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Among the four monarchs, there is one who is related to this.
King of the Sky and Wind!
That earth-shattering war in history was inextricably linked to the King of the Sky and the Wind.
a long time.
Xia Mi released Lin Chen and continued, "Although Fenrir has been awake for some time, he was just a newborn infant. The energy in his body is slowly recovering, and it is becoming more and more intense now, causing the earth's crust to tremble."
“Understood,” Lin Chen said. “Now three thousand hybrids have flooded into North City, searching the whole city for Fenrir. We have to do something.”
"It should be fine. Fenrir's Nibelungen is quite hidden. Even if you find it by accident, it will be difficult to get to Fenrir."
"For ordinary hybrids, Fenrir is naturally fine, but these people are some annoying guys. We might be able to find something from some clues."
Xia Mi shook her head: "No, since Fenrir awoke this time, apart from the earthquake, there has been no other movement."
"And before that?" Lin Chen asked. "Fenrir has been in North City for a long time, hundreds, even thousands of years! What happened during that time?"
Xia Mi thought for a moment, and finally said definitively, "Yes."
"Tell me!"
“Wang Gongchang!” Xia Mi said, “Five hundred years ago, my brother tried to awaken once, but he failed. At the same time, his words of power went out of control and caused a huge explosion.”
Lin Chen's eyes narrowed: "Wanggongchang explosion!"
There have been three mysterious explosions in world history.
The Tunguska event in Russia, the Darrow Mooring incident in India, and the Wanggongchang explosion in China.
The Tunguska explosion originated from a high-risk Word of Power, serial number 113, Rhine!
The Wanggongchang explosion in the northern part of the city was clearly caused by Fenrir.
The explosion had a tremendous impact, equivalent to tens of thousands of tons of TNT.
A massive shockwave shot into the sky, hurling thousands of kilograms of stone lions over a kilometer away. Countless trees collapsed, and houses and roads were destroyed.
Everything within a two-square-kilometer area was destroyed!
The more lethal the power of words, the smaller its domain.
The ability to completely destroy an area of two square kilometers is like something out of a myth from the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
And the source of all this.
It is Fenrir's awakening, and his awakening is accompanied by the strongest Word of Power of the Earth and Mountains!
Shiva's dance of karma!
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Xia Mi looked at Lin Chen: "That was five hundred years ago!"
Lin Chen shook his head: "For you dragons, five hundred years is just a blink of an eye!"
"But for you humans, five hundred years is a long time. Would anyone be able to find these things by looking for clues from five hundred years ago?"
“Of course there will be.” Lin Chen said with certainty, “There is very little information about dragons to begin with. Humans are good at finding clues in history. For example, in the Bronze and Fire King, the Dragon King Norton was born thousands of years ago, served a king, and even left his name in history.”
"so what should I do now?"
Lin Chen thought for a moment: "The Wanggongchang explosion is still an unsolved mystery, and very few records have been left. As long as we find this record first, that will be good!"
"It sounds like finding a needle in a haystack!"
Lin Chen smiled slightly: "That's not necessarily true!"
……
North City.
West of the city, in a hutong (alleyway).
Deep inside the alley, there is a simply decorated old shop.
A royal blue curtain hung outside the shop, and the counter was empty.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any shops in such a remote place.
But this antique shop just happens to be located here.
Jiude Mai stood outside the shop, examining the dilapidated signboard above the door.
"Fenglong Hall".
Mai Shude, wearing black high heels and a black dress, lifted the curtain and walked in.
The shop wasn't big, but it was filled with shelves and wooden crates of all sizes. When the sunlight streamed in through the windows, it created a Tyndall effect, making the dust particles appear to float in the hazy sunlight.
Mai Shude strolled around slowly, inhaling the sandalwood scent in the air while admiring the items on the shelves.
Tang tri-color pottery, old porcelain, ancient books, writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, and even some impressive bronze artifacts.
Unfortunately, they were all counterfeit.
After Jiu De Mai had walked around once, the owner was already standing by the counter.
