Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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"In the time perception of immortal beings, nothing significant can happen in such a short time."

Wang Anzhi ignored Jormungandr's stubbornness. At this moment, Loki walked in with a warm smile. He held up his hands and was very polite. When he saw Wang Anzhi holding Freya, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but he deliberately hid it.

He wore a black top hat and remained in human form just as he had last met.

Speaking of which, every dragon Wang Anzhi had ever seen was accustomed to maintaining human form, which was almost non-existent in the era of the White Emperor in his memory. Is there some secret behind this?

The thought flashed through his mind again, but he quickly buried it, knowing it was beyond his current understanding and likely involved a very deep issue.

As Loki entered, he looked around at the surrounding pillars and the many images carved on them. The patterns were so exquisite that even a civilization like the dragons, built on "idealism," would find them pleasing to the eye.

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes, then he praised, "My dear sister, every time I see your castle, I can't help but sigh at the simplicity of my dwelling. Being here makes me feel truly honored."

That's for sure. This is a great wonder that Jormungandr built by plundering a quarter of Europe, which even resulted in her having few dragons swearing allegiance to her.

Jormungandr, the mistress of this place, was very displeased with Loki's appraising gaze as soon as he entered, and said coldly:

"On the contrary to you, every time you come, you bring me bad news, just like the two crows on your brother's shoulder that only bring bad tidings."

Loki didn't seem to care. He first looked at Freya, then spoke to Jormungandr:

"I regret to interrupt your tea party, but I must tell you that your peaceful life is coming to an end."

Looking at Loki's confident words, Wang Anzhi couldn't help but recall his grand pronouncements inside the World Tree last time, wondering if he had brought any valuable information this time.

Clearly, Jormungandr was already aware of Loki's cunning and was unfazed by his threats. The story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" had been told so many times that no one could believe the truth anymore.

"So, what message do you have for me?"

Princess Dragon Girl seemed bored and didn't even look at Loki. Her gaze remained fixed on the distant sky. A thin stream of air flowed into the tower, bringing a gentle breeze that dispelled the somber mood of the conversation.

Loki ignored Jormungandr and looked at Freya, a hint of superiority and pity flashing in his eyes.

"Our Emperor has decided to erect a bronze pillar in Alfheim to execute a traitor who has betrayed him."

The Emperor here can only refer to Nidhogg.

Freya didn't understand the cunning prince's words and still asked foolishly:

"Who can be executed by the Black Emperor himself? Who is qualified to be executed by the Black Emperor? I remember the last time the Black Emperor personally executed a criminal was six thousand years ago when he was with the White Emperor."

In the end, Freya glanced at the giant who was holding her, only to find that he was looking at her with the same pitying gaze.

Wang Anzhi gently stroked Freya's long blue hair, then whispered:

"If a bronze pillar symbolizing sin is erected in Alfheim, then who else could be executed?"

"My brother?" Freya blurted out. That was her brother's territory. Then, somewhat flustered, she said, "That can't be, can it?"

"Who else could it be but him?"

Despite saying that, Wang Anzhi was still very clear that it was probably not worth the Black Emperor personally going to great lengths to deal with just the four monarchs, most of whom were Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze.

I just don't know who it is this time.

Could it be Buri, who is known as the "Ancestor of the Gods"?

On the other side, Jormungandr had also figured out the answer to this question, and her gaze toward Loki became serious.

"Is it that mysterious Third Supreme and Frey?"

"Who else could it be but them?" Loki made a helpless expression. "Clearly, this friend who once vowed to us a new era has fallen into the cage that the Black Emperor has set for him."

"When did this happen?" Jormungandr asked after a moment of silence.

“I think it should have happened a while ago, but the Black Emperor just announced the execution,” Loki said, looking at Jormungandr, then at Freya, and finally at Wang Anzhi, emphasizing once again:

"In front of everyone."

Chapter 105 Punishment on the Bronze Pillar and Odembra

at the same time.

On the vast, icy plains of Alfheim, a rough bronze pillar stands, upon which two people, or rather two dragons with human appearances, are bound.

The dragon race traditionally uses bronze pillars as a medium and venue for proclaiming their achievements, recording history, and executing criminals; their function is roughly equivalent to that of tortoise shells, crosses, and unifying entities.

The two people bound to the bronze pillar served as both the Black Emperor's way of proclaiming his achievements, recording the history of their defeat, and their final execution ground.

The two people bound to the bronze pillar were covered in blood and wore chains. The surrounding area was empty, but it was easy to imagine that such a large reserved space could accommodate a number of people.

“Frey, how long have we been held here?” one of them asked.

He appeared to be in better condition than the other person next to him, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that he had more wounds than the other person.

“I don’t remember.” Frey, the other twin of the King of the Ocean and Water, looked blankly at his “master,” the other person bound to the bronze pillar, not understanding why things had suddenly turned out this way.

They had secretly begun contacting the four monarchs who had long harbored ambitions against the Black Emperor, and at the same time, they had also made contact with the numerous "chief gods" who had been enfeoffed in various places and were already ambitious and unrestrained...

All of this was done under the cover of his master's authority, "Dream," and the Black Emperor, who had never had any confidants and did not trust any of them, should not have been unaware of it.

But rather...

They are imprisoned here.

In an instant, the Black Emperor descended from the sky and imprisoned them all, still seemingly having some strength left.

"Frey, do you regret it?" Bree lowered his head, still looking like a child, his once decent clothes now tattered.

“I don’t regret it,” Frey said. At this moment, he felt somewhat at ease. He hadn’t dragged his sister Freya into this; he was the only one following Bury down this road of no return.

