Chapter 822: As Majestic as a God, yet as Fragile as a Mortal!

Hriban and Mir entered a black iron dragon palace.

Monks stood on both sides, and the dragon in the form of a god knelt respectfully under the statue, seeming to be performing some mysterious ritual.

The black pen wrote the name of the Black King. The above-mentioned prayer-like sentences also sent the information they wanted to tell the Black King to the distant city of Helfas.

soon.

The statue glowed.

A figure walked out of it and came to them.

The monks couldn't see the figure, but they felt a sacred and solemn aura spreading around them, and even felt a faint sound of hymns coming from their ears, and their expressions became more awe-inspiring and pious.

When Hriban and Mir saw the shadow of the Black King, they immediately talked about their recent actions.

"Great Black King, we went to various cities to investigate the bronze Dragon King statue..."

Helfas has recently asked them to check the situation of the Bronze Dragon King. The most important thing is to assist the Bronze Dragon King in completing the transformation from the third level to the fourth level if it is confirmed.

Among the current dragon kings, the one most likely to accumulate enough divine blood is the bronze dragon king Saren. However, divine blood is only the foundation. In addition, there is also a method that can condense the mark of the life race. Only at that step can we It can be regarded as truly transcending the limits of mortals.

After hearing about Hriban and Mir's investigation, Helfas finally confirmed one thing.

"Finally enough."

He thought for a moment, and then said to Hriban and Mir.

"Prepare a sacrifice for all the dragon kings, and arrange for the black iron dragon to tour every city in the world with a black pen. It is a sacrifice in name, but it is secretly monitoring and inspecting the situation of the dragon palaces in various places."

However, whether it is sacrifices or inspections, they are actually just a cover.

At this sacrificial event, he planned to use his soul to communicate with the bronze dragon king statues in various places, connect these dragon king statues together through the kingdom of the gods, and finally complete the condensation of the mark of life.

This not only minimizes the impact, but also tries not to disturb or move the bronze Dragon King statues everywhere. After all, these orichalcum statues have the mission of suppressing a city. If they are moved, it may endanger the safety of the entire city and countless people. Even Helfa Si also had to be cautious.

In addition, doing so can also reduce the risk to a minimum. If anyone wants to interfere with the Bronze Dragon King's reincarnation at this time, Helfas, who is high in the kingdom of the gods, can also remain invincible and Use all your strength to hit it hard.

"Go and make arrangements!"

Helfas made his arrangements through spiritual dialogue, and his figures scattered in the hall.

Hriban and Mir left the Black Iron Dragon Palace and began the so-called sacrifices and inspection tours throughout the city.

Although the Black King's arrangements have other purposes, this does not mean that the sacrifices and inspections can be fooled. A grand sacrifice will be carried out, and the inspections and inspections in all cities across the entire land will also not be careless.

There will be waves of waves in the future, a large number of dragon professionals will be questioned, and demon hunters from all over the country will be investigated.

Countless demons and monsters in the dark will emerge from the water and be burned to ashes by the flames emitted by the King of Black like the sun.

More than this moment.

The brilliance of the "sun" becomes more intense and impossible to look directly at.

When the soul was withdrawn, Helfas's body could be seen lying on the bed.

The moment he returned, he showed a painful expression.

All kinds of pain and suffering in the body came up together. Zi on the side maintained the vitality of Helfas's body, but the sequelae left by the aging and deformation of the body that reached the limit were difficult to make up for.

Now Helfas's body is like a machine that is about to fall apart. The more powerful power is instilled, the faster it will collapse. The only thing he can do is to maintain it.

Zi saw Helfas's painful look, and her original idea of ​​forcibly keeping him by her side gradually faded away.

She bent down and stroked Helfas's hair and face: "Is it difficult?"

Helfas took a deep breath and said with a smile as he breathed in: "I thought that having died once and feeling the pain of death had made me fearless, but the feeling of getting old is even more uncomfortable than being killed. Countless times."

"It's like immersing you in water, letting you die little by little in despair. No matter how you wave your arms, you will only sink into the boundless darkness under the water."

"Little by little, it allows you to slowly taste the feeling of losing this world."

Zi was very sad: "Why can't you have power like us?"

"Maybe I'm going to go another way," Helfas said.

Zi: "You will definitely regain your former power. One day you will ascend to your divine throne and enjoy your glory and respect in eternity."

This was not the first time Helfas heard such words, but he always felt strange deep down in his heart, because he intuitively told himself that he was not a powerful person, and he had definitely never had such a great experience as becoming a god.

Even when he first became a tribal leader, he seemed immature and uneasy. He has grown up to where he is now step by step.

"Actually, I have always felt that I should have been a very ordinary person. I think my appearance is very ordinary, and my black hair is nothing. I actually don't understand why these have become symbols of greatness."

"But after listening to you guys talk so much, I often fantasize about whether I really had a very powerful time?"

"Haha!"

