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This is Siegfried's beloved sword!

It was also the only memento Siegfried left to himself after his death.

In her original destiny, even though she was not a hero and could not make this sword shine with its true brilliance, she did manage to use it briefly, driven by the intense flames of revenge in her heart.

Driven by the hatred that lingered in his heart, he completely reversed the radiant sword, dragging it along and forcibly unleashing a strike of despair, destruction, and hatred, beheading all his enemies.

This is an epic saga of revenge. Unfortunately, Krimhild no longer possesses the will to relentlessly unleash the sword's power, despite her frail body.

She never actually experienced the story from the original dream.

But—it doesn't matter…anyway, that image of myself, howling in grief, desperately and helplessly, yet still forcibly wielding this sword—that image—will forever be sealed deep in my memory.

This time, everything will be different.

Once Bardmonk is brought to that person's side, she will no longer have the opportunity to use it.

But—before leaving the palace, Krimhild looked back at her home with mixed feelings.

Thinking of her brother and father, who would stand against her and her 'husband' in her destiny, she subconsciously didn't want to think about it and didn't know how to face the two of them.

After all, they haven't yet committed the unforgivable sin that would drive them to despair. They are, after all, their closest relatives.

Even if she believed in the vision of fate and that Siegfried was her most worthy and destined other half, it didn't mean she wanted to turn against her family.

"Phew! It's alright—once we find my husband and help him overcome his final weakness, no one in this world can hurt him anymore. Then he won't have to go and save Brunhilde anymore, and that way—my brother won't hurt my husband out of jealousy for Brunhilde's love for him." In Krimhilde's view, although Siegfried possessed great strength and honor, Hagen didn't initially show much jealousy towards him, and was even willing to introduce himself as his sister to Siegfried.

Krimshilde was known as the most beautiful woman in Germany at the time. Even Siegfried's mother was worried that he would be bewitched by Krimshilde's stunning beauty and never come back to visit her again.

After all, while beautiful princesses are wonderful, those who are too beautiful seem unmanageable. My child, how could you fall for such an unparalleled beauty?

Before the legend of Krimhild resounded throughout the continent, who would have thought that this most beautiful woman in Germania, possessing beauty beyond compare, was not arrogant, but self-aware of her beauty and unrestrained by her talent (and appearance)...

On the contrary, they possess the most loyal and pure side when it comes to love.

This is as absurd as Su Daji transforming into Meng Jiangnu.

In short—given Krimhild's beauty, even if it was for the sake of exploitation, giving his sister, who possessed such beauty, to Siegfried shows that Hagen valued Siegfried highly in the early stages.

If Brunhilde hadn't acted as the catalyst, provoking Hagen's pride as a man, the conflict between the two might not have escalated to the point of resorting to violence. In that case, Brunhilde might not have been caught in the middle.

At this moment, Brunhilde, who was in the Temple of Flames, inexplicably felt like sneezing.

Since she started having prophetic dreams, she has never looked forward to tomorrow and the future as much as she does now.

She began to firmly believe that her 'hero' would surely arrive.

But how much longer will this take?

Please don't make me wait too long, Siegfried...

Brunhilde murmured the name to herself, then, as if remembering something, a shy blush appeared on her face.

At this moment, the Valkyrie was completely unaware that someone was preparing to prevent her from meeting her destined hero.

If Brunhilde knew what Krimhilde was thinking right now, she'd probably be so angry she could hardly breathe.

Meanwhile, at the same time—according to the prophecy in the dream, Knight Rakin also found Night and was now asking Night, his lord, to help him defeat the evil dragon, in exchange for sharing with Night a fortune comparable to the entire Norse world.

Night: "Oh? Since Fafnir was defeated by me, his lord, why should I share my spoils with you?"

Unexpectedly, the first person affected by the 'prophetic dream' would be Leijin, but he is different from the epic hero Siegfried, who had a master-disciple relationship with Leijin and softened upon receiving Leijin's pleas. Cough—I misspoke—he was the kind-hearted hero Siegfried.

Leijin had not taught him anything, and even if Ye originally intended to accomplish the great feat of killing Fafner, why should he accommodate this old man Deng and share his wealth with him?

Not to mention—in the myth, because of the prophecy that he would be killed by his apprentice, after Siegfried successfully slayed the dragon, Leigh not only did not intend to keep his promise to share the wealth with him, but also planned to secretly kill Siegfried.

If Siegfried hadn't been able to hear the voices of all things by bathing in dragon blood and hadn't learned from the birds' conversation that Leigh was planning to kill him, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to turn the tables on his opponent.

When faced with Lei Jin, who shamelessly came to try and get something for nothing, Ye's tone and gaze turned cold.

Chapter 193 What one desires, kill and take, is as good as a gift from heaven! Even the most powerful are filled with awe.

“I can reforge your holy sword—making your weapon even more powerful! The craftsmanship of the dwarves is something no one can trust.” Facing Ye’s cold gaze, Lejin nervously explained, feeling the pressure.

Pfft! Forgive me for bursting out laughing out loud.

The dwarves' craftsmanship is indeed very strong, but when it comes to reforging the holy sword, if I remember correctly, in the original myth, Lejin reforged the sword for Siegfried three times, wanting to forge a dragon-slaying holy sword.

As a result, the sword was never up to standard; it would break if too much force was used, and it simply could not withstand Siegfried's powerful magic.

In the end, Siegfried went to his own house and searched high and low, finding Gram, the sword hidden in the tree, before he was able to defeat Fafnir.

With such mediocre forging skills? They probably don't even have half the strength of Woland, whom Nightfall sensed before. How dare they claim they can reforge a stronger holy sword for him?

