The container of the first-generation Dragon King sleeps underground in Kassel College, the bones of the White King are devouring time and space in the abyss of Japan, and the roots of the World Tree under the Arctic ice sheet are entangled with the genetic map of the hybrid species... When Lu Mingfei's black flame illuminates the ruins of the Bronze City, Lu Mingze's chess pieces have been deployed towards the stars - who is controlling this dragon war that spans thousands of years? The answer lies in the black and white vortex deep in Lu Mingfei's pupils.
"If the price of rewriting history is losing humanity, do you dare to risk all your memories for a future without the Dragon King?"
I'm afraid you'll be proud