Chapter 1032 The End of Eternity
An old black dragon with a highly mechanized body, and a golden dragon with many magical runes on its body, suddenly rushed out of the battlefield one after another at the most intense moment of the doomsday bloody battle, heading towards the tower. The southern coast of Errond Continent washed away, and their sudden action immediately aroused the reaction of the "Dragon of Chaos" that covered the sky.
In the sky, the thick and chaotic dark clouds suddenly rolled violently, surging like a boiling hot soup, and lightning bolts brewed and formed in the depths of the clouds; The aggregate of gods formed by the condensed matter issued a thunderous roar, and even the light was obviously distorted around the huge body. The "gods" seemed to realize what kind of deviant action the two giant dragons who suddenly left the battlefield wanted to do, and even though it was irrational, He also showed anger that changed the color of the world.
The sky cracked open, and a rift valley that runs through the sky opened up over the mainland of Tal Lund. In the rift valley, countless pairs of eyes looked down at the already burning dragon country with icy gazes, and at the same time, there were thousands of tongues, Thousands of throats roared in the rift, and the dragon of disorder climbed the edge of the rift like hanging upside down, casting crazy eyes in the direction of Heragol and Andar - under the gaze of the "gods" Down, the edge of the continent began to crack inch by inch, the steel was melted, the shield disappeared out of thin air, and the powerful missile was swallowed by the shadow before it touched the gods.
However, Omega's resistance came in an instant: one after another giant dragon army rushed from afar, instantly filling the gap that was melted by the gazes of the gods, and a larger number of weapon arrays were activated among the distant mountains, which will remain All the ammunition was poured into the rift behind the Chaos Dragon, the weather controller originally used to maintain ecological balance was activated again, and the power of storm, thunder, rain and snow were all mobilized to fight against the gradually cracking sky. ...
Heragor and Andar rushed to the sea, the eyes of destruction pressing behind them step by step, even though thousands of compatriots and a huge number of self-disciplined weapons were desperately intercepting, they still felt that the shadow of death had not left for a moment. Himself—behind them, the continent was burning, the sea was boiling, and lightning flashed in the dark clouds. Several times, Heragor felt a burning pain from the scales on his tail, but he didn’t once. back.
The Dragon Clan waited for 1.87 million years for this opportunity, and now it is all over.
I don't know how long this terrifying flight lasted. Hragol and Andal rushed out of the border of Tal Lund, out of the offshore waters of the dragon country, out of the frozen Arctic ocean, and countless glaciers behind them. Fragmented, countless scattered islands collapsed behind them, the anger of the gods crossed such a long distance without decay, and finally, a magnificent "giant curtain" appeared in front of them.
The towering cloud wall slowly rotates over the sea. It seems slow, but deadly cyclones and violent storms are brewing around the cloud wall every minute and every second.
The hurricane swept up tens of thousands of tons of sea water, and the rushing storm made the legendary powerhouses retreat-they reached the edge of the eternal storm, and reached the last frontier between the dragon kingdom and the human world.
Without the slightest hesitation, Heragol and Andal rushed directly into the violent storm, and the "Wrath of the Gods" from Tal Lund followed them and slammed into the sky-piercing cloud wall, however, This time, for the first time, the wrath of the gods, which seems to be able to destroy everything, did not easily cut through the obstacles in front of them-the thick cloud wall that was constantly spinning seemed to contain incredible power, and this power began to fight against the wrath of the gods. They were in a stalemate for a while.
Inside the Eternal Storm, lightning and thunder continued, torrential rain poured down, and the violent airflow was wrapped in the cold wind and ice crystals that could kill a strong beast in an instant. However, to Andar and Hragor, all this was like a spring breeze. .
Compared with the angry "look" from the gods outside, the environment in the eternal storm can be described as gentle.
The golden dragon and the black dragon circled twice in the storm. They exchanged glances in the air, and then without hesitation, they lowered the height and swooped down toward the "base" position in the deepest part of the storm.
