Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 259 Since then, there are no more sun, moon and stars in the sky.

"Soul?" Herzog showed great interest.

He has done research all his life, found the proof of the existence of the dragon race, and researched the method of cloning the emperor's blood. He thought he was in the field of dragon blood research, but he never knew that there was such an illusory term "soul" in the inheritance of the dragon race.

"Is there really a soul in this world?" Herzog asked humbly.

And Mars also showed great cooperation. He didn't seem to intend to hide these secrets from Herzog at all, but was looking forward to them.

"Doctor, you have already experienced the process of creating life, have you never noticed the moment when the fire of life is ignited?"

Create life?Are you referring to those clones?
Herzog pondered, recalling the experiment in the Black Swan, but never recalled any suspicious process.

Mars continued: "Doctor, do you know the most direct division between life and death?"

"Human medicine divides death into two types. The first is heart stop beating and breathing, and the second is brain death." Mars raised his hand and nodded his forehead, "Only when you die here is the real death." The brain stops functioning, the consciousness gradually dissipates, and the self also disappears. Only when this step is reached is the real meaning of death.”

Herzog narrowed his eyes and said: "Assuming there is a soul, after death, does the soul dissipate with the disappearance of the conscious self, or does it go somewhere?"

He suddenly thought of the "immortality" of the Dragon King, or the "immortality" of the entire pure blood dragon.

As long as the cocoon is prepared in advance, the dragon will still be reborn in a new cocoon even if it dies.

He didn't know this information before, so he missed the most precious egg hidden in the dragon's corpse in the black swan. If he could get that egg back then, his experiment progress could be improved a lot. Dissect the secrets of the Dragon King.

After learning this information from the inside of the Sheqi Bajia, he also doubted the accuracy of the news, and even made several conjectures, but without exception, there were loopholes that could not be self-consistent.

But now, he learned an astonishing statement from the person in front of him——soul.

Assuming that the root of the immortality of the dragons lies in their souls, then many things can be explained. The mixed races of the past have never really killed them. Root【Soul】causes damage.

As long as they are given time to re-conceive their bodies, they can still return.

And assuming that this line of thinking continues, Herzog can't help but start thinking about the truth about the dragon's cocoon. Is this some kind of method similar to cloning?
At the beginning, the Dragon Clan left cloned embryos based on themselves, and after death, their souls were re-injected into the prepared embryos to give birth to the present body again.

Herzog's eyes flickered. If this is the case, then it proves that the real immortality of the Dragon Clan is not the body, but the soul!

Are dragons essentially spiritual beings? !
"No one knows." Mars spread his hands, "We believe that every creature in the world will ignite the fire of life at the moment of birth of consciousness, which is the root of the soul, but no one has ever known where the soul returns after death. "

"What about the dragons?" Herzog asked, "So many dragons have died for thousands of years, are they all just fake deaths? As far as I know, alchemy weapons can really kill the dragons, so that you can't be resurrected."

"Doctor, when discussing information, don't you think the source of information should be discussed first?" Mars said with a half-smile, "Who do you think the saying that alchemy weapons can really kill dragons came from? The mixed race? Don't be funny, what ability do they have to verify whether the dragon is really dead?"

"My family's eternal rest will last for hundreds of years and thousands of years. When our blood descendants come back to the world again, the enemies from back then will be nothing but a pile of bones."

Mars said slowly: "The alchemy weapon can indeed severely injure the soul of the dragon, that's because the alchemy weapon itself conceives a living spirit, but to really kill a pure-blooded dragon, unless it has not prepared a cocoon in advance and loses its physical attachment If the Dragon Clan can only be reduced to a lonely ghost, they will either lose themselves for a long time, or be swallowed by their own clan."

"It sounds like losing yourself is also death?"

"The sobriety of the self is the proof of existence. In our world, losing oneself is tantamount to death." Mars sighed, "The vast majority of dragons end up losing themselves and never return."

"Can you devour the souls of your own race?"

"This is a way for the dragon clan to strengthen itself." Mars said with a smile, "It is also the origin of countless wars."

Herzog pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said, "What about the Seven Deadly Sins? According to the information we have, Norton created the Seven Deadly Sins to end his seven brothers and sisters. This is enough to prove that an alchemy sword of the Seven Deadly Sins level can Really kill the Dragon King."

"The Seven Deadly Sins..."

When it comes to this set of alchemy knives, even Mars is a little silent.

