Chapter 1446 Key
From Chu Zihang's perspective, Jörmungandr's attitude when he answered the phone changed from indifference to anger, and then to silence. He couldn't hear clearly what the woman on the phone said, but from Jörmungandr's perspective Judging from De's attitude, the other party must know this Dragon King very well, otherwise it would be impossible for this angry Dragon King to stand in the ruins and listen to this phone call under the gaze of a group of hybrids.
When Jörmungandr crushed the mobile phone in his hand, Caesar frowned in the distance. It was not that he felt sorry for his mobile phone. If crushing a mobile phone can control the Dragon King for a second, then the Gattuso family will It's time to acquire the local mobile phone manufacturing factory overnight. Slaying dragons with money is their favorite thing to do.
Caesar was mainly concerned about Jörmungandr's attitude. Lin Xian's sudden call could be regarded as a variable. Otherwise, tonight's battle between the Earth and the King of the Mountain would have started. Even if everyone was mentally prepared for this, But this does not mean that they are well prepared for countermeasures. Without countermeasures and prior arrangements, the encounter may be one of the worst situations imaginable.
Will it break out? Jormungandr, no one knows the answer to this, but crushing that phone is a signal, right? What the woman on the other end of the phone said to Jormungandr will definitely affect the situation tonight. Will there be a river of blood, or will everyone go back to their homes?
Chu Zihang looked at Jörmungandr who had thrown away the powder-like mobile phone in front of him. The other person's eyes were lowered, and every breath was like a mountain wind blowing through a huge canyon, with a whirring sound until the end. , return to silence.
No one knows what the person on the other end of the phone said, but it seems she managed to prevent a bloody battle from happening.
Jörmungandr made her own decision. She raised her head and looked silently at the figures after the smoke fell. The royal realm that had been brewing to destroy the material world finally collapsed in the dragon body, and what collapsed with it was There was something deeper that made her look so lonely and sad at that moment.
The pair of molten golden pupils actually went out. After the dragon pupils that symbolized power and strength were extinguished, what was revealed were eyes as black as paint. Chu Zihang remembered that those were Xia Mi's eyes, so clear that they could reflect the clouds. In the Shadow Sky Light, Chu Zihang could never find anyone in it, as if there were only the shadows of the entire world hidden in it, and it was so empty that it felt a little lonely.
Chu Zihang suddenly couldn't tell whether she was Xia Mi or Jormungandr. Until now, those returning memories, like old photos with a hazy filter from the past, were rolling in his mind. That pair in the aquarium The girl making faces while wearing a white whale, the girl with graceful ballet postures in the courtyard room, the girl jumping and cheering on the edge of the basketball court, the girl sleeping with popcorn in the movie theater. That girl is so vivid, real, and distinct. It was dazzling in his mind, making it difficult for him to accept that it simply didn't exist and was false.
If even this is false, then what else in this world is true, can be believed, and can be loved?
"Did Xia Mi really exist?" Chu Zihang asked the question anyway. He did not pray that he could get the answer from the Dragon King, but he still had to ask after all, and he might never get the answer. There are two different things when you really ask a question, and when you keep it in your heart.
Jörmungandr did not answer this question, but looked at Chu Zihang and smiled sarcastically. Until this moment, he was still concerned about this issue. Who is Shami and who is Jormungandr? Does the so-called Xia Mi refer to the optimistic and disconnected junior sister, or does he refer to the unreliable sister who loves her brother? From a certain point of view, Jörmungandr and Xia Mi overlapped. She was curious about what Chu Zihang used to anchor Xia Mi as an individual. What would be his reaction if he told him that it was Jormungandr that he cared about from the beginning?
If it were before, she might still be in the mood to verify this issue, but today is not the time.
Seeing that Jörmungandr would not answer this question, Chu Zihang was silent for a moment and then said, "Why. You used to."
"The mark of Odin." Jormungandr said, "If you have been to Odin's Nibelungen, people who have been there will leave their mark, just like you blindfold a horse and take it to a pasture. It can still be traced back to the memory. Those who enter the Nibelungen will always find their way back there."
"What exactly is Odin?"
"My enemy, there are very few people in this world who have met Odin. In order to find Odin's Nibelung, that's why I approached you at all costs. I even considered using charm, that is, seduction, but unfortunately it didn't work. Very little.”
"Lin Nian also went to Odin's Nibelungen."
"That will happen later. Besides, the risk of finding him is too great. He is not a good observation target." Jörmungandr looked at Chu Zihang with a cold and sarcastic expression, "You won't Do you think I chose to observe you and help you when you were wandering on the road to becoming a god countless times because of the so-called 'love'?"
"It sounds unlikely." Chu Zihang said.
"I'm just worried that as the bearer of Odin's brand, you will die too early." Jormungandr paused, looked into the boy's eyes and said indifferently, "At most, I can only have more 'sympathy'."
Compared to Lin Nian, who was staring at countless pairs of eyes, Chu Zihang might be the better one to observe. Jörmungandr had been observing the boy with the brand of Odin alone a long time ago, watching him alone in the playground. Playing basketball on the court, repeating countless mechanical and monotonous three-step layups, watching him playing the cello alone in the piano room, watching him watching the continuous heavy rain in the city for hours in front of the window. Normal people would think, this guy is so cool, would he really die if he didn't act cool? But she is different. As an observer, she is as independent from this noisy world as the person being observed. She can empathize with the loneliness of the boy.
