Starting from the Dragon Clan, it's a 50-50 split

"But that's the first generation!" The old cowboy said, "Are you not clear about the concept of the first generation? Not everyone is a pervert like you!"

"The first generation has become friends with my little brother... This doesn't seem to be a bad thing, right?" Mo Qiuran said, "In this way, wouldn't I be on an equal footing with the Black King in status?"

Old Cowboy: "What kind of strange brain circuit do you have! Do geniuses really have some brain problems these days?!"

"Anyway, that guy is left to you to deal with. I'm a researcher, not a fighter!" The old cowboy chose to lie down, just like when he was in school with Angers around and he had no other idea except to hold a swimsuit contest.

"Okay, okay! I guarantee he won't cause any trouble!" Mo Qiuran nodded, "Vice Principal, you only need to be responsible for studying the spoils."

"Okay, okay! Leave it to me!" The old cowboy also readily agreed. This is his forte and what he is best at...it is also the purpose of his visit this time.

Who knew a dragon king would suddenly appear? It's outrageous!

It would be safer to stay in the safe base camp and study the spoils! The vice-president thought.

"Where are the spoils?" asked the vice principal. He didn't want to and didn't dare to stay outside in such a dangerous place for a moment!

"Put it in the beach villa... It's safer there, and Sister Tang and the others are all there," Mo Qiuran said, "Vice Principal, don't you need to eat before you go? I was thinking that you would be hungry after the rough journey and wouldn't have a good appetite..."

"It's okay, just go ahead. I'm not hungry! Now I just want to do my research!" The vice-president said seriously, and it seemed like it really meant it.

Only a fool would be waiting outside to be hit by the Dragon King! That's the first generation... the first generation!

……

"Vice Principal! This is my sister Tang, this is Eri, she's going to enroll with us next semester, and this is Xia Mi, she was originally from the Kyoto preparatory class, and she's an old acquaintance of Chu Zihang. After they got to know each other, she participated in Odin's affairs with us. Can you see if you can arrange for her to enroll early next semester? As the saying goes, it's better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage, right? There's no need to introduce Chu Zihang, I've met him before!" Mo Qiuran introduced.

The old cowboy was silent.

All this happened because the living spirit tester in his pocket broke directly... Last time it only had a crack, but this time it broke completely!

The last dutiful function of this precious living spirit tester was to let the old cowboy know the current situation.

one two Three……

Three with almost the same bloodline levels as the previous first generation?

The old cowboy fell into deep thought.

and so……

The four great monarchs are all alive?

The old cowboy looked up at the sky.

Where has he come to?

【Friendly Exchange Association of the Four Great Monarchs】?

The old cowboy finally realized at this moment that he was wrong, completely wrong... It turned out that the so-called research site might not be safer than outside where a first-generation species was wandering around... Because this might be a dragon's nest!

Sure enough, what I saw on the calendar before was right. If you are a stay-at-home guy, you should just stay at home. Why do you have to run out to make a fool of yourself?

"Vice Principal, why are you sweating so much?" Mo Qiuran asked considerately.

"Ah? I feel too cold... No, I feel too hot... No!" The old cowboy quickly said, "Actually, I have a very special symptom. If I don't eat, I will feel very uncomfortable and sweat all over. So I suddenly want to eat something first... There shouldn't be any food in this villa, right? Then I'll go out to eat!"

"Vice Principal, you are joking! How could there be no food in such a big villa? My senior brother and I bought a lot of food this morning!" Xia Mi jumped to the side and picked up two big bags, "Ding ding ding!"

A lively and youthful girl is always a beautiful sight, not to mention the flawless Xia Mi. But the old cowboy is not in the mood to appreciate her at all. After all, no one can remain calm when knowing that the one in front of him is likely to be a first-generation species...

Gu Jue/spanExcept for perverts like Mo Qiuran!

So... what should I do if I accidentally enter the dragon's nest? Waiting online, it's urgent!

