Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

Chu Zihang's figure reappeared.

Xia Mu climbed out of the pit and carried the unconscious Lu Mingfei.

"Everything is alright for now."

He threw Lu Mingfei into the back seat of the car. "We need to get out of here quickly. Someone is orchestrating all of this. He wants to see Lu Mingfei exposed, he wants the Secret Party to hunt him down, and he wants me to break with the Secret Party."

Everyone was startled.

Soon, the extended vehicle started up again, and although it was completely wrecked, it was still drivable.

As we left the city, the wind and rain raged, and the sky darkened.

Caesar kept them informed about what was happening at the academy, which made Xia Mu feel quite warm.

If things continue as they were before, with Nono fleeing with Lu Mingfei, Caesar doing everything in his power to capture them, and Chu Zihang returning after his disappearance only to find he has completely lost his memory... that would be so awful.

"The academy can't find the culprit behind the attack on the principal and the theft of the dragon bones, so everyone is a suspect now. And Lu Mingfei just happened to lose control at this time. I don't even know where the family filmed the footage, but Lu Mingfei's loss of control was very clear," Caesar said.

Xia Mu hesitated for a moment: "The sound of the clapper should have disappeared with Herzog's death, but it has reappeared now. I have to tell you a story from the past."

"what?"

"Back then, I never admitted that I was the one who went to your house to cause trouble, so I never told you that that night, I was being chased by the King of the Sky and the Wind in the underground of your house, and later I also heard the sound of a clapper."

Caesar fell completely silent.

He remembered that night when Xia Mu, with long silver hair, caused a ruckus at the Gattuso family manor.

Then the earthquake and tsunami struck, completely destroying the Gattuso family home.

But he was unaware of what had happened underground.

The sound of the clapper, controlling Lu Mingfei, the Dragon King...

What is the connection between these things and Gattuso?!

Chapter 363 The Truth About Odin

"How is he?"

Outside the suite door, a group of people watched as Nono walked out.

"Sleeping like a log, not reacting at all." Nono rolled her eyes, arms crossed.

Xia Mu and Chu Zihang exchanged a glance and remained silent for a moment.

"Everyone is tired after this ordeal, let's get some rest for the night."

Natsuki waved his hand, telling Sakurai Kogure and her brother to go and rest.

Nono glanced at him and Chu Zihang, but didn't say anything.

Susie looked at Chu Zihang with some hesitation: "Are you... hiding something from us?"

Chu Zihang's expression changed slightly.

"I'm not deliberately speculating. Actually, it's okay if there's something you can't tell me..."

Susie lowered her eyes and looked at Chu Zihang's toes. "I just want you to know that no matter how dangerous it is... I'm always willing to follow behind you."

Chu Zihang's expression changed abruptly, his coldness melting away, and his voice lowered slightly: "It's not that I don't want you to know, it's just that those things... the whole world has forgotten me now, and I think..."

A hand blocked his next words.

Susie looked at him with a sweet smile: "Take me with you, okay?"

Chu Zihang wanted to shake his head.

Even if it costs me my life, I will never forget you and never be just a passerby in your life.

Susie probably had a premonition that what Chu Zihang and Xia Mu were talking about was related to her, so the clever girl blocked Chu Zihang's path from the very beginning.

Xia Mu and Chu Zihang watched Su Qian enter the room and the door close, neither of them knowing what to say.

You're in trouble.

Xia Mu put his hands in his pockets and chuckled.

Chu Zihang's eyes were filled with complex emotions: "No, it's my luck."

"Good to know. Next time, don't rush up to Odin with a roar, because there are people who value you more than anything else."

Xia Mu walked forward, and Chu Zihang followed silently.

"No, I've come to understand what Odin is all about."

The two sat down in the hotel's coffee shop and each ordered a drink.

Tell me about it.

Xia Mu's expression was somewhat serious.

He had no definitive answer regarding the truth of the world, the future, the return of the Black King, or Ragnarok.

"Have you ever read Norse mythology?" Chu Zihang asked.

Xia Mu nodded: "Of course, the history of the dragon race has many similarities with this."

"Yes, I always thought Odin was the dragons' adversary. As the chief god, he should have been the one to save the day. I even thought that some dragon king was impersonating Odin, and that we had to defeat him to unleash the true chief god..."

Chu Zihang looked down at his coffee cup, his eyes deep.

"But I was wrong. The chief god in Norse mythology who was an enemy of the black dragon Nidhogg was actually another dragon king! Not only Odin! All the Norse gods are dragons!"

