My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 95 94. The Fire is Dying (2)

The history of the dragon clan has always been dominated by war, massacre, betrayal and bloodshed. It seems that they do nothing else but these things. What they think about every day is how to kill other people of the same kind and take away their power to strengthen themselves. Any hybrid who studies these histories will often think of the same question in academic seminars -

Dragon, can you fall in love?

The vast majority of living things in the world require the addition of females and males to complete the inheritance of life. This is the evolutionary result of the so-called fourth great leap in the history of biology, which pushes life to evolve towards a higher level. Scientists have deduced and predicted that when the evolution on the tree of life reaches a certain limit, the new advanced life will no longer be dioecious, nor will it return to hermaphrodite. Sexual characteristics may even disappear, and only a single individual can Propagating life will make the new life no longer affected by changes in the external environment, and it can still succeed even if the situation is difficult.

If these scientists could know about dragons, they would not think so. They had already accomplished this many years ago, because dragons are the ultimate form of evolution on the tree of life.

According to the ancient historical legends of the Dragon Clan, the four great monarchs are directly derived from the Black Dragon Emperor Nidhogg. Just confirming this point can confirm that the Dragon Clan itself has the ability to reproduce individually.

Therefore, a considerable number of people believe that the Dragon Clan basically has no concept of love, but some scholars hold the opposite opinion and believe that the Dragon Clan's concept of love does exist, because the records on the bronze pillars say that the Black King executed the rebellious White Queen and was extremely sad. Plunging straight into the depths of the icy trench, the painful roar could be heard on the ice sheet thousands of miles away. If there were no feelings between the Black and White King, Nidhogg would not have to be so sad about the death of the White King.

This statement undoubtedly treats the White King as a woman. Although it is just a guess, it is very reasonable. If we don't treat it with this concept, the story of the Black King and the White King will become funny... Two heroes Dragon's homosexuality. Of course, they may simply not love each other but want to kill each other. When looking at another life in ancient times from a modern perspective and moral ethics, some deviations are inevitable.

After many years of debate, dragons falling in love has become a supplementary explanation in the textbook of Kassel College. There is a bracket after it to indicate that it is an unconfirmed inference and more information is needed to prove it.

If someone could see this scene in the Bronze City, those mixed-race professors could conclude this fact. Samson was not only full of affection, but the gentleness of water seemed to overflow and flow everywhere in the whole cabin. Yes, she's like a cat curled up in her master's lap.

The only problem is that although the concubine is affectionate, the husband seems to have no intention of it. Norton just repeats the action over and over again, running his fingertips through Samson's smooth and silky hair again and again. Neither talking nor comforting, it is indeed a bit like the relationship between the owner and the cat. The other fiery heart under the caress will bring a little warmth silently to dilute the coldness in the heart.

This is a one-sided secret love that started many years ago.

The dragon attendants under the control of Norton and Constantine were by no means just Samson. They each had many followers. However, they fled to death before the fall of Bronze City. In the end, there were only a few left. Samson took the initiative to take on the responsibility of guarding the living creatures that sealed the cocoon.

She knew that this meant that she would lose her dragon bloodline, live forever, and experience countless years in the endless darkness alone before she could welcome the king's return, and she might never even be able to wait for the day of liberation. But she doesn't care. Many people say that girls will become desperate once they fall in love, and the same goes for female dragons. Samson firmly believes that her dedication and loyalty will eventually make Norton understand her feelings. When they meet again many years later, he will know the one who has always been with her. Who is around him.

But it took a thousand years for Samson to realize that she had made one mistake from beginning to end. Norton was a bitch. No matter how many years you put your heart into it and give it without reservation, he would never be as good as the one who only knows how to do it. The silly little brother who calls me brother, brother, brother, who comes and goes every day is more disgusting than an old hen, but this big brother just doesn't find it annoying. All his feelings are put on Constantine, and he doesn't even look at the flowers beside him. Girl glance.

There is a kind of jealousy in a woman's heart. Samson betrayed Constantine, but she is still loyal to Norton and the King of Bronze and Fire whom she has liked for many years. In terms of strength alone, Norton is actually not as good as his younger brother Constantine. Among the dragon clan that advocates powerful force, Samson should like Constantine more. But Samson was hopelessly in love with Norton. At what moment did she realize this affection? Even she herself couldn't tell clearly.

