Chapter 447
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He needed to eat when he was hungry and he needed to drink water when he was thirsty. He knew how to convert the light and the fire energy.
The two dragon spikes on his ears released a gentle white glow.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and his head was hurting. He felt like he was going to sleep. It was a sign that he had consumed too much mentality.
Angele waved his hand and the white garland turned into five white flames. The flames landed on the walls and started burning slowly. The white light released by the flames brightened up the whole garden.
The dragon's body slowly turned into black ashes and merged into the dark ground.
Angele could feel that his soul was releasing light all the time. He was consuming his life force and it was a natural process. As long as he willed it, he felt that he could gradually stop this kind of consumption. It was as if with every step he took, it would solidify into his strongest physical quality, only advancing and never retreating.
"This is …" Angele sniffed the air and noticed that the flower was releasing a complicated fragrance. It felt like there were more than ten different fragrances in the air.
It seemed like the old dragon was feeling a bit better.
Angele finally woke up from the meditation after a long time.
"The Terror Dragons have been fighting for more than ten thousand years and this is the result … It's strange …" He shook his head and looked at Angele.
The book of light closed by itself and returned to the shape of a black flower bud before the old dragon could leave.
The last eye-gouging dragon in the world died …
'The stars are shining … The earth will crack! The recorder is the 36005th ray of morning light. '
Angele's face twitched. He had read many ancient books and he knew that the ancient creatures loved to say the same thing — the guidance of fate.
The book of light started burning as Angele read the words. The whole book was covered in white flames.
It felt like he just woke up from a dream.
"Tell the world … Tell all the creatures! Gerstein Valdin! I'm still alive! Pass my dragon signet to the next generation … This is my only request … "
"My talent level has changed … My soul's talent level has changed …" Angele muttered as he watched the garden disappear. All the plants turned black and turned into black liquid.
Angele felt like he was trying to explain the particle cannons in ancient Chinese.
"What a pity …" The old dragon's voice came from outside the cave. "You've only flipped to the second page. If you can flip to the fifth page, you'll completely understand the essence of light."
The strange words echoed in Angele's mind as he injected his mentality into it.
"This is the Book of Light from the Chaotic World. It's written in the Chaotic Language. Open it and take a look. It might be beneficial to you …" the old dragon kindly reminded.
Angele flipped several pages, but he could not understand anything. He closed the book and took two steps back.
Angele noticed that the dragon's wings were full of holes, it looked like a broken kite. There were more than ten pairs of wings, but none of them were intact.
He then walked in front of another black flower bud. With a hissing sound, the black flower slowly bloomed, revealing a black book within its stamen. The white text on the cover was exceptionally clear.
The old dragon's tone was indifferent.
The white fire ring around his body brightened up the dark garden.
Angele's mentality surrounded his body like water.
He only flipped to the second page of the Book of Light and he received a great reward. It felt like the change of the gene level and the fundamental change of a life form. It was almost like an evolution.
Angele could not read the text on the black flower bud, but there was a colorful galaxy pattern drawn on the cover. It reminded Angele of the space science books he read on the Earth.
'The soul has decayed. Even if the body can survive, the mentality won't exist …' Angele finally understood why the old dragon could only wait for his death despite his strong mentality.
He raised his hand and flipped to the first page.
A strong wave of mentality surrounded Angele's body. The wave was strong and it felt like there was no end to it. It filled the entire cave within seconds.
In the circular garden in front of him, hundreds of flower buds of various colors slowly turned translucent, gradually becoming invisible and disappearing into the air.
All the shadows in the cave disappeared as the book burned. There were no blind spots or shadows. The darkness was gone and the place was as bright as day.
Angele entered the cave and walked through a short black hallway. He arrived at a spacious garden.
The mentality wave contained the common language of the Illusion Realm, the common language of the Eternal Realm, and some information about the dragon breath.
'Tomorrow, the fire will burn.' There was only one line on the two pages.
'I'll give you one last gift before I leave … Consider it a reward for helping me to the end of my journey.' The dragon kissed Angele's body.
'What's going on?' Angele groaned as he covered his head with his hands. He could feel that his body was weak.
'Book cave? You can read books without eyes? 'Angele was a bit surprised.
Angele closed his eyes. He could smell something rotten from the old dragon's mentality wave.
