Throne of the North.

Chapter 492 Three-headed Demon Dragon, Angel of Dawn

He has awakened.

The broken glacier, the boiling origin of the world, the huge shell moves in the hideous cracks, and the dark skin rubs against the solid ice surface.

The sparks ignited the entire glacier, and the eternal ice turned into a huge wave covering the top of life. Behind the huge wave, a dark shadow gradually rose, and a dragon head larger than a dragon opened its dark golden pupils, followed by a second one...

【Hoo~】

He was calling and breathing. The appearance of this long-lost world remained unchanged in His memory.

Three dragon heads like pillars of heaven stood at the extreme north of the world. It seemed that He had not yet fully awakened. He was a little at a loss. At the same time, everyone could see that His body was still frozen.

Below the three dragon heads, a fiery red sword pinned Him here.

Surtur's weapon, He threw his weapon from the fire in the south, sealing the body of the dragon here, and even at a certain location, the cold wind from the north came from the torn crack.

The dragon struggled, roared angrily, and saw the sword on his body.

Roar--

A dragon's roar awakened the vitality of this world. The ocean began to violently rise again, and tides swept across the frozen sea from all directions. The mountains on land were also rising, the forests were expanding, and even the earth was shaking, causing panic among the millions of people who were farming.

but……

Not enough, isn’t it?

“Is this really a great existence?”

Ryan looked up at the magnificent life. He should not be a life that any world could support.

But in Ryan's opinion, "He" still should not be considered a great existence.

He is too vulgar.

Is Surtur vulgar? With such a tall and big body, he looks quite vulgar, but in fact, he is not. He is the origin of fire. All matter that approaches Surtur will turn into fire. Countless people can't even see Surtur moving towards here from the southern ocean.

Even all of Surtur's actions are manifested in the world through extreme weather and environment, and mortals are not qualified to watch his every move directly.

Of course, being watched by Surtur is also a disaster, and the flocks of dusk followers in the sky are the best explanation.

But the dragon before them could be seen by everyone, and at no cost. His anger made people fear and respect him, but that was all.

Simply put, it's low-brow.

"This is His body. The will of the dragon has been separated. He has awakened, but no one knows where he is."

Ivar said this, his face a little pale, and he didn't know if it was because of the cracks in the ice under his feet that caused the backlash of the forbidden spell.

“He will definitely come back.”

"His body is here. He needs a body to bear His power. Moreover, the demon dragon originally represents the strong flesh and blood of the dragon. His body is His most powerful part."

"It's just that without the will, the body can't be considered a god."

"He is just a shell."

After listening to this, Ryan raised a question.

“How to drive Him out?”

"He will escape on his own."

Yes, being watched by the Lord of Dawn is not a good thing for the current dragon. Even though the Lord of Dawn, the God of Light, the so-called sun in the sky, has also fallen into a deep sleep, His greatness is written in every corner of the immortal chapter of history. Even in sleep, the light He radiates makes the gods awe-inspiring.

Besides... Chenxi is in a deep sleep. If the dragon can be killed, maybe it will wake Chenxi up.

This is what the dragon thought.

So a dark light crossed the sky at this moment and sank into the body of the three-headed dragon from the depths of the distant sea. Not long after, the surface of the bodies of the three huge-headed dragons began to emit a faint glow.

His person is returning.

Ryan discovered that the giant dragons in the sky began to fall like rain. They did not dare to continue in the sky, as that would be a blasphemy to the great existence.

The followers of Dusk were fearless, so they soon suffered a devastating blow.

Ryan barely raised his head, and for a moment he felt like his brain was going to explode. Perhaps because he had endured the power of a great existence, he had adapted to the pain, and then he saw one of the three dragon heads open its dark bloody mouth.

Immediately afterwards, all the dusk dragons were bitten to pieces.

There was nothing fancy, it was just bitten to pieces. Ryan didn't see the big bite, and there was no trace of the dusk's followers in the sky anymore.

The sky was no longer filled with colorful auroras, but only darkness.

The dragon has returned completely. This great existence makes it impossible for mortals like Ryan to see His appearance. They can only see the world in darkness.

No, in the dark world, there is a brilliant red light.

That was fire, that was a sword.

Surtur's weapon is still stuck in the dragon's body.

The dragon was furious about this. His great body was seriously injured when he was left with only instinct. He roared, and one of his heads bit towards the place where the flaming sword was.

Don't underestimate the dragon's bite. It is not a bite, but a collision between the world's sky and earth. It is very likely that he will bite the sword off.

