The heavy gate was pushed open, and the breath of recklessness swept like a torrent.

Primitive, mysterious.

In front of you, you will see an endless black sea.

The waves crashed on the shore and rolled up a thousand waves.

The Gate of Hull is like a barrier door.

Inside the door, the sea undulates.

Outside the door, there was silence.

Xia Mi looked up at this majestic painting, and the sound of the waves echoed in the painting.

Garm's closed pupils reopened, and he looked back at the petite figure, his pupils vibrating.

"Jörmungad!" It couldn't help but call Natsumi's real name loudly, and the voice contained suppressed anger and roar, and the open and closed pupils flickered with hideousness.

It seems that the next moment he can't help but tear Natsumi apart.

The aura that emanates from the Hellhounds makes Nights and the others tremble.

"Isn't this a gift for me?"

"As you wished, now I'm here." Natsumi didn't look back, just calmly looked at the undulating sea inside the Gate of Hull, and said calmly.

"But you didn't devour Fenrir's soul, only one of you devoured the other to be eligible to enter this door!" "Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the power that comes with this gift!" Garm said. ”

"Whether you can bear it or not is my problem, not yours." After Xia Mi finished speaking, he stepped into the gate of Hull.

Looking at Natsumi who appeared above the sea, Garm's hideous pupils closed slightly, and the two heads spewed out a scorching breath.

Finally, Garm said slowly, "Well, since the Gate of Hull has been opened, take your army and ascend to your throne!" ”

Bang!

As Galm's words fell, the sea at Natsumi's feet roared like a giant beast.

The waves swirled, huge shadows rose from the bottom of the sea, and the pitch-black behemoth parted the waves and floated above the rough sea.

It's a pitch-black ship!

The material used to create it is like the nail of a giant who has been dead for an unknown number of years, rigid and meticulous.

The black flag on the ship hunts as if it were welcoming its owner.

"This sea was once the Nine Springs of the River Styx, and then the Nine Springs of the River Styx came together to form this Sea of Death." "This sea of death is the destination of the dead. ”

"Beyond this sea, on the other side of the sea, is where you want to go."

"There's your throne."

"Take your army, ascend to your throne, and then, lead the undead army, raise the battle flag, and let the world welcome your return, Jörmungad!"

"You are the king, the king of the times of abandonment."

"Let this newborn world recall the glory that belonged to the dragon clan in the past!"

At the voice of Garm's vision, Night led its army of Deadpools into the Gates of Hel and landed atop the Ship of Death.

Natsumi stood on the bow of the ship, the hem of her skirt stirring like a butterfly's wings in the sea breeze.

Behind her, Night stood like a samurai, and the black-pressed army of Deadpools fell silent at this moment.

At this moment, the tiredness in Xia Mi's eyes seemed to become clear.

Her already tired heart rekindled the fire that had long been extinguished.

The loneliness of the past seems to be worth it at this moment.

The wildfire of power re-grows in her heart.

Dragons are creatures that have always had an innate desire for power and power.

"Forward!"

Natsumi spoke, a majestic voice fell, and the ship of death marched forward in the rolling waves with the king's orders.

The dark sea rolls up hundreds of waves.

Then the waves were parted again, and the massive black ship moved smoothly through the parting waves.

At this moment, in this sea of death, the petite figure standing on the bow of the ship is the master of the sea.

The sea has calmed down.

It's just shrouded in fog.

At a certain moment, the fog was lifted by the sea breeze, revealing the pitch-black giant ship of Hangxin in the fog.

Banner hunting, soldiers lined up neatly.

"It's an island." Night stood behind Natsumi and said as he looked at the island that appeared in front of him.

When he saw that island, he knew that that island was God's destination.

Because on that island, a magnificent palace was erected.

The terrifying elemental stream hovers over the magnificent palace, and it is terrifying.

It was as if in the depths of that palace was hiding the most terrible beasts.

