The scorching texture spread along the quartz glass to Xiziyue. Suddenly, she was already in a bizarre world.

This is like a planet before the birth of civilization. On the wild land, the charred black land is full of magma tributaries, like the exposed blood vessels of the earth.

The magma on the surface is like lush trees, gathering together, and all the power comes from the volcano at the end of the earth. A bloody iridescent light rose from the top of the volcano to the sky, like a sharp sword piercing the sky from the earth.

"It is where I was born and my throne." Someone said softly behind Xiziyue.

She turned her head and found...a boy in a plain white robe standing behind her, with golden patterns reflected in her eyes.

Xiziyue was stunned.

Among her friends list, it seems that Lu Mingze is the only one who can enter her profile field.

However, the boy in front of him was not Lu Mingze.

King of Bronze and Fire, Constantine.

Xiziyue widened her eyes.

It was indeed Constantine, the boy who was kneeling in a container of mercury, who was as sacred as a martyr, who woke up.

"You... aren't dead?" Xiziyue always felt that it was not good for her to ask, but she did not feel the majesty of the living from this boy.

"Die, I'm really dead. What you see now is the spirit I left behind in the end. It is fixed and unconscious and cannot answer any of your questions... I originally wanted to use it to say to my brother.

Sadly, my brother died, the real death.” Constantine's expression flashed with gloom.

His mourning enveloped the world like a vacuum, and a sour black rain fell.

"What you see now is what I was born, I can't remember how many years it happened, only a long, long time," Constantine said.

It is as dark as the night, and there is thick mist everywhere, but the rainbow light that runs through the sky and the earth illuminates the space.

Nishikozuki is almost surrounded by hot springs, which exudes a strong scent of sulfur, reminding her of Kurosawa's "Dream", which is called ghost crying, a gloomy and desolate world of hell.

The soil here is not really soil, but metal-like rock.

That volcano is not a real volcano, but... a huge pyramid standing tall, with gurgling scenery magma gushing out from the top.

These black metals are the magma that has solidified on the tower for tens of millions of years, like honeycombs, and no boiling spring is the eye of the honeycomb.

This is a temple of fire and metal! The throne of the King of Bronze and Fire is also the cradle of its birth!

"Look, I'm about to appear." Constantine looked at the distance calmly.

A violent eruption was encountered at the top of the pyramid, and a cross-shaped pillar soared into the sky. There was never a vigorous volcanic eruption in the history of mankind, like a burly giant beating an iron hammer deep in the ground.

, Thousands of angels sang ethereal chants for it.

A sharp red claw stretched out from the top of the pyramid and grabbed at the edge of its top. The shrill and majestic whistle and majestic whistle and bustle pierced the clouds in hundreds of miles.

Two red dragons scrambled to climb out of the pyramid, and the mark of rebirth flowed on them. It was the supreme tantra of Tantric Buddhism, symbolizing the endless power of flames and the control of metals. They have been

Destined to be extremely noble.

"My name is Constantine. I went to the top of the mountain of flames, and then melted the bronze ocean, and cast the name of God." Constantine murmured softly.

“It is the scriptures that have been written on me.”

"Written by the Black King and Niedhog?" asked Nishiziyue.

"That's right, it was carved by my father, the noble Dragon Emperor, and His Majesty Needhog himself, representing the power it gave me." Constantine nodded.

This miraculous birth ceremony continued, and Xiziyue suddenly looked at everything in front of her.

This is a scene between religion and science fiction. It is not only the birth of a great life, the beginning of a vast civilization, but also the gods and demons break free from the ancient seal and return to the world.

Xiziyue suddenly understood some secrets.

The four monarchs at the top of the Dragon Clan actually have a birthplace. The Black King did not create them out of thin air, but also needed materials and forging furnaces.

The birthplace of the King of Bronze and Fire is this pyramid, which must exist in some corner of the world, or in the Nibelon root.

The so-called thrones are also the cradle of life for them.

"It's time to the next place," Constantine said.

The world began to collapse and was constantly splicing and reorganizing.

The burning breath penetrated Xiziyue's nose and the heat hit her skin.

This is an ancient Chinese palace with exquisite mechanisms all over the room. The wooden doors and windows are carved with vermilion birds and vines. Vermilion red fires are flying outside the window, and the outline of the human figure is printed on the paper window like a shadow puppet.

The child said in a panic tone: "Brother, there are many people outside."

Another young male voice replied: "Maybe he will die, right? But I'm with you, so don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid, but why don't I eat me? If I eat me, no one can stop my brother."