But He couldn't do it. Surtur arrived, and the fiery red power illuminated half of the sky. Only a few people could see Surtur, the giant of fire, the leader of dusk, reborn in the flames. The angry god grabbed the dragon's head that turned away with his only remaining arm, and then bit the dragon's neck.

The world roared in anger, that was the roar of the dragon. Surtur would not tolerate it and directly rammed into the dragon. The next moment, the two magnificent beings fell into the deep sea of ​​the glacier together.

Surtur took the opportunity to retract his weapon, and the flaming sword he drew out dealt the dragon a second blow. He was furious, and the head in the middle finally joined the battle.

Then he crashed headfirst into the flaming sword swung by Surtur.

The dark airflow was like a waterfall pouring down from the sky. The dragon's head was cut off and turned into a vast black air in the sky of Nidhogg.

Ryan found that his spiritual panel was greedily devouring again.

"Dusk, eternity, old times..."

That’s right, this time in the column of divinity, there is an old suffix after Tai Su.

[Divinity: Taisu (Eternal), Taisu (Old Days), Giant Mammoth]

It is the same as the previous twilight divinity, but this time, it is the old divinity, and it still uses the aether as the base unit.

Surtur gave him the divinity of dusk, Adriana gave him the divine gift of eternity, and this dragon was the divinity of the old days.

Does this mean that there are also disputes over positions among these great beings?

In any case, he would keep it for now. The spiritual panel would slowly make him understand the role of these divinities. At worst, he could create a group of dependent legions to fight for him, which would be very useful.

Ryan absorbed greedily, but perhaps because his own power was small and the range he covered was not large enough, until the black air in the sky dissipated completely, he had only absorbed less than two hundred Taisu units of the old divinity.

"Compared to the sun in the sky, its quality is still too poor."

Eternal divinity, a little bit of Taisu's divine gift, has benefited Ryan infinitely.

"We have to leave some for Surtur."

Ryan did not forget the contract between him and Surtur, and couldn't help but look up when he thought of this.

"Can you try harder? Kill Him?"

If it is divided among Surtur, there won't be much of the old divinity left, so he can only find a way to earn more.

The loss of the dragon's head did not seem to have that much of an impact on the demon dragon. At least in the following battle, the demon dragon gradually adapted to its awakened body and began to fight back.

The two great beings have a most crucial problem, that is, the dragon has awakened, but Surtur is still sleeping.

There is a huge gap between awakening and sleeping. [Death!]

“You don’t have that authority.”

There was unexpected wisdom in the eyes of the evil dragon. He raised his head. At a height that mortals could not see, his power had been avoiding the gaze of the Lord of Dawn, otherwise Surtur would not be his opponent.

Surtur wouldn't care. He only had two options: anger and even more anger. And each choice would make him more powerful.

But this is not enough. Now that the dragon has fully awakened, even if its divine power is not at its peak, it still has many means to fight against Surtur.

For example... the aura of darkness engulfed Surtur, like a giant elephant trapped in a muddy swamp. The more Surtur struggled in anger, the more the dragon would be able to devour his deepest divine origin.

There is a gulf of reason between awakening and not awakening.

……

Ashes fell from the sky, just like the end of many wars that Llane had commanded, except that this time the ashes came from Surtur, and the eternally burning flames turned into ashes in the face of the dragon's power.

"god……"

Under the sky where darkness and dusk are intertwined, the extraordinary army is holding on to the cracked ice, and the dragon is crawling at the bottom of the world, but the sky.

There are still figures floating in the sky.

The flames formed a cloak hundreds of meters long, draped over Leon Clayton's back. He raised his head, his eyes burned from looking directly at the gods, tears of blood flowed, but he still raised his head and slowly spoke of the great existence.

"god."

A certain terrifying power began to be released from his body, and that power was also great and sacred.

The blasphemous nobles of the Flor Empire have stolen too much divinity, and in their hands, they have the means to fight against the gods.

At this moment, Earl Clayton rode the giant dragon and rushed towards the sky. The fire dragon Christman was so afraid of the power in him that his body trembled but he still flew upwards.

It flew so high that Ryan could no longer see what Earl Clayton had released, but soon the sky was torn apart.

In the darkness of the dragon and the dusk sky of Surtur, a tiny hole was pierced and torn apart, and the source of divinity was annihilated. The hole was only the size of a tiny fist.

But soon, the fist-sized hole was filled with sunlight.

The golden sunlight shines down. It is the power of the Lord of Dawn, the God of Light. He has finally locked onto this world. He has fixed his eyes here.

