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

Genji raised the spear in her hand. The curve of the spear resembled the trajectory of a shooting star across the sky. This was Gungnir, a spear made from the branches of the World Tree, which could even seal away demons.

This is a spear she pulled from Lu Mingze's body, made from a branch of the World Tree, and it is the only weapon at this time capable of harming the Black King.

"Your era is over." Her voice wasn't loud, but every word resounded like thunder: "A new era deserves a new king!"

She flapped her wings and broke the sound barrier in an instant, rushing towards the ancient emperor without hesitation, like a last prisoner making a desperate gamble.

The black supreme being let out a mocking laugh, like a high and mighty god laughing at an overconfident ant.

No one could see the bloody battle; the billowing blood mist obscured everything. In the distance, only lightning could be seen repeatedly illuminating the gaps in the blood mist, like flashing dragons weaving through the dark clouds, spewing thunder.

No one could see their movements clearly. Each of their impacts was like a meteorite collision, producing a deafening roar that shook the entire space.

The ice surface trembled slightly, and the hundreds of meters thick ice layer cracked like an eggshell. The tremor traveled to the ice below, causing violent waves in the surrounding seawater.

Fortunately, there were no other creatures left in this sea of ​​blood; otherwise, the tremor alone would have been enough to turn any living being that came near into mincemeat, whether they were hybrids or dragons.

The sea roared, crimson waves surged into the sky, and the aurora above their heads formed a vortex shape. Unparalleled elemental turbulence exploded, stirring up a gale and bringing about strange phenomena in the heavens and earth.

This is a life-or-death battle between kings, where no means are spared.

Genjiro was covered in blood, like a fish stripped of its scales. Her power was ultimately inferior to that of the ancient monarch, but she did not retreat an inch, gripping Gungnir tightly in her hand, just as she had gripped the sword before.

Nidhogg repeatedly deflected Gungnir with its claws, bursting into blinding flashes of fire upon contact, while each of Gungnir's thrusts was accompanied by streaks of lightning and shimmering with a dark golden light.

This mythical spear, which always hits its target, makes no sound, it is almost silent, because death is such a quiet thing.

The arc of light resembled a silent meteor shower, each strike causing cataclysmic destruction. The scales on the black dragon's body were no longer invincible before the spear.

The gun was in a completely different state in Odin's hands and in Genji's hands. The curved gun barrel seemed to come alive and grow in Genji's hands. Finally, a half-decayed giant tree even vaguely appeared behind her.

Half new life, half decay, that is... the World Tree!

The enormous black creature looked at the phantom of the World Tree that appeared behind her, and its previously unchanging emotions finally changed. In its golden eyes, which were like magma, flickered complex emotions that Genji could not understand.

“World Tree…” His low, hoarse voice echoed throughout the entire world. Whether it was an illusion or not, Yuan Zhi Nu felt that there seemed to be a trace of melancholy in his voice?

It's like going around in circles, experiencing countless trials, and finally reuniting with an old friend.

In the myth, the Black King bit off the roots of the World Tree. No one knows what this story symbolizes, but Nidhogg undoubtedly knows about the World Tree.

Gungnir emitted a loud buzzing sound, as if in response to something. At that moment, Genji suddenly had a strange feeling; the gun seemed to have come alive.

It was telling a story in silence. Yuan Zhinü couldn't hear its voice, but she could feel its fluctuations. It seemed to be angry and demanding power.

Without a moment's hesitation, Genjiro pushed this unparalleled weapon with all her might. As power was poured in, the previously dim golden light on the gun instantly became dazzling, even dispelling the oppressive gloom that had been blotting out the sky.

A moment later, the phantom of the World Tree behind Genji became more refined and dazzling, as if a huge tree that blotted out the sky had truly sprung up out of thin air.

Half of the withered branches drooped down, their withered twigs extending like chains, sweeping towards the Black King's enormous and ferocious body. An invisible domain took shape, and the terrifying power made the entire world tremble.

It's hard to describe that power. It's as if it's the world itself, or the source of everything. Nidhogg is the oldest emperor on Earth, and his very existence is the rule of this world. But this tree is ignoring his rules.

It was as if a metal cage tightly bound this black supreme being. Unseen forces squeezed the dragon's entire skeleton, producing a heart-palpitating cracking sound. Hot blood dripped down, and in an instant, he seemed to have gone from a high and mighty emperor to a wretched servant.

But he didn't need pity. His expression remained dignified and ancient. He wasn't even surprised, as if he had foreseen all of this long ago.

