Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 238 The past events that King Bai and I had to talk about

"I wonder if you have remembered which five dragon kings shared your flesh and blood back then?"

The woman's voice was very soft, like a lover's whisper in the ear, echoing quietly in the silent church.

But to Zhou Xuan's ears, the sound was as deafening as a thunderbolt from the blue, and the noisy tinnitus surged in like a tidal wave breaking a dam.

The scene in front of him began to blur and become chaotic, as if he had seen the dim scene when the heaven and earth first opened, the sky was dim, the earth was dark, and everything was mixed.

The memory fragments buried deep in the soul broke free from the shackles of time one after another, like heavy hammers falling heavily, rushing to hit Zhou Xuan's brain.

Zhou Xuan covered his forehead in pain, and cold sweat instantly covered his forehead and temples.

tree.

A tree appeared before him.

It was a towering tree that could not be described in words, as if the rise and fall of the entire world were engraved on its simple branches.

"I will share the power of the world with you, and I will save your life in the future."

Then, the giant white dragon straightened up its body like a flashback, and struggled to raise its head.

Unconcealable doubts and shock emerged from her huge pupils. She struggled to read out the ancient and magnificent dragon language, and used her last strength to activate an unknown speaking spirit.

"We depend on each other in life and death along the way, sharing weal and woe. No matter whether it is a thousand or ten thousand years, it cannot be worn away, and even death cannot destroy it."

The white dragon was covered in wounds and fragments.

At the last moment of the white dragon's life, she suddenly saw the tiny figure on the World Tree.

Under the tree, there are countless venomous snakes covered with dense scales, gnawing crazily on the roots of the world tree, just like what is described in Norse mythology.

"How about it, a visitor from another world?"

The white priest who was once able to compete with the Black King Nidhogg has now reached the end of her life, and the grand plan she conceived seems to have ended in failure.

The dark green canopy is like an ocean hanging upside down in the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, swallowing up all light and heat.

However, Zhou Xuan did not see the black dragon Nidhogg among the poisonous snakes under the World Tree. Instead, he only saw a white giant dragon.

This idea suddenly appeared in Zhou Xuan's mind, as sacred and sublime as the divine revelation in the Bible, unquestionable.

"I saw a branch and a half of the future time tens of millions of years later. I saw Nidhogg's final death, but to get there, you and I need more help and strength."

Except for the World Tree, there will be no other tree in the world with such a great appearance.

"Are you willing to sign a contract with me?"

But he found that his perspective at the moment was on this tree.

……

"When the black dragon Nidhogg and the poisonous snakes gnaw at the roots of the World Tree, the twilight of the gods will come, all the old gods will fall, and new gods will be born."

The white dragon's voice roared like thunder, but it also revealed a softness and warmth like the March spring breeze.

This noble and great creature was lying dying under the World Tree. Tens of thousands of venomous snakes were gnawing at her scales, sucking her blood, and tearing at her flesh and blood, but she didn't even have the strength to cry out. there is none left.

world Tree.

The memory fragment stopped abruptly, and another completely different picture appeared in front of Zhou Xuan's eyes seamlessly.

The dim candlelight gave off a faint light, swaying slightly in the thick and substantial darkness.

Heavy breathing sounded one after another in the small room, and the whispers became clearer and more specific.

"What are you waiting for? We have been searching for thousands of years, just to find traces of the World Tree. Only the World Tree can make up for our damage."

"The flesh and blood of the human before us has the taste of the World Tree. This may be our only chance. Only by completing ourselves can we resist the one on the throne." "In the eyes of other dragons, we are superior. The Dragon King is an inviolable and great creature, but you all know that we are just pets raised by the one on the throne!"

"No one can bear to be bound by chains for thousands of years, let alone the Dragon King!"

"What are you still hesitating about?"

Dead silence spread in the dark room, and the candle flickered uneasily.

"Brother... we... do we really want to eat this human being?" A young boy's thin voice sounded quietly.

"Constantine, my brother can do this kind of thing. You don't have to force yourself. You can go out first." A calm voice responded.

……

"Sister, let's go, it's so dark here, I'm scared!" A somewhat silly voice rang.

After a moment of silence, a clear and sweet female voice sounded.

"Odin, my brother and I will do our best to help you on the day of rebellion, but forget about other things. Besides, with such a human being, the remaining five of you are not enough."

"Farewell."

Then, there was a sound of footsteps gradually getting further away.

"Jörmungandr is really stupid and weak." The man's voice sounded again.

"Everyone, let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, a heartbreaking pain suddenly invaded Zhou Xuan's mind.

The sound of flesh and blood being eaten and chewed lingered in my ears like a devil, lingering in my ears.

He finally saw clearly where he was.

It was a long solid wood table, with eight magnificent thrones made of bronze beside the table.

The three thrones were empty and no one was seen.

There were dark figures sitting on the other five thrones, and the smell of blood that was so strong that it couldn't be dispelled came from their bodies.

Life quickly flew away from Zhou Xuan's body, and the severe pain crawled into his heart along with fear, penetrating into his soul like maggots in the tarsal bones.

Between the trance of life and death, the oath made thousands of years ago seemed to ring in his ears.

"We depend on each other in life and death along the way, sharing weal and woe. No matter whether it is a thousand or ten thousand years, it cannot be worn away, and even death cannot destroy it."

"Don't worry, I will preserve your soul and wait for the destined future."

"For great creatures like us, every death is to return better."

The woman's chuckle quietly echoed in his ears.

……

The memory fragment ended completely here, and Zhou Xuan's clothes had already been completely wet with sweat.

He breathed heavily uncontrollably, like a man about to drown suddenly regaining oxygen.

The scene in front of him is no longer a towering tree or a dark room, but a magnificent church and a seductive woman in white.

The woman walked up to Zhou Xuan calmly and looked into his eyes calmly.

"Can you trust me more now?"

she chuckled.

(End of this chapter)