"This is the ultimate manifestation of Norton's alchemy. Norton killed metal with flames, and then revived it. During the period, he instilled spiritual elements and cultivated seven living creatures. This makes this set of swords directly attack the spirit of dragons. It is also a great alchemy tool in the history of the Dragon Clan."

"So, the Seven Deadly Sins can really kill dragons?" Herzog pondered, "This set of swords is in the hands of the Secret Party. It seems that the Secret Party is still our greatest enemy."

"There are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests." Mars said leisurely, "As long as the radicals are eliminated, the secret party may not cooperate with us. What's more, we have no chess pieces in the secret party."

"Oh?" Herzog was surprised, "Your tentacles have already penetrated into the secret party?"

"The mourning event of summer was planned by us alone." Mars said with a smile.

Herzog couldn't help but be in awe.

The Mourning of Summer incident directly changed the structure of the secret party, ruining the most elite group of members a hundred years ago, and also created the legend of Hilbert Jean Angers.

"Doctor, we need your ingenuity to help us cross the final hurdle. We have been waiting for a genius like you for a long time." Mars said with a sincere look, "Don't you want to see the end of the world? That's not gene cloning areas that can be reached.”

"The ultimate of the world..." Herzog was silent for a moment, "Is it the so-called ultimate that your Excellency referred to earlier than the Dragon King?"

Mars sneered and said, "Dragon King? Doctor, you have to understand that the name of the so-called Dragon King is just a bone thrown to us by the Black King. No matter how much, I'm sorry I can't reveal it to you now, but if you want Join us, and I am willing to reveal to you the secret of the Dragon Clan, which has been hidden for tens of thousands of years, and there is no written record, only those who have experienced it will still engrave it in their hearts."

Herzog slowly stretched out his hand, and said heartily: "Your Excellency has already mentioned this point, why should I refuse to join such a great and ancient organization?"

Mars held his hand and said with a smile, "Doctor, you won't regret it."

Herzog licked his dry lower lip, his eyes flickered and said: "Of course. By the way, I remember that your Excellency told me not long ago...you are forming a political party? Are you planning to use a coup to rule the world again?"

"This is the most gentle way. We don't want to cause resistance from all mankind. Human beings are good slaves, especially smart people like Doctor." Mars laughed loudly, "Of course, I'm not talking about Doctor You, but those poor wretches who have never touched the reality of the world."

"Let me rehearse for you, doctor." Mars walked slowly to the French windows, and pulled back the curtain, the sky and the earth changed color, the sea breeze swept across the city, and the sound of the rumbling tsunami in the distance grounded the sky.

"Just take Japan as an example."

"The essence of human beings is actually a fragile and conformist creature. The so-called civilization and reason are only built on the basis of abundance in life. Once they encounter suffering and setbacks and lose hope for tomorrow, they will lose their way."

"And now... suffering is coming."

"Have you seen this catastrophe, doctor? Human beings have dangerous weapons like nuclear weapons, but they have never had the ability to resist natural disasters. In the face of this disaster, Japan's old political system is powerless to save the country, and no political party can save these Poor people, after the people are disappointed with the government, they will pin their hopes on illusory heroes."

"At times like this, it's our turn to be on stage."

"As long as we can show that we have the ability to save them, we only need to raise our arms, and these disoriented human beings will gather around us and become our faithful believers."

"In the midst of a catastrophe, human beings will look forward to a powerful savior." Mars said with emotion, "We can use our words to create a large number of regional natural disasters, and we can also save the people from suffering. Ruling Japan is only the first step. We Wars will be waged all over the world one after another, taking over power secretly or openly, running for president, or becoming a warlord in a certain area, so that the power of the world will fall into our hands."

Herzog smiled unabated: "Your Excellency Mars, you seem to be thinking in a human way of thinking?"

Mars smiled back and said: "Why not? I like human beings very much. They are so despicable, shameless, and unscrupulous, but they can always welcome victory. I like victory, no matter what way it is."

"Yes." Herzog said sincerely, "As long as you can stand at the end, despicableness can be beautified into nobleness."

"Your Excellency Mars, I am actually very curious about the history of the Dragon Clan, but I have never had the opportunity to get in touch with it. Can you tell me the reason for the fall of the Black King?" Herzog said seriously, "I I want to know, how did such a great creature die?"

Mars suppressed his smile and looked at Herzog thoughtfully.