They are so similar to each other that they are still aliens even among the tribe. They are not understood by others and are destined to lose important things.
The kind of loneliness that could not be resolved could only be resolved through quiet observation. Until one day, observation could not stop the loneliness, which made her take further actions.
Pure-blood dragons also suffer from blood sorrow. During such a long period of loneliness, she discovered that there was an individual like her in the group of ants, so she spent a certain amount of time observing him every day, and finally chose to get close to him. he.
Just like Jormungandr said, it's more of sympathy than love, which is a very reasonable explanation.
"Don't look at me like that, like an abandoned puppy."
Chu Zihang, who lowered his eyes, heard the Dragon King calling him. When he raised his head, he saw the ferocious face approaching quickly!
She rushed in front of him, and when he almost reflexively entered the violent bloodshed, fiercely stabbing the sword Murasame in his hand towards her heart, her words of appreciation also sounded softly in his ears, "Yes, that's it, just hold on to the sword in your hand. After all, we are all the same. If you lose the power in your hand, you will only be left with unbearable loneliness in this world."
The last moment she looked at Chu Zihang was so sad, and the boy's golden eyes were reflected in her dragon eyes.
They are each other's shadow in each other's eyes, so similar, as if they can really understand each other, and they are the only existences in the world that can understand and recognize each other. They talk about each other's pain while facing each other with swords.
The huge force hit Chu Zihang, knocking him off the ground and flying backwards. The strong wind almost bent his body, and he flew into the ruins of a collapsed house in the distance at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. middle!
Almost instantly, someone let out a hoarse roar, and Jörmungandr's move seemed to be a signal. Countless voices and spirits chanted overlapping each other, and a large number of elements were gathered together. The entire intersection of the ruins was bizarre.
The next moment, a huge explosion hit the center! It was simply an indiscriminate bombing. The gunshots of thermal weapons, the flames, frost and thunder of Yanling illuminated a corner of the night into day. A large amount of smoke, dust and sand were raised, and bullets from sniper rifles were continuously shot into it. Dragon King Last place to stay!
The huge commotion lasted for ten full minutes.
The vaguely visible crossroads in the dust can no longer see its original appearance. The place has been completely changed in a short period of time, and it has been completely bombed into a muddy wasteland.
The dragon slayers present used all the long-range means at their disposal, including the power of speech spirits, kinetic energy shooting of thermal weapons and thermal energy explosions. No one dared to hold back, because no one had any experience in fighting the Dragon King. They all summoned all the attack methods that could be summoned at hand.
You can even see someone holding a retro hunting bow and firing arrows into the chaotic dust like a full moon. No one can be sure whether the offensive he is launching now will be the last before the Dragon King bursts out. Resist. One guy who found that he had neither thermal weapons nor long-range attack methods even temporarily moved a small collapsed building with a relatively complete structure and threw it out! It’s like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.
Until finally, the offensive stopped, and everyone was panting, tense and waiting for the possible counterattack of the Dragon King in the Dust. They were constantly rehearsing possible situations in their minds, such as a large-scale destructive word spirit that could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. , or like rushing into the crowd at extremely high speeds to kill? Or start a big earthquake like before and tear apart the earth and engulf everyone?
But until the end, nothing happened. The dust gradually dispersed, and nothing could be seen in the crossroads that had lost its original landscape. There was no shadow of the Dragon King or anyone else. Only the people who were eroded by the turbulent flow of elements were left. The deep pit, with the remains of various thermal weapons stranded in it, shows the fact that they never hit their target from beginning to end.
Jörmungandr disappeared, leaving only the dragon slayers looking at each other.
No one could have imagined that this dragon-slaying war would start so abruptly and end so dramatically. The Dragon King would escape?
I don’t know who suddenly took the lead in cheering, so everyone started to raise their arms and roar, as if they had won a war. Are they celebrating the victory of repelling the Dragon King, or are they excited that they survived the Dragon King’s battle? ?
Everyone's emotions may be complicated and confused, but they still fell into the contagious cheers and began to join the cheering team. However, a small number of insiders left the venue silently and did not join this shameless event. A farce of meaning.
Susie and Caesar were the few people who were awake and probably knew about it. After Jörmungandr disappeared, they rushed to the collapsed house that Chu Zihang flew into almost at the same time, where they found the unconscious Chu. Zihang.
The Imperial Sword fell in front of him. The terrible force of the last blow seemed to have fallen on the alchemical sword. He was only hit by the huge impact and broke some bones, and at most injured some internal organs. The bloodline on his body, which was on the verge of limit, quickly receded, and finally returned to the starting point from the edge of losing control.
Su Si walked forward and called Chu Zihang's name, wanting to further examine his injuries. When she moved the beams and gravel in front of him, suddenly a small object fell from Chu Zihang's chest and fell to the ground.
She looked down and was stunned. It was an old brass key, which did not belong to Chu Zihang or this house. It was left here abruptly, like a sign left by someone who left without saying goodbye.