Blackstone Mansion.

The courtyard was shrouded in thick white mist, and no one could see what was going on inside.

Xia Mi and Chu Zihang stood in a corner of the courtyard, whispering.

"Well, the man who calls himself Liszt is the first generation of the ocean and water family. According to legend, he belongs to the Warner Protoss. I told you about the Protoss last time."

Xia Mi lowered his voice and whispered in Chu Zihang's ear.

Chu Zihang looked at the man standing alone in the corner of the courtyard with a solemn expression. The latter felt his gaze, turned to look at him, and nodded slightly at him in a friendly manner.

"He is the king of ocean and water?" Chu Zihang's lips moved slightly.

"No, he is the uncle of the Ocean and Water King brother and sister according to his seniority, but he is also the first generation of the species."

"Seniority? The Dragon Clan also talks about blood relationship and seniority? Excluding the four great monarchs, how many first-generation species are there in the Dragon Clan?"

"Seniority is how you humans talk about it. We dragons don't talk about seniority, only strength." Xia Mi shrugged, "When Norton defeated his uncle Mars and won the throne of the King of Bronze and Fire, he didn't talk about blood ties at all.

.However, the Ocean family does relatively pay more attention to ethnic inheritance. After all, these guys are very good at giving birth. I guess they will develop feelings for each other after having too many kids."

Chu Zihang was speechless.

"As for how many first-generation species there are, there are actually not too many, but there are definitely more than the four monarchs." Xia Mi said softly, "The history of the Dragon Clan is too long, and the foundation is so profound that you can't imagine. Our four monarchs

In front of some ancient people, they can only be regarded as juniors."

"Ancient one?" Chu Zihang keenly captured this fresh vocabulary.

"Literally, an old guy who lives long enough is an ancient one." Xia Mi stuck out his tongue, "The second generation Black King is also one of them. He was once the ancient one who was closest to the two supreme beings. Again

Going down, for example, the high priest Horus, who once was in charge of the dragon code and had the Eye of Horus, is also one of them. The Mars mentioned just now also counts. The ancient one just lived long enough, but it does not mean that he must be very powerful.

powerful."

"I remember my junior brother mentioned that the power of the Dragon Clan lies in its dragon culture and bloodline." Chu Zihang remembered what Lu Mingfei once said to him.

"Yes." Xia Mi nodded, "For pure-blooded species, the only way to purify their bloodline is to devour the same race. However, during the time when the Black King was alive, the first-generation races of the same race were prohibited from devouring each other, and killing was allowed.

But cannibalism is not allowed."

"You said the same ethnic group..."

"You have noticed that there is a strict division of power within the Dragon Clan, which is the God Clan. The first generation species of different God Clan can kill and devour each other. This is how Norton started his career."

"What are your and your brother's status in this clan?" Chu Zihang asked.

"We?" Xia Mi tilted his head, "Everyone of the ancients in our clan has died, and only my brother and I are the only ones left in the first generation. Of course we are the clan leader, and you, you are my wife!"

She patted Chu Zihang on the shoulder and smiled like a little fox.

Chu Zihang burst into laughter, and he suddenly asked doubtfully, "All the first generation species of your clan were killed by other gods? The internal fighting of the dragon clan is so fierce, won't the Black King intervene?"

Xia Mi was silent for a moment and whispered: "The first generation Nidhogg set rules for the dragon clan. As long as he acts within the rules, he will not interfere. In his eyes, this is more like a life-and-death battle."

It’s a game of chips. The second-generation Black King is happy to see the results. The more of the first-generation species that die, the better it is for his rule.”

Chu Zihang said softly: "Now it's time for you to tell me who your junior brother is? You always said before that the time has not come yet."

Xia Mi smiled and said: "Do you really need me to tell you? Senior brother, you must have guessed what you said, right?"

"But I don't dare to confirm." Chu Zihang took a deep breath and said, "Besides, I didn't make any guesses. It's just that there are only a few answers left for me to choose."

Xia Mi looked at the center of the courtyard. White mist was thick in the courtyard. She could feel the burning breath getting closer and closer, as if rushing towards her face.

The majesty belonging to that man is radiating to all directions.

"I know what you are worried about. Don't worry. I asked him about it in the cellar of the college. He is her now, but he is not her either." Xia Mi whispered softly, "Just like what he said personally, he still has

She holds power, but she is no longer the same person she was then. If she were the same person she was then, we would have died long ago."

"But you mentioned before that in the face of tens of millions of years of long memory, what is the experience of just twenty years?" Chu Zihang said in a low voice, "I am not worried about the previous junior brother, but I am afraid of this time

The one who returns will be another noble being."

Xia Mi was silent.

In fact, she was also worried about this. Norton was just like the previous example.