This scene was so familiar; Genji felt as if she had seen it somewhere before. Finally, she remembered—it was in the devil's memories.

This scene also appeared in the devil's memory, except that back then it was Lu Mingfei who was holding Gungnir.

No, this is no longer Gungnir. At this moment, it represents the will of the World Tree, or rather... the will of the entire world.

The rules of Nidhogg were broken, and the raging crimson tide that was sweeping across the world finally stopped. The Black Sovereign stood on the crimson ice surface, quietly watching the Genji before him.

His bright golden eyes remained devoid of joy or sorrow as he looked at Yuan Zhinü, yet it was as if he were looking through her at the tree behind her.

"When I cut off your lifeline, I knew that I would eventually die at your hands."

His tone was calm, as if stating a fact, and he slowly lowered his head as Gungnir pierced his entire chest.

As Yuan Zhi Nu released her grip, she saw dense, withered branches spread out from Gungnir, burrowing into the flesh and blood of the Black Supreme. Moments later, fresh green shoots sprouted, and with the emergence of life, the Supreme's flesh and blood rapidly withered.

Withering and prosperity are two sides of the same coin; prosperity will inevitably be accompanied by withering, and withering will inevitably be followed by prosperity.

Millions of years ago, in the chaos of the world, a black dragon bit off the roots of a giant tree, seizing the power of the world. The tree withered, but the dragon spread its new wings and became the master of the world.

Millions of years later, the withered branches burst forth from the dragon's chest, sprouting green shoots, as if the dead tree had come back to life.

In the dim light, he seemed to hear the voice of a demon, softly reciting a long poem: "This is the mine of souls, dark and far away."

"They moved silently through the darkness, like hidden silver veins. Blood welled up from between the rock roots, spreading into the human world, heavy as a rock in the eternal night..."

"Besides this, there is nothing else red."

The fog suddenly dissipated, and the blood-covered Genji stood alone on the shattered ice plain. There were no demons or supreme beings beside her, only a newly grown tree.

Beneath the tree lay a mountain of withered bones.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Black King was executed on the frozen ocean, and today the resurrected Black King is also executed on the frozen ocean. History always repeats itself.

Yuan Zhinu looked up at the sky, where the dark clouds were gradually dissipating, and the sunlight could be faintly seen.

It looks like the sun is about to come out.

……

The second volume of the Ice Sea Fragment records: a certain year, a certain month, a certain day.

Nidhogg, the Black King, was resurrected and intended to destroy the world. He was killed by the half-blood Kazama Ruri on the icy plains, and the sea of ​​blood was calmed, bringing peace to the world.

He achieved something unprecedented, becoming the first mixed-race person in history, an unparalleled dragon-slaying hero!

……

The tsunami that besieged Tokyo began to recede half an hour ago.

At Xingshen Temple, Sakura pushed open the soaked wooden door and softly called out to the outside:

"Xiao Mu, don't stay here. The vice principal has notified us to attend a meeting. There should be some updates from the head of the family."

The girl didn't turn around. She stood on the terrace of the Shinshin-ji Temple, quietly gazing at Tokyo in the distance. The height here was high enough that she could clearly see the tide receding.

"Kogure?" Sakura paused. "Aren't you going?"

Sakurai Kogure did not answer her, but continued to gaze silently into the distance, her expression neither sad nor happy, as if nothing mattered, whether it was the end of the world or the salvation of a world about to be destroyed, she did not care much.

Sakura watched her quietly for a while, and finally chose to leave silently. She closed the door quietly, and the whole world was once again left with only the girl quietly looking into the distance.

The Tokyo Skytree, which had been without power, suddenly lit up, guiding them like a lighthouse. Although half the city was submerged in seawater, it still shone brightly like a shrine filled with candles, reflecting in the girl's eyes like a dim, starry sea.

Suddenly, as if she had seen something, her gaze abruptly stopped.

Under the pale moonlight, a girl in a black trench coat walked through the rain on the distant street. Raindrops fell on her but left no mark. Her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, swaying in the wind and rain.

As if sensing her gaze, the girl slowly raised her head, her clear black eyes reflecting the image of Sakurai Kogure.

The moment their eyes met, Sakurai Kogure stepped forward without hesitation and leaped into the moonlight. The drizzle suddenly slowed down, the wind slowed down, and the whole world slowed down.

Slow enough that Kogure Sakurai could clearly see how the girl stepped forward to catch him, and slow enough that Kogure Sakurai could clearly see every expression on her face.