The ship of death docked, and the neat and majestic army set foot on this mysterious island, and also set foot on the center of power in this sea.

The gilt-encrusted skirt brought out the divine light in the dark night, and Natsumi stepped into the depths of the palace.

This kind of island also seems to sense Natsumi's arrival, and the elemental flow that hovers over the entire island begins to become disordered and active.

The palace is deep and empty.

The palace also does not have a dome, and you can look up at the dark sky.

Dure, depressing, and majestic.

In the deepest part of the palace, Natsumi stopped and looked up.

At the end of the palace, a tall black rose throne was poured.

This is the throne that Nidhogg built for Hela in the distant past.

The black-pressed army was lined up in two rows behind Xia Mi, standing on both sides of the palace.

Natsumi took a deep breath, and her calm heart became surging.

The failure in the World Tree cast a shadow over her heart.

She has too many unknowns.

On the road of power and power, the more you come to the end, the more you don't know.

However, looking at the throne in front of her, she still took a decisive step towards the throne.

No matter how many times she chooses, she chooses it that way.

Swish!

When Xia Mi took the first step, the bright gold suddenly lit up in the sky, and then fell like a meteor!

Laugh at!

With a brilliant tail of flames, the meteor pierced a Deadpool standing on either side, nailing it to the ground of the palace.

Foul-smelling bodily fluids spill through Deadpool's fallen body.

At this time, Night saw that it was a gilded spear that nailed Deadpool to death.

The spear, as it pierced Deadpool's body, shattered the internal organs inside Deadpool's body.

"Jörmungadr, join us before this Rose Throne, and you are the king of this kingdom."

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in the sky.

Circles of ripples spread across the dark night sky, and a tall horse in iron armor appeared in front of the throne with muffled thunder.

On top of the giant horse, the tall blonde man had a majestic face, and the iron armor on his body exuded a cold aura.

He held a spear and his gaze swept over Deadpool.

Before his gaze fell on these Deadpools, these Deadpools, without exception, all hung their heads.

Just like when they saw Natsumi's picture.

Or, this man, more like a king than Natsumi, more like a god!

This is a mighty king.

It's an extremely terrifying primordial species.

Stronger than many of the first generations that Natsumi had ever seen!

His gaze finally fell on Xia Mi's body, and under the bright golden eyes, there was extreme majesty.

This is the king's scrutiny of the king.

It's just that there is a slight contempt and disappointment in this scrutiny.

"You're too weak." There was affirmation in his voice.

As soon as his voice fell, Night had already pulled out the spear that had nailed Deadpool and flew towards the tall giant horse.

The membrane wings stretch out, and the air vibrates.

Night grabbed the spear in his hand and stabbed at the man on horseback.

From the moment it followed behind Natsumi, it was determined to clear the way for its gods.

In the face of Night's attack, the man's stern gaze fell on Night's body.

His gaze was so bland, so indifferent, like looking at an ant.

Rumble!

So, when the man's gaze fell, he also felt that his body, at this moment, was increasing in mass hundreds or thousands of times!

The spatial gravity around it seemed to have increased hundreds of times at this moment!

The terrifying gravity acted on its body, like a mountain directly pressing down, suppressing it directly from the air and pressing it down to the ground.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

Night's body fell directly from the air, smashing a huge concave shape on the ground, and the ground sank a foot!

Even the bones in its body turned into sharp spears that pierced its body at this moment.

This terrifying spirit is even more terrible than the king's power!

"Jörmungad, are you so weak?"

"The former king needs such a weak subordinate!"

"The pride of the dragons is lost in you."

As soon as the man lifted the reins, the huge horse stood tall, and the fiery lightning came out from the raised iron hooves, and then trampled down towards the night that lay on the ground like an ant!

Natsumi doesn't really care about the night.

She hadn't even said a word to the Deadpool who had been following her.

But this doesn't mean that the other party can use this Deadpool to humiliate her.

The petite figure still brought out a thin line in the air.

Natsumi's body jumped out.

