I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 157 This Era
The surrounding people obviously also saw Shaar's sudden appearance, and were a little surprised.

"That's my avatar." Shaar said.

These assassins suddenly realized that they looked at Shaar who was fighting with the dragon not far away.

It's just that just a clone can fight back and forth with that giant dragon.

They obviously misunderstood something, in fact, the one next to them is the clone.

"What do you mean by what you just said?" Hei Lang couldn't help asking.

"I mean, are you interested in killing this dragon yourself?" Shaar said with great interest.

Hei Lang turned his head to look at the giant dragon, feeling the hurricane created by the beating of the dragon's wings, he swallowed and shook his head.

"Although I really want to, but I have self-knowledge. To it, I am no different from an ant."

"No, you can actually do it." Xia whispered softly, "In this era, all the mysteries are weakening, and the power on the Nibelungen Ring is naturally not as good as in the past.

This dragon is actually much worse than the old Fafnir. "

"Have you seen the real Fafnir?" Cage asked from the side.

"I haven't seen it, but I have seen other dragons." Xia Ya said, "The real dragon is not so weak."

Shaar has never seen a dragon, but Merlin has, and after inheriting his knowledge, he naturally has this part of the memory.

Cage nodded, but then he smiled wryly, "Even if he is not as good as the real dragon now, I am not his opponent."

Shaar raised his hand and pointed to the place not far from the treasure, which was covered by countless vines and plant roots.

Hei Lang and the surrounding assassins looked in the direction he pointed.

If you can observe carefully, you can find that there is a very delicate hilt exposed.

Along the hilt, one can see the body of the sword through the gaps in the roots of the vines. Even after so many years and in such a humid place, the body of the sword still looks very sharp.

"That is."

Cage seemed to realize something, and murmured in a daze.

"The sword in the tree - Gorum?"

Gorum is Siegfried's sword.

According to legend, a stranger broke into Siegfried's father Sigmund's sister Sigourney's wedding reception.

Odin, disguised as a beggar, thrusts a sword into the living tree Barnstokk and says "He who draws this sword from the trunk will receive this gift, and he will find that he has never held a better sword. "

"Everyone failed, and finally Sigmund pulled out the sword. Sigmund's husband, Sigmund, was jealous of this and wanted to buy Sigmund. He was willing to pay three times the weight of the sword in gold, but Sigmund Gmund refused and humiliated him.

After experiencing a series of events, Sigmund was dissatisfied with Frigga because of his incest with his sister Sigourney, and ordered Odin to break the sword.

Odin turned into a human and broke the sword in a battle, indirectly causing Sigmund's death.

He let the Valkyrie take her soul into the Hall of Valor.

Before his death, Sigmund prophesied to his wife that his son Siegfried would reforge the sword again.

After that, Siegfried, who was raised by the dwarves, successfully recast Gorum with the help of his adoptive father, and killed the evil dragon Fafnir with this sword.

"After Siegfried was killed by Hagen, his treasure was seized by Hagen, which naturally included this sword.

Like this treasure, it was buried here for a long time. "

Xia Ya's eyes flashed with unknown meaning, "It originally has the sharpness to break through dragon scales, it is a rare sword.

And after actually killing the dragon, it will do even more damage to the dragon species.

Draw that sword and you have what it takes to slay that dragon.

how about it?
Interested in becoming a dragon slayer?

To become a dragon slayer in such an era of doom, you will surely become a legend of this era. "

There was an inexplicable allure in Xiaya's words.

In other words, in the West, just the word dragon slayer is extremely attractive to anyone with a heroic plot in this era.

However, Hei Lang's expression did not change.

He took a deep breath and said, "Since I choose to remain anonymous and become an assassin, I no longer care about the so-called reputation.

All I care about is the rest. "

There was a gleam in his eyes.

"Teacher, what you just said is true?
about his crimes. "

"I rarely lie." Char said.

"I understand."

Heilang looked not far away, his eyes gradually firmed up.

He looked at Gulam not far away, and suddenly, his shoulders fell, and he started to eject, and the whole person rushed towards Gulam at an astonishing speed.

Zara, who was fighting Shaar, obviously wouldn't ignore this situation either.

His gaze followed Helang's running direction, and soon discovered Gulam's existence.

He has searched for the treasure of the Nibelungen for so many years, and has searched almost all versions of the legend of the Nibelungen Song.

