As Allen stared at the throne, the curtain of fire on the back of the throne suddenly soared into the sky. Dazzling flames tore through the darkness and instantly lit up the entire world! Allen felt a pain in his eyes and hurriedly closed them. Following that, his entire body was blazing hot, as if he had fallen into a sea of hellfire. Just as he was screaming in pain, a voice filled with boundless majesty sounded in his ears. It was a language he had never heard before, but the meaning of this sentence naturally appeared in his heart.
After walking the path of burning blood, he ascended the Throne of Destruction and became a supreme sovereign. Fulfill the responsibility passed down from ancient times and return the universe to the embrace of the abyss!
While the ancient voice was still echoing in his mind, Allen heard Adele's voice.
"What are you doing? Allen! Stop! "
Allen's entire body trembled, and his gaze refocused. He discovered that all of his Origin Energy was soaring. The surrounding tables, chairs, and documents had already been burned to ashes, and a corner of the office could be considered destroyed. As for him, he stood in the flames, as if he hadn't noticed anything.
When he reacted and withdrew his Origin Energy, he discovered that more than half of it had been consumed.
Adele was even more shocked. Just now, Allen's Origin Energy had suddenly soared, activating the engraving of the prairie blade. Moreover, a curtain of fire had ignited around his body, burning everything around him. Within the curtain of fire, a figure could even be vaguely seen. That figure was made up of darker flames, and the almost dark flames seemed to be its body. Those dark flames formed armor stomach, sharp horns, magic patterns, and wings, combining gorgeous, dignified, and wild temperaments into one.
That demon-like posture was only a slight intersection of will, and one could feel the terrifying aura of that figure that was as mighty as a prison sea. It was as if under its hands, destruction or survival was determined by it, and there was no room for discussion among all living beings!
The figure flashed through the flames, and Adele's heart was filled with understanding. That should be the source of Allen's genes, the beginning of the River of Life. If Allen was strong enough in the future and embarked on the path of atavism. If nothing unexpected happened, most of them would transform into the posture of that figure.
Adele's heart trembled. She could not imagine what kind of powerful ancestor it would be to possess such a posture of destroying all living beings!
The door of the study was pushed open again. Sensing Allen's Origin Energy fluctuations, Lucy, Edward, and the others arrived one after another. Everyone was shocked to see that the desks, chairs, documents, and carpets in the office had been charred black. Allen smiled bitterly, unable to explain what had happened just now. He could only say, "It's nothing. I just lost control of Origin Energy."
"Origin Energy out? That's no small matter. "The color of Edward's eyes changed quietly. It was obvious that he did not believe Allen's words.
Ellen glanced at them and said, "Anyway, there's nothing wrong with my body. Don't worry. I want to go out for a walk alone. "
He pushed through the crowd and left the study. Adele, who could vaguely see Allen's ancestral form, was also silent. She only called for the butler and had him clean the room and rearrange the furniture.
At this time, most of the hunters were in the mountains, and the edge of the forest was quiet. Allen walked to an ancient tree with lush branches and sat down, leaning his back against the trunk. Leaving the city, the crowd, and entering the forest alone made him feel as if he had returned to living with the pack of wolves. However, reason reminded him that a lot of things were different.
He was no longer that lonely youth. Now, he had his own territory, people, city, and subordinates. He needed to be responsible for more people and more things. Therefore, he needed to figure out what had happened to him.
The afternoon wind gently passed through the woods, making a rustling sound. A huge figure quietly swam past the forest behind the tree. Allen seemed to sense something and raised his hand slightly. When it landed again, it had already landed on the king snake's big head. Gently rubbing the rough scales on Bai's head, Allen whispered, "We can't go back, can we? White. "
The king snake closed its eyes and did not respond. Allen patted it with a chuckle and said, "Later, I'll take you to the Wilderness Highlands. You need to move somewhere. This place shouldn't be able to accommodate you anymore. "
After this period of growth, Bai's body had grown a few points larger. Even though the Deepblue Mountain Range was behind Storm City, it was clear that the Wilderness Highlands were more suitable for Bai to return to. Just thinking about the giant beast in the lake that used the lake near the base as its nest, one could tell that the highlands were the most ideal place for Bai to live.
Allen's mind turned back to the phenomenon he had seen before.
The scene at that time was still vivid in his mind.
The burning path of blood, the Blazing Flame Monarch at the end, as well as the engravings on the path of blood, as well as the ancient voice. All the scenes contained deep meanings, and they were personally related to Allen.