She read relevant information and knew that Norton's situation was different from hers.

Before awakening in this life, Norton lived in this world with a personality nicknamed "Old Tang." But when he transformed into the King of Bronze and Fire again, the memory of his personality in just a few decades was instantly washed away by his original memory.

She still hasn't figured out the relationship between Lu Mingfei and His Majesty above the sky.

If it is similar to Norton, then the moment Lu Mingfei regains his power and power is the critical moment to decide whether it is Lu Mingfei or His Majesty who returns.

Obviously, Chu Zihang, like her, was not optimistic that this short twenty-year memory would stick to the end.

Xia Mi held Chu Zihang's hand, intertwined their fingers, and her voice came faintly: "Believe him, this guy said he would be responsible for hosting our wedding, and... there is a girl waiting for him

Woolen cloth."

Chu Zihang smiled bitterly: "Speaking of which, why hasn't your brother come back yet?"

"I don't know either. Logically speaking, I should be back." Xia Mi frowned slightly, "Did there be some accident or did you have a temporary mission?"

…

…

Herzog felt that his body was teetering on the edge of destruction and prosperity.

One second his body was badly corroded by the dragon's blood, and the next second the dragon's blood's highly efficient regenerative and self-healing ability was fully demonstrated on his body.

The holy remains he dreamed of were now parasitizing his body in the way he feared the most!

Herzog's face was distorted. He rolled and crawled forward, feeling as if he had passed through a barrier and entered another world.

He soon realized where this was. During his years in Tokyo, apart from searching for the location of the holy remains, he had also been exploring the location of the Night Food Plains.

But the Food of the Night is too mysterious. Even if he has two emperors in his hands, he cannot use their power to see what kind of secrets are hidden in this Nibelung.

But now after being parasitized by the holy corpse, he easily stepped into this place.

He was overjoyed, thinking that he had escaped disaster and got rid of the person who was chasing him.

After all, even dragons cannot enter any Nibelung at will!

The guy in the back is absolutely crazy!

But when he looked back, the lunatic suddenly entered the Nibelung from the outside world.

Herzog's expression changed drastically, and he ran forward without stopping.

The holy bones in his body are constantly sending warnings to him!

The lunatic behind him had a higher degree of dragon transformation than he does now. He was definitely a pure-blooded dragon, but for some reason he allowed the holy bones to merge with him.

Herzog suddenly shuddered.

Could it be that he had the same calculation as himself?

The way to usurp the power of the White King is not to directly let the holy corpse parasitize oneself, but to need a high-quality container.

Use another container to parasitize the holy bones, and then exchange blood with the pregnant White King. The King's fetal blood has the strongest activity and the weakest toxicity. It is a universal medicine. This can give a glimpse of God's power. This

This is the method he inherited from Bondarev.

Eriyi is the container he carefully prepared, and Minamoto Shosheng and Minamoto Jina are spare parts.

Could it be that this person had the same calculation as himself, but regarded him as a container?

No! He must escape! He can sense that there is something calling him somewhere in this Nibelung. Is it the legacy left by the White King? Maybe he can use this power to deal with the people behind him.

Herzog endured the severe pain of his body being constantly transformed, and ran forward with all his might, following the unexplained feeling.

His body began to be covered with white dragon scales, and his hands gradually turned into white claws. Severe pain came from his back, as if something was about to come out from under his skin.

Soon, the white membrane wings covered with blood stretched out for the first time. His whole body convulsed with pain, and his body began to undergo a violent dragon transformation.

The dragon's blood boiled in his body, and the power flowed along the bones like water. His vision and hearing were improved a hundred times, and the passage of time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Herzog was surprised and horrified.

He could feel that he was "evolving". Just like what he had dreamed of, the genes of the holy bones were rewriting his body, allowing him to evolve into the form of the "White King". He embarked on the road of evolution and was about to become a new dragon.

, but the premise is that he can survive.

Herzog could clearly feel that the holy skeleton gene was eroding his body, and it seemed that another consciousness was about to awaken in his body.

His heart sank, and he knew that it was the consciousness that belonged to the White King hidden in the holy skeleton. This consciousness had been sleeping for tens of millions of years, but it began to wake up as soon as it found its host.

Damn it! If there was a possibility that he wanted to go to Mars, the other party might be able to help him suppress the White King's consciousness, but the dragon behind him was like a shackle on his neck at all times, and he was as embarrassed as if he was being driven by him.

Escape.

Herzog could only head forward and run away. He didn't know what was calling him, but he was already on the verge of death.

No, since he was forcibly parasitized by the holy skeleton, there is no turning back for him!

But he still has a chance. When he completely ascends the throne of the White King, these traitors will all die!

Herzog was furious in his heart, looking for what he needed in this deformed world with cold eyes.
To be continued...