Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 374 Advice and Recovery

The broken blade was bound by the cruel flame and reforged into its original form.

As if he had seen through Xia Mi's thoughts, Bu Shun sheathed Sariel expressionlessly and glanced at the Dragon King who had landed on his feet. "You had no choice."

"..."

Xia Mi gritted her teeth and frowned, "What on earth do you want to do? I can't think of any reason why you have to cooperate with me."

In the eyes of the Dragon King, this mysterious man is undoubtedly an elusive strong man, who is not inferior even to the other four kings. This kind of strength is enough to dominate the Nine Realms today.

With such power, why would he need to cooperate with a half-crippled Dragon King like her?

"It's not cooperation. I'm just proposing a possibility to you." Bu Shun said coldly: "A possibility that allows you to survive this doomsday and challenge the fate that is destined to come."

It was still a roundabout way of speaking, but Xia Mi could now understand its meaning.

"...You want me to lower myself and cooperate with humans?" The black-haired girl sneered contemptuously. "Would you let the cockroaches in your house crawl onto your hands?"

"Don't change the concept anymore." Bu Shun glanced at her: "Ordinary humans may be no different from insects in the eyes of the high and mighty dragon kings, but the people in Faos Academy are different - you don't understand this, right?"

No longer pretending to sneer, Xia Mi remained silent.

Of course she understood that the people in Faos Academy were different from those in the outside world.

Even the Dragon King could hardly foresee the future of Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, not to mention the "chief" who led the entire academy. Just like a stone that could fall on a spider web at any time, they might be just a few people, but they had the "weight" to influence the fate of the entire world.

When this weight falls on one side of the scale, perhaps even the unbreakable "fate" on the other side will be shaken.

But——Xia Mi couldn't trust.

"I am the Dragon King, Jörmungandr, the 'King of Earth and Mountains.'" Xia Mi's golden eyes glowed with a cold light, "Any half-blood who knows my identity will be an enemy that they would want to kill as soon as possible."

"Humans often say the same thing: 'Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts'... Could it be that they believe that I, the Dragon King who has infiltrated their midst, am still their dear classmate?"

This is exactly the insurmountable barrier between Xia Mi and others.

Just as humans cannot accept the Dragon King, the prejudice between different races is deeper than any barrier, and the Dragon King cannot trust humans.

In the long years equal to human history, Jörmungandr has experienced countless betrayals from people she has come into contact with. When she played the role of a wise king, she once drank the poisoned wine offered to her by her concubine; when she played the role of a general leading a rebellion, her loyal subordinates once stabbed her with a knife to betray her when he showed his back.

No matter how much trust and affection there was, the moment she knew her true identity, it would turn into a sharp knife of betrayal.

"Is there no exception?" Bu Shun asked with a little curiosity.

Even the most cruel tyrant might have someone who would abandon the world and love him desperately. Was Jörmungandr's past really so unlucky that there wasn't even one person who was willing to betray her race and stand by her side?
Then, he saw a flash of gloom and anger in the eyes of the Dragon King in front of him.

“…It has always been like this.”

As if she was going to bite something invisible to pieces, Xia Mi gritted her teeth and revealed a sharp smile: "——Without exception!"

This is the proof that she knows that she is trapped in the prison of fate. Over the past thousand years, Xia Mi has sensed the invisible hand that is manipulating her destiny behind the scenes.

Unlike most lives in this world that blindly follow fate, as the supreme king who once reigned over the nine realms, Jörmungandr could feel a certain "flow" around herself even though she could only wander the world as a wandering soul... Countless silk threads meandered out from the depths of the void, entwined her fingertips and penetrated her soul, weaving the people and things she encountered into a solidified silk cocoon.

——Odin, or rather, a certain being that should be called Odin.

If the torrent of destiny set by the only father of all dragons, the God above gods, is as "absolute" as the law of existence of all things, then the silk cocoon He weaves is just layers of watercolor painted on the canvas, and is not so invincible.

But Jörmungandr, who had lost his former strength, was still unable to resist.

It was as if she was carrying a curse called "doomed to failure", and could only endure betrayal again and again. The Dragon King had such bad luck that even Bu Shun, who was controlling the incarnation, couldn't help but show some pity in his eyes.

However, trying to convince a Dragon King with words is impossible.

Unlike the "immortals" in light novels who are set to be very old but appear to be no different from little girls, the will of the Dragon King Jörmungandr will never be shaken by just a few words.

It is hard to say how much acting was involved in Xia Mi's reaction.

But that's all that matters.

After Bu Shun revealed that "possibility" to her, no matter what she originally thought, it would change because of the weight he put on the scale.

Maybe that change is very, very small...

But maybe at some moment, a completely different ending may occur.

"Just take it as... a piece of advice."

Bu Shun stretched out his arm and grasped the pale bone blade nailed to the headless body of the World Serpent. "You found the trace of Fenrir, but you don't know what prevented the transformation of the 'Goddess of Death Hela' in this desolate world... I can give you the answer."

"I'm all ears."

Xia Mi's eyes changed slightly.

By following the example of carving a boat to find a sword, she found the possible location where Fenrir was sealed in the present world. What she is most wary of so far is the unknown existence that took away her other life.

After limiting the scope, it is not difficult to guess that the only one who can prevent the transformation of the "God of Death" is the Dragon King or some existence above him.

But the problem lies in the process, and the final result...

Fenrir of this world and her other head disappeared. What did the mastermind do? Is there also such a woven "destiny" waiting for her in the world that belongs to her?
The Dragon King, in the guise of a young girl, retracted the scales on her body and returned to her usual peaceful and pretty appearance.

Bu Shun could sense that she had finally let down some of her guard and was no longer thinking about launching a sneak attack on him... He didn't want to continue wasting time with her here.

It is time to end the story on this desolate land.

"The Holy Remains of the White King."

He said: "It has revived - along with an egg that should belong to the Dragon King, but even I don't know what it is that has awakened now."

It feels like there is something stuck in my throat which is really uncomfortable, so I will update a smaller chapter first.

(End of this chapter)