First Allen was certain that most of this phenomenon came from the call of his bloodline. As Origin Energy gradually grew stronger, some people would be able to sense some strange phenomena. These phenomena originated from the origin of genes, the imprints of will left behind by the ancestral life at the beginning of the endless river of time. To be able to leave behind an imprint that could be felt by descendants, such an ancestor was often very powerful.
To be able to feel the imprint of the ancestor, such a descendant was also one in a million. The Ancestral Imprint was also known as the Ancient Call. Those who could sense it would often eventually embark on the path of atavism, which was also the path of ancestral descendants. That was a completely different path from advancing to become a ruler. One searched for the source, and the other forged ahead. But no matter which path it was, it would eventually lead to the peak of power.
However, as far as Allen knew, people who could sense the Ancestral Imprint had to be at least at the Awakened Realm to do so. There were very few people like him who could sense the existence of the Ancestral Will at Level 17.
Secondly, putting aside this point, the ancestral will he sensed was also very strange. The strangest thing was that there were actually other engravings besides him. Including him, all the engravings originated from the same ancestral gene. In other words, the owners of those engravings were all Allen's blood relatives!
Allen had carefully calculated that, including himself, there were a total of seven engravings on the path of burning blood. In other words, he had six brothers and sisters? This was too absurd. He clearly remembered that his mother, Lanny, only had one son. How could there be six other blood relatives?
But what if the ancestor's genes mainly came from the father that he had yet to meet? If that was the case, then it would make sense for him to have six blood relatives from the same father but different mothers.
Allen's heart tightened. If that was the case, Archimedes would have more than one wife. In that case, what was Lanny's waiting for? Thinking of this, Allen snorted heavily, feeling a wave of discomfort in his heart.
A moment later, he regained his concentration and returned to the path of burning blood. Without a doubt, there was only one Throne of Destruction at the end of the path of burning blood. If he wanted to ascend to the throne, he would have to compete with other blood relatives. The throne should be a symbol. Once he ascended to the top, he would obtain the power that the ancestor called the "Sovereign". In this way, even if it was a blood relative, no one would be modest.
Moreover, they didn't even know who the other party was, so the path of burning blood should be a path of competition, or even bloodline killing. Perhaps this was the true meaning of the path of burning blood, paving the path to the throne with the blood of one's closest relatives.
This was all Allen could deduce, but there were still many things that he didn't understand. For example, what kind of life form was their ancestor that he dared to call his power "Sovereign"? Moreover, what was the responsibility of the ancient times? What did it mean to return the universe to the abyss?
Allen had no answer to all of this, so he could only slowly dig it out in the future.
He raised his head and looked up at the dark blue sky. His mind left the path of burning blood and floated into an unknown void. This afternoon, Allen did nothing but sit quietly. For him, this kind of tranquility was already a luxurious enjoyment.
Horn was also looking up at the blue sky, but from an open-air platform in Castle Ugarte, he could see the sky above Babylon. Horn didn't have any expression, but his hands behind his back were clenched from time to time. Obviously, the heart of the Bescot family was not as calm as it was on the surface.
Not long ago, President Mobius of the Federation secretly summoned him. When he arrived, he didn't expect that there would be another person besides Mobius.
Maine!
When he saw Maine, Horn had more or less guessed why Mobius had met him. As expected, what happened next was similar to what he had expected. Maine probably felt that the sneak attack on the Dawn could no longer be concealed, so he simply stood up and told Mobius the truth. The Alexandrian family should have paid a considerable price, so Mobius stood up and acted as a peacemaker.
In the conversation, Mobius had vaguely pointed out more than once that if Horn clung to it, it would affect the internal stability of the Federation. This was definitely not a good thing for the current unstable political situation of the Federation. In other words, he, Mobius, could make the necessary arrangements to stabilize the Federation's political situation. For example, suppressing Bescot's forces. No one would dare to question Mobius's decision if it was under the guise of overall righteousness.
In the end, considering his family and the fact that Allen was still alive, Horn finally agreed to the Alexandrian family's compensation. However, when he left, Horn said, "If Allen is confirmed dead, I will consider stepping down as Bescot's Patriarch."
Mobius and Maine could naturally tell what the meaning behind this sentence was. During the expedition to Nether Domain Star, Horn had already squeezed into the forest of top-notch combat strength. Now that so many years had passed, as long as he hadn't retreated, it would be enough to give the two of them a headache. Removing the position of Patriarch meant that there was nothing to bind Horn. The threat of a top-notch combat strength that had lost its restrictions was no less than that of a political alliance between Mobius and Maine, and it was a more substantial threat!
Mobius was surprised by Horn's persistence in this matter. However, he did not know that part of Horn's toughness came from his consciousness of owing Lanny.
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