……

at the same time.

That is Odinibelungen, which is connected to this city in some way but not in the same space.

On the huge bronze coffin, the energy that was originally filled with light like the sun has been emptied, and all poured into the bronze coffin. However, because of the previous purple-black energy from the unknown space that had been immersed in it, at this moment, the light that should have been molten gold has now been contaminated and turned purple-black!

The purple-black color revealed a suffocating meaning... It was the breath from the other side of the origin of life - annihilation!

It is the sworn enemy of life, the end of all things.

Therefore, even the lantern energy left by the mysterious man in the robe, whether it was Odin himself or one of his heroic spirits, was eroded without surprise. The existence in the bronze coffin was also eroded!

As time went by, the purple-black light became more and more intense, until it completely replaced the golden light, and the frequency of its flickering breathing began to become faster and faster... flashing until it lasted forever!

The heavy bronze coffin lid was moved away, making a sound of metallic friction.

The gray-black mist lingered in the open bronze coffin, but there was no sign of it leaking out, until a sharp claw covered with dragon scales popped out!

On the lustrous dragon scales, purple-black light shines between the dazzling patterns!

……

A hotel private room.

In the end, Mo Qiuran brought him out under the pretext of taking the vice principal to experience the local cuisine. Of course, although they were nominally there to eat, they were actually still conducting some communication.

Mainly, Mo Qiuran didn't expect that the vice-principal could be so secretive... He directly recognized the identities of my younger brother, Xia Mi, and Old Tang. How could that be possible!

It’s just that his acting skills are a little bit lacking... Mo Qiuran can talk without any pain in his waist.

"Vice Principal, you misunderstood. Actually, I have the ability to purify my blood. After treatment, the purity of my blood will be further improved. At the same time, there is no need to worry about falling into Deadpool. Would you be more accepting of this explanation?" Mo Qiuran said with a smile.

Old cowboy: “?”

This is obviously even more outrageous! If someone else said this in front of me, I would spit all over his face! If it's you... it's you, forget it, I don't care what you say!

"You have this ability? Can you give it to me too?" The old cowboy suppressed his instinct as an authority on dragon research and asked eagerly.

It’s okay for others, but Mo Qiuran...what if what this guy said is true?

Anyway, it has brought so many surprises, it seems normal to bring one more. If it really works this time... wouldn't it be a humanoid Nibelung Project completion machine?

"Only once, and it's already been used up." Mo Qiuran said.

"..." The old cowboy looked at Mo Qiuran with suspicion. Was this kid trying to make fun of him?

"Well, anyway, Vice Principal, you don't have to worry about other things. When you come here, you just need to study these things and figure out what the effects are," Mo Qiuran said with a smile, "As for the rest, just leave it all to me! I will make my own arrangements for these things!"

"Are you sure you can handle it?" The old cowboy frowned and became serious. "If it's the first generation..."

"Actually, I've always been curious about one thing... Vice Principal, if a Dragon King always thought of himself as a simple person before awakening, why would his attitude change drastically after awakening?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"I haven't researched this either. After all, I've never seen the first generation of this thing before..." The old cowboy scratched his head and said, "But it has long been discovered that pure-blooded dragons have the ability to cocoon. The cocoon contains the dragon's 'soul', which can be resurrected after absorbing a large amount of nutrients after a sufficient period of time.

Based on this, I speculate that the soul may contain all the memories and experiences of the pure-blooded dragon clan over the years, otherwise this cannot be explained.

If we speculate based on this judgment, it is not surprising that his temperament changes drastically after awakening. When a drop of ink meets a drop of water, the ink will completely infect the water. But what if a drop of ink is dropped into a water tank, or even a lake or a sea of ​​clear water? "

"Almost nothing." Mo Qiuran understood.

"That's right. With so many years of memories, the memories of at most twenty or thirty years in this life will be swallowed up before they can even make a splash. The experience of being killed and resurrected countless times will undoubtedly drive a person... or a dragon crazy."

