"Fo You, 9: 45 to the left!"
Xia Fan, who had opened his eyes, suddenly froze and said to Fo You.
"Understood!"
Fo You, who had a lazy look on his face, suddenly became alert. His body emitted a faint golden light as he took a big stride forward and entered the position indicated by Xia Fan. After years of working together, Xia Fan and Fo You had established absolute trust between them. Fo You immediately understood that he should be the first line of defense, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Fo You knew very well that the simpler Xia Fan's instructions were, the more serious the situation was.
Clatter ~
A few seconds later, the wall suddenly retreated, revealing a hidden door. The sound of footsteps slowly approached. The black figure was very burly, a head taller than Fo You.
However, at this time, Xia Fan and Fo You had already prepared for battle. The figure walked out of the darkness and looked at the two people in front of him and behind him. He was a little surprised, but he did not panic. Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a playful smile.
"Humans, you are very vigilant. The person who killed my son is indeed quite capable." The black figure said in a deep voice. He took a step forward and walked towards Xia Fan and Fo You. He seemed to be approaching them step by step, but in the end, he took an arc and came near the altar and the three sets of alloy cabins.
Even without Xia Fan's explanation, Fo You already understood that the burly middle-aged man in front of him was probably Flame Soul, the mount of Flame Devil King Stanley and the father of Flame Soul's second son.
If one were to look closely, they would discover that although the flame soul had a human body, red skin, a wide chin, and a high nose bridge, there was still an obvious difference between him and a human. The arrogant eyes of the dragon race contained an inherent loneliness. It was like a person standing at the top of all living beings, looking around at all the ants, releasing an undisguised sense of superiority.
That sort of innate superiority existed in every dragon. You could defeat dragons, but you could never conquer them. Even the powerful Heaven's Wings had become partners with the dragons not because of their fighting prowess. The dragons would never submit. They just felt that Heaven's Wings had a lot of personality and were very interesting. They liked to be with them, and so they became friends.
When Fu You and Xia Fan saw the Flame Soul, they immediately thought of Mingzhu, the proud little white dragon. Her eyes were very similar to the Flame Soul, but Mingzhu was younger, more curious, and purer, while the Flame Soul's incomparable arrogance filled every cell in its body.
"That's right. We killed your youngest son. Do you want to avenge him?" Xia Fan replied calmly with his usual smile.
Infuriating his opponents was one of Xia Fan's favorite tricks. Against a strong opponent, one should be unscrupulous in every possible way, from physiology to psychology. Xia Fan liked to see an old Demon Dragon who had lost his mind because of the death of his son.
However, to Xia Fan's surprise, his provocative words did not anger the Flame Soul. Instead, a trace of sadness flashed across its eyes.
The Flame Soul continued forward and came to the alloy cabin on the left side of the altar. It stood there like a loving father, caressing the surface of the alloy cabin with its old, calloused hands.
"It's like you have a son who was born with a defect. Although he looks like you, he didn't inherit your wisdom. Year after year passed, you hoped that he would grow up quickly. However, he, who lacked wisdom, fell further and further behind in the competition with his brothers."
"When your smart son was able to take care of himself, your silly little son was still calling out his father and mother's names in his dreams. He could not even complete the simplest task you gave him, and he even became a stain on your life. The other dragon kings would laugh at you for having a useless son, and you could not refute them, because your little son was really not that outstanding. He was like a child who would never grow up."
"There was a time when you hated him for losing face, so you gave him the cold shoulder and locked him in a place where no one knew. You thought that it would be great if such a stupid son had never been born."
"However, when you hear your foolish son calling your name in the dark, curling up in a corner and licking the wounds on his body, you will feel your heart ache. He is so weak, so stupid, but you still love him. The reason why you are so strict is because you are afraid that he is not strong enough to deal with the difficulties of this world and that you will lose him one day."
"So, you gritted your teeth and used the strictest attitude to educate your silly little son, but in your heart, you hoped that he would grow up and deal with the complexity of the world alone. As a father, you did not want him to hide under your wings forever. You hoped that one day, he would fly high and find the glory that belonged to him."
"Time passed day by day, one era after another. You hoped again and again, and were disappointed again and again, but you could not give up. You hated him, but you had to keep him by your side, because he was not like your other sons, he could not deal with the cunning humans alone."
"Until one day, you left him in a very safe place, waiting for you to return. You thought that nothing would go wrong, but because of his stupid nature, he ran into the trap of death."
"When you found out, it was already too late. That silly little son that you had always taken care of, did not even leave behind a corpse, only leaving you with eternal pain and self-blame. You wailed in the middle of the night, praying to the magic power, but in the end, you still understood that the stupid little son who always called for his father, who needed you to take care of, was really gone."
At this point, Flame Soul raised his head. His eyes were filled with tears and his body was trembling. It was obvious that he was extremely sad and angry. He had to use all his strength to restrain himself so that he wouldn't go crazy.
Staring at Xia Fan with teary eyes, Flame Soul swallowed and said softly, "If it were you, and you lost your stupid little son, what would you do?"
Was this really a Demon Dragon?
Fo You was confused. Judging from the Flame Soul's words and behavior, it was like a heartbroken father who had lost his son. He shed tears like a human, reminisced and mourned like a human, and walked up to the enemy who killed his son like a human, trembling with anger.
Xia Fan frowned, "I think, I would avenge him."
Hahahaha ~
Flame Soul suddenly raised his head and laughed. Although there was a smile on his face, tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes. In an instant, he seemed to have aged a lot, and there were many wrinkles on his face that was disguised as a human.
"Well said, revenge." The flame soul said softly, "Although revenge can't bring your stupid son back to life, it can calm some of the anger in your heart. But even if you take revenge a thousand times, ten thousand times, and kill all the cunning humans, self-blame and regret will still entangle you for the rest of your life. You will wake up from nightmares every night and realize that there are tears flowing down from the corners of your eyes. It is as if a dagger has pierced through your heart, and the pain will accompany you every day and every second!"
"Do you understand now?
"I didn't come here to find you all for my stupid son. Instead, I came here for myself. I came here to do what every father should do."
This was such a sad story, even Xia Fan was a little touched, because he was a very weak son. His brother and sister were so outstanding, fast enough to chase the light. Only he was not good at the speed that was passed down in his family, and he had to use all kinds of skills to make up for his lack of ability.
His brother followed his father and fought on the frontlines, while Xia Fan was sent to Hidden Demon City to continue learning, so that he could keep up with Heaven's Wings' pace in the future.
The only fortunate thing was that although Xia Fan was not very strong, he was quite smart.
"Old Demon Dragon, come out quickly!"
"You are usually quite cheerful, what's wrong with you today?"
"He is Flame Soul, the mount of the Flame Devil King Stanley, a real Demon Dragon. He has gone crazy! Shouldn't you tell me some tricks to defeat the Demon Dragon? After all, you are the same, you should know him very well. "
Xia Fan called out in his heart, but unfortunately, the mysterious old Demon Dragon, Sade Loray, seemed to have suddenly disappeared. Ever since he came to the North Sea, he had not appeared again, as if he was afraid of being discovered by the powerful forces in the Demon Palace.
Just then, Little Buddha suddenly raised her eyebrows impatiently. "I say, Flame Soul, are you here to fight or to put on a play? What does your son's death have to do with us? Isn't he mentally deficient because you gave birth to him? Anyway, living is a waste of food. The sooner he dies, the sooner he can be reincarnated. We are doing a good deed by killing him, do you understand? "
"Fo You, you motherf * cker! Can you stop looking for trouble all day?! "Xia Fan covered his face. How could he have forgotten about that crazy Fo You?
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