Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 751: The Fall of the King

Lu Mingfei held Nuonuo in his arms, murmuring, "Senior sister, don't die. Senior sister, don't die."

But Nuonuo was cold and bloodless, like a porcelain-white pottery figure.

Chu Zihang and Xia Mi stood in front and back, sandwiching the people who needed protection in the middle, and the six black dragons were exactly divided equally.

If the strange chanting had not occurred, the situation would still be controllable.

Xia Mi heard a call from high above, and she realized that some kind of ritual was taking place.

Odin's unwilling roar from afar fell into her ears, and gradually, Xia Mi could only smile bitterly.

"Lu Mingfei, I need you to take my place." Xia Mi looked down at her palm.

The dragon transformation state is fading, and the fair skin is rapidly turning gray-black.

She could only rely on her golden eyes to see her own changes, and those eyes, which never showed weakness, also dimmed over time.

"Right away, right away!" Lu Mingfei still wanted to try to save Nuo Nuo.

This senior sister who sometimes acts crazy seems to be really dead. No matter what Lu Mingfei does, he can't make Nuo Nuo return to normal.

Invisible white threads continued to grow out of Nono's skin, curling up to wrap her up.

Lu Mingfei kept tearing them apart, but they kept growing.

"Chu Zihang." Xia Mi said softly, taking advantage of the last bit of time, she raised her hand and pressed down the head of a giant dragon, "If you can win, we'll meet again."

With a thud, she pinned down the giant dragon.

The strange change spread from her body to the dragon's head.

Chu Zihang's body trembled, he turned back suddenly, and the thick darkness blocked his sight.

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei looked in Xia Mi's direction in panic. He felt the lonely breath of death floating from that direction.

So empty, foreshadowing someone's death.

"You always distinguish things so clearly." Xia Mi chuckled and looked back.

She did meet Chu Zihang's gaze, but the endless darkness prevented them from seeing each other.

"Whether it's Xia Mi or Jörmungandr, they all like you very much." Xia Mi gradually disappeared into the darkness along with the enemy.

She wanted to kill one more, but when she raised her hands she felt powerless, and the remaining two black dragons flew over her head, creating strong winds that blew her body away.

The great Nidhogg is worthy of being the creator of dragons.

The power of a king lies in the uniqueness of his authority, and the pride of the first generation lies in its scarcity under uniqueness.

At most there are eight of them, and after they devour each other, it counts as four.

But now... in front of this group of created black dragons, Xia Mi only has the uniqueness of her authority.

They are equal in spirit, and the other party also possesses a powerful dragon body.

"Give it to me! Light it up!" Han Qiu's roar was heartbreaking.

He knows what is happening at this moment better than anyone else.

Anger is like a meteorite, splashing ripples in the ocean.

The ripples spread out and became huge waves.

Its daybreak.

The day drives away the night, and the dawn illuminates everything.

Lu Mingfei looked up first, but Odin was no longer there. Only Han Qiu, covered in blood, was left, knocking Nidhogg away.

The tiny man shook the huge monster Nidhogg and actually hit Nidhogg's chest.

The barrier was shattered, and the connection between Nidhogg and the World Tree was also severed.

A ball of white light lingered around Han Qiu, its function and origin unknown.

His sight slowly moved downwards, and Lu Mingfei saw two black dragons coming towards him. Further away, Xia Mi's figure disappeared, leaving only the upper half of her body.

Along with a black dragon, they turned into starlight and floated into the sky.

"We still have a chance to win! Stay calm, stay calm! Don't panic!" Han Qiu's eyes turned red, and he yelled at Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang in grief and anger.

The next moment, Nidhogg's body shook, and he flew higher into the sky while smashing Han Qiu down hard.

The power gap between the dragon state and the dragon body was fully revealed, and Han Qiu felt like a wall pressing on his back.

There was also a dagger embedded in the wall. It was Nidhogg's scales, which opened slightly and then closed. The sharp edge pierced into Han Qiu's skin, tearing off large pieces of flesh and blood as it closed.

There is a poison... During the fall, Han Qiu found that there was something wrong with his condition. An unknown poison was corroding his body and mind.

It's so powerful that I don't know how to defeat it, and breaking the barrier is also very different.

"Lao Lu, deal with those two little loaches. At least hold them back for me." Han Qiu shook his head to steady himself, and closed his membrane wings to adjust his landing position. "Brother, leave it to me! Leave it to me! She won't die, believe me!"

Chu Zihang chose to believe Han Qiu and turned around to continue dealing with the enemy.

The fallen throne became a fortress guarded by everyone, Nuonuo, Chu Tianjiao, and Caesar.

The heir of the Gattuso family, the proud blond boy Caesar Gattuso, now shows an angry and confused expression.

No one knows and no one cares what he is thinking or pondering.

There is so much to address and deal with.

Han Qiu was unable to land safely. The toxins were eroding him very quickly and the scene in front of him began to blur.

After rolling a few times, he stopped next to Xia Mi. The beautiful person disappeared like sand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know he could absorb your power." Han Qiu didn't know if Xia Mi could hear his apology. "If I had known, I wouldn't have let you go with me."

For a moment, I couldn't understand how Nidhogg managed to make Odin and Xiami decay and dissipate through the air.

The only thing that is certain is that the authority remains and will not be eroded by unknown forces.

Since the authority is fine, there is still a chance for resurrection.

"Give my authority to him. Someone has to accompany me to the end of the journey. I may fail, but at least I have struggled." Xia Mi looked back, half of her face dry.

Beautiful girls are not beautiful.

"Okay." Han Qiu nodded solemnly, "You have to believe that I will not fail. In my opinion, your father is just a big loach."

He was very sad, so sad that he had to mutter and complain to suppress his sadness.

"I can feel that he is very afraid of you, otherwise he would not take back the power he gave us." Xia Mi said: "I have never seen him afraid of anything."

"There are too many things I don't understand. It seems that I am not omniscient and omnipotent." Han Qiu smiled bitterly.

If it is to absorb the spirit and blood of the bloodline, why are the mixed-bloods fine?

Chu Zihang, Caesar, and Nono, they can all be regarded as the continuations of Dragon Blood.

Just staring at Odin and Xia Mi? Maybe it was some kind of pre-planned method.

In fact, Han Qiu could roughly figure it out, and his guess was the truth: the so-called first-generation species was nothing more than an alchemical creation created by relying on authority.

No matter how many times they are reborn, they cannot escape the fate of being controlled.

Odin can create things like messengers, which are controlled by alchemical matrices.

The same applies to Nidhogg's control over the first generation.

"These are not important. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today." Xia Mi said the last sentence with a smile.

Han Qiu reached out and embraced the ball of light that represented authority, as heavy as the earth.

He was sad, and when he was sad he wanted to kill people, so killing a few dragons was no big deal.

A familiar voice came from under the World Tree, and swords rang out, ready to go.

Listen to the impatience of the seven deadly sins, the swan song left by the King of Bronze and Fire.

Han Qiu is still confident, and confidence is his only choice.