Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Han Qiu underestimated the determination of an old man. Although that hatred was not enough to shake the emperor's throne, it could make everyone feel the high fighting spirit.

Angers is not only burning his own blood, but also igniting everyone's hearts.

Humans without dragon wings have to jump high to touch the dragon in the sky. The folding knife has never touched Nidhogg and is always spinning in the air.

The turbulence of elements lies between heaven and earth, and every attack of Angé has to cross the boundary between life and death.

His body was repeatedly covered in blood and flesh in the turbulence, going back and forth between heaven and earth, with only a very short time to recover and heal.

He will die. This is the inevitable outcome when he sets out on the path to becoming a god.

Death is not scary, what is scary is being indifferent to hatred.

Han Qiu was not the only one watching this battle. Lu Mingfei and his companions were struggling to move forward in the field covered with overgrown grass.

Perhaps it was Ange's madness that prevented Nidhogg from completely suppressing the space where the World Tree was located, allowing Lu Mingfei and the others to catch their breath.

Everyone knew that Ange would definitely lose, but they all hoped in their hearts that he would win.

If it is absolute, how can it be possible?

Ange jumped up again, but this time Nidhogg did not stand still in the air. He leaned down.

The elemental turbulence stopped, and the emperor planned to deal with the madman Ange personally.

It's hard to say whose fortune it was that Nidhogg's hands were stained with Ange's blood.

Ange calmly swung his knife, and the folding knife flashed like a streak of light. Although he knew that he could not change the result, he was still unwilling to give up.

He has always been so stubborn, stubborn to death.

During the fight till now, Ange had never used his Word Spirit. He knew that these great creatures had some ability to prevent the release of Word Spirit, so he was too lazy to waste his energy.

At this moment, as Nidhogg swooped down, the hand covered with black scales was about to strangle his throat.

In just a moment, the domain of time zero expanded to a very small range, just covering Ange himself and Nidhogg.

If you want to maximize the power of the Word Spirit, then you have to narrow the scope of its coverage infinitely. The research of the academy has never been limited to paper research, but has to be feasible.

The speed of the Black Emperor was equalized by Ange, and he was even surpassed.

Time Zero, a word spirit that subverts conventional understanding. It is powerful, but not powerful enough to scare hybrids and dragons.

It was Ange, not Time Zero, who was feared by both hybrids and dragons.

Without Time Zero, Angers also has other Word Spirits.

Even if Ange is given a 'Jun Yan', he can let the fire of 'Jun Yan' burn everything.

No matter what kind of words, they would change their meaning in Ange's hands. The multiples of time zero reached an unprecedented level, not even Nidhogg could do it.

Delayed to infinity, approaching the effect of time stopping.

Ange stood in a time dimension higher than Nidhogg and swung his sword. He only had one chance to strike, and the realm he had built was being disintegrated.

The extreme time is zero, even the speed of "cancellation" is slowed down.

Everything in the world is all about time. The Cambridge folding knife’s swan song successfully pierced into Nidhogg’s chest.

Break the scales, cut the flesh, and finally fall in front of the bones.

The tip of the blade shattered, and the crack spread to the entire blade.

This knife should have been reduced to ashes long ago, starting with Meinecke Cassel and ending with Gilbert Jean Angers.

A sword representing the first generation of the Lionheart Society, representing the Secret Party and Kassel Academy.

Nidhogg's hand failed to grab Ange's neck. Before the realm of time zero was disintegrated, Ange gave up all resistance and fell from a high altitude.

Finally able to admit defeat, Angers felt unprecedented relief.

This old man never gave up in his life, and used every possible means to slay dragons. He went through a glorious history of slaying dragons, from the first generation of the Lionheart Society to the Kassel Academy, and passed through the old and new eras of the Secret Party.

Now the era of Kassel Academy has become the past, and the next new era is taking shape.

What will it look like...Ange was a little curious.

He admitted defeat and made a mistake. If he had chosen to believe in the ideals of young people at the beginning, would things have been different?

But as young people slowly move towards becoming dragons, this is no longer a matter of ideals; it is a racial stance.

No matter what, Angers will eventually end up like this. The new era he is in turns into the old era, and he gradually becomes a supporter of the old era and an obstacle to the new era.

"My soul is free." He said to the endless wilderness.

The body has reached its limit, the heartbeat is getting weaker and weaker, and it will stop soon.

It was difficult for him to even breathe. He had lost all his strength and his hatred would disappear with his death.

Given his current condition, there is no chance of survival if he falls from this height.

Han Qiu lowered his eyebrows and observed a moment of silence for Principal Angers in advance.

Freed from the battle, Nidhogg regained control of everything, once again putting Lu Mingfei and his companions into an extreme predicament.

"The power controlled by the blood descendants is limited. You have reached the limit of the time dimension. Even I cannot extend time to such an extent on the path of the Word Spirit. You are amazing. There has never been a blood descendant like you in history. It's a pity that you are going to die." The wound on Nidhogg's chest recovered in an instant.

He gives due respect to Ange because he is well aware of the limits of the time dimension.

Time Zero does not have a higher-level Word Spirit. Specifically, its higher-level Word Spirit cannot be created by Nidhogg.

Slowing down to stagnation, and going forward is reversal. Odin relies on the world tree to reverse time, and so does Nidhogg.

Nidhogg never thought that the word spirit he created would come to an end by a human being. He felt unprecedented insult, but he had to recognize this human being.

The soft soil under the grass and trees was lifted up, and the passage under the roots of the World Tree disappeared because of the vitality of the World Tree. Now the entrance was exposed again, but was quickly sealed by the soil around it.

Uesugi Yue arrived at the last moment and felt a strange sense of oppression the moment he stepped in.

However, the blood in his body naturally resisted this feeling of oppression, and he looked up and saw Angers falling.

"Sorry, old friend, I was delayed by the strange wall." Uesugi Yue roared excitedly.

He jumped up and caught Ange steadily.

Nidhogg noticed something was wrong. He looked down at Uesugi Yue and said, "The blood of the White King, no wonder it is not affected by the 'Emperor'."

Since Nidhogg emerged from the dragon's body, he has never spoken dragon language again.

It may be temporary learning, or it may be that you have already learned it.

Han Qiu thought it was the latter, after all, Nidhogg remembered countless restarts.

Uesugi Yue knew at a glance that Angers was beyond help, but he was not sad. He looked around and then looked up at Nidhogg.

"Is that the Black Emperor Nidhogg?" he asked Ange, and then said: "If you lose to him, there is nothing to be ashamed of. You old bastard, this day has come too..."