The same rain, the same chaotic streets, the same black trench coats—everything was exactly as it was back then.

That year, young Sakurai Kogure pulled up the injured Minamoto no Chizuru from the mud. At that time, it was raining like this, endlessly, as if it would never stop.

Now, Genji caught the girl falling like a bird in mid-air, and Sakurai Kogure was easily drawn into Genji's arms like a light feather.

"It's almost dawn," Sakurai Kogure whispered, her arms around Genji's neck.

"Yes, everything has been resolved." Yuan Zhinv responded, though she was exhausted, her expression was relaxed, like someone who had been working hard for many years finally relaxing. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

"I've come to pick you up."

"I'll take you to a sunny place."

In the distance, dawn broke, and the rain finally stopped.

—End of text—

Chapter 416 Extra 1: A Little Bit of Daily Life in the Snake-Headed Eight Family (1)

Meiji Shrine, Japan.

Short, melodious notes echoed across the open lawn, with pianos, violins, and cellos harmonizing with each other. This was a sound check before the performance began, as if a grand banquet was about to commence.

"Thank you so much, Master! I will swear to be loyal to you to the death!" Noda Hisashi, dressed in a black suit, bowed and scraped to a man with great excitement. "If it weren't for Master's help, I wouldn't have been able to hold my wedding in a place like this!"

The crow, dressed in a proper suit, exuded an air of frivolity. He patted Noda Hisashi on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's alright. I heard you saved dozens of people during the disaster. This is a reward that the main family should give you."

"Besides, you have such a good relationship with our young master. He said himself that he would grant you any request you make. It's just getting married at Meiji Shrine. For the Snake-Headed Eight Families, that's a small problem!"

In the blink of an eye, several months had passed since the catastrophe that seemed to threaten to destroy the world. Noda Hisashi had saved dozens of ordinary people during the disaster, demonstrating outstanding performance and even earning recognition from the Snake-Headed Eight Families.

His relationship with Makoto Aso also warmed up rapidly amidst the many ups and downs in Japan, and the two decided to get married.

Although Noda Hisashi himself was not very successful, he wanted to give Shin a perfect wedding. He wanted to hold it at Meiji Shrine, but this was not something he could decide, so he asked his family for help.

Some people remembered that the boy seemed to have some connection with Genjiro, so they asked Genjiro about it.

When Genji heard that he and Shin had finally tied the knot, she was naturally delighted. She readily agreed to hold the wedding at Meiji Shrine, not only waiving all the expenses but also personally hiring the best wedding designer to arrange the event.

Thus, the scene before us came to be. The Snake Clan even sent Crow to personally preside over the event. Crow's status is not low, which is quite an honor for Noda Hisashi, who is just a small-time hoodlum.

Aso really didn't have any relatives left, but everyone from the Noda-gumi came, and the place was still very lively. Everyone's face was full of smiles. As members of the Noda-gumi, Noda Hisashi received a reward from his family, and they were all proud of it.

The atmosphere was quite pleasant, the only minor issue was...

"There's another couple getting married today, and they're also here. You probably won't mind, will you?" the crow asked. "Don't worry, it's a bit far from you, so it won't bother you."

Meiji Shrine was severely damaged in the flood and it took a long time to restore some of it. This is the first time it has been open to the public, but the venue is large enough to accommodate two couples.

Noda Hisashi, of course, agreed without hesitation. He peered into the distance and saw a large group of young people gathered there.

However, many of them had European faces, suggesting that there were many foreigners among them.

"Ye Sheng, you're something else." Several young students nudged the boy's shoulder, winking and making faces. "I knew you had feelings for that girl. When we asked you before, you wouldn't admit it..."

Ye Sheng scratched his head, his cheeks flushed slightly, but he still stubbornly said, "What? It just happened that we thought it was a good match, and since we're both single, we thought we'd just get together."

"It's a perfect match. When Jiu Deya was choosing a partner, you were the most enthusiastic. The guy from the mechanical engineering class next door almost got chosen, and you got all worked up. Do you think we didn't know that?"

They were all Ye Sheng's classmates and young executives of Kassel College. At this moment, every young smiling face was full of vigor. They knocked on this awkward newcomer, their eyes full of smiles.

"You can say that to me, but Aki is shy. You're not allowed to make fun of her later," the boy said with a smile. He was also wearing a black suit and looked very upright.

"Speaking of which, aren't you Chinese? Why are you holding your wedding at Meiji Shrine?" someone asked curiously. "Is it because of Aki?"