[Dragon Clan·Chulu] Nibelungen Soul Relief Song

With the awakening of the Black King, the doors of the Nibelungen are all open.Continuous and violent earthquakes caused all the mountains to collapse, and the sea set off rough waves.The rising seas finally overwhelmed the land, flooded rivers and lakes, and swallowed mountains and plateaus.Amidst the raging waves, a large ship suddenly appeared.It was a boat made of dead people's nails. The boat was full of dead servants who were sealed in Avalon. They were summoned by Nidhogg's blood and ended their slumber. Each of them was named after an ancient king.This big ship with a mast so high that it takes a mortal's lifetime to climb to the top breaks through the turbulent waves and goes straight to the battlefield of the decisive battle.

The dragons in the Hall of Valor also led their death warriors to form a mighty team that swallowed mountains and rivers, and marched towards the decisive battle place "Waigrett Plain".Odin is holding the bright spear of eternity, wearing a golden helmet on his head, and wearing armor made of silver, running at the forefront of the team.

The giant wings that covered the sky made a frightening sound, and the king's stalwart body swept across the battlefield gracefully and calmly. Surrounding him was the victory sword that contained the knight's will, and he could kill the enemy without holding it. And a dazzling light.Lu Mingfei pounced on Odin, and in the blink of an eye, the monsters had come and gone and clashed many times, leaving countless afterimages, and their sharp claws drew black and red blood on each other's body.They roar, they fight, this is a war between kings and kings, and only death can end it.

Kungunir has lost its function, the thread of fate has been cut off by the Black King, and Nidhogg is the scissors of Skodi. On the day of his judgment of revenge against the world, even if Odin steps out of the palace Holding the invincible spear, it is only the road of no return.No one would deny that the world will eventually belong to the Black King. When the Black King returns, all the kings can only kneel down, and Odin is the chaotic party.Every dragon king has predicted their own ending, but they are still cocooning and waking up, trying to resist.

The fierce battle went on for an extremely long time and ended in Odin's defeat.He was exhausted, his silver armor fell apart, his body was scarred, and the sword of victory nailed him to the rainbow bridge.Everything works and develops according to the prophecy of the Dragon Clan, and the "Twilight of the Gods" finally arrives.The perverse world rewritten by Odin has returned to normal, but unfortunately this world is not far from destruction.

The king slowly opened his arms in the night sky and stood proudly in the turbulent wind.He formed a sacred cross with his body and wings. With his breath, the sky and the earth were forced to shrink and stretch. The four elements violently stirred around him, and the turbulent elemental storm formed a vortex-like turbulence. .Terrifying majesty enveloped all living beings on the earth, trampling and crushing everything, under the suppression of that dragon power, even the pure-blooded dragons lost the ability to use speech.This is the bloodline advantage. In front of the oldest emperor of the dragon clan, the heart of resistance that had been brewing for dozens of centuries collapsed in an instant.No one can become the new black king, and no one can replace his position.

"In order to obtain the ultimate power of the world, wake up the dragon kings one by one, lure the hybrids to the battlefield of dragon slaying, kill your brothers with the hands of others and devour them, and the end of destruction is inevitable. Now you understand Has it come out? The real way of heaven." Looking down at Odin below, Lu Mingfei raised his jaw proudly, smiling contemptuously and desperately.

"Are you educating me, my lord father?" Odin raised his head, and the golden helmet fell, revealing a handsome young face with smooth black hair and flawless white skin.The flame of the sword of victory scorched his dragon body, and the mighty power of the main god Odin dissipated with the disappearance of his life, and he became one of the four monarchs with the title of "King of Sky and Wind".

"Don't call me that, you don't deserve it!" The long eyebrows that slanted into the temples frowned slightly, and the corners of Lu Mingfei's eyes were stained with anger, "Rebellious minister, how dare you see me today?"

"After so many years, your temper is still so fiery." The young man sighed, his expression slightly distorted by the pain of the sword tearing his internal organs, "Norton is also a complete copy of you, so Constance Ding is often scared to cry by you."

"Since it is in the past, don't mention it anymore, you are going to die." Lu Mingfei said coldly, "Although you are defeated, you are the former prince of our clan after all, and I will give you the dignity you deserve. .Do you have any last words?"

The young man looked into the distance and remained silent for a long time.It was still raining, and after an unknown amount of time, his soft voice penetrated the rain curtain: "The night I was born, it was raining everywhere. I hate rain because it makes people feel separated from the whole world. Alone, only by myself."

"Niflheim is covered in snow and ice all year round. I don't remember it ever raining there."

"How dare I comment on my father's territory at will?" The young man showed a helpless smile, "I'm talking about Tongwan City in Xixia, which is my second hometown. There, I spent a wonderful childhood and met Here comes...my brother."

