Just when everyone in Cassel College was in chaos, no one had too much energy to focus on the previous failed mission.
So no one cares about the Bronze City under the Three Gorges.
However, there are indeed two fire kings in the current Bronze City.
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Elaine looked at the sleeping guy in front of her and curiously asked Gehrman next to her: "Is this the King of Bronze and Fire? It doesn't look any different."
There was just some pressure coming from the body's bloodline that made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Hermann nodded and said nothing more.
After Elaine made such a big mistake, of course the insects were worried about leaving this troublemaker outside. What if this guy got a brain attack and harassed Mr. Fool again!
It would be even less wonderful if Mr. Fool got up and angered us innocent bugs.
So everyone else, including Miss Justice, made a unanimous decision to keep this guy under close surveillance.
No decision was made at that time, so they drew lots to decide who would be given the task.
As a result, he was unlucky again and got the lucky draw.
There was no other way, so Gehrman had no choice but to take this guy with him to carry out his unfinished mission, which was to help Mr. Fool take good care of Old Tang.
But Herman didn't pay much attention to Elaine along the way.
He doesn't want to pay attention to this scam now.
Elaine knew she was in the wrong, so she snorted and said nothing.
After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement from the sleeping old Tang.
Elaine boredly began to count the patterns on the walls of the Bronze City.
At this time, a burst of intense heat suddenly came from the room where Old Tang was sleeping. A strong emotion of awe and submission came from the depths of the marionette's bloodline.
Is it possible that the lucky marionette you picked at random happens to be from the clan of the King of Bronze and Fire?
After thinking about the speech spirits that I can control, most of them are fire-based speech spirits. In addition to the current situation, it seems that they are really from the side of the King of Bronze and Fire.
Elaine suddenly felt a little strange. Could Old Tang be her ancestor? Physically...
Hermann didn't notice that Elaine was thinking about something, and just walked straight to the room where Old Tang was.
The fire elements in the air are extremely active and hot, and they are all cheering for their king to wake up!
"Brother, there are many people outside."
"We are going to die, Constantine, but don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid. I'm with my brother. I'm not afraid...but why...don't you eat me? If you eat me, I can break through any kind of cage."
"You are good food, but that would be too lonely. For thousands of years, you and I are the only ones together."
"But death is really sad, forever and ever, pitch black... It's like groping in the dark, but you can never touch anything with your outstretched hands..."
"The so-called fate of abandoning one's family is to cross the wilderness, raise the war flag again, and return to the hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour this world, instead of trekking alone, it is better to sleep peacefully. We will still wake up
Come."
"Brother...if one day we raise a battle flag and can devour the world, will you eat me?"
"Yes, then you will join me and rule the world!"
Old Tang opened his eyes, which were a pair of golden pupils flowing with burning brilliance, showing incomparable majesty.
He saw the egg in front of him at the first glance and stroked it gently. There was a faint trace of tears in those golden eyes. But it was quickly evaporated by the high temperature.
"Great. Constantine..." Old Tang's voice was slightly choked, "I just had a terrible dream...
I dreamed...
...You died and left me forever..."
He still remembered the terrible scene he had just dreamed about.
The dragon's eye on Constantine's forehead was shot, and hot blood burst out. He was wailing in pain.
But in the dream, he himself did not remember his dear brother at all, and desperately wanted to escape from his brother.
His brother had no choice but to spread his wings and look for him. But in his dream, he only felt fear and panic.
At the crucial moment,
He heard the overwhelming sound of musketry, and someone was shooting at them.
At this moment, Constantine suddenly spread his wings, like a huge barrier, wrapping him in it.
Protecting himself tightly, even though he didn't recognize Constantine in the dream.
The gunfire ignited the surrounding darkness, and thousands of live bullets hit the dragon's body. Constantine could only use his back and wings to block it.
In such a violent barrage, Constantine always protected himself and stood firm without falling.
The air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
He looked at Constantine's childish face.
Constantine was damaged like a corpse nailed to a cross, with countless transparent bullet holes. No matter how flexible his dragon bones were, after losing the power of speech and spirit, they were just a good material.
.All the bones and joints on the opened membrane wings were shattered into powder and falling piece by piece.
Constantine no longer glowed, turning into a pale gray-white color. He smiled tiredly at himself, "Brother..."
"No... don't look for me! I don't know you!" He remembered screaming and turning around and running out. Behind him, the dragon's body collapsed.
Then he ran away like a shameful coward.
Then he remembered everything.
"younger brother!"
In the past two thousand years, whether you were sleeping or waking up, you just wanted to come to me, but when you found me, I had already forgotten your appearance.
By the time I remembered your appearance, you were already dead.
at this time……
Dream,
woke up.
Old Tang hugged his brother's egg tightly and murmured:
"Fortunately, it was just a dream...you are still alive..."
at this time,
A voice that made Old Tang couldn't help but feel terrified came from behind him:
"This is not a dream."
"What?"
Old Tang turned his head in surprise and saw the madman who was one of his psychological shadows.
"what is that?!"
"That's the future and that's reality."
Gehrman looked at Old Tang, who was filled with strong fire elements, and seemed to have wings composed of fire elements behind him, and stared at Old Tang's dazzling golden eyes.
He said this calmly.
Old Tang asked quickly:
"What the hell is that!"
How could Constantine die?
"I'll answer this question later. Answer me a question first," Gehrman looked at the King of Bronze and Fire in front of him and said slowly: