Dragon Raja: Reboot

Chu Zihang rested his elbows on his thighs, his hands clasped under his chin, lost in thought.

That night, there was no doubt that my junior brother fought Odin, but I couldn't be sure whether Odin was dead.

In fact, he is not even sure whether Odin is the Dragon King.

In Norse mythology, Odin is the king of the gods who rules over the Aesir, and he is renowned for his power and prestige.

The Black King Nidhogg, who does nothing but gnaw on tree roots, serves more as a warning and harbinger of Ragnarok.

The real cause of Ragnarok was not Nidhogg, but the long-standing feud between the giants and the Aesir.

The main protagonists of this great war were the giants and the Aesir gods; Nidhogg was merely a horn-blower.

In Norse mythology, Nidhogg's status is far inferior to Odin's.

In the known secret history of the dragon race, Nidhogg the Black King is a supreme being of supreme virtue and supreme power, a black emperor who has not been recorded in history!

He is a great being standing at the highest point of dragon civilization, and is regarded as the origin of all dragons.

What about Odin?

He is not mentioned in the history of the dragon race.

Chu Zihang finds it difficult to completely match Norse mythology with the history of dragons because there are fundamental problems.

The Black King should be above all others, but in mythology he is merely a symbol.

of course.

If we follow the principle that "history is written by the victors," then Norse mythology's downplaying of the Black King's power and emphasizing the status of the Aesir gods seems perfectly logical.

But this leads to another problem...

At the end of Norse mythology, the World Tree collapsed, the gods perished, and even Odin died in that war, but Nidhogg lived until after Ragnarok!

If the goal is to marginalize the Black King, why not just let him die in this great battle?

Unable to resolve the conflict, Chu Zihang could only completely deny Norse mythology and then extract some useful information from it.

Odin learned of Ragnarok from the prophecy, and in order to prepare for the battle...

His thoughts suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

The junior brother grunted, rolled over, got up, pulled off his eye mask, and looked at him sleepily.

"...The train will arrive in an hour. You can rest a little longer," Chu Zihang said, glancing at the clock.

Lu Mingfei patted his forehead, got up and stretched, "No, I'll get stupid if I sleep any longer. I'm going to wash my face."

Watching Lu Mingfei walk towards the restroom, Chu Zihang's eyes flickered, but he finally made up his mind.

Tonight is a good opportunity.

He wanted to have a good talk with his junior brother.

Was the squeal that woke him from his nightmare... no, it was his junior brother's snoring, really just a coincidence?

A sense of urgency welled up in Chu Zihang's heart, and he felt inexplicably restless, especially now that he knew Odin might not be dead!

Everyone has a reason to live; it's the deepest conviction hidden in their heart, something they'd rather die than give up.

Chu Zihang had been prepared to die at any moment since he joined Kassel College. For this reason, he had repeatedly urged his mother and stepfather to have a second child so that when he died, someone could take his place and become the pillar in his mother's heart.

Sometimes he felt that he had died on that rainy night six years ago.

Those sitting here now are nothing more than souls driven by the fires of revenge.

Chu Zihang raised his right hand and pressed it against his chest, feeling his heart beating strongly.

It seemed that only in this way could he feel that he was still alive.

He no longer cared about anything; all he wanted was to one day cut off Odin's head, or watch Odin be pulled off his throne and have his head cut off!

Even if it meant cooperating with another "Ancient God," he was willing to do it!

……

……

"Lu Mingze".

Lu Mingfei went into the restroom on the waiting platform, washed his face with water, and called out in a low voice.

"Hey, I'm here!" Lu Mingze jumped out of the toilet stall, gave a serious salute, and said, "Corporal 007 reporting for duty, sir!"

Today he was dressed in the uniform of a low-ranking soldier, holding an MP5 submachine gun in his arms. It seemed that as long as his brother gave the order, he would immediately charge into battle with his gun and fight his way out!

Lu Mingfei was taken aback by his posture.

"Where did you get this? Can this gun even be fired?" Lu Mingfei snatched the submachine gun from Lu Mingze's hand with great interest, checked the magazine, and saw rows of bright yellow bullets neatly arranged.

In the post-apocalyptic era, a gun is standard equipment for everyone, but these submachine guns are just a tickle to true dragons. Hybrids with higher bloodlines can charge straight in with an MP5.

"You can! Brother, why don't you fire a burst of bullets outside and nip your cute little junior sister in the bud!" Lu Mingze urged and tempted from the side.

"Click."

Lu Mingfei skillfully cocked the gun, pressed the muzzle against Lu Mingze's head, and threatened, "Robbery!"

Lu Mingze, being very pragmatic, raised his hands and said with a mournful face, "No, no, no! My performance has been terrible lately, all my bonuses have been deducted, even the devil is broke!"

"Nothing left?"

"It's really gone!"

"Then answer a few questions for me."

"Please ask me anything, I will answer to the best of my knowledge!"

"Odin just came, didn't he?" Lu Mingfei lowered the muzzle of his gun.

"You sensed it correctly, that guy did enter Senior Brother's dream, but we messed it up," Lu Mingze shrugged.

"Shouldn't He be locked up in the Nibelungen right now? How can He interfere with reality now?" Lu Mingfei asked, squinting.

"Although I also look down on that guy, he does have some skills." Lu Mingze scratched his head. "Brother, we still need to focus on development right now. You and I both need time. Putting everything else aside, you should know that your body is far from awakened yet."

Lu Mingfei frowned: "I know, but I can't just stand by and watch Odin attack my senior brother."

"OK! I understand what you mean." Lu Mingze snapped his fingers. "Although Odin is our ally in a sense, whatever you say goes, brother. Who told that guy to be so blind as to offend your beloved senior brother?"

"But brother, you can rest assured for now. Odin is not yet ready to be born. He has indeed begun to interfere with the real world through his followers, but he does not currently have the ability to break free of his restraints and still act arrogantly in front of us brothers. We are indeed far from recovered, but this guy is not much better off than us. He just has a bunch of lackeys running around for him."

Lu Mingze's expression was disdainful and contemptuous, and his tone was casual and nonchalant.

Lu Mingfei was not surprised by his attitude at all.

Whether in his previous life or this one, Lu Mingze has always looked down on and despised Odin.

"But I can't always be by my senior brother's side, ready to pull him out of his nightmares at any time," Lu Mingfei sighed.

"Oh, you mean that? Odin was able to interfere with Chu Zihang's dream across nearly 10,000 kilometers because of the mark he left behind back then, and he also paid the price for it."

Lu Mingze said earnestly,

"Chu Zihang visited the Nibelungen six years ago. Odin left a mark on him, a kind of mark, meaning 'the one he chose'."

"But this mark is not permanent. After this, he will be unable to track Chu Zihang for at least a year."

"He's willing to pay the price to do this, not only to pinpoint Chu Zihang's location, but also probably to test us."

"The battle not long ago not only surprised me, but also frightened our old friend."

Lu Mingfei suddenly asked, "You were there the night Odin appeared six years ago, weren't you?"