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Bass finally woke up from the strange intimidation and the shadow of death, took a deep breath and stood up straight. This was undoubtedly a difficult test and experience for him.

But at this moment it seems that he has not completely broken through, which can be seen from his eyes and actions.

He held the bright mirror shield tightly in his hand and refused to let go.

He walked to the side of the ship, put his other hand on the side of the ship, and looked at the messy sea.

Then he closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look directly.

There is now only one of the four ships left. Most of the warriors he brought from the kingdom were buried in the sea, and the kingdom's important inherited treasure, the Black Iron Seal Scale, was also lost. He simply didn't know how to face the city's citizens and His own father.

Think of the image of his father handing two treasures to his hands when he set out, and the look in his eyes looking at him expectantly.

Bass was high-spirited at that time and thought he was fully prepared.

He got information and clues from some survivors about a monster that had a fixed location and would not move or escape at will. He thought he had figured out all the details of the monster called the evil beast, and prepared a plan. Thoughtful preparation and planning.

He was grateful for his luck.

Thinking.

As long as you follow the plan, you can easily return, accept everyone's cheers, and become a hero against weirdness.

But looking back at it now, all his confidence turned into a joke.

He was not really prepared to confront Weird head-on. He only had blind confidence and luck. He just wanted to take advantage of Weird's weakness, but did not really think about confronting Weird head-on, let alone confront Weird. The idea of ​​an existence fighting to the death.

And how ridiculous it is to have such an idea in the face of such a terrifying existence and group.

Therefore, once a real crisis or accident comes, his true colors will be revealed.

Facing the messy sea, watching the broken objects and corpses float away little by little and sink completely, Bass's high spirits and ambitions waned little by little.

He turned around and spoke to the others behind him.

"Listen to my order and return!"

As soon as this sentence came out, someone immediately shouted: "You can't go back."

A warrior carrying a wooden shield came out, looked at Bass and said: "We are warriors who came out to challenge the weird, how can we just go back?"

A man rushed to Bass: "That's right, Your Highness, we just went back like this before we even arrived at our destination. How is this allowed?"

Even a common sailor said: "Everyone will laugh at us."

Bas looked at the warriors and told them the current situation.

"We now only have one boat with less than half of the people left, including our experienced lookouts and pilots. Can we really cross this sea and reach our destination?"

"And even if we arrive at our destination without the Black Iron Seal Scale, we will no longer be able to seal that weird thing."

"Now the past would have been a waste of all lives."

Everyone stopped talking but no one moved. It wasn't until Bass gave the order again for the last ship to return that they scattered sparsely and began to carry out the order.

Afterwards, Bass came to Helfas cautiously. Even though he was a prince, his so-called identity became an understatement when facing an existence like a dragon.

In the eyes of the other party, he might just be the son of a small leader on a deserted island.

"Sir, thank you for your help."

"If you have any instructions, please feel free to arrange them. We will definitely find a way to help you complete them."

Helfas: "I'm going to find a place with people first and then take a rest."

Helfas's current purpose is to confirm his current location and then find the direction and road to the land of the full moon.

Bass: "Then, sir, please go back with us."

Helfas looked at Bath: "I heard them say you are a prince?"

The language these people speak is very similar to the language of the Land of the Full Moon, except for some different tones and some new words that appear from time to time.

For example, the pronunciation of the word "prince", in fact, Herfas didn't know what it meant just by hearing the word, but when he didn't understand, he used his psychic ability to read the mind and understood the meaning of the word.

Bass immediately introduced himself: "I come from Basset Island, one of the Blue Sea Islands countries, and I am the son of the king of the island."

In fact, when I saw Bass taking out the sealed artifact and heard what they said.

Helfas had a bad feeling.

But now that he heard that the other party was a prince of a kingdom, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"Do you know the land of the full moon?"

Bass opened his eyes wide, as if he was surprised by Helfas's statement.

"The land of the full moon?"

"You should be talking about the Full Moon Kingdom, right?"

"Of course I know, it's the oldest country on the continent."

Bass smiled, but also felt a little strange: "The Land of the Full Moon, no one should use such an ancient name now, right?"

Helfas was surprised: "Full Moon...Kingdom?"

He vaguely understood something.

No wonder someone has established a kingdom on such a remote island. No wonder these people are full of civilization.

No wonder the words spoken by these people are so similar to the land of the full moon, with most of the syllables overlapping.

But now, everything becomes clear.

Helfas: "Do you know the Black Iron Tribe or the Black Iron City?"

Bass was even more surprised: "Who doesn't know about Black Iron City, the first sacred sanctuary city built by the Black Iron Dragon King, and the origin of civilization."

Helfas felt even more confused after hearing this: "Black Iron Dragon King."

Suddenly he understood something and asked: "Helfas?"

When he asked this question, there was speculation and surprise in his voice.

