Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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But unexpectedly, it was Constantine who was able to do this.

The boy tilted his head to the side, silently starting a countdown to his own life. He smiled and said:

"My brother was so badly injured, who else could it be but me?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Norton must be hiding somewhere else too, right?"

Jormungandr looked at Constantine, who did not answer, and her once burning passion gradually cooled down. She knew that Constantine would not be foolish enough to leave the "cocoon" behind.

She pointed to the Heavenly Maiden Ba beside her and said unwillingly, "I came here by following her and Emperor Yan's blood. They are all inextricably linked to Norton, and the final destination should be Norton. He must be here too..."

The boy interrupted the dragon girl, "Jormungandr, you're possessed."

The dragon girl fell silent and did not reply.

Then, the boy looked at the Heavenly Maiden Ba. The girl's eyes looked spotless, as if the filth of the world could not leave any trace in them.

He chuckled softly, "So you are the Heavenly Maiden Ba? I've wanted to meet you for a long time."

The Heavenly Maiden Ba remained silent, looking into the boy's weak and fragile eyes, and quickly made a judgment.

"You want to kill me."

This is a statement of affirmation, not a question.

The boy was stunned, but Jormungandr burst out laughing. It didn't matter if she didn't get anything; being able to disgust Constantine, who was no longer as naive (or easily fooled) as before, was a blessing in itself.

The boy didn't deny it; he murmured to himself, recalling the events, and said:

“I fled from my brother’s side to kill you and take back the power within you. Whether it’s Chi You or Zhuolu, that’s my goal.”

"Unfortunately, you failed," Tiannvba said coldly.

“Yes! I failed,” the boy said without anger, as if he had no such emotion. “Three years ago, I watched my brother return to my side covered in blood. I was terrified and cried, begging my brother to devour me so that he would still be the invincible Gray King.”

Jormungandr chuckled mockingly, while the Heavenly Maiden listened quietly, but the boys ignored her. He muttered to himself:

"But my brother immediately refused and gave me a severe scolding, telling me not to have such thoughts. Then he fell into a deep sleep; he was too badly injured."

As he spoke, the boy looked on with a look of reminiscence, "When I saw how weak my brother looked, I made up my mind to help him recover."

The boy's eyes were vacant. "For this reason, I walk the earth as my brother."

Jormungandr looked at the emptiness in the boy's eyes and did not ask him how he could imitate his brother so perfectly, from mystical symbols to the imprint of fate.

If Jormungandr had known all along that this mysterious "Kuafu" was Constantine and not Norton, she wouldn't have waited until the Battle of Zhuolu to take such a risk; she could have quietly killed Constantine and left.

Regardless of the circumstances, Constantine, who was unable to hatch into a dragon body, was undoubtedly the weakest among the dragon kings. Even the top hybrids could cause more destruction than Constantine when he was not out of control.

She showed a hint of dejection; fate stubbornly moved forward along its own trajectory, leaving no room for anyone to find a loophole.

The dragon girl looked at the weak boy, who was also a puppet controlled by fate, and said softly:

See you a thousand years from now.

The boy closed his eyes, feeling Death's scythe sever his heart, cut through his spine, and dissect his brain. He whispered back:

See you a thousand years from now.

Chapter 166 Fengshan at Mount Tai

"Your Majesty, Kuafu is dead."

Feng Hou came to the Yellow Emperor's side and once again told His Majesty the good news, which was another important event after Chi You's death.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas records Kuafu as follows:

Kuafu chased the sun, drinking from the Yellow River and the Wei River when thirsty; not enough, he drank from the Great Marsh in the north; before reaching it, he died of thirst on the way. He discarded his staff, which transformed into the Deng Forest.

Kuafu chased the sun, crossing the Yellow River and the Wei River, but was still not satisfied. He drank his fill of water from the Great Marsh to the north, but was still not satisfied, and died of thirst by the roadside.

