Chapter 12: The Past of the Dragon Clan
Outdoor, the snow is spread on the roof terrace with a layer of fine and soft white frost.
Xiziyue thought this guy would prepare a luxurious dining table with a storied French meal, but what appeared in front of her was a simple dining cloth sitting on the ground, with a packed box with a strong street stall smelling.
, the only thing that can be called luxury is a bottle of red wine without a label.
"Is this what you mean by midnight snack?" Xiziyue's eyes twitched, and her expectation was a bit strange.
"Okay, it's not easy to get these things. This place is closed early. I finally found a nightclub club that is open. Let's eat while it's hot. Fresh grilled squid skewers and lobsters, and the most authentic local ones.
Rum.” Lu Mingze unscrewed the bottle and a scent of wine floated out.
"Is this what you bought in this city?" Xiziyue sat down on the small dining cloth, and there was a small stove next to her. This was probably Lu Mingze's work.
"Of course, this is inside Leviathan. At this moment, this big whale is swimming in a corner of the Atlantic Ocean. If I don't buy late-night snacks locally, I can only catch a few deep-sea fish nearby to make my appetizer...
..But deep-sea fish, you know that since you don’t have to worry about seeing light, your appearance often looks very casual and you don’t have the appetite to look at.”
"Atlantic?"
"Yes, under the power of Guixu, it rushed out of the Nibelung root and also the encirclement net set up by the Secret Party in the Arctic Circle. Swimming on this blue planet, everyone in the world is right
This headache is endless.”
"It sounds like the situation outside is bad. The secret of the dragon clan has been exposed?" Xiziyue was worried, and her expression looked very unpleasant.
But the body has honestly surrendered to the temptation of the scent of barbecue, holding the skewers in his hand and gnawing on them.
"It's really bad, but now you just need to care about how to kill Lilith and launch a righteous backstab on Yemenggard at a critical moment." Lu Mingze was so righteous.
"Okay, the opening chat ends here, let's start telling the story you prepared." Nishiziyue was straightforward.
"The beginning of the story is just like the picture you see in the church. On the island called Avalon, creatures named dragons were born, and once they reproduced brilliant civilizations and kingdoms, but soon they touched them.
The edge of the world can no longer expand." Lu Mingze described it briefly.
"So they turned to internal strife?" Xiziyue guessed.
"That's right, in order to compete for limited survival resources, the dragon clan had to start a vigorous civil war. This bloody and cruel history lasted for thousands of years. In order to end this history, a genius needed to stand up and lead the clan toward the light."
"You?" Xiziyue glanced at the other party.
"Oh, I hate it, sister, I suddenly praise her as a genius, and she will be shy!"
Xiziyue silently raised the wine bottle and interrupted the man's cuteness.
"Anyway, as the leader of the tribe, I successfully completed this feat, opened up the channels between Nibelung root and the real world, and allowed the dragon clan to descend on this planet... and descended in the posture of a god."
Lu Mingze spoke at the end and made a verbal pronunciation.
Xiziyue couldn't help but straighten her back, looking very respectful.
She suddenly realized that the person who was talking to her was not a dead child, but a supreme person.
If Niedhog is the oldest emperor in the world, then Lu Mingze... is probably the oldest god.
"There are elements that come to the world with the dragon clan. A large number of elements are transferred from the inside to the outside of the Nibelon root. They have made quite benign contact with the real world. The density of elements has not become larger and thinner, but has filled the entire world.
, This is also the most powerful weapon that the dragon clan controls the world."
"Similarly, when the elements in the Nibelon root flow into the world, the sunshine, air, and vitality of the world are also flowing backward into the Nibelon root, and countless animals and plants."
That day is worth remembering forever for the dragon clan. In the gray, almost never-seeing sunlight, they saw the first time that there was light flashing at the exit, and the unprecedented fresh air, light and heat were coming from that
Places surged out.
In this vast world, the dragon clan was shocked by the vast starry sky for the first time and felt the bathing of the sun for the first time. It was as if people who lived underground all year round came to the ground for the first time and understood the truth of life.
"Soon after, they betrayed."
