Dragon Raja: Dragon Slaying Begins with System Hosting

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Even if he could directly blast open the Nibelungen, he would immediately fall to the level of an ordinary hybrid. Not to mention a second-generation hybrid, even a powerful hybrid could take his life.

But he was too weak, so weak that he couldn't even defeat Odin's puppet in front of him.

The two humanoid monsters were like monsters in hell, frantically tearing at each other and using every means of attack to try to kill each other. But neither of them was easy to deal with; their extremely high regenerative abilities allowed their injured bodies to recover quickly.

Norton was at a disadvantage, and if the fight continued like this, he would only face certain death.

His body was still too weak; his only option was to detonate the Candle Dragon and forcefully blast open Nibelungen.

Hopefully, the outside world of Nibelungen isn't Odin's minions.

The Word Spirit Candle Dragon doesn't need to charge up for too long; it's just that his body is too weak to unleash it instantly, which is why he needs to charge up.

The entire Nibelung and its fire elementals erupted in chaos, as if the whole world was ablaze. The Death Servants were already running through the King's War; they didn't even have the courage to charge forward, let alone face a battle of this magnitude.

Norton's Candle Dragons ran even further because they knew they would die if they didn't run!

Norton shouted, "Odin, I'll remember you!"

If he survives this ordeal, once he has finished searching for his brother's whereabouts, and given the time and opportunity, he will not hesitate to take down Odin first, even if it means cooperating with other dragons or humans!

The extreme heat of the Candle Dragon evaporated the torrential rain in Nibelungen. The rainwater, falling from the sky, was instantly evaporated by the high temperature before it even touched the ground.

Odin, however, did not leave. This puppet lacked sufficient self-awareness; it could not break through the defensive domain inherent in the Candle Dragon's Word of Power, nor did it possess any Dragon King-level Word of Power capable of engaging in a direct confrontation.

It watched silently as the Candle Dragon caused everything, including itself, to melt away.

The tattered armor on his body turned into liquid and flowed down.

This armor, specially crafted through alchemy, was largely unresponsive to the call of the King of Bronze and Fire, yet it could not withstand the extreme heat.

……

"What does it mean……"

Pompeii stroked his chin, looking at the fiery clouds in the sky.

"Perhaps some kind of fire-based incantation was used, causing the entire Nibelungen to be set ablaze?" Flamel speculated. "Such a vast area, even capable of penetrating through Nibelungen, could it be a Dragon King-level world-destroying incantation?"

"Word of Power: Candle Dragon?"

As Angers spoke, he glanced at Pompeii beside him. This man was actually on the front line of the dragon-slaying battlefield. That was a rare occurrence that hadn't been seen in a thousand years!

Flamel also looked at the man with some curiosity, after all, he was really too rare!

Pompeii Gattuso, who doesn't know him? Besides being the father of Caesar, the playboy at Kassel College, this old playboy's most impressive label is that of the head of the Gattuso family and the official candidate for the Kassel College Board of Trustees.

However, this old playboy wasn't power-hungry. He handed over family affairs and the school board seat to his younger brother to manage, while he devoted himself to chasing women all over the world...

He went to the snowy region to seek the joy of Zen, to Egypt to study mummies, and incidentally, to study Egyptian beauties... He couldn't even stay still in his hospital bed, being cared for by beautiful doctors and nurses, and before he knew it, they were taking care of him in bed...

"Why are you looking at me like that! This is the Dragon King! You might not even see him once in your life. Isn't it normal for me to come over and take a look? If I miss this opportunity, I might not see the Dragon King again in my next life. After all, Kassel College's dragon-finding efficiency is too low. We can't rely on you." Pompeii said, spreading his hands.

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the sky: "The Word of Power: Candle Dragon is a world-destroying Word of Power belonging to the lineage of the King of Bronze and Fire. Does that mean that the one fighting Odin inside is the King of Bronze and Fire? It can't be a super hybrid with the Candle Dragon, can it?"

“I’m more inclined to believe he’s the King of Bronze and Fire,” Flamel said. “Otherwise, without a special status, he probably wouldn’t even be able to get through the door Odin opened.”

