Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 214: The White King actually has such a hobby

[The White King's gaze seems to have bad intentions, hoping to knock on something that makes her happy]
This line of words appeared in Xia Mo's mind, and her face was filled with black lines. Could it be that Bai Wang is the fan leader of Shuang Xia's fans?
Are you kidding me? How could the White King be such a... fairy-quality woman?

Most people who have been supporting the Double Xia CP for many years have clear eyes, are extremely confident, and their IQ increases year by year, and finally they become complete geniuses.

Once people start to support the Shuangxia couple, it means that this person's intelligence, character, and appearance are all top-notch, and he or she will definitely be able to accomplish anything in this life in an honest and upright manner.

"Why are you looking at me? Your eyes are on..." Xia Mo asked vigilantly. She noticed that Bai Wang was staring at her lower abdomen.

Xia Mo: ...

Her cheeks flushed, and Xia Mo covered her belly instead, angrily speaking like a woman.

"abnormal!"

The White King didn't take it seriously and asked back with a smile.

"What's so perverted? You should give a reason for your criticism."

Xia Mo pursed her lips and said nothing. She was wondering whether her actions in the White King's spiritual world would affect reality. Otherwise, she would use Levatin to heat the White King at high temperature and cook him.

When Bai Wang saw Xia Mo's shy look, he thought that the Skull King's joke had not come out that year, otherwise he would have complained that you were blushing like a bubble teapot.

She explained slowly.

“People are also containers that can be cocooned.”

"Isn't it Eri who I gave you? She is the perfect vessel for the White King. If the Holy Remains parasitize her spinal cord, the second generation of the White King will be born."

Xia Mo couldn't help but feel horrified. According to the White King, the means by which the dragons resurrected were no different from those of parasites, which devoured the host by draining its marrow from its bones.

"Do you want Eri to become the White King?" Xia Mo asked.

"No, only Eri is not qualified to become the White King. Her fate has already been determined to become the second White King's wedding dress." The White King said calmly.

"Herzog hopes to become the White King, the pinnacle under the Black King. My brother also covets my power, which is the bargaining chip to resist the Black King. The power of a White King or a Dragon King alone is not enough to fight against the Creator."

"You let Odin escape. What a pity. That battle was probably the closest you got to killing Odin."

"He is not the complete Odin yet. The real Odin is related to the power of time. If we use the alchemical authority of the Bronze and Fire King, it will not be a problem to reverse time and space. Hasn't the world always been like this?" The White King said with a smile.

Xia Mo blinked. She felt that she had absorbed too much information. Did the White King seem to be implying that the world had been restarted? She needed to slow down.

"These are off-topic matters, dear. Please satisfy your curiosity. Let me tell you how the Black King died."

"This question was wrong from the beginning. The Black King never died. His body gradually regained its vitality. For the great man, this was a long sleep, ready for battle. After waking up, he continued an unsuccessful war."

"Nidhoggr, the symbol of despair, is undoubtedly a selfish tyrant who only cares about his ambitions and desires." The White King, as the first minister of the Black King, made a sharp comment.

"On the surface, the Black King died under the siege of many half-blood heroes and the Dragon King. In essence, he failed again and was defeated by his old rival."

"But the Black King will never die. He is the destiny of this world and the cornerstone of the world. Without him, the world will restart. But the Black King has been 'dead' for thousands of years, and the world is still running in an orderly manner. Doesn't it also prove that he has not fallen?" said the White King.

"The Black King is actually a very rigid guy. If you follow the rules he sets, maintain order and don't challenge his authority, then he is a very reasonable person and won't bother with you." "I am his subject, but I have never been beaten, scolded or humiliated by him, and I have no interest in his throne. He is in his empire and I am in my fiefdom, and we live in peace."

The White King recalled the distant past, a time when the half-bloods knew nothing. At that time, the half-bloods had not yet been born, and human civilization was barbaric, crawling under the rule of dragons.

Xia Mo tilted her head.

"Since the Black King has been fair to you and you've said you don't care about the kingship, why are you rebelling against him?"

"You must fulfill your duties and responsibilities in your position," said the White King. "My dear, I told you this when we last met."

"The Black King treats us equally... He ignores us. He is destined to create the dragon race to fulfill his duty as the Creator, but he lacks the Creator's love." The White King said dimly, "He and the dragon race are in appearance but not in spirit. You can say that the Black King is a member of the dragon race, or you can say that the Black King is an existence separated from the dragon race."

"To put it simply, they give birth to the child but don't raise it." Xia Mo spread her hands.

"That's a very good analogy. It makes me hate Him even more." The White King agreed.

"It is precisely because he is an irresponsible creator and a selfish tyrant that he does not care about the lives of his subjects. The world will be shattered every time he fails. If the war continues, the dragon race will continue to lose people. He desires war, but we do not."

"Ask yourself, I believe he can win. Really, there is no one in the world who believes he can win more than I do except him. But the price of winning is that he will be the only one left alive in this world. The Black King will bring down the entire dragon clan. You know I am very loved by my subjects. There is no other way. For their sake, I must resist the Black King, kill him, and stop his delusions."

"Have you done this for yourself, for them?" Xia Mo stared into the Bai Wang's glacier blue eyes.

The White King smiled, she said.

"Most of the myths recorded by humans are about the death of the old gods and the birth of new humans. I am an old god, and I haven't lived long enough."

"Dear, do you know? I am very interested in outer space. When humans successfully landed on the moon, I was as happy as you are. I fantasized about interstellar travel and watched many science fiction movies. I watched 2001: A Space Odyssey no less than a hundred times. I have long since had enough of staying on Earth."

"But although my body is strong, I don't have the ability to fly to the moon. I admit that I am not as good as Ultraman."

Xia Mo hesitated, not knowing what to say.

The dignified White King, the second in command of the Dragon Clan, is actually obsessed with science fiction movies. What about the stereotypes that the mixed-bloods have about you?

Cruelty and tyranny, didn't Herzog say that you worship the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest?

So, while laymen watch the excitement, experts see the details. Herzog has seen several pure-blooded dragons in his life, and he feels that he has comprehended the dragon civilization.

The barbaric nomadic peoples in ancient times had organizations and countries. The Spartan warriors of Sparta also had their own unique civilization. Although they looked like cannibals on the battlefield, who would eat raw meat when there was barbecue?

Herzog's theory of cannibalism does not seem to be about worshipping dragons as a higher civilization, but rather about the baring of teeth by wild animals on the African savannah.

In fact, the dragon clan used alchemy and words to form a very advanced civilization. They may not have invented the telephone, but they also had alchemical creations similar to the telephone. The cities they built were not only hundreds of meters high, but could even reach the sky.

But all of this was destroyed by Ragnarok, and Atlantis sank into the sea. It was originally a land empire.

The White King sometimes finds it very interesting, because the largest-scale Ragnarok has caused the dragon race to face the most serious extinction in history, causing the human civilization that was once despised to develop relatively safely to this day, lighting up the technology tree that shares resources with the dragon race but takes a different path in essence.

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(End of this chapter)