Old days in the box

Chapter 544 Nidhogg, the Black Dragon Representing Despair
Yuan Wuyou looked up, and a huge shadow loomed over the entire planet from above, slowly writhing behind the nebula, bringing annihilation and death.

The supreme ancient days, the ancient gods who were, are, and will be forever.

Under this shadow, countless insects began to disintegrate and were "deleted" one by one by the old one, but His gaze remained fixed on Yuan Wuyou, as if the death of these insects was just a natural process.

"My lord, I have been summoned to pay my respects to you," Yuan Wuyou said cautiously, kneeling before the deathly sky.

"You have come, God's chosen one." A tremendous hum resounded throughout the heavens.

Since the start of the war of the gods, the divine guidance that was once sent down to the world has become shorter and shorter. In the past, He was the protector of the suffering and the omnipresent watchful eye, but now His gaze is entirely focused on the war, making people feel fear and alienation.

"The battle is under our control. Please rest assured that this victory will not be long in coming."

“I did not summon you here for the war on this planet.”

A colossal gaze writhed behind the nebula. Under this shadow, even the so-called World Serpent, which supposedly circled the world, appeared as small as a toy. This reminded Yuan Wuyou of Freya's earlier warning.

"Do you have any new instructions?" Yuan Wuyou asked.

"On the other side of this planet, a gateway to Niflheim, the Land of Mist, is ready. I need you and your legion to set off immediately for Hvagmir, the primordial spring of the Land of Mist, to find the black dragon Nidhogg dwelling there."

“Nidhogg? Is it our enemy?” Yuan Wuyou uttered the name with only a vague understanding.

“No, it will be the vanguard of this divine war, your new colleague, my fourth chosen champion,” Old Days replied calmly.

Yuan Wuyou's heart skipped a beat; the god's answer was clearly something she hadn't expected.

The Land of Mist and the Land of Fire are two primordial worlds that existed before creation. They are enigmatic realms completely shrouded in dense fog and extreme cold. Legend has it that no life dwells there, except for a black dragon that lives alongside the primordial spring, gnawing on the roots of the World Tree, awaiting the omens of world destruction.

The old plan was to bring this world-destroying black dragon under its control?

"But the world-destroying black dragon is just a legend. The Land of Mist is so close to the Golden Ring Gap that no life can possibly be born there. We can't even confirm whether Nidhogg actually exists..."

"There is no doubt that Nidhogg exists, just as Nibelungen does exist."

In the Midgard, Nibelungen was indeed once worshipped by the Black Cloud Continent of the past, and even summoned the projection of the River Styx, where they discovered the submerged demon gold, which ultimately attracted the invasion and theft of the Apocalypse Knight, Lady Venom.

But this was not the real reason for Yuan Wuyou's argument. Niflheim, the Land of Mist, was a lifeless world. Its frigid air was permeated with a near-material void, a deadly poison to any material life. She did not want her elites to rashly enter such a world, and she did not believe that suitable individuals to become God's chosen ones could be found in such a world.

"I remember telling you before that the God of Door Keys and I come from the same hometown, don't you?"

Seemingly seeing through Yuan Wuyou's worries, the old voice continued to fall from above her head, becoming slightly heavier. "In our homeland, the dragon is a symbol of good fortune. It not only signifies great power, but also the protection of all living beings and favorable weather. It represents beauty rather than destruction. I think this is why He chose the dragon as His first chosen god."

"It sounds like a gentle story. Is that why you want to choose a dragon?" Yuan Wuyou thought of the White Jade Dragon Girl from the past.

But the old voices grew heavier, and the thunder in the sky sounded like war drums:
"This is the idea of ​​the God of Keys, but—I am not him."

“I do not have his noble character, nor do I have his respect and tenacity in dealing with enemies. In my opinion, nobility has nothing to do with victory, and having good intentions does not mean that one will not be defeated. The first destruction of the Central Court is the best proof.”

"I have returned this time only to win. It is not a mission, nor is it to enlighten anyone—it is simply pure victory. I can take any form and seize any power to achieve my goal in order to destroy our enemies."

Yuan Wuyou looked up and the voice from the past seemed to grow heavier above her, like a terrifying pressure.

"If the auspicious dragon cannot prevail in this world, then let the wicked dragon complete this mission. I am the Lord of Fear, the calamity that destroys the world, and it is only right that the most evil black dragon be born in my hands."

"I understand. I will set off immediately for the Land of Mist to search for the whereabouts of that black dragon." Yuan Wuyou had no further questions, accepted the order, and stood up.

So much has happened in these millennia. The God of Keys and His chosen ones have long been buried in the dust of history, while the victor occupies the divine realm and laughs wildly in the starry sky. He has seen it all and has no way to deny it.

The people and the world he carries on his shoulders are becoming more and more numerous and heavier. More important than the process is the result he needs now.

Yuan Wuyou led the Fusion Warrior Legion to set off again from the mountaintop, moving towards the back of the planet, facing the encirclement of countless swarms of insects and the Kryptonian fleet.

Death descended upon them, as if an invisible blade cleaved the earth, cutting down endless enemies ahead and clearing a path for them. Under the watchful gaze of the past, they encountered almost no resistance and quickly arrived near the pre-prepared boundary elevator.

"The dimensional elevator is ready for you. Destination locked to Niflheim, the Land of Mist, the signal location of Nibelungen." A highest-level signal came from the magic network; it was the voice of the Mother of All Laws.

The mortal python retracted its massive body, transformed back into human form, and reconnected to the magic network: "Sister, how is the situation at the front?"

"One-third of the star systems in the Vanaheim region have been ignited. We have lost more than 100,000 worlds. The spectrum in the sky has become unprecedentedly chaotic. In addition to the magic network, the signal of their so-called God's Computer is also mixed in."

"It seems that the magic network belonging to the Alliance of Gods is also expanding its territory. We need to finish this quickly." Jormungandr turned to look at Yuan Wuyou.

"Our Lord's watchful gaze will accompany us; there is no need to worry." Yuan Wuyou activated the dimensional elevator in front of him from the magic network, and the temporary stargate device ignited with blue light. "All of you, proceed."

Their figures then disappeared from the planet, heading towards the unknown Land of Mist.

(End of this chapter)