This is typical darkness under the lamp.

In this area of ​​the sea, it is impossible for civilization to come over because of the existence of the "big furnace of the world".

Since civilization is unwilling to come, the number of visions is naturally very small - do everyone have the ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages?

When everyone thought that the "Great Furnace of the World" would erupt and turn the entire ocean into a plateau, it actually didn't erupt again!

Maybe, the Origin Fire Civilization can survive?

I have to admit, this method is indeed quite clever...

Of course, if a volcanic eruption needs to be delayed, a mirage dragon is not enough. A large number of complex sealing projects are also required.

Therefore, the Origin Fire Civilization invested most of its extraordinary resources into this massive super seal project.

What equipment and weapons, at the last moment, don't have much significance, most of them are transformed into aura.

This fact made Lu Yuan sigh. Is it possible that he can only pick up some leftovers? Forget it... That mess of ruins, there are tens of thousands of souls in them, which is also a huge fortune.

The picture in the mirror ends here.

A volcano model that can find so much information is already very good.

Conch didn't say anything, just sighed softly.

He took out another technological artifact that looked like a camera.

"It also contains a small amount of information."

The camera has been stored until now, and it is obvious that it cannot be used, and the information inside cannot be read.

However, when the mirror shines on the camera, it vibrates again, and a blurry picture appears.

It is a conversation between a girl with a soft appearance and wings on her back and the mirage dragon.

"Amirage, listen carefully... When the epochal disaster begins, you must rush into the crater and protect yourself with magma. The deeper you go, the easier it is to survive."

"Roar!" The Mirage Dragon at that time was so proud and high-spirited.

From the corner of its mouth, there was a vague mockery.

That strong body has an unparalleled temperament.

"Okay, this is my last request to you... This time is really different from the previous disasters... Don't face this disaster head-on, absolutely don't."

The girl stroked the bright scales of the Mirage Dragon, sat on the emerald green grass, and sighed in a low voice: "In the future, we may not be able to meet each other..."

The Dragon of Mirage remained speechless.

What if fragile creatures cannot meet each other?

During its long life cycle, the breeders have changed countless times. When one animal gets old, a new one will come.

No big deal.

However, with this thought in my mind, I couldn't help but pull out a small scale from my tail and give it to the girl as a parting gift.

"Actually, I was thinking, what would you do if...if we couldn't come out of the shelter?"

The girl turned her head and smiled sweetly: "Are you willing to live freely on this continent? Just...well, if we all die, you don't have to...Oh, forget it, it's up to you."

She stopped talking and lay down directly on the grass.

"What is the world like in the ninth era..."

The Dragon of Mirage bared its teeth and let out a silent mockery.

The girl's face turned gloomy again: "Don't laugh at me, just... everyone actually doesn't have much confidence, and I don't have much confidence either..."

"But you have to watch over this volcano and prevent it from erupting. This puts all the pressure on you..."

"I'm a humble person, I'm just a breeder, I can't be of much help... I'm just talking nonsense here."

"Hey, how about I take a picture of you!"

"At least today, the sun still rises in the east and sets in the west! Let us cherish the last time." The girl set up her camera and spread her wings.

The background of the photo is the mirage dragon. It still raised its head proudly, its tail was also raised high, opened its mouth, took the girl, and threw the girl on his back.

"Oh, your bite hurts me so much!"

The girl laughed and then cried, and she sang softly.

The singing voice was clear and soft, as if floating in boundless time, with a touch of sadness.

"Where will I be in a thousand years?"

"Where will we be in ten thousand years?"

Immediately afterwards, a large meteor shower appeared in the sky.

A sharp whistling sound spread across the sky...

The epochal disaster, on this day, kicked off...
Chapter completed!