Her speed was so fast that when the tall war horse raised its iron hooves, it had already landed a punch at the man.

Before her attack fell on the man, a terrifying arc burst out between her and the man.

The arcs were as dense as thunder, spreading all around.

The thunder exploded, and the terrifying sound wave swept through, and the powerful impact force lifted Xia Mi away.

The tall warhorse was shaken back a few steps by the impact.

Xia Mi twisted in the air and landed with a graceful arc, and at the same time lit up her golden eyes, looked at the man, and her expression became solemn, "From Valhalla?" ”

This first breed is Odin's man!

"The King of the Gods awaits your return, the gates of Valhalla have been opened for you, and Jörmungari, you have no choice but to offer your allegance to Valhalla."

"This was a gift from Nidhogg, and a place where the eyes of the king of the gods fell!"

The tall war horse stepped down, and countless brown scales emerged from the flesh and blood of the war horse.

In an instant, the horse turned into a terrifying subspecies of dragons.

Xia Mi's brow sank, and the huge cyan membrane wings spread out behind her, rolling up a terrifying air current.

Patches of dragon scales quickly covered her body.

As the membranous wings stirred, the air tore apart and the screams were incessant.

The slightly recurved joints raised Xia Mi's explosive power to the limit, allowing her to come to the dragon war horse in an instant.

A huge shadow covered the entire tall dragon horse in an instant.

"Where did you come from, a false king, who dared to stop me from moving forward." Xia Mi's voice became particularly cold, containing an incomparably terrifying killing intent.

How many roads have been traveled to finally stand in front of this throne.

At this moment, no matter who dares to stop her from walking towards the throne, she will not hesitate to tear the other party apart with her sharp claws!

She has been chasing this moment all her life, and how can she allow others to get involved.

Beneath the hideous face covered with dragon scales was a pair of bright and cold golden pupils.

Natsumi's steely palm struck down on the huge head of the dragon horse.

In an instant, the terrifying horse's head, which seemed to be incomparably hard and covered in scales, suddenly cracked with scales, and hot blood splattered out.

The next moment, the entire tall dragon war horse was pressed to the ground by Xia Yasheng, like a collapsed high-rise building, and began to collapse and collapse.

Coming from Xia Mi's natural talent, her strength fell into the weak point of the high war horse, and instantly defeated this dragon war horse.

In an instant, the king's power passed through the vulnerable point of the dragon horse, and spread throughout its body.

Under Xia Mi's power, the bones of the dragon war horse's whole body shattered.

Immediately after, the ancient and obscure dragon text resounded through the heavens, and the high-level spirit from the King of the Earth and Mountain lineage made the shattered dragon war horse fall apart, and the gravity of this area increased hundreds or thousands of times in an instant.

Unlike Throne to increase the weight of objects in the realm.

This is a real change in gravity within the realm!

With a single blow, Xia Mi tore the opponent's war horse apart with a terrifying force.

At the same time, behind Xia Mi, the cyan membrane wings vibrated and rolled up countless wind blades.

The blade of the wind spreads out, filling every nook and cranny and plowing every inch of space within the field.

The sound of slaughter was lingering, and the torn war horses were crushed into a blood mist.

And the man on the horse was also covered in bruises under the dense wind blade.

His body was cut by the wind blade with countless wounds, and blood was gurgling, like a blood-soaked Shura.

Countless wind blades turned into tornadoes like dense fallen leaves and swept towards the man, Xia Mi's cyan membrane wings vibrate, and the whole person directly crashed into the storm of sharp blades, and the five fingers turned into sharp knives and stabbed the man's heart!

But even though he was covered in wounds and blood splattered, the man's eyes still didn't change much.

He looked up, his golden eyes shining as bright as the sun.

"Jörmungad, among the four great monarchs, you are the only king who does not live up to his name!" The man's body began to change.