In the golden sunlight, Earl Clayton fell from the sky. The Fire Dragon was too heavy and faster than him, smashing a huge hole in the ice. The cold sea water poured back. Tens of thousands of Fire Dragon Knights swarmed over, fished the fallen Earl Clayton out of the sea, and placed him on a soft marshmallow-like substance.

"This is a cloud bed woven by fairies."

This was the second time Ryan heard the goblin word, but now he didn't care so much, because the power of dawn had arrived and the balance of the war between the dragon and Surtur had been broken.

The dragon had been using its own power to avoid the gaze of the great being brought by the Flower of Dawn. Now the hole that had been opened was like an ant hole in a dam. In an instant, endless snow-white holy light fell.

Ryan saw angels in this holy light.

It had many wings, flapping in the sunlight, making it impossible to look directly at it. Then, a sword was seen, and the sword was raised, and then a white beam of light shot towards the dragon and Surtur.

The angel disappeared, and dense space cracks like broken mirrors appeared in the north of this world.

Then, the dragon also disappeared.

“He’s dead?”

"He will not die, but His terrible injuries will force Him to leave this world, and He may even fall into an eternal sleep."

Earl Clayton woke up, but he was still unable to move. Ryan saw a three-headed dragon roaming on the surface of his body. It used Earl Clayton's skin as an ocean and roamed freely in it.

This is a curse.

The curse of the dragon.

"He can't kill me. His power is too weak."

Lord Clayton sneered, but soon he began to bleed profusely.

The curse was destroying his body, and not only him, but also Ryan, who was of Clayton's bloodline, felt it. A cold and uncomfortable feeling surrounded his whole body.

"Is this the blood curse of the great being? Like the royal family of the Andara Kingdom?"

"It's even more serious, because this is the curse of a great being who has fully awakened."

Earl Clayton took a break from his busy schedule and actually had the mind to make a joke.

"It seems that we are no longer ants that He doesn't even look at. He hates us to the core."

What about Surtur?
Ryan looked up. He could not see Surtur, but it was obvious that Surtur was more familiar with the power of dawn than the dragon.

He was not seriously injured. Ryan looked at him for a while and saw a huge lava hand attacking the angel.

The angel was pressed down and submerged by the endless waves. Surtur wanted to catch it but failed. In the end, He chose to look down.

Boom! ! !
Thousands, no, endless amounts of heavenly fire fell from the sky like meteors, rubbing against the air and making a deafening roar, and smashed towards the direction where Ryan was.

"what are you doing?!"

Ryan was horrified. Surtur actually attacked them?

[Don't forget... the sacrificial contract]

Surtur's voice echoed in Ryan's mind, and the latter heard His weakness. Seeing the old divinity becoming active again on the spiritual panel, Ryan realized that this was the divine origin of the dragon given to him by Surtur.

He couldn't devour it directly because this divinity bore the mark of the dragon, but Ryan could do it.

It is a gift from the gods to mortals, but many times, mortals are not lucky enough to enjoy it. Looking at the densely falling fire from the sky, Ryan's scalp tingled.

"Go crazy."

He turned his head and looked at Ivar.

"How to do?"

The latter gave him an even uglier look.

"Don't forget, there is another great being in this world."

Yes, the Dragon God and the Demon Dragon, two great beings, were fighting for the power after the fall of the Dragon Emperor in their sleep.

They exiled the dragon, and Surtur disappeared. Without them, the Dawn's Gaze no longer existed. Ivar had a second Dawn Flower on him, but he didn't know what to use it for.

Without an opponent, the Dragon God will surely awaken in this world, and He will become the final winner of this world.

“When will He wake up?”

Ryan asked, but suddenly he felt an uneasy vibration under his feet.

The skyfire fell and smashed the frozen sea created by the Frost Giants. The dragons that were frozen but fed with death were attacking the ice with unparalleled rage.

“It’s not safe here…”

Before he finished his words, the ice a thousand meters away collapsed with a loud bang, and the legendary tidal dragon leaped out of the sea with a deafening roar.

A dragon roar was also heard in the sky. The frost dragon Areris descended from the sky, and its breath of dragon drowned the roaring tidal dragon, sealing the latter in ice. The heavy ice soon fell silent in the deep sea.

"Gilderoy, you are still so stupid."

Areris looked at the ice sinking into the deep sea with sneer, and turned his huge body towards Ryan.

"Isabella will know where He is sleeping. Find her and kill her."

The traitor must not die a good death. Areris himself cannot defeat the traitor, but his hatred for Isabella remains undiminished.

(End of this chapter)