From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 175 The price of greed is the Dragon's Descent!

"It's you?" The moment Gao uttered those words, everyone present turned around abruptly!
In the eyes of this group of people, what happened yesterday was practically public information.

Every person in this message was recorded by them; it was an agent's instinct. That's why they felt a sudden surge of emotion when they heard those two names!

Their gazes swept over the two men as if they were looking at some diluted treasure.

Of course, Professor Torre was just an extra; not many people would actually go to see him, since he was an old man and there wasn't much to see.

But Olafell is different. A descendant of the dragon slayer, the wielder of the dragon slayer's weapon, and a young man who can be considered the biggest winner in that extraordinary adventure, among the confirmed lineage of ancient heroes.

Most importantly, judging from their current performance, unlike their classmates and teachers, they seem to have experienced no "side effects" whatsoever!

However, while some of the others were still hesitant, Gao stepped forward first, extending his hand. "Gao Simmons, Deputy Director of the America Special Affairs Bureau!"

"Hello, Director Simmons, I am Torre Eric, a professor at ETH Zurich!"

"I am the professor's student, my name is Olafur Thorsen!"

Without any pleasantries or formalities, Professor Torre immediately said, "You must be from different countries, right? Don't bother explaining or trying to cover it up. You've come out so openly, you must be unafraid of being investigated!"

That's true; they came out so casually, they didn't take this country seriously at all.

Ultimately, we are all top players on this planet. When we are in someone else's country, we need to be mindful of our boundaries. In a small country like this, we can't act recklessly for fear of causing any negative international repercussions.

"I also received a call last night, but I didn't do any business with you. Similarly, I advised you not to make any transactions casually, but it seems no one listened to me!"

Professor Torre sighed and said, "The result is what's happening in the hotel now... Olafell told me that in the time we've been out, he's seen six people dead in the hotel!"

Upon hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but ask, "Professor, what exactly happened when you went to that cave? Why is this place like this...?"

“Nothing happened in the cave, just as you know!” Professor Torre explained. “The only difference is that they didn’t tell you that what Orphion and Derian said was that each person could only take one item!”

"And they, each of them, took more than they deserved!"

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged bewildered glances. "Everyone took more than they were entitled to? Seven people took twenty-four extraordinary items... that's more than three items per person on average!"

Gao sighed, "Greed leads to consequences, right?"

“Yes, this disaster, from beginning to end, was caused by greed!” Torre said firmly. “In Norse mythology, even the gods dare not exchange what they want for something without paying a price. How could they dare?”

"Are we just going to stand by and watch?" Bharat's intelligence chief frowned. "Commissioner Singh is in there too. Can we find a way to rescue them?"

Professor Torre shook his head, opened the book in his hand, and slowly said, "It's impossible. The book says it very clearly: the price of greed is becoming the treasure itself! They thought they had gained the extraordinary, but in reality, the extraordinary gained them!"

"The curse of these extraordinary items is that they themselves become part of the extraordinary creation. In fact, their lives end the moment they greedily acquire these things and lose control of their desires!"

His book turned to that page, which contained an explanatory poem about the curse of greed:
When André's fingertips touched the golden pebbles of the Rhine

The furnace then branded the lines of repentance into the palm of his hand:
"Those who let (wealth) taint their life line,
They will surely be devoured by the livestock!

"Fafnir's golden mortar, where he lies curled up."

Each gold coin sprouted fangs and began gnawing at the dragon's belly:
"You build your nest with (hatred),"

This molten pool will eventually boil your pupil scales! (These words are runes)

“Fafner…that’s the dragon my ancestor Sigurd killed!” Olafel explained. “Legend says he transformed from a dwarf into a dragon because of greed!”

"Greed turned him into a dragon, and greed turned my classmates and teachers into monsters!"

The agents remained noncommittal; after all, if they were in that position, probably few of them could resist taking advantage of it.

Therefore, the price they have to pay for this greed is almost something they have to bear!
Just then, the English agent noticed the ring on Torre's finger and suddenly realized something. "Wait, Professor, you just said that if you can control your greed, you can get out of this situation... Could it be..."

“Yes, I took this ring from the hotel. One of my students gave it to me before he died…” Torre said with some regret, “A fine young man, and he died in such a pointless place because of this!”

“But I didn’t become a monster because I had no desire to possess it!” He held the ring out on his hand for everyone to see.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it at the same time. The extraordinary things they had just been discussing were right in front of them. How could they not be excited?
"Look, what I just took out has also aroused your greed. So, gentlemen, I'll ask you one more time: what is the price of greed?" the professor said helplessly. How could these people not consider the consequences at all!
"Do you also want to get involved and become the price of this conflict?"

Torre's words seemed to freeze the surrounding air and make everyone in the area suddenly calm down!

Yes, they saw the terrible scene before them and knew clearly what had happened in the hotel, yet they still stared greedily at the ring. Weren't they also victims of greed?
"Roar!" Just then, everyone heard a huge roar from inside the hotel, a roar that didn't sound like a human voice!

Then, a violent tremor resounded, and this five-star hotel, which was extremely famous even in Reykjavik, collapsed right in front of them!

The collapse sent a chill down everyone's spine. Their high-ranking officials were all inside, and now... even if they weren't dead, they probably didn't have much life left.

However, they soon lost interest in worrying about their superiors. After all, in the ruins of the building, a "fat man" who was four or five meters tall stood there with bright red skin, a terrifying and ferocious face, and "supernatural items" hanging all over his body!
Knives, swords, spears, rings, jewelry, necklaces...

Those things that originally belonged to different people have now all come to him. It seems that this fat man, who still has fragments of police uniform on his body, has become the sole winner of this battle royale!
And that roar just now came from his mouth!
This is not the end, but rather the beginning of another transformation!
Under everyone's gaze, the fat man slowly lay down, and his huge body suddenly split open in a terrifying flame!

"Roar!" An even larger flame spread throughout the hotel, covering almost every area and completely extinguishing the people's desire to rescue them.

Those who survive this flame won't need their help anymore. The high-ranking officials of all nations in this country are likely to be wiped out this time…

Then, the flames gradually died down, and the police chief named Larster, that fat man, disappeared from the flames. In his place was an enormous dragon of exaggerated size!

Its eyes seemed to be burning with flames. It spread its wings, its wingspan of more than ten meters, and then let out an even more deafening roar that shattered the surrounding glass!
"Fafnir has become a dragon..." Everyone murmured this phrase. The extraordinary miracle that had appeared before their eyes completely crushed the last shred of hope in their hearts.

Torre recited ancient poems, which transformed into a sincere prayer:
Those who are extremely greedy will inevitably fall into a self-destructive cycle, like a giant python devouring itself:

"Sailing can measure the ocean."

Greed is insatiable in Khvaghmir!

The warning in the Prose Edda is like a prophecy from a thousand years ago: "Fafner's gold is still wriggling, always seeking new parasites in its abdomen!"

A giant dragon spreads its wings and soars over the city!

But this is not a natural disaster, but rather a calamity of desire brought about by human error!
This enormous red dragon was born from the flames, yet it possessed an indescribable and terrifying power!
PS: Thank you to the author of "The Python Devouring the Gods" for the 500 Qidian Coins and to the author of "Original Lu Xue" for the 100 Qidian Coins. Thank you very much!

(Wow, that's fast, almost 10,000 rewards again, slow down... I really want to take a break)

(End of this chapter)