The muscles of his whole body began to bulge, his limbs turned into the claws of a beast, the yellow-brown hard dragon scales formed on his surface, and under his skull, circles of manes like steel needles grew rapidly.

In an instant, a terrifying monster more than ten meters tall with a human face and a lion body was born in the storm.

"I, the heroic king of the Sumerian civilization, Gilgamesh!"

Gilgamesh roared, and with a slash of its forelimbs, the blade storm forged by Natsumi was savagely torn apart by it, and then slammed into Natsumi's body.

Xia Mi's petite body suddenly flew out upside down.

Gilgamesh's fierce golden eyes scanned the arrayed Deadpools, and a sharp roar entered these Deadpools, and the top-down orders instantly controlled these Deadpools who could not.

So, the army of Deadpool, who was supposed to follow Xia Mi, turned against at the same time at this moment, raised their blades, and surged towards the shore, black and oppressive like rising tide water hitting the shore.

Natsumi carved a long furrow on the ground and stopped.

Her breathing was a little heavy, and a hideous cut had been ripped open where Gilgamesh had hit.

From the shoulder to the side waist, the scorching blood gushed out, and then it was repaired by the dragon's own super self-healing ability.

In the face of terrifying monsters more than ten meters tall, Natsumi looks like a baby.

Natsumi didn't look at the defection, and turned his soldiers at her, and the army of Deadpools rushed towards her.

Her gaze was fixed on Gilgamesh, the human-faced sphin-like monster.

In Mesopotamian mythology, Gilgamesh is a demigod with superhuman powers.

Obviously, Gilgamesh didn't know when he had already joined Odin's Valhalla and embarked on the path to becoming a god.

So much so that he has the strength of the first generation of species.

Whether it is the mutated World Tree or the Death Country, they have already been set foot by Odin.

Gilgamesh is the eye that Odin put in the land of death.

For the sake of Hela's power!

"King, I never need your acknowledgment."

"You can't understand what the real king is!"

Xia Mi's voice became more and more cold, "Today I will let you realize that even if I am the weakest of the four great monarchs, I can't compare to a fake like you!" ”

Xia Mi's face was ancient and solemn, and the obscure and complicated dragon script sang from her mouth, echoing in this magnificent palace.

As the majestic ancient language echoed, a primitive, savage aura overflowed from Natsumi's body.

The huge membranous wings behind her were like stitched crystals, peeling off.

Her petite body began to swell.

Her frontal bones are bulging, and her temples are long, sharp.

Along with her body, it began to stretch and lengthen.

While Natsumi's body was elongated, it also began to grow larger.

All her limbs were gone, and her massive body squeezed the army of Deadpools that were being used against her, pushing them away.

But more Deadpool was crushed into a blur of flesh by her massive body.

The cyan dragon scales lined up neatly and densely on the surface of her body, and every time her body pressed against the ground, there would be bursts of golden and iron sounds.

Between the opening and closing of the dragon scales, terrifying high-temperature steam erupted from the cracks in the dragon scales, enveloping the entire magnificent palace with white high-temperature steam, so that the view was blocked.

I saw that between the hot steam surges, some terrifying behemoth was swimming, and there was a grinding sound of scales as hard as iron scraping against broken stones.

A gust of wind swept by, splitting the hot steam.

A huge,, hideous head slowly poked out of the hot steam.

Her pupils were like two rising suns, but there was no trace of warmth, but they were filled with primordial coldness.

Behind it, there is a huge body tens of meters long and constantly swimming.

It's a giant python.

No, this is beyond the scope of snakes!

In Norse mythology, it has an extremely loud name.

The snake of the atrium, the earthly python!

It is a being who has stepped into the realm of the gods!

is the true God.

One of the Eight Kings!

For the first time in so many years, Xia Mi showed his true nature.

Countless Deadpools climbed onto her massive body, swords and spears struck countless fires on her body, but they couldn't break through her defenses at all, only the undulating sound of jingo.

Natsumi's body rolled, the Deadpool on her body fell, and the surrounding Deadpool was crushed.