The latter looked at him without hesitation and smiled slightly.

Mars withdrew his gaze and looked at the magnificent sky change outside the window.

He knew that Herzog was only referring to the Black King, but the Elders were afraid of the Black King who seized the authority of the monarch of the world, but never respected him.

At this moment, Mars' eyes were slightly absent-minded, and he was actually caught in the memories of the past, and some ancient thoughts were evoked.

Such a great creature, which is close to the end of the world, but finally fell under the conspiracy, is really... ridiculous.

But whether it was ridiculous or ridiculed, since then, Mars has never believed that pure power is the truth of everything.

There are too many ways to kill a person, killing with strength is just one of them.

He glanced at Herzog lightly, knowing that this man still hadn't given up the chance to become the White King.

This man still thinks that as long as he inherits the authority of King Bai, he can command the world and become the only supreme in the world.

It's a deadly laugh.

"Doctor, do you know which kind of king the courtiers hate the most?"

"Oh?" Herzog asked interestedly, "I have studied the history of emperors in the world. In China, the most bloodthirsty monarch is often called 'Emperor Wu'. In addition, in order to maintain the power of the newborn, the founding emperor would always die before his death." Killing and killing. If you want to say that what the courtier hates the most, it is probably brutal and bloodthirsty, moody?"

Since ancient times, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, accompanying a cruel, bloodthirsty, moody king, and there is a risk of death at any time.

"Brutal and bloodthirsty? Moody?" Mars smiled half-smile, with a sneer on his face, "Doctor, we are dragons, and the dragon world only speaks with swords. We use swords to maintain laws, not laws to restrain swords."

Herzog was not annoyed at all, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I almost forgot."

"We are never afraid of him holding a butcher knife, what we are afraid of is that he never wields a knife." Mars said quietly, "That His Majesty... he sits too high, so high that we can hardly even look up at him." How can we... not resist this extravagant hope?"

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Akira Sakurai waded through the warm water, covered in dense mist, and lotus flowers drifted from upstream to downstream, like rootless duckweed.

He walked retrograde along the river. The river was not deep, and the water was very clear. The bottom of the river was covered with round pebbles, and it was very comfortable to step on the pebbles with bare feet.

He looked down and could see small fish swimming around his ankles.

Akira Sakurai didn't know where this was. In his memory, he seemed to be preparing to take a final nap, but he didn't expect to come here when he opened his eyes again.

The melodious sound of the violin has been faintly heard from the upper reaches of the river, so sad and so pure.

Akira Sakurai followed the sound of the violin and walked up the river. When he passed through the white mist covering the river, a majestic ancient bronze temple stood in front of him.

He looked up, but was shocked to find that he couldn't see the top of the hall. This ancient temple stood here as if it was rooted in the earth and connected to the sky.

The melodious sound of the violin came from behind the door.

After a short hesitation, Akira Sakurai put his hands on the bronze gate. He had no way out, and couldn't find the exit, so he could only try to move forward.

He tried to push the door, but he didn't expect that the door was already rumbled open before he could use any force.

The dazzling sunlight streamed on his face from the crack of the door, making him unable to keep his eyes open for a while.

When he got used to the brightness and opened his eyes, the figure standing at the highest place of the hall suddenly came into his eyes.

Akira Sakurai stood there dumbfounded, looking at the figure sitting on the throne in disbelief.

Is that... my lord? !

A round of red sun hangs above the main hall, like a crown of the sun wheel above the head, where the thickest fire element in the world condenses here, and countless rays of light bloom, illuminating this ancient hall.

Under the great sun, on the highest throne in the world, the man propped his face with one hand, and slowly opened his eyes.

The most blazing gilt gold surged in his pupils, and his majesty filled every corner of the world the moment he woke up.

That moment.

Akira Sakurai saw the frozen sky, earth, and ocean in a trance...

In this gray and white world where everything is frozen, only the lone standing figure has colorful colors.

Standing under the sun, he walked in the wildest years, bowing his head to see everything in the world.

And behind him, the huge pale dragon wings spread out, as if completely covering the entire sky and sheltering the world under the dragon wings.

Since then, there has been no sun, moon or stars in the sky.

　Happy belated Mid-Autumn Festival~
　　Due to the epidemic, I couldn’t go back to my hometown. I slept for half a day, and then I had a meal alone and watched a movie alone at night. I came back a little late (scratching my head)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)