Throne of the North.

Chapter 454: Dragon Warrior Specimen, Dragon Civilization
On the streets of Odin City, the dragon's sharp claws slowly approached the bard. That light claw was like a heavy mountain to humans.

The heavy force easily tore open the chest of the bard Sven, cutting his flesh and breaking the bones in his chest. The sound of his heartbeat was strong and powerful.

The huge dragon pupil came closer and looked at Sven's heart.

"Human, there is no mark of the dragon in your heart. You are not the Chosen One."

The dragon Drummond roared in anger. He felt deceived. For this crime of deceiving the king, he would bring disaster of destruction to many people, and the bard in front of him would bear the brunt of it.

The ferocious dragon head opened, and a blazing dragon breath of fire gathered in Drummond's mouth. Sven still couldn't tell its type, but he understood that fire seemed to be the means mastered by this dragon. At least it was not an ice dragon like Lord Areris.

"Perhaps, I can help you find the Chosen Dragon."

“I already have a direction.”

Sven said weakly, letting the dragon Drummond's breath extinguish in his mouth, and his head drooped.

"Human, you can't deceive me a second time."

"I did not deceive you, Your Majesty, the Honorable King Drummond. I don't know who told you that I was the Chosen Dragon, but I am not. I never told you that I was the Chosen Dragon. I did not deceive you."

"I just want to be close to you and use my only loyalty to help you accomplish what you want."

Roar--

The dragon roared, indeed, it was not the slave before him that deceived him.

"How are you going to help me?"

Sven was extremely confused, but he said:
"I have traveled to many places and heard that the Chosen Dragons are the enemies of the Dragon Lords. If those people did not deceive me, then the Chosen Dragons must have strength to be able to resist the gaze of a powerful Dragon Lord like you."

"They are doomed to fail, but they can struggle in your flames."

“Ordinary people can’t do that.”

"So, in places that can provide power to the Chosen Dragons, there is a high probability that the Chosen Dragons will appear."

The dragon walked on the street, destroying houses one by one with its body and wings. It walked around Sven and finally stopped behind him.

"You speak well, my slave."

"Your humble slave will serve you faithfully, and if you need my heart, I can give it to you."

Sven said weakly, his heart exposed to the air, and he said so many words. If Ryan hadn't given him the blessing of the stag, making his energy and blood stronger than that of ordinary people, he would have died long ago.

The vitality brought by the deer spirit's blessing has allowed him to persevere until now.

The dragon claw fell again, and the extraordinary power healed Sven's wounds, but the weakness caused by excessive blood loss could not be recovered.

"Promise me that you will find the Chosen Dragon for me."

"I swear on my life."

The dragon roared again, and a magic mark fell in the void. This was the power of the contract, and he was being watched by a terrifying existence. If Sven broke the contract, he would suffer a terrible curse.

The giant dragon spread its wings and flew towards the top of the mountain, leaving the weak Sven sitting on the ground in a mess, breathing in less than breathing out.

He felt like he was going to die.

……

"You wasted a drop of my precious holy water. If I hadn't recently reached a cooperation with Archbishop Adriana, I wouldn't have saved you."

"So remember, don't let your life be hurt so easily. I am very selfish when it comes to wealth."

Ryan put away the crystal bottle with a distressed look on his face and looked at Sven whose face was gradually turning red. The latter smiled awkwardly.

"Master Ryan, the bard's duty is to bring you stories and fine wine from far away."

"This is one of the few loyalties I have."

"You really don't have much."

Ryan listened to Sven's description and began to think.

"The Chosen Dragon, a human challenger to the dragon. But I feel something is strange about it."

"Yes, Lord Ryan, I feel very strange too."

"The cruel dragon was actually willing to listen to a human like me. He even spared my life and made a unilateral contract with me."

"Compared to a dragon, it is more like a human king, but as a human king, it is too cruel."

Sven still remembered that in Odin City, at least hundreds of people were buried under the ruins after the arrival of the dragon.

"What's the situation with this Dragon Chosen?"

Ryan was thinking on Rhino Horn Mountain. This time he was no longer surrounded by Sven, but core extraordinary people like Rose and Grand Wizard McKen.

"According to the bard's records, it seems that the Chosen Dragon does not refer to a certain type of person who initiates a challenge. It is even so accurate that a Chosen Dragon appears every fifty years. The only similar thing in human history is the Church."

"In the past, the Holy See would have the Son of God born every once in a while, and the time interval was fixed."

"If these two things are similar, then there is only one answer, and that is the gods."

"The gods decide everything. The Dragon Chosen One is decided by the Dragon God of that world."

"The Dragon God and the Demon Dragon should both be great beings, right? What is their relationship with the Dragon Emperor?"