Then, the huge body swam towards Gilgamesh.

She looked like she was so bulky, but she was surprisingly fast.

Gilgamesh dodged Natsumi's attack with a few leaps, and then landed on Natsumi's back with a slash of his claws, bringing out a path of fire.

Against the backdrop of the firelight, you can see the cyan dragon scales shattering and splashing, and the blood is like a waterfall.

Gilgamesh tore through Natsumi's defenses.

The intense pain caused Natsumi to let out a hoarse roar, and her tail curled, wrapping around Gilgamesh's lower body, and then her body dozens of meters long quickly wrapped around Gilgamesh.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh struggled to attack Natsumi's body with his claws, and even sharp fangs grew out of his mouth, biting Natsumi, trying to tear Natsumi's body off.

But Xia Mi didn't let go of this opportunity at all.

She didn't care about the new wounds on her body that kept being bitten, but kept wrapping around Gilgamesh until she couldn't move anymore, and the muscles on Natsumi's body began to tighten, and the bloody dragon scales merged.

The sheer force of force continued to tighten the grip on the human-faced and lion-like monster, wrapping Gilgamesh closer and closer like a rope.

The sound of muscles atrophy and bones shattering came from Gilgamesh's body one after another.

"Jermungad, you deserve to die!" Gilgamesh struggled and screamed.

But everything he did was in vain.

On the contrary, the snake body wrapped around him became tighter and tighter.

An obscure dragon text emanated from Gilgamesh's mouth, and the surrounding elements began to boil.

Immediately after, countless thunderbolts were born in the void and fell on this earthly python, and the terrifying high temperature shot down, exploding countless dragon scales on the earthly python's body.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.

But Xia Mi didn't care, and her tense body continued to tighten, making Gilgamesh's body keep making the sound of bones shattering.

Chasing on the road of power and power, those who retreat die, and those who are cowardly die.

Therefore, she can't retreat, she can't be cowardly, she can only grit her teeth and persevere, even if she has her last breath left, she will die on the way to the throne to take the last step!

Crackle crackle.

The bones of Gilgamesh's whole body seemed to be crushed at this moment, and the spirit of words he released was slowly disappearing.

Just when Natsumi thought that everything was going to end, the sound of the iron hooves of war horses sounded all around.

The sound of iron hooves is everywhere.

There was a sound of iron hooves, and the armor draped on the war horse.

I saw that the space above was slightly distorted, and eight iron hooves stepped on the wind and thunder came into view.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of Xia Mi's cold eyes shrank.

This is, Odin's mount, the eight-legged Pegasus, Slebnir!

Thunder roared, like a god descending.

A being wrapped in the Shroud rode Slebnir into this world.

The presence of the shroud, wrapped all over his body, opened a gap in the center of his eyebrows.

In that gap, a cold golden pupil was exposed.

The cold gaze of the golden pupil fell on the earthly python.

It was the gaze of a god.

The wind howled.

The god stood on his throne, condensed the spear of judgment for sin, and raised it high towards the earthly python below.

So, the gods surrendered, and with the thunder surrounding, the divine punishment fell.

Laugh at!

The spear pierced through the body, and blood splattered in the air.

Trying to stop the night of divine punishment and judgment, he was nailed to death in front of Natsumi with a spear.

Its dry membranous wings could no longer stir up at this moment.

Looking at the night that was completely lifeless, Xia Mi briefly appeared for a moment.

To this day, she didn't know why the Deadpool was following her.

Even many times, she forgets that this Deadpool exists.

Her perception of the night may be that the night is taller and more ferocious than the other Deadpools, and it seems that there is no difference except for some simple thinking.

What is it obsessed with?

What's in its mind?

What was it going to do, and why would it be willing to try to stop Odin's attack?

Natsumi doesn't know anything about it, and she won't know it in the future.

Because it died in front of Xia Mi, there was no possibility of resurrection.

