When "Future" and Loca stepped within a straight line distance of less than 20 meters in the country house, the surrounding environment and the air brought heavy ripples, like a huge rock falling into the strange and peaceful deep sea surface.

Suddenly, Loka stretched out his hand and found that the drizzling rain had just stopped. Looking up, the sky became brighter.

Close your eyes, and Loca and "Future" took a deep breath, they found that a limited ectopic world seemed to form in the limited area around this country house.

The windmill is on the left front of this country house, which is started to run with the slight hot air waves coming. The sky is occupied by pure white clouds of various shapes, adding many fairy tale embellishments to the extremely rare blue sky in the wasteland world.

The sun shining on all things is now hanging high in the air, swaying light without hesitation, allowing the clouds to reflect, and reflecting golden and red light at the distant end.

Keep going a few steps forward, as if you had already predicted that the two teenagers would come here, the fingers of the "future" had just bent. When you wanted to knock on the tall door of the two with a white-painted, especially with a slightly arched structure, it was opened directly under the gentle "creaking" sound.

"Come in, boy. Although you did not come here because of fate, you who have a pure heart and are pious to God will definitely not be infected with any depravity."

A slightly old hand opened the door and invited the two into the room in a thick and slightly hoarse tone.

After walking into the door for a few seconds, due to the large difference in light and darkness between the inside and outside, Loca and "Future" slowed down for a while before barely adapting to the light emitted from the inside of the room with the dim color of the gas light as the main color.

Standing next to the door slightly crampedly, "Future" subconsciously protected Loka behind her and carefully observed the "humanity" in front of her.

The "human" who invited the two people to enter was about two meters tall and strong. From the outside, they looked about fifty years old. They were wearing Cruzde's palace clothes, and the upper clothes were blue as the base, but the fabrics were numerous and the lines were trivial. The patterns and images on the embroidered were rich. They mostly outlined the sunflowers and peacocks with golden lines, revealing a sense of elegance and luxury.

Even the belt at the bottom of the top was made of purple fabric that was rare in the Second Age, and the huge button in the middle was carved with Cruzde's sacred artifact, Ice Pestle.

Although the lower body is mainly blue-black trousers, there is a sword that only a noble can hold on his waist. Even the sturdy, full of flesh on his face, a big beard, and a top hat on his blue eyes are also inserted with peacock feathers as embellishment of identity symbols.

With a steady and heavy pace that was almost trembling on the ground, the "human" walked to the center of the left side of the room near the burning hanging fireplace, and said in Cruise German with a slightly old sound and tone:

"Don't be afraid of me, boys. What you have in front of you is just a soul who should have died in battle or followed the Lord. It's just that because of the complex magnetic field in the 'Deep Relics of Suffering', I have not entered the hell of abominable weak ghosts."

"Are you the royal family of the old Cruzd Empire?" Loka asked tentatively, staring at the ground without even daring to look up.

After a heavy sigh, "human" responded:

"The old empire? Could it be that time has passed the final moment set by the 'Thousand Years of Kings' Plan? Haha, sure enough, His Majesty's hysterical plan ultimately failed to retain the power we passed on for thousands of years.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself to you. I am the marshal of the Cruzd Empire, and of course, a member of the royal family. My full name is Augustus Ivanoka Vladimir Rurik. At that time, North I, the father of Ivan Twenty-two, personally granted me the position.

"In order to protect his praiseworthy body, I voluntarily abandon my body and exist in this plane isolated from the world, waiting for the arrival of 'judgment'."

"Augustus...Your Excellency..." "The Future" asked very cautiously:

“I used a magic that was called ‘forbidden’ in the past to bring my consciousness into this place. When I was lucky enough to peek here, my body’s reaction to energy told me that this should be the place where the dragon clans were imprisoned, that is, ‘Dragon Realm’.

"Why, just over a month later, when we really entered here, we didn't see any dragon?"

"Dragon clan?" Augustus smiled subtly:

"They have long been completely abandoned and become eternal history as rulers of the world and as noble races that can easily communicate with gods and receive their blessings and guidance.

"Steam Yuan In 713, Ivan Twenty-two took office as emperor. Twenty-one years later, he also searched for the so-called dragon clan. To the north, he arrived at the only land at the top of the endless ice ocean, an island named "The Future", and searched for the ancient dragon clan of the ice vein.

"To the south, the 'search team' he sent traveled through swamps and deserts, and through the territory of the Sunnese people, they arrived at the central lake where the ancient beasts were extremely active, and even sneaked into it. To the west, we arrived at the 'far island', just one step away from crossing the dark storm and touching the obstacles set by the ancient gods. And to the east, during the honeymoon with the Khitan Ris, the 'investigation team' under the 'East District Legion' had traveled to every big city of the Eastern people, and even climbed the 'ice peak' called the 'top of the continent' to explore the possible abandoned dragon people.