"You are very good food, but that's too lonely. After so many years, you are the only one with me."

"What is the real death like? Do you feel like you are sealed in a black box, you are pitch black, with no light at all, and you will never touch anything no matter how you reach out..."

Said again.

Xiziyue looked at the scene in front of her silently, as if she was traveling back to the ancient soul.

That child was Constantine, and the person he talked to was his brother, Norton.

This scene happened more than two thousand years ago, in Baidi City, Sichuan, China.

In the secret history textbook of the Secret Party, this period of history is called the Fall of the White Emperor, and the ancient mixed-race families launched a battle of attacks on the King of Bronze and Fire.

But Xi Ziyue’s perspective at this moment is not on the human side, but on the dragon side.

Through the profile of the keel cross, she entered Constantine's perspective, and the sky was filled with flame-like emotions.

The sadness... parting... is like the moment of the country's demise, the monarch burned the palace with a fire, sat on the throne and waited for the fire to engulf everything.

"We will never really die, just sleep forever. Before I can swallow the world, it is better to sleep peacefully than to travel alone." Norton said, a handsome young man with an ancient and western style between his eyebrows and eyes.

The name is out of place.

He continued: "We will wake up. The so-called fate of the abandoned tribe is to travel through the wasteland, raise the battle flag, and return to our hometown again."

I've vaguely heard similar sentences...

The gods are destined to die, and there will be a new life under the ice and fire.

But what is the abandoned clan? Is it the dragon clan?

If the dragon clan is considered an abandoned clan, then are humans the super abandoned clan among the abandoned clans?

"Will my brother eat me on the day the battle flag is raised?" Xiziyue looked at the other person from the perspective of a child, and her clear eyes were flashing with expectations.

"Yes, then you will be with me and rule the world!" Norton nodded slightly, proud and majestic.

The fire outside became even more intense. The cavalry rode their horses and swung their swords and broke through the city gate. Thousands of arrows fell from the clouds. They all had the effect of a heavenly wolf, and the plaque of "White Emperor" was burning.

When falling to the ground, blue flames embrace each other with red flames.

"It's time for me, it's time for me to leave." The child stood up and pushed open the door.

"Goodbye, be careful, humans cannot believe it." Norton instructed.

The war had reached its peak, because a boy in white clothes walked out of the magnificent hall. He was clearly so weak, but he looked at everyone calmly and angrily like a majestic monarch.

"Zhulong, I released Zhulong. I am tired and want to end all this." said Constantine, who was beside Xiziyue.

Serial number 114, World-Destroying Speech Spirit, Zhulong, has begun.

The world began to catch fire, and in the literal sense, the magma of the earth was boiling, and the pillar of fire broke through the ground, like the other side of the shore rising into the sky.

The picture ended in a brilliant light like fireworks. When the vision became clear again, it had become scorched earth in a radius of thousands of miles.

The boy with a bronze body sat upright on the ground, watching the dawn of the next day.

After a long silence.

"Why do you want to show me these things?" Xiziyue asked with lingering fear.

"I don't plan to show you anything. You found these pictures yourself. I can't do anything." Constantine shook her head.

This is indeed in line with her profile process. The result of the profile is like a lottery. What picture is drawn is what picture? Only when the profile reaches the most perfection can she finish her life.

I think she doesn’t resonate with the Dragon King in front of her, and it’s lucky to be able to write something out.

But the strange thing is that...she can talk to the spiritual entity that the other party has left behind.

She may be able to talk to any Dragon King-level existence in this way.

"Come here, I have something for you," said Constantine.

"Is there something?" Xiziyue was stunned.

Lu Mingze has done the same thing. Could it be that nowadays, as long as he is a handsome man, he is keen on paying benefits?

Xiziyue got up.

Constantine stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiziyue's head. Her shoulders trembled.

"No, I can't give you a candle dragon, because you don't have a dragon body." Constantine said.

Xiziyue shook again.

This... is a bit big! Zhulong comes up, who can stand it!

As a world-destroying spirit with a serial number of up to 114, it has far gone from the scope that humans can master. If you take a step back, even if there are really super freak mixed-race species who master this spirit, you will not be able to release it.

Unless you have a dragon body, you can withstand the backlash of the Speech Spirit, otherwise this is a one-time self-destruction skill.

"Then I have to give you this." Constantine stretched out her hand again.

The power was like rolling magma, and the flames flying like dragons and snakes appeared in Xiziyue's eyes.