Night's body was like a large, withered leaf, stuck in a spear and swaying in the wind.

Looking at the dead leaf-like corpse, Xia Mi was a little angry for no reason, perhaps more unwilling, and a hoarse roar resounded in the sky.

But power never cares if you are angry or not, and it does not grow in anger.

Driven by Odin, golden chains stabbed out of the surrounding void and submerged into Natsumi's huge body.

Blood kept pouring out of Natsumi's wounds at this moment.

Even the dragon's terrifying self-healing ability would not be effective at this moment.

This golden chain, carrying a large amount of spiritual power, continued to destroy the injuries in Xia Mi's body when it pierced into Xia Mi's body.

"Jörmungandr, promotion is the sublimation of the soul, it is from the bottom up, in order to fulfill the possibility of the One, your soul has endured the devouring of the World Tree, and now it has been injured by the chains made of the branches of the World Tree, why do you think you can sit on this Rose Throne." An icy voice rang out in the air, accompanied by the sound of chains clattering and tightening.

The pain that burrowed into the flesh made the massive snake tremble and spasm.

The body that should have been tightly strangled by Gilgamesh was forcibly pulled apart by the chains, and the scorching blood poured on the golden chains, making a sizzling sound, as if encountering a red-hot soldering iron, evaporating countless steam.

It's just that this steam is blood-colored.

Odin looked at Natsumi with a cold gaze.

Blood-colored steam was steaming.

Gilgamesh was rescued, collapsed to the ground, wheezing violently.

It's just that his eyes, looking at the earthly python trapped by the golden chains, showed a bit of sarcasm and pride.

"Jermungad, this throne is mine." Gilgamesh struggled to his feet from the ground, laughed loudly, and walked toward the throne at the end of the palace.

"Power never belongs to anyone, but whoever gets it belongs to whom!"

"No matter how unwilling you are, no matter how much you desire, you will eventually stop at one step from this throne."

"You've waited countless years, and I've waited countless years."

"And whether you want it or not, you'll eventually become a member of Valhalla!"

Gilgamesh's voice echoed, and his mind became uplifted at this moment.

This was Nidhogg's gift to Natsumi, but it was also a ladder for his promotion.

Accepting the sublimation of the soul and mastering the elemental flow of this world, he will be promoted from the person of the first generation to the master of all elements!

In the blood mist, Xia Mi's strength could no longer support her huge body.

She hadn't conceived her body yet.

She is the soul who came here.

Her soul was already exhausted, and she had been devoured by the World Tree and pierced by the golden chains, and she could no longer sustain such a huge consumption.

The invincible snake of the atrium, the mythical earthly python has disappeared.

In the blood mist, Xia Mi's petite figure gradually appeared.

It's just that her body is in tatters at the moment.

The dragon scales on his body were shattered everywhere, and they were covered in blood.

A pair of tattered membranous wings were pierced by golden chains, pulling straight, as if they could break at any moment.

But she couldn't care about her injuries at all.

Even though the pain was incomparable, and it looked like she was being tortured by a sword all the time, she just watched Gilgamesh's back as she walked towards the throne.

"Stop!"

"I'll tell you to stop!"

"That's mine, that's mine!"

She roared in rage, tore at the chains that ran through her body with both hands, endured the sharp pain of the piercing, and walked towards the throne.

Looking at the throne that belonged to her, watching Gilgamesh, the despicable pseudo-king, step towards the throne, she was angry, she was unwilling.

But no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't stop Gilgamesh from walking towards the throne, a symbol of power and power.

Despair.

Despair like never before.

All of this should have belonged to her.

It's the belief that has sustained her along the way.

But at this moment, she could only watch the other party take everything that belonged to her.

There was nothing more desperate for her.

For the sake of this step, she can throw away anything.

But in the end, it was so powerless.

At this moment, Xia Mi's hair was scattered, like a madman.

She roared hoarsely, dragging her long chains and struggling steps.

