The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　She turned her head and looked at Doreen's body, watching the black scroll roll out with the spreading blood.

　That is what Yuechen was talking about...the scroll that can bring the Dragon Lord back to this world.

　Vivian picked up the scroll, her eyes flashing briefly as she recalled the scarlet shadow of Chiwen.

　"The real war is about to begin." She murmured softly.

　...END...

Chapter 420 Ancient Dragon Words from Elder

　At the bow of the dark blue fleet, Chiwen was leaning on a cane, silently watching the smoke rising from the Maple Leaf Plain.

　He watched with his own eyes as the ice-blue ancient dragon crushed his adopted daughter's head without mercy, as if it were treating a beast.

　Pain, sorrow, disgust, many emotions that have been flowing from ancient times to the present day surged up again, making Chiwen feel as if a ball of fire was rising in his mind.

　Beside him, a bipedal lizardman wearing a navy uniform came over and whispered:

　"My Lord...are you going to turn against me?"

　"We failed," Chiwen whispered. "Qiuniu is in complete control of the situation. His actions as the governor of Danzhou are completely legitimate. We have no right to interfere."

　"But Lady Doreen..."

　"Her death was caused by arrogance and underestimation of the enemy," Chiwen said. "The Ice Dragon Emperor's rule made us fear ice dragons, but the extinction of the Ice Dragon family made them ignore this point. Ice dragons are descendants of the Dark Moon Dragon, the most powerful dragon species in the world. No ice dragon should be underestimated, especially Perses Xia... and perhaps now we should also consider that Vivian Xia?"

　"So next we..."

　"Next, we will tear their skin and dig out their bones!" Chiwen roared, shook his scepter, and raised waves on the sea, "But not now... not now..."

　He looked towards the distant horizon, his pupils widened, and his vision came to the sky above the plain.

　"If we launch an attack, the other Jiedushi will also join the chaos," Chiwen murmured softly, "So we wait... wait for the balance to tilt..."

　"Until then...we still have a lot to do..."

　"Tell Ya Zi that I want to see him—in the real plane."

　At this moment, in the banquet hall of Wuthering Heights.

　Alice pushed open the door and hurried in, and immediately saw Vivian sitting at the table.

　She took two or three steps forward.

　He hugged his little dragon girl and rubbed the back of her head.

　"Are you okay, Vivian? Are you hurt?"

　"It's healed!" Vivian raised her head. "Um... let go, there are so many people here..."

　At this moment, the entire hall was filled with Danzhou soldiers who had set up camp on the spot. Some of them were enjoying their food, while others were bandaging their wounds with the help of military doctors.

　As for Vivian and Xingmo, they were eating a light meal at the table.

　"...Xiaomo contacted me. Did you meet the Ancient Dragon Hunter?" Alice rubbed Vivian's cheek. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

　"No, he didn't do anything," Vivian hesitated, "He even..."

　"Even what?"

　"He even helped me... a lot?"

　Vivian felt a little complicated for a moment. To her, the image of Gu Longshou was no longer the crazy Gu Long who killed people without blinking an eye.

　He is bloodthirsty and cruel, but he was once a young man with dreams, dreaming of serving as a bridge between humans and dragons.

　It was the Black Dragon Society and humans who made him what he is now.

　Sins do not disappear with the tragic past, but are mixed together, outlining a sad shadow walking alone on the long road of revenge.

　"Anyway, the Ancient Dragon Hunter has been captured," Vivian said, straightening her mind. "The Battle of Whistling Fort has come to an end, right?"

　"No, not yet."

　A red rift opened up, and Aurora walked out of it and sat down at the table.

　She picked up the bottle of water that Xingmo had drunk from, took a sip, and wiped her mouth:

　"The young trees have returned to the forest. The Danzhou Army's external explanation was that it was a large mirage. The Holy Tree Army never appeared at all. The Howling Fort was captured by the Danzhou government."

　"That's quite imaginative," Xingmo muttered. "What do you mean it's not over yet?"

　"We've noticed the Yazi and Chiwen fleets are gathering," Aurora said. "This means they're planning to join forces. I suspect their goal isn't to help the Black Dragon Society win the war, but to find a way to intervene in the situation in Danzhou."

