Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

As the Gold Saint of Ophiuchus, he possesses terrifying power capable of unleashing all the special techniques of the 88 Saints.

He is truly the man closest to God, not only in terms of status and position, but also in terms of power and skill, he absolutely dominates all the other Saints.

The strongest Gold Saints—! The most talented heroes! Even though the Cosmo of Night and the creation of the Gold Saints are fundamentally different from that world, they are merely superficial replicas. Even the goddess of faith has changed.

But since he bears the title of Pope and the name of such a powerful man, he should naturally have the corresponding talent and domineering presence; otherwise, he would be a laughingstock.

That was a charging motion before throwing a punch—!

This posture caused Odin, who understood combat and had a completely unobstructed view of the night's actions from God's perspective, to suddenly widen his remaining single eye.

What is this supposed to be?

An absurd idea suddenly arose in Odin's mind.

He wouldn't—want to smash this storm to pieces with one punch, would he?

Impossible. Even if it can't be called divine power, its scale and strength, under the influence of Odin's divine power, could be described as divine power.

This is a truly indestructible natural disaster, not just a simple natural calamity.

Of course—not to mention such a real natural disaster, even an ordinary natural disaster without any mystery is definitely not something that humans can smash (create) with their fists.

Ultimately, how can one resist this seemingly tangible yet intangible space with their fists, the omnipresent torrential rain, the raging winds from all directions, the ever-present, swift and violent lightning, and the surging, unpredictable tides?

at this time--

Ye Shen exhaled deeply, and with a powerful breath adjustment, his breath transformed into a sharp arrow that pierced through the suddenly attacking waves ahead.

This bizarre scene immediately terrified and silenced all who witnessed it.

The next moment, an even more breathtaking and awe-inspiring scene unfolded!

When all the power in one's body is gathered to its peak, even without the explosion of one's inner universe, one can unleash the ultimate martial art that originally required the inner universe to be unleashed to its limit, simply by using the power of the physical body to its limit.

"Mount Lu - Rising Dragon Fist!!!"

Roar! A dragon's roar exploded—the Azure Dragon was born, and all the spiritual light gathered in an instant, finally unleashing a punch that resembled the fury of a celestial dragon. Its open eyes shone with a domineering and fierce light that was dazzling to behold.

Then—a terrifying and powerful dragon species that had never appeared in the Norse universe, or even in Greek or Celtic mythology, suddenly appeared, its form formed from azure celestial dragon energy, and soared into the sky with astonishing power!

Bang~! ! !

The moment he unleashed this attack, Night's upper body clothes suddenly burst open, revealing his strong, well-defined muscles and athletic physique.

At that moment, as the Azure Dragon soared into the sky, everything in the sky seemed to be suppressed and quieted down, except for the fierce dragon roar.

The rain stopped at that moment, and then suddenly flowed upstream.

The storm—against the current—!

The awe-inspiring Heavenly Dragon and the astonishing scene of a single punch reversing the flow of a storm filled everyone with awe and fear.

Even Odin stared wide-eyed in shock at the sky above.

Boom!

Chapter 218 Noble, majestic, and magnificent, such a beautiful creature!

As the Azure Dragon's head, imbued with distinctly Eastern charm, soars into the sky, its form, a blend of mystery and power, rises through the heavens, its whiskers fluttering—its beautiful horns resembling those of a unicorn, its scales like silver armor…

The moment the majestic dragon roar resounded, it awakened the fear and awe of that terrifying creature ingrained in people's ancient DNA.

Dragon—! This is the kind of concept that comes to mind as soon as one clearly witnesses that graceful figure dancing in the air and freely roaming the sky.

Even though they had never seen such a dragon species before.

Even if the dragon in their minds is not like this at all, far from being so sacred, ancient, majestic, beautiful and noble!

But—for some reason, it seemed that the meaning conveyed by that dragon-shaped energy deeply affected everyone who witnessed this scene.

The radiance of the Azure Dragon seemed to reverse the flow of time.

As the storm began to reverse, and the winds from all directions began to surge until they were finally forcibly calmed, countless people who had fallen into the deep sea seemed to see the dawn in that instant.

In the dawn—the Azure Dragon soared, and then all the suffocation and sense of impending doom vanished.

The surging waves are calming down... splash, splash—for a moment or two, finally...

The dark clouds were dispersed, and then countless dazzling rays of sunlight suddenly appeared on the sea, and the entire sea returned to a calm and peaceful state.

The dark clouds have been dispersed.

With a thud, Odin's staff suddenly slipped and fell into the water with a splash, but he didn't care at all, instead staring blankly at the distant sky.

impossible……

What kind of creature is that?!

A dragon? Even he, the god of wisdom, had never seen such a beautiful... dragon!

Shining, radiant, beautiful, magnificent, and noble—the dragon!

In Scandinavia, dragons are synonymous with evil and powerful forces; they are ominous symbols that bring misfortune and could never have been associated with words like nobility, majesty, or magnificence.

But anyone who saw the scene just now couldn't help but think of one word—the savior of the world!

I was instantly captivated by such a beautiful creature, and it sparked an endless desire to explore and yearn for it.

