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"Huchihuchi——"

Nuo Nuo suddenly knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, and it took her a lot of effort to pull her mind out of it.

"What is that...what is that?"

At this moment, Nono had a terrible guess in his heart, that just like the Black King Nidhogg, and even the entire Blue Star, they might all be products created by that unknown majestic dragon.

But how is this possible? This is too ridiculous!
Dragons created the world?

Just as Nuo Nuo was shocked by her own horrible guess, Lu Mingfei walked up to her with concern and asked, "Are you okay?"

Nuo Nuo shook his head, stood up, took a look at the sword named Wang Quan, and returned it to Lu Mingfei, saying, "The origin of this sword may be far beyond the ordinary. Since that weirdo gave it to you, he must have a purpose."

"Purpose?"

Lu Mingfei laughed at himself: "What can a poor guy like me be coveted for?"

Nuo Nuo said: "Lu Mingfei, you know, you are actually very special. I can only tell you that you are very important to us."

"It was the principal's decision to admit you. As for why the principal is so optimistic about you..."

Nuo Nuo paused, then pointed at the long sword in Lu Mingfei's hand and said, "I didn't understand it before, but now I seem to understand a little."

Nuo Nuo put her hands on Lu Mingfei's shoulders and asked, "You are destined to be extraordinary. If you were allowed to choose again, would you agree to enroll?"

"You will enter the real world, and naturally, these ordinary lives will gradually drift away from you. Legend or ordinary, there are two roads in front of you, how do you choose?"

Lu Mingfei looked into Nuonuo's eyes and recalled the scenes in his life from childhood to adulthood, not being noticed, not being valued, not being...

It just so happens that he is the one who is most easily overlooked, an inconspicuous character in the crowd, and even the word "ordinary" is a luxury for him.

He seemed to be wandering outside this world, unable to fit in. His only anchor was the family affection that had long been tainted by interests.

As for love, there has never been any...

"I accept!"

Lu Mingfei said these three words very solemnly.

Even though he knew that the road ahead was uncertain and he didn't know what kind of scenery was waiting for him, at this moment, he really wanted to escape from this place and find a similar world.

Guided by Nono, he called Professor Guderian and said two words that influenced the rest of his life.

"Sure!"

"Verification passed, option enabled."

"Lu Mingfei, date of birth: 14th, gender: male, ID: AD0013, class: S, included in the list of Kassel College, database access rights enabled, account enabled, course selection table generated."

"I'm Norma, the secretary of Kassel College. I'm happy to serve you. Your plane ticket, passport and visa will arrive within three weeks. Welcome, Lu Mingfei."

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"Professor Guderian, are you saying that someone gave Lu Mingfei a knife?"

"Yes, Principal. According to the information reported by Nuo Nuo, the knife is a Tang horizontal knife. However, through her profiling ability, she seems to have seen something shocking. I have asked Norma to send you the detailed report."

Angers on the other end of the phone had neatly combed white hair. Time had left deep marks on his face, but the lines were still sharp, and light danced in his silver-gray eyes, making him look like a young lion.

He was wearing a black tailor-made suit, shiny leather shoes, and a bright red rose on his chest.

At this moment, he put down the coffee cup in his hand and looked at the email sent by Professor Guderian.

"Black King Nidhogg?"

"And... the dragon that created the world?" Angé frowned and thought hard.

In numerous myths and legends, Nidhogg is described as a black dragon entrenched in the roots of the world tree. He is the embodiment of despair and disaster, and one of the few monsters in Norse mythology that even the king of gods fears.

According to the Norse mythology epic "Prose Edda", the world tree that supports the world has three main roots, one in Asgard, the place where the gods live, and one in Jotunheim, the country of giants.

The last one is in Niflheim, the country of fog, and the black dragon Nidhogg lives at the root of the tree.

He drives countless poisonous snakes to gnaw at the roots of the World Tree non-stop. Legend has it that when the roots are completely eaten, the World Tree will wither, the world will be destroyed, and the Twilight of the Gods will come.

Everything will turn into chaos in despair and return to the starting point, waiting for the next creator god to be born and create the world again.

The God of Creation?

Just like God Jehovah.

Where there is good, there must be evil that opposes it. Nidhogg represents destruction, and in Nono's profile, there is another dragon that represents creation. Could that be the White King?

No, that's not right!

Angé quickly denied his guess. Although there was little information about the White King, the dragon that Nono "saw" was purple, not white at all.

What about Tiamat?

It is said that she was originally the mother of life who created the world, in charge of the authority of life and dragons, and was also the mother of evil dragons.

Not right either!
Tiamat has five dragon heads: white, black, green, blue and red, and her body is also covered with stripes of these five colors.

There is no dragon in any record that can correspond to the report submitted by Nono. In Nono's description, it is a dragon that seems to be in charge of the stars.

Create the world, control the stars, infinitely great...

Just as Ange was thinking, a voice suddenly came to his ear: "Why don't you think about the mythology of Shenzhou?"

"Um?!"

Ange raised his head and saw a young man in black clothes and golden eyes standing next to him. What kind of eyes were those?
Rising like the sun, constant like the moon!
Sacred, proud, majestic, ancient, no words can fully describe its characteristics. It is like facing the ultimate rules between heaven and earth, and the only thing to do is surrender.

"who are you?"

The blood-red Damascus alchemical folding knife appeared in Ange's hand, and he looked at the other party vigilantly.

The other party was quite curious about the folding knife in his hand and asked, "Is this the Atkan long knife that was passed down in the family of Menek Cassel? Although it was made after being broken, it still has the ability to kill the first generation."

"In this world, it is considered extraordinary."

"This world, what do you mean?"

The man smiled and asked, "Do you know anything about the myths and legends of Shenzhou?"

Before Ange could answer, the man continued, "In the myths and legends of the Red County Shenzhou, there are six great gods."

"They are: the Jade Emperor who rules over all the heavens, the Emperor of the Upper Palace of the Heaven who rules over all the gods, the Emperor of the North Pole of the Purple Star who rules over all the stars, the Emperor of the East Pole of the Blue Flower who rules over all the spirits, the Emperor of the South Pole of the Immortal who rules over all things, and the Emperor of the Earth who rules over all the lands."

"Who do you think is the majestic dragon that created the stars?" the man said slowly with some kind of evil taste.

At this time, Ange narrowed his eyes and asked back, "You mean, the Liuyu in Shenzhou mythology are six dragons? And the planet we are on was fabricated by a dragon? What a joke!"

The other party smiled and nodded: "Your vision is still too narrow after all. There are four monarchs under the black dragon Nidhogg, and the black dragon occupies only a throne."

"Guess what's on the throne?"

(End of this chapter)