The Dragon That Devours the World

When he finished speaking, Adolf got up again and walked to the window, looking out the Danube. The old iron bridge that used to irritate him inexplicably still stood there quietly.

In Kubitschek's memory, when Adolf was talking about his idea of ​​Linz's city, he often saw that "ugly monster" was very unpleasant. Sure enough, he immediately began to complain.

"That ugly thing is still there! But it won't last much longer. Just wait and see, Kubitschek."

Then Adolf turned and smiled to Kubisik.

"I really want to walk with you on that bridge again, just like before. But this is no longer realistic, and I must be surrounded by people everywhere I go. But believe me, Kubitschek, I A grand blueprint has been laid out for Linz."

In this regard, Kubisik is convinced.

He has personally experienced the thoughts of the "head of state" in front of him when he was young. At that time, he had traveled through the streets of Linz just to discover what needed to be changed. Now, he started to talk to himself slowly from every plan.

"The new Danube Bridge will be called the Nibelungen Bridge, and it will be a model in the history of modern bridge architecture."

Adolf described the shape of the two bridgeheads of the bridge to Kubitschek in detail, followed by the theater. In Adolf’s vision, when the new opera house is built on the site of the railway station, the theater will be used exclusively for performances and performances. Operetta. In addition, if Linz is to become a veritable "City of Bruckner", a modern concert hall must be built for the city...

"I want to make Linz a cultural center, and I want to see everything become reality with my own eyes."

In front of Kubitschek, with his back to Linz outside the window, Adolf said to his friend with passion, just like his rhetoric.

In the old days, Kubitschek would jokingly ask him: "So, where does the money come from?" Then he drew Adolf's glares, but now Kubitschek can no longer ask like that.

Because now he is no longer the poor boy of the year. At the beginning, he could only outline his dreams in his mind, but now he owns half of Europe, and the whole world must listen to his voice. He has the ability to personally practice his dreams.

Looking at the "head of state" in front of him, he was full of ambition and energetic, and gradually overlapped with the image of the poor boy who was talking and ambitious in Linz back then...

Kubitschek thought that the meeting was about to end, but Adolf then set out to form a large symphony orchestra in Linz. At this time, the conversation between the two suddenly cut into a private topic.

"Tell me, Kubizick, what occupation are you in now?"

Adolf stared at the friend in front of him, he wanted to know what happened to his friend in the past thirty years. Then Kubisick told Adolf that he had been working as a clerk since he became a government employee in 1920.

"The clerk? What does the clerk do?"

He asked suspiciously.

Kubizick’s face was a little embarrassed. He knew that Adolf looked down on civil servants and felt that they were just messing around. Adolf interrupted.

"So you have become a civil servant, a clerk! This is not suitable for you, what about your music?"

Kubitschek was silent for a moment, and then recounted the past that he had never said before.

In 1912, he studied at the Vienna Conservatory of Music for four years. Finally, he was successfully hired by the Maribor Municipal Music Theater as an assistant conductor of the orchestra. Many support and appreciation.

Immediately afterwards, the theater owner was very profound about his performance and expressed his willingness to let him be the opera conductor. It was an excellent band composed of 40 people, a good theater, and a modern stage. All of this was in the capital of Kelten, a city famous for its love of music.

From a decorator's family to a musician who is about to be on the big stage now, Kubitschek has gained everything he couldn't even think of in the past. Everything seems to be getting better.

But a few months later... the war destroyed everything.

In 1914, when the war with Russia broke out, Kubitschek was forced to go to the front as an ordinary soldier in the Austro-Hungarian Empire. When he returned to his hometown a few years later, he found that everything had changed. His father was seriously ill and died not long after he came back. In order to take care of his mother, he finally chose to give up his music dream and became an ordinary civil servant in Eferding...

Adolf listened carefully, and at last he was silent. He always respected Kubisik's parents, but he never thought it would be like this.

He nodded silently and said:

"Yeah, the war we lost."

The war changed the fate of two people.

