They returned to the foot of the mountain where the magical plain was.

Due to the explosion of the natural power of the Eternal Tree, the forest is now in a period of abundant natural magic. The vigorous natural magic has all the throbbing magic plains, and no one of the originally arrogant rifts can be found at this time.

The only thing left is the crack of the magic plain that was torn open by Siglid, belonging to the Dragon Realm.

This crack is also invisible. It is hidden among the green leaves. Siglid breathed and burned the green leaves cleanly, so that the crack could be revealed.

The horns of dragon descendants, the bones of human heroes, the feathers of beast gods, and the eternal stones of elves.

The creatures of the Fourth Era attempted to pour together the power they could unite together, casting them into an unparalleled sword, defeating the end of destruction.

And now, the horns of the dragon descendants are only left before this sword reappears in the world.

The horns of the dragon descendants are naturally in the dragon domain.

But the problem is that the dragon horn of the giant dragon in the dragon domain has long been taken off by Cyril, and is now lying honestly in Cyril's space bracelet. The mark on his hand did not react at all to the dragon horn.

He had thought before that because the dragon horn was the last synthetic component, he would not give feedback before he could collect the three items. But at this time, the bones of the human heroic soul were already in his hands, and the mark still had no reaction to the dragon horn.

Could it be... the "Dragon Horn" that can truly echo the mark is still in the dragon domain?

In that round door?

Cyril looked at the crack and felt a vague premonition in his heart, as if something extremely bad would happen after entering it.

But Siglid did not give him a chance to hesitate. The suddenly deformed dragon claw had already tear the crack into the size of a door, and then she walked into it first.

Cyril had no choice but to follow her in.

As Siglid said, although he has the power level of the natural disaster level and even has the divine nature of the God of Nature, the battle at this level cannot be won with bare hands.

Nora has His bow and sword, Yurira has His trident, the beast god's weapon is said to be a giant axe, and the army god's weapon is a long spear and a heavy shield...

High-level weapons can only exert their power in the hands of high-level people; and the power of high-level people can only be truly displayed through high-level weapons.

This is the power of "equipment".

If we follow the normal game process, Cyril should have just been level 70 now, holding an epic dagger of level 60, and paired with an excellent top-grade short crossbow...

He shook his head, threw these messy thoughts out of his mind, and then followed Siglid into the wind and snow ahead.

Siglid walked very slowly.

She didn't say a word, walking in the wind and snow with her lips tightly pursed, with no special expression on her face. Cyril looked at her, unable to see what she was thinking, and only read some nostalgic emotions from the pair of light golden pupils.

"If you want to know, you can ask me directly."

Siglid suddenly said, "There is no need to hide like this."

Cyril looked away from her and looked at the building complex that gradually appeared in front of the dragon.

"I want to know what choice you dragons made in the Fourth Age."

"Why do they cooperate with other creatures? They have their own dragon domain and an independent space that can clearly avoid the end..."

"My father was the leader of the Dragon Clan at that time, and my mother was a human." Siglid interrupted and said to himself: "The dragon descendants are not pure blood dragons, you must remember this first."

Cyril was a little surprised. He had always thought that Siglid was a pure-blooded dragon. After all, the dragon clan had never appeared in the game, and the relevant descriptions often only had dragon language magic and the glorious history of the dragon clan.

Of course, there are also the promiscuous dragons and the exaggerated ***, which will mate with many races, so there are so many sub-dragon species.

The dragon descendants in different game concepts are naturally not easy to use. Siglid has always been able to manifest the body parts of the dragon, such as dragon claws, dragon horns, and dragon tails at any time. It was previously directly transformed into a big black dragon. No wonder he thought that Siglid's human body was just an image transformed by the dragon.

"I grew up in the Dragon Domain, but I haven't been able to stay there for too long. I probably only lived in the Dragon Domain...three hundred years?"

She shook her head, "I can't remember it, and then I left the Dragon Realm and went with other dragon descendants."

"Other dragon descendants?"

"Of course, you don't think I'm the only dragon descendant, do you?" Siglid showed a contemptuous look and then continued, "In the Fourth Era, the dragon's side is dominated by the dragon descendants, and after we left the Dragon Realm, the Dragon Realm closed itself."

"My father said that the Dragon Domain also has enemies that it needs to face. He does not intend to mix the two battlefields together, choose to let the dragon clan take on the enemy they are responsible for, and let the dragon descendants participate in the union of creatures."

"The dragon domain closes itself because the dragon domain also has its own enemies..." Cyril chewed the meaning of Siglid's words, "So the dragon domain will be closed frequently. Is it the dragon domain blocked in the huge circular gate that is the 'enemy' of the dragon domain?"

"Maybe." Siglid refused to comment. "The promotion of the Holy White Court is basically dominated by humans. I am just involved as a thug. Unfortunately, we failed and I was also enfeoffed in the Book of Heroes."

"This is what happened in the Fourth Era."

"As for what the Dragon Domain has experienced later, and whether there are new dragon descendants walking in the world, I don't know anything about these." Siglid shook his head, "But now the Dragon Domain has appeared in the world in the magical plains. I'm afraid the Dragon Domain will be destroyed by its enemies."

“We’re here.”

She stopped.

The wind and snow gradually faded, and in front of them was the messy dragon construction ruins and the huge dragon corpse. The dragon was still pressing a dragon claw on the round door before, but at this time Cyril was reading this scene and had another interpretation in his mind.