"I can't see clearly, I can't see the world clearly, and I can't see myself clearly."

When Helfas was halfway through his words, he felt a sense of weakness in his body, and he felt extremely tired.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Another period of time passed.

Black iron dragons carried black pens through cities, and various cities also began grand activities to worship the Dragon Kings of all generations.

And the demon hunters of the Sealed Court, the Dragon Court, and the Order Court in various places also lived a frightened life in the so-called patrols. A large number of demon hunters and extraordinary professionals were captured and suppressed, but they ignored some abnormalities behind the sudden ceremony of worshiping the Dragon King.

Finally one day, the sound of the night light came from outside the gate.

Although he had resigned as the chief priest, he was still guarding in front of Helfas's door, reporting news and conveying his will.

The lights came on, dispelling the darkness.

"The King of Black!"

"The official sacrifice has begun."

Helfas was in a trance for a moment.

His soul appeared in the Kingdom of the Gods. He quickly connected the bronze dragon king statues with black pens according to the arranged method.

He floated in the endless and empty Kingdom of the Gods, but pictures from all over the world appeared in front of him.

There were inland, northern borders, and above the sea.

One was empty, and the other was full of colors.

Helfas's mind moved.

The bronze dragon king statues immediately vibrated together, and the powerful force connected these bronze statues located in various parts of the world together, giving rise to some kind of qualitative change.

The divine blood merged the three elements and underwent a qualitative transformation.

Then, under the guidance of Helfas, a life mark was condensed.

The consciousness in the confusion seemed to be listening to a voice, telling him what to do, and he did it.

He seemed to trust that voice very much.

Finally, the mythical organ belonging to the Bronze Dragon King was born.

In an instant, the bronze dragons of the whole world seemed to sense something, and looked into the distance with incredible expressions.

In a city, a giant metal dragon broke through the temple and roared, and flew into the sky.

"Roar!"

The dragon flapped its huge wings, exuding the color of bronze, but the roar seemed to be filled with confusion.

He looked down at the town on the earth and felt extremely unfamiliar.

Faced with such a situation, the people in the city witnessed the overturning of the Dragon Palace with their own eyes, and they also fell into a panic.

"What's going on?"

"There's a problem with the Dragon Palace."

"What a big dragon."

"Where did such a big dragon come from? It's a dragon professional from outside."

"Is someone attacking the Dragon Palace?"

The dragon hovered in the sky in a daze, and he seemed to have forgotten who he was.

Soon, the people in the city seemed to recognize him, and more news came from the Bronze Dragon Palace.

"Bronze Dragon King, that's the statue of the Bronze Dragon King."

"It's the statue of the Dragon King, it's alive, it's really alive."

"The bronze statue of Dragon King Saren!"

"How can a bronze statue come alive?"

"Don't you know yet? The Dragon King has returned. This is the Dragon King's return!"

First there was panic, then shock, and finally after recognizing who it was.

The whole city cheered.

"The Bronze Dragon King has returned."

"Saren."

"The Dragon King has returned, and the legend and prophecy have finally come true."

Listening to the shouts, he called out his real name loudly.

The dragon seemed to remember something, and wisdom returned to his body, and his eyes gradually became clear.

The bronze dragon spread its wings and raised its neck high.

He spoke in human language.

"I am - Saren."

Although many of his former instincts still remained in his body, and although he still remembered his former name, he had almost forgotten the memories of the past.

He became a fourth-level when he came back to life for the second time, and just had the ability to completely preserve his past heritage in reincarnation through a medium.

He flew away blankly, as if he wanted to find something from the past.

But it didn't matter.

Everyone in this world knew his name.

No matter where he stayed, that person would tell him the story of the past, telling him about his glory as the Bronze Dragon King and everything.

——

After finishing the last arrangement.

Helfas opened his eyes with sweat all over his body, and seemed to be extremely tired. He felt someone wiping the sweat from his forehead, so he looked at the figure beside him.

He opened his mouth and breathed hard, without speaking.

But Zi understood something.

He was leaving.

Helfas moved his lips but made no sound, but Helfas' words echoed in Zi's heart.

He asked Zi: "Is there really nothing you want to do?"

I don't know if it was to comfort Helfas, Zi said: "I decided to go deep into the Earth Gate. You have always been curious about what it is like in there. I heard the depths calling me before, and I want to go there to take a look."

Zi described the strange feeling she had: "It should be very big there, maybe there is another world under the ground. This should be a very wonderful and long journey. I will tell you the story there when I come back."

Helfas's face showed a trace of happiness and amazement.

"It turns out that the door is prepared for you. No wonder we can't open it, because it is not waiting for us."

"Perhaps, you are the real god."

"I am just a fragile mortal."

Zi: "In my eyes, you are the most majestic god in the world."

Helfas wanted to say more, but he seemed to hear the voice deep in his body. His body was separating from his soul and breaking away from his soul from the root.

Perhaps it still has a thousand threads of connection with himself, but it is no longer a body connected to his spirituality and wisdom.

