Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

Two days later

The Three Gorges, the ancient Kuimen site.

It was late at night.

The river flows eastward, rolling on.

On the river, a beautiful figure walks across the waves in a way that defies the laws of physics.

The cawing of "caw, caw" rang out, and two black crows flew over, circling overhead.

Jormungandr's gaze sharpened, his molten golden eyes gleaming. With a bang, the two crows exploded simultaneously, turning to ashes.

"Hiding one's head while revealing one's tail."

She made a cold comment.

Those familiar with Norse mythology know that Odin, the king of the gods, has two ravens perched on his shoulders, one named "Fokkin" and the other "Muni".

In folklore, they are both Odin's messengers and his eyes.

Behind every myth, there is an inextricable connection with dragons; Odin is simply another identity of the Dragon King.

With Jormungandr's keen eyesight, she could easily tell that the two raven-shaped creatures flying around were spies of one of her brothers, and she disliked the feeling of being watched.

After resolving these minor troubles, she lowered her head and gazed at the river, as if observing something.

Jormungandr came for the Bronze City.

Jormungandr was originally a very patient dragon, but after the appearance of the new king, she felt a strong sense of crisis.

She needs greater strength to deal with potential dangers in the future.

The four Dragon Kings were all twins, each with a defect. According to the normal path, or rather, the arrangement of their "father," only by devouring each other could they be made whole.

Jormungandr did not want to devour her brother Fenrir. Based on this idea, she used her intelligence network to investigate the whereabouts of the other Dragon Aspects and finally discovered some exciting news—

The dragon tomb of the King of Bronze and Fire is suspected to be located underwater in the Three Gorges area.

His ossuary may be hidden there.

Upon receiving this information, Jormungandr immediately set off and arrived here.

Tonight, the sky is cloudless and the moonlight is bright.

Jormungandr plunged into the water and easily submerged into the crevice in the rocks where Lu Mingfei and his companion had been earlier.

"Why isn't there a door?"

Jormungandr sensed the doubt.

Alchemy is a very precise and disciplined art, and Jormungandr also studied it. According to her calculations, there should be an entrance guarded by a living spirit in this place.

It might be a new trick Norton came up with to improve the security of the Dragon Tomb... Jormungandr didn't question the Bronze and Fire Lord's abilities; she felt that she herself hadn't learned enough.

After all, everyone knows that Norton is the supreme master in the field of alchemy, and he certainly wouldn't make a mistake.

After searching the entire Bronze City, Jormungandr finally found the entrance below. He dripped his blood into the mouth of the living creature and entered successfully.

The first place she arrived at was the Way of the Church.

Many years ago, when Norton was still living in Europe, Jormungandr had visited his temple in Northern Europe and was naturally familiar with this sanctuary path.

As she stepped into the corridor, she felt the presence of a king, and the serpent-bodied statues on both sides bowed in unison.

As Jormungandr walked along the path to the temple, he suddenly realized something was amiss.

She stepped back and counted the number of statues again.

Eighty-seven.

One is missing... Jormungandr felt a sense of foreboding.

There should be eighty-eight snake-faced statues along the Path of the Sanctuary, representing eighty-eight alchemical elements.

It's unlikely that Norton would suddenly realize some kind of hidden truth after coming to China, and then deliberately cast one less.

Someone stole the statue… Jormungandr’s face darkened.

She quickened her pace and went first to Norton's temple. The huge statue was fine, but a piece of the bronze pillar engraved with dragon patterns had been peeled off as if it were tree bark, leaving a brand new gap.

But the sight that Jormungandr saw after navigating the labyrinthine passageways to the Dragon King's palace truly stunned him.

In the small courtyard, there are two houses. One of them is well-preserved, while the other is empty and looks like it has been robbed!

No, it was cleaner than if it had been robbed. Pots, pans, tables, chairs, cabinets, beds, and bedding had all disappeared. Even one of the windows had been taken away!

More importantly, the dragon cocoon has disappeared.

Jormungandr searched inside and outside, but found no trace of the urn.

Where is the dragon cocoon?

Where is my dragon cocoon?!

Jormungandr was bewildered.

………………

The skies above the Three Gorges.

Jormungandr hovered in the air, his lava-like eyes fixed on the water below, his gaze containing the calm before an impending storm.

She uttered strange tones that echoed deep within the river:

"San Sun, come out!"

After a while, a huge dragon emerged from the water.

If the people of Kassel were still here, they would surely be amazed upon witnessing this scene.

The dragon kept by Solomon's Temple was already enormous; even though it was a juvenile, it was still over ten meters tall, as tall as a building.

But compared to this giant dragon named "Sansun", its size of over ten meters is simply insignificant.

Sansun's dragon body was mostly hidden beneath the surface of the river, and its neck alone was longer than the body of the young dragon.

"roar--"

Sansun lowered his head as if in a salute, and a mixture of doubt and wariness appeared in his golden dragon eyes in a very human way.

As Norton's dragon servant, he and another dragon servant guarded the Bronze City to prevent anyone/dragon from stealing Constantine's dragon cocoon.

Although Sansun served the Bronze and Fire King, Jormungandr was still a king, and Sansun maintained due respect for a dragon monarch of the same rank as his master.

Sansun was resting underwater when he was suddenly awakened by the King of Earth and Mountains. He didn't have any morning grumpiness, which is a basic quality of a dragon servant.

—But he was more worried that this king might be after Constantine's dragon cocoon.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! Still fucking sleeping!"

Seeing the bewildered look on Sansun's face, Jormungandr was furious and immediately punched the idiot.

"I'm asking you, where's the dragon cocoon?!"

"roar?"

San Sun was puzzled.

However, dragons also possess intelligence, so Sansun quickly understood Jormungandr's words.

Sansun told Jermungandr that a group of people had fought on the river a couple of days ago, and some of them had even entered the Bronze City, but he didn't notice that they were carrying dragon cocoons, so he didn't get involved.

Norton's order to Sanson was to protect Constantine, and since Constantine was alright, Sanson certainly wouldn't create trouble for himself.

Share your inner world with me.

This dragon servant was stubborn, and Jormungandr didn't intend to waste any more words with him, so he directly placed his palm on Sansun's head.

By reading her memories, she saw what happened the day before yesterday from Sansun's perspective.

The Mingyuan, Kassel, the Western Knight, the Young Dragon, and... Lu Mingfei?!

Jormungandr's pupils contracted.