"My king calms down."
Under the bronze dome is a wide and somewhat empty palace.
The surrounding lamps glowed faintly, illuminating the surroundings. They were mermaid oil candles that would last for thousands of years.
In fact, mermaids are also a type of dragon bloodline. They have disappeared long ago and are probably extinct.
In the distance is an open lake, blue and almost black, exuding a chill, unknown depth. Above the head is a towering tree composed of countless patterns, with lush branches and leaves. It is the world tree, which represents the beginning of everything.
Directly below is a towering snake-face sculpture.
Mysterious and weird.
Sitting on the bronze wall, like an ancient Greek god statue, you can still see the snake's face clearly by looking up.
Below is a throne. The two thrones on the left and right are parallel, but the one on the left is higher.
Yang An is sitting here.
Just like a thousand years ago, he wore a bronze mask on his face and looked down at the pilgrims who came to see him through the pilgrimage route.
Times have changed.
People are still the same person.
But the former bronze brick square has been covered by the influx of water, and everything around it is still corroded by time.
Below is the fifteen-meter-long giant dragon attendant.
Covered in jet-black dragon scales, with an iron face on its head, and long dragon whiskers floating on both sides of its cheeks, it was lowering its head desperately and crawling on the ground.
It seems that he is afraid of the suppressed anger of the King of Bronze and Fire above.
“That’s it, now that I’m awake, I’ll leave as soon as I leave.”
Yang An closed his eyes and thought a lot in his mind. He didn’t expect that the plot had changed, but it didn’t matter.
He awakened part of his memory. Although there were only a few fragments of his life, most of them were about the control of dragon literature, the control of alchemy, and the control of the rules of speech and spirit, but it was enough.
Among them is the method of finding twin brothers.
But what also puzzled him
was the figure in his memory, so slender and thin, with disheveled black hair, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Yang An could only remember the feeling of the other person's hand on his cheek, comforting him.
The hand was so cold, without any warmth.
Break free from memory.
"Tell me carefully, when did Constantine wake up and where did he go."
After sorting out some of the recovered memories, Yang An stood up from the large throne.
The familiarity of the Nibelung Bronze City returns.
This is not where he lives. He plans to go back 'home' for a visit.
Before that
Yang An glanced at the dragon servant, his huge size, he frowned and waved his hand.
Grant!
"Disguise" + "Mirror Eye" + "Flying"
After the previous abilities were fused, they could not be used alone.
Including invisibility, mirror world, virtual and real eyes, now all become one ability.
But it is also much simpler and more convenient to use.
"Transform into human form and follow me." Yang Anchong spoke softly to the loyal dragon servant.
He does not blame Long Shi for letting his brother leave. The other man is also a king, so Long Shi has no choice but to obey his orders.
“Yes, my king.”
The dragon attendant roared. The next moment, the huge dragon body shrank rapidly.
Finally, a strong man as tall as an iron tower appeared in front of Yang An. He was about thirty or forty years old. He looked resolute, but his eyes were as bright as lamps.
The Nibelungen, which has been silent for a long time, waits for its master to return.
Restart activity.
The Bronze City itself is an oversized war fortress with countless mechanisms hidden inside.
Yang An thinks.
If Norton hadn't fully recovered at the end, he would have been immersed in compassion and blinded by anger.
Relying on this bronze city, any invading enemy can be killed.
Click - click.
The mechanism is running, the flood discharge channel on the ground is opened, and the lake level drops rapidly.
Behind Yang An, the majestic bronze sculpture with a snake face and human body also separated to the left and right
revealing the deep passage inside.
Yang An flew up out of thin air, took a step forward, and rushed into the tunnel.
The dragon servant also flew up and rushed into the passage, following closely behind him, never leaving his king.
Follow the smooth passage all the way forward.
It finally dawned on me.
Yang An returned to the familiar palace in his memory, or in other words, this was his real home.
There are no magnificent palaces, no Roman columns or giant dragon columns, or even tall domes and mysterious patterns. This place does not match the style and majesty of the Dragon King at all.
But it fits Yang An’s idea of home very well.
This is a very modern building with four bedrooms and two living rooms, a kitchen, a refrigerator, a TV, a washing machine and even a projector.
Snow-white wool carpets, beanbags, even a bar counter, and a fireplace in the living room.
It’s just that the surrounding walls are made of bronze.
