The moment Fuan stepped into Odin City, the Dragon Monarch atop the mountain opened his eyes. His dark golden pupils looked down at Fuan below, and the Dragons's roar echoed through the Mountain Forest, snapping trees in two.
"You've finally arrived!"
Drummond roared loudly, and flames burned the void, covering all sides of Fuan. Under the protection of the armor, Fuan and the others were not threatened by the flames.
The mighty Dragon Monarch descended from the sky, his dark and ferocious face appearing before Fuan. Beneath his feet lay the ruined houses of Odin City. Fortunately, Sven had already led his men away, and not many people remained in Odin City.
Even Drummond couldn't change the rule that it wouldn't fly in front of the Dragon Chosen. The immense power compressed the air, creating a thunderous roar in mid-air. Fuan also roared and charged towards Drummond.
His power is terrifyingly strong.
In human form, wielding a longsword, he was able to rival the power of Dragons. Drummond was shocked to find that his claws could no longer crush the Dragon Chosen into pieces.
He hasn't become Dragons yet, but why does he already possess the power of Dragons?
Drummond's eyes blazed, and in the next moment, his dragon breath transformed into an intense beam of flame, far hotter than any other Dragon Monarch's. This startled Fuan, but he was not afraid. His armor could withstand the dragon breath of all Dragon Monarch, and he was not without means of defense.
In the void, droplets the size of a thumb materialized out of thin air, forming a wall of water in front of Fuan, constantly swirling to form giant waves, firmly blocking Drummond's dragon breath flames.
"It's his power..."
There was a hint of reminiscence in Drummond's eyes.
"They're all losers, so what good is his strength?"
" Dragons are the most powerful!"
He roared, but suddenly found the water curtain cracking open, Fuan, who had unleashed the Dragon Crushing Mountain, charged over. The illusory Dragons phantom was so real and powerful.
Drummond hadn't yet emerged from his memories. Almost instinctively, he roared, and a large number of water droplets appeared in the void, forming a water curtain that enveloped his entire body and blocked Fuan's combat technique strike.
"This is impossible..."
Fuan stared wide-eyed in shock at the water curtain surrounding the Dragon Monarch, a power identical to his own.
"Nothing is impossible, Dragon Chosen, we are no different."
Drummond roared, "The Dragons's breath can't deal with the Dragon Chosen? Then he's now more than just Dragons in strength."
[ The Dragon Crushing Mountain!]
Drummond let out a dragon's roar. Unlike Fuan, who used the same combat technique, Drummond did not need to use his blood and qi to condense a phantom of Dragons like Fuan. Instead, he launched a world-destroying collision towards Fuan in his true form.
At this moment, Drummond broke through the rule that prevented the Dragon Chosen from flying, briefly soaring into the air before transforming into a meteorite and crashing down. A terrifying sense of oppression swept over him, and Fuan finally felt fear.
The same power, but the Dragons wields it a hundred times stronger than him.
With his longsword pointing overhead, a vortex of flames condensed in the sky. Fuan called out the name of his combat technique, but before he could finish Ashen Annihilation, Drummond abruptly interrupted him.
"Do you even know whose power you're using!?"
"That's the power I created!!!"
In an instant, the vortex of flames in the sky broke free from Fuan's control and became the power of Drummond, the founder. The blazing pillar of light merged with Drummond and crashed down towards Odin City.
Yes, the Dragons's power is now targeting not only Fuan, but the entire Odin City is within its attack range.
Rumble!!!
Odin City, pairs of eyes stared wide-eyed at the mini- the Sun erupting from the Odin City. The light traveled much faster than the sun itself, and only after the beam of light gradually dissipated did the deafening roar reach the ears of the citizens of Odin City.
The gale swept in all directions, and countless pieces of rock flew into the air, causing many people to be seriously injured or even killed. The rumble of the earth caused a collapse deep underground. That's right, there is a huge cave space under Odin City, which was once the habitat of humans who hid from the Dragons.
