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On the stone tower high above the sky, the bored sister watched the cheap brother gnaw on the alchemy utensils, and shook her head helplessly, "The dragon was born and is also a child." ”

The more children they are, the more they must educate them to be "useful" children, and the sister of the King of the Sky and the Wind, Widvernier, the giant eagle at the top of the World Tree, firmly believes in this idea.

Especially for such mentally incomplete children, it is easier to shape ...... She picked up the young dragon with her claws and buried him in a pile of alchemy utensils that she used on a daily basis, and the young dragon was suddenly changed to a different environment, and then the lack stopped demolishing the house.

"Alright, let's study the useful things," Widvernir used the spirit of words to sweep the debris and dust off the alchemy utensils, picking and choosing, and moving out the many branches of the World Tree.

I don't know what the intention is, even if the sky and wind are redefined by the Black King, they are still low-key and nameless, and they don't have deep friendships with other dragon kings, and there are only a handful of dragon kings that both kings have seen.

The Black King, the White King, the King of Bronze and Fire. The elder sister carefully studied the precious materials in front of her, she didn't want her brother to have too much contact with the followers of the Black King, and if she encountered a calamity, she would be able to save her life with a face and aura that no one knew.

As for herself, she believes she doesn't need such protection, she can do it to be the winner.

The study of alchemy in the present is the key to laying the foundation for the future.

She saw her brother pick out the longest branch, and an inspiration flashed that she could build a powerful weapon without the power of bronze and fire.

The sprouts of the thriving World Tree, the refined "dead" precious metals, and the flames and pressures controlled by the wind, forged by the cheap brother doing the work of a thrashing toolman, a spear that has yet to know what effect it has.

The elder sister gilded the spear with gold, carved an alchemy spell on it, sealed the living spirit in it, and the spear roared, and the gray silk thread swam into the sky, connecting a giant in the sky and a hybrid of birds and beasts.

The spear slowly shot into the air, and the birds and beasts could not dodge the spear that was not fast, and when it was stabbed, it immediately turned into decay, and the roaring spear continued to bring death.

Satisfied, my sister withdrew her spear, looked at the remaining materials, and concocted many spears of medium and lower textures in the same way, creating a mask that could enhance her strength.

She pressed her brother to the edge of the stone tower, and dragged out an unconscious Deadpool from the pile of "clutter", and Deadpool's body was also carved into a matrix with mercury thread, so that his master could command it smoothly.

My sister tried to put the mask on Deadpool, and as the mask fitted to Deadpool's face, his body grew in size, and his body became majestic and powerful, and the golden light could almost overflow through the cracks in the mask.

The younger brother stupidly put the armor in his mouth on Deadpool, and all of a sudden, Deadpool, who was originally hideous and terrifying, turned into a mighty and domineering person, or rather, a god of men.

Deadpool was acting on alchemy's orders, clad in armor, speaking lines made up in dragon language, wielding one of Kungunir's derivatives, and Widfurnir nodded in satisfaction.

And the cheap brother who had a lot of fun on the side, happily sumo with Deadpool, didn't notice that the original spear Kungunir and the golden mask were taken away by his sister, leaving a room full of replicas for him to play with.

Constantine in the Bronze Palace often encounters a young dragon who can't speak at his own house, he has difficulty moving, and the young dragon always takes advantage of Norton's absence, touching here and there in the bronze palace to take a look, sometimes following flexible movements, taking Constantin's things, and making a mess of the master and the palace every time he leaves.

After the same young Konstantin was wronged, he inevitably missed his cheap brother who came to make trouble, and hoped that he would come more often, although every time he was about to leave, he angrily yelled at him not to come again.

The life of the cheap brother is very simple, he listens to his sister, tries not to go anywhere, no one knows him, but he doesn't know all the decisions his sister makes for him.

One day, Widvernir took his brother and Kungunir, who was in a box, to the throne, which was all forged in silver.

The younger brother looked intently at the blood stain in front of the silver throne, thinking about what it was, and looking up, the throne was empty, but the elder sister was communicating earnestly as if asking and answering.

Finally, there was a chanting spell in his ears, this seemingly soft spell concealed a sense of oppression, and the younger brother saw his sister bent down and her head, although he didn't feel anything, he also painted the scoop of the gourd.

My sister's life is quite complicated.

She trained two crows and watched her brother while she secretly came to the place where the half-breeds lived, escorted by the gatekeepers of the sky and the wind.

