Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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"What is this?" Lu Mingfei didn't know the meaning of the word, but he realized for the first time what ambition meant from his brother's eyes.

"This is... power and strength," the giant said, as if he had already witnessed the death of his brother, who was born with him. He did not hesitate to display his ambitions to the only two living beings in the world before him.

He pointed to a blank expanse of land and sea, where the last vestiges of the Cretaceous dinosaurs' reign ended with an asteroid impact, along with the entire ecosystem that emerged with that era.

Thus, when the ecosystem was extremely weak, seemingly returning to a state where only single-celled life forms survived in the ocean hundreds of millions of years ago, these two life forms, which can be described as "ultimate," were born.

The giant pointed to the blank world and said, "This is my power and authority, this is my throne." He turned around and looked at his brother, who was on the verge of death, with an extremely serious look in his eyes, which made "Lu Mingfei" feel extremely unfamiliar.

“This is my throne, and I will not allow anyone to share it with me.”

Then, the giant killed his brother completely, pulled out the claws he had placed between Luminf's lungs and buried him in this cemetery.

Finally, the giant stood before the quietly built grave, silently burying his past self here, along with the names that belonged to both of them.

Odembra and Ymir.

The giant abandoned his own name, looked at the cemetery before him, and decided to give himself a new name to symbolize a new beginning.

"Nidhogg, that's my name from now on!"

The giant turned away, left the cemetery, chose the new name which meant "despair," "loneliness," and "negativity," and sat on his throne.

The story ends here.

The boy smacked his lips as he listened to Lu Mingfei's story, uttering words like "throne" and "power," a smile playing on his lips. He watched as Lu Mingfei offered him his first piece of advice:

"This is the story I know about so-called brothers. Now you can leave! Go wherever you want. I've given you the world, I've given you the throne, the only thing I don't want you to take away..."

"What is it?" The boy asked curiously what his brother was willing to give up his throne and power to preserve.

"It is my peaceful life."

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the boy in front of him was gone.

He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of emptiness at the same time. After obtaining the "peace" he desired most, he felt as if he had also lost something precious.

But he was too tired, too tired to think about these things anymore. He could only wrap himself tightly in the gift of the polar bear fur he had received for the first time, and drift off to sleep in the cemetery.

Just as he had hoped, he achieved the "peace" he had always dreamed of.

When he opened his eyes again, his younger brother had already been thrown onto the bronze pillar for execution, barely alive, with only a giant black snake-like dragon circling around him.

Lu Mingfei vaguely remembered that this might be the second time his younger brother had been thrown onto the execution post.

This cunning demon, who always smiled, was nailed to a bronze pillar with several long golden nails, his body bound by bronze chains. Blood flowed down the bronze pillar and chains, dripping onto the ice and flowing into the lake, turning the entire lake blood red.

This great lake will be called the "Dead Sea" in the future, a sea that will never die, symbolizing the recurrence of life.

Lu Mingfei felt his memories were distorted, his recollections mingling with the reality before his eyes. He watched as the dying boy in reality continued to smile and recount his mistakes.

He told him that it was because of his rebellion that the Black Emperor learned about "Lu Mingfei" and that his brother Odembula had awakened once again.

Now, the enraged Black Emperor wants to find his brother and throw him back into his grave.

Finally, the boy told him, "Brother, run! The four new monarchs that Nidhogg created with our blood have begun to plot a new rebellion. This is the destiny of all dragons."

He laughed and said, "Run faster, then maybe Nidhogg won't be able to catch you."

Lu Mingfei moved unconsciously, the distance of thousands of miles seemed to disappear in his eyes. In this way, he approached the execution ground where the Black Emperor was to be executed, and saw his younger brother's eyes that had already closed.

Everything had already happened, and everything was connected. The tragedy ended when he heard his brother's account; what he heard was merely a reflection of the past.

He watched as the Black Emperor Nidhogg announced his punishment, watched as he stripped the sea and water of their names, and he saw…

With that scorching spear that pierced through destiny, He executed his new brother on the icy plain.

Watching his corpse fall onto the bronze pillar, suffering day after day of humiliation and torment, having its scales peeled off by countless onlookers of the dragon race, and using his corpse to polish the blades.

And a thief named Odin stole one of his spines and used it to make a spear called Gangnir.

The thief looked at his spear, brandished it twice, and nodded with great satisfaction.

Then, he turned his gaze to the already dead corpse and plunged the short, new spear in his hand into its heart.

As Lu Mingfei watched the thief stab his brother in the heart, his eyes widened in fury, and he wanted to jump onto the stage and stop the tragedy.

But he couldn't do it.

He crashed into an invisible wall. He tried everything he could, banging his head against it and biting with his teeth, but he couldn't do anything. He could only lie on the wall and watch this tragicomedy come to an end.

"No! No! No! Don't! You bastard! Odin, stop right there!" He pounded on the wall, screaming like a madman.

But it was no use; Odin couldn't hear him. He slowly plunged his new spear into the boy's heart.

Just as Odin had predicted, it went incredibly smoothly, so smoothly that he barely had to expend any effort to tear open the boy's indestructible scales and plunge the spear tip into his heart.

The only thing that made him feel sorry was that the "Supreme One" in front of him was already dead.

For Odin, this was the only area where he was somewhat uncertain.

