Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"Brother, are we really going to die?"

Constantine forced himself to suppress his tears and asked Old Tang with sobs.

"The return of the Emperor will surely bring bloodshed. Everything has already been determined. We will die at the hands of the new King, just like we killed Him on the throne."

Old Tang looked at the sky with lightning and thunder, a hint of sadness and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

"If my brother devours me and truly gains power and authority, will he be able to break free from the shackles of fate?"

Constantine's eyes flashed, and he spoke to Old Tang excitedly, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense. We have been through tens of thousands of years of darkness together. How could I possibly devour you? Besides, the new king is different from the old one. The power He controls is enough to even change history. No matter how we struggle, it will be in vain. We might as well enjoy some quiet time before the new king grows up."

Old Tang shook his head and smiled bitterly. Ever since he woke up, he had never thought of devouring Constantine and becoming the only master on the throne. He had become accustomed to the life of two people. If he were left sitting alone on the lonely and cold throne, he would probably go crazy.

"elder brother."

Tears welled up in Constantine's eyes again. Was this the end of thousands of years of waiting?

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty Norton, is the "He" you are talking about Nidhogg?"

Angers, who had been listening nearby, finally couldn't help but ask.

"Call the king by his name, he will hear it."

Old Tang turned his head and looked at the human being with whom he had just fought to the death. The hostility in his eyes disappeared, and he joked to Ange in a teasing tone.

"It's really Him! So this is the effect of the complete Word Spirit Emperor!"

Listening to the great bell sound coming from the void, Ange couldn't help but think of the incomplete word spirit found by his friend Nicolas Flamel. Ange once heard him say that ever since the Black King Nidhogg was executed on his throne, the beginning of all word spirits, the beginning of all serial numbers, the word spirit numbered 1, the Emperor, was no longer complete.

Based on their discoveries in the ruins, the description of this word spirit is basically consistent with the current situation.

It is rumored that in the ancient times, the majesty of the black dragon Nidhogg enveloped most of the world. When he sat on the throne and roared, the power of the Emperor of Words would spread throughout the entire continent. The powerful pressure was accompanied by the sound of mighty bells, and wherever he went, all the dragons and half-breeds would kneel in submission, looking in the direction of Nidhogg from afar and bowing respectfully.

"This may not be a spiritual word, but just a song of praise sung by the ministers to the king. However, over time, the song has acquired magical power."

Old Tang explained, shaking his head.

"Then do you know where the Black King will be reborn?"

Ange asked again, listening to the sound of the bell in the air, unable to tell where it came from.

"Before the King wakes up, no one can predict his existence. This is just his announcement of his return. It may be in the next second, or it may be ten thousand years later. No one knows the exact time of his return, but one thing is certain, he will be reborn from hell, with monstrous rage, execute all the betrayers, and then spit out black flames from his mouth to destroy the entire world."

Old Tang spoke directly without any intention of hiding anything. Since the situation had come to this point, there was no point in hiding anything.

"Destroy the world?"

The golden light in Ange's eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking. The air began to fall silent.

At the same time, not far from the academy, on the top of the mountain where Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong were watching the stars, a man in a black cloak, his whole body shrouded in shadows, listened to the loud bells echoing in the air. He stood there, staring motionlessly at the academy halfway up the mountain, as if he could hear the conversation between Old Tang and Angers as they bowed to each other as husband and wife.

"You are back after all? Then I have to move up my plan. I will attack you first, the king of the earth and the mountains. Only by devouring all my brothers and sisters can I escape this damn fate. Norton, I hope you won't let me down."

The man's voice was majestic and hoarse, as harsh as the noise produced by two pieces of iron rubbing against each other. He glanced again at the Kassel Academy that was on the verge of destruction. Through the cloak, one could see a complex look in the only golden eye under his mask. Then the man stretched out his hand and waved. The space fluctuated, and a transparent and twisted portal appeared. He pushed the door open and walked in. Without looking back, he disappeared on the top of the mountain, leaving only the whistling wind echoing on the top of the mountain.

And in faraway China, in a space similar to an old subway station, people were also awakened by the constantly echoing bells.

The original silence in the dark platform was broken. On the seemingly safe top of the station, pairs of golden eyes lit up, and then figures fell down one by one, spreading their huge wings, and kept circling in the empty station, making sharp cries from their mouths, as if celebrating the birth of a new king.

"Shut up! You traitors!"

A clear, slightly childish female voice came from the depths of the darkness, carrying a heavy majesty, which made those overly excited strange creatures quiet down again, but they were still circling in the air without any intention of stopping.

"Sister, don't be angry. They are not traitors. They just don't have brains."

A slightly honest boy's voice also sounded, trying to tell his sister not to be angry.

In the dark old subway station, the only place with light, a girl stood here, listening to the faint sound of bells in the air, with a very unhappy look on her face. Behind her, a huge creature whose size could not be seen at a glance stared at the girl with eyes bigger than hers, with a flattering look on its face. It was very strange that a flattering look could be seen on the hideous face of this huge creature. It was incredible.

"Sister, don't be angry, come and eat some potato chips, you will feel better after eating!"

The giant creature took out an opened bag of potato chips from somewhere. He swallowed, but still handed the chips to the girl. Then he turned his head away and stopped looking at them, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to take them out if he looked at them any longer.

The girl looked at the potato chips that were carefully held in the huge creature's huge palm. A trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, but then disappeared. She snatched the potato chips from the giant creature's hand and poured them all into her mouth. Because they had been opened for a long time, the potato chips were a little damp and not very delicious, but the girl still chewed them in big mouthfuls.

The giant creature felt its palm empty and quickly turned its head to look. It saw the girl pour half a bag of potato chips into her mouth and chew it with big mouthfuls. There was a trace of grievance in her eyes. Her big head lay on the ground like a wronged pug, her big eyes blinking, staring at the girl's small mouth that kept chewing.