She turned into a disabled girl who was blind in one eye, and lived with half-breed people every day, learning people's thoughts and actions, imitating and understanding their emotions, and slowly looking for strong people in one circle after another.

One day, she found an excellent half-blood, a non-dangerous half-breed that humans had screened out layer by layer, Noah.

Noah represents the common interests of a large group of half-breeds, and can be regarded as the leader of the early risers, although he has a miserable life under the rule of the Black King, he has long since broken away from the lower class because of the mixing of bloodlines, and has become the representative of the half-breeds at that time.

Noah saw the half-crippled girl for the first time, and it was difficult to understand her behavior, and he looked down on ordinary people to some extent, but the girl seemed to have arranged it, bringing miracles and bringing Noah an artifact that could safely enhance his own bloodline, which was "dragon's blood".

The girl floated in the air, the half-bloods on the ground with greed in their eyes, looking up as the girl poured the charred and sticky dragon's blood into the mouth of a volunteer, and the man, after a brief twitch and struggle, tore through his original shell and evolved into a new hybrid with sharp claws.

The girl tells Noah that Ragnarok is coming, and that the main god Odin will wield his sword against the black King of Despair......

Noah watched the girl disappear, and the man who volunteered to be baptized suddenly rose in status, and Noah understood that many people, even those who were already half-bloods, were still greedy for the power and power of the dragon clan.

"Destroy the black dragon, and you can usher in a new world, a new world that belongs to us!"

A spark planted a spark when ignorance was not yet fully civilized.

And the equally mysterious White King, at a certain ceremony, openly betrayed his sacrificial duty, put on a long-prepared rebel, and argued with the Black King.

Listening to his sister's words, his younger brother who was quietly hiding in the stone tower, remembering his sister's wishes, allowed himself to be impaled by his best friend Konstantin, burned his wings, and nailed to the top of the stone tower, only remembering that his sister hoped that he would cover her desperately.

"My sister picked you up and raised you......"

These seem to be human ethics, but the simple younger brother just obeys.

He was not completely dead, even if his body was mutilated, his natural power allowed him to "see" the course of the development of the world, he saw that the White King was shattered, burned his corpses, and poured into the waves, while the Black King was in pain, ascending to heaven and earth, quite tragic.

After the rebellion was put down, the King of the Sky and the Wind was nailed to the Nibelungen, and the other was said to have been burned in flames.

In the midst of rare turmoil, the world of the dragons ushered in a semblance of peace.

After playing a catalytic role, Widfurnir changed countless identities, showing miracles and pretending to be a messenger of "gods", making the half-breeds believe in the divine power of the sky and wind, transforming more half-breeds, and acting as a troubadour, casting bronze objects, carving the earliest myths, and preaching among humans.

Eventually, one day, when the Black King tried to spread his wings and take off as usual, tens of thousands of people used their strength and bloodline, and with their enthusiasm for the new world without dragons, crushed the Black King's wings, making it impossible for him to take off, and commanded the Dragon Kings.

People sacrificed countless people, and finally nailed through the backbone of the Black King, blood gushed out like a fountain, turning into a sky full of red rain, when the Black King gradually lost his life, the land that was originally full of despair and death, under the rain of blood, changed into new vitality.

People, half-breeds cheered, charging even harder.

At the same time as the Black King roared, some of the magnificent civilizations belonging to the dragon clan were shattered into powder, some fell into the ocean, and some closed the "door" and disappeared into another dimension.

There are no twin brothers in the bronze palace, the realm of sea and water is only the frozen sea, and the throne of the earth and mountains is nowhere to be found.

The Black King died on the huge iceberg, and the blood was left behind in the meltwater of the ice and snow, and the people rejoiced in the day of freedom.

The strange girl who brought the miracle, looking at the flesh and blood belonging to Nidhogg, some of whom had been taken away and protected by the dragon kings, just silently watched the huge wings hanging from the ridge of the iceberg, sweeping away the "legacy" of the ruins of civilization that the Black King did not destroy.

She searched for the ruins that had not yet been closed, or had been closed, and had sunk to the bottom of the sea, sealing the dragon bones of the dead dragon kings into various coffins.

Since then, except for the dragons who have survived here, there is no dragon who has escaped from refuge like other dragon kings, and she is the king of the Nibelungen.

The forbidden space is inhabited by the precious heritage of the dead, inhabited by ghostly Deadpools, and dazzling gods, or, rather, masked and twigs of the World Tree, alchemical marionettes—

"Odin".

The result of the victory of blasphemy was a distorted and false worship that created a non-existent "god."