Just like them, they ran around the city in a frenzy, practically digging three feet into the ground, but still couldn't find the entrance to Nibelungen.

Pompeii said, "How did Odin know the Lord of Bronze and Fire was here? Does the Lord of Bronze and Fire make such a big fuss? How come we didn't know?"

“Perhaps there is a special way for dragon kings to recognize each other?” Angers said. “The difference between dragons may be greater than the difference between a human and a dog, so their methods are naturally more powerful.”

"That makes sense. So what should we do now? We've forced the King of Bronze and Fire to unleash the Candle Dragon. The battle should end soon. What should we do?"

Pompey stroked his chin and said, "We can't have come all this way for nothing, can we? After all, we spent money to get information about Odin. Two Philosopher's Stone bullets would probably fetch hundreds of millions of dollars if sold outside."

And you might not even be able to buy it!

Because this kind of thing is so rare, it's practically priceless. The Secret Party paid such a high price for Odin's Nibelungen data, they can't just come here to watch how Candle Dragon destroys Nibelungen, can they?

While the Candle Dragon explosion is indeed very rare, Pompeii might have been willing to pay a price for watching such a spectacular firework, but others are not Pompeii.

They need the spoils, the Dragonbone Cross, and enough profit.

"Instead of thinking about what the results will be, we should think about whether the army of dead servants in Nibelungen will explode out along with it."

Angers glanced at the city below and said, "It's getting busy."

Chapter 205 The Collapse of Nibelungen

In the coastal city, many people were anxious, but even more were unaware of what had happened, as they admired this once-in-a-millennium spectacle.

In the dead of night, with a torrential downpour and dark clouds that seemed to swallow up all light, a fiery sunset actually appeared? Its rarity is unparalleled in the world.

Such an anomaly would leave even ordinary people bewildered, let alone those from mixed-race factions, as they would have never witnessed anything like it before and would have no idea what was happening.

It wasn't until a hole appeared in the sky, like a tin can ripped open by a bomb, that they hesitantly came to their senses.

"Is the Nibelungen really in the heavens?" Pompeii asked, somewhat surprised.

Flamel nodded slightly: "The Nibelungen, the king of the sky and wind, is in the sky, that makes sense!"

Pompeii retorted, "Isn't the Nibelungen, the king of earth and mountains, located underground? Isn't the Nibelungen, the king of bronze and fire, located in metal? And the Nibelungen, the king of ocean and water, located in the sea...? You're being too stereotypical! If we just search for the Nibelungen according to the rules, wouldn't we be able to find them all?"

Angers interrupted their conversation at this point: "This is not the time to talk about this, guys. If Deadpool really does escape, we may be facing the real Dragon King next."

No one knows whether Xiao Zhan's dragon kings died in the explosion. In any case, the two giant dragons have not been seen flying out of the gap in the sky and fighting each other.

"No, no, no, I think this is still worth discussing. How about we take a helicopter and fly into the gap?"

Flamel was extremely envious of Odin's Nibelungen, after all, it was the real Nibelungen, the legendary land of the dead.

Angers shook his head: "Clouds are usually between 2500 and 12000 meters high. Even if they are not that high because of rain clouds, they are still at least 2000 meters high. In this kind of weather, do you think a helicopter can climb to 2 meters?"

Looking up at the sky, Pompeii said with some doubt, "Um... if helicopters aren't allowed, can people?"

“How can a person…” Angers was about to retort when Flamel’s elbow bumped his arm.

"Look at the sky, a shooting star?" Flamel asked, sounding a little dazed as he quickly calculated the other party's altitude and speed.

“I have a stronger feeling that a new Dragon King is heading to this battlefield,” Pompeii said seriously. “Perhaps we should retreat. Three Dragon Kings! Even if all of us from the Secret Society died, it wouldn’t be enough to fill this hole. Our lives will be more useful later…”

“If you want to leave, you can leave by yourself,” Angers resolutely interrupted Pompeii.

“Oh, have you forgotten your mission…” Pompeii gave Angers a solemn salute, as if he were mourning the last dragon slayer in the world.

