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The burly man nodded. “Mimir,” he said calmly, glancing at Freya, “my sister would like to invite you to come in and have a seat.”
"Why?" Freya looked somewhat frightened, afraid that her secret exploration of the White King's prison would be discovered, but she still spoke loudly:
"Fenrir, what right do you have to block my way?"
Looking at the burly man, Wang Anzhi finally understood the source of his familiarity. It was Attila, the Hunnic prince who would be bullied by everyone in the future. However, compared to Attila, Fenrir looked even more robust.
"So, are you going?" Fenrir asked directly, without trying to argue or make things difficult.
“Of course I’m going, why shouldn’t I?” Freya said.
Chapter 99 Freya's Three Questions
"This is my first time here," Freya whispered to Wang Anzhi, looking at the towering structure with envy and resentment.
"Jormungandr is a stingy woman. She never allows us to visit her tower, as if we would break her toys if we came here."
As Wang Anzhi listened to the girl's story, he recalled his junior sister's appearance and couldn't help but smile. He felt that she and Freya were indeed sisters and understood each other very well.
By this time, they had crossed the Mediterranean Sea and reached the base of the towering tower.
In the future, after the era of dragons has completely passed, the tower was overthrown, and humans built a new city to replace it; its name is Rome.
Rome and the Tower, separated by millions of years, have converged again, coincidentally becoming the center of two eras and two civilizations.
Fenrir walked at the front and overheard their conversation, especially Freya's "slander" of Jormungandr.
He was very angry and retorted:
"Sister, that's not how it is."
"Sister?" Freya looked at the big, silly guy in front of her, not showing much fear, even though Fenrir might be ranked first among all the dragon kings in terms of pure "hard power".
However, being gentle by nature, he lacked any of the savagery inherent in dragon genes. Instead, he was quite mild-mannered. Because of this, as long as one was slightly obedient to him and stroked his fur gently, Fenrir would not use force, and Freya was not afraid of him.
She retorted sarcastically:
"When the Black Emperor created us, first came the sky and the wind, and Odin and Loki were born one after the other. Then came bronze and fire, and Norton and Constantine were given the right to name themselves. Then came the earth and the mountains, first a giant wolf, and then a giant serpent."
Freya looked at the bewildered Fenrir and said with a grin:
"Who is the older sister and who is the older brother?"
She mocked Fenrir's willingness to be relegated to the status of "younger brother," arguing that having a sword but not using it was as good as not having one at all. Despite being the strongest warrior, Fenrir could not earn respect among the powerful dragons of the Mt. Mu.
Fenrir was speechless. How could he bring up the fact that Jormungandr had been forcing him to call her "sister" by pulling his ear all along?
He muttered, "Anyway, my sister isn't like that." After thinking for a while, he seemed to have discovered something, pointed at the tall tower, and boasted like a child:
“Look, she also allowed me to live in this sister’s tower. She has never been a stingy person.”
Freya scoffed at this, and Tower, holding Fenrir down, asked:
Does she allow you to sleep on the top floor?
Fenrir hesitated. He tried to recall his memories, but found that Jormungandr always let him rest at the lowest level, saying that they were "kings of the earth and mountains," that the earth was their home, and that the sky was too dangerous for them. He told Jormungandr to bear that danger alone.
Fenrir believed it.
Seeing this, Freya became even more certain of something, and she asked again:
"Do you own all the treasure in the tower? Do you have the right to use it?"
Like the dragons in later fantasy, the dragon race is a race that loves gold and glittering gems. They all like to hoard treasures, and just looking at these shiny things can give them a good night's sleep.
Fenrir was no exception. After hearing Freya's words, he couldn't help but recall his "sister's" earnest teachings: all the treasures belonged to the two siblings, the "Kings of Earth and Mountains," so there was no need to distinguish between their treasures; they could simply hoard them all together.
Fenrir happily obeyed, for Jormungandr's treasure was far greater than his own, and Jormungandr would steal all the gold that his men brought him, leaving Fenrir to fend for himself and earn a pittance.
