"Yes," Natsumi nodded, "I'm Jörmungad, the Dragon King." In your human mythology, I am the serpent that surrounds the Atrium. ”

"You should also have a sister Hela, Hela of Death."

"Hela hasn't been born yet," Natsumi narrowed, "but soon." Today is the day of her birth, and here it is. ”

She glanced at Lu Mingfei, who was stunned, and suddenly froze

"Don't worry about Senior Brother, there won't be a third Dragon King tonight. You're right, the four monarchs are twins on their thrones. Xia Mi finished laughing and said coldly, "Hella is the fusion of me and my brother, and it's tonight, right here." She leaned over and kissed the dragon's ruined eyes. The dragon's massive eyes had dried up, and the blood and other fluids inside had been drained, leaving only a pitch-black chasm, as terrifying as hatched eggs.

Such a gentle kiss is like a little girl touching her kitten with her nose, but for some reason, Lu Mingfei felt creepy.

"You're going to devour him." Chu Zihang whispered.

"Yes, I didn't expect humans to be able to deduce this secret from fragmentary history. Our strength comes from our bloodline. But purebloods are not like your lowly hybrids, and you have to try to improve the purity of your bloodline. We have reached the pinnacle, and the only way we can strengthen our bloodline is by mixing in the blood of other pure-bloods. Natsumi sat on the ground, hugged the huge dragon's head, and rubbed her face gently, her face was wrapped in tiny scales, but it was still so beautiful, "When I eat him, our bloodlines will merge, and Hela will be born." Hela wasn't Jörmungad, she wasn't Fenrir, she was the sum of us, but better than both of us combined. ”

"Will you eventually evolve into gods?"

Natsumi nodded, "That's a good point." The so-called Grim Reaper is the queen of the Nibelungen. She can open the door to all the kingdoms of the dead in the world, and that will be the return of the age of mythology, and it is beautiful, but unfortunately you can't see it. "You told me about your brother...... You say he believes in you and that you are everything in his eyes...... He would have had a chance to fight back, but he was surprised because you were in front of him. Chu Zihang's voice was thin, and his blood-stained forehead hair hung down, blocking his eyes, "You could have devoured him a long time ago, why wait until today and spend so much trouble?" ”

Natsumi covered her mouth and chuckled. She suddenly pounced on the dragon's head and pounded the "brother's" face as if she had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

"Because I love him." Xia Mi suddenly stopped smiling and said softly.

Damn, if I love you, I will kill you? Lu Mingfei said in his heart that this love is really earth-shattering! But he couldn't get out of his mouth with this complaint, one was that he was already frightened, and the other was that Xia Mi raised his head when he said this, tears slipped down her scaly face, and there were so many sorrows pouring out of her golden pupils, like the tide of the sea.

If this is fake, it won't be a problem to go to the Oscars to get an actress!

"Don't you think he's not like a dragon at all? He's so stupid, and his IQ is like a four- or five-year-old kid. He has unparalleled power, but he doesn't know how to use it. He'll just follow your ass and call your sister sister and say he's going to hang out. Xia Mi raised her face, let those tears flow, her golden eyes became more and more intense, her facial bones made a "click" sound, twisted, her mouth fissed wide, her teeth protruded like sharp thorns, she was sharply turning into a sad and angry female dragon, "But he is my brother!" Why don't I love him? ”

"But you kept him here...... The gatekeeper of this alchemy labyrinth is actually you, right? You raised him here for food...... You're ready to devour him one day, aren't you? You're waiting for him to hatch completely. Chu Zihang said softly.

"Shut up!" Just in an instant, a series of phantoms flashed, and Xia Mi rushed to Chu Zihang, picked him up and lifted him into the air.

She can no longer be called "Natsumi", and various dragon traits appear on her. Her clothes were torn by scales and bone spurs, she was naked, covered in steely muscles, jaw-wrenched bones protruding from her forehead and jaw, her knees bent backwards, and her delicate calves should now be called "powerful hind limbs." She used this hind limb just now to suddenly accelerate, and her figure could no longer be captured by the naked eye.

She is the Dragon King, the Dragon King Jörmungad.

"Am I wrong? Makes you so angry. Chu Zihang actually smiled lightly and coughed up a mouthful of black blood, "Isn't he your food?" A big meal is waiting for you, why don't you hurry up and get seated? ”

"Shut up!" Jörmungard roared, "Do you know the despair of the outcasts? Thousands of years of sleep! A nightmare of endless loops! In the deepest darkness is only you! There was red water running down the corners of her eyes, and she didn't know if it was dragon tears or blood, "And your brother holding your hand...... Will you sacrifice him? He is the only person who has been with you for thousands of years, so many years! Only him...... On the throne of the outcasts, only the king embraces the king for warmth......"

She burst into tears, like a madman, like a girl who had lost her beloved doll.

"But you're still going to devour him, aren't you?" Chu Zihang whispered, "Do you need to say so many fragile words to a human like me? Can I comfort you? You are a dragon, and even if there are only two of you left in the whole clan, you will sacrifice the last person to keep you warm in order to gain power and power...... You are a race where the strong survive, so you are stronger than our fragile human beings, only the strong can survive to the end, and the weak are reduced to food for the same race. You have succeeded, and successful people do not need to shed the tears of the weak. ”

There was a long silence. Ye Mengjiade held Chu Zihang, two blue-gray figures wrapped in scales, standing at the end of the lonely platform, like some far-reaching sculpture.

