Chapter 641: Burn the tree, burn the tree! (Fix yesterday)
In that earth-shattering battle, the hundreds of heads of the White King were torn off by the Black King one after another. He was originally a splintered body of the Black King. How could he deal with the Black King as the mother body?
Just a look from the Black King made the White King's body split apart and fall into the black dragon's body, but he still resisted, and different words and spirits spewed out from his mouth, making those who didn't understand the words and spirits spit out. The Black King was in a terrible state.
But the embarrassed Black King became increasingly excited. He found new power, the power to control the world.
So after tearing off the wings of the White King, he used alchemy to create a bronze pillar that reached into the sky and the earth. The bronze pillar imitated the appearance of the World Tree and nailed the White King to the sea of ice.
The carnivorous fish in the sea ate the flesh and blood of the Black King and the White King, and a monster called the Ghost-toothed Viper was born from them, turning into a nightmare that the dragons can never forget.
They tore at the flesh and blood of the White King, but were unable to kill him. The White King had become too powerful, so powerful that even his former mother body could not easily kill him.
The Black King was lying in the palace built by humans, looking at the White King standing on the ice sea, and suddenly understood something, so on that day, he decided to create a new race, a race that could use the spirit of speech.
But before that, he must understand what the spirit of speech is.
After the night of rebellion, the White King was expelled and nailed to death on the ice sea. The Black King personally went to the area where the World Tree was to find out what was going on. After years of growth, he had already acquired considerable wisdom. .
"One Sword Dominates"
In that ever-spreading sea of green, the Black King finally got a glimpse of the secret of the spirit.
The World Tree mines magic power from the ground and spreads it into the air through breathing. Unknowingly, it forms its own domain, a Nibelung root that covers the entire world.
In this piece of Nibelung roots, World Tree is the god. Every trace of the magic that spreads into the world with his breath has the mark of World Tree. It only takes one thought from the other party to change the world.
Even in the polar regions, these magical powers exist, so the White King can rely on this power to fight the Black King.
After receiving this information, the Black King looked at the sky. What he saw was not the cloudless blue sky, but a large net woven by magic power. He enveloped the world, causing every change in the world to follow the movement of the giant tree. Moved by the mind.
This was not done deliberately by World Tree, but it was a subtle change to the world over countless years, forming an extremely rough prototype of the magic network that allowed World Tree to control changes in the magic power in the world.
But the Black King did not collapse, nor was he depressed. A creature like him had not yet evolved to possess such emotions. He just looked at the sky coldly, with an extremely arrogant plan in mind.
He wants to usurp this powerful authority and replace this god who can change the world.
So under such a plan, a new Dragon King was born. The Black King made him look like those weak humans to deceive the perception of World Tree, but inside, he was still a creature created by Nidhogg. monster.
The newly born Dragon King was exiled to the World Tree. In just an instant, his will was captured by the World Tree, and his body was bound by the branches of the giant tree, turning into a part of the World Tree.
He was hung upside down on the World Tree, and his body was infinitely close to death, but he was also getting closer to the reality of the world. The branches of the World Tree penetrated deep into the body of the Dragon King, but it also made the Black King understand the World Tree itself better.
On a rainy night, when the Dragon King was about to die, the Black King finally moved. Golden light came out of his left eye, and the strong wind roared, tearing apart the branches that bound the Dragon King.
He soared high in the sky, having never been so free before. He was the original four monarchs, the King of Winds named Odin.
After returning to his father, Odin dug out his left eye and gave the power in it to the Black King. The Black King took out the branches from his body and used alchemy to create a spear.
In the great hall in the far north, the spear made by the Black King pierced Odin's chest. Using the branches of the world as a guide, the Black King used the first Word Spirit.
The word spirit instantly erased Odin's memory, the memory of being a human being, the memory of being part of the Black King, and the memory of being pierced by the World Tree and being extremely close to the source.
So on that day, the first Dragon King with independent will was born. He was no longer a copy of the Black King, but a more powerful existence. That was the evolution that the Black King pursued.
With the success of the Black King, dragon kings who could use the word spirit were born in the world one after another. They were all monsters created by the authority usurped by the Black King. At this moment, the dragon clan was finally able to compete with the World Tree.
The World Tree has also encountered a rare crisis. It is not that he is not strong enough, but that he is too strong, which has caused the earth's oxygen content to rise steadily. With oxygen as a combustion accelerant, it only takes a little spark to turn into a terrifying forest horde.
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He is powerful, so powerful that he can nip the flame in the bud with his own strength, but the half-carbonized tree trunk is inherently unable to withstand the attack of the flame. The World Tree is not the Black King. He is naturally huge, but he does not understand it because of it.
The microscopic world is unable to change its own structure.
The thoughts of trees are inherently slow, and their nervous systems are insensitive to everything around them. This situation even extends to World Tree. It has spread so much that he is unable to feel the conditions of the trees on the edge of the sea of trees.
So on a hot sunny day, when the World Tree was at its most restless, the Black King opened up the domain of the Word Spirit in the Far East, and then flames fell from the sky, burning the trees that were spreading wantonly.
The world tree itself, which is far away in the horizon, is not even aware of this small change.
Just like people don't care about small bumps while walking, Yggdrasil has no intention of paying attention to what is happening in the Far East.
But then, the flames began to spread, and it was a fire that spread to the entire world. In the raging flames, the Black King and the World Tree competed for the authority of the world.
Compared with the unconscious World Tree, the Black King is more greedy. He stretches out his black wings to cover the sun, and wants to turn the entire world into polar night, thereby limiting the expansion of the World Tree.
In that war, the World Tree was the sun and the Black King was the night. The boundaries of their realms became the dividing line between day and night.
One after another, the dragon eggs were created by the Black King. They became more deadly generation after generation. The Black King placed their will on the magic net created by the World Tree. Whenever a dragon died, they would appear again.
He transformed into a cocoon and was reborn, absorbing the flesh and blood of the surrounding black kings and resurrected again.
It was under such a terrifying offensive that the Black King led his tribe to kill the World Tree. His wings brought an icy cold night. The World Tree died one after another, and the World Tree tribe wailed silently in the darkness.
, but was unable to stop the Black King's advance.
Until that day, the Black King stood under the real World Tree, looking at the towering trees as if looking at his own past.