Fang shook the iron gate hard with his hand. As a result, the iron gate was in disrepair and fell down. It fell to the ground with a loud noise.

The sound spread far away, echoing repeatedly in the dark underground.

Fang couldn't help but feel confused. This was the result of not having the help of someone as meticulous as Nightingale. His clumsy way of opening the door was obviously very 'eye-catching'.

If there really is something underneath this dark cell.

Fortunately, this area is not a restricted area. Even if there are any secrets, they have already been clearly investigated by the archaeologists in front.

Just as he took a few steps forward, he suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest.

Fang, who had experienced this situation countless times, didn't panic at all. He just reached into his collar and pulled out the ring of golden flames.

Sure enough, the ring of golden flames emitted a faint light and heat in his hand.

There is indeed something related to Nicol Bolas here.

He squinted his eyes and raised his head to look forward. After experiencing so many similar situations, he already had a certain understanding of the behavior pattern of the Ring of Golden Flame.

But Fang held up the ring of golden flames and walked forward. Not long after, he suddenly froze.

Attila also stopped behind him.

But Fang didn't realize this at all. He just looked ahead with some disbelief. What he saw was not anyone else, but Ms. Misu.

It's just that the Ms. Misu in front of him at this moment is much younger than he remembered. She has a long braid and is only seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

Her attire should be the attire from Istania, a white shawl cloak with a desert people's robe underneath.

She held a sword in her hand, and the pattern on the scabbard was that of Jalapea.

She stood next to a tall man, and the two of them walked forward in the darkness. Ms. Misu and the man seemed to ignore each other.

She just asked the people around her: "Brother, is that rumor true?"

"What rumors?"

The man asked.

Only then did Fang realize that the tall man turned out to be young Mazak.

He looked carefully and realized that the other person's broad forehead and square face were indeed somewhat similar to Mazak's.

The two continued to move forward, and Ms. Misu continued to speak: "As for the Dragon's Gold, it is not in the tomb of Lord Yoshid. There are rumors outside that it was never there, and that Sir Hagston took it away back then.

Got it"

"I heard that Mr. Karatu advocated that the Dragon's Gold must be destroyed, but Lord Yossiude did not adopt this opinion. That's why the two of them parted ways in their later years..."

"And I also heard...I heard that Mr. Karatu's death was also related to this."

The man turned back silently: "These are just rumors. Our ancestor Yue Xiude would never leave the Dragon's Gold for his own selfish gain."

He paused for a moment: "Do you believe what is said outside that he will covet the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes?"

"A few outsiders know that the power of dragons is the source of our family's tragedy."

Misu nodded and fell silent.

"But the power of the dragon horn is reviving," she whispered: "Nicocol Bolas will definitely come back, and we must find the dragon's golden eye that is still somewhere."

"You're right, Misu," Mazak replied: "This is the fate of us Oath Keepers."

As he spoke, he stopped.

Then he raised his head and looked at the rusty underground prison. He sighed and said, "The tragedy that happened here many years ago cannot be repeated again."

"So I am preparing to go to Talen, brother," Misu replied: "Dollifen is the territory of Sir Hagston. No matter whether the rumors are true or false, you must go there to take a look."

Mazak nodded.

"Dragon Gold is the fire of Venus, the power contained in the pupils of the dark dragon," Misu said, "But I heard that it was cast into a ring in the early years."

"About that ring, brother," she turned around and asked, "do you know anything?"

Mazak pondered for a moment: "There are such records in the clan's documents, but I don't know much about that ring."

"Oh?" Misu asked again, "What kind of record is it?"

"Those records are very complicated, and most of them are meaningless," Mazak replied: "There are only a few words mentioned about the ring."

"There are rumors outside that the ring was forged by Lord Yoshude and Karatu to seal the power of Dragon Gold?"

"That's not true. Neither Lord Karatu nor our ancestor Yoxiude mentioned such a thing in their memories."

"And what's the end of it all?"

Mazak stopped and looked at his sister.

"You are too impatient, Misu," Mazak replied: "You cannot personally say that day will come before the Crown of Light appears."

Misu smiled softly.

"Of course I understand this, brother, don't worry."

"I will be back soon regarding the Dragon Land's migration to Istani. I also hope I can be of some help."

"The contemporary King of Sand is really a good man. I heard that he has a wise and martial son. Babartan is also well-known in Istania."

"It's true that a tiger father has no dog son."

The two of them were talking to themselves while passing between Fang and Attila like a phantom.

Fang held up the ring of golden flames and turned around subconsciously, only to see the two figures dissipating into the darkness like wind and sand.

There was silence in the dark cell for a moment.

It was as if the previous conversation was just an echo of time staying here.

Fang looked at the warm ring of golden flames in his hand, and the term "bloodline of dragon" appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Where the Fire of Venus is, even the words and deeds of people with dragon blood are reflected and linger here.

He looked at Attila. Apparently the elf lady had not missed the previous scene.

Both of them knew in their hearts that this should have happened before the Dolifen incident, and that was exactly what happened to Idos more than thirty years ago.

However, the reflections of Misu and Mazak had disappeared, and Fang couldn't help but look ahead. He vaguely felt that he might have found this place.

The truth of everything lies ahead.

He took a breath and was about to move forward.

But it was at this time that he heard rustling footsteps, walking slowly from the front.

Fang subconsciously grasped the ring in his hand and looked forward with a frown. He originally thought he would see Eve, Yoshid, Karatu, or even people related to Dolifen.

But what appeared in his field of vision was a wanderer wearing a long cloak.

The wanderer had a weathered look on his face, holding a long sword wrapped in cloth in one hand, and holding a little girl with bare feet and ragged clothes in his other hand.

The moment Fang saw the wanderer, he almost thought he had seen it wrong.

If he hadn't been sure that this was the figure in the phantom, he almost thought he had seen the current prime minister of Corin Ithurian.

But after taking a closer look, he realized that he had made a mistake. The current prime minister looked much younger than this man.

And this man may not be a figure of this era.

He looked away.

Then he stopped involuntarily.

The little girl in ragged clothes looked vaguely like Eve between her features. He couldn't help but be slightly startled. But wasn't Eve the Dragon Witch?

She was born in the Land of Dragons and has almost never left this desert since she was born. When did the scene before her happen?

He couldn't help but watch silently.

The wanderer and the little girl walked towards this direction step by step.
Chapter completed!