Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

Is there a time limit to this IQ?

It's hard to describe how I feel right now, but Odin can't exactly grab Genjiro by the ear and lecture her that what she's doing is wrong and that the right thing to do is to play it safe and develop properly. That wouldn't be appropriate either!

After all, he's Odin, not Herzog, not Genji's teacher. But this guy doesn't seem to have listened to Herzog either...

Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm his turbulent emotions, Odin spoke, his tone cold and hard: "Are you really that eager to die?"

"Don't worry about whether I'm courting death or not, you're not leaving today." Yuan Zhinv was like a rogue, her smile even carrying a hint of banditry. At this moment, she looked no different from those hot-blooded yakuza thugs on the streets of Japan who would risk their lives for no reason.

As everyone knows, you can't reason with thugs; it's like talking to a brick wall. They'll just wave their baseball bats and yell, "What are you yelling about?" leaving their intellectual opponents feeling utterly powerless...

Odin has this feeling now. He considers himself a cultural dragon, but his opponent doesn't care about culture at all, only about fists.

If the location and environment were different, Odin would be more than happy to see Genjiro courting death. Although the two did not officially fight, his strength as the pseudo-Black King was not afraid of Genjiro at all.

The problem is that there's a huge creature sleeping right below, which is really annoying. It's obvious that waking that creature would result in mutual destruction, but we're hesitant to act, while Genji seems completely unconcerned.

Is this a case of fools having good fortune?

Taking another deep breath, Odin, feeling helpless, could only try to reason with them. He pointed to the enormous creature that was faintly visible underwater: "Do you know what that is?"

"That is Nidhogg, the strongest known creature on Earth. He is a god to the people of this planet, the unchanging ruler, and the top of the food chain."

The man said in a song-like voice, "His body is a treasure trove of genes. A small amount of blood can transform an organism. He was still in an embryonic state when he was killed, so he didn't have time to transfer his nucleus."

"You've already experienced the joy of power, haven't you? But in his presence, the White King is nothing more than a slave. I know you're a proud person, and you can't accept anyone being superior to you, can you? As long as we make good use of him, we can become the true rulers, the rulers of the entire world!"

"I've already said that I'm willing to share the world with you. Do you think I'm not sincere enough? Or rather, what kind of sincerity do you expect me to show before you'll believe me?"

"I'm even willing to sign a blood pact with you," the man said arrogantly.

When he said this, it was as if a rich man was giving alms to a beggar, but the rich man didn't think there was anything wrong with his attitude; he even thought that the beggar should be grateful for the favor.

Instead of answering his question, Yuan Zhinv asked, "Didn't you ask me why I have such a deep hatred for you?"

Odin adopted an attentive listening expression, not only because he believed that resolving the misunderstanding between the two would lead to cooperation, but also because he was genuinely curious.

His own brothers were killed and eaten by Genji, yet he could act as if nothing had happened. He couldn't understand where Genji's deep-seated hatred for him came from.

What kind of hatred could make her even willing to give up her position as the world's supreme ruler?

Yuan Zhinu looked at the man in front of her, her tone devoid of any anger, calm as if it were none of her business: "From the moment I was born, I have lived under your surveillance."

“I know I’m being watched by you, and I know I’m just a pawn in your game, but I’m too weak to fight back. I can’t even kill Herzog, let alone you who’s behind Herzog.”

"I have lived under your surveillance for twenty years. Under your manipulation, I have been abandoned by everyone. No one believes me, no one understands me, and even my closest relatives misunderstand me."

"Compared to Herzog's brutal training of me, those brushes with death were nothing. What made me despair was the gap, the gap that I might never be able to avenge in this lifetime. I was unwilling, but I was helpless."

"You know, there were several times when I almost couldn't hold on anymore. I thought I might as well just die, then I wouldn't have to suffer like this anymore. But I'm not willing to accept that."

“I know that in your eyes I was like an ant all those years ago. You could decide my life or death with a single thought. The gap between us was like an insurmountable chasm, like that between a god and a mortal.”

She sighed softly, "But I'm not reconciled."

After many years, she finally broke free of her shackles and gained her freedom. She should have been overjoyed, but a person who has been to hell and returned must have become a demon.

Yuan Zhinu raised her blood-red eyes, so vividly red they seemed about to drip tears of blood. The girl resembled a demon crawling out of hell, her crimson lips opening and closing.

“I’ve hated you for years, and I’m still standing here today just to kill you.”

"Even if I am not as strong as you, even if you kill me, even if I am just an ant in your eyes, I will still kill you."

