Chapter 45: Requiem
"It's over."
Konstantin jerked out Surtr, and the Red Dragon Golem staggered back.
The unquenchable fire burned the white dragon's internal organs, and he leaned his back against the door of the cabin, and the white bone sword made by Yaqi had been shattered into dozens of pieces.
The White King made a fatal mistake. At the cost of being pierced by Surtr, he slashed open the hard alchemy cube in the ship's cabin.
But Konstantin's ontology is not in the cube. This alchemical shelter, which weighs dozens of tons and costs an astonishing amount of money, is nothing more than a faΓ§ade.
The Sedna was carrying two artificial dragon bodies. A spare machine designed to save Olivia's life was modified to protect Konstantin's body.
The third time.
This is the third time Konstantin has inflicted fatal injuries on the white dragon. Maybe a fourth, fifth, until the White King is killed completely.
"Humanity's Little Trick ......"
"As long as it works."
For some of the slightly insidious arrangements designed by Luo Yin, Konstantin did not reject them.
He didn't use the flames to smelt and repair the puppet again, even though the wounded Red Dragon had long since reached the limit of its capabilities.
The alchemy puppet whose structural strength is comparable to that of the Dragon King's body was forced to cut hundreds of cracks by the White King with a bone sword, and even recycled metal could not recover on its own.
If it weren't for Surter's deterrent, Konstantin would have been in a keel cross state long ago.
"You're not complete."
The alchemy puppet's voice was a little stiff, but his tone was very firm.
"You can't release the final spirit, your body can't handle that exertion. Even the spirit of speech, which can go back in time, is based on the five elements. β
If the white dragon activates the final spirit of the ruins level, he will also burn out and die, and he will not be able to rely on another spirit to resurrect.
The White King did not deny it.
Retrospective is not an unrestrained resurrection, and Konstantin is aware of its limitations.
He was able to stack two low-level spirits, such as the Blazing and the Scythe, but that was meaningless in the battle of the First Seed.
The return to the ruins, or the Shiva dance, can destroy everything outside of Surtr, including Constantine's body. However, the final spirit of the four elements will drain all the elements in the realm, causing the retroactive activation to fail.
No matter how strong the half-blood's body is, it can't live to release the final word spirit. In this era of the death of the New World Tree, the upper limit of hybrids has been nailed.
The white dragon pointed the broken bone sword at Konstantin, and on the blood-stained white dragon body, the fire of the magic sword burned silently in a dozen deep wounds that could be seen in the bones.
"You didn't devour Norton at all. Constantine, even Fenrir is more like a dragon king than you. Thousands of years later, you're still that cowardly.
When I am resurrected again, do you still have a choice? β
"You can't understand us...... Because you don't have a twin of your own.
Black and white, just the lonely God and His apparition in the mirror. β
The red dragon's eyes were just two dark red prismatic crystals, but Olivia seemed to be able to read the emotions in them.
Konstantin sincerely, "pitiful" the white king who stood tall.
"The twins on the throne are all crippled, and they devour each other to become the perfect monarch......
Is that the only way to do it?
There may not be only one person sitting on the throne. The one who owns this world has never been a lone emperor. β
The red dragon held Surtr in both hands, and the black sword was-for-tat with the white king's bone sword.
"Konstantin, you're crazy."
The white dragon responded indifferently.
Olivia has never seen such a crazy "Yagi".
Muscles, bones, dragon scales, bone spurs, and various body tissues proliferated violently, forcibly supporting the white dragon's torn body.
Yaki drained all the stored nutrients in the white dragon's body, avoiding the injuries caused by Surtr and strengthening the dragon's body.
Those asymmetrical wounds and bone spurs, joined by the almost sacred symmetrical structure of the dragon's body itself, unleashed a tyrannical and twisted oppressive force.
Even Luo Yin, who is deeply dragonized, still gives Olivia the impression that she is between a human and a dragon, and even a little more "human".
Boss, he just treats the White King bloodline as a special tool. And the white dragon in front of him, who is suspected to be the main master, is "the dragon that most resembles a dragon", only pure, overwhelming rage and nobility.
Under the pressure of the Double Realm, Olivia was unable to release the Celestials. But even if her computing power is increased a thousand times, the result of intervening in the battle will only be death.
The two dragons flew towards each other without hesitation, their suppressed roars drowned out by the clashing of swords and dragon bodies.
It was as if they had transcended their physical bodies, and they had become swords, light and wind, thunder and fire.
Everywhere they went, steel cracked like pieces of paper, the wind rolled upside down, and the sea of ice set off huge waves.
