Arknights, are you a good person?

Qi Yuan urged, he didn't care about all the red tape.

When the mausoleum was built, there was no such thing as a mobile city. It was within the range of the Baizao route and was extremely hidden, so Qi Yuan and his group needed to leave the city.

The mausoleum is located between the mountains and over the passage of time, it has completely merged with the surrounding scenery.

"Right here."

Qi Yuan followed the instructions and saw a dusty door.

"Alloy?" Qi Yuan was a little surprised. "There were no alloys in that era, right?"

"Every generation of True Dragons would use the hardest material they could find to seal a door here. I chose the alloy door. I heard from my grandfather that the True Dragons of previous generations used naturally occurring alloy doors, and the doors behind them were all made of stone. Only recently were they replaced with alloy doors."

Zhenlong pointed at the gate and said.

Wow, super alloys are growing out of the ground, right?

Qi Yuan could imagine that picture.

Each generation of true dragons looked at the gate left by the previous generation with suspicion, suspecting that it was not strong enough. Then they fearfully collected materials, piled together the strongest materials they could find, and made a gate to block the entrance to the tomb. Only then could they sleep peacefully.

It's not much better than worrying about nothing.

"Can I go in and have a look?"

He looked back at the real dragon, whose face was hidden behind the shadow curtain of twelve pearl curtains, majestic and silent.

"His Majesty?"

"..."

"Are you daydreaming here?" Qi Yuan continued to ask.

"Damn it, my legs are so weak that I can't walk. You are much stronger than me. You actually want to go in and take a look." Zhenlong reached out and held Qi Yuan's shoulders, using him as a crutch to ease his condition a little.

"Huh-huh-teacher, why did I take you to see it?"

Now Qi Yuan finally understood what the twelve solemn and serious bead curtains in front of him were used for.

It turned out to be to hide fear.

“Face your fears.”

"It's easy for you to say that. He came out to kill my whole family, not yours." Zhenlong took off the crown and wiped his forehead vigorously.

Seeing this expression and action, Qi Yuan thought that the real dragon was going to sentence him to death in the next second, so he wanted to feel the same way.

But the real dragon just wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You don't have to go in. Just close your eyes and you can see the future this guy predicted in the chaos."

The real dragon guided.

519: The Future of the Year Beast Being Destroyed (Part 3)

"What's the principle behind this?" Qi Yuan asked in confusion.

"how could I know?"

The real dragon slowly stood up and played with the majestic twelve crowns like juggling a football.

"The Suitai, the Ministry of Rites, and the old celestial masters, everyone with a bit of talent, are studying the abilities of Sui and Sui Beast fragments, trying to find out the underlying principles, but up until now, there has been no results at all."

Zhenlong said helplessly: "If we can't figure out the principle, then we can only close our eyes and feel it."

"Every time Simuitai offered sacrifices to the heavens, I could see the future he had in mind when I closed my eyes. Baizao and Yumen would bear the brunt of the consequences. Even in the best case scenario, the three cities would have to be reduced to scorched earth. No matter what the outcome, I would stand at the forefront and die with dignity."

"How can I be so righteous?"

The real dragon couldn't help but complain: "Qi Yuan, if the time comes, please help me capture my brother, and we will give him a promotion and take him away. After the matter is done, I will be the real dragon and you will be the executive deputy real dragon."

"Where did you learn all this?"

Qi Yuan didn't respond, but couldn't help complaining. He took the opportunity to close his eyes and feel the chaotic and violent dream deep in the mausoleum.

Well, it is very clear indeed.

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Behind dozens of gates was a vast and empty space. The surrounding rock walls were all made of dense alloys, with mercury flowing in the square river channels. That was the moat of the mausoleum, imprisoning a large mass of chaos in the middle.

Chaos is surging, countless chaotic gases are flowing, chaotic and disorderly, ordinary people simply cannot understand what kind of life this is.

But anyone who takes a look at him will know that he is healing his wounds with his breath, repairing his broken limbs in his sleep, and waiting for the day of his return in silence.

He was having a long dream.

In the dream, the chaotic [self] could see the development of Yan Country. This group of villains who were good at scheming were indeed changing with each passing day, but it had not exceeded His expectations.

In the blink of an eye, his enemies died, but his bloodline remained in the world and he was still the king of this small piece of land of Yan State.

When the Year Beast wakes up, the contemporary true dragon will die.

When people are psychoanalyzed, a certain school of thought rigorously divides the mind into the id, ego, and superego. Among them, the id is the most chaotic, carrying instincts and all basic desires, and is therefore the most chaotic.

Strictly speaking, what is in the mausoleum at this moment is the 20-year-old self.

Shuo, the predecessor of Chongyue, is the self, and the remaining brothers and sisters are the superego of the year-old, which is the conscience or inner moral judgment.

So the guy in the mausoleum actually doesn’t have a very high IQ.

It's like a child who knows a lot of things.

"The contemporary true dragon is here again. It looks so pitiful, even its legs are shaking... Well, this time a stranger has come, along with the eleventh fragment. Whatever, I will take them into the dream of chaos and see the future that stands before me."

This is what I think about the origin of the year.

