Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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He thought it was impossible, or at least he couldn't.

The girl smiled with satisfaction, then jumped down and gently landed on the Mimir Spring. She lifted her skirt and looked at the White Emperor Yggdrasil, whom she had deliberately ignored all along.

Coincidentally, Yggdrasil had also reached the limit of his patience.

Freya's skirt lifted slightly, revealing her delicate, fair ankles. Looking at the towering World Tree before her, she bowed and said:

"I have met you, the great White Emperor."

Yggdrasil looked at the beautiful girl before him with an unyielding expression, but he did not give her the "tough love" she had given Loki during his last visit.

As the one who controls the "spiritual" element, she knew very well that the girl in front of her was not looking for her like Loki had been before, but rather for her younger brother.

She tried to sound gentle, but her voice still carried an undeniable air of dominance:

"Why did you come?"

Freya gently took Wang Anzhi's hand, smiling naturally and generously, "I came here for him, Your Majesty, as you have already seen."

Yggdrasil felt a burning anger within her. Six thousand years of companionship, ten thousand years of living together, and this shameless "whale" before her actually wanted to take her brother away from her.

The anger almost materialized into a tangible "king's wrath" in an instant, igniting the World Tree she used to live in.

But Yggdrasil held back, knowing her future was bleak, even though the King of the Sky and the Wind, who had taken the initiative to contact her, was equally treacherous.

In the ensuing war, her opponent was the Black Emperor Nidhogg, the most powerful being to have ever existed on the planet. She had little energy left to care for her younger brother.

In this situation, handing him over to the girl in front of him might not be a bad thing.

Yggdrasil scrutinized the girl before him. She was too young and inexperienced. He wondered if she could protect her younger brother in the time to come, or if she could survive the turbulent times to come.

Freya did not dodge; she too saw through the vibrant "tree" to the noble soul within, clad in a white priestess robe, facing Freya's scrutinizing gaze.

"The ocean and the water, are you sure? You must know that a promise made before the emperor is not to be broken..."

Before the White Emperor Yggdrasil could finish speaking, Freya couldn't help but interrupt. She looked up and seemed to see the White Emperor reigning supreme before her. She involuntarily took a step back in fear, but then straightened her chest, revealing a magnanimous heart that made Miss Jormungandr avoid her.

"Of course, Your Majesty, I had already made up my mind before I came."

Freya was slightly out of breath after she finished speaking, as if confessing to the White Emperor was an extremely difficult thing.

Indeed, it is difficult. The White Emperor, who controls the "spiritual" element, is even more skilled in this area than the Black Emperor Nidhogg. No one can hide a secret from her.

A flicker of anger flashed deep in Yggdrasil's eyes, as if he disliked the girl interrupting him, but at the same time, he felt a sense of relief and did not pursue the matter further.

The World Tree raised a branch and landed in front of the two of them. It looked at them with a mixture of resentment and helplessness.

"Therefore, under my witness, the contract... is hereby established."

Freya felt as if she were bound by an invisible chain, a chain that she could not escape even with all her struggles. However, she did not feel sad, but rather somewhat happy.

This is a constraint she deliberately imposed on herself.

At this moment, she held Wang Anzhi's hand, tried to raise her head, and was as happy as a child who had finally gotten the toy she wanted from her parents after a long "effort".

She looked at Wang Anzhi with great joy and subconsciously said:

"Mimir, do you want to go out?"

"Me?" Wang Anzhi hesitated for a moment, then looked up and saw the World Tree's canopy glaring angrily overhead, and shook his head.

"I can't leave."

Freya tilted her head, looking completely innocent. "How could that be? The entrance to the source of the Mimir Spring that you're guarding is so narrow that even I can barely squeeze through, let alone you."

As she spoke, she used her free hand to condense snowflakes in the air to indicate the size difference between the two figures.

On one side is a snowflake the size of a pool of water, resembling an exquisite work of art, with the name "Freya" carved in its very center, the meaning of which is self-evident.

On the other side are normal-sized snowflakes falling naturally, only the size of a fingernail, without any decoration, but they appear so pure that they seem completely transparent.

Wang Anzhi's face darkened. Although he was indeed pitifully weak in this mythical era, the contrast was still striking...

It actually seems quite reasonable.

In terms of bloodline, he is currently only A-rank, which is the fourth generation level. He is not worth mentioning among dragons. The only thing worth mentioning is the alchemical kingdom related to "life creation" used by the White Emperor Yggdrasil when creating his body.

This allows him to live forever, even without "cocooning," something that third-generation species and even ordinary second-generation species cannot achieve.

The girl before us, Freya, is the Queen of the Ocean and Water among the dragons, one of the four monarchs, and currently one of the true "Grand Masters," at the very top of the pyramid.

In comparison, the gap between them is indeed quite obvious.

Just as he was lost in thought, the two snowflakes in front of them suddenly broke apart and merged into the water of the Mimir Pool.

Freya looked at him with sincere eyes, "Now, they are one."

At this moment, even Wang Anzhi's heart was stirred, and his mind was thrown into chaos. Even recalling his junior sister Jormungandr, who didn't understand human nature, he was defeated by Freya, who understood human nature.

Chapter 96 Leaving the Cage

Just as Wang Anzhi was lost in thought, an extremely cold and calm voice suddenly rang out from the sky.

“Mimir, you really should go out and take a look.”

The White Emperor Yggdrasil seemed to deliberately ignore the name "Wang Anzhi" that he had unconsciously mentioned in his moment of emotional turmoil, and continued to refer to him as "Mimir".

"Why, sister?" Wang Anzhi frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"Sister?" Freya covered her mouth, looking the two of them up and down, as if she couldn't believe it.

