Black Iron City.

In the Black Iron Dragon Palace, Mir and Hriban had just sent away a large number of unscrupulous people two days ago, but today they welcomed another uninvited guest.

A tall and straight man stood in the dragon palace, holding a golden helmet in one hand. The armor on his body was hidden under a soft and gorgeous white cloak with blue markings embroidered on it.

He has thick blond curly hair, a chiseled face, thick and straight eyebrows, a sharp chin, and a straight nose.

There is an aura of nobility and elegance all over his body, and he looks like a noble knight.

But when Mir and Hriban saw him, they immediately showed angry and suspicious expressions.

"It's you."

"How dare you come here?"

The two of them seemed to be very hostile to the person in front of them, and at the same time they were a little worried.

This person is exactly the person, or rather the dragon, who once broke into the temple and came out alive.

Judging from its appearance, this is a golden dragon. The extraordinary metal possessed by the golden dragon is called fine gold. This metal given the power of law by the third-order golden dragon, the first generation of the golden dragon king, can increase the power of life species.

Depending on the strength of the life species, the quality and quantity of fine gold are different, allowing the power of a strange or sealed object to exert half or even multiple times its ability.

The other party broke into the temple at the Gate of the Earth more than a hundred years ago in order to help his commander find the power to defeat other dragons and all demon hunters.

Yes, he is a follower and confidant of the Golden Dragon King's son, and he is extremely close to him.

This is also the reason why Mir and Hriban have worried looks in their eyes.

However, he has not appeared since the son of the Golden Dragon King was exiled by the first Full Moon King, and rarely appears in front of people. Mier and Hriban did not expect that he would suddenly appear at this time, and the appearance of the other party must also mean that

Some strong purpose.

This person is not as easy to get rid of as the previous ones.

The golden dragon turned back and looked at Mir and Hriban.

"I want to enter the temple again."

"I heard that you said you could open the temple door for us?"

Mier asked him: "Don't you believe what you see?"

Hriban asked directly: "What is the purpose and reason for your coming here?"

The golden dragon took a step closer to the two of them, and then continued.

"This time I don't just want to enter the temple."

"I also want to enter that door, or walk up the ladder that leads to the highest point of the temple."

"I believe the sealed book must be in these two places."

The golden dragon had annoyance on his face, and his voice echoed clearly in the hall.

"I knew that the former Dragon King must have left some secrets in the temple, but I didn't expect that the Black King Helfas would actually leave a book recording the true names of all the sealed objects."

"If I could have found it last time, maybe we could have won that war and the great golden age would not have ended."

"So I came here this time to make up for the mistakes I made last time."

"I couldn't find it last time, so I have to get it this time."

"With it, I can welcome back my commander-in-chief."

As soon as the golden dragon finished speaking, he was immediately greeted by the angry scoldings of Mir and Hriban.

Hriban: "Give up. You are asking for death. You cannot touch the things in the temple easily."

Mier: "You almost died inside last time. This time you want to further explore the secrets inside. That door is inaccessible and no one can push that door open."

The two of them had no intention of actually letting anyone into the temple from the beginning.

The last time the other party came in was already a great shame and humiliation for the two people who were responsible for guarding the temple.

If the other party is allowed in, wouldn't the two of them guard the temple in vain?

At this time, the golden dragon, who had transformed into a knight with golden curly hair, pointed outside, telling Mir and Heriban that he did not come alone this time. He had brought a large number of people who were willing to be loyal to the son of the golden dragon king and were waiting outside.

With.

At the same time, several city lords in the northern part of the Full Moon Land have also defected to them, and he does not mind starting a war similar to the one that happened more than a hundred years ago.

If Meer and Hriban don't agree, then he will call in like last time and enter the temple directly.

Although the Golden Age fell and collapsed, it was only over a hundred years ago.

The remaining power is still there.

The influence has not completely disappeared.

Although the son of the Golden Dragon King was exiled, many people still wanted to welcome him back and secretly gathered together to form a huge force.

Mier and Heriban's expressions became solemn. Although dragons and demon hunters were unable to use extraordinary power in the Black Iron City, dragon professionals relied on their powerful bodies to be ordinary even without extraordinary power.

No one can match it.

Moreover, once the war breaks out, the entire Black Iron City will suffer disaster, which is not what they want to see.

Heriban and Mier glanced at each other, both of them hesitant.

They didn't know if the Sealed Book was in the temple, and all the warnings in the temple had been removed as they became familiar with the place. They didn't think that the other party could face the taboo this time and walk out of there alive.

But they didn't dare to gamble. If the other party really found the sealed book inside, then their fault would be huge.

The knight with golden curly hair noticed their hesitation, so he began to talk about the last scene he saw and what happened after that.

"Last time."

"I saw the door that recorded madness and illusion. I didn't believe it at first. How could anyone build a city cluster floating in the sky? How could there be such a powerful ethnic group and civilization."

"In that wall, they live in the kingdom of heaven, but we are just a bunch of domestic animals coming out of a vat or jar."

"I fled underground angrily and walked towards higher ground."

"I walked through the stone stairs leading to a higher place, but I collapsed halfway through. I don't even remember how I left."

"And after that time, I often have nightmares."

"I dreamed of a..."

The golden dragon seemed to be unable to find any words to describe what he saw, the "building" he saw.

He hesitated until finally he asked a rhetorical question with an expression of extreme shock and confusion.

"Is that a tower?"

The golden dragon looked at the two people and asked them.

"Have you seen it?"

"A huge tower."

Mir and Hriban shook their heads in confusion. They had never stepped onto the stairs leading to the top of the temple, because every time they stood down, their bodies would instinctively feel fear, reminding them to leave.

It should be something they have experienced in the past that is warning them.

They have never heard of the "tower" in the other party's dream.

The golden dragon felt regretful, as if it was a pity that Meer and Hriban were guarding the temple and did not see such a marvelous and majestic thing.

"that's too regretful."

"You haven't seen it, it's so spectacular."

"It is a tower that pierces the sky. The sea of ​​clouds and even the sky can't be higher than it."

"Since then, I have always dreamed that I appeared in that tower. I can't remember the details of the dream, but I feel that I am always moving forward and higher, with no end."

"I have been walking in my dream for more than a hundred years, and I have not yet reached the top of that tower. I am even far, far away from the top of it."

"It's like the stairs that I didn't finish walking back then, and I can't get to the top."

"It's too big."

"It's like there's a world inside, a forgotten era inside."

The golden dragon's face showed longing and fear.

He longed for such a marvelous and majestic building, and was afraid of the existence that could build such a building.

"Does that tower really exist?"

"What kind of being can build such a building?"

"Why was it built and who lives in it?"

"If someone can build such a huge tower, then a city floating in the sky may not be anything!"

"Is the vat or jar we came out of also the same kind of existence?"

Perhaps it was precisely because he had climbed that tower in his dream day after day for more than a hundred years that the tower whose name he didn't even know had already occupied too much place in his heart and possessed it.

Completely different meaning.
To be continued...