After the two placed their treasure together, Jormungandr told him that the treasure belonged to the Mountain Kings, but she had 24 hours a day to use it.
Since a day only lasts 23 hours, 56 minutes, and 4 seconds, Fenrir still owes her some treasure and needs to work every day to pay off the debt.
Seeing Fenrir's bewildered expression, Freya understood what was going on and looked at him with pity.
Then she asked:
"Was this tower built by Jormungandr?"
Fenrir fell silent. How could his sister do such rough work? Because of her unreasonable demands and excessive taxes, most of the dragons in their territory had fled north and west to the lands of Odin and Norton.
And coincidentally, he is the one who controls the "force" between "earth and mountain", and his mortar-making skills are exceptional. This tower, which is 20,000 meters high and reaches into the clouds, was built entirely by him.
The only effort Jormungandr made was to provide him with a blueprint.
Fenrir remained silent, simply leading the way upwards.
Freya seemed to understand something, and her gaze towards Fenrir changed, from disdain to envy.
She gently whispered in Wang Anzhi's ear, "I really envy Jormungandr right now. She has such a sincere older brother, no, a younger brother."
Freya leaned on Wang Anzhi's shoulder, her face filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment. "I used to think Fenrir was a complete idiot, but now I realize he's a good brother, unlike my brother..."
She puffed up her cheeks, as if she had remembered something. She stopped talking.
"Your brother?" Wang Anzhi asked, following her lead.
“My brother Frey is very mysterious. He doesn’t stay in Vanaheim or his own country Alfheim. I don’t know where he goes all day. I often don’t even see him for more than ten years.”
Freya kept complaining about her brother Frey, the god in mythology who wielded the invincible golden sword, without giving much thought to her words.
However, what was said in jest was taken to heart by the listener. Wang Anzhi recalled the black snake that followed the devil "Zero" in later generations and was used as a sacrifice for the White Emperor, as well as the recent visit by Loki who confidently claimed that the Black Emperor had suffered a severe injury.
The two events combined made Wang Anzhi think deeply, and he felt that there must be an extremely important secret hidden here.
Thinking of this, he asked again:
"How long have you not seen your brother?"
"How long?" Freya was stunned. Her brother often disappeared, and she was used to it and didn't find it strange. But when Wang Anzhi asked her this, Freya realized that she hadn't seen her brother Frey for about thirty years.
She hesitated, as if she wasn't quite sure, and said:
"It's probably...almost thirty years!"
Chapter 100 The War Between Dragon Kings
"Is there a problem?" Freya looked at him, feeling a little uneasy but unable to put her finger on it, and asked in return.
"I don't know." Wang Anzhi had some guesses, but still couldn't find any evidence, so he could only keep quiet about it.
At this moment, Fenrir, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped. Only then did Wang Anzhi realize that they had been walking for so long without ever going upstairs, and were actually just wandering around at the bottom of the tower.
A portal of light suddenly appeared in front of Fenrir, and he said, "My sister doesn't want you to pass through her treasury, so she has chosen to send you directly to her residence at the top via Nibelungen."
Fenrir sounded somewhat sullen, like a child who had been exposed and was sulking. However, Wang Anzhi thought that all the Dragon Girl needed to do was coax him, and this child who never grew up would become innocent again.
Looking back now, among all four monarchs, the one who wielded "power," besides Loki, Fenrir, Constantine, and even Freya, whom Wang Anzhi had just met, all exuded a genuine naiveté...
Just like the endless debate among mixed-race individuals in later generations about the so-called "violent dragons" and "human weakness".
It's almost laughable to think about it. Hybrids and dragons, these beings with dragon blood flowing through their veins, are facing the same unavoidable problem. Is this a trap deliberately set by the Black Emperor, or a flaw that even Nidhogg himself cannot avoid?
He was really curious!