The old cowboy whispered, "This is blood and hatred that spans the entire recorded history of mankind."

"Hey, Vice Principal, why are you looking at me like that? It looks like you're worried that I'm going to do something!" Mo Qiuran waved his hand and said, "I'm a good student!"

"You are trying to cover up the truth..." The old cowboy was speechless. After considering his words, he said, "It's not that no one has made similar attempts before you. Theoretically, as long as precise memory cutting can be carried out, the dragon race can be turned into a "human who can turn into a dragon". The soul determines the body, but this is simply impossible. How could someone's words affect the brain of the first generation? Unless it is the Black King Nidhogg! No, even the Black King can't do it!"

"Is there such a simple way?" Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up.

"Wait, how can this be easy? That's the first generation!" The old cowboy widened his eyes, wondering if Mo Qiuran didn't hear what he said clearly, or... was crazy?

"I know that Black King can't do it, but that doesn't mean I can't do it!" Mo Qiuran's eyes were bright.

Of course, he was not just talking casually. When he was thinking about whether there was a projection that could cut off the memory of the first generation's personality, a temporary projection lit up in the projection space.

Just by taking a look, Mo Qiuran knew that this wave was stable, and that projection... a shining bald head!

A symbol of strength! It is definitely feasible!

"Are you... really sure you can do it?" the old cowboy was shocked.

The most terrifying thing is that because these words were said by Mo Qiuran, he actually believed them!

This feeling of conflict between reason and intuition rarely occurs in the old cowboy, but at this moment he couldn't help but believe it... because the person who said this was Mo Qiuran!

Chapter 4: The Void Army, swiftly kills the enemy! (k)

Inside Odin's Nibelung, the void corrupted product with purple-black dragon scales has already put on that set of dark golden armor.

Such a ceremony may have been performed countless times over the past thousands of years. Every "heroic spirit" chosen by Odin broke into the Nibelung, and then had his fate cut off by the piercing of Gungnir. He was forgotten by the whole world, and then was put into armor, wearing a mask, holding Gungnir, and riding an eight-legged Pegasus, becoming "Odin", preparing for the arrival of the next "heroic spirit".

But there has never been such a situation... As "Odin", he was killed by the chosen heroic spirit, and even Gungnir, horse, armor, mask and so on were taken away!

So the set we are using now is actually a backup... This Odin is also the Odin without Gungnir and the eight-legged Pegasus.

But it doesn't matter, because the one inside this "heroic spirit" at this moment is no longer a heroic spirit controlled by Odin, but an existence that has been corrupted by the annihilation from the void... the Herald of the Void!

The Void, the mortal enemy of life, the end of all things, their mission is to destroy everything, whether living or non-living, which can be corrupted by their annihilating energy and then used by them.

If the universe is a person, then the void is a cancer cell, absorbing energy and multiplying and dividing infinitely without bringing any benefits!

Such corruption and control are without loss, which is why the Void can become a thorn in the side of the gods, because as long as there is any opportunity, they can transfer the combat power to their side and get a considerable enhancement!

Just like now, this corrupted heroic spirit body perfectly retains Odin's enhancements and its own abilities, and also adds the energy effects of the void corruption on top of it!

Such a change would naturally not be without any signs. The change in color was secondary. The aura of the void that almost became substantial, as well as the shells, tentacles, and even a few more eyes growing on its body were even more disgusting...but all of these were wrapped in that heavy armor.

Following Odin's order, the deadpools hiding in the Nibelung began to appear one by one. The breath of the void made these deadpools, who had almost only beast instincts, feel a fatal threat. Their golden pupils shone brightly, and they wanted to stay away or even attack. However, the huge gap in bloodline forced them to crawl on the ground!

