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

"Stop beating around the bush and tell me what's going on."

"It's nothing, it's just that sometimes I wonder if I'm doing something wrong with how I treat you, and maybe your senior sister is right."

The devil looked unusually melancholy, and the expression on his youthful face seemed particularly out of place. But just as Lu Mingfei was about to take a closer look, the expression disappeared.

The devil regained his calm and arrogant demeanor, which exuded an air of complete control. He looked at Lu Mingfei and said, "Goodbye, brother."

At the time, Lu Mingfei didn't realize that this was a final farewell. He just felt that the devil was acting strangely today, and that he might be going on a business trip to a faraway place. Otherwise, why would he say goodbye so solemnly?

Actually, the devil is quite nice. You always think of him when something happens. In this world, only the devil will unconditionally respond to your call, as if he exists only for you.

Watching the boy's departing figure, I felt a void in my heart. I couldn't quite describe the feeling, but I just felt a little sad.

The ensuing chaos seemed to have nothing to do with him. He followed his senior sister's family to the front lines. The atmosphere was oppressive and tense, but he felt nothing.

Since the devil was gone and he was no longer able to participate in the battle, it seemed that all he could do was stand with everyone else.

The plane was shot down immediately afterward, and he parachuted out in a daze. Seeing the expressions of fearlessness on everyone's faces, Lu Mingfei felt heavy-hearted, but unexpectedly, he wasn't very afraid.

He forgot where he had read a quote that said the ultimate romance for men is either fighting a battle to the death for their ideals or having a woman who loves them wholeheartedly.

When Lu Mingfei first saw that sentence, he didn't feel anything. But now that he's experiencing it firsthand, he realizes that his blood is boiling.

Death isn't so scary. Dying like a hero is so cool, especially when it's for protecting the whole world behind you. Damn, that's an honor that deserves a separate place in your family tree.

Of course, it would be best to survive. Who wouldn't want to live to be a hero and be respected? So when he saw something approaching in the distance, he was already in tears before he could even see what it was.

"Is it senior sister? Is it senior sister?"

The wind howled in his ears, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of cold air rushed in. His nostrils were filled with the bloody smell of the sea of ​​blood. No one could hear his voice clearly, but everyone's eyes were turned in that direction.

The shadowy figure drew closer, and the wind that followed lifted everyone up, sweeping away all the deadly ice shards. The frigid air rushed past them, freezing the waves and the moisture in the air, making it seem as if a blizzard had swept across this sea of ​​blood.

The enormous black shadow folded its wings that blotted out the sky and fell from the heavens, like a god descending to earth. Only then could everyone see the appearance of the black shadow.

What a ferocious figure it was! Its scales gleamed, its joints bent backward, like a demon from the underworld, yet it presented a sacred cross shape.

Her entire body was covered in hard scales that shimmered with a beautiful luster, as if they were made of bronze or even pure gold. Sharp bones protruded from her body like curved blades.

Steel-like muscles rippled slowly beneath the scales, and the bones of his body crackled softly. Only his face, bathed in moonlight, remained calm, and he held a curved spear in his hand.

She didn't look much different, at most her silver-white scales had turned crimson gold, but the feeling she gave off was completely different. She was just standing there, yet people couldn't look directly at her for no reason, as if looking at her for even a moment would be a desecration, and that looking at her for even a moment would bring endless trouble.

It was an ancient and solemn aura that was hard to describe in words. A terrifying pressure swept through the entire space. Everyone felt their hearts stop beating just by looking at her.

This was only because Genji had not put pressure on them or even concealed her aura, and their bloodlines were decent enough. Otherwise, facing her at such close range, even the most famous dragon-slaying heroes in history would have died from their hearts bursting, without exception.

How can ordinary humans meet God? There is always a price to pay, and the price is too heavy, often requiring the sacrifice of life.

This is why historical descriptions of the Black King among hybrids all come from dragon records such as the Fragments of the Ice Sea, because no human has ever seen the Black King alive; all those who have seen him are dead.

At this moment, apart from Nidhogg, probably only Xia Mi could understand the difference. She stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of her, a strange feeling welling up in her heart.

Yuan Zhinü was clearly standing right in front of her, yet it felt as if she were atop a distant mountain peak. The kind of awe she felt, emanating from her very soul, was a power that the White King could never possess. She had only ever felt this way with Nidhogg.