The boss was wearing a shirt made of bamboo cloth, with a birdcage in his left hand and a pair of lion heads coiled around his right.
If it weren't for that distinctive Scandinavian face, Mai Shude would have really thought she was a long-time resident of the northern city.
"Mr. Lin Fenglong?" asked Jiu Demai.
"I am!" The shopkeeper hung the birdcage high up; inside was a beautiful budgie. "Are you Longlegs?"
It wasn't because the boss was a lecherous old man who noticed Mai Shude's figure as soon as she came in, although Mai Shude's long legs were impossible to hide.
Mai Shude registered an account on the Hunter website, and the account ID was Long Legs.
Under Lin Chen's guidance, Jiu De Mai and this boss named Lin Fenglong...
"Please sit down." The owner led Jiu Demai to sit down and opened the Tieguanyin tea that was prepared on the tea table.
The old man with the Nordic features skillfully boiled water and brewed tea, completing the process in one smooth motion, before finally presenting the steaming tea to Mai Shude.
Looking at the clear tea in front of her, which was lush and green, she thought it was indeed a good tea.
"Two million dollars, for that message of yours."
The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes, wrinkles puffing from his cheekbones to the corners of his eyes: "While there are plenty of spendthrift hunters, your price is outrageously high!"
Mai Shude picked up her teacup: "Perhaps I didn't express myself clearly. What I meant was, buy out your information!"
The shop owner sipped his tea leisurely: "This is a deal you can't refuse. Are you planning to keep it all to yourself?"
"As a seller, how the buyer uses it should be none of your business!"
The shopkeeper shook his head: "This is no ordinary thing. It contains information about the Dragon King, but I don't even know who you are."
Mai Shude took a sip of tea, then looked directly into the boss's eyes: "But I know who you are!"
The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then continued drinking his tea: "Really?"
Mai Shude said coldly, "There are very few people in this world who know your ID number, but I happen to be one of them."
"Young man, you can tell from my age that I'm a dying man. What does identity matter to me anymore?"
“Some say that a person truly dies twice: once when life ends and once when everyone forgets him. You may die, but your old friend Angers is still looking for you,” said Mai Jiude softly. “Mr. Friedrich von Lon.”
Friedrich von Lonzo.
A member of the Secret Service, and a former partner of Meneke Cassel and Ghiribetz Jean Angers.
Those were among the earliest members of the Lionheart Society.
During the famous Summer Mourning incident, a Lionheart event was held at the Kassel Manor.
Lu Shanyan, a member of the Lionheart Society, traded a coffin from the Chinese, which contained the corpse of a purebred dragon.
However, during the autopsy, the Dragon King's corpse came back to life and wreaked havoc in the Kassel Manor.
The Lionheart Society was almost entirely wiped out.
Angers was not the only one who survived.
Friedrich von Lon was also a survivor of that tragedy!
At the time, he was the head of the Chinese community in the organization, but he retired after surviving, which clearly indicates that he knew some secrets.
It was this secrecy that kept him from appearing in the world or facing Angers for nearly a century!
The boss's face darkened: "Who are you? Who exactly are you?"
“Who I am is not important, and I don’t really care about your identity,” said Mai Shude. “I’m just proving to you that I’m fully capable of keeping this information to myself. If you’re not satisfied with the price, I can raise it to five million dollars. Five million dollars is enough to make you live a very comfortable life for the rest of your days compared to all the fakes in your room.”
The shopkeeper slowly put down his teacup, raised his head, took a long breath, and tried to calm himself down.
"No matter who you are, I want you to be the last person who knows my name!" the boss said softly. "I can make a deal with you, but the deal includes concealing my identity!"
“No problem!” Mai tapped the table lightly. “Your news is about the dragon, and my news is about you, plus five million dollars. I think you should make a profit!”
The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then turned around, stuck his fingers into the blue brick wall behind him, took out a brick, and pulled out a small booklet wrapped in blue cloth.
The booklet was yellowed and looked quite old, with the words "Tianbian Dichao" (天变邸钞) on the cover.