Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 376 I shall make it end
——The King of Ocean and Water.

When talking about the history of the dragon clan, this dragon king is an inevitable link that cannot be avoided.

After the Black King created the White King who was equal to himself, he separated his power again, and the first true "Dragon King" was born on the desolate land.

After that, the "Dragon Clan" was able to become the "Dragon Clan".

Why do you say that?
It is said that without people, how can one be called a king?
This is easy to understand. Before the birth of the King of Ocean and Water, the only two immortals who could be called "dragon" were the Black King and the White King.

It should be known that all things are caused by the Black King Nidhogg's boredom with the desolation.

So He created the world of Middle-earth, created the White King, and at the request of the White King, created the first Dragon King with the power of "creation".

Everything is born out of the will of the Black King, and everything must be given for this will.

Therefore, the high priest of the dragon clan said to the twins who were just born:
"Please have mercy on this wasteland."

"Let life fill the earth, and let them gain wisdom."

——This is the mission that the King of Ocean and Water was given when he was born.

The younger twin was given the name "Njord". It was he who built the original ecosystem of Midgard, allowing huge life to appear in this world for the first time.

The two water kings used their own blood as a guide to create a cradle of life in the chaotic virtual sea, allowing intelligent dragons to step out of the sea and set foot on the land of the atrium.

This is why the dragon clan became the dragon clan.

The dragon king who sits high above the sky also has loyal subjects surrounding his immortal throne.

The King of Water did fulfill his mission as promised, and the long history of the "dragon" race dominating the earth began from then on.

"…But that was a long time ago."

Xia Mi reached out and gently stroked the blood and tears on her face, allowing the iron-blue blood to smear a layer of cold marks on her beautiful face.

It has been so long that the dragon clan is almost extinct, and a king like her who once possessed supreme prestige no longer misses that era.

"Thank you, Xixiao."

She shook her head and expressed a rare expression of gratitude: "I can confirm the identity of the ancient dragon egg that was mixed with the White King's Holy Remains."

"They are not descendants of some descendant, nor are they followers of any dragon king. Instead, they are the shame of our king and our fear..."

"That pitiful king was deprived of wisdom and reduced to a slave and pet."

"The younger brother of the king of the sea and water, Njord."

In Norse mythology, Njord is the god of summer and the god of the sea. He controls summer, the ocean, storms, fisheries and wealth, and is also regarded as the patron saint of navigation. People believe that when he waves the iron oar in anger, he can easily stir up huge waves and cause storms and tsunamis, while when he is happy, the waves will become calm.

However, human mythology is the distorted history of the dragon clan.

When Xia Mi called out the name "Niolde", Bu Shun realized that this Dragon King might be the prototype of many sea gods in modern mythology.

"It sounds like you have some grudge against it."

Bu Shun tapped his chin with his right index finger and asked with interest.

Xia Mi's expression was indifferent: "Perhaps the King of Water is still worthy of respect..."

"But it is no longer the 'king'. At best, it is just a pitiful beast crawling to its fate."

Although her words seemed calm, her golden eyes were filled with even more fierce flames.

Poor land cannot produce abundant fruits.

In that golden age when the four dragon kings dominated the nine realms and all things were thriving, a large part of the credit for the prosperity of the nine realms was due to the creation and maintenance of the ecology by the two water kings.

The other dragon kings at that time all had some respect for the Water King, the oldest dragon king. Even the arrogant and cold Norton was no exception.

But now, even the other twin will no longer recognize it as his former brother.

"The only ones who can deprive the Dragon King of his wisdom... are the supreme Black King and the White King who possesses equal power."

Hearing this little story about the dragon race that only the people involved could tell, Bu Shun sighed: "I guess that was the beginning of the decline."

Xia Mi said nothing, but connected certain things in her memory together.

The beginning of the end of the Dragon Clan's Golden Age came when the White King and the Water King led one third of the dragon clan in a war to rebel against the Black King.

Even though the White King has almost the same power as the Black King...

But no matter which Dragon King, they all believed that the White King would undoubtedly lose this war.

This is indeed the case. The White King, who was defeated in the Supreme War, was killed and devoured by the angry Black King in the most tragic and cruel way. As his accomplices, the twin kings of the ocean and water were deprived of their "power" and "wisdom" respectively...

However, the power displayed by the White King in this war still shocked the other Dragon Kings.

The White King and the Black King fight.

The King of Ocean and Water single-handedly fought against all the Dragon Kings and their followers except the Sky and Wind.

In that battle, the sun was obscured by the ocean of chaos, and the atrium fell into endless darkness.

The blood of countless races was spilled in every corner of the Nine Realms, and countless lives were wiped out as a result... Recalling that unforgettable battle, even Jörmungandr, who was accustomed to spraying venom in his words, fell silent.

Even until the Black King and the White King decided the winner, the King of Ocean and Water never lost in the battle with them.

"Njord, is he strong?"

Seeing the seriousness in Xia Mi's expression, Bu Shun raised his eyebrows slightly and asked this question.

Xia Mi shook her head: "The Water King is not known for his strength, but... if they are well prepared, no Dragon King can ignore their existence."

Got it, an operations player.

Perhaps it was because of the memories that were brought back to her, Xia Mi was not reluctant to say a few more words:

"...Njord had lost his wisdom and turned into a complete beast, but I heard his voice again in the echo of blood."

Looking down at the pale bone blade in her hand, Xia Mi sighed softly: "Perhaps the Holy Remains of the White King you mentioned has helped him regain his rationality... or perhaps something is speaking through his mouth."

——The White King, still the White King.

"High Priest...what are you thinking about?"

This question, which was destined to have no answer, was silently buried in her heart.

Her five jade-white fingers slowly closed together, and she tightly grasped the pale bone blade that Bu Shun threw to her.

It grew from the blood of the World-Ringing Serpent's dragon heart, ending the life of the World-Ringing Serpent, which had almost become a half-death god. It contained almost all the vitality of a Dragon King.

Even if he could not return to his original form, relying on its existence, Xia Mi could more or less regain some of the power commensurate with the name of Dragon King.

So Xia Mi would also say "thank you" to the man in front of her...which is indeed rare given her personality.

"Where is that thing now?"

She held the sword with the five fingers of her left hand, her eyes slightly lowered, and her fangs were inadvertently exposed.

It must end... This tragic defeat must end!

(End of this chapter)