The world-devouring dragon

"My...my master..."

The girl's lips trembled, wanting to say something, but she was speechless for a moment. Her body that was limp on the ground could only kneel on the ground crying with joy, bowing her head to the huge thing that covered the entire sky.

For hundreds of years.

Countless prayers for hundreds of years were finally answered at this moment.

The enthusiasm stemming from the body's bloodline instinct was mixed with the enthusiasm of hundreds of years, making it impossible for her to suppress the trembling, fear, trembling and joy in her heart.

For her, whose body is mixed with the power of the serpent, there is no need for any reason to worship the serpent, because it comes from nature, just like sleeping when she is sleepy and eating when she is hungry.

While looking down at the tiny dust particles beneath her indifferently, the deep voice of the big snake sounded in her ears.

"It's been hundreds of years. I've been trapped in the depths of the sea for hundreds of years. People in the world have even forgotten my name and their fear of me."

These sounds are not made by the big snake itself, and its body structure is not enough to support the production of human sounds, but because its spiritual power is so huge that even a small leak is enough to cause the outside world to It reacts and resounds its tone in the air.

Rather than saying that he was speaking, it was better to say that his spiritual power was poured directly into the subject's mind.

"The gods cannot trap you forever, my master. One day, you will finally break free from the chains attached to you by the gods and reveal your wrath to those gods. At that time, the entire universe will Tremble before your strength."

The girl prostrated herself on the ground, bowed to the ground, and said piously to the giant beast above her head.

The trembling clear voice and the extremely eager eyes all showed her enthusiasm for the snake to the snake.

Ordinary people often have certain needs for worship and belief in gods, but the girl does not. In other words, her own need is worship and belief itself. She just desires to worship and believe in this giant beast. This is her instinct. .

She was born due to the power of the Orochi, and she gave her all to the Orochi.

“But I can’t stand it!!!”

It was as if the words such as shackles in the girl's words had angered the big snake. Its eyes turned red, it roared angrily, and the sky became gloomy.

In this dream world that is both real and illusory, those weird purple thunder and lightning are wandering in the sky.

The power of God is like a mountain, and the grace of God is like the sea.

This sentence is not an exaggeration when it comes to the big snake. Facing the big snake's rage, the girl can only bend her body deeper and lower to show her submission to the creator as much as possible.

When the big snake's rage gradually subsided, the girl spoke softly and respectfully.

"My lord, have you summoned me to come, is there anything you need me to do?"

After all, hundreds of years of experience were not enough. She was keenly aware that her master seemed to have something he needed her to do.

"Let's form a sect, strengthen it, expand it, and let those kings and heroes be controlled by us. They may be able to help me fight against the gods after I get out of trouble."

Above the head, an endless snake covered the entire sky. A low voice sounded like thunder. The girl lay on the ground submissively, obeying the orders of the snake.

Immediately, a drop of black liquid fell in front of the girl.

"Drink my blood and you will gain my power."

"Go to the east, take my will and power, and drive the venomous snakes and beasts that are transformed from my flesh and blood into the swamps there. They will obey your orders. The entire east of the continent, in those swamps that are corroded by my venom. In the swamp, you will be able to rule that area as the Lord of the East and expand your power."

For this chess piece, Orochi attaches great importance to it, and even pays for it with a drop of his own blood.

This drop of hard work is enough to transform a mortal into a demigod.

Along with the voice of the big snake, she looked at the black blood in front of her in shock, and the girl's face showed a look of flattery and fear.

"My master, how can you use your blood to give this to your servant?"

Facing the snake's extremely precious drop of blood, the girl's first thought was fear and uneasiness about the snake taking out her own blood.

There is no doubt that in her heart, the big snake is naturally the most noble, and even a drop of blood should never be shed.

This kind of unreserved and whole-hearted devotion is probably only possible with this kind of inhuman life mixed with the power of the serpent.

"Then what do you need?"

The deep voice of the serpent fell from the sky.

The girl's face changed several times, and finally she gritted her teeth and said, bowed deeply to the big snake above her head, and mustered up the courage to answer.

"Please... give me a name."

She lay on the ground and couldn't see the movement of the big snake above her head. She could only feel that the top of her head seemed to have become quiet.

