I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

Chapter 689: Chapter 509: Departure of the Snake-man [Ghost]

“The apocalypse is coming. If we were to die, where would you go?”

A girl’s voice, faint and intermittent, echoed in the ears of the Little Mirage Dragon.

It didn’t recognize the girl, but somehow, the voice felt strangely familiar.

“I was wondering… would you always guard our graves?”

“What if—just what if—we failed to survive the Epoch Disaster? You could choose a civilization you like to guard instead. It wouldn’t be a bad idea…” The girl’s crescent-shaped eyes gazed at it.

The dragon grew angry, expelling a cloud of murky gas.

“Ah… why are you spraying me? I wasn’t questioning your loyalty… It’s just that the bond between our Source Fire Civilization and you, well, it only existed during the Eighth Epoch.”

“In the Ninth Epoch, you should live for yourself.”

The girl sighed softly, “Alright, I’m going into hibernation now. I hope we meet again in the next Epoch… if not, then…”

“It’s alright, your Qi Fortune is strong. You’ll always find a new home.”

The Little Mirage Dragon couldn’t help but shed tears. That was its past life.

In that lifetime, it had been too prideful, dismissive of everyone.

Even though it longed for closeness deep down, it had never taken any steps toward intimacy.

As the Epochs turned, the searing memories of life became nothing more than fleeting visitors.

All the watchful waiting turned to desolation. Who could truly grasp the cruelty of flourishing and decay?

Is there really such a thing as another life?

When a flower withers, it will never bloom into the same flower again. When a leaf falls, it will not be the same leaf.