　"What's there for Danzhou to intervene in?" Vivian asked.

　"Perhaps it's the Abyss of Eternal Darkness," Xing Mo whispered, "where the Dragon Lord sleeps."

　As she said this, she took out a small box from her bosom and opened it on the table.

　Inside the box is a black scroll, the surface of which looks like obsidian with a luster and a faint black light flowing between the lines.

　"It was found on Doreen DuBois. It should have been given to her by Zuo Shangtang," Xingmo said. "I didn't rush to open it because it might have strong occult contamination."

　"Very cautious," Alice nodded. "I'll go set up a ritual chamber and open it later."

　After saying that, she pulled up Vivian who was still eating and waved to Xingmo and Aurora.

　"I haven't finished eating my meat yet! Meat! Meat!" Vivian's shouts became increasingly distant.

　""

　Xingmo and Aurora looked at each other and shrugged at the same time.

　"What do you think?" Aurora spoke first.

　"Vivian said there's no information about the Ice Dragon family in the Three Lives Stone, so the Ancient Dragon Hunter will have to go find the Dragon Lord next," Xing Mo replied calmly. "I think he deliberately let himself into our hands. Otherwise, according to his style, Dorin could have been left to us to deal with, and he could have gone directly to the Dragon Lord."

　"He's really a fearless guy." Aurora muttered.

　"Perhaps he also knows that if he wants to reach the Dragon Lord, he will most likely need the help of the Danzhou forces," Xing Mo shrugged, "but I think... it has nothing to do with us."

　Yes, after successfully capturing the ancient dragon hunter alive, the contract between the White Tower Supernatural Department and Danzhou Prefecture was completed.

　Next, Xingmo should go to Qiuniu to ask for information about the Haishangyun.

　As for whether to kill the Dragon Lord later, Xing Mo thought he could observe for a while.

　Although the unknown power lies in the hands of the Dragon Lord, Xingmo is not the most urgent person to obtain it.

　The most urgent one should be Yuechen.

　Truth plus the unknown is the complete string of truth, which will be the string that defines all the scales in the world.

　When the truth was in Yuechen, Xingmo was not in a hurry to actively seek the unknown.

　Let's wait and see what happens.

　"We must get a good night's sleep after returning from Yan Xia," Aurora stretched. "Although it doesn't matter whether we sleep or not, life feels like it's missing something without a ritualized sleep."

　"You should stay up late reading less."

　"Hey, entertainment is essential~"

　Half an hour later, in a room in Wuthering Heights.

　Alice raised her wand, finished outlining the string array, and then took two steps back.

　"All right."

　She turned around and motioned Xingmo to come forward.

　""

　Xingmo took the scroll, walked slowly to the center of the string magic circle, and released his hand.

　The black scroll slowly rose under the support of the string magic circle. The black light outlined the body of the scroll and dyed the patterns inch by inch.

　Xingmo took two steps back, raised his wand, and waved it gently a few times.

　"Om..."

　The black light gradually restrained the scroll, and then unfolded it bit by bit.

　At the same time, Aurora raised a small branch and waved it casually a few times.

　Green light spread out, providing protection for everyone in the space, preventing any high information entropy from overwhelming their sanity.

　""

　As the scroll was slowly unrolled, colorful light streamed out.

　"It's indeed information," Aurora said. "Come, let's use the dream observation method."

　She waved her hand, and green light pierced into the scroll, digging out the colorful lights and turning them into countless chaotic fragments.

　The fragments quickly pieced together, and at the same time, the group's vision was gradually filled with darkness.

　""

　In the darkness, Xingmo heard a low dragon roar.

　She saw a five-winged fire dragon standing on the highest mountain of Liudao Island, its golden vertical pupils staring ferociously at the city below.

　"I pray that my ascended body will bear the Lord's will," Yan Zun murmured softly, "I wish to be transformed into firewood, and I pray that the Lord will return from the eternal unknown."

　"I pray for the unknown to reappear... I pray—the Gate of Corpses!"