"yes, you're right." Jörmungård whispered, and she laughed again, "You're so strange, you're really human?" Aren't you thinking like ours? ”

"It's just a matter of starting from theory to figure out your ideas, my theory class is not bad."

This trough vomits ...... Even Lu Mingfei was ashamed of himself. In the end, it is not to look at the subtlety of the groove skills, but to look at the spiritual realm.

"But he's not food," Jörmungad whispered, and she changed to the tone of the somewhat stubborn girl named "Natsumi," "he's my brother." ”

"You have no choice but to do so. You entered the Kassel Academy for the skeleton of the dragon king Constantine, right? Devouring him, it is also possible to fuse new blood. Chu Zihang said.

"Your brain must be deprived, right? At this time, I can still have such a clear idea, I really want to applaud you. "But I've been stopped by my kind, and there are many hidden secrets hidden beneath your academy. In the Kassel Academy, there are not only half-bloods, but dragons, pure-blooded dragons, no less than me, or even above me. ”

Lu Mingfei was taken aback. Dragons above the dragon king Jörmungandr? Above the first generation...... Isn't it just the black king and the white king?

"So you didn't get food, so you had to fill your stomach with your brother?"

"Because I need strength, I have to be Hela!" Jörmungandr said slowly, "The only way to face our own kind is to rely on overwhelming strength. I can't wait. Stupid human beings, you know us as much as a drop of water in the ocean. You are worried about our awakening, but you do not know that a greater storm is brewing. We are nothing compared to the awakening of something. But the day of his awakening is not far off. ”

"What's that?"

"You don't need to know, it's useless to know."

"yes." Chu Zihang said softly. The bleeding in his chest had stopped, or rather there was not much blood left in his body, black, dangerous blood spilling all over the ground around him, as thick as asphalt.

"Your strength is far inferior to that of the Lord of Bronze and Fire." He looked up with difficulty, "Why?" ”

"Is this your curiosity as an academic nerd?" Jörmungård smiled, "Yes, you guessed right. It doesn't matter if you tell you, every pair of twins on the throne is different, and we are complementary. In the Lord of Bronze and Fire, Konstantin is actually far stronger than Norton, except that he was born with a disability and can never evolve a huge body, and he is cowardly, no different from a human boy. Of me and Fenrir, Fenrir's bloodline has an innate advantage, and his speech is far superior to mine, but his intelligence is limited to a very low level. ”

"You're his brain, he just needs to trust you." Chu Zihang said.

"Yes, he listens to me for everything."

"This is your father, the Black King, arranged, right? The ones who really have the power have great weaknesses, but they are the food they have prepared for you, and when you have no way out, you can eat them. Chu Zihang whispered.

"Yes," Jörmungård whispered, "they were born to be prepared to be ...... Food. ”

"The death knell has sounded, but it's a celebration of the opening of the door of another world." Jörmungard's voice was suddenly joyless and sorrowless, like an old monk indifferently looking at the rain outside the hut, chanting a verse that had been repeated countless times. "It will be a beautiful day, when the sea will break open and a great ship of dead man's fingernails will rise from the bottom of the sea, and Hela and the undead will stand on the boat to vent their resentment against the world of the living."

"Ragnarok." Li Su whispered.

Ye Mengjia ignored him, lowered Chu Zihang a little, leaned over and whispered in his ear, and at the same time stretched out his hand that turned into sharp claws, and the bone spurs on his fingertips were close together like knives, slowly piercing Chu Zihang's wounds, Chu Zihang's eyes were blurred, and his golden pupils were collapsing.

Ye Mengjia strengthened his strength, and the blade claw cut off Chu Zihang's ribs and sank deep into his chest.

Lu Mingfei was so frightened that he almost shouted, the blade claws came out from behind Chu Zihang, and Ye Mengjiad's wrists entered Chu Zihang's body. The last remaining blood gushed out.

The golden pupils suddenly lit up! Like a cat's eyes when they meet a bright light, the pupils that shoot out of the slit are as sharp as a knife.

Chu Zihang reached out and grabbed Ye Mengade's wrist, tightened it suddenly, and the wrist bone broke in a "click" sound. Jörmungar cried out in pain. She couldn't withdraw her hand, and Chu Zihang kicked Ye Mengadian in the chest, making a loud bang and the sound of cracking ribs. The two figures separated, Chu Zihang turned 360 degrees, and fell upside down.

Chu Zihang crouched, the scales of his body closed one by one. He was taking a deep breath, inhaling a huge amount of oxygen, bloody bone spurs stretched out of his body, the horrific wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cells that had already been completely differentiated actually began to divide, and new ribs grew along the fracture, like young trees taking root. He slowly stood up and flipped his legs backwards with his knees. He faced Jörmungad, bowed slightly, and in his hand was the unsheathed Imperial God Sword Murayu.

Ye Mengjiade looked at Chu Zihang in shock, Chu Zihang looked at her, and the golden pupils seemed to be as cold as freezing. He didn't seem to know Jörmungad or Xia Mi at all, and all he had left in his eyes at the moment was a brutal murderous intent.

"The state of the unconscious?" Jörmungård whispered, "You're already a Deadpool." ”