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He mustered his courage, and although he didn't think it was a suitable time to conduct orientation, he seemed ready to accept the "truth of the world" as if two dumplings were placed in front of Neo. His long-dormant chuunibyou spirit seemed to reignite at this moment.
Chen Wenwen? That's all in the past for him.
His goal is the sea of stars.
"Senior Brother Wang, I'm ready. Tell me everything!"
"Good, that's ambitious," Wang Anzhi praised, concealing a hint of surprise in his heart. It seems there's a difference between being rejected after confessing and being humiliated without even confessing. The beautiful senior sister and the imposing old man also have completely different effects.
Although……
He was destined to join Kassel College and enter the mixed-race society.
Another gust of wind blew in through the window, and Wang Anzhi slowly began to speak:
"In an era so ancient that we humans cannot accurately describe it, dragons once ruled this world, with Nidhogg, the Dragon King, as their leader."
According to the Norse mythology, the Old Edda, at Ragnarok, the god would bite off the roots of Yggdrasil, the World Tree, and the world would be destroyed on that day.
Seeing Lu Mingfei's trembling eyes, Wang Anzhi continued:
"Dragons have their own civilization, their own language, and their own writing system. Like humans, they were once at the top of the food chain."
In a sense, they are no different from humans; they are beings with emotions just like humans.
Xia Mi's lips curved into a smile.
If Kassel College or the Secret Society heard these remarks, they would be furious, because the very foundation of their existence, the Abrahamic Bloodline Pact, clearly states that dragons are the enemies of humankind.
This is their Bible, unchangeable and unshakeable.
However, Wang Anzhi was well aware that the world was not only populated by the Secret Service.
"When humankind was born, the civilization of the dragon race had not yet left us. These high and mighty races, who were like gods, taught us how to use fire out of interest."
At that time, humankind's bloodline was still very pure. The first people to master the use of fire were known in our history as Suirenshi, named after humans.
Lu Mingfei sensed that mythology was emerging from history. He noticed the word "pure" in Wang Anzhi's words and spoke for the first time, asking:
"Senior brother, you just mentioned pure bloodline, does that mean that the bloodline of humans is not pure now?"
"Dragons and humans are two intelligent races. Although dragons were already considered gods when humans were born, and humans seemed insignificant, wisdom is something that can bridge the gap between them."
Humans gravitated towards the dragons, and the dragons were generous in passing on their knowledge to their servants, until the dragon civilization was buried and humans truly became the masters of this world.
However, after the dragon civilization perished, humans became the new dragon race. They all had dragon blood flowing in their veins to varying degrees, and in ancient times, humans also possessed the knowledge taught to them by the dragons.
In some places it's called alchemy, in others it's called witchcraft, but these terms all refer to the same thing: the dragon race's own science.
Wang Anzhi looked at Lu Mingfei and said very clearly:
"Until the First Industrial Revolution, humanity progressed within the framework of the dragon race. All humans had dragon blood flowing in their veins, to varying degrees. They were all hybrids, but most were unable to awaken their talents due to their diluted bloodline."
So-called pure humanity exists only in historical records.
Lu Mingfei nodded, and Wang Anzhi continued.
"The place we are in right now is called Nibelungen, the land of the dead in mythology. It is the crystallization of the dragon civilization, a space that is different from the real world yet coexists with it."
Everything here is dead, even those who enter. They don't get sick, they don't age; time stands still the moment they step into the Nibelungen.
Lu Mingfei looked around and thought to himself, "Holy crap!"
No wonder he felt so uneasy; it turned out he had already arrived in the underworld. No wonder there were no living people here; how could there be living people in the "land of the dead"?
But why did he feel so at home?
Lu Mingfei pinched Jihe's thigh, took a deep breath, and told Jihe that Jihe was a living person and could not be assimilated by this godforsaken place.
His voice trembled slightly:
"Senior brother, can we get out of here? I don't want to stay in this awful place forever. I still have..."
Lu Mingfei was somewhat speechless, unsure who else might be waiting for him outside.
His parents, whom he hadn't seen for almost ten years? Forget it, Lu Mingfei had already given up on that idea.
The uncle and aunt who have lived with me for almost ten years? Enough already, you can fool outsiders, but don't fool yourself!
His cousin Lu Mingze, who always fights with him over the computer? The loser sighed.
He seemed to see a little boy trying to play a prank on his senior brother, but he was blocked by a silent barrier, looking aggrieved. He could almost hear a whisper in his ear: "Brother, you still have me!"
He blinked, and seeing that there was still no one there, he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is truly bizarre!
"Chen Wenwen," Xia Mi kindly continued.
Lu Mingfei chuckled dryly, ignoring the prank, and continued to look at Wang Anzhi.
"Of course, that's for sure."
Wang Anzhi nodded, showing no concern whatsoever.
Not to mention the little devils, even Xia Mi had the ability to take them out without anyone noticing, and Wang Anzhi himself didn't think that Nibelungen could trap him, so he was naturally fearless.
Just then, they heard a low laugh and a soft chant, along with the sound of claws tearing at the glass of the café window.
