Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 21 Ragnarok
The old bell sounded from far away, echoing in Lu Mingfei's ears, as if someone was telling him the past thousands of years ago.

Lu Mingfei's head was dizzy, and Lu Mingfei's consciousness was silenced by the sound of the bell. The originally bright day outside the car window seemed to have turned into a dark eternal night.

The moonlight like a circle of spotlights gradually focused. On the couch and sofa, a boy sat there alone. The moonlight shone obliquely in his brilliant golden pupils, as if shed a silver light on the vast golden sea. Those golden and silver eyes were shining brightly. There was nothing in his eyes—only the desolate figure of Lu Mingfei was reflected.

The boy looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, wearing a pure black evening dress, with a rose-colored square scarf pinned to the white lining of the neckline, and a slight smile on his immature face, hidden in the smile The loneliness that has been silent for thousands of years.

"Brother, you're finally here, you know I've been waiting for you, right?" the boy looked at Lu Mingfei deeply across a corridor, and said softly.

"Ah."

"That's right, I knew it when I saw your eyes. No one in this world understands you better than me." The boy stood up, walked slowly towards Lu Mingfei, and then stood beside him who had been cast with a hold spell. Chu Zihang pushed lightly, and Chu Zihang's figure disappeared with a "bang" like a blown soap bubble, disappearing into thin air.

"He thinks he knows you well enough, but in fact he's a million miles away...so is he...so is he."

Then Finger, and finally Professor Guderian, the three huge soap bubbles disappeared without a trace, leaving only Lu Mingfei and the boy in the carriage looking at each other silently in the cold moonlight.

"Brother, my name is..." the boy looked at Lu Mingfei's face and said softly.

"Lu Mingze, my stupid Oududou, you know me well, and I also know a little bit about what you are, so let's skip the old-fashioned part of self-introduction, you weave for me, but I don't care about you. I don't plan to dream for too long." Lu Mingfei waved his hand, interrupting the boy's dreamlike words.

For a moment, Lu Mingze looked at Lu Mingfei with astonishment in his eyes, he wrinkled his delicate face, and sighed deeply, "You have changed, you are so strange like this."

"Can I just be that bad boy who can't be supported by mud?" Lu Mingfei asked back.

"Of course not, my brother is of course the most awesome person in the world!" Lu Mingze put on a smile again and applauded lightly.

In front of Lu Mingfei stood a huge oil painting wrapped in white canvas. Lu Mingze's applause gently lifted a corner of the oil painting like a spell, and then the whole canvas was shaken away, revealing that hideous and beautiful face. Horrifying picture.

On the screen, the sky is iron blue mixed with the color of flames, and the only giant tree stands upright, with dead branches extending in all directions, weaving a dense net to support the cracked sky.The wasteland is full of dry bones, and a giant black beast is rising from the depths of the bone pile, its wings are covered with skeletons, and after spreading its huge membranous wings, it protrudes black flames to the sky. (Original text of Dawn of Dragon I Fire.)
"This is..." Lu Mingze stood behind the painting, wanting to introduce Lu Mingfei.

"Black Dragon Emperor, Nigelhold, this painting describes the black dragon biting the root of the world tree Yggdrasil, and when the day when the giant tree is bitten off comes, the dusk of the gods will usher in the destruction of the world. "Lu Mingfei interrupted Lu Mingze again, and personally composed lyrics for the world-ending scene.

"Brother, you stole my lines!" Lu Mingze protested dissatisfied with raising his small fist.

"This is not your line, this should be the line of Professor Guderian who was disappeared by you."

"That little old man can only babble with just one mouth. In fact, he knows a lot. For example, can he do this kind of thing?"

Lu Mingze snapped his fingers as if showing off, and the moonlight poured onto the oil painting like water.

The moonlight hits the oil painting, and the giant beast comes alive from the painting. It roars full of majesty, and the whole world trembles. Those emperor-like eyes seem to hide the brightest gold in the world, noble and glamorous, giant The beast looked at Lu Mingfei from a distance as if passing through fantasy and reality, and the pressure was like a raging wind.

Lu Mingfei just looked at the giant beast quietly, standing still like a mountain under the huge pressure, like a retrograde person in a storm.

"So, did Ragnarok really come?" Lu Mingfei asked gently, whether he was asking about the giant beast in the painting, or Lu Mingze behind the huge oil painting.

But no one responded to him, this time even Lu Mingze disappeared, and Lu Mingfei seemed to be drawn into the world in the painting by that huge storm of coercion.

He looked at the giant black beast that had already spread its wings covering the sky and flew towards the sky, leaving only the ruined giant tree in the sea of ​​fire. The roots of the tree had been gnawed to pieces and crumbling, but the giant tree still barely supported The body will not fall down.

Countless mourning rose from the dead bones all over the wasteland, as if they were singing an elegy together to commemorate the broken world. In the world where blood flowed like rivers, Lu Mingfei witnessed the faith withering along with the giant trees.

"Of course there is no Ragnarok, brother, you are not a Scandinavian, you shouldn't believe in Norse mythology!" The devil's voice rang in his ears.

Lu Mingfei returned to the carriage again from the devastated world, the oil painting of Ragnarok was covered with white cloth again, and Lu Mingze stood behind Lu Mingfei with his hands on his shoulders. It didn't happen, as if everything was just Lu Mingfei's imagination.

"Thousands of years ago, Nidhogg, the Dragon King, was killed on a mountain that was always covered with ice and snow. That was his throne and his tomb. People bathed in the red rain and raised their arms and shouted like a newborn. The world has changed since that day, and people call it - 'New Age'."

"It's a pity that this stupid world has survived." The faint sigh of the devil lingered in the carriage for a long time, so sad and so sad.

It seems to have dyed thousands of years into a sad river...

"Why is it a pity that the world has survived?" Lu Mingfei frowned slightly and asked puzzledly.

"Because..." Lu Mingze smiled and pointed to the distance.

Lu Mingfei turned his head to look, and outside the porthole, the edge of the city and the countryside disappeared.

The sky is iron blue, the fire reflects the sky, and the clouds are also rendered crimson. The barren mountains are connected to the mountains, and the south of the wasteland is all scorched earth, wild and primitive, desolate and magnificent!

A huge church stands on the other side of the wilderness, and a tall cross hangs in front of the church. The black crowd is like a black tide submerging the cross. They hold their heads high and hold flaming torches. Everyone has written on their faces. Full of anger, fear and pleasure.

"People killed the ancient and tyrannical alien emperor, this time, it's time for them to slaughter the demons!"

(End of this chapter)