bad queue.

He didn't dare to move at all. The city of Helfas was too bloated at the moment. If you let it move on the ladder in the sky, it would be like a fat man of 800 pounds accelerating to nine meters per second. , who knows what will happen.

Even if it doesn't collapse and fall apart, there will definitely be a catastrophic scene in the entire city.

He planned to park it here for this period of time, and then strengthen the city bit by bit. At the same time, he also adjusted the city according to the needs of the Ladder of the Sky and even the Kingdom of the Gods. This was also one of his original plans.

Just a few days after Helfas stabilized the city, Saronn came again.

"I met Bahabali," he said.

Helfas guessed: "He should be surprised, about this land."

Saron nodded: "More than just surprised, he said he couldn't understand this world."

Helfas smiled: "What's so strange about this? I can't understand this world either!"

Saronen said: "But because he feels that he cannot understand this world, he does not have the confidence to manage the high heavens. But you and I are about to embark on the road to becoming gods, and someone must sit here."

"And he also had to go through this process. I didn't give him any chance to refute."

Herfas: "People will be confused no matter what era they are in. When faced with various problems, they will question whether they can cope with them. They will be afraid in adversity. Those who are fearless are just stones. Where does fear come from? courage."

"The dragon people are looking forward to his return. He is the master of mithril and the dragon king of all silver dragons. He cannot escape his responsibility no matter what."

Nightlight came over at this time and asked Helfas: "Sir, how should the organization established by the weather fortune teller, that is, the center that manages the weather forecast port, be named."

Helfas: "Call it the Garden of Weather. I hope it will bring good weather to the whole world!"

Night Light left in a hurry to prepare for the establishment of the Weather Garden. This is not just a few buildings, nor is it an ordinary organizational department. This is an extremely huge system.

Saron looked at Helfas's back: "Are you still so busy to build the ideal world in your mind?"

Helfas turned around and said, "It's not all about this. I don't know why I feel scared and empty when I stop. I feel fulfilled when I'm busy."

Salon: "Are you scared too?"

Helfas: "I'm not a stone."

The two of them laughed together, and the topic seemed to return to the previous one, and the Silver Dragon King Bahabali.

But during the conversation, Helfa looked at the ladder in the sky above his head, staring at the corners of the world that he could not reach.

The more he learned, it became clear that he and Bahabali had the same idea.

He cannot understand this world.

There are too many secrets, too many powerful beings, incredible realms and powers.

The whole world was dark, and the undercurrent was rushing toward him like an overwhelming mountain.

He doesn't know whether he is a person looking for the past, a chess piece burdened with a certain fate, or a fool trapped in some kind of predicament.

He didn't dare to look, so he could only move forward.

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The Dragon Palace in Silver City.

Bahabali removed the two swords that had been placed here, a long sword and a short sword.

When holding them, a familiar feeling connected by blood immediately came up: "My sword."

The long sword is a mithril sword, powerful and gorgeous, with exquisite decoration. He hangs it on his waist.

On the other side, there was just an ordinary black iron sword. Even if it was well sealed, it was already covered in rust. The style could not be called beautiful or gorgeous, and could only be called primitive.

He raised the dagger.

The rust fell off layer by layer, revealing its original appearance.

The original words engraved on it are a little blurry, but if you read them carefully, you can still vaguely make them out.

"Promise."

That is the oldest dragon writing, because it is too complicated and inconvenient to write, so few people use it today.

It probably means things like agreement and oath. Of course, the former has a heavier meaning, at least it didn't reach the level of the latter when it was created.

The moment he said this word, he suddenly felt something.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember what it meant.

Only one sentence vaguely rang in my mind: "I will never forget anything I promised."

This sentence seems to be the best explanation of this vocabulary.

He didn't remember anything, but such a sentence was always etched in his heart, and he never dared to forget it.

He was a little concerned, so he asked someone to ask.

Although he doesn't remember anything, various stories about him have been passed down, which makes it much easier for him to search for his past, but sometimes he may not be able to completely distinguish the truth in those stories. Fake.

He stood in a dragon palace and pointed to the dagger on the waist of the silver Dragon King statue: "What is that dagger?"

Although Bahabali's iconic silver metallic hair and tall and thin figure were somewhat similar to that statue, many silver dragons were like this, and the other party didn't think about it.

The other party said: "I heard that this is the sword given to the Silver Dragon King by the Black Iron Dragon King."

Bahabali asked again: "Why did you give the Silver Dragon King this sword?"

The other party shook his head: "We don't know that."

Bahabali knew the origin of this dagger, but he didn't understand what the word meant.

"What is the agreement?"

What agreement had he made? UU Reading www. ukanshu． ｎnet Or did you make any kind of oath?

Did he ever have something he must accomplish, and did he accomplish it later?

Think about it.

More and more people care.

No matter how you look at it, he must have embarked on the path of the Dragon King holding this dagger. It may not be a powerful weapon, but it inspired him to move forward bravely.

Now holding it again, Bahabali felt a surge of power coming from his body.

"Don't forget what you promised to others."

While holding the sword, he couldn't help but repeat these words.

He and the other party learned about the current situation, the dragon path professionals, the primitive path professionals, and the city named after Helfas.

The other party said: "Black steel has the law of storing and transmitting power. Currently, there are various ways to use it, such as black steel furnaces and electric lamps. In addition, there are various abilities such as sealing techniques and black pens given by the Black King. It’s said to be extremely powerful.”

Bahabali: "What about Mithril?"

The other party said: "The Mithril Law has the characteristics of destroying vitality and is the most powerful weapon to deal with weird things. Every time the Sealed Court deals with those weird or out-of-control sealed objects, Mithril weapons are a must."

Bahabali "How many kinds of mithril weapons are there now?"

But after what the other party said, there was not much difference. Compared with the various ways of using black steel, the use of mithril was still too superficial.

Of course, this is also the reason why the Black Iron Dragon has gone further on the road to transcendence. Helfas completed the fourth-level transformation three to four hundred years ago and created a large number of dependents with the gift of blood, and the Silver Dragon has arrived It's just getting started.

Bahabali seemed to have found something to do: "I should find out how to use mithril."