He guessed the answer, but the answer was too bizarre.

But at this moment, Bass frowned.

He looked at Helfas and questioned a little: "How can you call the Black Iron Dragon King's honorable name like this? That is your Dragon King and the first ancient king."

Helfas did not dwell on this issue and simply asked: "How long ago was that?"

Bass couldn't remember either: "That was hundreds of years ago."

He thought for a while and barely judged a time.

"It should be more than eight or nine hundred years ago, right?"

Helfas fell completely silent.

Although he didn't speak, he couldn't calm down inside.

Two days later.

After the ship arrived at the sea area where dragon people often move and are familiar with, it became much smoother, and their sailing speed also became much faster.

Finally, traces of an island appeared in the distance. From a distance, there was first a line, followed by a long and horizontal coast.

You can even see the breadfruit farmland on the island in the distance, but it's not the harvest season and it looks a little sparse.

The people on the boat were happy to dock and return home, but they also felt a little downcast.

Maybe he felt that it was too shameless to come back and meet people like this.

"came back."

"Yeah, I'm back."

"Coming back like this is really..."

Helfas also boarded the deck and looked at the islands in the distance with a look of anticipation and confusion on his face.

Bas followed him: "Lord Helfas, do you want to come to the palace as a guest?"

"I'm going to take a walk around the island before heading to the land of the full moon," Helfas said.

"Hmm... let's go to the Full Moon Kingdom!"

"The docks have a few boats going to land every month, so you can go there and ask," Bass told Helfas.

At this point, Bass's voice suddenly changed: "I forgot that you have the ability to fly and can go anywhere freely without a boat."

He suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was a dragon.

Helfas did not explain this misunderstanding. Compared with this misunderstanding, his own existence and secret can be said to be more bizarre and unbelievable.

In contrast, it is easier to make them misunderstand.

Helfas was preparing to leave before the ship reached the dock.

at this time.

Prince Bath said to Helfas again.

"If you need anything, you can come to us or my father."

"Basei Island will always welcome the dependents of the Black Iron Dragon King."

Helfas nodded and controlled the airflow to sweep in.

It seemed that Helfas was looking down on him because of his absent-mindedness.

At this time, Bass suddenly asked him: "Do you also think that I should not give up, that I am a coward?"

His voice was a little louder: "But what can I do? Even though I know it's impossible, I can't let everyone accompany me to die, right?"

Helfas stopped and turned to look at Bas.

"Do you remember what I said to you?"

“The more hesitant and weird you are, the less likely you are to overcome them.”

"A person who is full of confidence may not be able to defeat the weird. He may just be a fool who dies at the mouth of the weird. But when you face the weird with hesitation and hesitation, you will definitely lose."

"Because what you are facing is not only weird power, but also weird madness. This is a struggle between will and madness. If your will cannot override the weirdness, you are doomed to fail."

Helfas looked at Bas and said very seriously.

"I don't think you are cowardly. I also think your final giving up was very wise. I just think you are not ready to fight against weirdness."

"Bass, do you think this is a parade to show off your strength?"

Helfas did not comfort him at all, but directly broke his previous thoughts and told him.

"If you are an ordinary person, you can do anything, but when you decide to take the path of fighting against monsters and seizing their power, you must be prepared to dance with death and madness."

"It's even possible that death is a good ending."

Finally, he said.

"There's no shame in giving up when you're afraid. Wait until you're really ready before starting."

Bass looked at Helfas, his face turned red and he felt extremely ashamed.

The other party's plain words seemed to drown him like a violent storm, making him feel extremely small for an instant.

What is he trying to justify.

But nothing could be said.

Looking at those black pupils, he saw his incomparable desire to win and show off his prowess, the strange fears he faced, and his own blindness and luck.

No matter how hard he tried to hide it under those eyes, all the weakness and pretense in his heart had nowhere to hide.

Finally, he whispered.

"Yes, I'm scared. I don't have the courage to face the weirdness."

"It seems that I am not suitable to be a king."

Helfas turned and left without saying anything else.

When a person truly faces his inner weaknesses and fears, no outsider can help him cross these thresholds.

Some people can move forward and become stronger, and some people stop there.

He turned into a gust of wind.

Soaring into the sky, chasing the clouds.

The sun was so dazzling that it could blind one's eyes. The higher the altitude, the colder it became, making it difficult to breathe, but Helfas felt extremely relaxed.

He longed to fly, and this feeling of being unrestrained and controlling the wind made him feel free.

He looked at the ocean and the world under his feet, and suddenly he understood why the dragon was so aloof and arrogant.

Controlling the wind, traveling alone through the sea of ​​clouds, everything is at your feet.

He thought he was the master of the sky and the earth.

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Basset Island.

Helfas pulled up the soft and wide hood of his cloak to cover his particularly eye-catching hair color.