"Your brother?" Lu Mingfei frowned, "Didn't Willy never get out of the Nibelungen?"

"No, I'm talking about my human brother." The young man shook his head lightly, his eyes full of memories, "My name was Li Wuyue at that time, and I was the third prince of Xixia Kingdom. Li Yuanhao. During the more than ten years of my life as a human being, I have been in the confusion before awakening. My brother is very good to me. Whenever it rains, he will accompany me. We eat and sleep together, regardless of each other... Until my brother became the emperor."

The recovery of the first-generation species Li Wuyue was the trigger/fire of "Mourning of Summer". Lu Mingfei once heard Anger tell about that period of history, but no one could determine the identity of the dragon at that time.The secret party has always believed that the King of Sky and Wind is the most mysterious of the dragon kings. In the long history, they have never heard the news of the dragon king's awakening, and naturally they know nothing about the twins on the throne.

"At that time, there were human dragon slayers who saw through my identity. They advised my brother and regarded me as an ominous object. They locked my hands with alchemy handcuffs, and inserted half-meter-long dragons in my heart, brain, and body. The soul-locking nail, buried me alive... I will never forget the piercing pain." The boy's face showed hatred that traveled through time and space, as well as disheartened sadness, "And my Brother, but he acquiesced in what they did because he thought I was a monster!"

The young man roared and looked at Lu Mingfei, with tears of blood streaming from the corners of his eyes: "This is a human being! When they realize that you are a foreign species with abilities far surpassing theirs, they will fear you, avoid you, hate you, and even kill you !Father, human beings are so ugly and unbearable, why do you still love them?"

"I don't love them, I only love one of them..." Lu Mingfei raised his head and stopped the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes.

"Yes, for the sake of a human being, you can give up your entire family, supreme power, and eternal life! In your eyes, we are just toys you made to relieve loneliness! Father, have you ever loved us? Since you don't love us, why did you create us?" The young man burst into tears, crying hoarsely, "In this world, only Li Yuanhao, only my elder brother has loved me, but he is afraid of me! Father, why can't I Born in this world as a human? I really... don't want to be treated as a monster!"

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips and listened quietly.As the absolute ruler of the universe, the word "love" is such a luxury for him.He is indeed very disappointed with his descendants, but it is not enough to give up the whole family because of disappointment, he just cannot tolerate betrayal.At the pinnacle of power and desire, being worshiped by everyone, he can no longer tell who is pretending and who is showing his true feelings.With the flick of a finger for tens of thousands of years, he sat high on the throne, looking down at the pair of submissive and trembling eyes below, feeling exhausted besides exhaustion.If it hadn't been for a desperate person who jumped out halfway, he might never be able to experience the taste of love.

As for the Four Great Monarchs being a toy he created to relieve loneliness, this statement sounds more like nonsense from a child.Creation of life is a sacred process, and who would reproduce toys for their own entertainment?He didn't want to expend effort to explain this obvious truth, siblings can't understand each other, let alone between parents and children?

After a while, Lu Mingfei asked softly, "That Li Yuanhao, do you still hate him?"

"No! Don't hate! I am a god, a king, how can I have feelings for him? He is just a human, an ant-like human!" The fire of the red lotus was burning, and the young man looked up to the sky and smiled. Emotional! Norton, Yemengade, each of them has the opportunity to become a real god, but they care too much about the bond of the twins, and they lose to the weakness in their hearts. Looking at the history of the dragon clan, I, Li Wuyue, are the strongest Great king! Father, I am not defeated by you, but by fate!"

The sword of victory issued a Shenxiong cry, the wind helped the fire, and the flames shot up into the sky.The boy turned into a bronze-colored dry bone in the flames, ending his long and turbulent life.The king of sky and wind, 薨.

"It's clear that I even gave up my dragon clan name, and said that I have no feelings...you're so stubborn." The huge black wings spread out against the wind, and Lu Mingfei left the final battlefield.

Wang is the loneliest and hardest person in the world.Behind them, there will never be anyone to rely on.As a king, no matter how badly you are injured, as long as you still have breath, you must stand upright and stand on the cusp of the storm, defeating the enemy's ambitions and not fall down.Therefore, most kings have put on a cold shell, they do not allow themselves to have feelings, because once they have, it is a fatal weakness.It's just that the heights are unbearably cold, ruthless and lonely, and sometimes, knowing that it is a moth to the flame, but still have no hesitation.

The battlefield was littered with corpses of dragons, deadpools, and frost giants. Vultures roared and circled in the sky, and blood stained the ground.In the sea of ​​blood, a group of snakes rolled over, greedily gnawing at the still warm flesh, spraying venom towards the sky and the ocean, and there was a desperate and tragic atmosphere everywhere.Sin is rampant, mourning is everywhere, the universe is full of shadows of war and conflict, and wild beasts wander around in search of food.People no longer forgive and help each other, brothers kill each other, father and son become enemies, and kill each other in an ugly competition of desires.