Blood fell down the tattered membranous wings, down the mangled body, and dripped down the ankles into the ground, forming patches of bright red blood on the ground.

Odin sat on Slebnir and looked down at Natsumi, "You are not a worthy king, you don't even know what it takes to follow your subordinates. ”

"You don't have the determination of a king, and if you could devour Fenrir, you wouldn't have put yourself in such a situation."

Odin's words fell, and the golden chains made a sound for a moment.

The chains were tight, pulling at Xia Mi's torn body, making it difficult for her to move an inch.

The huge physical exertion, the terrible mental power, was wantonly destroying her internal organs, making Xia Mi exhausted.

She no longer had the strength to struggle, and fell to her knees.

"What makes a good king?"

Natsumi muttered.

Her pupils invaded blood, and the image in front of her turned blood-red.

As far as the eye could see, the ground was littered with the remains of Deadpool.

Night's body was nailed to the ground by spears, occasionally blown by the wind.

Maybe she's not a good king.

The chase of her life turned into a dream bubble at this moment.

Really tired, she thought.

The exhaustion and sleepiness accumulated over countless years swept over her, and she no longer had the strength to open her eyes.

Willingly?

How could he be willing?

But with the last bit of effort, it can only stop there.

Xia Mi has long thought about whether she will also fall on the road of chasing power and power.

This is the psychological answer that every lonely walker already has.

It's just that she is still unwilling, she thought.

Looking at Xia Mi's weakly drooping head, Odin's eyes were still indifferent, and the tight chains still did not have the slightest intention of being withdrawn.

Whether Jörmungård lives or dies, he will be one of Valhalla's most powerful combat powers.

His gaze took away from Natsumi's body and fell on Gilgamesh, watching him walk towards the throne.

However, when Gilgamesh was one step away from the throne, the elemental flow above the palace began to be disordered, forming a huge vortex.

From the center of the whirlpool, a colorful and brilliant aurora was sprinkled.

The aurora is like the skirt of the goddess, spreading out in this dark night sky, lighting the night with colorful colors, like changing a sky, like the night of the North Pole, beautiful.

This scene made Gilgamesh and Odin stunned.

The breath of holiness spreads with the aurora.

Under the soft aurora, a light and shadow slowly walked from the chaotic elemental vortex and stepped on the aurora.

Obviously, the light on the figure was so soft, but Gilgamesh couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Both Gilgamesh and Odin are particularly familiar with the power carried by the aurora.

This power contains the Avalon factor.

This was supposed to be a power that belonged to Odin.

But now, this power is not controlled by Odin at all.

Odin took out Kungunir and threw it at the light.

Kungunir pierced through the light and shadow, but did no damage.

"This is not where you should be." The light and shadow waved his hand, and Odin vanished, along with the eight-legged Pegasus Lebnir under his seat.

Gilgamesh, who was one step away from the throne, was also directly annihilated.

The words of that light and shadow were like a command from this world, expelling these outsiders from this world.

Under the soft aurora skirt, the light and shadow slowly converged, turning into a boy wearing a tie and a neat black suit.

The boy slowly walked up to Natsumi, who was kneeling on the ground and hanging his head, and sighed softly.

Even though the boy took out the golden chain that ran through Natsumi's body, the girl still maintained her original position.

"Senior sister." The boy knelt down in front of Natsumi, helped her tie up her long, blood-stained hair, and called softly.

With the boy's call, a gentle force enters Natsumi's body to mend her serious injuries.

"Don't sleep, wake up." The boy took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the blood on the girl's face, "As for the girl's face, it should be kept clean and beautiful, so that people will like it." ”

Maybe it was hearing the boy's call, or maybe it was the strangeness on his face that made Xia Mi open his tired eyes.

Looking at Xia Mi's eyes at this moment, Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and his heart couldn't help twitching.

"Your eyes should be as bright as the stars, not as dead as ash." He said.