A young man with musical talent and a musician with a promising future had to give up his dream because of the war. Similarly, Adolf's future does not seem to be suspenseful. The aimless learning and the contempt for professional training seem to only be exchanged for a failure. But at this moment, he relied on that war to become the current German head of state.

Then Adolf looked at Kubitschek and said.

"You won't be a clerk for the rest of your life, Kubizick."

With that, he stood up again, pacing back and forth, and then as if he had made a decision.

"Kubischick, I want to go to Eferding."

Eferdin, this is where Kubitzick now settles and where he works as a civil servant.

"Of course I will come to see you, Kubitschek. But I will only make a special trip for you, and then we can walk along the Danube. Here, I can hardly even think about it-they never let me Go out alone."

His tone was calm and firm, but Kubitschek could think of the difficulty of this decision.

He is not alone. He is related to the affairs of the entire country. Opened his eyes all day long is surrounded by a large number of law formulations, administrative processing, appointment and removal of high-ranking government officials, and even military transfer orders. A word can determine thousands The lives and deaths of ten thousand people. He can't even come out alone, let alone go to a small city without government affairs. This is bound to meet fierce opposition.

However, Kubitschek shook his head and persuaded Adolf to give up this idea. He didn't want his friends to delay his business for himself.

Adolf frowned, and the two finally talked about the music they liked together.

This time finally talked about the topic that Kubizick likes. But in the end, Kubisik just briefly talked about some of the music events I participated in in the town, and the small band I formed in my spare time. Compared with the major international affairs that Adolf usually deals with, his small concert performance is simply insignificant, so Kubitschek worried that he would get bored if he talked too much.

But he was wrong. In order to save time, he had to take things like this one for a while, but Adolf reluctantly interrupted:

"What, Kubitschek, you would actually play a symphony in such a small Eferding! It's incredible. What pieces have you played?"

Then he asked me about the strength of that band and what its organization was; he was full of surprises at Kubisik's answer and congratulated his friends on their success.

"This is exactly where I have to help you, Kubitschek,"

He couldn't help speaking loudly.

"Make me a list and tell me what you need. Also, what's your personal situation; isn't it a hard life?"

Obviously, he was hinting that Kubisick would prepare a big band for his friends as long as he spoke. For him at this moment, this is nothing more than a sentence.

But Kubizick replied that although my income can only be considered as improvised, it is enough for me, so I don't have any personal requirements. He turned his head to look at Kubisik, his expression a little surprised.

Obviously, he hadn't seen anyone like Kubizic who had no desires or desires.

"Do you have any children, Kubitschek?"

"Yes, I have three sons."

"Three sons!"

He cried out in admiration, and then he repeated it several times with solemn expression on his face.

"You have three sons, Kubizick, and I haven't gotten a family yet. I am alone now. But I am willing to take care of your son."

So Kubitschek talked to him about the boys in his family-Hitler wanted to know every detail of their growth. Kubitschick told him that these three sons are very talented in music, and two of them are excellent draftsmen, he was very happy after hearing this.

"Kubischick, I should take on the education obligations of these three children,"

He said to Kubitschek.

"I don't want these talented young people to repeat our mistakes. You know best what we were like when we were in Vienna. But after we were separated, I have experienced worse times. Intelligent talent is stifled by poverty and suffering. As long as it is within my power, I will do my best, especially for your children, Kubizick!"

"Buckle..."

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and then a respectful male voice sounded, his adjutant.

"Führer, the expected performance is about to begin."

As if the conversation had been interrupted, Adolf's face was unhappy, but then as if thinking of something, he suddenly said to Kubicic.

"Kubischick, are you interested in going to a show with me?"

...

It was an opera dedicated to the head of state. It was called "The Twilight of the Gods". It was Linz that German opera artists came here to serve the head of state, because in addition to the time when they returned to Linz, The head of state has no other leisure time at all.

It was a magnificent opera, and the solemn and loud voice highlighted the theme of awakening. It is a well-deserved masterpiece.

"This is the only show I can watch this year, but it can't be done. We are fighting."

Sitting in the box, Adolf said to his friend, and then he added a little bit angrily.