"They may be the victors against the Dragon Emperor. The relationship between the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon God and the Demon Dragon is like a war started by three rulers. In the end, the Dragon Emperor failed, and the Demon Dragon and the Dragon God divided Nidhogg."

The information that the Dragon Emperor had told Ryan before indicated that this was a war between gods and spirits. In other words, the fuse of the war that broke out in Nidhogg was this incident, and the same was true for the reason for the pan-dimensional war between gods and spirits.

Their war is part of the pan-dimensional war between gods.

"Find out what the dragon's army is!"

Ryan's order made Sven a little tired, but now he didn't need to be cautious. Walking in the city of Odin, all the human slaves who saw him knelt on the ground subconsciously.

Sven was given power by the dragon lord Drummond.

"Your Majesty, I have come to ask for your help."

"I heard that thirty miles south of Odin City, there is a tree growing on a mountain. The fruit of that tree can give people the power of a bison."

"I think if the Dragon Chosen exists, he will definitely go there to pick the fruits that are about to ripen."

"I ask that you give me an army capable of capturing the Chosen One."

Sven felt strange. This dragon monarch seemed to like humans calling him "Your Majesty".

Of course, this kind of liking also led to the fact that when Sven stood in Odin City again, there was no one around him.

Because behind Sven, there were ten tall, dark monsters standing.

They looked like humans, holding long swords that looked like dragon teeth in both hands, but their skin was as dark as the rough skin of wild beasts, which was difficult to tear even with a dagger. They were tall, two heads taller than Sven, and when they stood on the ground, they could look into the eyes of the Northern warhorses.

The neck was covered with dragon scales, which opened and closed slightly, just like fish gills to replace breathing. As for the eyes, they were even more frightening. They were pure black, with no pupils, no whites, just blackness.

They were like soulless machines, standing dully behind Sven.

"Uncle Sven, are you going to kill the Chosen Dragon?"

Millie asked in a low voice, hiding her little head behind the door.

"I don't even know where the Dragon Chosen One is. Besides, it's not necessarily the dragons who decide who the Dragon Chosen One is."

Sven looked at Millie with a smile, waved his hand to let her leave, and left Odin City with ten dragon warriors.

The ten warriors behind him were very dazed, but their desire and means of fighting had absolutely nothing to do with dazedness, even to the point of shocking and frightening Sven.

He saw with his own eyes that a second-level monster was torn into pieces gracefully, cleanly and swiftly in front of these ten dragon warriors, turning into pieces of flesh, blood and bones on the ground.

The dragon tooth swords in their hands were terrifyingly sharp, their strength was strong enough to fight against the monsters head-on, and their speed was like the shadows in the woods, appearing a hundred meters away in the next moment as the shade of the trees swayed.

A natural born warrior, no, an absolute war machine. "Can they handle such an enemy?"

Sven was a little nervous, and soon he led his men to the destination he had told the Dragon Lord. There was a mountain here, and on the mountain there was a tree that could produce extraordinary fruits. The tree could provide magicians with materials for magic potions, but now it had been moved by Ryan.

The only ones left here were a group of fully armed soldiers.

The moment these dark dragon warriors appeared, the knights in the mountains and forests also woke up. The sound of long swords being unsheathed made the dragon warriors assume a fighting stance, with one sword in front and the other sword held behind their backs. With their legs slightly bent, they rushed into the mountains and forests.

The fighting stance is to attack.

"Get 'em!"

Egil's voice was heard in the forest, followed by the howling of a giant wolf. A hundred knights and squires rushed out and overwhelmed the ten dragon warriors.

Egil's wild fighting style was still more powerful. He directly pierced through the chest of a dragon warrior. However, the dragon warrior was not dead yet. It seemed that his vital point was not the heart.

He glanced at Sven, who shook his head slightly. Those monsters did not pose much threat to these dragon warriors.

But it didn't matter. The large gum net bound the dragon warrior tightly. The surrounding knights and servants rushed up and blocked the remaining dragon warriors.

"Catch that human!"

Egil shouted frantically, and the soldiers began to kill Sven.

Sven looked a little panicked and shouted out loudly.

"Damn those Chosen Dragons, they got here first, protect me now!!!"

He kept retreating, and the dragon warriors fought and retreated, and soon they left the mountain with Sven.

However, there were only eight of the ten dragon warriors left.

Frozen collar.

Chief alchemist Rose used pieces of metal to lock the dragon warrior in a magical seal, making him unable to move.

"This blood doesn't look like the blood of the gods' followers. It looks more like mutated human blood."

Rose took out a crystal container and shook the liquid inside which exuded an evil smell. It was bright red, but also strange.

“The very breath of the soul has been changed.”

