Chapter 227 [It feels so good to be back from Baidi City]


At midnight.

In the dead of night, a stream of light flew across the mountains.

Like a shooting star in the night sky, it did not attract any attention.

Crossing one high mountain after another.

As Yang An moved forward along the Yangtze River, he could feel that he was getting closer to his 'home'!

Getting closer.

Yang An himself stayed in Rongcheng, while his incarnation came to find Bronze City near the Three Gorges.

"Fortunately, I stayed there, otherwise I would have been seen through." Yang An was glad for his decision.

It turned out that he did not travel to modern times, but initially traveled to the heyday of the Dragon Clan, and was entangled with Xia Mi.

This incident completely exceeded Yang An's expectations and caught him off guard.

However, he still didn't fully trust Xia Mi, the little dragon lady.

After all, the memory belonging to the Dragon King told him that it is difficult to have trust between dragons and the struggle between kings is cruel and bloody.

Just think about the seven deadly sins he once forged to kill the Dragon King.

Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony and lust

It's the perfect word to describe a dragon.

Therefore, dragons are like demons to humans and should not be trusted at all.

However, the blood alliance mark that appeared on Xia Mi's shoulder cannot be faked, nor can the induction of Yang An himself.

Dragons are not the terrible and cruel monsters imagined by humans.

They have their own order, their own laws.

"The truth can only be revealed when the memory is completely recovered."

Now, he still needs to find his brother first so that he can verify what happened.

Soon, after crossing a mountain that blocked the river, a long and winding dark river emerged from the mist-shrouded mountain stream.

"We're here!"

Streaming light fell from mid-air.

Yang An landed and stood on the boulder on the top of the mountain, overlooking the giant river below.

Only by seeing this extremely wide river with your own eyes can you understand the sighs and emotions that the ancients would have had when faced with the Yangtze River, which is like a natural chasm that isolates both sides of the river.

You will never give up until you reach the Yellow River, and you will never look back until you reach the Yangtze River.

The surging river water is endless and flowing.

The sound of water flow echoed on both sides of the bank.

But now is not a good time to enjoy the view.

Yang An's eyes shot out a faint silver glow, dispelling the darkness and taking in all the scenery.

Breaking through the fog and darkness is one of the functions of Jingpu.

Although he can activate the golden eye, he still prefers the more versatile eye technique.

As for the golden eye, it can only be used as a light bulb to house Niu Boyi.

Soon, Yang An felt the presence of the huge thing sinking under the water

"Bronze City"

Looking left and right from Yang An's position.

The two banks are steep, and the river forms a crescent-like arc here. The river is fast and whirlpools appear from time to time.

This mountain is probably formed by the sediment brought by the impact of the river water, which gradually accumulated over a long period of time.

The mountain he is standing on now is called Baidi Mountain, and there is also a Chijia Mountain under the water. They echo each other and form a structure with an open door. This is where the Nibelung Gate is located.

His home used to be called Baidi City.

But now, that ancient city has long disappeared and was buried by the river.

For example, Kaifeng, the capital of the Song Dynasty, was repeatedly flooded by the Yellow River and swallowed by sand.

When the flood receded, everything was submerged in the mud, and people could only rebuild the city on the ruins, stacking them up again and again.

Today, the ruins of at least a dozen ancient cities have accumulated under Kaifeng.

The same goes for Baidi City. The sediment brought by the river water accumulated, and the river water also rose. Finally, it was completely submerged under the Taotao River. And because of the reservoir's water storage, it became even deeper!

The moist vapor spreads.

Feeling something, Yang An raised his head and glanced at the dark clouds that were gradually sinking in the sky.

A summer heavy rain is about to form, the wind is surging, the wind speed is increasing, and the water surface is churning uneasily.

As if aware that the master who left here is about to visit again.

It was also after receiving the warning that there might be heavy rain that some ships around the clock began to dock or speed up to leave the waters.

Yang An's head felt a little more homely and timid. It was for this younger brother whom he had never met before. Well, it wasn't that he had never met him

He lacks too many memories, but he can still feel the warmth in recalling his relatives.

"Brother."

Without wasting time, Yang An murmured, and then took a step forward.

The figure suddenly disappeared from the huge rock on the top of the mountain.

Vaguely.

Fishermen on both sides of the river seemed to hear a dull and majestic roar of beasts in the pouring rain.

The sound was like a heavy bell ringing, spreading along the river surface. It was distant and majestic, like a huge boulder pressing on the body, making people feel fearful.

