Luohe only felt a burst of crows fly by......

Rattle......

"Joke...... Who doesn't know that you are a writer of the anti-Japanese army!" said the aunt.

Luo He smiled.

"I didn't expect to be so fateful to see you, a legendary talent!"

"Haha~ It's okay, it's okay, it's not as powerful as you say!!" Luohe was embarrassed to be praised like this.

"That, Auntie, what do you do? It's not an ordinary person to look at talking and dressing, right??"

"I'm just a poor worker..."

This aunt seemed to be quite happy to meet Luohe. "By the way~ You can write novels?!You can also make TV series!"

The aunt suddenly thought of something, and immediately became surprised, and then quickly asked.

"So, will you write the script??"

"Script?!"

Luo He was stunned. "What script?!Auntie, what the hell do you do!!"

"Let me tell you this!Have you heard of the idol drama "Love Under the Flower Field"?!"

Luo He recalled that although he was a two-dimensional otaku, he would still watch a little bit of idol dramas. "Oh! I've watched 2 episodes... Because the actor is too ugly, I didn't watch it!!"

“……”

Auntie was immediately embarrassed. "I directed that idol drama, and I found the script temporarily..."

Luo He was taken aback. "Idol drama director!!Auntie, you have been so miserable..."

"So, meeting is fate... You can cooperate well~" "Mr. Luohe, your online popularity is very high, I wonder if you are interested in participating in an idol drama or something...?"

Luo He was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Yes, but I have to be the actor—"

"It's okay to be the leading actor, but you're in charge of the script..."

"Script..."Luo He thought that he had written all his novels, and there was no problem in thinking about the script. "The script, I'll try it, and if I'm inspired, I'll send it to you when it's written..."

Auntie was immediately happy, she had read Luohe's popularity and the novels "The Return of the Anti-Japanese King" and "Dragon Clan", and she was looking forward to working with such a miraculous talent.

"Ding Dong! The world of "Dragon" has been generated, do you want to go in?" the system's prompt sounded in his ears.

"Choose Soul Piercing!"

……

Night, thick darkness, boundless.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, but what he saw was black, and it was vaguely visible that it was a barren plain. In the distance, a huge full moon hung in the inky sky, reflecting the bleak moonlight, cold and quiet. The moon was unbelievably large, half of it sank below the horizon, and a few bits of light shimmered on the top of a group of mountains in the direction of the full moon.

He opened his mouth wide to speak, but he couldn't say anything. There was chaos in his mind, he couldn't remember anything about what had happened before, and he had a terrible headache.

"It's ......"

"Host, memory fragments related to the passage through the possessed protagonist......"

Gradually, Lu Mingfei saw clearly those points of light on the top of the mountain under the full moon, it turned out to be a burning torch, a group of people were running with torches held high, the firelight could not illuminate their faces, their faces were hidden in the shadows, and they ran towards the full moon.

Looking at this crazy and magnificent real picture, Lu Mingfei had a sense of déjà vu, as if he had witnessed that magnificent scene with his own eyes.

Suddenly, the dull bell rang out, the monotonous and lonely bell.

The surrounding scene seemed to distort the space, Lu Mingfei felt his vision rotate, a faint light appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but subconsciously cover his eyes with his hands. In the darkness of the night, the light seemed so dazzling and lonely.

After a long time, the light cluster dissipated, Lu Mingfei took his hand and opened his eyes, the surrounding picture had changed at this time. said that it was a picture, because Lu Mingfei seemed to not exist in these familiar scenes, he seemed to be a bystander, without the slightest sense of existence, just feeling that all this seemed to have happened. It was a natural thought in his head.

Lu Mingfei looked around with all his might, and then was stunned by the picture in front of him.

It is no longer a dark night, and there is no longer a cold full moon, Lu Mingfei stands alone with a small shadow on the vast, pure white ice field, the white and blue ice layer covers the mountain that is so tall that it points to the sky, the sky at this time is rich as blood, the torrential rain is falling, every drop of water is bright red, as if the sky is bleeding, flowing down the ice under his feet.

At the top of that towering ice peak, a huge black beast lay quietly there, its wings prostrate and hung down to the foot of the mountain, and the blood flowing from the sky flowed on its body, staining the entire snow-white ice peak.

