Leon knew he could be found at the white tower.

    Over the years, the emperor more and more liked to go to the white tower, repel the attendants and guards, stand alone at the top of the tower, look over the Golden Dawn gate and overlook the imperial capital known as the "city of ten thousand cities".

    Zion, an ancient name, represents the center of the world and the absolute master of power. Starting from this remote land, the ancestors of mankind continued to explore outward, established an epic empire in iron and fire, firmly grasped the hegemony of the mainland for more than 1700 years, and left countless glorious histories and legends.

    Along the broad stone steps from bottom to top, Lyon climbed to the top. Before he could bow down, the emperor turned around.

    His expression was as indifferent as a deep pool, but his eyes were bright and his voice was flat: "are you ready?"

    "According to your order, I have assembled the elite troops of the dawn corps and can start at any time," Lyon reported.

    "OK." the emperor nodded, didn''t say much, and turned back to see his city.

    "Do you really need to do this?"

    Lyon came closer, stood on the side of the emperor and said softly, "those aliens may not have no intention of peace talks. Maybe we can try to communicate with the black dragon and end the war in a peaceful way."

    "Are you saying such childish things to comfort me, your excellency?"

    The emperor shook his head: "you and I all know that the ultimate goal of the black dragon is to become the master of ayladia. If it does not achieve this goal, it will not stop; and the peace talks in your mouth are actually surrender, give up the sovereignty and dignity of the sun and become the vassal of the black dragon, like the Central Trade Federation."

    The general was silent.

    The sky suddenly darkened, and the moon ring appeared above the King City of Zion. Its carrier was damaged in the central war. However, the legendary mages of the king''s court soon reconstructed it to create a more magnificent and magnificent air city. Enrishill himself named it "Imola", which is similar to the divine name "Temora" of the goddess of hope, with hidden symbols and moral meanings, It''s not clear.

    "Imola is about to leave. Isn''t your majesty going to meet his children?" asked the general.

    "What should be said has been repeated many times. There is no need to hold on at this time. The journey of star drifting may not be more comfortable than living in the shadow of the black dragon."

    Enrishill looked at him and said, "didn''t you say goodbye to your relatives and children?"

    "I think the same as the emperor," said general Lyon easily.

    They looked at each other and smiled at each other.

    "Leon, how many years have I been emperor?" enrishill asked suddenly.

    "So far, it has been 260 years."

    "You were also the commander of the dawn Corps for 260 years."

    "Yes."

    "Two hundred and sixty years ago, we expelled the misguided former Emperor, the Lich King agralon lamorahan. At that time, the whole sun was bleeding, and Zion almost became a city of bones. I can still remember the scene in those days."

    Enrishill whispered, "my father has been killed, or the dragon can''t grasp the clue of the eye of gwush and lift the blood curse on the ORC."

    "Did the emperor hate the black dragon because of this?"

    "That''s not true. Agralon has embarked on the road of the dead. He can no longer be called a man. Of course, I will no longer regard him as my father. He will die if he dies. There''s nothing to say."

    Enrique Hill sneered: "It''s just that over the years, I''ve been conceited of my wisdom and bravery, and I''m bent on striving for greater hegemony for the sun never setting empire. But until today, I find that during the 200 years when Emperor enrishill came to power, the sun never setting has neither broken through the boundary of gods nor resisted the invasion of foreign races. What I have done is even worse than agralon. It''s really ironic."

    "We have defeated the Lords in the abyss and captured the king of the sea family, the benthic magic fish. Under your rule, the sun does not set, and the force and civilization of the Empire are rising. If there are another one or two hundred years, the moon ring may really be able to deconstruct the rules of the gods. No one will laugh at such a feat."

    Lyon shook his head: "it''s just that the black dragon carries the will of Aladia. Even the gods can''t predict its rise and can''t compete with it. Of course, all our efforts won''t have any effect."

    "I''m really unwilling. The sun never sets."

    Enrishill stretched out his hand towards the King City of Zion below, as if to hold everything in front of him: "the ancestors of mankind created this empire with countless blood and wisdom and made it the overlord of the world. In 1700 years, it has bred many ideas, wealth, knowledge and technology, but now it is like a ripe fruit waiting for the picking of other races."

    Leon clenched his sword.

    "Now we have only one thing to do, that is to bet everything to kill the black dragon or be killed by the black dragon."

    Enrishill looked up at the sky, and a colorful rainbow appeared under the dome. It was the bubble formed by "Imola" breaking through the boundary wall: "if we can do everything to kill the black dragon, it would be best. The black wing empire will fall apart immediately. We have enough time to regroup and deal with the incoming devil."

    "If I was killed by the black dragon, it would be good. The people on Imola will see that the Imperial Emperor would rather die than lower his head and bow to the alien race. This will give them the courage to survive the difficult astral drift. One day, the descendants of the sun will return to this land and recapture their own hometown."

    Enry Hill whispered, suddenly turned his head and looked at Lyon. His voice was like thunder: "are your soldiers really ready? I said - ready to die!"

    The general grinned: "the soldiers of the dawn Legion will not lack the courage to fight to death."

    Enry Hill turned around and walked down the steps, shaking off his expensive fur robe, wearing scarlet armor and cold scarlet ferocity.

    Under the white tower, there are people in sharp armor, with armor like water and spears and halberds like forest.

    At the end of 1782, when the sun never set, the emperor led 30000 soldiers of the dawn corps to launch a surprise attack on the black dragon Caesar perched in the central Erwen Gobi desert. However, they did not even wake up the sleeping black dragon, but were burned to ashes by the nearby inflammatory prison monarch.

    In the era when the sun never sets and the black wings stand side by side, enry Hill puts forward the theory of heterogeneous threat, regards the northern clan as the greatest threat to mankind, and is always full of malice to the black emperor who controls the alien race. However, it is ridiculous that enry Hill never saw the legendary king of black wings with his own eyes until he was dying.

    "Weak people, even if you spell everything, it''s just a dead end."

    Azrils mocked the defeated man in an almost contemptuous tone.

    After a long time, the black emperor woke up from his deep sleep and saw the wreckage and flames covered in the battlefield. He was silent for a long time. He sighed gently and ordered his family members: "I appreciate the last rise of these people and want to leave their names in history."

    Three days later, the Black Dragon Emperor came to Zion.

    The wheel of history rolled forward and the Fourth Era of ayladia opened.