Throne of the North

On the streets of Odin City, the dragon's sharp claws slowly approached the bard. That light claw was like a heavy mountain to humans.

The heavy force easily tore open the bard Sven's chest, cut his flesh and blood, and cut the bones in his chest. The sound of his heartbeat was strong and powerful.

The huge dragon pupils came up and looked at Sven's heart.

"Human, there is no mark of dragon in your heart. You are not the Chosen Dragon."

The dragon Drummond roared angrily. It felt deceived. For this crime of deceiving the king, he would bring disaster to many people, and the bard in front of him would bear the brunt.

The ferocious dragon head opened, and there was a blazing flame dragon breath gathering in Drummond's mouth. Sven still couldn't tell its type, but he understood that fire seemed to be the means mastered by this dragon. Anyway, it would not be a frost dragon like Lord Areris.

"Perhaps, I can help you find the Chosen Dragon."

"I already have a direction."

Sven said weakly, letting the dragon Drummond's breath extinguish in his mouth, and his head fell down.

"Human, you can't deceive me a second time."

"I didn't deceive you, Your Majesty the noble King Drummond. I don't know who told you that I am the Chosen Dragon, but I am not. I never told you that I am the Chosen Dragon. I didn't deceive you."

"I just want to get close to you and use my only loyalty to help you accomplish what you want."

Roar——

The dragon roared. Indeed, it was not the slave in front of him who deceived him.

"How are you going to help me?"

Sven was very confused, but he said:

"I have traveled to many places and heard that the Dragon Chosen are the enemies of the Dragon Lord. If those people did not deceive me, then the Dragon Chosen must have strength to fight against the gaze of a powerful Dragon Lord like you."

"They are doomed to fail, but they can struggle in your flames."

"Ordinary people can't do it."

"So, where the Dragon Chosen can be provided with strength, the Dragon Chosen is likely to appear."

The dragon walked on the street, and houses were destroyed by its body and wings. It walked around Sven and finally stopped behind him.

"You are right, my slave."

"Your humble slave will offer you loyalty. If you need my heart, I can also give it to you."

Sven said weakly, his heart was exposed to the air, and he said so many words. If Ryan hadn't given him the blessing of the stag, making his blood and qi stronger than ordinary people, he would have died long ago.

The vitality brought by the blessing of the deer spirit has allowed him to persist until now.

The dragon claws fell again, and the extraordinary power healed Sven's wounds, but the weakness of excessive blood loss could not be recovered.

"Promise me, you will find the Dragon Chosen for me."

"I swear on my life."

The dragon roared again, and a magic mark fell in the void. This was the power of the contract. Under the watchful eyes of a terrible existence, if Sven betrayed the contract, he would bear a terrible curse.

The dragon spread its wings and flew towards the top of the mountain, leaving the weak Sven sitting on the ground in a mess, breathing in less and out more.

He felt that he was about to die.

...

"You wasted a drop of my precious holy water. If it weren't for the fact that I recently reached a cooperation with Archbishop Adriana, I would not have saved you."

"So remember, don't let this life be injured so easily. I am very selfish about wealth."

Ryan put away the crystal bottle with a distressed look on his face, looking at Sven, whose face was gradually flushed, and the latter smiled awkwardly.

"Master Ryan, the bard's duty is to bring you stories and wine from afar."

"This is one of the few loyalties I have."

"You really don't have much."

Lian listened to Sven's description and thought.

"Dragon Chosen, a challenger to the dragon by humans, but I feel something is strange."

"Yes, Lord Ryan, I feel strange too."

"The cruel dragon is willing to listen to so much from a human like me, and even spared my life and made a unilateral contract with me."

"Compared to a dragon, it is more like a human king, but as a human king, it is too cruel."

Sven still remembers that in Odin City, at least hundreds of people were buried under the ruins after the dragon arrived.

"What is the situation with this Dragon Chosen?"

Lian thought on Rhino Horn Mountain. This time, he was no longer surrounded by Sven, but core extraordinary people like Rose and Archmage McKen.

"According to the bard's records, it seems that the Chosen Dragon does not refer to a certain type of person who initiates a challenge. It is even so accurate that a Chosen Dragon appears every fifty years. The only similar thing in human history is the Church."

"In the past, the Church would have the birth of the Son of God every once in a while, and the time interval was fixed."

"If these two things are similar, then there is only one answer, that is, the gods."

"The gods decide everything, and the Chosen Dragon is decided by the Dragon God of that world."

"The Dragon God and the Demon Dragon should both be great beings, what is their relationship with the Dragon Emperor?"

