"Mommy......" Caesar wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he had sprinkled in the arms of someone with the same face as the woman countless times in the past, and then fell asleep peacefully.

But the man in front of him was not the poor woman who was buried by his own hands, but the dragon king who played with their fate, claiming to be their creator, and treating them all as playthings in the palm of his hand.

The other person who had previously controlled Frost's body was completely silent during the time he was unconscious. In the entire sea area, there was only him for a while, and the two living creatures of the dragon king that were hatching, as for Frost......

Caesar raised his head and looked at Frost, who had become extremely hateful with an expression of no sorrow or joy, but Frost, who had lost a breath, sighed softly after a long time, not knowing whether to laugh or mourn. Frost, who has wanted to get rid of the shadow of Behemoth all his life, swayed between the two dragon kings, and all kinds of tricks were exhausted, but he couldn't escape the end of being used all the time. In the end, he became the carrier of the former's incubation and became the cradle of her new life, such an ending is really ridiculous enough for him.

As if sensing someone approaching, Behemoth's eyelids moved slightly, as if they were hatching. She seems to have given up her original body, and she also gave up plundering Caesar's body, and became the Niold she had always thought about. At this moment, she is using the dead dragon kings as nourishment to give birth to a new dragon body again.

Bowing his head and examining the Hidden Blade in his hand, Caesar's eyes lit up with an unusually faint, but unusually firm golden light. Forcibly awakening the bloodline in his current physical condition is no different from dancing on the tip of a knife, and the tyranny of the dragon's blood will take advantage of the void and dominate his spirit, taking a step closer to Deadpool. However, he had already used something more dangerous like the ancient dragon serum, and he didn't care if anything got out of control.

The broken blade seemed to feel his will, and the same faint but determined alchemy realm was generated on the blade. To be honest, the set of alchemy equipment that Pompeii prepared for him was very good, but unfortunately, he was facing an extremely unreasonable target like the Dragon King, and the creations that humans had stolen were so vulnerable in front of them.

Naturally, it was impossible to hide such a movement from Behemoth, who was sensitive to the elements, and the dragon king in the hatch opened his eyes, and his bright eyes reflected Caesar's figure.

It's just that, unlike Caesar expected, there is no resentment in her eyes about the destruction of the plan that prepared for the millennium, nor the resentment of stepping into the trap of other dragon kings. She looked at Caesar quietly and smiled suddenly.

"My little Caesar, I've finally grown up......," she chuckled, looking into Caesar's eyes, tears gradually pooling up.

Familiar faces, familiar smiles, familiar voices...... Caesar's tears that had just been wiped away could not help but flow out again. The man who didn't know if it was Behemoth or his mother still chuckled at him, and the love in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Mom......" He pinched himself hard when he was about to scream.

The pain brought him back to his senses, and it also made him extremely sober, and he roared with tears: "Enough! How long will you use this trick again! ”

Behemoth...... Or rather, Clarissa continued to chuckle as if she had seen her own child in the midst of her rebellion. With an unbearable gaze, Caesar swung his Hidden Blade and slammed it against the outer wall of the "egg".

"You can't fool me by your tricks, my mother is dead, buried by my own hands!" After the grief subsided, anger flooded his brain.

Feeling the wrath of his master, a strong light erupted from the broken Hidden Blade. The outer wall of the "egg" gradually broke, and the blade of the Hidden Blade was inserted into the egg, pressing against the woman's slender white neck...... And then, as before, there was no way to move forward a single bit.

The red color gradually blocked Caesar's vision, and he lowered his head to look at the abdomen that had been impaled by his claws.

"Caesar, Caesar, my child, my rebellious child......" The woman's face showed a sad look, as if tears were spilling from the corners of her eyes.

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"That's what happens to rebels." Clarissa...... No, it was Behemoth's beautiful face that became distorted.

These were the last words Caesar heard as he fell into the abyss, and his blade still didn't kill the dragon king in the end.

During the fall, he vaguely saw that there was a faint blue light attached to his body, and along with it, there was also a very familiar tenderness that was unwilling to wake up.