Lu Mingze's voice suddenly stopped here, leaving only a look of no temperature, with lead-gray battle clouds surging inside.
The grandeur of that war was self-evident. The enemy's army swept from the end of the world, covering mountains and rivers and oceans, destroying and shaking up all the mountains and cities along the way, and reaching the front of the throne of God.
The holy city floating in the air was dragged to the earth by a group of dragons with iron chains. The forests and mountains that stretched for thousands of miles were burned into scorched earth. After everything was over, the cold winter fell on the earth, freezing all traces of civilization.
In the eternal glacier.
That city was like spring all year round.
"Why do they...betray you?" Xiziyue spoke carefully.
"The reason is very simple, because I am a monster." Lu Mingze smiled meaningfully.
"monster?"
"Have you read the novel "Frankenstein"?" Lu Mingze said.
"See, Frankenstein."
"In this novel, a mad scientist named Frankenstein created a monster with a huge power, amazing IQ, but particularly twisted, exuding a smell of decay and death by pieced together the corpse dug out of the grave.
....I was also made like this...being the Presbyterian Church."
Suppressing the tremor in his heart, Xiziyue continued to ask: "What is the Presbyterian Church?"
"The oldest leader in the dragon clan, similar to the Roman Senate, was led by the group of old men with the most prestigious and outstanding military achievements among the ancient dragon clan. The specific seats are not fixed, because there are always new kings coming up, and there are always old kings.
Being overthrown, violent blood has been flowing in their bodies since the birth of the dragon clan."
"What's going on with manufacturing?"
"In the bloody war years in the world of Nibelungan, the elders realized that there was a leader who had to lead them out of their predicament, so they launched a dark plan, specifically the creation of gods."
Xiziyue was shocked. Can something like a god really be created?
And even if it is really created, can that kind of thing be called a god?
"That is a very dark and mysterious technology. The specific operation is simple and crude... Just piece together the corpse, just like Frankenstein." Lu Mingze still smiled...
Xiziyue saw a shallow sadness and hatred from it.
"It's still the small island of Avalon. The island is buried with all the heroes of the Dragon Clan from ancient times to the present. With this excellent inventory of materials, coupled with the dark technology of the Presbyterian Church... I was born
Now.”
Lu Mingze stood up with a chorus, sat on the mast of the terrace, and looked at the snowy night.
"Sister, guess how ugly I was at the beginning?" Lu Mingze's smile became even stronger, so far away that people could smell the smell of blood.
This question made Xiziyue's heart tremble.
"What kind of "Sayah Song"?" Nishikozu tried to say something relaxing and pleasant to ease the atmosphere... Then again, is this thing "Sayah Song" really relaxed?
"Awesome! Sister, you guessed it right!" Lu Mingze knocked his fingers.
"I have been manufactured for a long time, and I have maintained that ugly form. The Elders are also having a headache, guessing if something went wrong with their technology and whether to clear me out."
"The good news is that while I was learning alchemy and the spirit, my appearance was gradually normalizing, so I was not killed and successfully sat on the throne of the world." Lu Mingze said, "But this is still the same
It can't change the fact that I am a monster, even if I have the heart of a dragon king."
"Just because you are a monster, the Presbyterian Church wanted to get rid of you later?" Xiziyue asked.
"To be precise, it's a disobedient monster, and that's the main reason why they want to kill me."
"It's becoming more and more similar to "Frankenstein." Nishikozu sighed softly, "It's all the creators tried their best to kill the monsters he created."
"How, after knowing my true identity, do you think my personality suddenly lost a lot?"
After a long silence, Xiziyue replied: "This is not the case, I just feel that you suddenly became much more real."
Lu Mingze didn't say anything.
"This is what I think of you, hatred, loneliness and sadness. If you suddenly reveal that you were born Long Aotian and admired by thousands of people, you fell into this because of a villain framed it, and I will only feel speechless."
Xiziyue's expression was plain, and her eyes were so clear that it could reflect the white snow.
"It's great, I'm worthy of being my sister. I'm the same saying, if I were a woman, I would have fallen in love with you long ago." After the silence, Lu Mingze applauded softly.