"They may be the victors against the Dragon Emperor. The relationship between the Dragon Emperor and the Dragon God and the Dragon is like a war started by three rulers. In the end, the Dragon Emperor failed, and the Dragon God and the Dragon God divided Nidhogg."

The information that the Dragon Emperor told Ryan before showed that this was a war between gods and spirits. In other words, the fuse of the war that broke out in Nidhogg was this incident, and the reason for the Pan-dimensional War of Gods and Spirits was the same.

Their war is part of the Pan-dimensional War of Gods and Spirits.

"Find out what the dragon army is!"

Ryan's order made Sven a little tired, but now he didn't have to be cautious. Walking in Odin City, all the human slaves who saw him knelt on the ground subconsciously.

The dragon monarch Drummond gave Sven power.

"Your Majesty, I'm here to ask for your help."

"I heard that there is a tree growing on a mountain thirty miles south of Odin City. The fruit of that tree can give people the power of a bison."

"I think if the Dragon Chosen exists, he will definitely go there to pick the fruits that are about to mature."

"I ask you to give me an army that can capture the Dragon Chosen."

Sven felt strange. This dragon monarch seemed to like the way humans called him Your Majesty.

Of course, this kind of liking also led to the fact that when Sven stood in Odin City again, there was no one around him.

Because behind Sven, there were ten tall black monsters.

They looked like humans, holding long swords like dragon teeth in both hands, but their skin was as dark as the rough skin of wild beasts, which was difficult to tear with a dagger. They were tall and two heads taller than Sven. When they stood on the ground, they could look at the eyes of the northern warhorse.

The neck is covered with dragon scales, which open and close slightly, just like the gills of a fish to replace breathing. As for the eyes, it is even more frightening. It is pure black, without pupils or whites, only black.

They are like machines without souls, standing dully behind Sven.

"Uncle Sven, are you going to kill the Dragon Chosen?"

Millie's little head hid behind the door and asked in a low voice.

"I don't even know where the Dragon Chosen is, not to mention who the Dragon Chosen is, not necessarily determined by the dragon."

Sven smiled at Millie, waved her hand to let her leave, and left Odin City with ten dragon warriors.

The ten warriors behind him were dull, but their fighting desire and means had absolutely nothing to do with dullness, even to the point of shocking and frightening Sven.

He saw with his own eyes that a second-level monster was torn apart gracefully, cleanly and quickly in front of these ten dragon warriors, turning into pieces of flesh and bones on the ground.

The dragon tooth swords in their hands were terribly sharp, and their strength was so strong that they could fight against the monsters head-on. Their speed was like the shadows in the woods. With the swaying of the tree shades, they appeared a hundred meters away the next moment.

Natural warriors, no, absolute war machines.

"Such an enemy... can they solve it?"

Sven was a little nervous, and soon he led people to the destination he told the dragon monarch. There was a mountain here, and there was a tree on the mountain that could produce extraordinary fruits. The tree could provide magicians with materials for magic potions, but it has now been moved by Ryan.

Only a group of fully armed soldiers remained here.

When these dark dragon warriors appeared, the knights in the forest also woke up. The sound of the long swords being unsheathed made the dragon warriors take a fighting posture, with one sword in front and one sword held behind their backs, legs slightly bent, and rushed into the forest.

The fighting posture is to attack.

"Catch them!"

Egil's voice came from the forest, followed by the howling of a giant wolf, and a hundred knights and attendants rushed out, drowning the ten dragon warriors.

Egil's wild fighting style was still better. He directly pierced the chest of a dragon warrior, but the dragon warrior was not dead yet. His vital point seemed not to be the heart.

Looking at Sven, the latter shook his head slightly. Those monsters did not pose much threat to these dragon warriors.

But it didn't matter. The big net woven with gum tied the dragon warrior tightly, and the knights and attendants around rushed up to block the remaining dragon warriors.

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"Catch that human!"

Egil shouted frantically, and the soldiers began to kill Sven.

Sven looked a little panicked and shouted loudly.

"Damn the Chosen Dragons, they came first, protect me!!!"

He kept retreating, and the dragon warriors fought and retreated, and soon left the mountain with Sven.

However, there were only eight dragon warriors left out of the ten.

Tranquil Territory.

Chief Alchemist Rose locked the dragon warriors in a magic seal with metal, making them unable to move.

"This blood doesn't look like the blood of the gods' followers, but more like mutated human blood."

Rose took out a crystal vessel and shook the liquid inside that exuded an evil aura, bright red, but also strange.

"The aura of the soul has been changed."

