Old days in the box

Chapter 547 Fighting Fate with Fate

A beam of light suddenly appeared from the dimensional rift, parting the clouds and blowing away the storm in the void, heading straight for the head of the black dragon Nidhogg.

All the axe blades and swords vanished in an instant, leaving only the towering beam of light.

—The fourth chosen one has been officially decided at this moment!
Endless power surged wildly into Nidhogg's body along the pillar of light, seeping into every dragon scale and sewing into every piece of flesh. But this time, the light was not pure white; it was an incomparably deep black, as if what was pouring down from the sky was not divine grace, but divine wrath.

But God was indeed angry.

The ever-worsening situation, the endless war, and the fact that time was not on His side, with Odin, the king of the gods, possibly returning from the astral plane at any moment, and the Allied Gods launching a betrayal to try and seize the power of the magic net, all of this left Him feeling exhausted and drained.

Now, all of His wrath is poured onto this world-destroying black dragon.

The energy from the pillar of light disappeared, but the blessing of the past did not end. Starlight continued to burst forth from the dimensional rift, as if a volcano was collapsing from the sky and crashing into the black dragon's massive body.

Dragon Soul, a dragon artifact forged by Deathwing Neltharion!

In the Warcraft lore, Neltharion, the Black Dragonflight, forged this artifact by fusing the power of four dragons and demons. However, this artifact also drove him mad, ultimately transforming him into the terrifying Deathwing, who vowed to destroy all of Azeroth.

And now, the same fate will befall Nidhogg.

The dragon's soul embedded itself into its back, transforming into a real lava mountain that merged with its dorsal fin, shattering its scales into pieces, and then fixing them back together with divine power.

The scorching flames flowed down the gaps in the dragon's scales, covering its entire body. Nidhogg roared, and this apocalyptic black dragon seemed to have just experienced death and rebirth. Its body swelled up, almost filling the entire Hvagmir Spring.

Seven beams of starlight followed closely behind, forming a circle around the enormous dragon soul and embedding themselves into the black dragon's flesh.

These are seven evil Dragon Balls numbered from one to seven. Unlike the normal Dragon Balls that are gathered together to grant wishes, these Dragon Balls are evil products that have become negatively charged after making too many wishes over a long period of time. In Dragon Ball GT, they contributed to the birth of the evil Omega Shenron.

Black smoke billowed from the seven evil dragon balls, mixing with the highly toxic miasma inherent in Nidhogg itself, becoming even thicker and more terrifying. The corpses of sinners hanging on its wings all emitted howls in their final moments, urging the ever-expanding body to become even more overwhelming.

With a loud bang, the spring of Hvaghmir could no longer bear the weight of the black dragon and began to crack rapidly from the outer edge of the cliff.

A crown forged from molten lava appeared prominently on Nidhogg's dragon head. It roared and burst out of the spring like Deathwing, covered in flames and ash.

It charged toward the old wound in the tree root, filling its body into the crack, and using the volcano on its back to challenge the boundary between the void and reality.

Unable to withstand the pressure, the wound actually burst open from the inside out, causing a massive explosion along with the spring of Hvaghmir and the surrounding mountains.

It finally fulfilled its own prophecy, completely hollowing out the roots of that world!
The World Root connecting to Niflheim has been completely severed, which should have been impossible. As the foundation of the Nine Realms, they are protected by the void and the springs, and no force should have been able to shake them.

But the black dragon Nidhogg represents a prophecy, an unchangeable Ragnarok.

If there is anything greater than the world in these nine realms, it is destiny. "'When Nidhogg gnaws through the roots of the tree, when the sun and the moon are devoured, when Loki regains his freedom and reunites with his children, Ragnarok will come,' and now all the prophecies have come true."

Yuan Wuyou and her legion were almost instantly "cut" away by the old days, and before the explosion could reach them, they were "attached" back to Nidhogg's back and soared into the sky above the explosion.

As the explosion spread, the entire Spring of Hvaghmir collapsed, and the surrounding land and mountains crumbled like dominoes, plunging reality into this void and unleashing incredible void power.

Niflheim was completely breached, becoming a permanently damaged hole.

The rupture of the world's roots allowed the void to invade this reality without restraint, frantically devouring all matter here, erupting endless void storms, and forming void tides.

Time and space lost their original properties, becoming vortexes like spots of light, revolving around the fault line. Stars and galaxies were stretched to immeasurable distances, changing their positions with the tides of the void, ever-changing.

Similar to the central courtyard surrounded by the boundless sea, this place became the second place in the Nine Realms where the void and reality overlapped.

However, unlike the stable and peaceful Midgard, this place is destined to become a chaotic battleground, an eye of a storm forever affected by the void. The dragonborn legions will be born here, not relying on the interdimensional elevator, but directly flying into the void through their physical bodies to participate in this chaotic divine war.

"Now I can see it—there is a will arranging the stars in the void, Helheim, the land of death, has become an illusory realm of souls, and there is a similar will traversing the Nine Realms, guiding the mindless swarms of insects to attack the realms."

As the prophesied world-destroying black dragon, Nidhogg has now gained the ability to observe the realms from the void. It can see the astral realm, the spirit realm, the nascent celestial embryo, and the swarm of insects belonging to the goddess of fertility, Victoria.

The power of being chosen by God and bestowed by the gods elevated its status to an unprecedented level. It was originally a product of prophecy, and it had a completely different endowment from Freya and Tyne. It knew many things naturally without needing explanation.

“None of these things are as predicted. Sure enough, someone is trying to change fate.” Everything it saw confirmed the old words, without a single lie.

"Someone is trying to reverse their own death and prevent Ragnarok from coming." An ancient voice echoed from the vast void.

“Who is it?” Nidhogg looked up.

“Odin, the king of the gods, has changed the vow he made at the Well of Wisdom, attempting to reverse his destiny and seize control of the nine realms to become the king of the world,” the Ancient replied.

Nidhogg looked into the void again: the void was undergoing violent changes, and star charts and symbols were converging and taking shape within it, as if some will was arranging and drawing them, but it was impossible to see clearly.

"But before Him, we must first deal with the trouble at hand. The gods left behind are also rebelling against fate. In order to counter Odin, they are trying to create an equal monster to steal power from me. We must stop the birth of that embryo."

"Then I know what to do."

Nidhogg extended its body from the Eye of the Void, channeling its terrifying divine power into the myriad serpents within the void storm.

(End of this chapter)