The destructive winds and rumbling earth continued for a very long time. The mountain where Odin City was located had completely collapsed. It was the territory of the Dragon Monarch, but now it had become ruins.
"Why should I?!"
A roar that echoed through the sky came from the gaping maw of the Dragon Monarch, sounding almost unreal. They could actually sense the resentment, frustration, and anger of humanity emanating from the Dragons.
Amidst countless rubble, Drummond gazed at the unharmed Fuan ahead, his eyes fixed on the layer of crimson mist surrounding Fuan. It was formed from the armor of the Dragon Chosen, or rather, the material of that armor was not metal but a more powerful Divine Essence.
The armor was gone, and Fuan's body was exposed. His closed chest was now empty again, and his heart was beating strongly. Thousands of Dragon Essence permeated Fuan's heart.
Amber finally emerged from its cocoon. Fuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a ferocious roar. He walked step by step toward Drummond, the Dragon Fang Sword in his hand gleaming with a black light.
Drummond stared intently at the massive amount of Dragon Essence within Fuan's heart, his voice filled with resentment.
"Why should I?!"
"Why should I?! I am the most powerful Dragon Monarch. You should have chosen me, not this human."
"I am your servant. He has not yet completed his final evolution; he is merely a failure."
Drummond growled like a cat with its fur standing on end. He wasn't speaking to Fuan, but after a long time he received no response, and finally he became afraid.
At this moment, Drummond was no longer Dragon Monarch, but a human being. His fear, despair, resentment, anger, and deeply hidden greed were all exposed.
As Fuan drew closer, Drummond's voice grew weaker and weaker.
" Dragon Chosen... no, you and I are the same. We shouldn't be enemies. We can rule Aesir together. Humans are our slaves. This land can accommodate two Dragon Monarch!"
"You cannot kill me; we are all His servants."
Fuan remained unmoved, while Drummond's voice grew increasingly anxious.
"What exactly do you want?!"
"We are all Dragon Chosen!!!"
"Sooner or later, you too will become Dragons, just like we were. We are all Dragon Chosen, but we will all become Dragons!!!"
Drummond lay weakly on the ground, his voice barely audible. His words finally made Fuan stop in his tracks. In the distance, his three followers stared at Drummond in disbelief, then exchanged bewildered glances. Only Windsor's eyes showed contemplation, just like Winsor 'Sven earlier, wondering if he was like the people of Gam, blessed by Baron Ryan, who could transform through the fur of wild beasts...
"You're also... Dragon Chosen?"
Fuan asked, unable to immediately grasp the meaning of the sentence.
"That's right, we are all Dragon Chosen. Every Dragon Monarch is His servant, ruling over the enslaved humans of this land on His behalf!"
"We are just like you, and soon you will become Dragons too. We are the same."
"We will become the Monarch of mankind, we will be their masters, the Dragon Monarch."
"We can rule Aesir together, believe me, my friend, we are the same."
Drummond extended his forelimbs, which transformed into a human hand in front of Fuan. He couldn't maintain the shape for long, but that was enough.
" The Dragon Monarch... is human."
At this moment, Fuan's heart collapsed.
"Don't you understand? The only success for Dragon Chosen is to become Dragons, so Dragon Chosen will never succeed. Every fifty years, Dragon Chosen will appear because He needs Dragon Chosen."
"The power within you to fight Dragons is itself the Dragons; only Dragons can fight Dragons!"
Drummond said loudly that Dragons have the power to bewitch people, but Dragon Monarch do not. Yet, at this moment, Drummond was using words to subtly influence Fuan's heart.
With his head down, Fuan remained silent for a long time before bursting out the moment he looked up.
"So what?!"
"In this world, there can only be one king, and that king is me!!!"
Fuan roared loudly, and the blood-red mist around his body became clearer and clearer, forming the body of Dragons. Combined with Drummond's words earlier, the truth seemed self-evident.
Fuan exhaled a breath of fiery dragon fire and raised his weapon to thrust it at Drummond.
"Even if I become Dragons, I will still be the one and only king!!!"
