Prologue: The Divided Godhead
The sky is grey and dark.
"Boom!"
Silver lightning slashed through the sky, and the instant silver light illuminated the gray and white building below, as if God had punished the sky.
"Ding, thing, thing..."
The sound of footsteps echoed in the dark church, and suddenly the man stopped.
In front of me, a dark cross that was one head higher than him stood in the middle of the church, and there was a young man vaguely above it.
"Boom!"
There was another loud bang, and lightning flashed across the sky again, and the church suddenly became bright.
The golden spear shone brightly on the boy's chest, and the bright red blood stained his black and white tuxedo, adding a bit of shock to the mess.
Lu Mingze was covered in shackles and was nailed to a blood-stained cross. His dark eyes suddenly shone. He looked at the man in front of him and murmured: "Brother, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
"Do you hate me..." The man murmured at the face full of blood and similar to himself.
He wanted to touch the tears in the corner of the boy's eyes, but he didn't know how to start, so he could only sit still, as if he was hesitating.
"No, I hate my cowardice even more. After so many years, we have accompanied each other through the loneliness of the world, and built a brilliant dragon world together. Over the years, we have not distinguished you and me, and we share power and power. We should be the people we trust most."
Lu Mingze's tone revealed a faint sadness. It is hard to imagine that the little devil several years ago was so weak, a bit like Lu Mingfei later...
"You will understand me. One day, I will give you the brilliant world we have created. Before that, we all have to learn to sleep alone in the long dark night. But remember, we will wake up eventually!"
The man finally showed a firm expression on his hesitant face, and then he held the golden spear that emitted cold light and used all his strength to penetrate the boy's body.
"Ah! No!" A shrill voice echoed in the church.
My most trusted brother killed me! This was Lu Mingze’s last thought.
The violent hatred turned into bone-attached maggots at the last moment. They were everywhere, penetrated into Lu Mingze's limbs and bones, filling his gradually stripped soul and rooted in the depths.
"We will see you again, brother, when we return, all the rebel ministers will die! We will rule the world again, and I will share the throne with you." The man looked sad, and the final determination burst out in his eyes that were still hesitant.
This is how the dragon clan is, violent and affectionate.
The man took a last look at Lu Mingze behind him, which had shrunk and lost his breath, and he breathed a lot of relief.
Then the long-lost power surged into his body again, and the huge black bone wings behind the man suddenly bloomed, and his whole body began to be covered with dense black scales.
He held a golden spear, and at this moment, he turned back to the cold emperor.
He wanted to teach those monarchs who betrayed him with his own hands, even if the price was to die together, he would spare no effort!
In the distance, clouds began to dissipate, and the setting sun shone on the earth. The warrior in heavy armor held a strange-shaped branch in his hand, sitting upright on the eight-legged war horse, following him were the most noble monarch in the world and their servants.
All kinds of huge roars were heard everywhere, as if they were blowing the death knell of the old era.
"Ao~"
A huge black figure rose from the mountains in the distance and entrenched on the golden throne as big as a mountain, staring coldly at the rebels under his feet.
For a moment, there was silence everywhere. Except for the figure on the golden eight-legged war horse, all the other dragons crawled down unwillingly, including the proud monarchs.
Although the emperor has reached the end of his journey, the awe and fear embedded in the depths of his soul are still enough to suppress them.
"Driving~"
The warriors on the war horse did not hesitate anymore. They wore dark golden armor and blue cloak, picked up the spear made of the branches of the World Tree, and walked towards them. The dragons behind them struggled and jumped up and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!