A cold wind blew from the coastline, rolling up the dust that had just cooled down on the barren land. The light of the sun shone on the devastated land, and even the scales of the Giant Dragon were coated with a layer of rippling halo. The blue dragon, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, stood in a daze in the shocking wasteland. In the first few minutes, she was in a state of "Who am I? Where am I? Who beat me up? Who did I beat up?"
A strong gust of wind blew past, and Melita subconsciously shook her slender neck. A round, black object was blown down from a nearby mound. Perhaps it was a coincidence, or even fate, she realized that it was part of the table lamp in her bedroom.
"Where's my house … My big house … And my dragon nest, my balcony … I …"
The blue dragon's mind that had just recovered was still unable to process too much information. The blue dragon, who had just woken up from a deep sleep, fell into a temporary state of confusion. But as time passed, the powerful body of the Giant Dragon began to work, and the damage to the nervous system quickly recovered. Those dream-like muddled memories finally became clear, and reality emerged from the absurd and distorted impression. Melita's stunned expression was gradually replaced by silence. Her eyes became solemn, and when she looked at the ruins in front of her again, her expression seemed to have changed into a dragon.
At this moment, the sound of flapping wings came from nearby, waking Melita from her contemplation.
Blue Dragon raised her head abruptly and looked towards the source of the sound. In the next second, her eyes were filled with surprise. A familiar, pure white figure was flying across the sky, looking around as if it was looking for something. Melita couldn't help but roar at the sky. The pure white dragon finally found the figure in the ruins and immediately descended towards it.
A moment later, the White Dragon landed at the edge of the ruins, accompanied by a strong gust of wind and tremors. Melita had finally gathered enough strength to break free from a pile of broken walls. Enduring the injuries on her body, she ran towards her friend. Halfway through running, she returned to her human form, which helped to reduce the consumption of energy and conserve her strength.
White Dragon Noretta maintained her Giant Dragon form. When Melita came to her, she lowered her head and said, "Great, you're still alive!"
"… It seems that only a small part of our kind survived." Melita immediately understood the other meaning in her friend's words. Her eyelids drooped, but soon she looked up again. "Anyway, it's good to see you."
"It's the same to see you." Noretta lowered her head and spoke in a low and gentle voice. "It seems that you're awake? How much do you remember? "
"I'm not sure. My mind is still a little messy, but I remember many scenes when the final battle broke out … I remember that I fell from the sky in the end, but luckily I survived. I also remember that there was a fire storm …" Melita murmured, and could not help but press her forehead with her hand. "Now all the sounds are gone. God's, Omega's … I've never felt so quiet in my head in my life. It's so quiet that I'm not used to it."
"Those who survive have this feeling. We'll slowly get used to it." Noretta lowered her head and gently touched her friend's hair with her chin. "I woke up earlier than you. I know the process."
"Survived …" Melita could not help but whisper. "How many survived? Has everyone gathered at a certain place? What's the situation now? "
"Not many survived. They're scattered all over the battlefield. But the surviving ancient dragons in the Council and the Senate are trying to find a way to restore order and gather their people. I was sent out to find survivors. There are more than a dozen of them who are less injured like me patrolling nearby." Noretta said as she lowered half of her wings and motioned Melita to climb onto her back. "The situation is complicated now. There are too many things to explain. Come on up, I'll take you to where everyone is temporarily staying. We'll talk on the way."
Melita looked at the back of her friend. Between the elegant white scales of the White Dragon, she could see a hideous wound. Even though the wound had already started to heal, it was still a ghastly sight.
Melita knew that her injury was more serious, but she still shook her head hesitantly. "Forget it. You're not much better than me …"
"You've never been so polite to me before." Noretta's tone had a hint of ridicule. She lowered her wings again. "Are you coming up or not? I'm telling you, this kind of opportunity is rare. Maybe there won't be a next time if you miss this one … "
"You said it!" Melita glared at the white dragon, then gritted her teeth and stepped onto her friend's broad back.
