Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

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Xia Mu slapped her fingers away and rolled her eyes: "I was planning to give these to my Yi Yi. I have the Seven Deadly Sins, so I don't need any weapons for now."

"Your... Yi Yi?"

Xia Mi narrowed her eyes, her expression noticeably softening: "She still remembered to prepare a gift for Norton even in his lair. She's very thoughtful."

"Otherwise what?" Xia Mu glanced at her. "Are you going to give something to a Dragon King riddle-maker who speaks unclearly and could betray me at any time?"

Xia Mi was speechless, choked by the words.

"So, you weren't just keeping the bronze throne in place to defend against Norton, were you?" she suddenly said.

Xia Mu paused, then remained silent.

“That’s right, you did a good job. We’re just partners.” Xia Mi walked towards the darkness. “Let’s go, the palace is ahead.”

Xia Mu felt... she had turned back into Jormungandr.

It was another long journey.

The two had to be wary of ambushes and traps, so they moved with extreme caution.

"arrive."

Xia Mi stopped.

Xia Mu looked up and found that they were standing in front of a small house, an ancient dwelling cast in bronze, which, apart from its material, was no different from the ancient Chinese dwellings he had seen in the illustrations of history books.

"Please...come in."

A strange gust of wind blew in, and the bronze-built house suddenly opened with a creaking sound.

The room was furnished with unusual simplicity. On the low table sat a ceramic vase with a withered flower in it. The black stem looked like it was made of wire. Two white robes hung on the wall, making it look at first glance like two people, one tall and one short, standing against the wall.

A lone figure sits at a small table in the main room.

On the small table were fine porcelain cups, saucers, pots, and bowls.

The figure slowly reached out, picked up the pot with one hand and the small cup with the other, his gaze falling on the rim of the cup as he watched the water in it gradually fill up.

Then he put down the small cup, turned around and looked at the two of them with an unusually gentle expression: "Are you thirsty? Have some water."

Xia Mu shuddered, his hair standing on end in horror.

What a lunatic! He was just launching a sneak attack, and now he's sitting here like nothing happened.

"We are not Constantine."

Xia Mi watched his actions silently, her expression as calm as still water.

I'm a little tired.

Norton looked back at the house, like someone who had just returned home.

He closed his eyes. “Many, many years ago, my brother and I spent a lot of time in this room every day. My brother would write, and I would sit across the table and watch him… In spring, the sun would shine brightly because the windows faced the sun… In winter, we would light a brazier and sit around it to keep warm… I loved my brother very much, but I was also very strict with him… I was very lonely back then… At sunset, we would go for a long time without speaking.”

His words were incoherent, but Xia Mi's hands trembled slightly as she recalled many similar past events.

"Jormungandr."

Norton looked over again, but the candlelight behind him couldn't illuminate his face.

"You should be able to understand how I feel... my pain... and... the choices we've been unable to make for thousands of years..."

Xia Mi remained silent.

One is a foolish younger brother, and the other is a foolish older brother. These twins, sitting on the four thrones of the monarch, have always been one who holds power and the other who possesses wisdom. They depend on each other, yet they harbor the most tragic and wicked intentions.

"We must eventually devour them, to gain true power and strength, to save our abandoned race, and to embark on our journey home once more..."

Norton's gaze slowly shifted from Xia Mi to Xia Mu.

"But…"

His whole body was trembling, and a painful scream seemed to echo in the darkness.

"No one but myself... can... hurt him!"

Suddenly, the entire Bronze City seemed to roar, and in the deafening roar, Norton's heart-wrenching roar reached the deepest part of his soul.

“Clatter…”

The faint friction sound grew louder and louder until it finally turned into a thunderous roar.

Xia Mu couldn't quite describe the sound. He felt like he was a tiny person inside a mechanical watch, listening to the sound of the watch running, with countless metal gears meshing, bearings rotating, and the pendulum moving back and forth.

These subtle sounds were amplified a thousand times.

"The Bronze City has been activated..."

Xia Mi stared at Norton's actions: "This is a trap, a trap aimed at you."

A huge, circular shadow descended from the sky, and Xia Mu watched it press down on him. It was a bronze gear as big as a millstone, weighing probably several tons.

He could easily dodge it, but…

More bronze gears fell, shaking the entire world, followed by large fragments of bronze, and collapses everywhere.

“Norton once destroyed his own bronze palace in Northern Europe and sank it into the icy sea.”

Xia Mi watched the apocalyptic scene with him.

"It's starting to self-destruct..."

Chapter 169 Susie: I Like You

"The torpedo compartment has been penetrated! The warhead has been destroyed!"

The first mate's shout came through the headset.

At that moment, in the torpedo room of the Moniach, the first mate could not believe his eyes. A black, spear-like object pierced straight up from the bottom of the tank, penetrating the bottom steel plate, the torpedo room, and even the warhead of the Storm torpedo.

A moment later, there was another muffled thud.

"Flooding in the third watertight compartment!" This time it was the chief engineer shouting, "Someone is injured!"

"It's a dragon! It attacked the lower deck from underwater!"

A third muffled thud followed, and the ship began to tilt.

"Water is entering the second watertight compartment! Fuel pipeline is leaking!"

"Fire! Fire in the aft cabin! Put it out! Put it out quickly!"

Susie, who was in charge of the command, felt completely overwhelmed.

The Moniach has six watertight compartments, and two of them are already leaking. If two more leak, the ship will lose buoyancy and sink.

"How is Zihang?!"

"It's still on the dragon's body, and the dragon is too big! He can't stop the dragon's tail from attacking us!"

"accelerate!"

Susie roared.

The Moniach roared as it zigzagged through the white mist on the river, a sharp line of water chasing after it from behind.

"Hard to port!"

The first mate, who was at the helm, desperately steered the wheel to the left, and the Moniach traced a huge arc in the water.

"Engine up! Hard right!"

The first mate, at the helm, frantically turned the wheel to starboard again, causing the Moniach to list. It was a perfect turn, but in that instant, a muffled thud came from the lower decks again—another watertight compartment was leaking.

"The engine is about to overheat!" the chief engineer roared in the scorching hold.

"Ignore it! Power it up!" Susie yelled, completely unlike her usual calm self.

"The attack has stopped!"

Lancelot's womanly voice came through.

A group of people rushed to the aft deck.

A constant roar could be heard beneath the river, and flames and a giant dragon could be faintly seen entangled in a frenzy, stirring up countless turbulent currents in the water, causing the Moniah to shake continuously.

"It's the president!"

They didn't know how Chu Zihang did it, but it was clear that the underwater battle had reached a stalemate.

"Do something?" Lancelot asked Susie.

"We can't do it! There's nothing we can do!"

Susie gripped her slender hands tightly: "None of us have the ability to go underwater and fight dragons. All that's left on the Moniah is the non-explosive alchemical warheads we can fire, but even if we could hit them, we can't fire them!"

The Gene Era

"Because the president is on him!" Lancelot's forehead was covered in sweat.

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

“Do our job well, trust him…” Susie said in a deep voice, staring at the water, “Trust Zihang!”

Ten minutes later, the ripples on the river surface became much smaller.

"Look!"

Lancelot pointed to a spot fifty meters behind him.

A huge black shadow emerged from the water, accompanied by a fierce roar and the frenzied flames of the monarch.

“Su! Qian!—”

Chu Zihang's voice was like a thunderclap.

"exist!"

Susie immediately stood up straight.