Passing through the hurricane, through the torrential rain, through this eternal vortex, at this moment, Heragor actually had some hallucinations - he seemed to return to 1.87 million years ago, back to the first time he went to On the journey of this battlefield, he raised his eyes, as if to see groups of dragons flying from the clouds, golden rays of light sprinkled on their slender and strong bodies, the sea was endless, and the high-spirited tribesmen were in the giant steel made of steel. Ships and floating fortresses ready for battle...
However, a flash of lightning exploded at close range, tearing all the scenes in memory to shreds. Heragor opened his eyes, only to see the chaotic and cold storm raging around him, and the only ones who accompanied him were old enough to age. A disfigured former friend whose scales were pale and whose whole body was distorted by mechanical transformation.
Heragor opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but the next second, he felt that he had penetrated an invisible "curtain" - after a slightly cold touch, all the voices around him disappeared, The whole world is quiet.
He entered the base of the eternal storm, the deepest part of this secret that had been sealed off for 1.87 million years.
In the dark blue space, everything is stagnant in the distant past time and space, the dark sea water freezes like ice, and countless twisted and weird "images of gods" maintain their attacking posture at the edge of the space. The posture was also frozen and became a part of the phantom in this stagnant space-time, and in the center of all this, in the deepest part of the entire stagnant space-time, the elegant and white "tower" made of metal was still silent. standing on the sea.
That gesture of pointing to the sky is still deeply imprinted in the minds of Heragol and Andar to this day.
Andar and Hragol were gliding on the sea, flying in the direction of the tower. The space was so quiet that the sound of wings slicing through the air became the only sound here, but soon, there was another sound. Other sounds entered the ears of the two giant dragons - it was a crisp sound as if the crystals were gradually cracking, and it came softly, but it was particularly noticeable in this quiet space.
Hragol raised his head subconsciously, and he saw that the translucent "spherical shell" above the stagnant space-time was gradually spreading tiny cracks, and a chaotic shadow was slowly rotating outside the spherical shell. An indescribable flow of light appeared.
Andal's voice came from the side: "He is attacking this space... I thought it could withstand longer."
Herragol's voice was very low: "One hundred and eighty-seven million years ago, he was not successfully blocked here, and it is still impossible today after 1.87 million years-but it doesn't matter, everything has changed, History does not repeat here."
As they spoke, they had passed the last metal ring around the "tower" and approached a platform in the upper part of the tower, where they lowered their height, and the figure of the dragon began to change in mid-air, almost in the blink of an eye. , the huge dragon body turned into a human form.
Heragor stood firmly on the edge of a half-moon-shaped platform, and beside him, Andar's figure also descended - but the old Speaker stumbled and nearly fell on the last step of the landing.
Heragor hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the other party. The latter stood firm and shook his head with a smile: "I haven't been flying for too many years... It was okay to be controlled by Omega before, but now there is almost no way to land smoothly."
Heragor just patted the other's shoulder, then he raised his head and looked at the end of the platform.
A figure in a pale golden robe stood there, and as Heragor looked at it, the figure seemed to turn his head to this side - but this was just an illusion, and in the next second, the figure was silent. Dissipated in the air.
That was him 1.87 million years ago - only a phantom was left here.
Andal watched this scene silently, he seemed to want to speak, but in the end all the words turned into a soft sigh, he shook his head and stepped forward, Hragol followed closely behind - they Past the front of the platform, past the place where the figure that had disappeared once stood.
A few minutes later, they had walked through the arc-shaped passage at the other end of the platform, and following the route in memory, they finally came to the end of a staircase near the highest point of the "high tower".
A huge gate stood quietly in front of them, and beside the gate, stood a middle-aged man with short gray hair, a high nose, and a sturdy face - that was the ruler of the Holy Dragon Duchy, Balogel Ke. Duke Nar.
"I didn't expect you to be here," Heragor saw the other side with a smile on his face, "Long time no see."
"Long time no see," Balogel's eyes moved between Heragol and Andal, and there was a rare smile on his always too serious face, "I thought you guys couldn't find this position anymore. ——When I saw you flying, I thought about whether to turn on the lights here to guide you."
"Actually, I don't think I can find it anymore..." Heragor closed his eyes gently, with a smile on his face, "But when I close my eyes, everything here is still so clear."