Rather than calling it a dream, it is more like a deduction after inputting different conditions. Based on my own computing power, it is basically equivalent to a prophecy that is bound to happen.

The real dragon, of course, saw the broken Baizao and Yumen again. The sky was splitting apart amid the roar of the Sui beast. The real dragon kept crying and walked past the broken buildings, looking like the end of the world.

"The country is ruined but the mountains and rivers remain, the city is overgrown with grass and trees in spring, the flowers shed tears for the time, the birds are heartbroken for the separation."

In the future deduced by the years, the real dragon was crying and reciting poems.

The eleventh fragment of the year beast, the future that Xi saw was particularly simple, just a void of black.

The consciousness in the dream returns when waking up, and Xi's life, all the skills he has learned, and his independent personality become part of his memory in that instant.

The evening no longer exists.

In other words, Xi never existed.

In the quiet and dark studio, Xi closed her eyes tightly, hugged her knees silently, and slowly fell down. Her petite and weak body trembled like a sieve, her tail drooped weakly, and her face was pale and bloodless.

She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"When you were guarding the mausoleum, were you always looking at this thing?"

Xi clenched her teeth, the sound of her grinding teeth in fear echoed in the room, and her pink little tongue was almost bitten off.

"Why didn't she remind me?!"

Xi thought that she had adapted to death in advance. Countless artists had passed through her world of paintings. She silently saw them off and used this to imagine her own death.

For example, the morning dew has a lot of suffering.

Xi thought she could be free and indifferent, but the great terror between life and death came like a tsunami and she was swallowed up in an instant.

They are all lies, not free and easy at all.

"I don't want to die... I really don't want to die."

Xi cried so hard that tears streamed down her cheeks, and she could no longer find the peace and elegance she had before.

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As hard as it is to accept, that is the future.

The results of these two people's deductions of the future did not exceed the expectations of the chaotic self of the Year Beast, which naturally made him curious about the third person. He seemed to be a new force to deal with the revival of the Year Beast. What kind of future did he see?

This person's name seems to be Qi Yuan?

The chaotic self of the year glanced at Qi Yuan, and suddenly his eyes fixed.

"Ok?"

Chaos suddenly surged up like a tide, as if I had been kicked in the butt, and I saw something completely beyond my expectations.

"I tried my best to get up, but I couldn't even get out of the mausoleum?"

What the hell? !

The scene is really hard to describe. At that time, I saw an incomparably majestic golden figure. He or she was completely beyond this dimension, and the body was so huge that it seemed to cover the entire Taiyala.

The tall golden man thrust out a sword from an infinite distance, and the sword energy spanned thirty thousand miles.

The solid mausoleum was like paper, and was instantly destroyed. I saw that my soul was shaken by this blow, and the injuries that had recovered for a thousand years disappeared in an instant, and became like paper.

I could feel that the other party was holding back, perhaps because he was kind-hearted, or perhaps he simply had a good relationship with the fragments, so he did not kill me completely.

"How can one person's power reach that level?"

“It’s hard to accept, but this is the future.”

"?!"

How is this possible?

Just the prediction of the future allows the being in the future to feel it and respond to the present.

This great being transcends time and space.

"who are you?!"

"Hmm... Let me think for a moment. It's hard to find a state similar to mine in the dictionary... Why don't you just follow the local customs and call me Emperor?"

"Quick, shout to the Emperor."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the future that my self had predicted was shattered like glass that could not bear the weight.

Suddenly, everything went dark in front of my eyes.

"This this……"

520: Xi was extremely frightened

"Qi Yuan, wake up."

In the reassuring darkness, the voice of the real dragon slowly came. Qi Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Are you kidding me?"

Qi Yuan couldn't wait to speak: "Why didn't I see the tragic scene of the country being destroyed and the mountains and seas remaining? Not only that, I didn't even feel the slightest bit of panic."

"Really not?"

The real dragon wiped the tears from his face and put on the majestic twelve-tassel crown again, leaving no flaws.

“It shouldn’t be like this.”

The real dragon said worriedly: "Unless you die the moment the Sui Beast returns, then all you can see is a void of black. This is the conclusion that Nian Qing came to after guarding the tomb for a hundred years."

A void of black?

Qi Yuan thought about it carefully and realized that there was no such thing.

“I saw a golden ripple. I didn’t feel empty or scared. Instead, I felt extremely safe… If I were to describe that feeling, it was like I could do anything.”

"Ok?"

Zhenlong was extremely puzzled: "Do you have any impression of what you did specifically?"

Strangely enough, the feeling remained clear, but Qi Yuan couldn't remember even a little bit of what he did specifically in the predicted future.

"It seems to be the body's self-protection mechanism."

Zhenlong shook his head: "It seems that in the future after the Sui Beast awakened, he did something very excessive to you, causing you to be unable to even remember it..."

The more you talk, the more terrifying it becomes.

This shows that Qi Yuan had grown to an incredible level in the future, but it was useless and he was still unable to resist the footsteps of the Sui Beast. Among the many sacrifices was Qi Yuan, and he was one of the first to sacrifice.

Zhenlong's speculation was even more outrageous.