Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 738 The Real Yellow Bird (2)

Odin felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, and the king of sky and wind could not blow away the endless darkness.

He stretched out his hand to call back Kungunir, his unique weapon, the supreme weapon.

There has never been a case where Kungunir did not return. Odin has experienced many wars. As the best warrior among dragons, although he is greedy, cowardly and afraid of death, he has never been inferior to anyone in fighting.

In a war between dragons, besides physical strength, they also need the right weapons.

If the war between kings could be ended by one's own strength without relying on external forces, then Norton would not have to go to so much trouble to create the Seven Deadly Sins, and the White King would not have to rely on Ame Murakami.

Kungunir is Odin's support and part of his fighting power.

But now he has lost control of Kungunir.

A golden light lit up in the direction of the World Tree, and the earth began to tremble.

Odin looked at the two huge eyes in despair. The source of the golden light seemed like two suns rising slowly.

A familiar smell, representing despair and the will to destruction.

"Father..." Odin trembled.

The figure trembled, and the authority trembled.

The identity of "father" represents majesty, and Nidhogg represents another kind of majesty. The two majesties combined create absolute oppression.

What Odin had done before turned into fear at this moment. He could not avoid fear, fear that went deep into his bones.

"Impossible..." Odin discovered that his own domain was being eroded and the channel for stealing power from the World Tree was being closed.

When he realizes that the situation is getting out of control, he starts thinking about how to restart the world again.

Failure, failure, always failing.

The power of cause and effect no longer belongs to him, nor has it ever belonged to him.

The same thing happened with Kungunir, which had never belonged to him.

"Hehehehe..." A laughter that despised everything, its contempt for this world far exceeded that of Odin.

The only one who can bring fear to the world is Nidhogg, and Odin is just a rat who intends to usurp power.

Odin met those eyes, and besides contempt, he also saw teasing, and inadvertently a hint of admiration.

Despair and fear stimulated his thinking, and Odin's epiphany was a little belated.

He understood something.

When talking about fate and destiny, he always puts himself in a superior position.

He has always had his own destiny and fate.

Kungunir was a gift from his father. When his other brothers and sisters did not receive any gifts, he possessed the power to control his destiny.

Did he really control his fate? Looking back, Odin actually thought that he was controlled by fate.

Kungunir is a key that opens the door of cause and effect.

Odin opened the door, embraced desire, and stimulated his own greed.

Now Kungunir’s betrayal… this is not betrayal, this is conspiracy.

How could the Creator not understand the life he created with so much effort...

"You did a good job." The huge eyes closed and the world returned to darkness.

Nidhogg's words boomed like thunder in Odin's ears.

He froze in place, unwilling to admit defeat but unable to resist.

What can he rely on? Han Qiu's guess was correct. Apart from the stolen powers, the limit of his ability was only that of a perfect king.

He was not yet a perfect monarch, as he became a father, and the births of Caesar and Paty actually weakened his power.

There is also the Creator of Creation, the research on the World Tree...all these things together, his true power has long been unable to reach that of a true perfect king.

Rounding it off, it's not much better than the newborn White King.

"It looks like you lost." A disgusting voice came from behind Odin.

Extremely obvious sarcasm and irony.

Odin was too lazy to look back, it was dark anyway, "I thought you were dead, I couldn't sense your presence anymore."

"Indeed, I almost died. It was a close call. Your father is a real character, very impressive." Han Qiu praised Nidhogg and was about to belittle Odin: "Compared to this, you really are a clown. Do you know what a clown means? It's someone who comes out to make people laugh."

"What do you want to say?" Odin had no intention of competing with Han Qiu.

Nothing has any meaning. Winning or losing is important to the person who is in control of the situation.

"I want to say that you played your cards very badly. You restarted so many times, and you were always thinking about how to plot against me. Why didn't you think about plotting against your father?"

"You think I didn't plan? I just lost to him in the calculation, that's all."

"If you had sincerely joined forces with me, this wouldn't have happened. I can only say that you asked for it. You were extremely sure of my every step, but you didn't expect your father's every step. I heard that you learned a lot of things, including the language of Ragnarok, in Nidhogg's bedroom. Everything is ready, waiting for you to get in." Han Qiu sighed: "What a bunch of trash, the meaning of your existence, for him, is the solution to the problem."

"Well, so what? You will lose, too." Odin had guessed Nidhogg's intention: "You are still his enemy. What he wants to do is the same as what I want to do."

"Who said I would lose? I have helpers, but you don't. Even your son has turned against you. You are such a loser and lonely."

……

“Damn! They only rescued us after it got dark!” Lu Mingfei used the last bit of light to determine the direction.

In the short time left for the darkness to spread, he rushed out.

God knows how much strength Han Qiu used, Lu Mingfei leaned against the throne and retreated a long way.

He knew that this was Han Qiu's protection, and the area in the center was truly incredible.

Above Odin's realm is Nidhogg's realm.

“Brother! Xia Mi!” Lu Mingfei shouted, “Help me watch…”

There was no time to explain anything, as Kungunir's breath was approaching and the death crisis continued.

The target is still Nono, and the coming of darkness has not changed the lock on Kungunir.

As the sky began to darken, Lu Mingfei saw Han Qiu resisting Kungunir. Now Kungunir continued to fly, which meant...

"Stop it, you can do it." A hand was placed on Lu Mingfei's shoulder. "Its power has been greatly weakened. Nidhogg will call it back. Just hold it off."

"You... hatched?" Lu Mingfei turned around in surprise.

Even if this world is dark, the king who is high above can see everything clearly.

"I'm lucky. I made it." The little devil's suit was still decent. "I'm on my way."

"I'm telling you, now..."

The little devil shook his head: "I know what happened. What's more important now is to protect the people you want to protect, not to talk nonsense with me. I smell the scent of an old friend. I haven't seen him for a long time. I really want to kill him again. Go ahead and block that gun."

"Got it. If I lose my life, help Han Qiu for me. That guy won't die so easily. He's tougher than me."