"Please rest for a while." Samson pressed on Norton's chest. Through her clothes, she could feel that the powerful heart was very tired at the moment. With a body as huge as the dragon's original form, it was necessary to fully recover its strength. Power requires an extremely long-term accumulation, otherwise the dragon kings' cocoons would not take that long to grow. Norton gained Constantine's power, but his body was not strong enough to bear it. It would be a very long process, and a few months would be just a drop in the ocean.

Norton's best solution now is to leave the Bronze City and find an inaccessible place to return to the cocoon to complete himself. However, the dignity of the Dragon King does not allow him to do so. The mixed-race gang from Cassel College killed Constant. Ding, leaving without revenge is an escape option. Bronze City is his home ground. Even if he fights with an incomplete attitude in this place, it is still unclear who will win.

"It's just a drop in the bucket." Norton smiled faintly, "I just want to see more of this place. It's not comfortable to be back in the cocoon. It feels like I'm dead and sealed in a black box. No matter how hard I try, I can't reach it." If you don’t take action, you will never be able to touch or see anything.”

"Then please let me stay with you." Samson whispered.

She did something very bold and stood up and opened her arms to Norton as if she wanted to give him a hug. It's not surprising that Norton didn't avoid it. That kind of vague secret love can be hidden from anyone except the person involved. Perhaps he felt that the thousand years of waiting had made Samson too aggrieved. Norton did not refuse. He watched helplessly as the girl who was taller than him jumped at him after standing up. There could be no perfume in the thousand years of silence. She gave Samson similar things, but she still carried a faint fragrance, just like the flowers blooming under the city in the warm spring season.

Samson is indeed a very beautiful girl. Many people liked her when she was in Baidi City. Her biggest dream is to be a beautiful girl. To this end, she spares no effort to ask all the famous ladies she can meet for advice on dressing and care. Methods. It only took her a few years to defeat the girls she had studied under. The young men who had already been engaged resolutely broke off the engagement and came to her door with thousands of gold gifts and only asked to see Miss Samson.

If there were no Constantine, Norton might really accept this kindness, but there is no if in the world. As both sad abandoned clans and losers in the war, the only thing Norton can do is to protect Constantine. He no longer had to grieve over those things, but unfortunately he failed to do so in the end.

The sharp claws pierced Norton's back, as simple as digging into a piece of tofu. The girl in his arms was no longer the maid who always bowed her head in pity. The sharp scales pierced every part of her arms. Growing, the slender knuckles turned into cold bone claws. She breathed heavily, regretful but happy for what she had done.

Only alchemical swords can kill the Dragon King with their bare blades. Any one of the Seven Deadly Sins can do this. If it corresponds to the weakness of the sin, its power will be doubled. There is no sword corresponding to Norton in the Seven Deadly Sins, but there is such a sword beside him. As a living spirit, Samson is the weapon in Norton's hand. Of course, the sword of the king can also kill the king himself.

"Why did you do this?" The pain passed down his back. Norton raised his head slightly and looked at Samson. It was obvious that he had been attacked by a sneak attack, but he was so calm. It was obvious that Samson had betrayed him, but she was crying, leaving two marks on her face. Silent clear tears.

"I like you very much." Samson's hair hung down, covering his sad face. No girl wants to let her beloved see her crying, because that is when she is at her ugliest, "Always I like them all.”

"I know." Norton said softly.

"Then why don't you respond to me?" The hand that still retains the human form holds the fist and hammer on Norton's shoulder. The hope for thousands of years has finally become a dream without response. Samson should have used this heavy punch to vent his anger, but in the end he hit him. Still so gentle, as if afraid that he would get hurt again.

"Of all the dragon attendants, you are the most loyal to me. The task of protecting Cocoon is very important. I wouldn't trust it to anyone else."

"So you're just taking advantage of my kindness."

"I don't deny it." Norton said frankly, "But I underestimated your heart and didn't expect you to do such a thing."

