Fourteen pillars of smoke billowed out from the crater of the volcano. The blue sky was also covered by the black smoke, as if there were fourteen black clouds that would never dissipate.
Surrounded by the fourteen volcanic peaks, there was a huge city. There were no walls, and tall buildings were wantonly spread out in all directions.
This was a city that only Heavenly Deities were worthy of owning!
"Roar —"
The tall black towers were like the fingers of the gods, piercing straight into the sky. There were seventy to eighty Megalosaurus leisurely circling the towering towers.
Red Dragon, White Dragon, Gold Dragon, Green Dragon, Black Dragon, Purple Dragon … The colorful Megalosaurus could fill up all the colors in the world. They were as beautiful as the elves under the command of the gods.
Below the clouds, one could see that the city was filled with a layer of scorching dark red light even on a sunny day.
That was the lava river that meandered down from the mountainside of the fourteen volcanic peaks. Looking carefully, this city was somewhat like the water city of Venice.
However, it was not seawater that flowed between the streets and the buildings, but the lava river that glowed and emitted black smoke.
The windows of the black stone towers that were integrated into one also had a red light that was the same color as the lava. They seemed to be absorbing the light, heat, and magic power in the lava river.
There were no pedestrians on the streets above ground, and there were no residents in the low buildings above ground. In fact, the low altitude was filled with grayish black smoke, and it was difficult for life to survive in it.
Only at the highest level of the Tower of Babel, in the sky garden that was decorated with mythical stone sculptures such as griffins, Megalosaurus, gargoyles, and so on, there were silver-haired handsome men and women sitting quietly in the garden, reading books on their knees, participating in lively banquets, reminiscing about the scene, stroking the head of the Megalosaurus by the fence, whispering to their companions …
They were the Dragon King of ancient Valleglia who lived in the city in the sky. They used dragons to conquer the world, used magic to control the volcanoes, and extracted magic power from the lava.
They enjoyed power and wealth that even the gods were jealous of.
The Tower of Babel had different uses. There were houses covered with domes, gardens with open ceilings, and wizard towers that flashed with huge blue magic power balls. They were all extremely tall and indestructible.
In the center of the Tower of Babel stood a 300-meter-tall Magus Tower. On the plaza on the top floor, a tall old man in luxurious clothes with a dignified face covered the surface of the magic ball with his hands. Countless images flashed through his eyes.
On this high tower, he read real-time information from all the major cities in the world.
Every day at five o 'clock in the afternoon, the wizards stationed all over the world would report to the capital of Valleglia via glass candles about the major events of the day.
"Ga Si —"
At this moment, a golden dragon flew over from the other side of the city. A young knight in a silver silk robe nimbly jumped down from the dragon's back and quickly walked to the side of the dignified old man. He bowed respectfully and said, "Your Excellency, Great Wizard, Inar Targaryen is selling his family property."
The old man didn't even turn his head. He continued to extract useful information from the magic balls and replied to some of the requests. "All of my belongings?"
"Everything, including the Tower of Babel. It is said that his daughter Danny Targaryen dreamed that Valleglia would be destroyed in the near future, "the dragonrider whispered.
"The Targaryen family has fallen." The Great Wizard wasn't angry. He said with a mocking tone, "The city court has declared Inar guilty. His several appeals have ended in failure, and the deadline for the appeal is about to pass.
As a loser in the game of power, if he doesn't choose to exile himself, he can only pay the price of blood and life to wash away his folly.
I've always thought that he was a brave man. I didn't expect him to be so cowardly and shamelessly use his daughter's sleep talk as a shield. Do you know where he's going? "
"Westeros."
"Westeros?" The old man frowned for the first time. "As the saying goes, 'The world is infinitely big, but it is still under the shadow of the Megalosaurus'. But that land in the far west is our Dragon King's … Sigh, it's not considered a forbidden area, but it's not worth it to make an enemy of those ancient gods for such a broken place."
"We've even sealed Lahlo. Are we still afraid of the ancient gods who are about to die?" The young man was puzzled.
The old man pondered for a moment and said, "You're the heir of the Fifth Peak, and you've subdued your own Megalosaurus at a young age. You're qualified to know the secrets that only the Fourteenth Peak Master knows …"
The old man retracted his thin hands that had been placed on the magic ball and walked slowly to the balcony. Looking at the magnificent city below, he sighed. "The people of Valleglia wantonly absorbed the magic power of the ley lines and built the city in the sky. To other races, they're as honorable as gods.
But we're not gods after all.
For thousands of years, the Wizard Alliance has been working tirelessly, hoping to cultivate our own gods.
Not that trashy Qualls, but a true god, a true god like the ancient gods and Lahlo.
Unfortunately, Bellerion, Varghal, Miracis … Even if they're stronger than Blue Lips, they're still not true gods.
All things in the world, including the Megalosaurus and the demigods, have life and death. Only the gods are eternal.
The old gods that you look down on are indeed decaying, but as long as there are people who remember them, they'll never truly die. "
"But even true gods can't interfere with the mortal world. A group of ancient gods isn't as useful as a dragon." The Fifth Peak's young Dragon King argued, unconvinced.