"This is the end of the time for emotion, we have to complete the last step," Andal's old and low voice came from the side, interrupting the "reminiscence" between Heragor and Balogor, "Balogor Er, have you checked?"
"While waiting for you, I roughly checked the situation inside: the power of the eternal storm and the power of the gods have stagnated everything here, and the years have not destroyed our hard work - it is still in the same good condition as it was then, even Not even a trace of aging. I just successfully activated the elevator to the deep layer and activated the deep energy group, which loosened the current plane a little bit, and I think it is ready for departure.”
Heragor stared into Balogel's eyes and couldn't help but say, "After so many years, you are still the best mechanic..."
"Thanks for your compliment, Chief." Balogel said, stepping aside half a step and making an inviting gesture, "Come on—the three of us have been away from our posts for too long."
The ancient and heavy gates opened silently, and in this stagnant time and space, the 1.87 million years did not corrode the miracles that the dragons once created with the power of the whole family - Andal and He. Ragor stepped into the gate, and the lights came on one by one as they entered.
Balogger is close behind.
They walked through a short corridor, through a connection too large for a human being, and they arrived at a circular platform where a cylindrical elevator was already waiting.
Lights flickered on the surface of the lift, and useful information was marked with succinct symbols on the smooth alloy casing—a style quite different from the extravagant and decadent Tal Lund 1.87 million years later, Hragor Haven't seen it for many years.
The elevator descended silently, sending the three dragons in human form to the depths of this "high tower"-they passed through walls and heavy gates in the elevator shaft, and the whole descent lasted for half a minute. , the elevator stopped in a wide, like a control room.
After stepping out of the elevator, the lights in front of Heragor brightened simultaneously, and he saw a wide hall, with pillars standing in the ancient dragon style, and there were many seats between the pillars, everything was as he remembered. looks like.
They quickly found their seats - three seats so obvious that they were at the front end of the hall, still as new after a long time.
A slight vibration came from outside, and the air seemed to have a chilling viciousness and madness, powerful beyond the imagination of mortals.
However, compared with the past one million years, this breath has been weakened countless times, even to the point where Heragol can resist it with willpower.
He knew that this "weakening" came at a huge price.
The three of them did not communicate, they just walked forward silently and sat silently on the chair. Balogor started to operate many buttons in front of him, Andal activated the system he was in charge of, and Hragol put his hand on the seat. On the previous crystal bulge, many magic branches in the crystal are carefully controlled - so, an ancient creation gradually awakened from the dust.
In front of them, the huge curved window lit up and turned into a projection curtain showing the outside scene. In the clear image, the sky near the "tower" could be seen, and the rays of light that were constantly infiltrating, And the phantoms of dragons standing still in the sky.
Andal's eyes couldn't help but fall on the phantoms of the dragons. His hand was beside a panel on the right side of the seat, but before performing the operation, he couldn't help but whispered: "Do you want to take a second look? Start After that, they were never seen again."
Heragor's eyes also fell on those visions of the past. In those images, he found many figures he was familiar with, his friends, lovers, children... those who lived in the 1.87 million The names that passed away in the war of disobedience a few years ago slowly flowed out from the bottom of his heart, but he closed his eyes.
"Navigator Andal, I authorize you to activate the engine - let these apparitions free, they have settled in our hearts."
"Yes, Captain."
Andal took a deep breath and activated the last process of the system.
The next moment, a low roar came from the body of this huge and ancient beast, and the vibration of the entire hall indicated that the "first voyage", which had been delayed for millions of years, finally started.
Herragol felt a gentle but firm acceleration.
Outside, the time and space that had been stagnant for 1.87 million years finally began to disintegrate, the sea began to surge, the ancient phantoms dissipated one by one, and the metal "tower" at the center of the vortex also began to rise little by little - its hidden The complete body in the deep sea gradually surfaced, first the bow pointing to the sky like a sword, then the hull like a giant tower, then the auxiliary engine group arranged in the middle of the hull, the raised reactor array, the antenna and the radar system, and the massive main engine spout...
This is not a tower.
This is a spaceship.
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