Besides, he had a hunch that the four of them might be troubled by the same thing.
And even if it is not one thing, there is definitely a connection.
The monster suddenly trembled violently, and the golden patterns on its body flashed wildly.
It suddenly closed its breastplate, turned its head to look in the direction of the black spire, and let out a warning growl from its throat.
Bai Di followed its line of sight and saw that the chain-made gate at the bottom of the tower was shaking violently, and some huge shadow was wriggling behind the gate.
"Looks like there's no time to think about it."
Bai Di wiped his face, suddenly grabbed a bone spur of the monster and turned over.
The black-scaled creature instantly understood, and the golden lines on its body surface converged into a saddle-shaped stream of light.
When the tower door suddenly opened, Bai Di leaned over and whispered in the monster's ear:
"Walk."
The monster raised its head and let out a long roar that resounded through the heavens and earth. When its bone wings spread out, the hurricane it created rolled up the sky full of golden silk.
Those luxurious lights drew brilliant tracks in the darkness, as if paving a galaxy leading to the truth for them.
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At the moment when the black-scaled monster flapped its wings and took off into the air, the entire world suddenly fell into absolute stillness.
The flowing golden silks suddenly solidified in mid-air, turning into thousands of dazzling ice spikes.
The monster's raised bone wings still maintained their extended arc, but they had been frozen into a crystal sculpture forever.
Bai Di saw the white mist he exhaled condensed into frost flowers in front of his eyes, and each ice crystal reflected the broken starlight.
And then—the world began to fall.
It is not space that is collapsing, but cognition that is disintegrating.
Bai Di felt that he was sinking, but when he looked up, he saw fragments of the black spire floating upwards.
Time and space have lost their meaning at this moment. Only the iceberg that suddenly appeared is suspended forever in the center of nothingness.
That is not an ordinary land of ice and snow.
The entire mountain is made of the purest blue ice, with countless shining points of light sealed inside, as if the entire galaxy is frozen inside.
It does not appear dead nor lonely, but rather like a pearl forgotten by civilization, with a unique splendor that is independent of the world.
A snowflake passed through the barriers of time and space and gently landed on Bai Di's fingertips.
The moment he touched it, he saw countless familiar figures emerging from the iceberg: his elder brother, dressed in a black and gold military uniform, smiling at him; Nansong and Matuan playing around at the base; even Blore climbing a tree in the bushes. Each scene was vivid, yet so distant that it seemed separated by aeons of time.
"This is..."
Before Bai Di could utter his question, the snowflakes on his fingertips suddenly burst into a dazzling white light.
Bai Di's pupils contracted violently, and fragments of memory pierced his mind like sharp ice spikes.
In his memory, his grandfather, who was already very old, took off his military uniform and dug the earth of the imperial mausoleum with his bare hands in the heavy rain.
The old man's fingers were covered in blood, but he stubbornly dug out an ancient Buddha statue half the height of a man. The Buddha's eyes were weeping blood, and its torn abdomen exposed the white bones.
"I pledge my royal bloodline..."
Grandfather trembled as he cut his wrists and poured his blood onto the cracks in the Buddha statue.
"In exchange for your protection of my grandson for his entire life."
The Buddha's body exploded, and a young man covered in gold powder curled up in the black mist.
The moment he opened his gilded vertical pupils, all the bronze lamps in the entire imperial mausoleum went out.
Memories suddenly jumped to a rainy night in the deep palace. A young Lou Xun was kneeling in the imperial study, his wet hair plastered to his pale cheeks.
Grandfather pressed the imperial seal heavily between his brows and said, "From today on, your name is Lou Xun.
Forget the thousand years in the shrine and just be Bai Di's brother.
Bai Di saw his younger self lying outside the window frame, peeking at his elder brother learning to hold a pen under the palace lantern.
Those hands would always suddenly twist and deform at midnight, tearing the rice paper into pieces.
The next day, he was able to teach him to copy calligraphy as if nothing had happened, except that there were a few more bloodstains on his cuffs.
But why did he forget all these things?
He has no memory of anything.
Why choose to make him remember it all now?
My grandfather's body lay quietly in the center of the Iron Throne Hall.
The obsidian floor reflects the twelve hanging gilded coffins, and the ashes of kings from past dynasties gleam coldly behind the bulletproof glass.
Bai Di saw his grandfather being placed in the newest coffin. His old face, after being restored by the plastic surgeon, actually looked eerily peaceful.
The old man's skinny fingers were crossed in front of his chest, and the nuclear weapon key ring, which symbolized supreme command authority, glowed with a faint blue light under the sterile lamp.
"Young Marshal, it's time to set off."
Lou Xun's voice came from behind, and Bai Di turned around suddenly.
His "brother" - was standing at the foot of the throne steps.
The straight black and gold military dress uniform seemed to be cast from the night and molten gold, with double rows of copper buttons all the way to the Adam's apple, but the eagle head badge on the cuff was abnormally covered with black gauze.
The most eye-catching thing is the bronze chain wrapped around the waist, each section is engraved with electromagnetic runes, and emits a slight humming sound with the frequency of breathing.
"Xiao Di, be good in the academy." Lou Xun smiled and ruffled his hair, a black scale slipping from his sleeve. "Wait until brother finishes dealing with those...dirty things."
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But the last scene in his memory made Bai Di shiver all over - in the Taiji Hall late at night, Lou Xun was gnawing at his grandfather's spirit tablet.
The ground was littered with broken bronze chains, his back was covered with sharp bone spurs, and his face was covered with traces of tears.
When the tide of memory receded, Bai Di found himself unconsciously grabbing the monster's front paw.
The black scales faded beneath his palm, revealing pale human skin. The face gradually became clearer, and it was his elder brother, Lou Xun.
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