Except for the faint sound of explosions in the distance, the tunnel was eerily quiet. Under the inexplicably dim light, there seemed to be some shadow flashing quickly.

In an invisible field, a tall figure rode a mighty eight-legged horse, silently advancing. The existence of the transparent realm around him made him directly ignore the monitors that could be seen every other tunnel. With that, he and his relaxed posture bypassed the troublesome fellows and crossed their guard line to the rear of their target.

The breach of surveillance actually had no effect on him, because his disguise was not something that modern technology could see. It's just this war...... Or rather, there is no doubt that it is necessary to make the other party blind.

The eight-legged steed walked silently, moving straight along the track at a speed that was neither too fast nor too slow. Probably because it is not too fast, its breathing is extremely weak, and if it is not very close, it may not be noticeable at all.

Silent steps, silent breathing, this is a good horse that has mastered diving, as magical as its mythical appearance. It was only in the next moment that the knight on his seat silently pulled the reins in his hand, stopping it from advancing.

The eight-legged steed stopped silently, and the master on the seat silently looked at the figure in front of them.

I watched the young man standing in the middle of the railway, with his eyes closed as if he was recuperating, just blocking their path. A large chopping knife that was almost his height was placed on his side, and the seemingly ordinary blade of the knife reflected the light in the tunnel, exuding bursts of coldness.

The tall knight and the eight-legged horse that sat down stopped all their movements, like a heroic but lifeless statue, and quietly looked at the young man in front of him as if he was asleep.

Exhaled, Ronald slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the empty tunnel in front of him, he said softly: "Separate a bunch of Deadpool to send to death, attract a group of people, and then sneak to the enemy's lair yourself." Your familiarity with the principles of the Nibelungen makes me even more curious, who are you I knowing? ”

There was no reply, only the faint sound of artillery fire in the distance in the empty tunnel, and nothing else, as if Ronald was talking to himself.

But he didn't care, casually glanced at the camera hanging on the wall on the side of the tunnel, he continued: "Since there is a way to control these monitors from the inside, it is not too difficult to control these monitors from the outside, and see the situation inside through these. ”

Then Ronald turned around, continued to look at the empty tunnel in front of him, and said, "Use these surveillances to find out the situation inside in advance, so as to lay out the means." I have to say, you did manage to separate our people. ”

He added: "And, whether it's modern technology or the principles of the Nibelungen's composition, you seem to understand these things far beyond those hybrids. It makes me a little curious, your hidden identity among humans. ”

There was still no movement in the tunnel in front of him, but he still didn't care.

"In the same way, this kind of ability is incomprehensible to some dragons who are too low-class." Ronald buttoned his nails as if he had nothing to do, and said nonchalantly, "But dare to hit the big guy inside, you are obviously not such a low-level guy." ”

Ronald stopped talking, and without his voice, the already quiet tunnel became quieter. In the silent air, the lights on both sides of the tunnel flickered intermittently as if they were in poor contact.

Between the flickering lights, darkness and light alternate in the tunnel. And between the breath and breath of this darkness, the knight riding a strange tall horse appeared silently in the tunnel in front of him.

He wields a simple spear that looks like a withered branch, and under a wide blue cloak is a classical-style armor. The silver mask with only one eye exposed reveals his identity, the one-eyed eye of the Aesirs - Odin.

"Oh...... It's quite bluffing to look at like this. Ronald raised an eyebrow, of course, knowing a little about his new boss, and understanding that some of his former brothers called themselves Ronald really didn't believe that this guy in front of him was really a "god".

“…… You are not a member of Jörmungard, who are you? The surrounding electrical appliances suddenly exploded, and an incomparably bright thunder light swam around the knight, and the knight's majestic voice was full of doubts.

"She's not qualified to make me a subordinate." Ronald, who made a dissatisfied voice, looked down at his ordinary outfit that might not attract much attention when thrown on the street, "Huh? There's no way anyone will recognize me like this, but do I really look like a sidekick? ”

"Besides, I think I asked you this question in the first place...... But that's not the point anymore. He lowered his head to grasp the fury in his hand, and when he looked up again, the lava gold flowing in his eyes.

The eight-legged horse unconsciously stepped on the spot, as if facing some terrifying existence, and the one-eyed knight also exuded a fierce light, as if encountering a strong enemy.

The blazing breath spread from Ronald's body in all directions, and the icy railroad quickly turned red, and the intense heat instantly ignited the cinders scattered on the ground in the tunnel. In the scorching hell, the crimson armor gradually took shape on his body.

The armor cooled and turned hard black, and the lava in Ronald's eyes was like substance. His short and medium-length hair grew rapidly, and took off with the heat, giving him a hint of madness.

"I've got to correct something first, though it doesn't seem to matter if you know it or not." The slashing knife that leaned forward, and the Seven Deadly Sins Rage erupted with astonishing momentum. Complex patterns emerge on the blade, and the blade, which was originally more than a meter long, becomes longer. The alchemy realm emanating from it made the eight-legged horse bow its head in horror and retreat.

"Although I look like a lancer wielding a spear,......" Ronald said something the other didn't understand, as they looked at each other, "but actually, my rank is Saber's." It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you know it. ”

"Okay, then let me unmask you and see who is down there."

……

Thunder and torrential rain descended on the underworld, and several giant pillars like optimus towered above the sea. Searchlights-like golden pillars of light converged, and in the midst of the pillars of light were red warriors who were somewhat small compared to the giant pillars.

Chu Zihang, who seemed to have nowhere to retreat, raised his head and looked at the writhing huge snake bodies in front of him through his visor: "Is this your body?" Dragon King Jörmungad! ”

"Haven't you seen my body? That's the little poor girl. The dragon king's voice came from all directions with a chuckle, and just ordinary conversations concealed a mental attack that even half-bloods could not bear.