After a long time, she heard a laugh.

"Hehe...hahahaha...hahahahahaha..."

The serpent's wild laughter set off storms in the sky, a bit angry, but also a bit approving.

"A bold idea, but I agreed, and you will have a name given by me."

"Mona, loneliness, wish, you are destined to be lonely forever, realizing everyone's wishes, but your own wishes will never be realized. You have my power, and you will also be regarded as my daughter. I, Jormungandr In my name, I promise you to be the Lord of the East, but those poisonous snakes and beasts may not obey me obediently."

"Go, bring those snakes under your rule, and prove your courage and ability to your father."

As soon as he finished speaking, white mist suddenly rose, covering the girl's sight.

…

"ah!"

Suddenly awakened from the nightmare, the girl's forehead was covered with sweat and her eyes were full of fear.

How long has it been since, how long has it been since I felt fear...

Ever since she became an immortal and inhuman being, she had not had a dream or felt fear for a long time.

"Is it...a dream?"

She touched her hot forehead and hesitated to speak.

If it is a dream, then this dream may not be too real. The white mist and... the figure of the big snake are all so real.

Her erect snake eyes rotated and then stagnated...

On the small altar beside her, the flesh and blood worshiped had disappeared, and only the pure gold snake statue was looking down at her coldly.

…

The girl left, or in other words, as her new name was called Mona, she went to the East, a place that was once prosperous hundreds of years ago but eventually turned into a large swamp and water country during the "Year of Darkness".

There will be the will and mission entrusted to her by her father.

Either die there and become a withered skeleton in the swamp, or bring the place under her rule and become the King of the East.

This is the price she paid for choosing to reject the blood of the Orochi Jormungandr in exchange for the Orochi giving her a name. The Orochi will not give too much favor and kindness to mortals. No matter how difficult it is, it is her own choice. , even if it turns into withered bones, it will only prove her lack of ability at best.

When she left, she only took away the pure gold snake statue, leaving behind a thatched hut that gradually became desolate.

After a long time, the legend of the witch was gradually forgotten. Only some old people still remembered the story of the witch and talked about how they once sought enlightenment from the witch. However, the young people had long scorned the non-existent witch.

But at this moment, a man wearing armor and with a depressed spirit came here quietly.

Looking at this place where there was no trace of thatched huts anymore, this place where he had been when he was a child, he felt lost.

After all, he still couldn't escape that future.

He has slain dragons, fought giant lions, and accomplished many great feats. He is regarded as a warrior by the world. He has wealth, fame, glory, and family. He has everything he deserves. Gradually, he forgets the prophecy of his childhood. , during a hunting trip, he drew his bow and shot a pregnant doe.

However, what he never expected was that the forest fairy transformed into him. While the injured fairy fled in embarrassment, she angrily cast a curse on him.

"Everything that makes you happy will be lost! Everything that makes you miserable will come!"

In an instant, everything was in vain. His family was torn apart, his wealth was stolen, and his glory was slandered. His brothers in life and death pulled out the sword of betrayal against him. His wife, who had sworn an oath to each other, also left him, and his children died violently. …

All kinds of sudden misfortunes made him almost collapse. Only then did he suddenly think of the witch who had made a prophecy to him when he was a child.

I came here with the last glimmer of hope, but I was shocked to find that the place had already turned into desolation.

"Could it be...that I really can't get rid of this bad luck?"

The lost man was at a loss.

Until then, suddenly, he discovered that something seemed to be shining in a deserted ruins. When he got closer, he saw a reflective copper piece in the grass. He tried to dig it out, but found that the more he dug, the more he found. The bigger, eventually…

I dug out a small wooden box that seemed to have been gathering dust for a long time.

The copper piece was the lock on the wooden box. Although the lock was rotten, it was still strong and could not be opened. However, this did not hinder this brave and prestigious warrior. He slashed with his sword and the copper lock broke.

In the wooden box, there was only an old piece of parchment, with a sentence written on it that had been dried for a long time...

"East."

The sentences are extremely short.

"East?"

The man then looked at the distant east and murmured, his eyes thoughtful...

(The R'lyeh language is really just used to enhance the atmosphere. It does not mean that Cthulhu appeared in the Nordic world. Don't think too much about it.)