Inside the Boundary Breaking Boat, the sharp alarm sounded like a sharp steel needle, mercilessly piercing everyone's nerves, and each sound was accompanied by a chilling tremor. Lin Feng struggled to hold the violently shaking bulkhead, which seemed to be an old man who could not bear the weight, making a creaking whine. He looked out of the porthole with a serious look, and the Chaos God Body was approaching rapidly with its fangs and claws bared. On the surface of the Chaos God Body, the newly grown dragon scales flashed with a strange light, intertwined with the mechanical tentacles, and every swing drew a series of heart-pounding cracks in the void of space, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart.
Without any warning, the ship shook violently, as if it was being shaken by an invisible giant hand. The projection of the mechanical dragon spirit suddenly appeared above the control panel. Its dragon eyes, made of steel, emitted a cold blue light, as if it was a gaze from the abyss, cold enough to freeze a person's soul.
"Experimental subject No. 99, the error code has been corrected." The mechanical dragon spirit's voice was like being squeezed out from between rusty old gears, with the hoarseness and dryness unique to metal. "You are not a dragon born naturally, but a product of the failure of the Kunlun Ruins laboratory."
In an instant, the air in the cabin seemed to freeze, the temperature dropped sharply, and it was so oppressive that it made people breathless. Lin Feng's pupils shrank sharply, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. The Ni Lin Blade slipped uncontrollably from his trembling hands, and with a "clang", it made a harsh sound on the metal floor. The sound kept echoing in the dead silence of the cabin, adding a bit of sadness. He staggered backwards, and his back hit the cold control console heavily. A chill quickly spread from his back to his whole body.
At this moment, memories rushed to him like a surging tide. He seemed to see countless versions of himself floating in the glass cabin. In his chest, the fragments of the reverse scale blade emitted a strange light, coldly embedded in his flesh. The researchers in black robes had cold eyes, and the silver needles in their hands flashed with cold light, ruthlessly piercing his heart, muttering: "The 99th fusion experiment." And the endless darkness, which he once thought was a dream from which he could not wake up, now realized that it was the painful past that was sealed.
"Impossible." Lin Feng's voice was trembling uncontrollably, full of despair and disbelief. He frantically tore at the scales on his body, and golden blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing on the control panel, shocking. "I clearly remember Qingtian Village, remember Lin Wanqiu." His roar was full of questions about the injustice of fate.
"Memory can be tampered with." The mechanical dragon spirit's head drooped slightly, and that posture seemed to carry a trace of imperceptible compassion. "Your dragon soul originated from the fragments of the Dragon Ancestor's heart, and your flesh and blood were taken from the human body. Kunlun Ruins tried to create a perfect container to control the way of heaven, but unfortunately." Its voice stopped abruptly, and the projection began to flicker, as if it was about to dissipate. "Self-destruction program activated, countdown ten minutes. Target: Boundary Breaking Boat and Chaos God Body."
In an instant, the entire cabin was enveloped by a dazzling red light, as if in a sea of ??blood. Lin Feng stared at the countdown on the wall, which kept jumping. Every jump was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard, shaking his internal organs. The tribal girl looked anxious, rushed over and grabbed his shoulders. The water-purifying dragon ball in her hand emitted a faint blue light, flickering in this blood-red atmosphere, like a candle in the wind. "Lord Dragon! Leave here first!" Her voice was filled with anxiety and worry.
"Let me be quiet!" Lin Feng shook her hand off, staggered, and stumbled into the storage cabin. The storage cabin was dark, as if it was a reflection of his inner heart at the moment. He curled up in a corner, his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving blood marks. The dragon scales that he was once proud of and symbolized glory were now like red-hot irons, burning every inch of his skin and piercing his heart. "What am I? A monster whose existence was designed?" His roar echoed in the small space, with endless despair and anger, venting his unwillingness to his fate.
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At this moment, the fragments of the Heavenly Destiny Monument suddenly glowed with a soft light, which seemed particularly warm and mysterious in this dark and depressing environment. Lin Wanqiu's figure was looming, and the blood on her red dress seemed to have not yet dried, emitting a faint smell of blood. "Lin Feng," her voice was ethereal and seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, "Go to the Initial Dragon Tomb. There is the key to unlock everything, and also. your true origin."
Memories surged again. He remembered the strange feeling of intimacy he felt when he first held the Ni Lin Blade, as if the two were connected by blood; he remembered the uncontrollable and powerful force that burst out of his body when he faced the chaos. It turned out that those talents that he once thought were innate were just cold codes implanted. But what about Lin Wanqiu's smile, the smoke rising from the cooking stoves in Qingtian Village, and the trusting eyes of the Dragonborn Alliance warriors? Could these emotions be faked?
The vibration of the Destroying World Boat became more and more violent, as if it would fall apart at any time. Lin Feng slowly raised his hand and wiped the blood off his face, his eyes gradually firmed up. He took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and walked back to the control room with steady steps. At this moment, there was no confusion and despair in his eyes, but a determination to burn his boats. "Start all engines and rush towards the Chaos God Body." His voice was low but full of power, echoing in the cabin like a huge bell, leaving no doubt, "Doesn't the Mechanical Dragon Spirit want to die together? Then let us send it off."
The tribal girl was slightly startled, then she smiled knowingly, with a determined light in her eyes: "It should have been done a long time ago!" She quickly inserted the water-purifying dragon ball into the core device, and in an instant, the entire world-breaking boat emitted a deafening roar like a dragon's roar, and the hull trembled violently, like a giant dragon about to wake up, ready to go. The warriors of the Dragonborn Alliance clenched their weapons and shouted in unison. The sound gathered together, like rolling thunder, shaking the cabin buzzing, full of fearless courage and fighting spirit.
The projection of the mechanical dragon spirit reappeared, with countless cracks on its body. The dark blue energy leaked out like a flood, illuminating the entire cabin. "Unfortunately, Experiment 99, you have never lived up to expectations." Its voice actually carried a hint of a human sigh, as if it also felt helpless about this predetermined fate. "But being able to perish together with Chaos may also be. a good ending. Sorry, this is the order of the Creator."
At the moment the countdown reached zero, the void suddenly cracked like a broken mirror, making a creepy sound. The mechanical dragon spirit turned into a dazzling blue light, like a brilliant meteor, with the momentum of destroying everything, and collided with the chaotic body. In an instant, the light overflowed, and the energy storm swept in like a raging tsunami. The world-breaking boat shook violently in this violent energy storm, like a small boat in the wind and waves, which could be swallowed up at any time. Lin Feng held the joystick tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, the dragon power in his body was running wildly, and a layer of dazzling golden light appeared around his body. He gritted his teeth and persisted, trying to stabilize the shaky hull. He looked at the light outside the window that swallowed everything, but his heart was unprecedentedly calm - even if his life story was a lie, so what? Those days of fighting side by side with his partners, those firm beliefs in fighting for freedom, are real and irreplaceable.
When the storm finally subsided, the Boundary Breaking Boat was already riddled with holes, and the hull was covered with cracks, like a wounded warrior. Lin Feng looked at the devastated cabin calmly, turned his head and nodded to the tribal girl, and said in a steady and firm voice: "Get ready to go to the Initial Dragon Tomb." He slowly tightened the reverse scale blade at his waist, and the blade was slightly hot, as if responding to his firm determination.