"I didn't expect it myself." Samson pulled out his sharp claw, and the sharp blade turned into the girl's slender arm again, but the sleeve of his right hand was completely cut. "I learned it from the book you left behind. Some of your alchemy skills, today I wanted to kill you and make you a living being and stay here, but I know I can’t do it, and now I still love someone like you. It’s really a hopeless thing. Save the idiot."

If Lu Mingfei were here, she would exclaim that Miss Samson turned out to be a sick girl. I love you so I want to kill you. Even if you become a living corpse, I will still not let you go. This smells quite good. A bit like sugar.

"There are not many smart people left in the entire Dragon Clan. After the long war, the only ones left behind are the old, weak, sick and disabled. The eight guys who claim to be the monarch are just a group of stubborn abandoners." Norton said with a stoop. upper body, smiling a little self-deprecatingly, "Since Nidhogg's death, there has been no real dragon. We have not inherited his perfect posture. On the contrary, we are full of weaknesses. That's why humans can kill us. This is our own fault." The ending. It is better to die in the hands of one's own people than to be slaughtered by those humans. You can eat me, and I will leave my hatred to you to complete."

Samson silently looked at this familiar face. It is difficult to connect the style of modern people with the ancients. Norton's appearance is actually not very handsome in modern times, but only this kind of free and easy look that remains unchanged despite the landslide is the only talent. It was the Norton she knew. Except for the changes related to his younger brother Constantine, Norton would always be such a general when he sat on the throne. He could command the army thousands of miles away even if he didn't go out. The incoming Han army was killed until no one was left alive.

She suddenly realized that the Norton she liked was just a shadow of the aloof man in Baidi City back then. He had changed over the millennia. He was still the same person, but many things were no longer what they were in the past.

"What are you waiting for? Do you want me to feed it to you personally before you stop?" Norton suddenly asked sternly, his eyes wide open. He looked like a person who had been severely injured many times. He was almost like a worshiper in a temple. The door god is alive again and is about to dominate the world.

The moment she made up her mind to kill her master, Samson did not hesitate, but at this moment she was afraid. She knew better than anyone what the consequences of betrayal would be. As one of the few dragons who have survived from ancient times to this day, What she knew and experienced was second only to the first generation of kings.

The dragon's blood flowing in her body was causing trouble, and the word spirit that bound all descendants forced Samson to kneel down and admit her mistake. If she had not obtained the dragon's blood, she could have gotten rid of this shackles, but now she undoubtedly set a trap for herself.

"Please...kill me!" Samson knelt down tremblingly, his forehead pressed tightly to the ground. He was a man who had suffered many injuries, but she did not have the courage to attack a second time.

Norton gently stretched out his hand, not with murderous intent, but with a touch of warmth. He held Samson up against her face and slowly lifted her up. His clear eyes were full of puzzled astonishment.

"They are coming soon. You go. The further you go, the better. I have worked hard for you over the years. I can't repay you. I can only tell you that the world now is much better than we thought. As long as you are willing, you can There must be a way to survive." Norton pushed Samson gently, but the strength was not strong, but Samson took several steps back. She was dizzy and couldn't move a step. She didn't know what she had done. Then He was clearly a master who would always be gentle to him, but she sent the knife into his already riddled body.

Seeing that Samson didn't move, Norton stood up again and shouted angrily. The raging heat wave swept the slender Samson several meters away, and the door of the hut was slammed shut in front of her.

Before she followed Norton, Constantine told her that his brother was actually an angry king and asked her to be careful. Samson always regarded this as a joke, because the Norton she knew was definitely not that kind of king. But now she suddenly remembered that Norton told her a lie. The Black King ordered Norton to forge the Seven Deadly Sins to prevent the kings from rebelling. Norton secretly modified the alchemy of one of the swords, which did not kill Constant. Some of Ding's swords were only used to kill his own rage.

Tears suddenly poured out uncontrollably in large tracts. Samson knew that the door had been closed to him forever. Norton had always been an angry king! But his tenderness was worse than his anger, but that tenderness was only shown to a few people. In fact, she should have had the opportunity to accompany him until the last moment, but now she had... nothing.

The fire is about to die out, but it will be difficult to find the courtiers you love under the throne.