With a tremor, she felt that she had left the earth and was once again hugging the sky. The protective shield automatically opened when the dragon was flying blocked the whistling cold wind. It was not until the cold wind stopped that Melita realized it. "The wind is so cold … It feels like it's blowing directly from the icy ocean …"
"Of course, the shield has been extinguished. The entire continent is now exposed to the polar climate. We have also lost almost all the weather and tide controllers. The climate in Tarlonde will only get worse."
Melita did not respond. She just carefully stepped on the white dragon's scales and took two steps forward. She came to the front of the Giant Dragon's shoulder blade. She poked her head out and looked down. For the first time, she saw the present Tarlonde from a high altitude. She saw the true face of the post-war wasteland. Agundor was completely destroyed. The mountains at the edge of the city had collapsed like sandcastles after a violent wind. The ancient palaces and temples had become broken bricks and tiles between the mountain rocks and the rift valley. Scorch marks were everywhere in the ruins after the heat wave hit. There was also a terrible crack that spread from the center of the city to the coastline.
The wreckage of the dragon and various war machines were scattered across the desolate land like ink spots on a doomsday platter.
Melita could not help but purse her lips. "… It's all gone … Even the Council's headquarters is gone. I can't even see a complete roof."
"Nothing can face the wrath of the gods and come out unscathed." Noretta's voice came from the front. "We, the survivors, are the luckiest thing in the whole of Tarlonde."
The wrath of the gods, huh …
Melita could not help but repeat the word in her heart. Those things that had seeped into the deepest part of her mind came back little by little. Her emotions became more and more complicated. After a few minutes of silence, she could not help but ask, "So, we won?"
"It seems so." Noretta replied. "You can't hear the voice of the gods anymore, right? You won't hear or see those indescribable visions … I'm the same. Everyone has gotten rid of the pervasive mental erosion. This is the proof that we won. Elder Duckmore has announced victory in the assembly point … Yes, we won. "
"Won … The biggest miracle of all miracles, we actually won …" Melita could not help but whisper softly. She did not know if she should be happy or sad.
She did not know how to describe her feelings at the moment. The final battle. Every Giant Dragon at the bottom of their minds knew that there would be such a day in the future. Although no Dragons had publicly announced it, and no dragon had admitted that it would happen, this doomsday battle, which was almost a myth to many dragons, was like a curse hanging over the heads of the entire race. Every member of the race knew that it would come sooner or later after the resonance core implanted and they could think independently.
Tarlonde maintained the balance in the cradle, but there was no eternal balance in the world. If the short-lived humans could realize this, so could the Giant Dragon.
It was just that no one could say it out loud before the final battle.
In the face of the Final Battle that was like an indefinite curse, some dragons would indulge in the bliss created by the hallucinogens and enhancers, some would choose to submit to fate and wait for it to come, while some would conserve their energy in their sobriety and secretly prepare for it. Still, almost none of the dragons actually thought that the mortals would become the victors of that battle — but now, victory had truly arrived.
