The Spirit World

Chapter 186: Heavenly Fire Descends into the Dragon City!

The spiritual world is the source of all things, where spiritual power coexists. The world is vast and the wilderness is boundless, and my heart is wandering in all directions.

I will tell you a story like this:
The story of a legendary genius who calls the shots and makes his mark in every corner of this vast spiritual world.

There are legends about him in almost every corner of the spiritual world.

However, even such a legendary figure started out in an inconspicuous village in the spiritual world.

[Principality June 2015, ] [Dragon City] [Wenti County]

The flames were like tall buildings, sweeping everything in Mousse Village into the sky. Those horrific flames began to destroy everything, including trees, houses, and even people. None of them were spared.

There is no use in struggling in pain, because this is not ordinary fire, this is heavenly fire.

The flames exploded even more violently under the infusion of water. Fierce black smoke had covered this ordinary land. Crying and screaming echoed in the sky above Mousse Village. The heart-wrenching wails were trembling with despair.

But the owner of the fire has slowly fallen down. His red wings are different from those of ordinary people. His golden blood slowly disappears under the scorching of the heavenly fire. He slowly turns into a tiny eagle, lying on the ground tiredly. The baby in his arms is so delicate, but his eyes are staring at this world full of flames. There is a black breath slowly surrounding the baby, floating up and down, as if isolating the red fire.

"It's too late... Aileya. Here... it's already..." A black-haired man sighed and held a woman in his arms, standing on the sand dune. He was wearing a black robe and holding the woman tightly. His strong arms were covered with scars, and the scorching heat seemed to have wrapped around his body, but he was slowly recovering with his amazing physique.

A giant blue water dragon protected them. The dragon had no spirit, and its body was condensed by circular flowing water. It became smaller and smaller, and could only wrap around them, and was constantly evaporated by the flames outside.

"Lalfa...there!" Alia, wearing a golden dress, pointed at the baby on the sand dune with one hand.

Ralfa nodded. Then he shook his head.

The baby was in the fire, as if being burned violently, but strangely, there was no crying.

Such a quiet child in the flames is probably the quietness of death.

Alia suddenly stuffed her baby to Ralfa and ran over.

"…How is this possible! Alia!" Ralfa waved his right hand anxiously, and the blue water dragon followed Alia closely, piercing through Alia's body like an angry snake.

Alia ran back holding the baby tightly. The baby looked at her in her arms with a sad smile on his face, which really made Alia feel relieved.

"Alia, this is too dangerous... This fire has an extraordinary origin and it will be difficult to extinguish once it is touched." Ralfa looked at Alia and the other baby in her arms. His seriousness and fatigue made his worry become fragile.

"Poor child..." She touched the baby's face and ignored Ralfa's rebuke. Because it was too cruel. Because the wailing in the distance continued, thousands of lives were devoured by the flames, and this baby seemed to be a lucky one, surviving with the luck of the whole village.

The fire favored this dune, but it did not favor anyone within it.

Alia's long golden hair looked dull in the fire. Tears were in her eyes, slowly flowing down, and the child wrapped in a thin cloth touched her face and wiped away her tears.

The dim morning light began to scatter golden rays of light, and against the backdrop of such a fierce fire, the whole world began to feel indescribably gentle.

"This child..." Alia touched his little hand and was actually a little surprised at how familiar he was and how close he was to her.

"I think he and we are destined to be together." Red blood was already flowing down one of Ralfa's hands, and blue lines were flowing on his right hand.

"It would be great if we could meet on an ordinary day... In this situation..." Alia hugged the baby tightly, leaned her forehead against his, and sobbed a little.

"No, Alia, it is precisely in this situation that this fate is precious." Ralfa looked into the baby's eyes, and was startled by the astonishing black color.

"This is the child of an imperial man." He said in surprise, and took back the words that he was about to say to comfort Aria.

The flames did not extend beyond the sand dunes, leaving only billowing smoke and scorching heat. The giant water dragon that was enveloping them was about to collapse, and it seemed that his releaser was about to be unable to provide any spiritual power.

"I won't change my mind, Ralfa." Alia walked towards the dragon car that was resting nearby. It was a RV of a sturdy upright lizard.

