"The terrible day of destruction is coming. The first sign was that the ancestors were facing a harsh winter that they had never encountered. Snow kept falling, frost froze the earth, bitter winds howled in the dark sky, and the storms and rains continued without sunlight.

"There were three miserable winters like this in succession, and there was no summer in between, and every day was a miserable day. ”

"All the summer that our ancestors had hoped for was in vain. The snow kept falling, and it was freezing everywhere. ”

"In the bitter cold, the universe is full of the shadow of war and conflict, the evil beasts of the wilderness wander around in search of food, the ancestors no longer forgive and help each other, fratricidal, father and son, kill each other in the ugly competition of lust. ”

"This is a world of sin and terror, where even the earth trembles and the sea withers and the earth cracks. There were too many dead to count, vultures swirling in the air to eat the dead, sin rampant, blood staining the land. The souls of countless sinners fought across the River Styx, and even the color of the river was obscured. ”

---- Dead Sea Papers: Ragnarok

Unprecedented cold enveloped the World Tree, and the despair and terror of destruction spread through it, weighing heavily on the hearts of all.

The world is on the verge of extinction.

Boundless flames swept across the land, and everywhere they went, everything melted into a scorching dark red, and the sky was stained with a blood-colored curtain by tens of millions of flame spirits as the backdrop for this great destruction.

The stars began to fall, like a midsummer rainstorm, mercilessly crashing into the unrecognizable earth burned in the flames.

The ocean roared, and countless waves swelled and swirled on the black surface, forming bottomless whirlpools that swallowed life in the sea one by one, and then rushed towards the mainland.

In other corners of the world, in the embers, an unprecedented blizzard has descended without warning, bringing with it the bitter cold of extinction, and the former splendor of prosperity has been frozen into the ancient legends of the frozen kingdom until it disappears into dust.

The Kingdom of Giants, the Land of Fairies, the Atrium of the World, and even the Starry Sky Divine Kingdom at the very top could not escape this fateful destruction.

Not even the strongest of the gods.

Valhalla, the grandest palace in the kingdom of God, is silent, and the prosperity and joy of the past have long since ceased.

Odin sat on the throne.

The flames of the burning galaxy cast the shadow of his tall and majestic body onto the walls of the palace, revealing a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Odin had one eye open and the other closed.

In fact, it is well known that the King of the Protoss has always had only one eye, and that eyeball is the price of his wisdom and the ability to peep into his fate.

The King of the Protoss stared fixedly at the sky, eyes that could pierce the fog of fate and sweep across the world.

The kingdom of the starry sky gods is facing collapse, and the most powerful enemies of the gods, including Odin's old enemies, are all united at this moment, and they are approaching the kingdom of gods with great momentum.

The land of flames at the southern end of the world has poured out countless armies.

Led by the tall giant Soul, who led countless giants to slaughter, the flame of light emitted by the Flame Demon Sword in Soul's hand ignited the entire land along the way.

The waters roared in the atrium, and the serpent that surrounded the entire sea, Jörmungad, awoke from the mud bed of the deep sea, let out a shuddering hiss, and with a few flicks of his tail, the water went straight to the door of the kingdom of the gods.

The demon wolf Fenrir broke free from the chains made by the gnomes, his expression hideous, and he let out a long howl that shook the heavens.

Hela, the master of Hades, weaves a large ship from the fingernails of the dead and crosses the kingdom of God, filled with ferocious frost giants.

At the bottom of the World Tree, Nidhogg, the dark dragon who was gnawing on the roots of the tree, raised his head, and behind him, the wings that covered the sky and the sun slowly opened.

The era of the reign of the Protoss has come to an end.

The entire canopy was covered by a blazing light, and the kingdom of God at the top of the World Tree was painted in a brilliant golden red, like a maple leaf blooming in the atrium of the world in late autumn.

In the light, the ancient stars were shattered and withered one by one, turning into dust and sand, like an unreal dream.

The Divine Radiance swept across the entire sea of stars with an unstoppable attitude, turning all the great deeds created by the gods into silhouettes in the sea of light.

Compared to the surging Holy Radiance, the Fire Giant Leader's magic sword "Lei Wanting", which burned most of the World Tree, was as inconspicuous as a torch in front of the scorching sun.

The light was rising, like twilight at dusk, enveloping Valhalla.

Odin knew that this magnificent dusk was the last afterglow of the kingdom of God.

Valhalla's grand gates slowly opened, and Valkyrie, dressed in battle armor and armed with a shield and sword, floated in.