Olivia could only shrink into the artificial dragon's body and squirm cautiously, looking for an opportunity to salvage Schneider.
Schneider's luck and vitality amazed her. Within ten years, he had already faced three dragon kings.
The swift Surtr is like a black hole that devours all light. Fragments of dragon scales and bone spurs, shards of crimson metal, constantly flew out of the air currents at the center of the battle.
When the death match between the two sides entered the white heat, a crack opened in the night sky in the distance.
"It's just a beast after all......"
The white dragon sighed softly.
The burning damnation illuminates the heavenly dome in the north.
Konstantin did not expect that it would be those hybrids who solved the unknown enemy on their own.
He picked up a few pieces of metal from the deck, crudely smelted and shaped them, repaired the reflex joint in his right knee, and stood up again.
On the other side, pitch-black flames covered most of the white dragon's body, and many parts were burned to the bone.
"Dragons and hybrids, a new world together...... I believe in this possibility.
If the human being who made me believe all this gives up this stupid idea, I will be his enemy! β
Konstantin rushed wildly towards the white dragon. Moon-white dragon claws tore through the crimson steel, and scorching black swords pierced through his chest.
On both sides of the red dragon's severed dragon wings, there seemed to be two phantoms. The majestic elder brother and the shy younger brother, the four burning eyes are more blazing than the sun.
"Konstantin, Norton. When we say goodbye, we will be on the throne. β
Surtr pierced the iron wall and pinned the white dragon to the outer wall of the cabin, the blazing black flames slowly burning him to ashes.
Konstantin can be sure that the soul hidden in the body of the white dragon is the White King. He stared at the White King until the last moment.
Traces of the Spirit of Words.
The dying white dragon vanished, leaving only a wreckage, and the spark of the magic sword burned everywhere on the Sedna.
Olivia, who had just fished Schneider up, broke away from the artificial dragon body very numbly and prepared to run away.
Konstantin waved her hand to tell her not to be in such a hurry.
"Just wait. If the White King can't be resurrected, he doesn't have to run, and we can't run if he is resurrected again. β
Olivia's expression froze, and she looked apprehensively at the sky. Don't set up such a dangerous flag!
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
Five minutes passed, and Olivia's cervical spine stiffened a little. The White King was not resurrected.
Finally, it's over.
"Konstantin! Lord Ryuki! Alack! β
"Konstantin! Constantine? β
"The Seven Deadly Sins have been stolen!"
"The boss has wanted to eat you for a long time!"
......
But no matter what Olivia said, Konstantin did not respond.
In the alchemy core of the red dragon, the fire has been extinguished.
The junction between Surtr and the puppet, the alchemy array that maintains the spiritual fusion ritual and the transmission of consciousness, has all melted down due to overload.
Olivia understands that things are big deal.
Surtr's failure to "degenerate" into the Seven Deadly Sins of Wrath means that Konstantin's spirit has not returned to his own body. He slept in the magic sword.
It's really a plant dragon.
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"We didn't find any remains of that creature."
"Look for it again, maybe you missed it."
"Pompeii, the creature you're describing is at least two hundred meters long, and that kind of thing can be seen from a satellite."
Pompeii was somewhat unrelenting. Although it is only a glimpse of the satellite imagery, the creatures of the majestic shore are definitely very closely connected to the Black King.
The Black King's Egg was the key to Caesar's evolution. Without the genetic information in the Black King's Egg, all the other supporting creatures and alchemy techniques would be meaningless.
As for the four great monarchs...... Who would be interested in that inferior throne when a better option exists?
The egg locked by the Gattuso family is not here, but if it can be obtained in advance, or even holding two eggs of the Black King, Pompeii will certainly not refuse.
"My dear, my son will be handed over to you for the time being. You still have a long way to go. β
The Nautilus, a nuclear submarine "under repair", takes its name from Verne's masterpiece.
The young man's family background is still too thin. For ordinary people, a small icebreaker with superior performance is already called a big deal.
But for Pompeii, a nuclear submarine is the best choice to track the Avalon program. If it weren't for the fear of revealing his feet, he would have sent five ships.
The nominal purpose of Project Avalon was to find Odin's Nibelungen, the island of eternal life that exists in paintings and apparitions.
But Luo Yin's purpose is more than that, there are too many secrets buried in the sea of ice. And Pompeii, the Gattuso family has a clearer goal, all they want is the Black King's Egg.
Odin? Now is not the time to go to war with Him.
The captain nodded slightly, interrupting communication with Pompeii.
She read the information sent by Pompeii over and over again, suppressing her intense trembling feelings.
Campbell did not show the blurred image of the black dragon to any of the crew, including the first and second officers.