In the history of the dragon race, the White Emperor Yggdrasil was a sinful only daughter who possessed power comparable to the Black Emperor from birth, and there was never any mention of her having a younger brother.

Even when Freya visited last time, she was in such a hurry that she didn't notice the "sibling" relationship between the two.

In her view, Ymir was more like a jailer, like the three Norn goddesses, who was ordered by the Black Emperor Nidhogg to guard this place.

The White Emperor Yggdrasil ignored Freya's fuss and said calmly:

“I’m not comfortable with what Loki said. He said Nidhogg was seriously injured. I suspect that’s just his rhetoric. So I hope you can go out and investigate this matter for me.”

In fact, how could Ymir or Wang Anzhi possibly find out whether the Black Emperor Nidhogg had been seriously injured? Yggdrasil never expected her brother to bring her any reliable information.

She just needed to find a reason to give her brother a chance to escape from this prison.

She said with a hint of helplessness and self-deprecation, "Anyway, this cage is only for imprisoning me, not for imprisoning you. You can leave whenever you want."

As she finished speaking, she added, "Remember, preserving yourself is the most important thing right now."

Wang Anzhi looked up and saw Yggdrasil's soul leaving him in the World Tree, leaving only a pure white priestess robe before him, the embroidered patterns on it seeming to be her final farewell to him.

Wang Anzhi pursed his lips. As a transmigrator and the "protagonist," he never felt that there was anything in this world that he couldn't do, and therefore he never thought of the deeper meaning in Yggdrasil's words.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at his reflection in the water, just as he always had, "Sister, I will be back soon."

A faint "hmm" sound seemed to come from the air, but it was so light and ethereal that neither Wang Anzhi nor Freya could hear it clearly.

At this moment, Freya remained silent, but her eyes were full of unspoken words. However, she ultimately dared not interrupt the conversation between the White Emperor and Wang Anzhi, as if she could hardly believe that the Black Emperor, their father, would one day be seriously injured.

Wang Anzhi turned around, looked at Freya, and said naturally, "Then, Freya, please take me out of Nibelungen."

Although the Black Emperor did not issue an order forbidding him from leaving, the area around the White Emperor's prison was completely deserted, filled with wild landscapes and the roars of wild dragons.

Under these circumstances, Wang Anzhi dared not go out alone.

“Of course.” Freya nodded excitedly. She didn’t want to stay in this cage forever, partly because she was afraid their father, Nidhogg, would find out, and partly because she didn’t like the arrogant attitude of the White Emperor, Yggdrasil.

She counted on her fingers: "You can go to my palace, which I call Vanaheim. It's the most beautiful and spacious place in the world."

As she spoke, the girl's face flushed slightly, and she said almost imperceptibly, "We're just missing a new owner."

"What?" Wang Anzhi didn't hear clearly; the Dragon King's soft voice wasn't loud enough for him to hear even though he was right next to him.

“It’s nothing,” Freya said, raising her head again. “I’d love to have you visit me.”

"That's good," Wang Anzhi turned around and looked at the towering tree in front of him. He couldn't help but think of the half-decayed World Tree emblem of the future Kassel College. It was secretly determined by the two brothers Loki and Odin. What secrets might be behind it?

Without thinking much, he said softly, "Sister, I have to leave now. I'll be back soon."

Yggdrasil did not reply; within the World Tree, she remained with her back to him.

After a long while, she turned around, only to find that Wang Anzhi and Freya had already left.

The whirlpools that faintly appeared on the sea witnessed their departure.

Yggdrasil raised her head and looked north. There was no movement. She then truly understood the Black Emperor Nidhogg's purpose. He was probably waiting for this scene, waiting for the moment when her only brother would also leave her.

Yggdrasil then thought of her brother Mimir, whose earnest and confident demeanor made it seem as if he truly believed he could uncover the truth behind the Black Emperor Nidhogg's injury.

Now that everyone else had left, and she sat alone on the throne filled with death, Yggdrasil couldn't help but chuckle to herself, muttering:

"This arrogance... is quite similar to my own."

……

On the other side, Freya, holding Wang Anzhi's hand, almost leaped into the sea, but neither Freya nor Wang Anzhi felt any discomfort.

Dragons are such perfect beings. They can adapt to any native environment on Earth, no matter how extreme it may seem to humans. The only thing they lack is the ability to survive in space, a place with absolutely no air.

Upon entering the water, Wang Anzhi felt a violent surge of emotion, a distorted sensation resulting from his return to reality from the Nibelungen.

He has lived in the Nibelungs for six thousand years.

However, it's likely the same for other dragon races. Nibelungen exists everywhere on Earth now; there's no place completely devoid of a spiritual realm.

Freya looked even more joyful in the water, like a mermaid. She took his hand and quickly returned to the surface. The warmth in the air made Wang Anzhi feel more at ease.

Just then, he saw a road that was extremely far away from him, but which Wang Anzhi could still see clearly, appear on the sea surface. Neither the crashing of the waves nor the impact of the dragon blood life could shake that towering road that spanned the entire ocean.

Wang Anzhi couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in his mouth. This was a miracle that modern human technology could never achieve. He asked curiously:

"what is that?"

Chapter 97 The Great Road of the World

Frena glanced at the bridge briefly before turning away, seemingly unconcerned. She said:

"That is the World Road, the chain connecting the New World and the Old World. The Black Emperor Nidhogg ordered everyone to build it."

Dragons can certainly live in the sea, but survival is one thing and liking it is another. After thousands of years of changes, apart from the "Ocean and Water" lineage like Freya's, other dragons may have grown to loathe their past of living on the sea.

That is why this great road came into being.

Looking at the empty road, Wang Anzhi couldn't help but wonder, "Why is it so empty up there?"