Simultaneous Transmigration: Minor Characters Don't Be Cannon Fodder

After much deliberation and weighing the pros and cons, Xia Mi decided to temporarily form an alliance with the White King.

She also desperately wanted to know what news was affecting her and Fenrir's lives.

"Alright, I agree to temporarily form an alliance to help you stop Odin's clone."

"However, it's agreed that I will only deal with Odin's clones. If his main body comes or there are other enemies, I will not interfere."

"No problem." The white-haired Erii nodded.

"Now can you tell me the specific content of that message?"

Xia Mi asked, arms crossed.

"Hehe, as you wish."

"You and your brother have been found in the Nibelungen region of Beijing."

"If I hadn't woken up prematurely, according to the established script, after Norton and Constantine died, it would have been your turn."

"And the guy who leaked the information was Odin. He has a hunter website and he has almost all the information about the Dragon Kings."

"When the time is right, the wanted poster will be spread, attracting humans to kill the Dragon King."

"However, the executioners are not Odin; those responsible for your executions will be the Son and the Holy Spirit."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Mi's pretty face turned deathly pale.

Actually, when she heard that Odin had prepared methods to hunt them down, she only frowned.

After all, similar schemes among dragon kings have been commonplace for thousands of years.

However, when the white-haired Erii mentioned the Holy Son and the Holy Spirit, Xia Mi's expression changed drastically almost instantly, and her golden eyes opened completely out of control.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could the Holy Spirit appear? The Holy Son is clearly still..."

"Still nailed to the cross by the Spear of Longinus?"

Erii with white hair finished speaking for her.

Nidhogg the Black King is a Trinity, consisting of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

In ancient times, in order to maintain his supreme rule, the Holy Father conspired with four kings to betray the newborn Holy Son.

He was nailed to a cross with the Spear of Longinus, so that the next Son of the Black King would remain in a state of being half-dead, and no Holy Spirit would be born.

Only the Holy Father will forever be the Black King, ruling over the dragons.

Xia Mi originally thought that the only person they would face in the future, the Black King, was the Holy Father.

But now it seems they will have to face the reckoning of the Son and the Holy Spirit before the Father returns.

Although she and Fenrir were only accomplices at the time and were not fully involved.

But thinking back on everything they had done to the Holy Son, Xia Mi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Pfft~" Seeing Xia Mi's somewhat distorted expression, the white-haired Erii suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha!!"

Hearing Erii's laughter, Natsumi gradually came to her senses and looked at Erii with a puzzled expression.

She didn't understand what was so funny. Could it be that the White Emperor was really a complete madman who wasn't afraid of the Black King at all, just like the records described?

"Hehe, sorry, sorry."

"I just thought it was a bit ridiculous that you used to joke around with the Holy Spirit every day, but now you're so scared."

"ha?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Natsumi, standing in front of the white-haired Erii, froze.

After a long silence, he couldn't help but ask.

"You mean I've always followed the Holy Spirit?"

"How is that possible? I clearly didn't sense his presence!"

"And the only people I've always followed are Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei."

"Chu Zihang is definitely not a Holy Spirit. That guy has Odin's mark on him, and I know his lineage very well."

"As for Lu Mingfei, isn't that guy just a good-for-nothing? He couldn't possibly be a Holy Spirit. How could the Supreme Being be such a loser? If he were a Holy Spirit, I would..."

Seeing Xia Mi's resolute denial, Erii, whose hair was gradually turning white, smiled slightly.

As Xia Mi spoke, she happened to notice the white-haired Erii's lips beginning to curve upwards. Suddenly realizing something, she began to speak in a softer and softer voice.

Finally, she stopped, swallowed hard, and tentatively asked the white-haired Erii.

"Judging from your expression, could that loser Lu Mingfei really be the Holy Spirit?"

"That's right!" The white-haired Erii nodded, squinting her eyes.

"Gulp! Kill me!"

Upon seeing the white-haired Erii nod in affirmation, Natsumi slumped into her chair, utterly devastated.

Is she like a lamb entering a tiger's den? She's practically delivering herself to the Holy Spirit's doorstep; does she want to die even faster?

Across from her, observing Xia Mi's changing expressions, the white-haired Erii couldn't resist adding insult to injury once again.

"I forgot to tell you, the Son is able to connect with the Holy Spirit."

"That person who frequently sneaks into Lu Mingfei's mind to spy on you~"

"Ugh!" Hearing Erii's finishing blow, Natsumi couldn't help but shudder.

The thought of the Supreme Being she once feared most, who often lurked around her like a vengeful spirit, sent shivers down her spine.

Being spied on by the Black King, that's terrifying for a dragon!

"Hey, Izanami, do you think I can cocoon again this time?"

"Lu Mingfei and I are such good friends, he'll definitely leave me his ashes, right?"

If it were other dragon kings watching, Xia Mi felt that if she died, so be it; she could always fight again in the next life.

But if the Black King were watching her, she felt that she would most likely not have a next life.

Based on her understanding of the Black King, she knew that whether it was the cruel Father or the ruthless Son, they would surely grind her and Fenrir to dust.

Thinking this, Xia Mi's entire dragon turned grayish-white.

Seeing the pessimistic look on Teacher Daiya's face, the white-haired Erii covered her mouth and chuckled.

Then he stood up, sat down beside her, and gently stroked Xia Mi's soft, long hair like a mother would.

"Dear Jormungandr, you don't have to be so pessimistic."

"Given Lu Mingfei and the others' recovery speed, I had already recovered before they reached their full potential."

"Moreover, after this recovery, I will become even stronger for some reason, so even if the Black King really intends to settle scores with you, I am confident that I can defeat him."

The white-haired Erii spoke with a confident smile.

Xia Mi was born after the death of the White King and never witnessed the White King's true power.

However, according to historical records, the White Emperor was of equal status to the Black Emperor.

Therefore, Erii's words, especially since she now holds the Shared World, still have some credibility.

With the help of her other clones, the white-haired Erii has now acquired talents that surpass the limits of the White King.

If they were to fight the Black King in the future, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.

However, Xia Mi couldn't help but ask again.

"Will they really win?"

"We will win!"

The white-haired Erii nodded affirmatively.