Dragon Clan's Final Flame

Introduction to "Dragon's Final Flame" When the bronze dragon monument under the frozen soil of Northern Europe cracked, the eternal night in Siberia was ignited by dragon flames, and the countdown of the hybrid species quietly returned to zero. The bloodline roars in the blood vessels, and the curse of the Dragon Bone Cross and the prophecy of the "End Flame" strangle the last trace of humanity - is it the dragon that incarnates to burn the world, or the savior who burns the soul? In the ashes of the secret party's disintegration, the new dragon council secretly plotted a chess game; under the ice that had been burned by Norton's bones, a more ferocious throne was gnawing at the dawn. The bronze sigil boils in the lava, reflecting the bloody dusk before the Black King awakens—— Listen to the whisper of lava rolling in the dragon's throat: This time, who will break the chain of fate? (Note: Please forgive me if the fanfic is not well written. If you have any ideas, you can discuss them in the comment area)