When the fishermen braved the pouring rain, they rushed out of the house and tried to strengthen the anchor.

However, I accidentally saw that in the shadow of the mountains on both sides of the strait, there seemed to be a giant creature, moving freely and freely in the heavy rain.

It is bigger than the mountains and covers the river.

Just one glimpse of it stunned the fishermen.

His eyes widened, not waiting to take a closer look.

The huge black shadow was extremely flexible. The next moment it rushed directly into the river and was swallowed by the undulating water, but it did not cause any waves

When the frightened fishermen came to their senses, they ignored the heavy rain hitting them.

Shivering, he knelt down and kowtowed, praying for the Dragon King's blessing. The black shadow had long since disappeared without a trace.

When the fisherman returned home in despair, he took the ginger tea tremblingly, his cold body felt a little warm, and then he told his family what he had seen and heard.

But he was ridiculed by his family. The so-called roaring of beasts was actually the howling of strong winds, and the dark shadow that the fishermen saw was probably just the reflection of a cruise ship sailing on the Yangtze River, shining brightly in a thunderstorm.

There is no Dragon King in this world.

Under the water.

The turbid river water formed a blue-gray area.

Compared to the turbulent and rolling waves on the river surface, it is surprisingly calm underwater, especially once you enter the water.

The noisy sound of water, thunder and strong winds were instantly silenced.

The silence was terrifying.

The black dragon transformed by Yang An is swimming freely under the water, and the perfect black dragon body like a work of art is moving in the water.

While running over the river, many river fish were startled and fled in all directions. In their panic, they even bumped into each other, or collided with the silver-white rocks and rolled over on their belly, passing out.

And this is just the aftermath of the giant thing passing by.

The other party's huge dark gold eyes didn't even notice these little things.

This is when Yang An restrained his momentum.

Otherwise, these are ordinary fish that feel like they belong to dragons, the apex predators, and the supreme aura. It will be suppressed by the majesty of the dragon, or it will directly mutate into some unspeakable monster.

This is how terrifying the Dragon King is.

Everything will be eroded by the arrogant dragon bloodline, to the point where even ordinary people cannot look directly at the Dragon King!

Although he is the Dragon King of Bronze and Fire.

But it doesn't mean that Yang An hates water. On the contrary, it is because he feels comfortable and comfortable that he will directly transform into a giant dragon in this uninhabited water.

Unexpectedly, a fisherman noticed the reflection.

Fortunately, there were clouds and mist all around, heavy rain and water vapor that blocked the view. Even if the fisherman said that he saw the Dragon King, it would be considered nonsense.

Compared to the red dragon that should have been as red as a gem.

After the fusion of the Dragon King, the Holy Lord, and the golden-horned beast.

Yang An's dragon body turned into pitch black color, absorbing all light, thick and noble, and there was a threaded golden horn on the forehead of the dragon head.

Use the inherited secret technique carried by the golden-horned giant beast to control the size to about 20 meters.

Sinking, sinking very fast!

The river is very deep, at least hundreds of meters.

But it was just a matter of Yang An speeding up, and soon he arrived at the extremely quiet river bottom.

No matter how high the wind and waves outside are, when the fluctuations reach the bottom of the water, only slightly rippling water waves remain.

"It should be nearby."

While Yang An felt the extremely relaxed feeling brought by the dragon's body, the elements of heaven and earth became clear, and as he adjusted them, this feeling of control was extremely wonderful, while he searched for the location of the Nibelungs.

Now there is an awkward question.

He can't find his doorstep

It's like an old man with Alzheimer's disease. Forget it, this metaphor is too inappropriate. It's like a person who suddenly lost his memory. He only vaguely remembers the location of the community, but forgets which family it is.

In the surrounding water are the shadows of rocks and mountains.

Further below the river bottom, Yang An felt the presence of metal, about two body lengths, or forty meters.

But you can't just cut through a wall and get in.

Fortunately, Yang An's arrival did not violate his awareness.

A long-standing consciousness was gradually awakened, and the changes in the water flow were felt.

"Rumble——!"

The rock mountain was shaking, and the water waves suddenly became chaotic. Countless dust rising from the bottom of the water spread everywhere, covering the black dragon's body, leaving only the dark gold giant eyes that penetrated the dust!

A small earthquake that occurred in the Yangtze River Basin was quickly recorded by the seismic observatory. However, the earthquake was only over 4.0 in magnitude and was not serious.

Observers may never know.

A dragon king has returned to his former kingdom. This is the sound of the giant city gate opening to this extremely noble king.

soon.