"King, the rebel army is approaching the kingdom of God, and the warriors are waiting for you. ”

Valkyrie's voice was as soft as the breeze in the woods, but with a taste of iron-blooded determination, "Waiting for your order to go on the march." ”

Odin leaned over to look at the Heroic Spirit Warrior God who was half-kneeling on the ground, and his starry blue pupils were full of wisdom and vicissitudes, "You should all know that this battle is destined to have no chance of winning. ”

The Valkyrie bowed slightly and whispered, "Yes, we have learned the ending from the Goddess of Fate, but that does not prevent us from continuing to fight for you, my king. ”

"A new era is about to begin, and our universe will have rulers more powerful than the Protoss, and the World Tree is the sacrifice of the old era for the birth of this new being. ”

As he recited these words, Odin's gaze crossed the vast galaxy above his head and stared into the deepest depths of the void.

It is the original land, the singularity where the world tree is in full bloom.

A cloud of light floated there, emitting an unprecedented brilliance, sweeping through the vast galaxy.

Compared to the brilliance it emitted, the artifact longsword "Levantin" in the hand of the king of the giant clan that burned half of the world tree was like an inconspicuous torch.

The newborn gods are so powerful that the energy that bursts out of their birth alone has ignited the kingdom of gods in the sea of stars.

That's the root cause of destruction.

Odin sighed softly.

He knew that even if he had finally defeated all the enemies who had come to him, his time would be over.

Odin drew his weapon from the side of the throne, the spear made from the branches of the World Tree--- Kungunir.

The God-King looked intently at the star-like tip of the spear, knowing that this might be the last time he would pick it up.

"Let's go. ”

.......

The evening sunset is exceptionally beautiful.

On the peninsula west of the Wild Continent sits a village, serene and quiet in the twilight of dusk.

From time to time, a few birds fly by in the glow, passing through the rising wisps of smoke, adding a bit of poetry to the village in the twilight.

The meadow outside the village was golden, and two children of about ten years old, a man and a woman, sat on the golden ground, chattering about something.

"Siegfried, I heard from the patriarch that you will be officially granted warrior status by the tribe tomorrow. The girl's eyes were full of envy. "That's amazing!"

"Of course!" said the little boy triumphantly, his immature but fierce face full of heroism, "as is customary, I will also be given a weapon." ”

"What weapon?"

"I don't know, I hope it's a sword, like the one our ancestors used to use. Siegfried danced with both hands, gesturing with great interest with the imaginary sword.

"Ancestors?"

The little girl shook her head and said curiously, "It's the man named Nibelungen in the patriarch's mouth, and I heard the patriarch say that he seems to be famous in another continent." ”

"That's natural, it is said that thousands of years ago, the ancestors were super warriors who could cut down a giant dragon with a single sword. Siegfried looked longing, "I will definitely become a man like him in the future." ”

"If our ancestors were so powerful, why is our clan now reduced to the point of inhabiting this small village, and we can't even go out at will?"

The little girl said with some grievances, "Last time you and I sneaked out, just to take a look at the dark forest, we were arrested by the clan overnight and locked up for several days. ”

Siegfried scratched his head a little embarrassed, "Well, maybe they're worried about our safety, it's understandable." ”

"But that's okay. ”

Ziegfei shook his spirit, "In a few years, I will be an adult, and when I come back from training, with my strength, absolutely no one in the tribe can stop me, and when the time comes, I can take you wherever you want to go, Valrhona." ”

"Hmm. Valrhona nodded happily.

The next day, Siegfried received an iron sword made by the best blacksmith in the village, and he was thrilled for days.

In the year he obtained the sword, Siegfried awakened his bloodline abilities, and he found that he could crush rocks and overturn trees with his bare hands.

The patriarch said that he was the most talented dragon in the history of the village, and that he was even very likely to become the legendary "Dragon Knight".

After only another year, his strength had surpassed that of all the adult warriors in the village, and he ran faster than all the dragon vein descendants in the village.

It was also in this year that Siegfried, who had participated in the hunt for the first time in his life, cut off the head of the most ferocious monster in the forest around the village, a ferocious saber-toothed tiger.

He is getting stronger and stronger.

Growing along with his increasingly robust physique is the ambition in the heart of the dragon vein boy, this small village can no longer carry him

As a young man, Siegfried also developed a unique hobby, which was to look at the sea.

Every time the sun sets, standing on the cliff at the edge of the peninsula and gazing at the ocean, Siegfried feels a surging pride in his heart, just like the raging tide set off by the edge of the cliff.

He imagined that one day, like the legendary ancestor of the invincible Nibelungen, would one day ride his own dragon across the sea, fly over two continents, and rise into the sky under the adoring gaze of countless people, side by side with the sun and the moon.