Who was the sun that Kuafu chased? And why did he die because of "insufficiency"?

Now, in Wang Anzhi's eyes, it is a very clear thing.

Kuafu was the pseudonym of Norton and Constantine, the Kings of Bronze and Fire, in this era. Just like the legends they left behind, these two dragon kings were defeated in the Battle of Banquan and the Battle of Zhuolu, respectively, and the two kings they served, Yan Di and Chi You, were also defeated one after another.

Therefore, Kuafu, the mastermind behind it all, could only "die of insufficiency".

Of course, Wang Anzhi knew very well that the author of the Classic of Mountains and Seas also knew that the Dragon Kings could not die completely and that they would eventually return.

So, at the end of the article, he added the phrase "transformed into a peach forest," subtly implying that the matter was not over, and that the Dragon King had merely transformed into a peach forest.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas has no real author. It is a historical record compiled from stories passed down orally by ancient people and edited by later generations. However, it was regarded as myths and legends because it was too absurd.

However, in today's world of dragons, the Classic of Mountains and Seas seems somewhat "realistic".

Perhaps it was because this era still required "everyone to be like a dragon" to maintain a certain level of combat power. Even as late as the Shang Dynasty, there was a queen whose tomb contained a large number of skulls of white people from the West to demonstrate her military strength.

However, there is no doubt that as time goes on, the "martial virtue" of hybrids is gradually falling behind.

Just like how, in the ancient times of the Snake Clan, hundreds or thousands of "Emperors" joined forces to unleash the ultimate power, Return to Nothingness, which was originally only wielded by the King of the Ocean and Water, to bury a remnant of the White Emperor, the Yamata no Orochi, in the "Burial of the Gods".

This event, which is recorded very vaguely in the Kojiki, subtly reveals that this great war completely changed the topography of the four main islands of Japan, pushing the originally stable islands to the boundary of tectonic plates, and turning the once relatively peaceful Japan into a country prone to earthquakes.

Besides China and Japan, there are also the Edda epics of Norse mythology, the Homeric epics of Greek mythology, and even the ancient Egyptian pharaohs who were gods and men, and Gilgamesh, the so-called "oldest king" of Mesopotamia, etc.

Around the world, civilizations have emerged that are neither dragons nor humans, but rather created by pure hybrids.

This shows that after the dragon race gradually declined, hybrid races around the world absorbed and adopted the dragon race's legacy, creating their own civilizations.

The best of these were known in later generations as the "Four Great Ancient Kingdoms".

So when will all of this end?

Wang Anzhi could only speculate that the overall decline of mixed-race people in China began in the Zhou Dynasty, while the decline of mixed-race civilization in Europe began in what they called the "Iron Age," the era of the rise of Rome.

Both events occurred around three thousand years ago.

As he thought about these things, Wang Anzhi's thoughts gradually became chaotic, and countless pieces of information flooded his brain, giving him a headache.

At the same time, Feng Hou looked up at the Yellow Emperor, who had not responded for a long time, and tentatively asked:

"His Majesty?"

Wang Anzhi then snapped out of his delusions. He waved his hand to indicate that he was alright, and then asked:

"Who killed Kuafu?"

"It is Her Highness the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden." Feng Hou hesitated for a moment before finally giving the answer.

Wang Anzhi understood that the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden was Jormungandr, and only she had the ability to kill the King of Bronze and Fire.

Although he mocks Teacher Daye all day long, when it comes to "stats", the King of Earth and Mountains is indeed the top-ranked among the four monarchs.

He then asked, "Where are the Wind God and the Rain Master?"

The fact that Feng Bo and Yu Shi deserted their posts on the battlefield caused Chi You's army to lose contact completely within the fog he had created, leading to their defeat one by one.

Previously, Wang Anzhi was unclear about the reason, but now it was obvious. Since "Kuafu" was already in imminent danger, neither Norton nor Constantine, the two dragon servants of the Bronze and Fire Kings, would leave him alone.