Fuan's eyes revealed savagery and murderous intent. The Dragons's will ultimately prevailed. He was favored by Great Being, and he was destined to be the most powerful Dragon Monarch.
However, at this moment, the Dragons blood energy on Fuan's body, which was even more powerful than Drummond's, began to collapse, falling off piece by piece like a collapsing mountain.
"What a pity..."
Sometime later, the area around the ruined battlefield was filled with the Stag Legion. Ryan, dressed in Baron's robe, rode on his warhorse, looking at Fuan with regret.
In his hand, a gemstone glittered.
" Aven Mages with the title ' Ivy,' the Legendary Life Mage, sold me a terrible weapon. Life Magic is not without destructive power compared to elemental magic."
Even Dragons can die before the pollen of Withered Flower.
" Your Dragon Chosen, Chosen One, it seems you have not upheld the original aspirations of humanity."
"You've fallen. I'm sorry, I didn't intend to kill you in the first place, if you would have remained loyal to me."
Fuan knelt down, his deteriorating blood and qi making it impossible for him to maintain the terrifying power within him. His mouth was open, and fine Dragon Scale had appeared on his neck, but at this moment the Dragon Scale were constantly disappearing.
"You..."
Ryan interrupted Fuan, his voice echoing across the vast land.
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"You've forgotten that humans can also kill Dragons. We humans can even drive Dragons out of our land. Humans can occupy the most prosperous lands. Even Dragons cannot block the sunlight from our heads."
"He hasn't seen it, but you have seen it with your own eyes."
Ryan pointed at Drummond, and at the same time, the Extraordinary Legion of thousands of humans behind Ryan drew their longswords from their waists, the cold, gleaming weapons exuding a terrifying aura in the sunlight.
"Let our fallen Dragon Chosen see the difference between Dragons and humans."
In a corner of Odin City, Sven stood atop a towering statue. Behind him, Alchemist manipulated metal, emanating an extraordinary aura. The next moment, the Dragons statue's head opened its massive jaws, and chilling crossbow bolts were personally crafted by the Tireless Artisan, Brock and Eteria.
" Your Majesty, it seems you are destined to become a servant of death."
Sven shouted, and the crossbow bolt beneath his feet had already merged into the void, piercing Drummond's chest in a flash.
Blood pooled beneath the Dragons's body. Drummond struggled in his own blood as he lay dying. When he looked up, he was surrounded by a dense swarm of human cavalry.
"I believe that you once tried to challenge that great being as a human being."
Ryan's words made the madness in Drummond's eyes disappear, and he looked up to meet Ryan's gaze.
Ryan pointed to the sword in Fuan's hand.
That sword belongs to the Dragon Chosen, to every Dragon Chosen, and every Dragon Chosen has been its master.
"That sword is not a weapon, but a legacy. After some Dragon Chosen discovered a certain secret, someone hid it and passed it on to the next generation in a special way, wanting them to understand the conspiracy behind it."
"Some of the Dragon Chosen gather their powerful strength into the power of humans, and pass it on to them, hoping that those people can become stronger than themselves and thus get rid of the curse known as the Dragon Chosen."
"They tried, but that's human nature; people change, just like you, you've fallen into depravity."
"He's the same. Fallen humans are no longer human. Should I call you the servants of the Dragon God, or the servants of the Demon Dragon?"
Ryan's words left Drummond silent for a long time before he finally spoke:
"You're right, it is a legacy, but even now no one can understand how many ancestors died under the curse behind this legacy."
"They will understand; this legacy will be carried forward and flourish in their hands."
Ryan looked at the thousands of Knight Retainer around him. They all looked at Drummond. The knightly code made them fearless when standing beside their lord. Even the power of Dragons could not make a knight take a step back.
"Humanity's legacy will be passed down through human civilization. Drummond, a name that will be remembered."
Brandt stepped out from beside Ryan and picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground. The next moment, a blood-red stag galloped wildly behind him. In the blood-red mirage, flames in the sky turned into a vortex controlled by Brandt. The huge stag head descended from the center of the vortex, and the power it emitted startled Drummond.