Luna said, her recent research on soul magic has made good progress.

"Their souls have become some kind of pure energy essence, and there seems to be the aura of a dragon in them."

In short, it is not a human soul, so even the eyes are pitch black.

"In terms of life form, bones and skin, it is closer to wild beasts, closer to magical beasts with dragon blood."

McKen said, as a veterinarian... as a great mage who has studied life magic for hundreds of years, he can draw conclusions to verify the flesh and blood of these dragon warriors.

"The key point should be the neck. The reverse scale of the dragon's heart is called the only weakness of the brave who has the opportunity to kill the dragon. It is on the dragon's chest, but on these warriors, it is on their necks."

This question is simple. Ryan looked at Rose, and the shadow under the latter's feet turned into a crystal python, biting towards the neck of the dragon warrior. As the dragon scales broke, a green light floated up and struggled in the air, but it could not get rid of the blockade of the crystal python's big mouth anyway.

The transparent crystal python allows everyone to see the green 'heart'.

"This is the essence. All the energy and power of the dragon warriors come from it. This thing should be what the sacrifice has obtained."

Human slaves sacrificed dragons to create this dragon essence, thus creating dragon warriors.

There is a process of sacrifice and transformation, so the previous statement that the gods were directly involved can be ruled out.

Because if it is really the gods who interfere directly, then there is no need for such a troublesome process. It only takes the sacrifices to get closer to the great gods a little bit, and their lives and souls will be twisted instinctively, and naturally become the gods' followers.

With the process, it means that the grade is not enough. If the grade is not enough, it means that this kind of sacrifice may really be just the dragons themselves.

Legend is the upper limit of this kind of sacrifice.

"What's the use of it?"

"Hehe, in the extraordinary world, any extraordinary material is precious to magicians."

Master McKen laughed.

"If you don't know what it's used for, the easiest way is to sell it to the magic academy. The magicians there will have ten thousand ways to analyze it."

The magicians who pursue the truth don't have much awe for the gods.

On the other side, Brock also came over with the dragon tooth sword in his hand.

"This weapon is not forged."

"It's more like grown."

"They look like this."

"Will the teeth of a dragon grow like this?"

Brock nodded uncertainly, and then said:

"I'm not worried about these, but it can continue to grow, so... these dragon warriors may have more powerful arms."

There are more powerful than these.

According to the samples brought back by Egil, Ryan has seen the power of these dragon warriors. Their individual capabilities are more elite than his knight squires. If you want to ensure a 100% victory, you need two squires to do it.

Brock asked Ryan for dragon bone marrow, which may be the energy that makes the dragon tooth sword more powerful.

"These dragon marrows... be as careful as possible."

This thing was marked by the great being, and Ryan was not sure if there would be any problems, so he only gave Brock a little bit.

"Sven left me a message. There are fifteen cities like Odin in Ethir and fifteen in Muspel."

"However, not every city has a dragon monarch. Some land is vacant."

"Thirty..."

Ryan was terrified by this number, because the bard had calculated the population of Odin through simple calculations before.

Including villages and towns, the population of the land ruled by the dragon monarch Drummond is probably no less than 80,000. If multiplied by thirty...

This is the most populous alien world Ryan has ever encountered.

"Fifteen to fifteen, ten of them may have been divided from the Dragon Emperor, that is, before the Pan-Plane War of the Gods, when Nidhogg was in a three-way confrontation, each of them had ten cities."

The number of dragons is not the number of cities. This news is the only consolation for Ryan. If there were really thirty legendary dragons, he would have wanted to bring the entire Flor Empire to invade.

You should know that the number of legendary magicians in the Flor Empire is only ten.

"Can you find a way to kill a dragon monarch?"

Ryan looked at the circle of extraordinary people around him, and no one could answer his question.

Is it easy to kill a legend? For them, legend is the end of the extraordinary path they pursue, but Ryan said it was so free.

Moreover, killing a legendary extraordinary and killing a dragon are two different problems. Dragons can stand at the top of the food chain. They are top in all aspects. If they are all legendary, then dragons are born to stand on the side of the masters in legends.

Let alone legends, even if they are underage sanctuary dragons, they may not be able to kill them together.

In the description of the magicians, if the sanctuary mages are given time, they can burst out with terrible power to kill legends.

Similarly, dragons are against magicians. Among dragons, the difficulty of killing a sanctuary dragon is no less than that of killing a legend.

It is difficult to describe the combat power of these two types of life with realms.

"It seems that it can't be done, so we can only set our sights on that dragon chooser."

Ryan said this, it seems that this world of Nidhogg will be a protracted war.