From Novelia to Stan, from Stan to Vlandia and Arlette, the reputation of the evil dragon Parsh is known to everyone in the north.

When it spreads its wings, the earth and sky are covered by shadows, and even the sun cannot shine in. Its breath is the winter storm, its roar is the eruption of a volcano, and its body is as majestic as the mountains on the ice sheet.

A single flight and rotation can cause huge air waves and snow disasters.

it--

It is a veritable natural disaster!

Evil dragon.

From Novelia to Stan, from Stan to Vlandia and Arlette, whether they are human warriors from the four northern countries, high elves, dwarves, goblins, or even orcs and undead.

Countless intelligent beings came one after another, hoping to take off Parsh's head and gain honor and the noble title of dragon slayer.

But three hundred years have passed, and from the moment Parsh soared in the northern sky, no one has ever succeeded.

Whether it is the barbarian prince of Stan City, the blood knight of Vlandia, the division of Alette, or the priest of the high elves, the stormer of the dwarves, or the mystic sorcerer of the goblins.

According to legend, the fallen master, the undead king of the Kingdom of Skeletons, once hunted Parsh and transformed it into an undead creature.

But due to various unknown concerns, this war between evil things and evil things never started.

Finally, with the union of the four northern countries, Parsh signed an agreement with the human kingdom. It will live on the coldest and steepest peak of Chia. At the same time, in exchange, the four northern countries will also provide it with food, gold and comfort.

Parsh's violent dragon blood.

This humiliating agreement shocked all countries of intelligent creatures, and Parsh was feared and called the evil dragon.

Evil Dragon - Parsh!

But last summer, it all ended.

The hunters who were lucky enough to escape described in horror what they saw. Huge holes were burned out of the sky by the dragon's breath, mountains were shattered, and lava and snow mixed with flowing water, just like rivers bursting their banks.

The furious roar of the evil dragon Parsh echoed everywhere, from the ground to the sky, from the south to the north, you could smell the deadly poisonous gas and stench when you breathed, and the torrents of dragon blood spilled from the red clouds, more urgently than the heavy rain.

.

The last of all this.

It's a light——

That light penetrated the evil dragon Parsh's jaw, passed through the borneol's brain, and crucified it on the peak of Chia.

The mysterious and handsome knight came to the sky and to the peak of Chia. He pulled out the light that crucified the evil dragon Parsh, and the light changed into the shape of a magic spear in his hand.

All of this, this magnificent dragon-slaying feat, was recorded by an accompanying mage apprentice in the hunter team using a photo-taking spell.

He followed Orion into the mountains, originally intending to pick wind-breathing grass to use to complete the final potion of his apprenticeship, but inadvertently, he witnessed this dragon-slaying battle that shocked all countries of intelligent beings!

After pulling out the magic spear, the mysterious knight quickly disappeared without a trace, even though he had won the admiration of almost all the noble women in the North.

The nobles of the four northern countries rushed to confer him honors and wanted to win him over to their side. However, no matter how they looked for him, the mysterious knight was like a ghost. He disappeared into the northern land and was never seen again, as if he had never been seen before.

existed.

"Noble knight."

The young man quickly walked down the long steps. The distinguished prince from Novilia seemed ecstatic. He firmly grabbed Bai Shu's ignorant hand and spoke with admiration:

"I, Andri Frollo, by the honor of the gods and ancestors, welcome you to Novella, where all the bards sing of your great deeds. Believe me, there you will

Live like a demigod!”

"Valens!" The gray dwarf beside Bai Zhu suddenly winked and became excited. He jumped up and bumped into Bai Zhu's shoulder, shouting: "Dragon Slayer, Valens!"

"Valens!" Under the shouts of the gray dwarves, the first person in the group raised his sword and shouted in agreement: "Valens!"

"Valens!"

"Valens!"

"Valens!"

…

"We are brothers by blood; the mead is not meant for both of us to drink together, and I will never drink it alone."

The sound was boiling as if it was going to burn. Amidst the violent noise, the one-eyed man slowly approached. He looked at the dazed Baizhu, patted him on the shoulder hard, and spoke seriously:

"Valens, my glorious brother, the noble dragon slayer! In this battle, I want to hear your thoughts!"

"I……"

Bai Zhu raised his head in confusion. He felt as if a piece of memory was missing. The figures around him were all laughing and chanting the same name. Their faces were somewhere between familiar and unfamiliar. They were clearly right in front of him, but it was always like looking at them in the water.

The moon is just a shadow.

"I……"

Baizhu covered his throat in pain, almost vomiting out of boredom. This sudden nausea and pain made him want to take his head apart. The loud laughter in front of him seemed to come from far away, bit by bit, like a shabby old man.

The gramophone kept vibrating, repeating old sounds.

"Valens!"

"Valens!"

"Valens!"

…

The cheers and chants continued, and they praised the name of the dragon slayer. The horn cup was hit hard, and the golden honey wine splashed out, and the hole passed through Baizhu's head.

I--

I am?

Valens?

Atractylodes!

Chang'an City, the Black Devil, I, am injured...I am in Guangxia Palace!!!

Bai Shu trembled and hugged his head, kneeling on the ground and shivering. He made a violent retching sound in his throat, and every finger was trembling in severe pain. However, no one seemed to notice the strange thing. The gray dwarf raised his hands high and remained still.

Cheering, everyone's face was filled with excited smiles, ecstasy and awe, all kinds of expressions mixed on their faces.

Fake!

Fake!

Fake!

Bai Zhu raised his head angrily, and everyone turned a blind eye to him. During this carnival, he was floating in the outermost layer of the party. No one looked at him, and no one could see him.

Guangxia Palace, Black Demon, Fourth Turbidity, Enhanced Memory...

Baizhu suddenly laughed loudly and hugged his head that was so painful that it almost exploded. Everything in front of him began to blur, and his consciousness quickly faded away.

"I am still recuperating in Guangxia Palace. Are these the memory fragments after breaking through the four turbidities?"

The last thought flashed through his mind, and immediately, boundless chaos swallowed him up, nothingness, only innumerable nothingness.

I--

I am?

Valens?

Atractylodes!

Bai Zhu raised his head again, his confusion gradually faded away, replaced by faith and determination.

The old memory scenes began to reappear, the weak self was suppressed again, and everything was happening again in my mind as it was in the old days.

I--

After re-sealing the Gate of Hughes, I used the attribute panel to cross the virtual sea and came here.

I--

A smile slowly appeared on Bai Zhu's lips.

Here, under the pseudonym Valens, I kill the evil dragon Parsh. I am the dragon slayer! I...

Bai Shu stiffly turned his head and looked at the three-meter-tall one-eyed man wearing a deer-antlered helmet, a glimmer of understanding slowly flashed in his eyes.

Outside the city of Ayr, I killed the Troll King and saved Morel's life. Now, I'm in the city of Ayr!

right!

right!

right!

An inexplicable emotion gradually filled his pupils, all doubts and confusions were gone, and Bai Zhu's eyes became bright again.

After sealing the Gate of Hughes, after crossing the Void Sea, I came to the divine world called Northern Europe in my previous life. This is one of the billion-dollar pasture worlds of Brachi, the God of Poetry!

Now, the frost giant Darsai broke in from the gap in the World Tree. It defeated the coalition of dwarves and high elves, flooded the thirteen plains with cold waves, enslaved the orcs, and the goblins fled in front of it.

The kingdoms began to unite to fight against the frost giant named Dashai.
To be continued...