Then Pompeii really ran away. He didn't take the stairs or the elevator; he jumped directly from the 7th floor. Because the roads were flooded and cars couldn't drive, he rushed straight into the darkness.

"Are you serious?" Flamel looked at Angers and said, "If any Dragon King uses a world-destroying incantation, no matter how many of us stay here, we'll just be cannon fodder."

"Aren't you leaving?" Angers glanced at his old friend.

He has very few friends left, and having lived for over 130 years, he is nearing a state of "spiritual death" and disorientation.

Back in Cambridge, he would secretly admire the long, white legs of beautiful girls, saving every penny to dress up carefully for dates with them… But now they have all turned to dust and bones, leaving only Angers behind.

He has returned to the Cambridge campus many times to reminisce about the past, but when asked by Cambridge students, he can only say that he is a tourist. Otherwise, he can't exactly show them his Cambridge University student ID from the 1890s and say, "I am your senior."

And Nicolas Flamel, this alchemist, well... he's also quite long-lived, just like Angers, a true old immortal.

Those old fogies in the Secret Party's Elders' Council aren't truly immortal; they're practically on the verge of death. So they rarely dare to engage in any activities outside the home. Every breath they take is a way of burning away their remaining lifespan.

Flammel and Angers, on the other hand, are able to live a lively and energetic life outside.

Flamel and Angers are different. This alchemical family began cooperating with the Secret Society in the 15th century, providing them with technical support in alchemy. Their hatred for dragons was far less than that for Angers.

Given the possibility of three dragon kings, Angers' decision to flee is understandable.

"Why would I walk? I'm an old man, I can't walk anymore," Flamel said casually.

He chose to stay and keep his friend company; after all, Angers was "spiritually dead," and so was he.

……

[...The Nibelungen has shattered; a Dragon King-level Word of Power has likely been activated...]

The system saw the gap in the sky from afar, and even further away, it almost saw the gap appear. However, due to the great distance, it was impossible to see what was happening. All it could see was the reddish clouds suddenly being blown apart.

"Odin has already made a move against Tang?"

Lu Mingfei's reaction was this, followed by: "Norton activated a Dragon King-level Word of Power and blew up the Nibelungen?"

There is a very high probability that this is the case...

[...You can go in and take a look...]

The system wasn't too careless; having experienced the power of the Dragon King, it realized how powerful and terrifying that power was.

The current Lu Mingfei is just an appetizer compared to Lu Mingfei in his Dragon King form; perhaps he can even be used to fill the gaps in the Dragon King's teeth.

In any case, you absolutely must not approach rashly. The Dragon King is such an outrageous creature in terms of power that it could easily bring misfortune.

As the system approached the gap in the sky, it witnessed a strange scene: Nibelungen was clearly in the sky, but why did it feel as if the sky above Nibelungen was actually the earth?

The entire environment within Nibelung was inverted, like a mirror suspended above the city...

Of course, the system didn't dwell on this too much, since Lu Mingfei knew very little about the Nibelungen and it was normal that he didn't understand some of the key points.

It cautiously circled the huge gap, but hesitated to enter. Nothing fell out of the gap either. The upside-down city was silent and lifeless, like a ghost town.

The system was like a fly that had smelled rotten egg, buzzing around the cracks of the rotten egg, thinking it would seize the opportunity to bite.

But instead of seeing an opportunity, the breach began to slowly repair itself...

【……？ ……】

Is the Nibelungen's master controlling the restoration?

Seeing this, the system couldn't help but feel fortunate that it hadn't rashly gone inside, otherwise it might have been trapped like a turtle in a jar.

……

"Forehead……"

Norton staggered to his feet. The smelter and the unfinished construction site had been reduced to scorched earth.

The fast-running Deadpools escaped the blast radius of the Candle Dragon, but dared not set foot on this scorched earth. They circled around in fear, hesitating and not daring to go forward.

The membrane flapped, but Norton's body did not take off. It looked back and saw that the once majestic membrane was now just a skeleton.

Its body wasn't in much better shape either... but it seemed to have caught a faint scent.

It's Constantine! Has it arrived?

Or... was its dragonbone cross brought along? Norton's heart sank at the thought, and he felt utterly lost.