Only in this way can we live up to this life.

And when he stood on the seashore, shouting his longing in the wind, there was always a girl sitting on the rock behind him, smiling and staring at Siegfried's rugged and heroic eyes, full of admiration and longing.

"Valrhona, I'm going to leave the village for a while. Siegfried stared at the endless sea with burning eyes.

"Where are you going?"

"I went to the depths of the continent to train, and no one in the village could beat me anymore, I wanted to see the world and find more interesting opponents. The sea breeze blew through the long hair of the young Siegfried, but it could not blow away the ambition in his eyes.

"Can you come back?"

"Surely, wait for me. ”

"Good. ”

This short answer is the most beautiful word Siegfried has heard in fourteen years.

He took Valrhona into his arms and kissed wildly, and the dragon maiden responded to his request with the same eagerness.

Two young, toned bodies entwined passionately and frantically under the gaze of the sea, until they were sweating profusely and could not part with each other.

The golden afterglow sprinkled on them was beautiful and moving.

.......

Siegfei slashed down an orc with a single sword, and fell to his knees panting with his sword.

It was the seventy-fifth orc he had struck, but there were still nearly fifty orcs around, glaring at the young man who had strayed into their lair and killed their leader.

Damn, Siegfried gritted his teeth and stood, his sword gripping his hand trembling, he hadn't been so tired since he stepped out of the village.

After killing the orc powerhouse with a powerful bloodline, his physical strength had long been depleted, and it was a miracle that he had been able to survive until now.

However, Valrhona's wistful eyes flashed in front of his eyes.

Siegfried roared, burst out with incredible power again, leaped to his feet, and stabbed a sword through the chest of a tall orc, at the cost of the iron sword that had been with him for years.

Siegfried slumped to the ground, staring in despair at the orcs surrounding him.

Really can't do it?

"That's not how swords are used!" an indifferent voice sounded from behind the dragon vein boy.

A brilliance brighter than the white rainbow flashed in front of Siegfried's eyes.

Siegfried's eyes widened, he had never seen such a fast, magnificent sword light in his life.

Time seems to have frozen.

In just an instant, dozens of orcs who had previously flaunted their might collapsed to the ground, their bodies turning into crystal sand flying in the sky.

A handsome man with white hair stood behind Siegfried, faintly glancing at the crystal of the place, holding a slender and transparent long sword in his hand, like a crystal.

"That's amazing, what kind of sword is this?" asked Siegfei, gasping for breath.

"This sword is called Dawn. The handsome man put his sword back into its sheath, "But it's not for you. ”

"Who are you, and why did you save me?"

"You have the breath of an old friend of mine in your bloody night, and I am sure that you are his descendant. ”

The handsome man said, "Your sword is broken, but I have a sword here that suits you, do you want it?"

Siegfried frowned and thought for a moment, although he was straightforward and reckless, he was not a fool, "What are your conditions?"

"Become my disciple. The strange man said lightly, "I will make you a dragon vein worthy of this sword." ”

Out of nowhere, he pulled out a heavy sword and plunged it in front of Siegfried, the greatsword was covered with serrations and its appearance was as scarlet as blood.

The moment he saw this sword, Siegfried felt an unprecedented impulse welling up in his body, which he had never experienced in his life.

The sword body exuded a strange magical power, grabbing the soul of the dragon vein boy, constantly prompting him to draw his sword.

"Good. ”

.......

The village burned at night, the light of the fire illuminated the dark sky, and the fire relentlessly devoured all life.

It was the dragons that soared in the sky that brought about this tragedy, flying and spitting out the breath of destruction to the earth.

Billowing black smoke rose like a flag symbolizing death.

These dragons from the Heavenly Dragon Temple faithfully carried out their orders and slaughtered the inhabitants of the village.

The black-robed Venerable floated in the air, a green crystal suspended in front of him.

For every villager killed with dragon blood in their veins, a living soul will be added to the crystal as a sacrifice to the Dragon Emperor Nidhogg.

"The descendants of the rebels, it is not a pity to die. ”

Ignoring the weeping and howling of the earth, His Holiness's icy words echoed in the night wind.

Suddenly, a dark red light shot out from the side, blasting into the clouds, tearing several dodging dragons in half.

Sensing a familiar aura, the Venerable looked in the direction where the light came from.

Suddenly the earth trembled.

Holding the Dragon Slayer Sword, Siegfei rushed out of the night, and at a glance he saw the picture that made his blood coagulate.

His hometown has been completely buried by Dragon Flame at this moment.

"Valrhona... No!!"

A heart-rending roar roared out of the boy's chest, giving the impression that he had even roared out his soul.