"They don't have much time left..." "Odin" raised his arms and walked along the way. Every time he passed a Deadpool, he would emit a ball of purple-black energy... The Deadpools who were suppressed by the bloodline gap could only wait where they were, or even open up their will defenses and accept the corruption from the void energy!

This process is gradually accelerating. With the corruption of the void energy, the deadpools also begin to undergo various changes. For a moment, the Nibelungen seems to have turned into a hell of evil spirits!

This process continued until "Odin" walked to the group of ice sculptures...purple-black energy popped out, but was bounced off by the seemingly ordinary ice crystals...and even frozen!

"Odin" paused in his tracks, his face beneath the mask invisible, but it seemed as if he was filled with surprise.

There is something that can block the corrosion from the void? What is it?

"Odin" stretched out his hand, extending his purple-black claws, trying to test how powerful the ice crystal was.

The moment its sharp claws touched the ice crystals, an extreme coldness instantly erupted!

The originally purple-black claws instantly began to turn into an ice-blue color... that was due to the ice crystals condensed on them due to the extremely low temperature!

"Odin" was stunned, and when he wanted to pull away, he found that his hand that was in contact with the ice crystal could no longer move!

It acted decisively and tore its arm off with force. Hot purple-black blood flowed out and then it was also frozen instantly.

"Odin" took two steps back in panic, and his originally arrogant attitude was instantly shattered. Through the Void Corruption, he had completely accepted the memory of this body. In his opinion, after mastering such a powerful dragon body and an astonishing number of Deadpools, once he took action, he would be unstoppable... But what was going on now?

Just some remaining ice crystals were enough to completely destroy its confidence!

"No, for safety's sake, we must act covertly... I can dive into the ocean and start to corrupt... and then affect the entire world! By then, even if there are hybrids or dragons that have the ability to create this kind of ice crystals, they won't be able to stop me!" "Odin" made up his mind.

The Void originally has no brains, but if the objects they devour and corrupt have brains...they will also have brains.

"Odin", who was imagining the future, suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation... It controlled this space, the power to switch the entrances and exits of Nibelung, but at this moment there was another force breaking through the darkness... It was the embodiment of a rule.

The rules require this door to be opened, so this door must be opened!

The password is [Open Sesame].

Amid the subtle fluctuations of space, a potato-shaped cowboy, a playboy, and a red-haired girl appeared in front of "Odin", who had just made up his mind to develop in an obscene way.

"This is Nibelungen. This is where we killed Odin...Oh..." Mo Qiuran looked at the "Odin" in front of him and smacked his lips.

The two sides looked at each other and fell into silence.

"I didn't expect that the replacement would come so quickly... Where's your horse? Where's your gun? They're not all disposable, and only the mask and armor have multiple sets, right?" An exaggerated smile gradually appeared on Mo Qiuran's face, "Vice President! It seems that there is no need to worry about the shortage of research materials! What a great thing!"

The old cowboy had stopped thinking.

The thing is, although he believed what Mo Qiuran said, it was really difficult for him to accept that he had to go back to the Dragon's Nest to do research, so in the end he proposed to go straight to Nibelungen, which was the most coveted place for alchemists. After all, according to the legend, this was a country "full of gold" for alchemists!

Although from the description of Mo Qiuran and the others it seems that there is nothing special and valuable, except for piles of Deadpools and some modern buildings, there is no Philosopher's Stone or other valuables... But... what if?

Although the old cowboy had not been a grave robber for many years and had been corrupted by time into an old otaku, he still believed that he still had a lot of skills. If he could find something valuable under the current circumstances, wouldn't it be like picking up money?

Of course, everyone knows that the most valuable things are Odin’s horse, armor, mask, Gungnir and so on, but... the old cowboy doesn’t dare!

Although Mo Qiuran swore that they were all his own people...but, what if?

What if it suddenly breaks out and can’t be stopped?

It's impossible to subdue him in an instant, right?

With that level of combat power, even an ordinary aftermath of a battle seemed to be able to crush him to death!