Night suddenly drew his demonic sword, flung it away, and it embedded itself firmly in the ground...

"Oh? Are you confident that you can reforge a holy sword that is even stronger than this one?" Dang Ye asked with a faint smile. At this moment, the demonic sword suddenly emitted a terrifying aura, as if it would engulf everything around it.

The overwhelming pressure immediately made Leijin realize that this sword had probably reached the level of a divinely crafted weapon.

It is comparable to the magical artifacts forged by legendary blacksmiths who exist only in ancient myths and legends and can be called forging gods.

This is absolutely beyond my skill level!

Startled, Lei Jin panicked and hastily came up with another excuse: "I...I'm the only one who knows the exact location of that evil dragon. I think you'll need me to provide the coordinates."

Night: "Very well—now tell me where Fafner is, Leigh—I'll only ask once."

As he spoke, Ye propped his cheek up with one hand, sitting in his seat and casually looking down at the view below.

It was just an ordinary seat, but he managed to make it look like he was sitting on a throne.

After he spoke that night, an even more chilling pressure emanated from the demonic sword.

That chilling cold, which seemed to freeze one's very soul, was a prelude to the demonic sword unleashing its power.

The most typical concept manifested in the halo of victory is that the winner deprives the loser of all rights.

The victor has the right to deal with everything the loser has to do with their spoils, and this has always been the case throughout history.

The concept of victory is very broad—plundering and seizing are merely its insignificant byproducts.

“You…!!” Lei Jin suddenly knelt down, bowing his head under the terrifying pressure.

He wanted to question Night: Wasn't he afraid that if he killed him, he wouldn't be able to find Fafnir's location?

But sensing that real killing intent, he knew that if he spoke and the answer wasn't what the other person wanted, his head would immediately roll off the bridge.

Realizing the terrible situation, Leijin immediately suppressed his arrogance and chose to submit.

'There is no room for questioning, and there is absolutely no opportunity to question!'

Finally, taking a deep breath, his voice trembling, Leikin said, "I understand—I will tell you the location of Fafnir. You are the destined king, the world king of Norse mythology, and the wealth that rivals the entire Norse world should rightfully belong to you. Leikin dares not ask for anything more, but hopes that you can successfully defeat that evil dragon."

Slay that evil dragon that made him unable to return home! Thinking this, Lejin gritted his teeth and finally—after revealing Fafner's coordinates to Night, having completely lost his bargaining chip, he planned to retreat. However, before leaving, a last vestige of resentment in his heart compelled him to ask the question that had been lingering in his mind…

Does the night not fear that killing him will cause him to lose the location of Fafnir?

When he declared that night that his power as the victor allowed him to control everything about the defeated, he was dumbfounded.

How can there be such domineering power in this world?

What Ye said next was even more deafening, as if a great bell was ringing in his heart.

"What I desire, I will kill and take away—it's as good as a gift from heaven! Why should I cooperate with others? After I kill you, the cards you hold can still be mine. The weak are not worthy to negotiate with the strong."

What a pure yet violent worldview. Simple yet domineering!

Leijin ultimately fled in a most disheveled state.

He was terrified—!!!

From the man's indifferent attitude, he even understood that the reason he was still alive was not because he had chosen to be loyal to the other party, but simply because he had never entered the other party's sight.

Whether or not to kill him depends entirely on the other party's mood.

He is so free-spirited and so vividly colored that he occupies a large space in this colorful world and has a tremendous presence.

Its powerful and free-spirited demeanor is almost like that of a pure-blooded dragon, a creature from legends that can fight gods and reside at the pinnacle of the world.

Perhaps only a creature like this could slaughter dragons, which are also at the top of the world's food chain.

To obtain something by conquering it with one's own strength is a manifestation of the concept of a 'conqueror'.

As the weaker party, Lei Jin was terrified that his life was not in his own hands and was completely controlled by the other party's whim, and he ran faster and faster.

His intuition was frantically reminding him of danger, danger, that man was extremely dangerous. Only after he had moved several hundred meters away and looked back, completely unable to see the man anymore, did his wildly beating heart gradually calm down.

But—once the sense of crisis subsided, Lei Jin couldn't help but look back in that direction again. At that moment, he felt a strange longing and yearning for that domineering and powerful demeanor.

"What you desire, kill and take away—it's as if it were a gift from heaven!" What kind of strong self-confidence and egotistical person could utter such words?

It's as if they see the world as a giant hunting ground.

It was as if it had transformed into a giant demon, holding a knife and fork in its hands, its eyes glowing with a terrifying red light, its hair flying wildly... as if it wanted to devour everything in the world, bringing such a powerful illusion to people.

Such a domineering figure is not only awe-inspiring, but also incredibly captivating.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, Sigourney, Persward, and others also learned of Night's astonishing plan to slay the dragon.

Slaying a dragon?

Everyone was astonished. This was a feat that no one had ever accomplished before, not even in the ancient epics of heroes.

Is it too difficult to target dragons as the enemy?

This made the girls feel worried.

That's a dragon!

The dragons in Scandinavia with names, such as Nighogd and Fafnir, are generally so powerful that even the gods fear them and find them troublesome.

If Fafnir, a vast fortune obtained through threats from Odin and the other gods, were so easily dealt with, wouldn't Odin have sent someone to eliminate it?

Chapter 194 No one will sing the praises of destruction; Several people: 6!

A monster that even the most powerful gods would not want to face!

This is the impression Sigourney and the others had of the evil dragon after learning about Fafnir's story.

But—in the man's eyes, his will never wavered in the slightest.

He smiled and said, "Has no one ever succeeded before? Then let me start..."

Slay the dragon!