"We won, so theoretically we should all be gone …" Melita suddenly realized the problem. As a high-ranking Dragon living in the upper Tarlonde and a member of the Highest Council, she was qualified to know more details of this final battle. So now she had more questions. "But why did we wake up? Did we actually … lose half of the battle? "
"No, we did win, but the situation has changed," Noretta said in a low voice. "Omega did not completely wipe out the original minds of all the nodes, nor did it execute the original 'self-cleansing' command. In fact … it seems to have disappeared from Tarlonde, and before it disappeared, it released all the nodes, so we can wake up. "
"Disappeared? Omega disappeared? "Melita's eyes widened in disbelief." How did it disappear? Do you mean those servers and computing nodes are gone? Or the Omega System is gone? "
"It seems to be the second situation, but I'm not sure about the details. I'm only responsible for searching for survivors. Elder Duckmore and a few other mechanics seem to know more, but they are also a little confused. After all … the Omega System has been running on its own for many years and has gone through many iterations on its own. It is a complex system that even the original designer could not understand, and the only thing the technicians could do in the last few thousand years was to make more delicate shells and decorations for some of the Omega's computing nodes. "
"… I can't help but think of what Gwen said about Tarlonde. In private, he said that our situation is called 'the lost sacred right' …" Melita could not help but mutter, and then slowly frowned. "Anyway, Omega actually released our minds … this is really not logical …"
"But it's still a good thing, isn't it?" Noretta said as she tilted her head slightly. "This allows us to 'live'. Although it will be more troublesome for us to continue to live. "
Noretta's words seemed to remind Melita. The blue dragon lady riding on the back of the dragon could not help but look down at the wasteland below. "The situation now must be very bad, right? Tell me about the problems we have to face now … "
"Well, although these things may not sound very pleasant," Noretta sighed. "Let's start with the extinguishing of the big shield, then the collapse of the ecological environment and the consequent food and medical problems, and the shutdown of the factories after the disappearance of Omega … although we don't have many factories now."
…
Outside the ruins of Agundor, the huge building complex that used to be the headquarters of the consortium of factories and giant enterprises had also collapsed. The massive steel structure and protective walls were destroyed in the chaotic gravity storm and heat wave, and became a strange twisted crawling on the surface of the plain. However, compared to the complete ruins of the city, the integrity and stability of this area was still much stronger.
This should be attributed to the high-strength construction standards of the factory complex itself. Compared to the elegant and complicated city facilities, these vital basic factories had extraordinarily sturdy structures and multiple layers of protection. In the previous battle, this area was not the main battlefield.
Therefore, although the factory facilities here had been shut down, and the critical and fragile control system had been completely destroyed, some extraordinarily sturdy factories and caverns built at the bottom had survived. Now these facilities had become a temporary shelter for the survivors. The wounded Giant Dragons who survived the final battle dragged their tired bodies and gathered here, licking their wounds and waiting for the future.
This was the scene that Melita saw when she came down from Noretta's back.
To be honest, it was difficult for her to associate the miserable scene here with "victory."
"I know this doesn't look like a comfortable place to stay, but this is the most suitable place for survival we can find now," Noretta looked back at Melita who was limping down from her wings and said with a hint of ridicule. "The conditions are limited. Bear with it. Just treat the stones here as your zero-gravity bed in your nest. Anyway, you got that thing from the flea market. You haven't worked properly for a few days after you bought it."
"If you have time to ridicule my financial situation, why don't you find a place to rest? Your wound will split open again if you continue to fly." Melita looked back at her friend. "And speaking of financial problems, we're all the same now."
"Well, you're optimistic. I'm relieved." Noretta folded her wings. The wound on her back made her mouth twitch, but she still shook her head. "I'll set off again and go to the battle zone in the south to see if there are any of my brethren who have just woken up. The temperature is dropping. Although the Giant Dragon's body is not strong enough to be frozen to death by the cold wind of the North Pole, the physical exhaustion after injury is great. The cold wind will worsen the wound that can be healed."
At this point, Noretta looked at the factories and caverns in the assembly point that were scarred by the flames of war. "At least there's a roof here that provides shelter from the wind, and there are a few heat source pumps that are barely running."
"Will your injury be okay?" Melita could not help but ask.
"To be honest, it hurts a little. But flying again will not be a problem." Noretta moved her wings. "The white dragon's ability to recover is very strong. I'm very confident about that."
"Alright, then be careful."
"I will be careful. You go and find Carador first. He's in charge of the order of this camp," Noretta said. At the same time, she raised her head and her long neck pointed to the center of the camp. "Besides him, there are a few red dragons. Their healing magic and repair skills can help to stabilize your injury. Now that Omega is gone, the medical equipment and automatic repair equipment can't be used. We can only rely on traditional 'craftsmanship' … although their craftsmanship is not that good. "
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