So they "made a snap decision," abandoned Chi You, and left the battlefield.

"They were stopped by Lord Yinglong and their whereabouts are unknown." Feng Hou shook his head, never expecting things to turn out this way.

Compared to Jormungandr, who still retained his human form, he harbored greater resentment towards the dragon "Yinglong," but he was well aware of the dragon king's power.

Compared to the minor power of Xuan Nu, Ying Long truly possesses the power to destroy the world.

This is why, although Feng Hou harbored some resentment towards Yinglong, she never showed it.

Of course, Fenrir didn't have much affection for this old man who kept attacking his sister either.

"Unknown whereabouts?" Wang Anzhi was also stunned. He did not expect that Miss Xia Mi would win the MVP this time, while Fenrir, the real center, became an easy win.

The Wind God and the Rain Master are the Samson and Abbott whom Wang Anzhi met in later generations.

Samson followed Constantine, while Abbott was killed by Nuwa on the banks of the Yangtze River in the Three Gorges.

Therefore, he had actually anticipated their escape.

Feng Hou nodded, a barely perceptible hint of apprehension on his lips. "That's right, Your Majesty, the Wind God and the Rain Master have disappeared without a trace."

He lowered his voice, "I suspect this is because Lord Yinglong, like them, is an anomaly, considering himself a god..."

Before Feng Hou could finish speaking, he suddenly closed his mouth.

He felt a tremendous wind pressure rushing in from the sky.

Sure enough, a moment later, a huge dragon descended from the sky and landed beside His Majesty the Yellow Emperor.

Feng Hou looked at the giant dragon beside the Yellow Emperor, revealing a subtle sense of apprehension, but he never showed it.

On the other side, Wang Anzhi looked at the giant dragon beside him. The ancient dragon was crouching down beside him, its head slightly lowered, its huge pupils level with his eyes.

Wang Anzhi knew that he was Fenrir.

Aside from the appearance of Attila the Hunnic prince he saw in the Roman era, and Fenrir the king he saw in ancient times, this was the first time Wang Anzhi had seen a dragon king who looked like an ancient dragon but seemed simple-minded and silly.

Fenrir in ancient times was already somewhat simple-minded and silly, but he was not like the child in his memory who had the intelligence of a five-year-old, that is, the kind of nerdy boy who liked potato chips, cola and old movies in later generations.

Wang Anzhi speculated that Fenrir might have suffered an irreparable injury during the battle where the four monarchs fought against the Black Emperor Nidhogg.

Looking at Fenrir lying face down on the ground, he subconsciously realized that this position was probably not very comfortable for Fenrir.

However, it made it easier for the two of them to communicate.

Thus, in the eyes of the old minister Feng Hou, he saw His Majesty the Yellow Emperor reach out and stroke the dragon scales on the face of the ancient dragon, which resembled armor. This dangerous action made the old minister's eyelids twitch more than once.

Fortunately, this ancient dragon wasn't as dangerous as he appeared. He showed curiosity like a cat, but didn't stop him.

Wang Anzhi thought that Fenrir of this period was probably no different from Fenrir of the modern era, and he asked with a smile:

"Where's your sister?"

"My sister wanted to look for Norton's whereabouts, so she sent me back first," Fenrir said happily, without hiding anything.

"She also asked me to pass on a message to you, brother-in-law."

"What message?" Wang Anzhi asked, curious about what kind of message Miss Jormungandr wanted to convey to him through Fenrir.

Fenrir's smile faded, and he said in a serious tone, "I'll borrow your girl for now. She can stay with me from now on. It's much better than her staying in the capital and suffering."

Feng Hou's eyelids twitched again, and he almost instinctively wanted to reject the suggestion. He didn't like Tiannvba, but he was very clear about the meaning that Tiannvba represented.

This is almost the largest "legacy" that hybrids have inherited from the dragon race since the Three Sovereigns—they have completely obtained half of the power of a dragon king.