The black king who lost his beloved roared in pain on the top of the mountain, fell from the zenith to the bottom of the sea, weeping blood, going back and forth, seven days and seven nights.As his despair spread far and wide, the cold and long Winter of Fimbul came.Severe frosts froze the earth, the sun lost its heat, a solar and lunar eclipse occurred simultaneously on a global scale, and the whole world was plunged into endless darkness.In the bitter cold, the king's tears stained the snow-covered mountain red, and the sky fell with red goose feather snow, which was endless and endless.

A small boat floated in the vast ocean, and on the boat stood a girl dressed as a witch, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and her singing voice was ethereal like a mermaid singing late.She stretched out her arms towards the sky, letting a red snowflake fall on her palm, and two lines of tears slid across her face soundlessly.

"Eriyi, why are you crying?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"The grief of Lu Jun is entrusted in this snow... Lu Jun's grief for Chu Jun." Yuanzhinv looked at the snowy sky quietly, tears streaming down her face, "Brother, you remember it too, that one Friend's name."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.After being silent for a long time, he asked lightly: "If Mr. Lu wants to destroy this world, will you be afraid?"

"Erika, what do you think?" Yuanzhi smiled with tears in her eyes, and turned to look at the girl.

Erika shook her head with a smile, and sang a cappella against the sea breeze with a brisk beat.Only her brothers could understand her libretto, in ancient oracular language:

"That day the king lost his knight,

The demonic sword of flame was thrown into the sky,

In the raging flames like red lotuses,

Midgar in the atrium became a sea of ​​flames,

Pillars of fire pierced the sky, smoke covered the top of the mountain,

The World Tree was also engulfed in flames.

The stars fell from the sky,

time no longer exists,

The scorched ground shakes and sinks into the rough sea,

All I can see is the huge waves,

There is only dead silence and eternal darkness in the universe. "

Lu Mingfei sat on the top of the snow-capped mountain in Niflheim, his clothes rattled by the cold wind.With his eyes closed, he kissed the ruby ​​ring on his left ring finger over and over again, recalling every detail of his relationship with Chu Zihang.The flaming demon sword Levatin, which contained Chu Zihang's will, did not leave Lu Mingfei after the victory. Its sword body was burning with flames, hovering above his head like a big bird emitting light and warmth. Bring him a little warmth in this snow-covered country.

"Brother, the time of judgment has come." At some time, Lu Mingze appeared behind him, "Cast that flame, this world is too ugly and too sad, we can only let the flames purify all sins! The storm in the storm is over, and a more beautiful new world will be born. The remaining creatures are surprised and happy, weeping with joy, they will pay homage to Niflheim, to the throne of your brother, and thank you for your generosity and kindness. At that time, brother You are the only god in the universe, under your leadership, a brand new golden age is coming..."

"This is your script?" Lu Mingfei looked at Lu Mingze with a blank expression.

"Yes, this is my script." Lu Mingze no longer laughed this time, but put on a serious expression, "There are many scripts in this world, Herzog's script, Li Wuyue's script, plus The script of the Tusuo family... only my script is the one that has the last laugh. Because I am the high priest of the Dragon Clan, my prophecy is the oracle! I have only one purpose in doing all this, that is to let my brother rule the world and restore the world. It's in your hands!"

"Your Majesty, please make the world..."

The scene of the knight dying appeared in front of his eyes, Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand, and Levatin obediently fell into his palm.Holding the burning "Branch of Destruction" in his hand, Lu Mingfei stared at the towering giant tree, half dead and half prosperous, supporting the whole world, without taking his eyes off it.

Fafnir, do you think so too?Do you want me to take the world back into my hands?But what about owning the world?People have passed away, things have changed, and the position of one step behind me has been vacant forever, and there is no more figure of you.It doesn't matter whether the world is destroyed or reborn.

Praise my king's awakening, destruction is new life.

For the pure-blooded dragons, destruction may mean rebirth, but for Fafnir who cannot cocoon, destruction is destruction.There is only one exchange with World Tree, and he has no chance of being reborn again.Even if the newborn world is beautiful, what is the use?Fafnir exists only in the past, he... has no future.

The author has something to say: The ending is too fast like a tornado? NoNoNo, this article is seriously overdue for me.The suspense has been set, the foreshadowing is in place, the emotional conflict has reached the commanding heights, and everything is just about to end.If I didn't have time, it should have ended in March, marking the end of my student days.Seeing it break through the 55-word mark and go straight to 60, I am horrified... Jump, Jump, DayDayUp!