My Majesty the Dragon Emperor

At the time of the evolution of the era, the laws had not yet been perfected, the sun, the moon, and the morning and evening were upside down and disorderly. On the vast and endless ice sheet, there was a piece of dead white snow. Draw a deep engraving.At the end of the ice field is a huge continuous mountain range with lush trees covering the sky and the sun. In the deep jungle and among the scattered shadows, there are deadly murderous intentions dormant.

At the other end of the natural barrier of the forest, under the steep cliffs, lies the black gold king city.The city made of black stone is hidden in the depths of the mountain forest, with its back against the cliff, and the flat roads extending from the city's surroundings submerge into the depths of the dark forest.Looking down from a high altitude, the whole city is composed of layer after layer of rings, divided into three major urban areas and four major regions according to bloodline level and branch.

The wide road divides the whole city neatly, and the distinctions between different boundaries are clear and cruel. From the middle pure-blooded dragon clan in the outermost circle to the territories belonging to the major dragon kings, there are layers of progression and strict discipline.The mixed blood or low-level dragons are not eligible to enter, but the dragons whose blood purity is higher than them, if their ability is low, are not allowed to enter.The dragon blood precepts, which are stricter than other dragon cities, strictly supervise the entire royal city, defending the supreme kingship in the center of the royal city layer by layer.

This is the Black Gold King City, the pinnacle of dragon alchemy, the holy land of the race.

At the end of the row upon row of houses, the center of the entire royal city is a separate area. The huge and towering alchemy castle is heavily guarded and silent, with dark and complicated magic circles drawn on the black background. The black gold gate engraved with the totem of the dragon clan is closed tightly. The gate of the castle is only opened during major meetings or festivals every year. On weekdays, only the gates are left on the sides of the remaining three directions.

In the cold and empty main hall of the castle, the cold sunlight pours into the room through the wide-open doors and windows, and climbs up the steps. In the center of the high platform, there is a black gold throne surrounded by thorns and white bones, which seems to be in harmony with the whole world. The cold royal city melted into one body, glowing with a pale cold light.But at this moment, this magnificent royal city seemed to be silent, the streets and buildings were empty, and even the castle in the center of the royal city was quietly hidden.

There was only one person above the main hall, sitting quietly on the throne, resting his head on his left hand, leaning on the armrest, his long black hair slipped from the seat, the young man was wearing a meticulously gorgeous military uniform, and lightly closed his eyelids , breathe out gently.After a while, it seemed that he finally realized that the light and shadow cast by someone covered the originally not very warm sunlight. He lazily opened his eyes and sat up straight, with a little helplessness on his originally cold and calm expression.

"...Why are you disturbing my sleep again? Didn't we just meet a few days ago?" Even so, Nidhogg's tone was slow, without a trace of dissatisfaction, showing an undisguised intimate.After all, he was always easy to talk to his only friend, whether it was about their relationship or the attitude of the other party towards him, even if the other party seemed very dark and insane to most people.

"...I didn't see you just a few days ago." The person standing in front of Nid Hogg was silent for a long time, but he had to suppress the rising anger and complicated emotions, and pretended to be calm. His fingers twitched, "Since that time, we haven't seen each other for thousands of years, Hall."

"Ah..." Ned Hogg seemed to wake up from a dream, recalling the current situation from the trance dream just now, as if remembering something, looking innocently at the man who was deceived by him back then. His best friend even pulled the other party's cuff pitifully, looking at his old friend's dark and deep purple-black eyes, the other party was obviously angered by him, and even the blood of the demon race that was not easily revealed was revealed up.

The young man standing in front of the throne was so angry that he almost beat him up with his hands. If he hadn't been unprepared, Ned Hogg tricked him away to find materials on the grounds that he wanted him to forge a weapon suitable for him. It will be reduced to the tragic situation where there are no bones left in the end.Now that he still dares to look at him innocently, he really... can't do anything to him.

The young man snorted coldly, clasped Nid Hogg's wrist with his left hand, and clasped the object held in his right hand directly on the opponent's hand. The action was very cold, just like putting shackles on a prisoner, "You know Just fine."

Nid Hogg shook the wrist ornament on his hand in some novelty, and even held the other's hand in a coquettish gesture. "In short, now is the time for you to come out of the seal, don't miss the final time limit."

The young man clasped his hand, with a cold expression on his face, "Don't worry, I've already made preparations. Now that I think about it, my identity as a mixed race who is despised and hated gives me another choice. I can't interfere with this matter." , be careful yourself."

"The real war begins now..."

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PS setting: In ancient times, there were many types of races, so some mixed bloods were derived, but there are differences between mixed bloods. Only those who have perfectly inherited the advantages of the race are accepted by the ethnic group. Some are just The mixed blood used to achieve the purpose or use cannot be counted as part of the ethnic group, but there are still some races that do not accept mixed blood, such as pure-blooded high elves or protoss and other extremely demanding races, and the dragon race is a strong one. From the point of view of respect, only those who can be compared with the dragon clan are recognized. As for the dragon servants and dead servants, in the eyes of the dragon clan, they are only alchemical creations, which are about the same level as puppets in alchemy.Although most of the hybrids are capable, some have indispensable defects due to their bloodlines. The law recognizes their existence and gives them a certain degree of preferential treatment in the final battle.