"So many years of bloodshed and hatred, there has to be a result, otherwise how can I face that seventeen-year-old girl who died in the dry well? How can I face the pain and tears of those years of struggle?"

The girl's voice was like a lonely bird, quietly lingering in a silent world. Her tone was not particularly erratic, yet it conveyed a deep-seated hatred, a bloodthirsty resentment.

Inside the helicopter, which was slowly descending, Genji listened to these words in a daze. His memory had not returned, but tears involuntarily streamed down his face.

But the man was completely unaware, letting his tears fall. Yuan Zhisheng felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles, and an overwhelming sense of guilt almost drowned him. He was in so much pain that he could barely hold onto the joystick.

But none of this mattered to Genji; she simply looked at the man before her and slowly drew her sword.

"So, stop talking nonsense. Today, right here, either you or I have to die."

Odin was also looking at her. Their gazes met in the air, like two noble kings scrutinizing each other. He finally put away his condescending attitude, because he realized that the woman before him was no longer an ant whose life and death he could control at will.

She is the White Queen, the noble White Queen.

Knowing that this battle was unavoidable, he stopped wasting his breath, resumed his elegant and proud stance, and whistled.

The neighing of horses echoed between the sky and the sea. An eight-legged celestial horse, spewing thunder, came flying from the distant horizon, a curved spear hanging on its back.

Thousands upon thousands of crows appeared out of nowhere, circling overhead and forming a black vortex. The sky quickly darkened, and within the endless clouds, flashes of lightning and rumbles of thunder could be faintly heard.

The man mounted his horse, spear in hand, and transformed back into a noble god from mythology. With a casual wave of his hand, he donned his signature sky-blue cloak.

"You're already a Black King, aren't you going to change your equipment?" Yuan Zhinv said with a smile. Before she finished speaking, silver-white scales emerged from under her skin, densely covering her entire body.

Huge, jade-like white wings unfolded behind her, her long white hair trailing to her feet like a white crown, and golden flames burning in her scarlet eyes.

Her figure was both ferocious and holy; her pure white body resembled that of an angel who pities the world, yet her scarlet eyes made her seem like a bloodthirsty and cruel demon.

With her left hand she wielded the Spider Cutter and with her right, the Child Cutter wielded the blades, flames rising from them. Odin slowly raised his spear, which crackled with electricity and rumbled with faint thunder.

They both knew that the other had the ability to suppress the power of words, so they tacitly refrained from using words. The duel between kings has always relied solely on bloodshed.

They roared as they charged into the sky, their widest battlefield.

Since the beginning of human history, there may never have been such a magnificent decisive battle.

Even among the dragon race, this has almost never happened.

Even Xia Mi, who is already a fully-fledged dragon king, can only temporarily avoid his sharp edge, fearing that getting too close would cause collateral damage.

In the unseen sky, the sounds of clashing weapons filled the air. It was a fierce battle where every strike drew blood. Spears and double swords drew black and red streaks of blood, and each impact stirred up a large amount of elemental turbulence. They roared, they fought, and they used every means at their disposal.

Because this is a war between kings, only death can end it!

High-speed air currents of extremely high and low temperatures alternately tore through the clouds and wounded both sides in the final battle. Spears and double swords clashed incessantly, leaving various hideous wounds on each other.

Both sides suffered repeated injuries, all fatal wounds to their internal organs and bones, but their powerful regenerative abilities were constantly at work, repairing the broken tendons, bones, and internal organs, forcing them to reassemble so that they could once again engage in brutal combat.

Their movements were so fast that it was dazzling. In the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged blows several times. This was a true life-or-death battle, with old and new grudges mixed together, and both sides wishing the other dead.

Odin, after all, is the Dragon King. His previous attempts to extend olive branches were merely a matter of weighing the pros and cons. He simply didn't find Genji any pleasing to the eye.

After listening to Yuan Zhinü's words, he knew that the hatred between the two sides had reached an irreconcilable point, so he naturally would no longer hold back.

Now is not the time to worry about waking Nidhogg. He is willing to hold back his power, but Genji is not. So the only outcome can be that he is killed.

He naturally didn't want to see this outcome, so he decided to put everything aside and kill this eyesore first.

But to those on the ground, all this fighting was just thunder in the sky. Lightning repeatedly illuminated the gaps in the dark clouds, as if a flashing dragon was weaving through the clouds, spewing out lightning.

Lu Mingfei strained to look up, but could see nothing. He was filled with anxiety, especially when he saw Xia Mi's face turn pale, which made him sweat profusely.