Freya didn't care about Fenrir's feelings. After a brief period of sullenness, she cheered up again, cheerfully pulling him into the portal before them without a trace of worry.
This time, Fenrir didn't follow, probably still sulking.
After getting away from Fenrir, Wang Anzhi couldn't help but ask Freya out of curiosity why she wasn't worried about Jormungandr and Fenrir harming her.
Freya was puzzled by this. She didn't understand why the two of them would do something to her. Although the relationship between the four monarchs was not as close as that between twins, they could still be considered brothers compared to other dragons.
Wang Anzhi then cautiously asked her, "I've heard that the only chance for a dragon king to evolve upwards is to devour the dragon bones of its own kind, obtain each other's dragon blood, and thus merge their blood to complete themselves and gain new authority."
He looked at Freya with some concern. "You've come to your sister's territory so brazenly. Aren't you afraid she might suddenly try to devour you to evolve?"
It would be more worthwhile to devour you than to devour her brother Fenrir!
Freya visibly shrank back, finally looking a little scared. She weakly said, "No way!"
No? Why not? Wang Anzhi had some doubts. If he had encountered such a good opportunity and the person wasn't Freya, he would definitely not have missed it.
Freya looked around. They were currently flying upwards at high speed, heading straight for the top of the sky. According to Fenrir, the air was thinner further up, making it difficult even for dragons to survive there. That's why Jormungandr, the "sister," gave up and didn't insist on building a "space elevator," spouting nonsense like "the moon is also the earth."
Even so, Freya became frightened. After thinking for a long time, she weakly said:
“Odin wanted to find an opportunity to devour Constantine and obtain the supreme secrets of alchemy, but he happened to seize the opportunity when Norton was not around and almost succeeded.”
"And then?" Wang Anzhi listened intently. He had every reason to believe in Odin's desire for alchemy, which was another realm for the dragon race besides "Word of Power" where they could reach "Supreme".
If one does not want to waste thousands of years only to end up with nothing, then the best choice is to devour the "King of Bronze and Fire".
This is a shortcut.
"Then the Black Emperor descended from the sky, reprimanded Odin, and told him to learn the principles of brotherly love and respect."
"Brotherly love and respect?" Wang Anzhi was dumbfounded. Good heavens, it seems that Confucius is indeed the standard for every emperor. Even the Black King Nidhogg cannot escape the constraints of inner sage and outer king.
“Hmm,” Freya said softly, but her confidence was clearly growing. She spoke with increasing conviction, “Since then, not a single brother or sister has ever had the thought of devouring each other’s power.”
Looking at Freya's innocent expression, Wang Anzhi couldn't bear to tell her that this was because these dragon kings still held the Black Emperor in awe and didn't understand how the Black Emperor had determined that they were devouring dragon bones.
Otherwise, once they understand these things, they will absolutely not hesitate to raise the knife against their own brothers and sisters.
Wang Anzhi thought for a moment, then asked:
"Where's Norton? Doesn't he have any reaction?"
Rumor has it that Norton is the dragon king most similar to the Black Emperor, and he is also a brother who can go mad because of the death of his younger brother.
Odin has offended him twice in a row. Given his dignity as a king and his responsibility as an elder brother, he probably won't let this go easily!
"How could that be?" Freya smiled slyly, though her beauty was still undeniable. She said with a hint of smugness:
“From then on, Norton forged a sword called the Seven Deadly Sins, a sword that could kill even the Dragon King. After Odin, he didn’t even dare to walk alone and often had to go with his brother Loki.”
Wang Anzhi sighed, not understanding what Freya was so happy about. Isn't it normal for the eldest and second eldest brothers to fight and kill the third and fourth eldest brothers?
Don't let Norton and Odin end up unscathed while you two become the prey on the chopping block.
Although in the end, Norton was undoubtedly the first to fall. He was the first of the Dragon Kings to leave his fiefdom, destroy his Bronze City, and head east. He was also the first of all the Dragon Kings to be completely killed.
"Dawn of Fire" is no joke.