The white light in the cave had already disappeared and the Book of Light was no longer burning. It almost felt like Angele was hallucinating.
The old dragon pursed his lips and swallowed it. Several seconds later, his body was surrounded by a red glow. The red light disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Hallucination Realm …" Angele heard about a new realm.
Angele stood in front of the book and did not move. A new connection between the light and the fire slowly entered his mind.
He wanted to turn his soul into a mode where it could only enter and not exit, only absorb and not release. The speed at which he could accumulate the energy was much faster than other creatures.
'My lifespan is coming to an end … I've been here for thousands of years and I don't care about anything anymore. What do you want? I don't want anything … If you didn't come here, I would've been able to live for several more years. Now that you're here, I have no regrets … I'm lucky that I'm able to see your life before I die … 'the old dragon responded in a calm tone.
"The books here are the best I've collected for tens of thousands of years. Every book has a strange ability. You just so happen to resonate with the Book of Light, but because your soul is too weak, you can only flip to the second page. To be able to welcome the last visitor at the last moment of the garden's withering, he only managed to flip to the second page of a book. Maybe it's fate … 'The old dragon sighed with mixed emotions.
'What's good for you?' Angele knew the Chaos language and he knew that the old dragon was trying to help him.
'It's our favorite food to replenish our energy, but we don't have enough of it. If you want to thank me, you can go to my cave. As for my draconic breath … "The eye-gouging dragon let out a long sigh, a gust of cold wind sweeping through the cave once more." I don't have the extra strength to release it … As you can see, my body is already rotting away. I'll return to Mother Core's embrace soon … "
He casually walked in front of a large red flower bud.
'It's a realm that's far away from us … There are more than 100 runes on the coordinates … You don't want to go there …' The old dragon explained in a low voice.
'Let's leave … It's fate …' The old dragon sounded like it was a pity.
The flower bud opened slowly and there was a book inside the pistil. The thick red pages were filled with runes written in black, and there were even detailed drawings. The red book was made of petals and the book was the center of the pistil.
Red, white, purple, blue, and all sorts of different colored buds were about to bloom. The emerald green or white leaves, as well as the green vines crawling all over the walls, decorated the entire circular cave into a fairy's dreamland. It was exceptionally gorgeous.
'Is this how the dragon reads the book? It smells? 'Angele was curious, he turned the first page of the red book carefully.
The air was once again filled with a faint and inexplicable fragrance, which was constantly changing as time passed.
* CHI *
'So … So many rare books! Is there a way to save them?! ' Even if he had a calm personality, he still felt his heart aching at this moment. There were so many precious documents on the same level as the Book of Light. If he were to study all of them, he didn't know what kind of level he would reach. But now, all of them had disappeared in an instant.
'You're right. This book was written by an ancient light. It traveled thousands of years and recorded everything it saw in this book. That's why it's called the Book of Light. This is the only precious document written by a true light, "the old dragon explained.
Angele was surprised, he slowly turned to the next page.
Angele's eyes widened as he heard the dragon's words.
'This is the end of an old era and the beginning of a new era …' Red light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes as he stared at the dragon's dead body.
He could not recognize the words on the book. Each and every one of them was crooked and twisted like a hieroglyph. However, there were also pieces of large, machine-like drawings mixed within. They were extremely precise.
'I can smell it … This is the travel record of the Lost Realm … A friend of mine gave it to me …' The dragon's voice came from outside the cave.
The red flower quickly closed after the dragon left and returned to its original form.
Shaking his head, Angele left the cave and returned to the dragon's cave.
'Anyways, I learned a lot from you. If you have any requests, just tell me.' Angele stood beside the dragon's head and spoke in a calm tone.
Angele was a bit surprised, he did not know the name of the dragon's author.
'You'll know when you get there …' The dragon smiled and moved its tail to the side, revealing a small cave on the wall.
Angele glanced at the dragon and walked to the cave on the tail.
He had no idea how long had passed. The mentality wave around his body weakened and disappeared into the air.
Angele noticed that the flowers in the garden were much bigger than the ones he had seen in the past. Each of the flower buds had the size of a human head and some of them had a diameter of one meter.
Angele slowly opened his eyes. The eye-gouging dragon was already lying on the ground under the light of the Eternal Flame. It seemed like it had fallen into an eternal slumber.
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