"How is it? How is it?" he couldn't help but ask, "Can you see? How is Senior Sister? Can she win?"

Xia Mi slowly shook her head, her voice becoming hoarse at some point: "The situation is not very optimistic."

Lu Mingfei's heart leaped into his throat, his eyes instantly reddened, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Why is this happening? How could Senior Sister not be able to beat him? Isn't Senior Sister... invincible?"

He received no answer, because Xia Mi didn't know how to answer him either.

All of this was beyond Xia Mi's comprehension. Thousands of years ago, when the Black King executed the White King, the four monarchs had not yet been born, so this decisive battle was also an unfamiliar thing to them.

Both Genjiro and Odin were far more powerful than she could comprehend. She could only see that Genjiro was at a disadvantage, but she couldn't understand the rest.

Her silence was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lu Mingfei's voice changed with anxiety: "What happened? Tell me!"

"What else could it be? Your senior sister couldn't beat them."

The devil's eerie voice rang out. Lu Mingfei was startled at first, then turned around sharply. Sure enough, he saw a boy jumping and kicking pebbles on the ruins formed by countless pieces of broken earth not far away.

Noticing Lu Mingfei's gaze, the boy tilted his head and smiled at him, his red lips and white teeth making him look like a pampered young master from a wealthy family.

The only problem was that he was wearing that damn funeral suit again!

The moment Lu Mingfei saw the black suit, his breathing became heavier. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he were looking at a mortal enemy, staring intently at Lu Mingze.

"Brother, what's with that expression?" The devil sighed. "Please get this straight, you only used a quarter of your life to find your senior sister for me. As a younger brother, I've already done a great job."

"Besides, I wasn't the one who wanted to kill your senior, so why are you glaring at me? Glare at the one up there instead."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice, "Tell me, what conditions do you want this time to help me save her?"

The devil was a little surprised and raised an eyebrow: "Oh, brother, you're very enthusiastic today. I haven't even started selling yet, and I have nowhere to use the script you prepared for me."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lu Mingfei roared, like a cornered beast that could only utter futile roars: "I want to help her, I want to help her!"

"Okay, okay, I know, I know." The devil picked at his ear and said casually, "I know you're in a hurry, so I came as fast as I could."

He paused here, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a set of pearly white teeth:

"But this time, I'm going to take the remaining three-quarters of your life."

Chapter 408 Odin's Fall!

The Franz Josef Land archipelago in the Arctic Ocean, once a popular tourist destination, is now in ruins. The ice, which was hundreds of meters thick, has completely melted, and the seawater is churning with towering waves.

Even the remaining land was filled with flying mud and piles of rubble. Terrifying cracks, some tens of meters wide and hundreds or thousands of meters long, resembled wounds on the earth. Seawater poured in, and smoke and water vapor filled the air.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning, like nimble little snakes, occasionally brushed past the gaps in the clouds, its thunderous sound echoing throughout the space.

Everything was dimly lit, and in this apocalyptic scene, Lu Mingze tilted his head and said, "Well, wasn't your brother very determined?"

"Give me the remaining three-quarters of your life, and I'll take care of that flying freak for you, ensuring your senior sister's safety. How about that? Pretty good deal, right?"

Lu Mingfei stared at him blankly, speechless.

Seeing this, the little devil sighed: "Brother, it's really not that I'm trying to raise the price, but you don't even know what the target is this time."

He pointed to the dark shadow in the sky, moving so fast it was almost invisible, and said helplessly, "Do you know what that is? It's a false god who stole the Black King's power. It's practically half the Black King now. Otherwise, why do you think your senior sister couldn't defeat it?"

"And from another perspective, if even your senior sister can't beat him, it would be very difficult for me to deal with him. To be honest, in my current half-dead, half-human, half-dragon state, even if you gave me your whole life, I might not be able to beat him."

"This is really a job that requires a lot of hard work. We don't earn any money from you. It's not easy for us either."

The devil is persuasive and even earnest, like a hardworking vendor trying to tell his customers about his hardships, how he works from dawn till dusk, how he is heavily in debt, and how he is on the verge of not surviving.

Lu Mingfei felt a headache coming on. He thought to himself, "Is this some kind of trick? I absolutely can't fall for it." He forced himself to calm down and gritted his teeth as he bargained, "Three-quarters is too much. You have to leave me at least some."

"I'll give you 2/4, that's the most I can give you."

"Brother, do you think this is like buying vegetables at the market?" The devil sighed again, but this time, his attitude was unusually resolute.