The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Fabuti's plan was by no means imperfect.

At least among the giants, Fabuti's prestige still exists, especially among the Jotun giants, Fabuti's reputation far exceeds that of Surtur.

When Ao Fan left, he left Surtur as the leader and Fabuti as his assistant.

This originally made Farbuti feel a little uncomfortable.

Therefore, in this seizure of power, Fabuti planned to eliminate Surtur as well.

At that time, as long as Jotunheim's defense device is activated, Ao Fan will be able to be isolated.

That was an existence that even the main god Odin could not easily break through. When Ao Fan broke through, he was already fully prepared.

In Fabuti's eyes, he is certain to win this time and can return to his peak state.

Even Fabuti's subordinates were affected by Fabuti at this time.

While everyone was laughing, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps outside the hall.

The smile on Fabuti's face disappeared in an instant, and he turned to look outside the palace. When he saw that it was his subordinate, the vigilance in Fabuti's heart relaxed a little.

"What's the matter? So anxious."

The giant was seen kneeling on the ground and said nervously: "Surtur is here."

Upon hearing this, Farbuti's eyes suddenly lit up, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"finally come."

Farbuti glanced at everyone present, and the chill in his eyes was self-evident.

Everyone then slowly retreated, and then concealed their aura, planning to wait for an opportunity.

Fabuti smiled slightly and then said: "Let Surtur come in."

After hearing the order, the giant retreated.

Not long after, Surtur walked slowly to the palace alone.

Looking at Fabuti standing in the palace, Surtel's eyes flashed, and then he said: "Fabuti, according to the Dragon King's order, we need to organize manpower as soon as possible to ensure that Jotunheim will not fall into In the hands of the gods."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Fabuti chuckle, turned to look at Surtur, and said with a smile: "It is not difficult to defend Jotunheim. As long as the defense core is activated, we have plenty of time to prepare."

Surtur's face then darkened, and his eyes when looking at Fabuti changed slightly.

Of course he knew the core of defense mentioned by Fabuti, but wouldn't it just isolate the Dragon Emperor from the outside?

Surtur asked in a deep voice: "Fabouti, what do you mean by doing this?"

Seeing that Surtur was still asking questions about himself, Farbuti chuckled and walked forward on his own.

After walking to the throne, Farbuti turned around and sat on it.

"What do you mean by me?"

Surtur looked at what Fabuti was doing at this time, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression gradually changed.

"Fabuti, how long has the Dragon King been gone? Are you sure you want to do this?"

At this time, Farbuti didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all. After hearing Surtur's words, Farbuti immediately sneered.

"Surtur, do you really think of yourself as the Dragon King's lackey?"

"You are the Lord God, what a supreme being, and you are so willing to work under him?"

There was a cold glint in Fabuti's eyes, as if he was waiting for Surtur's response.

Looking at Fabuti's appearance at this time, Surtel suddenly chuckled and shook his head after a long time.

"Fabouti, you are wrong."

"I am not a dog under the Dragon Emperor, but you are somewhat like a lackey under Odin."

"The giant race has been the beginning of the gods since its birth, but now we live in a corner and are trapped in Jotunheim. What else can we do?"

"Fabouti, ask yourself, after inheriting the position of the giant clan leader, have you ever thought about stepping out of Jotunheim?"

Fabuti's face darkened, and his expression kept fluctuating, as if he was thinking about how to refute Surtel's words.

Seeing that Fabuti was silent, Surtur sneered and continued: "You don't know what the so-called races outside the world are like that surrender to the gods."

"I just don't want the giants to fall to that point."

"The war between the gods has lasted for tens of thousands of years. The Dragon Emperor once said that this was caused by the abuse of heaven by the gods."

"The Gods are using the heaven they control to fool other ethnic groups, but we are still in the dark and still think that is how it should be."

"Fabuti, did you know that above the Lord God, there is also the realm of the Heavenly Saint?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fabuti paused momentarily, his expression full of shock.

Is there a strong person above the Lord God?

How can this be?

Seeing Fabuti's horrified look, Surtur sneered.

"Fabuti, you don't know this because you accepted the bewitchment of the gods."

"Our ancestor Ymir died after opening up the West Wing Continent. Those who have the power to open the sky are the saints of heaven."

"That thing that should have belonged to our giant family was taken by Odin as his own!"

"The reason why Odin is able to crush the main god now is because he controls the power of heaven. He is the saint of heaven in our West Wing Hezhou!"

Even Surtur himself couldn't believe this.

If Ao Fan hadn't pointed it out, Surtur might still have thought that Odin was just the main god who was more powerful than them.

Even after Surtur found out about this, the shock in his heart was no worse than that of Fabuti in front of him.

The fact has become that what he can do is to take back the godhead that belongs to his ancestors.

And the only one who can do all this is the Dragon King.

So Surtur didn't feel like he had done anything wrong.

His eyes fell on Fabuti, and Surtel immediately said: "Fabuti, do you still have plans to cooperate with Odin?"

Nafarbuti trembled and looked at Surtur with unwillingness in his eyes.

"Impossible, Ao Fan is from the outside world, he can't understand us so thoroughly!"

"This is all a scam by Ao Fan. There are no heavenly saints in this world!"

"Surtur! You can't stop the giant clan that I continue to rule! I will kill you too today!"

"We, the giant clan, don't need traitors like you!"

At this time, even Surtur was laughed out of anger and looked at Farbuti as if he were an idiot.

"What the Dragon King said is indeed correct. You are not willing to think about the whole clan at all. In this case, let's end it."

Hearing Surtur say this, Fabuti immediately sneered.

"End it? Surtur, you are no match for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fabuti suddenly opened his arms, and the divine power in his body began to gather.

Surtur stood motionless as if he had been frightened.

Just when Fabuti was excited, he saw Surtur slowly raising his hand, with a small formation spinning on his palm.

"Fabouti, what you are doing now is within the Dragon King's expectation. You can't afford to make trouble."