……

The long-lost light sprinkled on the bottomless seabed, bringing a touch of warmth to this deep, quiet and cold seabed. On the huge bone dragon, someone raised his head and looked at the unusually conspicuous spot of light on the sea above. It was like a door, a light shining above the sea, as if it was guiding the way for the lost.

"That's ...... Outlet? The light shone on the dragon's back, bringing long-lost warmth to the people above, and Susie stood up on the bone dragon's body and looked up.

Through that spot of light, it seems that you can see a rough sea. The storm and the waves swept together, the wind and rain carried the thunder and lightning, and there was only one lighthouse in the sea that could break at any moment, and it was struggling to support it, guiding the way for those who were lost in the sea.

Even in such a desperate situation, there are still people who recognize that it is the world of civilization, and after drifting in the Nibelungen far from the world for an unknown time, they finally see the lights of civilization again...... But the light seemed to be in danger.

"Something isn't right." Zero looked up and said softly, her little face expressionless, but she could also feel a trace of solemnity.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a huge roar to be heard through the sea. At the same time, the light above the sea became more and more abundant, and it seemed that something was about to enter the place through that spot.

Zero lowered his body and whispered a few words in the bone dragon's ear. The bone dragon, as if it had understood, let out a long howl, carrying the people on its body, plunged headlong into the deeper and colder sea. As if fleeing from the light, the figure of the bone dragon gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a little light like ghostfire in the faint darkness.

The light of the sea grew brighter and brighter, and then, like the judgment of the gods, the fiery red sword fell with light and heat into the long-sealed Nibelungen.

The pitch-black sea water was lit up, the extreme light and fire exploded in the sea water, the cold sea water seemed to be cracked by a giant sword, the cold stagnant water was stirred by a powerful external force, and the turbulent water filled this sea area like crazy, wanting to tear all the creatures wandering in this sea to pieces.

Before the turbulent sea water fell silent again, the blazing light spots appeared on the sea surface again, and in the sea outside, in the sky where the wind and rain were howling, several crimson swords were falling in the distance.

……

The indiscriminate attacks halted the ongoing fighting on the battlefield. The goddess of death, who was half of her body decaying, shook her tail that was broken by the crimson giant sword just now, and was regenerating at the moment.

"It's very ungentlemanly to disturb others." Through the link of magic, they knew what was happening on the surface of the sea outside, and naturally they also saw the guy who was hiding behind everyone and had not come out to pick up the leak until now.

She looked at Bahamut again, different from the divine appearance that was glowing just now, at this moment he had traces of burning flames, and the smell of death continued to overflow from his body.

As the battlefield of the dragon king's battle, this sea area has changed beyond recognition. The smoke was smoky, the shattered seabed was covered with lava flowing, and the smell of shattered death overflowed from the vast black fissures. All around them, the sea water evaporated almost completely, bounded by Bahamut, and the sea water and the annihilated land of death were perfectly separated, and the three gigantic beings were each far away from each other in their own realm.

No, counting the man who was wreaking havoc in the sky outside the Nibelungen at this moment, the Mediterranean Sea at this moment actually gathered four dragon kings.

"How long has it been since we've been together?" Hela asked.

Surter shook his head: "It's been too long, I've forgotten it." ”

Bahamut did not answer, the sea is his home field, using the sea as a weapon and shield, even if he looks miserable, but he still remains undefeated under the attack of the two fully body dragon kings.

The roar from the sea continued, as if recognizing this battlefield, and the crimson sword kept smashing into this battlefield with light and heat. The cracked earth collapsed completely, the condensed sea water was scattered, and the burning bronze was destroyed. The fourth of them, who was not present, intervened in their battlefield in such an all-ending manner.

In the roaring water, Bahamut's figure gradually disappeared into the sea. He had no intention of continuing to fight, and he stayed here just to drag down these brothers and sisters who had cheated to death.

Without chasing, Surtr raised his head, and in the light spots in the sky, a huge presence slowly poked its head out above the distant dark clouds. It was impossible for the fighting to continue, because there were people who wanted to destroy the Nibelungen along with them.