How could he not know what the mysterious sword that appeared in this treasure was.

A murderous intent appeared in his eyes instantly.

He flapped his dragon wings, quickly left the battlefield, and rushed towards Hei Lang like a cannonball, and the hurricane he set off raged wildly in this space.

The dragon body came behind Heilang almost in the blink of an eye.

The huge dragon claw, enough to easily split Hei Lang in two, was only a few meters away from Hei Lang!

But when he was about to meet Hei Lang, his body froze as if being controlled by something.

At this moment, Hei Lang's hand touched the hilt of the sword.

At that moment, the hilt of the sword burst into brilliance, and the world changed.

He felt that he had entered a strange land.

It was in the depths of an unknown forest, surrounded by hundreds of years old trees, tall and strong, lush, and birds, beasts and insects singing.

And in front of him, a gigantic dragon was particularly eye-catching. It was very similar to the dragon that Zara turned into, but it was more than ten times bigger.

But at this moment, the giant dragon has completely lost its vitality.

There was already a huge cut in his chest, and blood gushed out from that cut.

But just such a corpse, Hei Lang felt that it was more terrifying than the dragon that Zara turned into.

The faint dragon majesty emanating from its body made his nerves a little tense, his hair stood on end, and almost all the organs in his body were warning him that the danger was close at hand.

It was a kind of instinctive fear of the lower ones in the food chain for the upper ones.

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of existence could kill such a giant dragon.

In front of the dragon, there was a man with his upper body naked, bathed in the blood of the dragon, and holding a huge long sword in his right hand.

Hei Lang had seen the hilt of that sword before, it was the dragon-slaying sword in the treasury - Gulam.

Hei Lang seemed to realize who the man in front of him was, and opened his eyes slightly.

"I really didn't expect that after so many years, I would see the descendants of the old man."

With his back to Hei Lang, he spoke slowly.

"Tell me, young man, what is your reason for drawing your sword?"

"The reason for drawing the sword?" Hei Lang frowned slightly.

"That's why you fought for it," he said.

"I'm going to kill a man, or a dragon. He used the power of Andy Lanotre's ring to transform into a dragon very similar to the one you killed." Hei Lang replied without hesitation.

But to Hei Lang's astonishment, the man shook his head.

"That's not why you fight."

"No?" Hei Lang was a little puzzled.

"You want to kill him, but why kill him?
Have you ever thought about this?
You can't draw Gorum without a reason to draw your sword. "

Hei Lang just opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but the words stopped when he reached his mouth.

He fell into a long silence.

"Is it hard to answer?" the man asked.

"I originally wanted to answer you for revenge.

He was the catalyst for the execution of my whole family by the local nobles on trumped-up charges.

But I can't say that. "

Heilang lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Most of my hatred actually disappeared when the Hidden Blade pierced the nobleman's chest.

Although he is the instigator, I know that it is the same with or without them.

The Marquis of Oss has long coveted my family's factory, and it will be a matter of time before we do it. "

After a pause, he took a deep breath.

"I have a daughter who is over seven years old this year, but she is not my own.

Her mother was falsely accused of being a witch, tied to a gallows and burned at the stake.

Do you know the stake?

That should be one of the cruelest criminal laws in the world.

Human skin is not easy to burn, so people who are roasted by fire will not die immediately, but will only be slowly heated by high temperature, and finally reach a certain zero point naturally.

During this process, people's consciousness is extremely clear, and they can only cry and struggle in pain.

Till the flames consume their pain, their resentment, their meager and small life"

Helang took a deep breath trembling.

"However, she was not alone in being falsely accused of being a witch.

They have done nothing wrong at all, and some are even very kind and often help those in need.

But it is these people who have become the vent for those ignorant people and the excuses for those shameless careerists.

They were inexplicably sent to the stake and suffered torture that they should not have endured.

And the person I want to kill is one of the promoters behind this incident.

But that's not why I fight either.
Or rather, not the main reason.

I know that the beginning of a war never starts because of the will of one person.

The same is true for this wave of hunting witches.

The torrent of human history is like a turbulent river, rushing endlessly. Compared with the will of human beings, a person's will is like waves turning up on a river, and nothing can be changed.

He is one of the enablers, but by no means the only one.

It's not just him who I want to kill.

I'm going to kill."

Heilang raised his head, his eyes sparkled with brilliance.

"It's this era."

(End of this chapter)