"This war will delay our reconstruction plan for several years. It is really a shame. I am not the head of the Greater German Empire to fight every day."

The heads of state, who had achieved major military victories in Poland and France, would actually speak to him in such a tone, which shocked Kubitschek. He suddenly realized that perhaps his appearance reminded Adolf Hitler of such a fact.

Time flies like an arrow to make people grow old.

After all, we met at a time when we first met. Although he looks stronger now than ever before, when he finds that his young partner is dying, he must also realize that the ruthless years have also left an imprint on him that cannot be erased.

"This war took away my great time."

He continued.

"You know me, Kubitschek, you know that I have always wanted to build this country. This is my lifelong wish. Do you know what I mean? You know better than anyone, how much I did when I was young Only a few things have been realized so far, and there are still a lot of plans to be completed. But who else can take on this important task? Now I can only watch the war take away my great time."

"Shame, sorrow! Time waits for no one, Kubitschek, we will only get older and older. In a few years, it will be too late if we want to do it."

Until the end of the opera, the two were about to part with each other, and the war was still going on. It was impossible for him to stay in Linz to reminisce about the past with his friends. But he still reluctantly held his friend's hand and said affectionately.

"This war has dragged me down. But I hope this situation will not last too long. Once the battle is over, I can shift my focus to domestic construction and start implementing all my remaining plans. Kubitschek, then I will send someone to invite you, and I want you to stay by my side forever."

"Twilight of the Gods" came to an end, which was indeed a touching performance.

Kubitschek walked out of the theater slowly and found that the street had been isolated and controlled, so he stood where the head of state was going to pass by, hoping to take another look at his friend. A few minutes later, the head of state's convoy arrived in front of the theater. Hitler stood in his car and received a welcome from the crowd. His **** leaned against the cordon and drove on both sides of the street. A series of events that happened next made Kubizick an unforgettable one.

The convoy drove slowly towards the crowd where Kubitzick was, and Kubitzick stood beside the cordon drawn by the rope, raising his arms and saluting. At that moment, the head of state recognized him, and he signaled the driver to stop the entire convoy, but his car leaned towards me. He leaned out and took Kubisick's hand, and said with a smile at his friend.

"Goodbye."

The head of state's car returned to the middle of the guard, he adjusted his posture and waved goodbye to everyone.

Then the convoy drove straight to the airport, leaving only the friend who was caught in the crowd behind him and became the focus of public opinion, because everyone wanted to understand why this person would be favored by the head of state.

This was the rare contact between Kubitschek and Adolf Hitler, because in the days after that, the war became more and more difficult, and he only had a few chances to see his friends again.

...

"Head of State, there are some new breakthroughs in the EU plan. Dr. Da Vinz hopes that you can take a look at the latest progress."

On the special plane, an admiral was sitting aside, recording something on the file from time to time, and at the same time speaking to Adolf Hitler.

Adolf, who has just recovered from the joy of reuniting his friends, plans to be an extremely confidential plan, referring to the ether, while U is unknown, intending to use ancient Atlantis technology to reproduce all kinds of dark magic. In the hearts of the members of "The Far North", they crazily believed in the existence of the ancient Atlantis civilization and tried to find the sunken Atlantis.

According to their research, the ancient Atlantis period was an era of highly developed magic. The ancient humans used a kind of energy called "ether", while Dr. Da Vinz was responsible for the use of ancient Atlantis civilization. "Ether", trying to create aircraft powered by "Ether" to deal with the Allied fighters.

"Dish-shaped aircraft? Interesting."

Looking at the blueprints of the new aircraft that the admiral handed over, the strangely-like dish-like aircraft aroused Adolf's interest.

"Ancient wisdom should not be buried in this way. Germany needs more powerful technology, no matter what it is. In addition, tell the ancient army group, I don't care what their enemies are werewolves, murlocs, vampires, even if it is a dragon, whatever Enemies blocking Germany should be crushed!"

The deep voice spoke loudly.

According to the organization of the German army group at the time, there were six army groups A, B, C, D, and the south and the north. Although they will expand in the future, there has never been an ancient army group...