"I know... but we need to make longer-term plans. Let's tell him the truth when he comes of age."

"That's fine." Alia nodded firmly.

"Go into the house quickly. The fire is still too strong and you are too weak to stay outside for too long." Ralfa handed her child to Alia.

Alia had no choice but to quickly get into the dragon carriage. She looked at the two babies looking at each other in the dragon carriage, and then looked at the fire outside the window, and she still sighed a little.

Ralfa sat cross-legged beside the dragon cart, and the sand dunes were wrapped by a giant water dragon. In fact, if it dragged on like this, Ralfa's strength would become more serious, and the magic provided to the water dragon would become more difficult to maintain. Although the burning was not fatal, it was really unbearable.

However, the distant shouting made Ralfa's brows relax a little. The rescue team has arrived, at least he can be a little relieved. Ralfa's hands that were holding on to the ground were shaking violently, and his face suddenly rushed into the sand pile, and the magic in his hands was still flowing.

The rescue team has slowly lifted him into the dragon carriage.

However, those who were taken away by the heavenly fire will never come back.

"There are survivors here!" The rescue team sweated profusely as they pulled the dragon cart slowly forward in the huge isolating ice wall. The intense heat still made all the members of the rescue team feel very uncomfortable.

Some of them were unwilling to give up and were still fighting the flames.

"We are so lucky to have escaped!" An old man with six whiskers looked at the family with some relief and some sadness and said: "Such natural and man-made disasters are not far away."

"Sir Longxu Gong, the orders have been given." A young child stood beside Longxu Gong with his head lowered.

"Well... let's go... Her Royal Highness the Princess is still unconscious, we can't stay here for long." Longxu Gong waved his hand, and a huge ice wall suddenly appeared, isolating the sky fire. The ice wall slowly suppressed the sky fire to prevent it from spreading further.

"Ah... it's really... misfortunes never come alone... we need to settle them down. This is a serious matter and cannot be neglected." Longxu Gong said to himself again, shaking his head and walking in front. The young man followed without saying a word.

The rescue team pulled the dragon cart through the ice wall. Everyone was silent. What they had just experienced was too cruel. It was hard to describe, and it was impossible to describe. It would be best if the rescue team didn't need to be dispatched every day.

The baby was in the dragon carriage, looking at their tired faces, his eyes rolling around. No one knew what he was thinking.

Alia thought the child was very clever, so she touched his head and smiled at him.

The baby smiled back at him.

"You can be called Jack... God is so kind that he has given you a life that is one in a million."

She looked into the baby's eyes, and the black eyes were very smart, as if in recognition. Aria's fatigue from the long journey was slightly relieved, but she couldn't rest yet, because the dragon carriage was heading to the hospital, and her husband was seriously injured.

Only when her husband woke up could she close her eyes and take a nap. Fortunately, after only one month, Ralfa recovered and was soon discharged from the hospital. The two children were taken from the nurse and left in a hurry, of course, with a large bag of pension.

This can be considered a blessing in misfortune.

They can now have a real good meal.

A lizard dragon named Ansha travels through the mountains carrying packages of all sizes.

This kind of heavenly fire came suddenly, so there was really nothing to ask them. On the contrary, as the only survivors, they were given a lot of attention and their information was protected to prevent people from prejudice. This was told to them through the patrol team, and no other senior officials told them in person.

This was exactly what Ralfa wanted, so he didn't bother with it anymore.

"Let's build a farm first, with an orchard and crops. Don't raise a dog because I'm afraid of the noise." Alia sat on the edge of the dragon cart, swinging her feet, revealing her white calves.

"Ah... I quite like dogs..." Ralfa held Ansha's reins helplessly.

"In the future, Jack and Erica need to find a good place to study. I don't think it's a good idea for them to be too far away from a good school." Aria smoothed out the wrinkles on the new clothes she bought.

"Well... look at Jack's clever little eyes. He needs a good teacher to teach him. It would be bad if he learns bad things in the future." Ralfa touched the heads of the two babies with his free hand: "We still need to disguise ourselves. Which kind of disguise do you think is better?"