The pain in the body faded a little bit, and death actually brought people a strong sense of happiness.

Helfas was able to speak suddenly. He opened his mouth and looked at Zi and said.

"Zi!"

"Go face your life and find the meaning of your existence!"

"I will leave this body and go to the place I should face."

Zi looked at Helfas who was about to die, and suddenly became a little hesitant. She seemed to have been prepared, but when the last moment really came, she became at a loss.

She grabbed Helfas's hand tightly and wanted to keep him, but she knew that she couldn't keep him at all, because this body was just a reincarnation body for him to stay in the world.

There was a problem with his soul, which she had no way to solve.

Finally.

She grabbed Helfas's hand, put it on her forehead and said.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for letting me see the light, thank you for letting me spend a period of time without loneliness."

"Thank you for walking with me."

At first, Zi was just a blind girl from a wild tribe. She came under the pillar because she saw Helfas, and finally had eyes and the power to walk on the earth.

And it was also she who pulled Helfas out of the darkness and gave him a body to accommodate him in this world.

Helfas touched her hair and face and said softly.

"Me too."

"Zi, thank you for letting me see the light."

"Thank you also... for the days you walked with me."

Helfas' body gradually became cold, his soul left his body, and the dazzling light also dissipated bit by bit in front of Zi.

Zi grabbed Helfas' hand and finally answered his previous question.

"I don't love you."

"I am your flesh and blood and life, and you are my soul and will."

Emotions and desires will fade with time, memories will turn yellow with the years, and blood ties will become insignificant with reincarnation.

The bond of the immortal transcends emotions and desires, transcends blood, and is connected with soul and life.

Zi picked up Helfas' body and walked outside.

"I will definitely find you again, and then hold your hand again, just like before."

"Even if you are outside the world."

"The end of time."

——

Helfas' body died.

But at this moment, many places appeared in front of his eyes at the same time, that is where the black pen was.

The moment he died, his soul appeared in many places in a flash. With the help of the power of the kingdom of the gods, his figure kept flashing, as if he wanted to see every corner of the world he could see.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to see more of this civilized country that he and everyone created together.

In a trance, his consciousness fell into a blank again.

Without a body, and in the human world, it seems that the power is consumed faster.

"There is not much spiritual power."

But at this time, a figure appeared in his eyes.

Finally.

His figure came to the edge of the Shanxi Lake.

It is unknown when a tall temple was built here. This temple has various functions that are different from other black iron dragon temples. It seems that it is only for the worship of the Black Iron Dragon King. There are all kinds of paintings about the Black Iron Dragon King everywhere, and all the classics, hymns and poems about the Black Iron Dragon King are stored.

Compared with other Black Iron Dragon Temples, this place is more like a real temple, specially set up for worship and sacrifice to gods.

Helfas walked out of the Black Iron Dragon Temple.

Came to the lake.

Unlike the last time, it has become much more lively here, with many more boats on the lake, and there are a large number of villages and towns around.

Once, Helfas walked here from the sea, passing through the dense wilderness and jungle around to reach the lake.

And a guy who claimed to be a businessman to Helfas was driven out by his tribe. He survived in this weird wilderness by bartering all the way. He wanted to go from one end of the full moon land to the other to find the gold tribe that could forge metals. That was the high-level tribe he longed for.

Helfas stood quietly by the lake, and at this time another person came here unknowingly.

Sarenen landed on the ground, and walked quietly through towns in the form of a god. He seemed to have never seen such a prosperous scene.

The protagonist on the ground is no longer weird, but dragon people.

He hurried up the hillside.

He was excited to see the magnificent city at the foot of the mountain, and was intoxicated by the beautiful city walls, palaces, and buildings.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Merchant."

"Remember me?"

Saren turned around.

He saw a hazy light and shadow higher up the hillside, and in the light and shadow was a young man with black hair.

He felt that the figure was very familiar, but he stared at the other person, but he couldn't remember the other person's name.

Looking at the other person's confused eyes, Helfas suddenly felt a little lost.

He sighed and prepared to turn around and leave.

And watching the other person walk towards the lake.

Saren's mind was suddenly touched, and he seemed to feel something.

Beside the lake where there was obviously nothing, he seemed to vaguely see a tall fire tree standing there, spreading its beautiful branches and leaves and emitting light, and under that beautiful appearance was actually a man-eating monster.

He suddenly became anxious and shouted at the man.

"Danger!"

"Don't get close, it's a man-eating monster."

Helfas turned his head and smiled slowly in astonishment.

The smile gradually expanded, and then he couldn't help laughing and fell into Salon's mind.

"The monster is gone!"

"With our efforts."

Although it seemed a little regretful, there was no regret at all.

His soul floated into the sky.

Completely separated from the anchor point, he was pulled into the kingdom of the gods by a powerful force, and pulled beyond the long river of the universe and time.

But this time he was no longer passive, floating towards the direction he had chosen.