Automatically shielded the spiritual attack in the language, the eyes under the mask glanced elsewhere, and Chu Zihang said silently: "So, even if there is no previous thing, will you kill those ethnic groups and fill them in as materials?" ”

"At this time, I actually ask this, is this the sensibility of you human beings who often drag their feet? Originally, when I saw you using the path of the gods, I thought your thinking would be similar to ours. One of the great pillars in front of him descended, and the huge head of the snake lay on the surface of the sea, its golden eyes still staring directly at him, at the same eye level as him.

Without any extra movements, the head of the giant snake that was looking directly at him shook slightly, as if nodding: "Hmm...... It looks a bit like that. ”

"Like what?" Chu Zihang asked, and she didn't know what she could see through the mask.

"Like them, those dragon servants you think are not worth it, but you killed them yourself." "It seems to me that they are a little more like humans than dragons, like you...... Or rather, they have a sensibility that dragons don't need. ”

"Because of this sensibility, they are not as obsessed with the struggle of their own kind and humans as other dragons. Instead, they approached me and hoped I would provide them with shelter. "To be honest, I didn't want to give them shelter at first, and I even wanted to kill them as you said, because cowardly dragons will only become food for other dragons to become stronger." Just ......"

At this, Jörmungård was silent for a moment.

"Just what?" Chu Zihang asked.

She continued: "...... But they built this palace and said they wanted to dedicate it to me. ”

The familiar feeling of weightlessness came again, and the ruins where Chu Zihang had landed began to levitate from the sea again.

Jörmungård looked at the original gorgeous palace now, and there seemed to be a little emotional fluctuation in his voice: "I like beautiful things, and beautiful palaces are naturally among them." Even though this palace has the style of human civilization that I hate, I still like this one very much. ”

On the floating ruins, Chu Zihang stabilized himself: "So you promised to provide them with shelter." ”

"Yes." The serpent's head nodded again, "The beautiful castle will decay if left unchecked, and even within the Nibelungen where it is stationed at this time, it will be covered by dust, so it needs to be guarded." Of course I can't do it myself, and those brainless Deadpools can't do this, so I'm going to have to take them in. ”

A picture came to Chu Zihang's mind, the beautiful dragon king sitting high above the equally beautiful crystal throne, watching the dragon attendants who had turned into human form holding tools in their hands, entering and leaving the gorgeous palace to keep their brilliance and dazzling appearance. The similar attitude of the servants to humans made her very curious for a while...... Or disgust.

Then he said, "...... But you abandoned them anyway. ”

The serpent's head lifted slightly, and Jörmungård sneered, "Isn't it difficult for you humans to be patient in one thing? Although I don't like this very much, I have to admit that I am the same. Even if it is a beautiful thing, sooner or later it will get tired of looking at it. Aside from the two guys who are more human-like than dragons, there probably won't be any other dragons willing to stop in one place and not move forward. ”

"So I started to look down on them." A thunderclap flashed in the sky, and the torrential rain seemed to get a little heavier, slightly drowning out the dragon king's voice.

Chu Zihang was silent, xenophobia is almost the common feature of all intelligent life. Imagine that, from the dragon's point of view, a dragon has avoided strife and waited quietly in a corner to live a life as isolated as a human. Such an anomaly is like a chaotic, disorderly, brutal and irrational creature around humans. In the end, such a guy either died from a group attack, or probably died from the backstab of the people around him. It's just that......

Chu Zihang's face under the armor became a little strange: "I think, maybe this is not something you can't get used to......"

He looked up at the serpent's fading head, and said something that might have angered her, "This could be ...... Eat one's heart out. ”

In the memory, his colleague told him about those small rooms full of life, and the dragon king may have been jealous of the peaceful attitude of his servants, their indisputable appearance, and the way they could live a stable life in spite of the tyrannical factor in the dragon's blood...... With such an attitude, perhaps even Chu Zihang himself would feel envious.

Thunder flashed in the sky again, and the annoying rainstorm became a little heavier. The figure of the giant snake was frozen in the air, and the huge twin children, who had no feelings, looked closely at the small human in front of them.

"Hehe......" After a long time, she suddenly laughed, "Are you talking crazy when you are dying?" You're talking about me, jealous of such cowardly guys? ”

It was as if he had heard something very funny, and all the serpents' bodies began to writhe, as if they were dancing like crazy at the first glance.

There were also maddening mental attacks hidden in this laughter, but these were useless to Chu Zihang. He raised his head and continued to look directly into the other party's relentless huge eyes: "If that's not the case, then why are you angry?" ”

What is this? Annoyed and angry? It seems that dragons and humans are actually no different. After a long silence, the serpent's head was back in the air, but its cold gaze remained on him.

"You know what?" She asked in a cold voice, "This is also an extremely ridiculous kind of story in the history of dragons, and the legendary ancient dragons are actually no different from humans. They are as powerful as we are, but they are also rational and emotional, and they can be said to be completely two species from today's dragons. ”

The dragon king's gaze was still cold, but there was a strange feeling in the language: "And the human beings at that time were like those described in various fairy tales. They help each other, dodging from the big beasts and caring for the old and the young. ”

Chu Zihang raised his head, and the torrential rain and thunder stopped at some point. Fluorescence shone down from the sky, illuminating the lonely figure sitting on the edge of the serpent's head, quietly watching him.

"You say...... What is it that makes us what we are today? Natsumi asked, and the glowing light illuminated her side face. The sensibility that she has always looked down upon appears on her face, which is no different from that of a human.