The Dragon Clan starts with poaching the corner of Kassel

Chapter 281 The End of the King of Bronze and Fire (Part )

The rays of the setting sun shone on the quiet water. Norton, whose chest was stained with blood, stopped at the edge of the water, as straight as a bronze divine pillar.

The personal golden armor covered with dragon inscriptions has sharp edges and corners, and is as neat as new.

Even in the face of death, he still lived up to his majesty as a king.

There is no cure for Jörmungandr's "earthly poison". Apart from the two dragon emperors black and white, only the former Water King and Fenrir in this world can endure it without dying.

Even Constantine in his heyday could not withstand such a terrifying "power" poison, and Norton was no exception. When the force acting on the physical structure of the body began to destroy everything in his existence at that moment, Norton's body was instantly covered with ferocious cracks.

Like a piece of porcelain that was about to break, tiny pieces fell from his body and were annihilated.

Along with the power of the dual divine names left by Bu Shun, his spirit also came to an end.

If we say, dragons also have the same revolving door as humans.

The memories that lasted for millions of years may also flow sadly through his gradually disappearing soul at this moment.

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Fire is the third son of the Black King.

After being given a name, gender, identity, and wisdom by the White King.

The brothers named "Norton" and "Constantine" were truly born into the world.

But not long after his birth, Norton quickly realized something in the frozen soil and wind and snow of the far north... Not to mention compared with the oldest water, the extremely powerful earth, or even with his compatriot Constantine. In comparison, he is really too weak.

Without limbs, it can only crawl in the ice and snow.

Without wings, you will lose your way in the barren land.

Even though they have the innate power to control the realm of fire and can ignite the flames that keep brothers warm together, they still cannot hug each other no matter what...

And as the years grow older, the curse of fate becomes stronger and stronger.

Even an accidental touch will cause the opponent to fall into death, and the body and soul must be regenerated through "cocooning". Norton had to wrap his whole body in metal to cut off the distance between himself and his brother, so that there would always be a cold layer between them.

Norton didn't know why the White King wanted him to become his "brother".

If one were to arrange status based on strength, Constantine would be far above him, but in the end it was he, the weakling, who became the elder brother...

But despite his doubts, Norton made his decision.

"I want to change everything."

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"elder brother……"

"Thank you for the hand work you did for me, I like it very much~!"

The giant red snake was entangled on the giant bronze pillar called "Zhongshan", waving its copper-colored prosthetic limbs happily, and said softly to the metal dragon that was bowing its head in thought, "Thank you~"

The mask with exaggerated and weird facial features obscured his delicate and even delicate dragon head, giving this red dragon snake a sense of majesty in front of his relatives who didn't understand him.

"It's not enough, Constantine." Norton looked down at the dragon claw he made with his own hands, "It's not enough."

"Eh?"

A soft surprise came from behind Constantine's mask, "Brother, are you thinking about Fenrir and Jormungandr?"

Norton, who does not yet have the title of "King of Bronze and Fire", looked at his metal dragon body with graceful outlines and rigid lines, and made a low voice like thunder and storm: "Compared to them, I am really... too... Too weak."

But Constantine said: "I think everyone is very good."

"Although Jormungandr is a bit stingy, he will also catch fish for me. Fenrir also asked his family to dig a magma for me on him. The bath is very comfortable. Senior Shui also taught me how to do it very carefully. Cultivate dependents..."

"Brother, have you decided what type of family you want?"

Regarding his brother's naivety, Norton shook his head, "Have you ever paid attention to the birth of 'Wind'?"

Constantine lowered his head, scratched his chin with the tip of his tail, and said in surprise: "I heard that the high priest picked them up? Father seems to be very fond of them."

Norton approached his brother and gently covered his red snake body with green-gold wings, "They are also cursed by 'fate'."

"In the eternity to come, they will make each other's kingdoms conquer each other to please our most high... [Lord of Hosts]."

Hearing this, the young man's voice from Red Snake suddenly dropped:

"Wars, fighting each other...won't the fate of our family change?"

Precisely because the Dragon Clan has the talent of being able to cocoon itself and come back after death, the entire Dragon Clan has become happy with fighting and war, which makes Constantine displeased.

This time, Norton did not answer his brother's soliloquy.

But he knew the answer to the question.

With supreme power, everything can be changed.

Even...it was their cursed fate.

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"I'm sorry, Constantine."

The metal dragon body made of divine gold was covered with scars. Looking at the black-haired boy who seemed to him to be as big as a grain of rice, Norton lowered his proud head and said, "I failed...to protect you."

He never imagined that the war he had foreseen would start with his younger brother, who was gentle to everyone.

The mountain-like body of the red snake has been completely dissolved in the primitive sea of ​​chaos.

The only person left in the world today is a black-haired boy who has lost his limbs, uses the body of a dwarf, and will never grow into a full dragon body.

"it does not matter."

With his whole body soaked in the crystal cup, Constantine's voice remained soft and soft, without any complaints.

He just looked at his brother with a smile and said softly: "I have become smaller. Looking at my brother like this, it is as if my brother suddenly became as big as Fenrir... But other than these, we are still the same as before. , isn’t it?”

The angry King of Fire lowered his head.

The bronze body has no tears.

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"Where do you want to go after the agreed date?"

"It can be anywhere in this universe."

"Don't you want Svartalfheim or Muspelheim?"

"As long as you're still with me."

"Well, brother can definitely do it."

"I too...will definitely do it."

However, after tens of thousands of years, everything he owns is still as different as the years when they huddled together in the dark frozen soil without daring to get close to each other, full of unforgettable icy wind and cold snow.

An Ran sitting in a bronze palace with his brother while drinking wine, and the pain of watching him being torn to pieces in front of him...

These beautiful memories and traces of sadness have never faded at this moment.

It's just the silent love and the hate that I dare not forget...

Now it all flows out from the broken gap in the soul, pouring into the abyss of nothingness.

The body covered with porcelain cracks began to turn into fine sand, and could no longer support his standing. In the golden eyes that gradually lost their luster, the once eternal candlelight was dimmed.

But at this last moment, Norton's face remained unchanged and cold.

No sentimentality, no regrets.

Exhaling the last breath in his lungs and looking at the end of the sunset, he whispered softly in a cold and distant voice:

"The mountains and the sea are still in harmony, and the dragon is also ashes."

"Will the God of Death have an end?"

After the Dragon King, who had Zhu Long as his foreign minister, said his last words, when Xia Mi suddenly became silent, his broken body completely turned into a handful of red sand and scattered on the ground.

Then, together with the cool wind by the water, it blew into the quiet river bend illuminated by dusk.

——Summer 2008, "Lord of Bronze and Fire" Norton

--【die】

PS: Norton’s last words mean: “Mountains and seas will all end, and candle dragons will turn into ashes. Will the god of death die one day?” (Note: Jörmungandr In the dragon clan, he is the god in charge of the dead)

PS2: Okay, fourth update, there is one more update. I will definitely update it before going to bed, but I feel that I may not be able to finish writing with high quality before 12 o'clock (