Genjiro has become even stronger. No one knows what she did during her disappearance, why she became so strong, or how she did it.

But without a doubt, standing here now, she is already powerful enough to rival that black-clad emperor.

Yuan Zhinü didn't look at Xia Mi and Constantine, who were covered in blood, nor at the skydivers she had lifted up with the wind; she simply waved.

A chilly wind blew again, and Xia Mi felt as if she were being lifted by an invisible force, her body uncontrollably moving backward. Constantine, who had already fallen into a coma, was beside her, and above her head were Uesugi Kotsushi and his group.

Xia Mi immediately understood; they were worried that the aftermath of the battle would affect them, so they were clearing the area.

She immediately panicked and instinctively shouted, "Yuan Zhinü!"

Xia Mi didn't know what she wanted to say, or what she could say. At this moment, all words seemed too pale and powerless. She could only murmur softly, "Don't die."

It's not that the world will end because she dies, nor that everyone will die because of her; it's simply that we don't want to see her die.

The menacing, imposing figure didn't turn around; he simply waved at her.

The blood-red mist obscured everything, and it seemed as if snow was falling from the sky; they could see nothing at all.

In the middle of the mist, Genji and the oldest emperor faced each other calmly.

From the moment Genji appeared, Nidhogg's gaze was fixed on her, as if everything else in the world except her was nothing more than dust that could be easily destroyed.

"You ate that piece of trash?" A grand and solemn voice rang out, and He spoke slowly, revealing a rare expression of interest.

This was the first time he had spoken on his own initiative since he regained consciousness.

"You mean that devil?" Yuan Zhinv chuckled. "Yes, I ate him."

“You are very clever.” He sighed, each syllable sounding like the resounding of an ancient bronze bell: “You ate our weakest Black King, yet you gained the right to compete for the throne.”

Yuan Zhinv's smile remained unchanged. She looked at the enormous figure in front of her, her posture even bordering on polite: "Yes, thanks to him, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be qualified to stand in front of you."

By consuming Lu Mingze's dragon bones and gaining his power, Yuan Zhinü also inherited his memories.

Thus, the ultimate question that had troubled hybrids, and even the Dragon King, finally had an answer:

How exactly did Nidhogg die?

The history of hybrids records that Nidhogg the Black King was killed by humans. At first, Genji didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After all, even a lot of ants can kill an elephant. Didn't the Dragon King Norton die at the hands of humans in Baidi City?

But the more her strength increased, the more absurd she felt this history was.

Uesugi Kotsugu was probably the hybrid closest to the Dragon King, but in the original work, he died at the hands of the Demon Tooth Dragon Viper, and the combat power he displayed didn't seem like it could kill the Dragon King at all.

Many ants can indeed kill an elephant, but no matter how many ants there are, they can't kill a true god.

Behind every dragon king killed by humans, there must be the shadow of other dragon kings. Rather than saying that these dragon kings were killed by humans, it is more accurate to say that they died at the hands of other dragon kings, and humans were merely tools in their hands.

Therefore, no matter how advanced human technology becomes, or how much the bloodline of hybrids is improved, it is absolutely impossible for them to kill the Dragon King, let alone Nidhogg.

How did this oldest emperor die? Genji had long wondered about this, but even the White King's memories didn't record it. Moreover, the four monarchs didn't mention it at all, and could even be considered to be keeping it a closely guarded secret.

Genji also devoured many of the four great monarchs and discovered that they didn't refuse to mention it, but their memories were sealed. Even they themselves didn't know what had happened back then, only that they had betrayed them, were traitors, and abandoned their subjects.

It wasn't until Genji gained the little devil's memories that this ancient history was truly unveiled.

There is only one planetary life form, the Black King, but three dragons were born that could become the Black King.

Nidhogg was the oldest emperor, and after him, Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze were born one after another, also born of nature, but at that time they did not have this name.

Lu Mingfei had no interest in becoming emperor and only did his own thing, but Lu Mingze was unwilling to accept this and chose to fight for it.

He challenged Nidhogg, but he failed. Before he was destroyed, Lu Mingfei saved him. Many things happened in between, including Frigga's role. So Lu Mingfei was destined to fall in love with Nono, who was Frigga in disguise.

In the end, Lu Mingfei and Nidhogg perished together, just as the saying goes, only the Black King can kill the Black King.