Xia Mi looked at the boy blankly, and said blankly, "I'm not a qualified king, and I don't know what those who follow me need. ”

"It's not your fault, the human heart is the farthest distance in the world, if others don't say it, how can you know it." The boy stood up and held out his hand to the girl.

"I failed." The girl looked up at the boy and said.

"No one can succeed all the time, but you've worked hard." Seeing that the girl did not move, the boy leaned over and picked her up.

"Why are you here? How did you get here, you're also a dragon? Being picked up by the boy, Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, her thoughts slowly converged, and she couldn't help but look at Lu Mingfei and asked.

Lu Mingfei didn't answer, just hugged her and slowly walked to the throne.

"Why help me?" Xia Mi stared at Lu Mingfei's eyes and asked.

She suddenly found that she seemed to be getting more and more unable to see this cheap senior brother.

"You are my junior sister, as a senior brother, you should help your junior sister, right?" Lu Mingfei said softly and let Xia Mi sit on the throne carved by the rose.

Lu Mingfei knew that this had always been Xia Mi's way.

It is also Xia Mi's persistence.

For the sake of this road, for the sake of the persistence in her heart, Xia Mi can say the most fierce and ruthless words to anyone and do things that hurt each other.

She's always been that kind of person.

Even if she usually looks approachable, with the face of a little sister next door, she smiles innocently.

But the pride in her heart has never been lost.

Her goal is so determined.

Whoever stops her in front of the throne, she will not hesitate to swing her sword.

As Natsumi sat on the throne of roses, the chaotic elemental flow above the palace converged into a crown forged by spiritual power, which was worn on Natsumi's head, and began to ascend to the soul, ancient and solemn, magnificent and mysterious.

"Am I wrong about my attachment?" Xia Mi looked at Lu Mingfei in a daze.

Lu Mingfei shook his head lightly, "This is your path, and it is the reason why you insist on coming to this day, just as I insist on walking in front of you now." ”

"And what is the reason for keeping you here?" Natsumi asked.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

What is it?

He came back for those who could not.

For those who are firm in their ideals.

"The coronation of a king requires the testimony of a knight." The solemn palace, the world of two people, Lu Mingfei slowly retreated, looked at the dignified and majestic girl on the throne, knelt down on one knee, and lowered her head, "If you need a knight to witness the birth of the king, then I am willing to become your knight at this moment and witness the birth of my king." ”

Lu Mingfei knew that this was Xia Mi's long-cherished wish.

Even if no one knows at this moment, he is willing to witness her coronation for this persistent girl.

Looking at Lu Mingfei, who was clenched with his fist in front of his chest, Xia Mi opened his mouth slightly, "Senior brother."

After a long time, Lu Mingfei stood up.

"It's time for me to go." Lu Mingfei said.

"Where are you going?" Natsumi asked.

"Go where you need to go." Lu Mingfei turned around and walked into the distance, his figure began to become illusory, and the soft light led to the end of the darkness, and he didn't know where to go.

"Senior brother!" Xia Mi got up and chased after Lu Mingfei, but he couldn't keep up with Lu Mingfei's speed at all.

"My Queen, you have to believe that one day, we will finally stand under the sun of the new era." Lu Mingfei didn't look back, waved with his back to Xia Mi, and walked farther and farther, "After you go out, forget all this, don't tell me outside, he doesn't know anything." ”

O wanderer, when will he be able to stay in the harbor;

O lonely man, why do you always turn back so often?

Those you love, those who love you, where are you?

Lift up your head, O wanderer, and you will go forward again to the bright distance of spring.

The soft light became smaller and smaller, and the aurora gradually dimmed, and Natsumi slowly stopped, watching the last bit of light disappear in front of him.

disappeared with the glimmer, as well as Lu Mingfei's figure.

"Is this your choice, Lu Mingfei!" Natsumi shouted in the direction where the glimmer was gone, but got no response.

Is she also worth Lu Mingfei's doing?

Why, she's a dragon

But no one answered her again. (End of chapter)