"Three revocations of privileges can be revoked, and all the words related to the fire element can be revoked." Constantine said.

This power also appeared in Xiziyue's mind in the form of a dragon text. Its specific appearance was three sleeping snakes, and their skin was pale red, like scales peeled from Constantine.

The three revocations of the Word Spirit related to the fire element sound weak, but the power symbolized behind it is huge.

She used it to cancel the very weak fire spirit three times, such as the quenching of serial number 22. This is the lowest-level fire spirit, which is not mainly used for attack, but for a certain step in alchemy.

But on the one hand, she can also use it to cancel three very powerful fire-type spoken spirits, such as Jun Yan, and Tianlang, which also has half of the fire-type components.

This is a power that belongs to the King of Bronze and Fire, which can be regarded as authority or conceptual weapon.

"Can you use it to cancel Zhulong?" Xiziyue asked.

This question is a bit redundant. Constantine and Norton, who are qualified to release this spirit, are both dead. From this perspective, the candle dragon can be called the extinct spirit.

But...Xiziyue was not sure about some things, maybe this matter was really outrageous.

"This question is not within the scope of my pre-specified answer." Constantine shook his head. After all, he was just a fixed consciousness, like the code written by a programmer...

Thinking of this, Norma's face appeared in Xiziyue's mind.

If you insist on saying it, Norma is also a mystery. As an artificial intelligence, her power is too powerful and she is simply ahead of the world for many years.

Is she really just a simple technological creation?

If the fixed consciousness left by Constantine is a program, it is very likely that Norma’s working principle will be similar to it.

Stop, stop thinking about it anymore. There are so many mysteries here that she has to queue up to get a lottery.

"Does I want me to do something?" Xiziyue asked.

She was a little flattered.

If this is a free gift, she can only doubt whether her head is under the halo of her daughter and is shining with the halo. Regardless of the race, she treats her as her biological daughter.

Constantine shook her head: "This is something you found yourself, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to give it to you this mere human."

After saying that, he turned around and left, heading into the darkness.

Profile ends.

Xiziyue suddenly opened her eyes, and her cold sweat soaked in her body, and her underwear became more and more sticky.

In the profile state, her emotions will be very weak, but when she returns to reality, all the pictures and memories will become clear, turning into scenes of the red lotus and iron thorns that hit her.

The birth of the King of Bronze and Fire.

The explosion of the candle dragon.

Revoke the privileges of the Word Spirit.

It seems that she suddenly experienced a whole season of stories, with an amazing amount of information, which took a long time to digest and deduce.

But...this information still has nothing to do with solving the mystery of Lu Mingfei.

Xiziyue raised her head and re-examined the keel cross in the quartz glass, always feeling that the other person would open his eyes the next moment.

At this time, Xiziyue noticed that several key bones on the other party's spine were fading, as if their strength had been drained.

There were exactly three bones, corresponding to her three revocations of privileges.

Xiziyue slowly covered her forehead with her hands, tugged her forehead upwards, revealing her wide-open eyes.

She... gained the power in the keel, using profiled methods.

Chris also said that at that time, the ice cellar theft after Maya's doomsday, several key bones disappeared from Constantine's back, which happened to be this part.

The clues...weaved amazingly and cleverly.

Although Xiziyue couldn't think of how to use this clue for a while, she did smell the connection.

Could it be that the other party also has profiling skills?

Probably not.

After Xiziyue’s profile, the bones only faded and did not fall off. If you don’t walk in and look at them, you will not be able to find that their color has fallen off.

The stolen bones before were actually missing a few pieces, and the wind was leaking like falling front teeth, which was clear at a glance.

Compared with Xiziyue, this thief's method of committing crimes is very simple and crude, so naturally there is no such bug-like tool for committing crimes.

By the way, my behavior cannot be called stealing the power of the keel, right? After all, this was personally given to Constantine.

"Xiziyue!" Charlotte's voice came from afar.

"No, I did nothing." Xiziyue subconsciously raised the Gaul military salute, a little guilty.

"What?" Charlotte was puzzled.

"No, nothing, what's wrong?" Xiziyue immediately regained her cold face, and no one could tell that she was feeling angry just now.

"I suddenly discovered that there was a fifth floor here," said Charlotte. "The entrance is very hidden and gloomy. Maybe we will find things like hidden maps."

Xiziyue was stunned.

The most expensive keel cross is stored on the fourth floor, which should be the last floor.
Chapter completed!