These lines came from a poem the poet-sage Du Fu had written upon hearing of a friend's demotion. Originally expressing sorrow at parting and concern, the verses now harbored murderous intent after being excerpted and rearranged.
You are imprisoned now, unable even to fend for yourself, so how could you take wing and fly to this Northern Land? This is probably not your soul at its prime in life; the journey is long, and life and death are uncertain. The world is full of treacherous storms, and ships cannot always escape disaster. The waters on your return are deep and swift-do you truly not fear that a flood dragon will devour your soul?
The figure finally coalesced. Within a region of the sky, the laws of physics were rewritten. Ash converged on a single point, shaping a golden skeleton amid a blaze of light.
He slowly descended an invisible staircase.
Nidhogg's remnant soul raised its head and roared at the figure.
He extended a hand, gesturing like a conductor as he directed the composition of the elements. The domain Nidhogg had just formed vanished instantly, without any intervening process. The next second, an absolute void appeared within the King's Domain, and the elements fell toward the singularity. Such violent elemental activity should have created a breeding ground for Rhein, but what emerged from the King's Domain was a sickly yellow flame.
Nidhogg's mountainous body collapsed without a sound, the destruction far outpacing the transmission speed of its superhuman nerves.
With its complete disappearance, the world briefly returned to peace. Lu Mingfei formed a complete body, dressed in the same white robes as the Greater Will, and descended the staircase from the sky to the ground.
Only three living beings remained in this deathly silent space.
Lu Mingfei, Melina, and the