Dragon.

A large group of people were holding torches and iron cones, struggling to climb up the dragon's wings, they circled the huge dragon body, nailed the dragon's skull with spears stained with red blood, and the white slurry spewed out, turning into a rich white gas, flowing down like blood, melting the ice and snow, and the people cheered in the rain.

Lu Mingfei's body seemed to have lost something, and it became cold little by little, inch by inch, until it was deep in the bones. It was as if he heard the unwilling roar of the dragon.

At this moment, dark red clouds boiled, huge thunder rumbled, torrential rain poured down.

Lu Mingfei felt overwhelming sadness and deep depression, he seemed to have lost something indispensable and important, his chest felt like someone had been hit hard, and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, a person appeared in front of him.

Lu Mingze looked at him and smiled, but his smile revealed so sadness, there seemed to be thousands of years of melancholy and depth in his faint golden pupils, and he called softly: "Brother ......" leaned over, and the golden pupils looked at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and felt his sadness up close. He wanted to ask in a loud voice, but he couldn't open his mouth, as if his ability to speak was invisibly imprisoned. Lu Mingze stretched out his white and tender little hand, and Lu Mingfei put his hand over.

This child's body gently pulled up Lu Mingfei, he looked at Lu Mingfei, something was indicated in his desolate eyes, pictures flashed in his golden pupils, Lu Mingfei looked at his eyes, as if he was about to fall into it.

In the faint golden eyes, what he saw was overwhelming loneliness and sadness.

Time swept everyone into it like a whirlpool, black and white light patterns filled the surroundings like water waves, and in an instant it seemed that a strong wind was howling, Lu Mingfei opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Brother, have you seen Norse Mythology?" asked the boy in a small black suit next to him, his eyes as if there was a dark golden light flowing from his eyes.

Who would go to see that kind of thing if they have nothing to do, Lu Mingfei is not a literary youth, and Chen Wenwen didn't seem to watch this kind of thing before. But playing "Ragnarok", I seem to have learned a little, for him, a white rotten man who is extremely homely and has no sense of existence, everything is decay, and he can only find a little bit of screwing on the Internet and games.

The corners of the boy's mouth hooked up into an arc without temperature, and his golden pupils flashed, "That's right, how can those stubborn old guys open the Ice Sea Fragment to show you? In human beings, you are one, an outlier. ”

. Lu Mingfei screamed fiercely in his heart, he couldn't understand what Lu Mingze said, the name "Ice Sea Fragment"? was a little familiar, and I don't know when it had lingered in my ears. Speaking of "aliens", Lu Mingfei has no sense of existence in the ordinary world, and when he comes to the Dragon Slaying Academy, where all the people around him are of dragon blood, he has no sense of superiority. It's called a hairy outlier.

"It's been thousands of years. Lu Mingze's voice suddenly fluttered. "Those self-righteous human beings, with the so-called 'science', want to exterminate their ancestors. But...... After the fall of God, the noblest creatures will still be us! The era of dragon domination of the world will come, and no one can stop it. ”

He paused, and a trace of confusion flowed from his golden pupils, which was fleeting. "The 'science' that human beings believe in is, in the eyes of our people, nothing more than an ant. The "Ice Sea Fragment" that they are proud of is just a few of the "Ice Sea Bronze Pillar Table". With such a small amount of power in your hands, you still want to fight against the dragon?"

Suddenly, his dark golden eyes shone brightly, staring at Lu Mingfei, and said word by word: "Brother, since human beings reject you, then- come back to us!"

Looking at Lu Mingze's golden pupils, Lu Mingfei felt ethereal. Under the flowing golden light, there is endless sadness and loneliness, as well as a faint ...... Bloodlight.

In an instant, the surrounding whirlpool of light rolled up like a raging wind, and the black, white, golden, and red light boiled like water waves, Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and he felt a deep sadness as if he were there! Amber pictures were displayed, and Lu Mingze's pupils reflected countless memories intertwined, reflecting the bizarre abyss.

The wheel of fate turns again, and the black and white memory faults are connected again!

Blood-red and hideous earth, countless cracks spread in all directions, the branches of the withered giant trees stretched into the sky, the dark black roots were deeply rooted in the center of the earth, and a huge black dragon spread its wings and crawled under the lead clouds and red rain pouring sky.