He looked up and stared at Xia Mu. "The Secret Party has misinterpreted Norse mythology from ancient times to the present. Hybrid scholars firmly believe that Norse mythology is the oldest mythology and the closest to true history. They believe that they can find clues about ancient dragons in it. But they have never thought of this possibility: that Norse mythology was not written by ancient humans at all, but by dragons!"

Chu Zihang declared emphatically, "That history has nothing to do with humanity!"

Xia Mu frowned: "In Norse mythology, it is said that Odin foresaw the coming of the end times. That day is called 'Ragnarok,' and the World Tree will wither. The black dragon Nidhogg, which was suppressed below, will rise into the air with its wings flapping, its membranous wings covered with bones. It has awakened for revenge, and it will destroy everything and bury the kingdom of the gods."

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"Therefore, Odin prepared for the final battle early on. He ordered the Valkyries to collect the souls of the heroes and place them in Valhalla, where they could indulge in drinking, revelry, and fighting, waiting for the day of the end, when the heroes would assist Odin in fighting the awakened black dragon."

"Is this story also fake?" Xia Mu asked.

Chu Zihang shook his head: "No, this story is true, but it has been misinterpreted by humans. In the distant past, there may have been a Hall of Heroes on earth, but it was completely different from what humans imagined. That Hall of Heroes was not prepared for human heroes; it contained countless cocoons of dragons waiting to be revived!"

"That was basically a hatchery flowing with slime and fetal blood! For the Dragon King, the real enemy was not humans or hybrids, but the Black King... the ultimate fear. It had been cruelly killed but vowed to return. It had no allies or even companions. The only thing it could rely on was its unparalleled power. It was a bizarre collection of all loneliness, hatred, and darkness."

Chu Zihang's eyes were deep, and he slowly tightened his grip on the coffee cup.

"It will eventually return like that, its membranous wings, obscuring the sky, slowly sweeping across the world, and everything shrouded in its shadow will fall into the abyss of despair!"

Xia Mu remained silent for a long time: "Is this also your speculation?"

Chu Zihang nodded, then gently shook his head.

He lowered his voice: "I saw Valhalla, I saw the cocoon of dragons, and I am already bathed in dragon blood..."

Xia Mu's eyes sharpened: "What do you mean?"

Chu Zihang said in a low voice, "Odin erased my existence, making everyone forget me, so that I can do many things in secret without being suspected. I will be the best tool..."

"Before the final battle, all the dragons in Valhalla will awaken, and they must awaken; each of them possesses the power of a Dragon King!"

Xia Mu's eyes widened: "This is impossible! All historical records show that the Dragon King only has five thrones! Bronze and Fire, Earth and Mountain, Sky and Wind, Ocean and Water, plus the Spirit White King, where could there be any more thrones?!"

"There really aren't any more thrones..."

Chu Zihang looked into his eyes, which had become unusually deep. "But...can't it be cloned?"

Xia Mu was stunned.

Is Odin going to ascend to heaven?

Did he prepare a group of dragon kings to gang up on the Black King?

This scene is unimaginable!

"Since the Black King can create four thrones and the White King, why can't Odin, who is his enemy, clone the Dragon King? Perhaps he can't reach the level of a creator, but he can modify his past self and collect many outstanding spiritual entities from the past and present. He can use these spiritual entities to support the power of the cloned Dragon King. This is Odin's plan!"

Chu Zihang finished speaking in one breath, took a big gulp of coffee, and slammed it down. "Compared to these dragons, humans are still far, far behind! The ability to modify the past and to clone is something that modern weapons and the Sword of Damocles cannot match!"

Xia Mu remained silent for a long time.

"Xia Mi, is that so?" he asked in his mind.

Xia Mi sat in the center of her spiritual sea, her gaze somewhat distant: "Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't. Who can know the other party's true trump card until the very last moment..."

Chapter 364 Lu Mingfei's Fate

"Ring ring..."

A piercing landline call.

Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and determined that he was in a hotel room.

The phone I use to talk to the front desk keeps ringing.

This is insane! This annoying hotel is bound to get complaints...

He cursed under his breath, but finally picked up the receiver: "Hello."

"Mingfei? I'm your father."

In the quiet room, Lu Mingfei leaned against the bed, holding the receiver of the old-fashioned telephone.

The long silence felt as if speaking would shatter something—a soap bubble, the environment, or some long-awaited warmth.

It was that man's voice, warm yet slightly hoarse, the result of years of field archaeology; it's hard for someone who lives outdoors to maintain a clear and bright voice.

Indeed, it was his tone that was steady, never fluctuating wildly, yet reassuring and convincing.

What's in the wheat field?

Finally, Lu Mingfei broke the silence, his voice a little hoarse and hesitant.

"what?"

The man on the other end of the phone seemed to pause for a moment.

"What's in the wheat field? I asked you that when you were a child."