"However, the result is disappointing. Even though the Khitan Rises had launched a large-scale celebration and military parade, as well as the so-called opening of the Dragon Realm and the cancellation of the ban, and even summoned the almost forgotten "Floating Divine Realm" to reappear on earth. However, nothing happened except the "half-dragon man" who had lost most of his power and wisdom. Of course, this does not include the disaster that almost destroyed the Khitan Rises."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "I heard that there was once a dragon clan...a 'half-dragon man' boy named Adaroni, who was imprisoned in the underground of the old empire for thousands of years. If you really want to study the power of the dragon clan, why not go to him?"

"What do you think is our purpose in finding the Dragon Clan?" Augustus asked back.

"Isn't it for the so-called supreme power?" Loka asked in confusion, looking at Augustus's generous face.

"This is very narrow." Augustus criticized in a tone of teaching his subordinates:

"A emperor who truly wants to break through human identity and is comparable to gods will never recognize the world with a stupid and greedy attitude. The ultimate plundering thinking is upheld by Putoya's dirty businessmen who claim to be gentlemen.

"For a man who tries to break through the shackles of the continent and the planet, arrives at the other side of the deep universe, and try to contact the great Creator who created everything, this power is not enough to move him. In his mind, he has almost half of the world. The power of the dragon clan is just the ultimate destructive power, lasting endurance, powerful magic power, and agile thinking power.

"These can all be solved by the technological products produced. Cruiser's aerospace army, even rockets, are enough to surpass the dragon's flight speed and reach the suffocating universe. The energy provided by steam and oil can make the machine run until it is scrapped. Electronic computer models that lead several eras of differential machines are even larger than the dragon's, and the calculation speed is even faster. In just one second, it can calculate more than ten thousand times.

"These are enough to overturn any dragon clan's power. What's more, the constantly improved 'fire of heaven's punishment' gives us enough ability to destroy any dragon clan, or even the world."

"Then why, we still need to look for the dragon clan?" Loka asked.

"A fact." Augustus replied briefly.

"What fact?"

"Facts about the gods." Augustus said, after making a gesture of invitation to Loka and the "future", he sat straight and heavy on the noble and elegant red leather sofa, and continued:

"Ivan Twenty-II wanted to confirm whether with pure human power, it could completely surpass the great dragon clan that had ruled the world for thousands of years. Can the power of technology completely replace the magic that has been respected for thousands of years, that is, the power of magic. After all, the real future world will be a world where technology dominates everything.

"After crossing the electrical and information ages, the extraordinary power brought by humans with technology will no longer look at talent or whether they can resonate with the magic power created by the Creator. By then, everyone will have the opportunity to manipulate extraordinary power to obtain happiness.

“Humans… will no longer need to value talent, nor be bound by origin and understanding. From the moment we have independent consciousness, we can constantly create our world, just like the sleeping Creator.”

"But, Ivan's twenty-second life has not been proved after all, right?" "The Future" smiled bitterly:

"The world now is still a world of extraordinary power and ghosts. The 'intentional people' are unscrupulous in eating the fragile bodies of human beings, and the lost people wander on the edge of the world to endure pain and confusion. Those human beings who are trying to end the chaos are always subject to various shackles and have to usher in a failed end. However, now we really don't have to look at talent and background anymore. After all, everyone has to participate in the war with their eyes open and close their eyes."

"It's just a painful process, and as long as this process is over, everything will be fine," said Augustus.

"Process?" "The Future" suddenly became alert, and immediately "take out" the guess in his heart and asked in diameter:

"Can't it be said that the formation of the wasteland world is really closely related to Ivan Twenty-two?"

Hearing this, Augustus suddenly looked up and glanced at "Future" with a surprised gaze. Then, an undepressing smile appeared on his face.

Then, he waved his hand gently on the table, and two cups of oriental tea that exuded a refreshing fragrance appeared in front of several people.

Augustus pinched the porcelain teacup with his hands, blew lightly, sucked a few sips of tea, and said:

"By the way, you are the 'new humans' transformed by the 'Ivanov virus'. I can see your lively bodies and feel the energy in your bodies. It seems that the 'future bomb' has been activated long ago, and your arrival has indeed proved that the 'world transformation plan' has made absolute progress."

"What does this mean!" "Future" suddenly stood up, took out the pistol from Loka's waist, pressed against Augustus' head, and ordered the former marshal of the empire in a very humiliating way:
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