"Sorry, please keep pushing your face and never change your sex, so as not to let me get hurt at that time." Xiziyue said lightly.
After a brief pause, she continued to ask, "And what? That's the point of your story?"
"Then it is the new era of the Dragon Clan, and the birth of the Black King. Although there is no clear evidence, I think it was born to the dark technology of the Presbyterian Church, just like me, otherwise it would not be possible to explain where its unparalleled power came from.
.”
"Is the Black King your technology upgraded version?" Xiziyue asked.
"Of course, if the technology is not updated, how dare the Presbyterian Church create a second monster like me?" Lu Mingze spread his hands.
"In other words, the Black King's power is stronger than you?"
"This is beyond my blind spot in knowledge. In other words, whether the Black King's power will be stronger than me, the key is not to me or the Black King."
"And it depends on Lu Mingfei?" Xiziyue answered.
"Sister, you answered correctly again. As long as my brother and I become one, I firmly believe that nothing in this world can block us." Lu Mingze smiled.
"Speaking of this, I didn't see any fragment of Lu Mingfei in the church," said Xiziyue.
"Then there is nothing I can do. Since you haven't even seen your sister, I can't remember it even more."
"Really?" Xiziyue was suspicious.
"Of course it's true. Since I was violently trained by my sister, my late riddle disease has been cured. Look at me now, I am so decisive when answering general questions. There are basically only two options: yes or no, and I never
Ru Mingze laughed.
Xiziyue looked at him seriously, trying to see some clues from each other's expressions.
It is still impossible to see that in this dream state, her profile cannot be enabled.
Inconsistent.
It is impossible to say when this sense of incongruity came into being, but as she understood Lu Mingze more and more, this incongruity became stronger and stronger, and she could not tell the reason.
This guy may have concealed something about Lu Mingfei.
"Let's talk about the Black King, it was created, and then what? Will he obey the elders' advice?" Xiziyue asked.
"I don't know this. I only know that after the establishment of the Black King, the Presbyterian Organization disappeared... Maybe their technology has succeeded in the reverse direction. I am stronger than me,
He is also more disobedient than me... Of course there is another possibility." Lu Mingze raised a finger, about to explain this possibility.
"The Black King is composed of the Presbyterian Church." Xiziyue answered again.
"Great, I love you more and more and more Bingxue is smarter, sister." Lu Mingze exclaimed.
This possibility is not difficult to guess. If one character suddenly disappears and another character appears immediately, it is easy to think that this is actually just the vest of the previous character.
There is no clear definite theory about what the Black King is, but according to Xiziyue's experience, the more this kind of natural place it is, the more blind spots of thinking are often hidden - the Black King may not be really just a single dragon, but it may be
A dragon-shaped super Gundam, and the entire Presbyterian church is its pilot.
But is this really the case?
Xiziyue recalled the dome painting engraved on the second floor of the Bronze City during Operation Iceland. The Black King fought against the White King in space and lowered the thirteen angry giant swords.
Although it was just a portrait, Xiziyue could indeed feel the aura emitted by the black dragon, loneliness, hatred and darkness, each of which was so strong.
Xiziyue doesn’t know whether the Black King’s power is strong or not, but just competing with negative emotions, these two can definitely be called a match for the match, and the Dragon and Phoenix Chicken.
Is a creature with such feelings really just a powerful empty shell?
Or is it that all its negative emotions come from being imprisoned, dominated and controlled by others, so why are they angry and unwilling to do so?
"What exactly is Odin?" Seeing that Lu Mingze's story was finished, Xiziyue began to ask questions.
"Well...this..." Lu Mingze showed a embarrassed expression, as if he was recalling the memory.
"I remember it very clearly. I had a clear understanding of this person, but for some reason, I forgot it thoroughly." Lu Mingze thought deeply.
"Didn't you just lose the memories related to Lu Mingfei?"
Under this setting, it is normal for Lu Mingze to not remember the past in Binghai Church. This proves that he was indeed with Lu Mingfei during that period, and it can even be said to be inseparable, but Xiziyue was unable to do so.
Discover the existence of this man.
Chapter completed!