He walked through the pier and could see many ships parked on the pier with various flags.

This should be an important port in the Blue Sea Islands, connecting the archipelago country and the mainland, and even a supply point for routes further away.

Helfas paid attention to the clothes they were wearing on the dock. It was obvious that most of their clothes were not made of wool woven from Velvet Dragon beasts, but items that should have been produced by some kind of weird power. It is a sealed object.

It seems that over the years, the demon hunters have created another type of sealed object that can be copied and used to make clothes or raw materials.

Many of the goods carried by the crew were made of this kind of fabric.

He watched the crew unload the cargo and found pottery among them, as well as a variety of iron and bronze wares, and even a small amount of silverware and even objects made of gold.

The weapons in their hands are made of iron, but they are not black iron.

Arriving at an uninhabited area of ​​the pier, Helfas whipped up a strong wind.

"call!"

He took to the sky again.

At this time, there were also sounds from the pier, and someone saw a ship coming from a distance.

People on the pier gathered together, looking into the distance.

"Look, another ship is coming."

"It seems to be our ship?"

"It's Prince Bas. Prince Bas is back."

"Why is there only one boat?"

Helfas looked at the island from above.

He could see the farmers working in the oil bread farmland, and there were agricultural officers wearing farmer's hats patrolling the fields, judging and confirming the growth of the farmland and this year's harvest.

After walking around the island, he basically understood the basic situation of the island.

This is an island with tens of thousands of people. There is only one city on the island, and there are dozens of villages, large and small. Some villages have one or two pieces of farmland, and some rely on fishing for a living.

The food on the island mainly comes from these two.

Helfas also saw that there were smelting workshops on the island, but their smelting technology could only reach the level of smelting bronzes. They were basically supplied to the country for its own use, and the raw materials were basically obtained through trade.

The people on the island are not considered wealthy, but in recent years they have been living quite well relying on the port and this mature shipping route.

He landed and started walking towards the city.

The city is backed by a mountain, built on the mountain and has a city wall. As soon as he approached the city, he felt a magical power shrouding him.

Helfas noticed that the power of the sealed object on his body was severely weakened, and this feeling felt very familiar to him.

"The power of the temple?"

But he immediately shook his head.

"It is far from the power of the temple, but it is indeed very similar."

Helfas somewhat understood why these people were able to build a city here. Such a large gathering of people did not attract a large number of weird things. It was because this power concealed and suppressed the human aura, and at the same time it also deterred those weird intruders. .

As soon as Helfas passed through the city gate, the world became noisy.

Well-dressed vendors, barefoot pedestrians holding pottery, pot-bellied officials, and soldiers holding weapons, each one of them made Herfas unable to help but look at them.

Men and women here are very keen on dressing up, and even ordinary people will get a necklace or headdress.

The structure of the houses in the city is very primitive. The foundations of the walls are made of stones, clay is fixed between the stones, the walls are made of unbaked bricks, and the window frames and door frames are made of wood.

Helfas walked along the street and finally came to the end.

Four grottoes carved out of the mountain appeared in front of them. Each grotto contained a statue. The statue was human-shaped, but the relief in the grotto behind it had a ferocious dragon appearance, which seemed to illustrate their two identities.

The fluctuation that suppressed the strange power like a mountain finally found its source. It was only a few dozen meters away from Helfas, and it was one of the statues.

When the crowd arrived, it became crowded.

Many people come here to worship the four grottoes and statues. People believe that it is these four statues and the great ancient existence that protect them and prevent those weirdos from attacking here.

Helfas was pushed forward by the crowd and the tide, and little by little he came to the grotto statue.

Among the four stone statues, the first three stone statues also have names, and Helfas is very familiar with them.

"Silver Dragon King Bahabali." He saw a tall and thin young man carrying a long sword and a short sword. The short sword on the other person's waist was once given to him by Helfas.

"Bronze Dragon King Saren." He looked at the strong man with a beard as steady as a mountain, and involuntarily pictured him riding a dragon beast on the back of a peak, loaded with goods, waving to him.

Finally, Helfas stood before the statue in the first grotto on the left.

He held his head high and whispered the name that the statue represented.

"Black Iron Dragon King Helfas. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

That was clearly himself.

The oldest king with an iron mask, the first king to confront and seal weirdness, the "Black Iron Dragon King" who built the first city.

Suddenly, a gust of sea breeze blew from afar.

Sweeping over the islands, blowing through the streets.

He stood under his statue wearing a cloak that controlled the wind. For a moment, he felt the power of time and years rushing towards his face, crushing his past into pieces.

The wind was soft and silent, and he thought he could control it, but the wind took everything away from him silently.

He wanted to return to the full moon place he was familiar with, and wanted to find the people or things he once had.

but.

Everything has already gone with the wind. (End of chapter)

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