I want to conquer such a beautiful thing, to make it my pet—or even my mount.

In that instant, even the eight-legged divine steed lost its allure.

And in that brief moment when Odin was distracted, the ship began to sail further into the distance.

Odin did not choose to continue attacking... He was just standing there, seemingly lost in thought, watching Night's figure disappear into the distance.

……

……

With a soft thud, that night, their feet landed on a deserted island, and in the distance, they could already see their final destination, the Grenatehide Mountains.

Not far from the coast, there was a desolate patch of scorched earth, covered with gravel, and a wide trail left by a giant dragon.

The dragon trail connects to the stream at the foot of the mountain and the cave at the top.

Those who have never seen a dragon would probably not be able to understand what terrifying creature caused that deep scar.

For someone who has seen too many dragons, the aura of a dragon species is all too clear.

'Fafnir—it's right here—!' He closed his eyes slightly, opening all his senses... as if he could already hear the breathing of the enormous dragon with immense life force dwelling in the mountain at the end of his vision.

It seems he came to the right place.

It was at this moment that, through his extraordinary perception that allowed him to hear the breath of all things, Night discovered a faint, somewhat peculiar life force washed ashore on the coast, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Following the direction of the aura, Ye finally saw a girl whose clothes clung to her skin, revealing her exquisite and alluring curves, as she carried a sword-shaped package.

Are they people who perished in the previous storm and were washed ashore by the sea?

'That sword—' Yes, it should be a sword. As Ye walked toward the other party, a sudden, inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

It was as if by fate—a sense of destiny connected him with the sword in the girl's arms.

No, it shouldn't be said that it was his destiny, but rather that as the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried, inheriting the name of this individual inevitably led to the legend he would receive.

By tracing back to the source, it would soon be possible to understand what exactly caused him to resonate with it, and Ye Xin's interest was piqued.

After a moment's thought, he simply hoisted the girl up with one hand and placed her and the magic sword on his shoulder, then began walking towards his destination, the Genitehide Mountains.

Along the way, Ye also used the power of his cosmos to envelop the girl's body and heal her ailments.

That warm little universe is as comforting as finding a safe harbor in the cold tide. The power of the little universe is omnipotent, and it is not just about destruction, but also about creation.

Destruction and creation are both within our grasp.

Speaking of Ophiuchus, its prototype is the god of medicine, a demigod. He could even use the strongest Gold Saints, whose power surpasses the Big Bang, to heal; the potential of his cosmos is far greater than anyone imagines.

Krimshild was incredibly lucky—she found the person she was looking for while she was unconscious, without even realizing it.

When the power of the universe enveloped her body, even the pained frown in her sleep gradually eased, and she couldn't help but wiggle her little bottom to find a more comfortable position to continue sleeping.

The high fever subsided imperceptibly under the influence of this magical power, and in her dream—Krimhildr seemed to have encountered something happy and wonderful, a sweet smile involuntarily appearing on her lips.

The nightmare was over. The place was no longer suffocating and deep. She dreamed that she and Siegfried had successfully met and that she had helped him kill the evil dragon again. This time, Siegfried, who had been reminded by her and bathed in all the dragon's blood, was stronger than ever!

No one in the world can hurt him anymore.

Finally, the two returned to their kingdom and held a grand wedding with the blessings of their brother and father.

In a daze—the figure that had always been blurry in my dream now had a clear appearance.

It seems like I've seen it somewhere before.

Krimshild froze, then suddenly turned pale.

She remembered that she had fallen into the deep sea, and then—just as she was about to lose consciousness completely, she saw a light—!

A figure swung his fist, unleashing a dazzling azure dragon light. Under that light, his clear and powerful figure was so striking that even the waves could not obscure it. His powerful dragon-shaped fist intent was clearly reflected in people's minds.

At that moment, Siegfried's appearance overlapped with that heroic, savior-like figure!

Chapter 219 Hello, my lord…! Ah, no, I called you the wrong person!

"Husband...?!" Krimhild, who had woken up from her sleep at some point, found herself being carried and turned her head slightly to see a familiar face. She instinctively exclaimed with surprise and shyness.

No, that's not right...

This isn't a dream! There's been a mistake—she actually screamed! Ahhh—!

An overwhelming sense of embarrassment washed over Krimshild's fair cheeks, tinging them with a blush.

The two had found an open space and lit a campfire to rest for the time being.

“Thank you for saving me—! Sorry, I mistook you for someone else just now,” Krimshild said, taking the initiative to speak.

"It's alright—did you just mistake me for your husband?" Night's words and indifferent gaze made Krimhild even more embarrassed. She was now restless and fidgeted, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands.

"I am Krimhild, may I ask your name?" She did not respond, choosing to skip over the awkward topic.

She couldn't very well say that she fantasized about the night as the image of her dream husband, could she? That would definitely make her seem like a pervert.

"A name? Just call me Siegfried." A glint of light flashed in Night's eyes when he heard the name Krimshild, and he spoke.

Unlike Ye, who remained calm even upon hearing the familiar name Krimshild.

On the other side, Krimhildr exclaimed upon hearing the name of the person she had been longing for: "The original Siegfried...?! You, you just said your name was... what?"