Yang An noticed that the rocks on the left and right sides were cracked, and from the influx of water, he could realize that there was a huge cavity below.

After that, an incredible huge black shadow emerged from the huge gap exposed by the crack in the rock mountain, and the entire figure was displayed in front of Yang An!

This is a dragon!

An existence that in ordinary people's perception never exists in reality.

The figure is full of power, with barbs growing on its streamlined back, which is as rugged as a reef. A long dragon tail stirs the river water and cannot calm it down.

Only a dragon bone mask can be seen on the rugged dragon head, which obscures the true appearance of the dragon.

It also has a pair of golden eyes like a lantern, emitting strong light like a beacon in the turbid water!

With anxiety and joy!

Until this behemoth, which only exists in myths, noticed the black dragon standing still in the water.

Compared to this dragon, the black dragon is slightly slender, but larger, more beautiful and majestic, waiting there.

Like a king waiting for his courtiers to appear!

The black dragon's not-so-dazzling eyes looked quietly at the giant dragon that suddenly stopped in front of him, and then crawled down with its body trembling. He could feel the awe and joy coming from the giant dragon.

There was some inexplicable meaning in the eyes of the black dragon with the aura of ancient times.

The sound of emotion echoed under the water.

"Samson, long time no see."

In Bronze City!

As soon as he came in, Yang An transformed into a human form again.

Although compared to the dragon body, which is freer and more comfortable, the human body seems to trap his strength and perception.

But Yang An still likes people to look more like people.

However, the giant dragon behind him was different. It had a dragon body more than ten meters long, a ferocious dragon head, and a huge split mouth that could swallow an ordinary ship.

But now, this terrifying creature, the most perfect and violent creature that humans have ever seen, is as obedient as a kitten, following behind Yang An.

Emotions, joy and piety can be seen.

It is the Dragon Attendant, the closest attendant and guard who follows the Dragon King, and is responsible for protecting the Dragon King's most important things.

Egg of Resurrection!

Humans call them bone bottles.

The Dragon Attendant will keep waiting until the Dragon King revives again, and his king will continue to embark on the road of conquering all directions.

After all, dragons can never be alone. War and killing are the eternal destination of the dragon clan. They will embark on the road of war and lead the army across the wasteland. Countless battle flags are fluttering in the wind over this iron-blooded army with no end in sight. .

Yang An's face was expressionless. He recalled many things when he stepped into this familiar 'home'.

It looked extremely empty, filled with bronze walls, a simple and cold palace.

“It doesn’t look like a very comfortable place to live here.”

Yang An lamented that he had not awakened the soul palace at the beginning. He had stayed in the dragon clan for too long and became more like a dragon.

Especially aesthetics.

Looking at the bronze corridor leading to the depths of the palace, there are countless bronze sculptures around it. There are bronze warriors covered in armor and wearing ancient robes, crowns on their heads, and tooth wats in their hands. Are they his former civil and military officials?

Probably, after all, the biggest difference between these sculptures is that they all have a slender neck with a weird snake head on top.

"Tsk, let me reiterate again, this perverted aesthetic is definitely not caused by me," Yang An said with disgust.

The dragon attendant who followed him let out a low roar, as if in response to his words.

"Is this done by another dragon servant?" Yang An was stunned. Well, he did forget. After so many years, who can still remember the original intention of building the palace at that time.

Yang An stopped paying attention to these and moved on.

He passed by a huge snake-shaped sculpture, more than 20 meters high, overlooking the front.

".Is this also caused by that dragon servant? In his eyes, I look like this? What a joke."

Yang An also noticed that there was an earth-yellow sculpture standing next to his sculpture, which was completely inconsistent with the surrounding scene. It was a entrenched dragon. From the perspective of a dragon, it was very beautiful

"This can't be that little dragon girl from Xia Mi." Yang An's eyes were strange. Not to mention, she looked much more pleasing to the eye than those bronze sculptures.

"Forget it."

Yang An no longer pays attention to his home thousands of years ago. He has made up his mind that he will not live here anymore. He wonders if the bronze can be sold for some money. If so, he would like to turn it into some kind of museum. It will definitely attract people. Many tourists seeking adventure.

Yang An asked Samson directly behind him.

"Where is Constantine? Where is he? Take me to him"

But Yang An's response was silence, and then the dragon servant lowered his head and roared.

Yang An's expression was stunned for a moment, then turned completely gloomy, and his tone was no longer gentle, but filled with anger.

"What did you say? He left here?!" (End of Chapter)

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