"We definitely can't pretend to be people from the Empire. After all, we can't learn to look like them." Alia looked at Ralfa: "So, we can only let Jack disguise himself as us."

"All up to you..." Ralfa looked at the road.

"That's easy... When their hair grows out, we can use transfer agents to dye it golden, how about that?" Alia tilted her head and spoke to Ralfa with a smile, as if she was acting coquettishly.

"Your hair is already golden." Ralfa also tilted his head to look at her, responding to her coquettishness.

"Then let's add some white... I feel like white hair is very common." Aria looked at the two babies who were winking at each other with some displeasure.

"You don't have a magic mark, and they won't be able to find you without disguise." Ralfa looked ahead and his pace began to slow down.

"Oh...really?" Aria was a little excited, then a little frustrated and said: "But we are a family of four! We have to look like a family of four. What if Jack feels distant from our different appearance?"

"Then I'll do as you say... dye it white."

"No, it has to be gold."

"Okay, okay...I'll do as you say!"

"Look, Ralfa! Mousse Village!" Alia was as happy as a child who saw candy, except that she was now a mother of two children.

She pointed in the direction of a large sign with four road signs on it: Wenti County, Mousse Village, Shangyi Town, and Dragon Forest.

And this is Mousse Village.

In the distance, there are rows of houses, everything looks brand new, the sounds of hawking in the shops are one after another, and people are coming and going, bustling with noise.

"This..." Ralfa and Alia were a little confused.

How much money did Wenti County spend... to repair Mousse Village?
Of course, we later learned that it was the new Ministry of Internal Affairs of Wenti County that blocked the road to the Dragon Forest, and a large hole was licked and burned directly from the Dragon Forest, and this hole stood directly at the not-so-distant Mousse Village.

Now, Mousse Village has another nickname, called the City of Skyfire, which means the city brought by skyfire.

"Let's quickly find a piece of land! Ralfa, don't just stand there! Hurry up! If it's any later we won't be able to afford such a large piece of land." Alia hurriedly jumped off the dragon cart and quickly moved between pedestrians and dragon carts.

Ralfa hadn't reacted yet, so he had to smile bitterly and hold Ansha's hand, rolling the two little ones into the RV.

"Really... We are already a month late, so what does it matter if we are a little later..." Ralfa touched Ansha's neck and walked naturally.

Looking at his wife's anxious look, he actually laughed.

The merchants next to him displayed their goods, but Ralfa rejected them one by one.

They bought an area not far from the new Mousse Village. Since they wanted to stay away from the city, they couldn't stay in Wenti County or the new Mousse Village, and being too close to the Dragon Forest would be troublesome.

Therefore, a medium-sized farm was built on the edge of New Mousse Village.

There are also whole tracts of fruit trees.

The area around Wenti County is evergreen all year round, so it is not easy to grow crops, and only fruits can be grown.

You should also be able to guess who the protagonist of our story is.

Yes, that baby with the roll-eyed eyes, Jack.

Although he can't speak yet, he looks very smart and doesn't make any noise. He is much more obedient than his sister Erica, the real child of Aria.

While the couple were doing farm work with simple magic, the two children were sitting under the shade of the trees. Erica would pinch Jack's face with her little hands from time to time, drooling all over the floor, and even tried to stand up to go to the toilet despite Jack's objections.

This annoying little guy is much more mischievous, in stark contrast to Jack.

If you think this is too much, then Erica is indeed too young to be compared to a child.

Days passed by, year after year, time waits for no one, the small farm began to take shape, the fruit trees blossomed... the cattle and sheep grew stronger... then...

What? You said Jack...Jack he...

"I want to learn magic!" This was the first sentence he uttered, and he never uttered a single word.

Ralfa, who was still teaching Erica to speak, was startled in surprise.

And while Alia was eating, she vomited out all the food.

"I want to learn magic! I want to learn all kinds of magic!" Three-year-old Jack repeated this sentence and stood there like an adult.

Let’s continue with the story. Let me tell you slowly.

If you feel like you can’t read it, then it’s because I didn’t write it well. Don’t worry about my feelings.
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