Other than these, the other decorations are no different from ordinary modern homes.
"Using alchemy to create electricity, and making it from parts of electronic equipment, what about decorations?"
Yang An quickly realized that these are Furnishings, literally furnishings.
The refrigerator is cooled by the power of the word spirit, and the washing machine is also driven by the power of the water element. TVs and computers cannot be used.
The projector seems to work. But unfortunately, after a long time, the things inside have long been broken.
“.”
It’s like playing an immersive story-based game.
As soon as Yang An saw the familiar furnishings, various memories in his mind kept reviving.
He also saw a woman, a very beautiful woman wearing Hanfu.
Is that face Xia Mi?
The woman was smiling at him and saying something.
"Jörmungandr" Yang An's expression relaxed a little, and his eyes stretched out a little more tenderly.
"King, all the furnishings here have not been changed and have been preserved. In addition, the deputy king has also been here."
The dragon servant followed behind and explained to Yang An.
Constantine woke up half a year ago and emerged from a skeletal bottle, or egg.
But like Yang An, he has lost his memory and is like a nonsensical fly wandering around the Bronze City.
He has been here and talked about his brother.
It’s just that Constantine was afraid of the Dragon Warrior and refused to acknowledge anything the Dragon Warrior said, and ordered it not to follow. The Dragon Warrior could only watch Constantine leave.
"Half a year ago?"
Yang An thought that it was also half a year ago that he started to have some weird nightmares. The content of the dreams was unclear, but there was indeed an inexplicable voice calling his brother.
"What are you doing."
Yang An was distressed. If the Soul Palace had awakened earlier, he wouldn't have forgotten that this was the dragon world. Otherwise, he would have come back to find his brother long ago.
"It doesn't matter, I will go and find Constantine personally." Yang An waved his hand without mentioning what he was thinking.
"Yes, my king." The dragon attendant stepped back.
Looking at his own king, there was a little nostalgia on his face, and he touched the various furniture in the room little by little with his hands.
Wang must also be remembering the past.
The dragon servant had extremely loyal eyes and was waiting silently behind him.
This was all made by Yang An himself.
But unlike Long Shi who thought he was immersed in the past, Yang An was mainly trying to see if he could recall more memories.
It probably won’t work now. That is, the whole story in the house has been read and everything has been searched.
“By the way, where are the weapons I made?”
When you come to Bronze City, you can’t leave empty-handed.
Yang An thought of the 'Seven Deadly Sins' he had built before to defeat other dragon kings, and asked the dragon attendant casually.
"It has been kept in the king's room." The dragon servant replied.
Yang An turned around and walked into the master bedroom.
I accidentally discovered that this bedroom was similar to the layout of his villa in Los Angeles.
“.”
It seems that some people's habits are indeed difficult to change.
Yang An immediately saw the bronze sword box placed on the desk in front of the dark window.
He originally made this sword box, so he is naturally familiar with all its structures.
Yang An stepped forward and stretched out his hand to feel around.
“Ka——”
The sword box was opened, and the cold air flowed out of the box and turned into white mist in the warm room.
The seven silent dragon-slaying weapons finally showed their prototypes
As expected, Yang An's memory recovered somewhat.
He closed his eyes to digest, then opened them after a moment.
He recalled how he created these weapons.
It was a long time, and it took more than thirty years to complete.
The creation of dragon-slaying weapons originated from the order of Black King Nidhogg, and was made to guard against rebellion by other dragon kings.
Although Yang An does not understand the use of making these, the power of the Black King is enough to suppress all other Dragon Kings.
This is completely unnecessary and unnecessary.
But respect is over.
You can also keep it to yourself.
Each sharp weapon has a different function, and can even temporarily suppress the power of the Dragon King.
There are seven weapons in total, which are made by combining the strongest casting techniques of the King of Bronze and Fire, as well as the blessings of the King of Earth and Mountain.
The sword is cast from recycled metal.
The so-called regenerated metal is a new type of metal that is different from any other metal created by Yang An who used his authority to obliterate the activity of the metal and then gave it power again, giving it the characteristics of regeneration, perseverance, and indestructibility.
Note, it's not a new element, but a new type of metal that only he can forge.
“Buzz——”
Xu Shi noticed the return of his master, the swords and knives were ringing in the box, and it kept vibrating.