　His pupils were gradually covered by scarlet blood, and from the infinitely deep ground, miserable wails filled the sky.

　At the same time, above the distant sky, a cold wave swept over like an overwhelming force.

　The five-winged ice dragon roared above the sea of ​​clouds and flew towards Yan Zun.

　""

　After a great battle, Yan Zun was killed by the Ice Dragon Emperor and Liudao sank.

　From afar, Xing Mo saw the wounded Ice Dragon Emperor gradually moving away and disappearing on the horizon.

　The dark dream turned, and the wounded Ice Dragon Emperor was bathing in the lava deep in the cave, tempering his own scales with the extremely high temperature.

　He looked up at the darkness above, black flames burning in his ice-blue vertical pupils.

　"...It was from that time that the Dragon Lord's curse was passed on to the Ice Dragon Emperor..."

　"...right after He killed Yan Zun..."

　Xingmo turned around suddenly and found Yuechen standing behind her, pacing with a smile.

　She immediately drew her wand, and the Tree of Life mark on the back of her hand radiated light—even in her dreams, she had complete self-defense capabilities.

　"Why are you here?" Xingmo asked warily.

　"Because I was the one who gave that black scroll to Zuo Shangtang," Yuechen said with a faint smile. "I told the Guilai Sect that this scroll would help them find a way to bring back the Dragon Lord, just as Yan Zun longed to do a thousand years ago."

　"Both Zuo Shangtang and Doreen DuBois have seen this scroll, but all they saw was a vague history, leaving them with almost limitless...fantasy."

　"Only you, Xingxing," Yuechen said, taking two steps closer to Xingmo, "only you can...understand the meaning of history."

　As he spoke, a faint golden light flickered in the darkness, splitting the pitch black into two.

　A grand historical scene unfolded in the darkness: the golden dawn after the Age of Gods, and the dragon seeds born under the light of the crescent moon.

　"You've met Bahamut, the elder of the Hell of Fire, right? Then you should know that fire dragons are a race loyal to the Goddess of the Star Sea, born under the illumination of the stars."

　"The fire dragon symbolizes the beginning of civilization and is the mighty force of nature. It has always held a very high status in Yanxia during the post-God Age."

　"Ice dragons, on the other hand, are the complete opposite—they were born from the icy blue light of the crescent moon. Some even believe they are the remnant souls left behind after the Ice and Flame Legion fell at the end of the Age of Gods, transformed into twisted creations through unnatural means."

　"In the post-God Age, the struggle between the Ice Dragon and the Fire Dragon was the dominant theme on the Yanxia Islands. It was a war that lasted for a thousand years. The Ice Dragon controlled the ominous icy flames, leaving no grass or grass growing in its path. The dead transformed into the Ice Flame Legion and rose again, gradually forming a zombie army."

　"The fire dragons were defeated step by step. Even when the Star Sea Goddess achieved the final victory at the end of the Age of Gods, the golden starlight still did not reach them."

　"Finally, the Fire Dragon surrendered. By then, Yan Xia had transformed into a purgatory of ice and flame. The Ice Dragon's power had grown unprecedentedly. To prevent the destruction of countless lives, the Fire Dragon King at the time voluntarily retreated to Liudao and the surrounding islands to maintain peace."

　"This is also why Yan Xia has almost no faith in the Star Sea Goddess. With the Fire Dragon's affiliated tribes almost completely wiped out, the faith in the Star Sea Goddess naturally couldn't be passed down, leaving only some faith in the Dark Moon Dragon."

　"There are different stories about the Ice Dragon's victory, but they all point to the same place."

　"That's the Abyss of Eternal Darkness."

　"Legend has it that in the early days of the War of Gods, the Fire Dragon King led his tribe to an unstoppable force. Relying on the Yanxia people's massive number of anchor points, they overwhelmed the Ice Dragon and nearly achieved victory."

　"After the Ice Dragon's territory was almost reduced to Danzhou, the Ice Dragon King at that time stepped into a forbidden abyss."

　"Of course, that abyss is almost unknown to later generations. It is hidden in the unknown, deep in the depths of the underworld, and no record of it has been left in history."