……

Sirens sounded in the central control room of Kassel, but no one cared about it, staring at the screen of the main computer in amazement. On it, there's a picture from ESA's space satellite.

Directly above the Mediterranean Sea, a uniquely shaped satellite is constantly dropping iron rods glowing with alchemical matrix light towards the earth. The iron rods pierced through the atmosphere, turning into crimson swords and sinking into the storm-covered Mediterranean. No one knows how it has so many "bullets", as if it were inexhaustible, but the commissioners in Kassel know that they are in big trouble.

"NASA has also observed the loss of control of the Sword of Damocles, and they have reported the results of their observations to the White House, which and the Pentagon consider this to be a provocation by hostile forces against NATO, and the Atlantic Sixth Fleet in Naples has already sailed to the Tyrrhenian Sea!"

"Aecheri Palace is already considering using a nuclear bomb to destroy the out-of-control sword of Damocles, and they are already deliberating in parliament on how to send a nuclear bomb to it!"

"Italy has once again declared a state of emergency, and their land, sea and air forces have gathered on the shores of Tyrrhenian to join the U.S. fleet......"

All kinds of noisy voices filled the entire central control room, and everyone frowned loudly to report the news they had just received, such a picture seemed to appear twice, and each time it appeared, it would be accompanied by the awakening of the Dragon King, the change of the world pattern, and so on.

"Haven't reached the principal yet? We need to know what's really going on in the fog? The patriarch asked loudly.

"No, it's not just us, it's the whole world that wants to know what's going on in the Mediterranean." The commissioner with the wiring replied, "There are already many people who suspect that this is a prelude to an alien invasion!" ”

"Find a way to stop those armies from entering the storm, once the secrets of the dragon clan are exposed to ordinary people, it will be troublesome! And that's not a force they can stop. ”

"Damn! Is there no way to stop the out-of-control sword of Damocles? Continue to let him get out of control, without the invasion of the dragons, those suspicious countries will themselves be in chaos first, and the world will be a mess! One of the patriarchs said, "Satellite impact!" Mobilize other satellites to knock it down! ”

"I've already tried!" One of the commissioners replied, "But the sword of Damocles seems to have wisdom, it spotted our satellite as soon as it approached, and then turned its gun and knocked our satellite down!" ”

"Living spirits, living spirits, the enemy has engraved the living spirit on the sword of Damocles!" One of the patriarchs said in horror, "He transformed the sword of Damocles into a self-discipline weapon, and when we were not yet developing the sea of stars, he aimed a self-discipline cannon at us!" ”

"The shelling has stopped!" Suddenly, someone shouted.

Everyone looked at the screen, and on the screen of the main computer, the rampant weapon in the dark night sky stopped at some point, floating quietly in a vacuum, as if waiting for something. The central control room was suddenly silent, and everyone was looking at each other, wondering what was happening.

"It's ...... It's over? In the silence, someone asked. Then, as if in response to him, the silent satellite suddenly moved.

Countless mechanical hands stretched out from the sword of Damocles, quickly swinging around the universe, as if grasping something. Then the people in the control room saw clearly that it was countless space junk floating in the sea of stars. The Sword of Damocles collects this space junk, and after simple processing, it is loaded on his own body, transforming his own fuselage.

At the same time, the people in the central control room also understood where its seemingly innumerable "ammunition" came from. It transforms the garbage left in space into giant metal rods, engraves the alchemy matrix, and throws them back to Earth, raining the crimson sword of Damocles for the humans who pollute the sea of stars.

“…… What is it doing? "But even if you understand how it replenishes its ammunition, there are still people who wonder how it behaves.

The Sword of Damocles did not throw the modified space junk on Earth again, but loaded it on its own body, even if the space junk interfered with its own operation. Gradually, a huge metal artifact that is larger than the International Space Station and much more massive than the former is forming in low-Earth orbit.

The entire central control room was silent, and someone was already vaguely aware of what the Sword of Demoncles was going to do.

In the silence, Director Akadulla's voice sounded faintly: "Have you heard of the British War? Of course, not the real one. ”