They are forged, and each handle uses the blood and soul of a new generation, with its own true spirit.
Different from what humans think of as blood sacrifices, which are terrifying, cruel and dark, these next generation species regard them as the souls of swords as the greatest honor.
Now they are welcoming their owners back.
"Thank you for your hard work." Yang An said silently.
Seven deadly sins, each handle has different rigidity, toughness and unique properties.
Even to the last three swords!
It is no longer used to kill the four dragon kings, but to kill
At the same time, Xia Mi, as the king of the earth and mountains, also participated in the process of making swords, which was not in the original plot.
She helped Yang An and erased all the weaknesses in the sword - the authority of the King of Earth and Mountain.
And given these seven swords, they can discover the enemy's weaknesses and give them the strongest blow.
It can be said to be a well-deserved artifact!
“Good stuff.”
Since it is his own thing, Yang An will definitely not leave it to Cassel College, let alone Lu Mingfei.
To be honest, he hasn't figured out what Lu Mingfei is yet.
When this trip is over, he has to go back to Binhai to take a closer look at this poor boy who has been burdened with the fate of slaying the dragon since birth.
Yang An closed the box and carried it on his back again. It was like carrying a box, but it was not heavy at all and it was very relaxed.
And as soon as the box reached behind Yang An, it automatically became invisible.
"Tsk, it seems that I was quite competent as an alchemist and blacksmith in the past. Unfortunately, I have forgotten my craftsmanship now. I have to hurry up and find it back." Yang An expressed regret while patting himself on the back.
The rest is nothing to loot.
Yang An took away the remaining recycled metal.
Prepare to make a few handy weapons, as well as light armor for Xia Mi, and Constantine for protection.
To be honest, the dragon civilization is so awesome, and alchemy has reached its peak, which is comparable to science.
Everyone even played with cold weapons and melee combat.
But thinking about it, Yang An felt relieved.
Nowadays, human weapons are nothing more than throwing stones, but the stones are endowed with greater kinetic energy and speed.
“It’s time to go.”
The young man turned around and rushed towards the giant tower-like guard behind him.
All done.
Yang An led the dragon attendant to a giant bronze door, which was the main entrance to leaving the Nibelungen.
This huge gate is a hundred meters high and extremely majestic. It is connected to the surrounding bronze walls and is an unbreakable ancient city.
It is engraved with patterns, and the great achievements of the Dragon King of Bronze and Fire are recorded in dragon script.
Compared to the abandoned subway station where Xia Mi hides, and the viaduct where Odin uses to monitor Lu Mingfei, the Bronze City itself is Yang An's home, so it appears more glorious, majestic, upright, and in line with the king's demeanor.
But in the future, Yang An will probably not come back.
This place is probably being targeted by various forces.
It will soon be discovered and opened by an archaeological team sent by the Kassel Academy.
"It is not polite to come back without reciprocating. Since you want to kill me, you are my enemy, so let me leave you with a surprise."
Yang An took one last look at the magnificent Bronze City, whispering something in his mouth, and extending his hand at the same time.
"Revitalize!"
The extraordinary ability obtained from the legendary world of gods and ghosts, combined with the power of the rat charm, can turn decay into magic, and give static into dynamic!
Invisible power continues to spread outward from Yang An.
Finally!
The entire Bronze City seemed to have come alive.
In the surrounding corridors, the countless bronze sculptures that can be seen everywhere have cracks on their bodies.
In the end, he turned into a 'living creature', and even the giant sculpture more than 20 years old in the pilgrimage hall came to life.
The loud rumbling sound echoed in the city.
After being confused, they all turned their heads, looking up at Yang An like a pilgrim with snake faces, their eyes also shining with golden light.
Waiting for the order to give them the new king.
"Kill everything that enters here, leave no one alive! Don't leave here either, help me guard this place."
Yang An ordered in a cold and solemn tone!
“No—!”
All the living sculptures spoke in unison, kneeling on one knee to show their absolute loyalty to the king.
“I hope you like the gifts I prepared for you.”
A smile appeared on Yang An's lips, and after saying that, he and Long Shitou left through the opened giant door without looking back.
Only those sculptures were left, and after a moment of movement, they returned to their sculpture appearance.
But they all have their eyes open.
Waiting
Waiting for the day when someone comes, they will turn into cold killing machines and wipe out all life.
I believe this day will not be far away
(End of this chapter)