"Black Dragon Nidhogg, dragon translated as 'despair'. On the day of the 'Ragnarok', it bit off the 'World Tree' that supported the three layers of nine worlds. On that day, the world was destroyed. ”

The gray-yellow light flashed away, the vision began to blur, the whole sky was blood-red, the tall mountain peaks went straight into the sky, the golden clouds flowed like water waves, a huge golden palace appeared, and the tall, rough figure resolutely faced the distant sky. A mysterious force pulls the universe, and the sky of the nine worlds begins to crack apart......

"The pinnacle of the gods, Valhalla, the main god 'Odin', the destruction of the world begins, and the wheel of fate overturns. This battle was inevitable and doomed to the defeat of the gods. After dusk, the surviving gods build a new world, and a new era begins. ”

In the gloomy land, the raging flames burned silently, the huge sky seemed to be burned out, countless yin spirits flew, and black mist filled the entire space. The scorching earth, the flames from hell calcined everything, as if the scorching breath was also felt in the body.

"The land of the dead, the Nibelungen, the Heim underworld. On the day the world was destroyed, the hellish karmic fire burned the sky, and the scorching land burned countless living beings, and the raging fire never ended, until it burned nothingness. ”

In addition, there is endless destruction at the beginning and at the end, the universe is falling, and the wheel of life is falling......

Warnerheim, Alfheim, Midgard, Jotunheim, Watt Alheim......

In the end, what appeared in front of him was a golden void world! In the midst of countless dragon roars, a dark golden divine seat gradually emerged.

It was a huge golden seat, carved with black and white lines, and the dark patterns began to glow faintly like blood veins, spreading to the entire golden throne.

"The Chair of Dark Gold, the throne of the Dragon Emperor. Lu Mingze's voice lingered with endless sorrow.

His eyes widened, and a dark golden glow reflected from the glittering throne melted into his pupils. That scorching breath, the blood in his body seemed to be inspired, and began to boil.

The wind of this void golden world was fierce, and the huge traction seemed to tear him apart, and the light around him slowly merged into his body, although the blood was boiling, but there was a deep cold and bone-chilling cold in his bones.

I don't know when, looking at the throne in front of him, his eyes were already filled with a trace of dark golden light and blood. The wind whipped up the black hair that was broken like a dream, and the photo of that sight was unforgettable.

On the huge throne, a familiar figure began to appear. Lu Mingze's thin body leaned on the throne, and the dull golden dark chain was deeply fastened to the place where his back collarbone was fastened, there was no scarlet blood splattered, no screams of pain, and the corners of Lu Mingze's mouth quietly hooked up a smile without any temperature. At the moment, it looks so painful.

He clenched his fists, the wind and the terrible tearing force didn't move him for a minute. Why does he feel pain in the bottom of his heart? Why does he feel endless sadness? What the hell is this?!

But the pain of tearing my heart did not diminish by half a minute. He doesn't seem to be the white rotten otaku, the waste wood Lu Mingfei who is trampled on by others, he is just-

Lu Mingze's brother!

Since it's an older brother, you have to protect your younger brother!!

At this moment, a monstrous flame ignited on the throne, and the boy suffered in silence without any sound. His flesh and blood seemed to be filled with rage and strength, and he rushed towards him.

Ignoring the pain caused by the tearing force around him, the golden blood pupils that opened his eyes roared silently, and he quickly jumped onto the seemingly unattainable golden throne.

The raging karmic fire burned the boy who was the younger brother, the dark chains were heavily buckled into the flesh, and the boy who should have been in great pain did not say a word, and in the pupils that flowed with sorrow, the reflection was the appearance of the elder brother.

His body was trembling, and he bit his lower lip and hugged the boy tightly.

If this is the punishment bestowed by the throne, then let me bear it with you, my brother.

In the endless karmic fire, he didn't care about the burning sensation and the tearing pain in his heart, he read this sentence silently on his lips, and the crystal tears refracted the fiery red light, and finally fell slowly.

The crimson blood filled the entire throne.

In the monstrous flames, the two people hugged silently.

On the dark golden throne, a strange character was imprinted - Dragon Script.

【?????????????????????? ，??????? ，?????????????. 】

That moment is eternity.