Perhaps... it was this giant dragon that closed the enemies of the Dragon Domain in this round gate when the Dragon Domain was on the verge of destruction?

He was thinking in his heart that Siglid had already walked towards the corpse. Every time she took a few steps forward, the dragon's signs on her body became a little more.

The black dragon scales gradually climbed up to her fair neck, the dragon's tail protruded out of the tail vertebrae, the dragon wings stretched, and the huge dragon claws hung down. When she walked up the round door, she had already returned to the appearance of the big black dragon, and her body size was almost as huge as that corpse.

Cyril's heart suddenly thumped, and he watched the huge black dragon incarnated in Siglid lying beside the dragon skeleton in almost the same position, feeling that something bad was about to happen.

"Siglid! Stop!"

He shouted subconsciously, but the big black dragon did not respond to his trend. It maintained that posture, then turned its head slightly and pointed the dragon head to the giant dragon dragon prime minister who had lost its horns.

Then, the dragon's corpse gradually lit up.

The wind and snow in the entire Dragon Realm seemed to stop at this moment.

The corpse was originally a beautiful color as crystal clear as jade. It became brighter and brighter at this time.

As the corpse gradually became brighter, the majestic magic began to flow between the corpse and Siglid. Siglid's body began to tremble violently, as if under some huge pressure. Cyrill walked around the dragon's head and saw that the dragon's head was hanging down, the dragon's eyes were still open, and the golden vertical pupils exuded infinite majesty, pressing the pain it suffered under the majesty.

Cyril raised his hands and tried to give Siglid some help with nature, but the latter opened his mouth and squirted at him a dragon breath, warning him not to act rashly.

He could only watch Siglid under inexplicable pressure until the majestic flow of magic ended, and she collapsed as if she had lost all her strength, unable to maintain the dragon shape and directly turned back to the human body.

"Siglid!"

Cyril stepped forward to support Siglid, and when he touched the other person's skin, he found that her body was astonishingly hot. And the moment he caught Siglid, the corpse of the giant dragon that had been standing in front suddenly collapsed, and the chord bones scattered all over the ground, and the clanging sounded.

They all lost their beautiful color as crystal clear as jade, and their colors were pale, as if they had been completely drained.

"Memory inheritance." Siglid gasped slightly, broke free from Cyril's support, and stood up shakingly, "A secret technique of the dragon clan, I didn't expect to use it now."

"That is...you received its memory from it?"

"Inverme has been waiting for a long time." Siglid looked at the dragon bones on the ground with reverent eyes. "The last Dragon Emperor, the Dragon King of Sword, the thunder it masters can cross space, and its power has reached its peak in the civilization where magic power declines."

Inverme, that's the name of that keel.

"But it has not been able to lead the already gradually withering Dragon Domain to the other side of hope. The filth that broke out from the door invaded the Dragon Domain, and every giant dragon was fighting."

"Dirty? Whose filth?" Cyril interrupted her and said, "It's the Dragon God..."

"The Dragon God does not have any filth," Siglid explained, "The Dragon God's power has turned into this dragon domain, and I have already told you."

"That filth is..."

"The negative emotions of the gods who covet 'divine power'." Siglid laughed terrified, "The Dragon Domain is a pure flow of dragon gods. You can regard it as a cake made of divine power."

"And the gods turned into stars and left far away, their divine power had long disappeared."

"Except for the Dragon Domain?"

"Except for the Dragon Domain."

Cyrill's pupils contracted slightly.

He understood what Siglid was saying.

The negative emotions of the gods attempt to further improve themselves by devouring divine power. They attempt to take over the authority left by the departed gods, but due to insufficient power, they cannot truly stand in that position.

They can only get stuck in that pass and kill the latecomers who are trying to take over the authority of the gods one by one, so as to ensure that no one except them can sit on the vacant divine positions.

He thought quickly and suddenly understood why the civilization era was constantly changing, and the creatures could develop safely and steadily for the first hundreds or even thousands of years of each civilization era.

Such a cruel world is not a novel, nor is it a fool. It is impossible for those obvious enemies to develop and pose a threat to themselves.

It’s just because there are places like “Dragon Domain” that are carrying the burden on the creatures.

They attract the filth of those awakened gods and seal them in the door, allowing the creatures to have time and space for development until the end of the sleeping sleep wakes up - such as Nora's filth, Yurira's filth...

Siglid's story continues.

"The power of the dragon is also fading with the replacement of civilization. Civilization replacement is essentially a kind of consumption of magic power in the world, and the wear and tear of the power of the Black Hall and the White Ring."

"The last dragon emperor Inverme believes that if he continues to consume this way, the dragon will not be able to guard the filth of the gods who awaken in advance, so this time the dragons will do their best at the beginning."

"They gained an advantage and then rushed into the door, trying to destroy all the filth in one go."

"But they're trapped."

"The filth hidden in the void gave them a fatal blow, and a large number of dragons died in the gate. Almost no dragons escaped, and they were all swallowed up in the gate."

"Only Inverme is left, and flew out with the last force and forced him to close it."

"It is the last Dragon Emperor and the last giant dragon."

Siglid said, walking to the nearest keel bone, squatting down, picking up the half-person-sized keel bone, and holding it in his arms.
To be continued...