Although he was young, he had been groomed as the next Peak Master in his family. He was also an apprentice of the Great Wizard, so he knew far more secrets than the marginal nobles like Targaryen.
The old man nodded and said, "Yes, the gods can't directly interfere with the mortal world. Lahlo is known as the God of Fire, but he can't make a withered leaf burn out of thin air.
But the gods don't have to do it directly. They can change the entire world through their believers.
Just like me, the Great Wizard of Valleglia's Freedom Fortress. I haven't left the Wizard Tower for thirty years, but the world has always been under my rule. The heavens and earth change color because of my anger.
Normal people can't imagine my methods, but we can't look down on the gods' power. "
"Great Wizard, I'm enlightened!" The young man was sincere and respectful.
In the end, he said, "Targaryen didn't directly enter the Westeros. He plans to settle down in Dragonstone Island. That's the fortress on the western border of Valleglia. They can be considered to be guarding the border for the empire."
"Mm." The old man nodded indifferently.
"Eh?"
The Great Wizard who inadvertently glanced at the sky suddenly changed his expression. He hurried a few steps and came to the front of the blue magic sphere the size of a celestial instrument. His hands covered it again.
"Who is it? Who dares to peep at Valleglia … Eh, whose child are you? " The old man scolded sternly at first, but his expression softened after a while. But he was still a little surprised and doubtful.
"What happened?" The young man asked hurriedly.
"Someone has been eavesdropping on our conversation." The old man's voice was faint, and his face was full of doubt.
"Who has the guts?" The young man was shocked and angry.
"It's not an outsider. It's a little Dragon King with extraordinary talent. It's just that …" The old man was surprised and doubtful. "It's just that she doesn't even know the basic spells. She can't communicate with me."
"Even the great nobles of Valleglia can't peep at the Wizard Tower. Didn't her parents and teachers tell her?" The young man said angrily.
"I sensed the breath of the Belleris family," the old man said uncertainly.
"The First Peak … Belleris?" The young man's expression changed, and his voice was full of surprise.
The old man's magic resonated with the magic sphere of the Wizard Tower. Strange runes flashed in his eyes, and he still had the energy to say, "Maybe. Go to the First Peak later and ask. I gave her a set of '108-letter standard pronunciation table.' If you guessed wrong, you can ask her directly the next time you see her … Huh?"
"Little girl, your life force is greatly decreasing. What happened? Forget it, you can hear me, right? You're most likely being haunted by evil spirits. Where's your dragon? If your dragon isn't with you, immediately enter the Dragon Spirit state. "The old man shouted to the sky.
His voice was anxious, full of worry and anger. "Which Blood Magician is so bold to have designs on the True Dragon Bloodline of Valleglia?"
"Great Wizard, you said she can achieve the legendary 'Dragon Spirit'?"
Compared to someone daring to attack the True Dragon Bloodline, the Dragon Spirit shocked him more.
Noticing that the consciousness had retreated, and there was still the breath of her dragon, the old man sighed in relief. He then turned to the young man and said, "I just said that this little girl is quite talented."
"But Bellerion, Varghal …"
Danny couldn't hear the rest of the words. Her consciousness had been pulled away from the River of Time.
When she asked the Immortal for knowledge suitable for her, a blue light screen rose in the darkness, and then countless images appeared in front of her.
Under the guidance of a mysterious force, Danny saw Valleglia before the end of the world. Just like watching a TV "change the channel," she easily adjusted the view to the Wizard Tower, which might not be the tallest, but was definitely the most mysterious.
Danny was amazed by the huge magic ball. Later, she saw the Blackstone Tower extracting power from the lava river, saw the old wizard use the magic ball to manage the entire world, and heard about the secrets of the gods …
For the first time, she truly felt the power and advancement of Valleglia's civilization.
But what shocked Danny even more was that the people in the "TV image" could see the audience on the sofa in front of the TV, and could even communicate with the audience. They could even sense the danger that Danny herself didn't notice.
Did I see the past, or did my consciousness travel to that point in time?
With this thought in mind, Danny entered the Dragon Spirit state.
The soul of the True Dragon was with her!
She felt the essence of life, essence, and divine aura flowing out like a flood breaking through a dam. She opened her 'eyes'. The immortals who had been standing still all this time had left their seats by the stone table. They surrounded her like a fishing net. Icy blue figures were chanting sharp spells while tearing strands of golden essence of life from her body.
This was the Megalosaurus's perspective.
Dani opened her eyes. The scenery around her changed once again. It became extremely horrifying.
A group of zombie-like blue zombies with bright blue eyes emitted endless greedy light. They crowded around Danny, using their cold and shriveled hands to pull, caress, and drag her clothes, touch her body, and entangle their fingers in her hair.
Danny felt like a ghost was pressing down on her bed. The strength in her limbs disappeared together. She couldn't move, and even her heart stopped beating.
She felt a hand digging out a purple eyeball from her eye socket and stuffing it into her mouth. She saw sharp teeth pressing against her soft throat …
"Ah —" Danny roared angrily. "You are asking for death!"
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