He used the corpse of this "Supreme" to make this spear, and then used this spear to pierce the heart of the "Supreme". But can this "Supreme", this "Supreme" who has died, still be considered a "Supreme" as he was when he was alive?

Odin wasn't sure if his spear, which could pierce the heart of the dead Supreme Being, would have any effect on the living Supreme Being, the Black Emperor.

He hesitated.

In the end, he left, after he felt that the boy's corpse was of no use to him.

Lu Mingfei lay on the wall, watching Odin repeatedly test the blade in his hand with the boy's corpse, probing the spear's destructive power against the "Supreme" and the ultimate, until he was satisfied.

However, Lu Mingfei could change nothing and could only watch helplessly as this scene unfolded before him, muttering to himself:

"There's nothing I can do."

There was a wall between him and the boy, a wall called time.

That was something that happened seven years before Lu Mingfei woke up, and his younger brother was executed by the Black Emperor Nidhogg ten years earlier.

Chapter 169: Who will wake up first from the big dream?

"Brother, you're late."

As if hearing a faint voice whisper in his ear, Lu Mingfei stood alone in the wasteland, wrapped tightly in the gift the devil had given him, and murmured:

"Yes, I'm too late."

He hoped his younger brother would raise his head and argue with him, but he didn't; the wasteland remained desolate.

Only the boy still wore that signature slightly mocking smile, as if he were mocking "Lu Mingfei," or perhaps himself.

Lu Mingfei's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt a sharp pain. Looking at the smile in front of him, the pain in his heart became even more unbearable.

Ice spikes rained down like a storm, cascading down and striking Lu Mingfei on the head.

He took a trembling step forward and tightly embraced the boy's body, but felt no warmth from it, only a stiffness.

Lu Mingfei released the boy's body and saw the long nails driven into the boy's ribs, the missing spine on his back, and the chains that bound him.

So he slowly raised his hand, first untying the chains binding the boy, and then, gritting his teeth, pulled the long nails out of his body.

Fortunately, the long, cold winter froze his blood, preventing him from seeing any more spurting crimson. Otherwise, perhaps "Lu Mingfei" would have felt even more reluctant.

Of course, another possibility is that the boy's blood had already drained away, and no matter how resilient a life flowing with dragon blood may be, it cannot stop the passage of time.

The boy's body fell from the bronze pillar, and "Lu Mingfei" held him tightly. Now his body was as warm as he had hoped, but unfortunately, he still could not respond.

At this moment, a giant dragon, swaying and staggering, flew down from the sky like a drunkard. The dragon saw the scene of the human-looking "Lu Mingfei" untying the chains binding the "great sinner".

He didn't think this was human, because the person in front of him didn't react to his pressure at all. Instead, he remained indifferent, tightly holding the corpse of the sinner and ignoring him.

So he shouted, "Are you crazy? This is a criminal appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. He was personally bound to the bronze pillar by His Majesty. How dare you release him?"

The Black Emperor Nidhogg had to hang criminals on a bronze pillar for a thousand years to demonstrate his authority, and no one was allowed to disobey him.

"emperor?"

Lu Mingfei smiled, gently placing the corpse in his arms onto the frozen ground before turning back to look at the giant dragon before him.

"Whose emperor?"

The dragon replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, it is His Majesty the Emperor, the Supreme, the Virtuous, the Mighty Nidhogg, who is the Emperor of all of us..."

Before the dragon could finish speaking, he saw the person in front of him disappear from his sight, heading upwards against the cold wind.

In that instant, he saw that the person before him had produced a weapon that appeared to be rusty. If the dragon had any knowledge of alchemy, he would have recognized it as one of the highest achievements of the Bronze and Fire King in the Alchemy Hall—

A branch of destruction.

Almost instantly, invisible swords were born from nothingness and extended as they moved.

Then, the dragon felt a sharp pain in his spine and heart; his heart had been cut open and his spine ripped apart.

When he saw the sword again, the same sword that had just flashed before his eyes, it was this sword that cut through his defenses and appeared before his eyes from above.

"The crime of usurpation must be repaid."

Lu Mingfei's pupils were a cold, golden color, and his tone was so indifferent that it didn't sound like the cowardly man who used to roll around in the snow.

He removed the swords from the dragon's brain, and then the swords disintegrated in his hands. "Lu Mingfei" felt his weakness, but he didn't care about it at the moment.

He pushed his body to its limits, his gaze rising ever higher, his angry roars echoing throughout the world, just as Nidhogg's rage was loud enough for the world to hear.

"Nidhogg."

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, the storm obscures the sun, while thunder brings light.

The turbulent flow of elements swept through every corner.

At this moment, all the dragons couldn't help but raise their heads and look in the direction from which the roar came. For at this moment, the "elements" scattered between heaven and earth no longer obeyed their commands as usual. As if they had found a master, they became unruly and resisted the dragons who controlled the "elements".

During this period, they lost the right to use "words of power".

The four monarchs felt it most deeply; they could even sense the "dragons" emanating from the roars.

“Remember the past and understand how God destroyed his enemies: ... Hear this: I will take revenge on him and repay him. When he stumbles, his days of trouble are near; what is to come on him will come quickly.”

All four monarchs were uneasy about this, and they could all sense from this fervent anger who "he" was referring to.

It was their father, Prince Nidhogg, the Black Emperor.

Constantine gripped Norton's sleeve tightly, and Norton gently patted his head...

Freya, no, Leviathan, remained unmoved, reminiscing about her brother…