With the arrival of a new era, of the three Black Kings, only Lu Mingze remains alive.

Although the little devil was severely injured, he did not die. However, just as he was about to become the ruler of the world, the four monarchs betrayed him. When he was at his weakest, Odin used Gungnir to nail him to the ice plains. From then on, the world was without a ruler.

But Nidhogg is destined to be reborn. Lu Mingze is his defeated opponent. He knows clearly that he cannot defeat Nidhogg, so he is determined to bring Lu Mingfei back to the throne. Whether this is due to his guilt for killing Lu Mingfei is unclear.

The devil hates Nidhogg, who defeated him, and he also hates the four monarchs who betrayed him. In his mind, the only one worthy of being the true god of this world is probably Lu Mingfei.

But despite trying so many times and restarting so many times, he never truly understood Lu Mingfei.

Whether in the past or now, whether as the Black King or a loser, Lu Mingfei has never wanted to become the ruler of the world; he has never wanted to.

Therefore, the devil is destined to fail. No matter how many times he restarts or how many times he tries, he will always fail, as if it were predetermined.

But this time it's different, because in this seemingly hopeless game, a fierce new force has emerged.

Genji looked down at the spear in her hand, which seemed to still carry the heat of a demon. She slowly raised the spear and aimed it at the ancient emperor in front of her.

That posture was just like many years ago when she first beheaded Herzog with a knife.

Chapter 415 The Grand Finale: Going to a Sunny Place

“The moonlight is beautiful tonight,” Yuan Zhinu said softly. “It would be perfect for burying an emperor, don’t you think?”

Nidhogg didn't care about her provocation, just like an old man wouldn't care about a child's nonsense. They were long past the age of being stubborn and even found it a little funny.

"So, do you want to challenge me?" His voice was neither sad nor happy, as if he were indifferent to everything, yet it was so majestic and ancient, as if he were sitting on a throne.

He is the oldest emperor in the world. Countless people have challenged him over the years, but in the end, it is He who still stands here.

Genjiro was probably the youngest challenger He had ever seen. Judging from her bones, she was only in her early twenties. At that age, she was not even hatched yet among the dragons. Even if the Dragon King was twenty, he was still as tender as an infant.

Judging from her aura, it's impossible to tell that Genji was ever human. Slaughter, ferocity, violence—all the characteristics of dragons are vividly displayed on her.

She resembled the Dragon King even more than the Dragon King himself, the stench of blood lingering on her, as if she were a demon crawling out of hell, treading on mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

No one knows how many people she killed or how much she went through to get to where she is today, but she stands here, before Him, as the new Queen, as the challenger.

Only the Black King can kill the Black King, and the one who kills the Black King will be the new Black King!

Genjiro answered calmly, "Yes."

"I never thought I would get here. I can't even remember how many of these paths I chose to take, and how many I was forced to take because others pushed me."

Yuan Zhinv gave a self-deprecating laugh: "But it's okay, it's all over."

Whatever the outcome today, and whoever dies in the end, it's all over.

Yuan Zhinu was surprisingly calm at this moment. She knew that this was her only chance. Lu Mingze had made a deal with her, giving up everything he had, but had not asked for any corresponding conditions.

It's because this is already a dead end.

The world became a complete mess because of her interference. Lu Mingfei did not grow or learn anything. The devil could not persuade him to ascend the throne, and even if he did, he might not be able to defeat Nidhogg.

The devil himself was incapable of dealing with such a major event as the convergence of world lines. His half-dead, crippled body could only rely on Lu Mingfei.

As a result, Lu Mingfei was spoiled and his mind was full of Yuan Zhinv. He felt that if Yuan Zhinv slapped him, he would kick away the devil who tried to support him and then offer the other face that hadn't been slapped.

How can you play this? There's no way to play it.

The devil is already preparing to reboot the world; giving the Black King's title to Genji is just a convenient step before the reboot.

If Genjiro can defeat Nidhogg with just twenty years of accumulated experience, then he will accept the end of the world. If not, he will not lose anything; it will just be another restart.

For everyone, restarting is nothing; it's just losing memories, being reborn, and starting all over again.

But Genjiro is different; she only has this one chance. The Genjiro after the reboot will not be the same person.

Then she really died.

So in the end, the only one who truly had no way out was Genji.

Fortunately, she had long been used to this kind of life with no way out, and that's how she had always gotten through it.