Lu Mingfei stiffly turned his head and saw a group of dark figures silently climbing outside the house, as if listening to their conversation. He was unaware of his own fear and the excitement hidden deep within him.
"Senior brother, what are those things?"
Chapter 65 Deadpool
Lu Mingfei looked at the dark figures climbing on the glass and walls. There were not just one, three, or five, but hundreds and thousands of them, with more and more dark figures gathering outside the house.
His pupils were filled with panic; though he didn't feel fear, he was certainly startled.
Having just learned the secrets of the world, he was immediately struck by such a terrifying monster, which naturally stirred his emotions.
He took a trembling step back, only to find that the monsters were inexplicably gathered outside the house, none of them daring to enter. He calmed down and finally asked:
"What are those?"
Xia Mi's eyes flickered. She had noticed these things long ago, but didn't pay much attention to them, and casually replied:
"Deadpool, they're called Deadpool. They're monsters with dragon blood flowing through their veins. They're neither corrupted hybrids nor considered humankind; they can only be subservient to dragons, becoming their servants."
In fact, Deadpool may not be truly willing to submit to the dragons; what they are truly bound by is their bloodline.
If a Deadpool monster with the blood of the Black King were to emerge, even the Four Sovereigns would not be able to subdue it, make it a mere lackey, or make it submit to the armies of the world.
"Can't they get in?"
Lu Mingfei looked around the room.
He knew that this was just a coffee shop randomly chosen by his senior classmates, but he couldn't help but wonder: was there anything special about this place?
Otherwise, why would these monsters just linger outside instead of coming inside to enjoy their fresh blood?
"They were too hungry and thirsty, yet they had not received permission from their owner, and they did not understand whether we were guests or enemies; they were incapable of thinking about such things."
Wang Anzhi looked at the dead servants in front of him but didn't pay them much attention.
Now, even if he were to face Odin directly, he would not feel much fear.
The special feature of the Word of Power: Emperor is not that it possesses great power, but that it can prevent its host from dying easily in certain corners.
This power of the Word can subdue low-bloodline Death Servants, while also making high-bloodline Dragons wary and hesitant to kill it directly.
In the previous simulation, Wang Anzhi clearly felt that when he was about to die from being struck by Odin's Gungnir, he could choose to inflict the "crime" of regicide on those he selected, just as the last emperor Ji Chang said, "I would rather die for the noble Duke than live for the common Duke."
"Killing the king" is a crime, a crime that everyone acknowledges.
The Sima family murdered the emperor in the street, so after the founding of the country, they dared not promote loyalty, but only filial piety. Even their descendants who migrated south felt deeply ashamed of the process by which their ancestors established the imperial dynasty.
In this world, even a true emperor possesses a unique kind of majesty.
When Nidhogg died, everyone rejoiced.
However, what followed was the complete demise of the dragon race.
This is something no one could have imagined.
The once-powerful dragon race was brought to the brink of extinction simply because of the death of an emperor.
The Zhou family of Xiangyang is an ancient and orthodox family with a history of nearly two thousand years, making it an extremely ancient existence within the orthodox tradition.
Wang Anzhi became friends with the head of the Zhou family in Xiangyang, who was also known as Nuwa. Although he didn't know why Nuwa took a liking to him at first sight, he did gain a lot of ancient historical knowledge from it.
The records of the Zhou family in Xiangyang mention that after the death of the Black King Nidhogg, all dragons almost suddenly lost the ability to control "words of power" and "alchemy".
This period lasted for thousands of years, until the time of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, when humanity completely conquered the world, marking its end.
Rumor has it that this is the Black King's punishment for their "regicide".
These guys, who were just happy about the emperor's death, were no longer happy in the blink of an eye.
The dragon race refers to itself as the "abandoned race," which is not a humble statement, but a fact.
As for the historical record of humans and dragons jointly destroying the Black King, according to Nuwa, that is all nonsense.
Although humans at that time had already left behind the stage of eating raw meat and drinking blood, they still felt ashamed compared to the advanced dragon civilization.
That gap is like the feeling of a savage on a tropical island when he first sees modern industrial civilization.
How could humans at that time have had the opportunity to participate in the downfall of an emperor?
To put it bluntly, they simply don't have the qualifications.
The historical records are nothing more than embellishments by later generations.
The White Emperor once had a period of friendliness towards humans. This was not because humans were powerful, but because the White King was curious about humans, the second intelligent race to appear after the dragons, and about the secrets they contained.
The White King felt that this might hold the key to defeating the Black King, Nidhogg.
Unfortunately, he ultimately failed to discover this opportunity.
This opportunity did not lie with the humans of that time, who had been deeply assimilated by the dragon civilization, but with the modern scientific system that emerged from the darkness millions of years later.
In short, when the first regicide occurred, people did not yet realize the error of the act, but they already knew the punishment that would follow.
The dragon race was thus called the abandoned race, and the four monarchs lost their ability to destroy an era, becoming weak.
Of course, the fact that they are all weaker does not mean that they have all declined. The balance of power among the four monarchs has not changed. They have simply lost their former dominance relative to humanity.