...

And in an ancient underground church somewhere in London, England, among several candlelights, a group of people in black monks' robes were talking.

"It is now certain that the world key has fallen into the hands of the Nazis, to be precise, it has fallen into the hands of the Nazi head of state, or the world key has chosen him."

An old monk who shrouded himself in a black monk's robe said to his companion in front of him.

A few people were silent, except for a sigh that sounded occasionally.

"The world key is not something that humans can control. Although no one can truly crack the secrets in the world key today, we cannot allow this possibility. If the German head of state really cracks it. The secret...the consequences are unimaginable."

One of them couldn't help but say.

But then an elderly female voice retorted.

"But the past experience has taught us that it is not a good thing to intervene in secular power struggles, and we will pay the price."

Suddenly, noisy voices among several people sounded.

There was a fierce dispute between this ancient monastery as to whether to intervene in the worldly affairs, but in the end, a voice quelled the dispute.

"Secular power has nothing to do with us, and whether Germany is strong or not has nothing to do with people who shun the world. The world is troubled, power struggles ups and downs, there is nothing new in a thousand years, so why bother to care. But now that name is Ji Ji The young forces in the Northland tried to suppress the entire dark world with secular power, looking for their so-called Atlantis civilization...The battle between the dark world and the secular has lasted for thousands of years, and it was hard to come by now. It’s not a good thing to break the balance."

"This is not something we are waiting for, but it concerns the entire human world. The German head of state named Adolphe is now united with Italy to crush France and defeat Poland. I am afraid that the entire Europe will not find a rival..."

The voice groaned for a moment, and then said.

"I am rooted in Europe. I am afraid that it is difficult to be fully confident with my strength alone. Perhaps... we should seek help from the new world on the other side of the ocean."

As soon as the word "New World" came out, the group suddenly became quiet.

For these old monks in the monastery, this term seemed to have some peculiar power, which made them reluctant to mention it.

"The new world? You mean to ask for help from those merchants who are addicted to worldly power and wealth, the Freemason?"

The voice of the dissatisfied old woman sounded, and the disgust in it was beyond words, as if there was a feast between her and this freemason.

"Freemason controls the entire New World, and Europe also has their power. Their power is still higher than that of the monastery. This is not the time to care about grievances. For the benefit of mankind, we should unite Freemasonry to defeat the German head of state. ."

With this voice, the underground church fell into silence again.

A few days later, a letter was delivered somewhere in the United States across the ocean.

"...About Germany...the world key..."

...

And somewhere in Berlin, in the place tightly protected in the steel chambers and the most advanced institutions, inside the lifelike statue, an erect pupil opened, staring coldly at the crystal day.

On the chessboard, the vicious head with the weapon in both hands slashed arbitrarily on its mother body, and blood oozes everywhere where it was slashed.

The behemoth with hundreds of heads, hundreds of hands and feet, non-human and non-beasts made a painful sound. It tried to get rid of this pain, but the hundreds of heads on its body all had their own different ideas, and they were crazy on the side. The clamor makes it difficult for it to realize its ideas.

"..."

Looking at the painful behemoth ~www.readwn.com~, the cold pupils made a weird sneer that ordinary people can't hear.

Nationalism, the patriotism that originated in the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France, was inspired by the salvation Saint Joan of Arc, and was baptized by the French Revolution. It prompted the birth of something above the crystal sky.

It is precisely because of the formation of the concept of "human being" that it finally formed the huge monster with thousands of heads and crawling on the earth, because all human beings regard themselves as the same kind.

And now, this thing that once promoted progress has finally been distorted into a surly and cruel thing.

Wisdom and deceit, courage begets tyranny, love begets lust, kindness begets weakness... Good and evil are one, everything has two sides, then, what will be born of nationalism born to protect the country?

The cold pupil once said that it planted a seed with the help of Joan of Arc, and now this seed has germinated.

Watching the behemoth on the chessboard weeping in pain, the cold pupils let out a weird laugh, mocking the cub who couldn't help it.