Archmage Luna said that her research on soul magic has made good progress recently.

"Their souls have turned into some kind of pure energy essence, which seems to contain the breath of a dragon."

In short, it is not a human soul, so even the eyes are dark.

"In life form, in bones and skin, it is closer to wild beasts, closer to magical beasts with dragon blood."

Archmage McKen said that as a veterinarian... and as an archmage who had studied life magic for hundreds of years, he could draw conclusions to verify the flesh and blood physiques of these dragon warriors.

"The weak spot should be at the neck. The dragon's heart scale is known as the only weak spot that gives the heroes a chance to kill the dragon. It's on the dragon's chest, but on these warriors, it's at their necks."

This problem was easy. Ryan looked at Rose, and the shadow under the latter's feet turned into a giant crystal python, biting towards the dragon warrior's neck. As the dragon scales broke, a green light floated up and struggled in the air, but it could not escape the blockade of the crystal python's big mouth no matter what.

The transparent crystal python allows everyone to see the green 'heart'.

"This is the essence. All the energy and motivation of the dragon warriors come from it. This thing should be what the sacrifice has obtained."

Human slaves sacrificed dragons to create this dragon essence, and thus created dragon warriors.

This involves a process of sacrifice and transformation, so the previous statement that the gods were directly involved can be ruled out.

Because if it is really the direct intervention of the gods, then there is no need for such a troublesome process. The sacrifices only need to get a little closer to the great gods, and their lives and souls will be twisted instinctively, and they will naturally become the gods' followers.

The existence of a process means that the level is not high enough. If the level is not high enough, it means that this kind of sacrifice may really be just for the dragons themselves.

Legend is the upper limit of this kind of sacrifice.

"what's it for?"

"Hehe, in the extraordinary world, any extraordinary materials are precious to magicians."

Master Macken laughed.

"If you don't know what it is used for, the easiest way is to sell it to the magic academy. The magicians there will have ten thousand ways to analyze this thing."

Magicians who pursue the truth do not have much reverence for the gods.

On the other side, Brock also came over with the Dragon Tooth Sword in his hand.

"This weapon is not forged."

"More like grown."

"That's what they look like."

"A dragon's teeth would look like this?"

Brock nodded uncertainly, then said:
"What I'm worried about is not these, but that it can continue to grow, so... these dragon warriors may have even more powerful arms."

There are more powerful ones than these.

According to the samples brought back by Egil, Ryan has seen the power of these dragon warriors. Their individual capabilities are even more elite than the knight squires under his command. If he wants to ensure a 100% victory, he needs two squires to do it.

Brock asked Ryan for dragon bone marrow, which might be the energy that makes the Dragon Tooth Sword more powerful.

"These dragon marrows...be careful."

This thing was marked by a great being, and Ryan was not sure if there would be any problems, so he only gave Brock a little bit.

"Sven left me a message saying that there are fifteen cities like Odin in Esil and fifteen in Muspel."

"However, not every city has a dragon monarch. Some lands are vacant."

"thirty……"

Ryan was horrified by this number, because the bard had previously calculated the population of Odin City through simple calculations.

Including villages and towns, the population of the land ruled by the Dragon Lord Drummond is probably no less than 80,000. If you multiply that by 30...

This is the most populous alien world Ryan has ever encountered.

"Fifteen to fifteen. Ten of them might have been taken from the Dragon Emperor. That is, before the Pan-Plane War of the Gods, when Nidhogg was in a three-way confrontation, each of them had ten cities."

The number of dragons is not the number of cities. This news is the only consolation for Ryan. If there were really thirty legendary dragons, he would want to bring the entire Flor Empire to invade.

You should know that there are only ten legendary magicians enshrined in the Flor Empire.

"Can you find a way to kill a dragon monarch?"

Ryan looked at the extraordinary people around him, and no one could answer his question.

Is it easy to kill a legend? For them, legend is the end of the extraordinary path they pursue, but why is it so cheap in Ryan's mouth?

Moreover, killing a legendary being and killing a dragon are two completely different problems. The dragon can stand at the top of the food chain and it is top-notch in all aspects. If they are all legends, then the dragon is naturally on the side of the masters among the legends.

Let alone legends, even if it was an underage Sanctuary Dragon, they might not be able to kill it even if they combined.

In the description of the magicians, if the Sanctuary mages are given time, they will be able to unleash terrible power that can kill legends.

Similarly, dragons are against magicians. Among dragons, killing a sanctuary dragon is no less difficult than killing a legendary one.

It is difficult to describe the combat effectiveness of these two types of life using realm.

"It seems that this cannot be done. Then we can only focus on that Dragon Chosen One."

Ryan said this, it seems that this world of Nidhogg will be a protracted war.

(End of this chapter)