He whispered:

"Besides, what's the use of saying all this now? We're all just fish on the chopping block of the Black Emperor. Does Your Majesty have any other way to turn the tables on us?"

When the topic of "turning the tide" came up, even Buli, who was standing next to him, started to laugh, but his laughter turned into a sob.

He said, "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."

"In my script, the four monarchs will be the first to rebel against Nidhogg, followed by the so-called secondary gods, and finally Nidhogg will die alone on his throne without any allies..."

He talked a lot, rambling on and on, sounding a bit like a nagging old woman, but Frey didn't find it boring and patiently listened to Bully recount his original plan.

To be honest, he didn't mean to look down on Bulli at all. Even though he failed, daring to personally rebel against the Black Emperor Nidhogg was a "success" in itself.

The Black Emperor ruled the world for far too long; the reign of just the four monarchs alone exceeded five thousand years. The White Emperor was executed six thousand years ago, and ten thousand years ago was the time when two emperors jointly held the scepter...

But is this just the beginning?

Far from it. Nidhogg's origins go back much further, and even he himself can't say exactly when he was born.

Few dragons dared to defy this emperor, who was the creator and "god" of all dragons.

Sometimes, it takes a lot of courage to be the first to raise one's own pole and "raise the flag."

While Frey listened attentively, Bully's heart was in turmoil.

It was an icy ocean, and on the icy ocean, two people were fishing in front of the only hole outside.

The wind was biting cold, and the two were dressed in thin clothes, but neither of them thought about such things. They were one big and one small. The big one had a delicate face but a deep voice, while the small one had a sharp appearance and spoke very passionately.

"Brother, are you willing to remain a prisoner of Nidhogg forever?" The devil's voice tugged at the boy's heartstrings, like the "serpent" pointing at the apple in front of Eve.

"You and Nidhogg were born at the same time, your power and honor are equal, and you should have been honored together in the same palace, just like him and that woman named Yggdrasil..."

The boy remained silent, his grip on the fishing rod steady, his eyes fixed on the rod beneath the ice hole, hoping for a catch—that was his only wish.

The devil's voice continued its seductive whispers, "...But what happened? Nidhogg betrayed you without hesitation, devouring you, brother, and imprisoning you in the Arctic Circle. Even sitting on his throne, he can only sleep peacefully with his eyes on your prison..."

The boy remained silent, but miraculously, even with such a chattering voice beside him, the fish on the fishing rod still took the bait. Perhaps because of its remoteness from civilization, even the fish here had become a bit "stupid".

“…Nidhogg altered the original history, making everyone believe that he and that woman named Yggdrasil were the original progenitors of the dragon race. At the same time, he also changed his name, abandoned his past name, and reappeared on the stage as Nidhogg…” The devil looked at the big boy, feeling very disappointed in him.

The boy pulled up his fishing rod, looked at the "fish" he had caught, and smiled with satisfaction, as if he hadn't heard the devil's temptations beside him.

That's all he has.

The devil continued, "To erase your deeds, he even chose to erase his own past as well, because you are inseparable, just like we are now..."

The devil was silent for a moment, as if he didn't want to continue, but he still said, "Only the myths among humans still retain a trace of the past. Do you know what they call you, brother?"

They call you Odembra, the cow of creation.

The boy finally responded, which may be his only response to the devil.

"Since you hate Nidhogg so much, then devour me completely! Only by completely devouring me will you have the ability to compete with him."

The devil looked at his serious-looking brother, and the fishing rod he had been casually holding suddenly fell to the ground with a "thud" into the ice cave, along with himself. His voice was low and his tone was almost imperceptible.

Why would I do that?

Chapter 106 Brothers

In Norse mythology, Ymir and Odumbra were born together, and are considered co-created gods.

In mythology, after the giant Ymir was born, he wandered around the primordial world and finally found another primordial life on the edge of the world—the cow Odumbra.

Thus, the giant Ymir survived by suckling the milk of the primitive cow, while the cow Odumbra survived by licking the ice and snow.

Ymir's divinity continued to grow, creating the race of "Titans," which is why he is revered as their progenitor.

Myths are metaphors for reality. The Black Emperor Nidhogg was born with the name Ymir. He was the ultimate life form born from the Earth itself, perfectly carrying all the life genes of the planet over billions of years.

At the same time, the legendary cow Odembra was also born with him.

In mythology, Ymir survived by licking the milk of cows, while in reality, the Black Emperor devoured his own brother, thus becoming the great "Supreme One" and the progenitor of the dragon race.

The story in the myth did not end there. As Ymir created the race of "giants," the primordial cow Odumbra, by licking the frost, also discovered the third primordial life born in the Norse Age of Gods—Buri, the ancestor of the gods—in the ice and snow.

In reality, the Black Emperor and Odembra are twins. The Black Emperor devoured his younger brother, but this does not mean that Odembra's life has come to an end.

Both of them were born "supreme".

The "Supreme" is never easily killed.

Even though all his power was devoured, Odumbra's status as "Supreme" remained unaffected. Like the future White Emperor Yggdrasil, he was imprisoned before the throne of the Black Emperor Nidhogg—which would later be within the Arctic Circle.

During this time, Odembula, feeling lonely, created another younger brother to keep him company; this was Buli.

All myths are metaphors for reality, distortions and retellings of history.

Odumbra is the younger brother of Nidhogg the Black Emperor and the older brother of Buri.

For Nidhogg, the Black Emperor, the birth of Bury was a surprise. He didn't care that his brother had someone who could replace him; on the contrary, he was delighted that he had finally found a way to kill his brother completely.