"Now can you tell me why you still chose to fall after awakening humanity's memories?"
Ryan looked into Drummond's eyes and asked. At that moment, the Dragons's eyes began to dart away. At least the aura of death was being sensed by his brain, and he finally spoke.
"You're a devil..."
"If you want to know the answer, go and take a look at that Snow Mountain in the the North. The view from there is much farther. Once you get there, you might understand my choice."
"You're too late."
In the instant that Drummond's eyes turned ashen, tears welled up in them.
Ryan stopped talking, and only after a long while did he look at Fuan.
"In my opinion, you are not as good as him. At least he did not know his future before he became Dragons."
"Why would the Dragon Chosen fight for humanity?"
roar--
As Ryan spoke, Fuan's throat was finally burned by blazing flames, and his entire body was burned to ashes. The rich Dragon Essence merged into Fuan's soul, and the vast life energy gathered. Before everyone's eyes, Fuan transformed into a soaring Dragons.
"I am truly sorry. If you had just told me you were still human, I would have been able to help you, because you protected so much spirituality for me when you were the Dragon Chosen."
The Dragon Spirit Blessing is so powerful that even Ryan dares not easily bestow it upon his followers. However, once humanity overcomes the influence of the Dragon's Will brought about by the blessing, then humanity will be able to truly master power comparable to that of the Dragons.
Brandt is the first to succeed so far, but Ryan believes he can help others do it too.
Fuan transformed into Dragon Monarch, but Ryan showed little panic. He took out Magic Scroll, tore it open, and grayish-white light and shadow flew out, forming a storm.
"With such confidence, Mages Brenna wouldn't ruin his own reputation."
Brenna said that as long as the opponent is Dragon Chosen, there is no possibility that this scroll will fail.
Because this forbidden spell targets the soul.
The souls of the Dragon Chosen humans who evolved into Dragons.
Before Ryan could even feel the pressure emanating from the Dragon Monarch Fuan, the Dragons fell from the sky, its body crashing onto the ruins. The immense weight caused the ruins to collapse again, burying Drummond's body in the ruins of Odin City.
Ryan naturally stepped aside early. He walked past his three followers. Milly stared wide-eyed at Winsor, who was pulling her and the other two behind Ryan, and then saw Sven respectfully waiting for Ryan's arrival by the roadside.
" Baron Excellency, Baron."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Sven."
Ryan's use of the title "sir" already told Sven that he couldn't escape his status Lordship.
Ryan looked at the human slaves in Odin City and said loudly:
"Humans may fear the power of Dragons, but they should not kneel at Dragons feet. If there is ever a Monarch to rule you, he will be a human."
Ryan put on the crown, which was not the Dragon Emperor's Crown, but the sacred artifact passed down by Aixnier.
The crown allowed Ryan to see higher, so he traveled to the highest Snow Mountain in the north.
Standing atop the Snow Mountain mountain, Ryan gazed out at the vast ocean.
He saw the reason why Drummond continued to decline—
Beyond this Snow Mountain, in the ocean, colossal Dragons soar through the sky, hunting in the deep sea. Their primal and wild power stirs up and crushes the waves, turning islands into fragments that fall into the depths. As the waves surge, they roam the Cloud Sea of clouds, freezing the air and instantly unleashing a storm of wind, rain, and hail. They also cause flames to evaporate the clouds, casting the shadows of the Dragons through the clear sunlight.
They are Dragons, true Dragons, the true masters of Nidhogg, the dragon race.
Standing on this Snow Mountain, Ryan finally understood why the Spirituality Panel couldn't easily open the Planar Gate here, and he finally saw the real challenge he would face in this world.
The Dragon Emperor, the Frost Dragon Arryris, was defeated by them.
As Ryan looked at the figures of these Dragons, an invisible, great gaze also fell upon him.
" The Dragon Chosen..."
A great call resounded in Ryan's heart.
(End of this chapter)