The thing held its head high, molten tungsten spreading and burning across his mountain-like body. Like Sodom overwhelmed by fire and brimstone.
If you see something like this, even the Royal Navy will mutiny, right?
Woo β
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As the Nautilus floated, the sad and long song pierced the porthole, leaving the restless crew a little stunned.
Through the porthole, a thin blood mist with a range of tens of meters escaped from the clear sea of ice.
He was so beautiful.
Woo β
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......
The crew of the Nautilus had never heard such a grand whale song.
It wasn't a single whale, it was a dozen, nearly a hundred.
They surrounded the Nautilus and swam in unison.
No, they're not defending the submarine.
It was the wounded whale, the pure white sperm whale, the dragon known to the Academy as the Leviathan.
He twice used extremely cold words to confront the black dragon, but he was defeated head-on.
The Black Dragon, a giant species that is fearless of words, is the worst enemy in "phase" for the Leviathan.
Despite possessing a spirit ability that was close to that of the Dragon King, his dragon body strength was not even up to the average level of the next generation.
But He must stand in the way of the Black Dragon, and He has a mission of his own.
Leviathan is dying.
On the badly damaged Yamal, the people of the academy had just finished counting the wounded, and the ship's infirmary was already overcrowded. There is no time to mourn the deceased.
And the man wearing the KFC hood has disappeared at some point.
People were attracted by the whale song and walked to the side of the boat.
Return to the calm ice sea, set off a wave of waves.
Sperm whale after sperm whale surfaced, their heads and tails joined together in rings, using their bodies to hold up the battered Leviathan.
The Leviathan is the king of a huge pack of whales, and this is not a legend of the fishermen.
He probably sensed the danger and had dispersed the whales he was following.
Leviathan inhaled air violently, but the hideous laceration on the surface of his body healed very slowly, blood still pouring out, and fragments of broken ribs embedded in the wound.
He froze the wound with low temperatures and responded to the whales around him with a long roar.
"I remember, that day ......"
The whale song awakens Noua's sleeping memories.
The spiritual impact of the Black Dragon King Domain also caused serious brain damage to bloodless people like them. He was in good condition, but he woke up in a very confused consciousness, and many of the other crew members were still unconscious.
He remembered his encounter with snow. His daughter, Snow.
It was a stranded sperm whale with bitten wounds all over its body. The wound was made by sea snakes, but they must have been quite large.
Noah looked up to the sad whale song and saw the blood-soaked maiden on the back of the sperm whale. He only later learned that it was not the girl's own blood.
The whale, like an apostle to the god of the sea, sent the maiden to him.
Noah did not tell anyone what happened that day.
He pushed the dying whale back into the ice and watched it return to the grave of the whales.
Later, somehow, he forgot about it. Forget the whale and how you and the snow met.
Noah only remembers one thing, Snow is her daughter.
He finally understood that Leviathan had indeed come for the snow, but not to kill her.
The girl who was guarding the bedside finally smiled when she saw her father wake up.
Noah just smiled and didn't say anything. He soothed the panicked girl with his fingers lightly running his fingers across the snow-pale face.
He was just a mortal and had no power to interfere with God's will, God's mission.
......
The Nautilus slowly sailed towards the Yamal, and the sailors listened in silence to the sound of whales.
They marveled at the divine beauty of the Leviathan, unaware that he was the god of death who had mastered the cold.
Young people stood by the side of the boat, looking around at the devastated hull.
I don't know how many people died in this battle.
Most of them die without understanding and without great significance. It's just death.
Died of Long Wei, died of elemental turbulence, died of the aftermath of the collision, died of drowning, died of low temperatures. Not every dragon slayer has the opportunity to face the dragon king head-on.
The whale song echoed across the empty sea of ice and was heard far away.
Caesar, who was on a ventilator, said that the submarine was a backup sent by the Gattuso family. The Avalon Project, that's the end of it.
Is this the end of the road?
The badly wounded Leviathan swung its long tail and hissed at them.
Caesar could hear that it was a call to them.
The beluga whale roared as it swam farther afield, and the magnificent pod of whales swam with him.
Leviathan is guiding them to farther and stranger seas. Go to His grave and his homeland. That may be the real end.
The principal fell into a coma with signs of organ failure.
Eri Uesugi was severely poisoned by dragon blood and was being rescued.
Lu Mingfei was exhausted and unconscious, and Caesar's dragon blood poisoning increased blood loss. Chu Zihang relied purely on his will, and he probably couldn't beat a Shiba Inu now.
Do you want to continue?
The more the manipulators of all this try to stop them, the more important it is that what is deeper in the ice sea is extremely important.
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