Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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Ultimately, this is "Dragon Raja", not "The Last Prince of Zhuolu Yan".

Unexpectedly, Jormungandr, who was standing next to him, had a strange expression on his face, and his gaze seemed rather odd.

"What's wrong?" Wang An asked instinctively.

For some reason, he now has a strange trust in Teacher Daye. Whenever he sees his perfect face, he feels a little more at ease.

So quite naturally, Wang Anzhi became very familiar with this version of Jormungandr from the Mystic Maiden.

"It's nothing," Teacher Da Ye said softly, smoothing her long, jet-black hair. The crimson birthmark between her brows, as red as blood, reflected a radiant light in the sky.

"I just remembered that when we first met, the name I used was Yun Jin."

After saying that, she shut her mouth, said nothing more, and did not react to Wang Anzhi's seemingly "forgotten" actions.

On the contrary, Wang Anzhi felt his mind becoming even more hazy.

Then, his gaze sharpened, piercing across the battlefield, where the blade of the god-like, demonic man collided with the descending mountain peak.

Above the mountain peak, a giant, dark blue-green dragon coiled and flew continuously.

Chi You resolutely swung his sword without any hesitation, splitting the hundreds-of-meters-high mountain in two, sending the fragments flying in all directions.

But this was not the end. The moment the mountain broke apart, a layer of white frost began to form on the mountainside, and by the time the mountain landed, the white frost had spread to every part of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain froze into a giant block of ice, fell from the sky to the ground, and shattered completely.

"Word of Power: Judgment".

Jormungandr shook his head, as if he knew what Wang Anzhi was thinking, and began to explain.

"Under the authority of the monarch, it can be said to be the highest level of the Word of Power, symbolizing death and destruction, as if the gods at the top are punishing the world. The white frost is just its outward manifestation, death is its true meaning."

Wang Anzhi fell silent, not because he was unmoved by the scene before him, but to be honest, "Chi You" was indeed the most outstanding hybrid he had ever seen.

Although he hadn't seen the little monster yet, Wang Anzhi knew perfectly well that the little monster's use of incantations was nowhere near comparable to that of the "Chi You" before him.

Whether it's the scope of the field or the true meaning of death.

At this moment, looking at the pair of huge bull horns on Chi You's head, he felt only immense irony.

The giant dragon circling in the sky seemed to have completed its mission, returning from the horizon without launching another attack.

Wang Anzhi looked at Jormungandr, his gaze conveying a clear message.

They're about to team up, why are you backing out like this, brother-in-law? This is exactly the time they need your "strongest power" to help them overcome all obstacles!

Jormungandr noticed his gaze and couldn't help but purse his lips, looking somewhat helpless. "What are you looking at? My brother would never personally get involved."

"Why?" Wang An asked instinctively.

Miss Dragon Girl sighed, looking at him with a disappointed expression, "This is your chance to become emperor."

A struggle for the throne?

Wang Anzhi still felt somewhat confused; he remembered the title "Emperor".

In the orthodox tradition, that is, among people of mixed Chinese descent, the so-called "Emperor" refers to the mixed-race monarch imagined by the Secret Society.

Its bloodline is so noble that it rivals the first generation of beings; it possesses multiple incantations; and its body resembles that of the purest dragon race.

Of course, compared to the four monarchs, neither the hybrid monarch imagined by the secret society nor the "emperor" recorded in orthodox ancient books has any power within him.

However, for a hybrid, this was enough, enough to fight head-on against a dragon king in human form who had not yet developed a dragon body.

But is there any need to fight for the title of "Emperor"?

Furthermore, Wang Anzhi sensed that Miss Longnu hadn't finished explaining all the reasons why her brother-in-law wasn't going to participate in the war.

Before he could figure this out, the situation on the battlefield began to change again.

After Chi You split the mountain, he did not intend to continue forward. Two people dressed in black robes slowly stepped out from behind him.

Compared to the seemingly barbaric people behind Chi You, these two men stood out awkwardly among Chi You's army.

Two men in black robes opened their arms as if embracing the sky, and at the same time, they slowly recited an ancient poem.

The singing grew from soft to loud, until finally all of Chi You's soldiers in the black tide began to chant loudly.

"Crossing thousands of mountains, the wilderness stretches endlessly."

The wilderness stretches endlessly across the great river.

Crossing the great river, severing the ties to the heavens and the sea,

......"

As the poems were recited, the dark clouds and thick fog that had gathered in the sky gradually dispersed, the wind howled, and the rain began to fall.

As the song echoed across the battlefield, Wang Anzhi couldn't help but feel as if he were the villain.

He looked at Jormungandr.

Miss Dragon Girl was already sitting on the handle of his throne at some point, her feet swinging leisurely beneath her crimson dress.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, and seemingly aware of his "ignorance," Jormungandr explained:

"The Rain Master, the Wind God, the great shaman beside Chi You, and also one of the few shamans in Jiuli."

Miss Dragon Girl looked at Wang Anzhi and slowly explained. Wang Anzhi knew that in this world, the so-called "wizard" was not the elf with a wand from Hogwarts, but an orientalized term for alchemist.

As if feeling somewhat unwilling that she hadn't fully revealed herself, the Dragon Girl licked her lips, her gaze towards Wang Anzhi carrying a very meaningful meaning:

"Of course, their former name was Samson, Abbotton."

Chapter 156 On the War Capabilities of Hybrids

Samson, Abedon?

Wind God, Rain Master?

Wang Anzhi couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion again.

Yes, he certainly knew that the King of Bronze and Fire was the first dragon king to enter the East, and naturally had a place in Eastern mythology. From "Phoenix Crying on Mount Qi" to the worship of the dragon totem, it was all Norton's doing, but he never imagined it would happen so early.

In addition, the scale of the ancient war was beyond his imagination, and the level of this war completely exceeded the scope of the two world wars. Of course, it would not be surprising if a nuclear war that might break out could surpass the ancient war again.

It can be said that this is an alchemical civilization similar to the era of the dragons, except that the dominant species have shifted from dragons to hybrids.

Wang Anzhi understood the reason very well: after the Black Emperor died, the four monarchs would not be able to recreate a "new dragon clan" that suited their wishes and establish a new Liansheng.

However, the dragons' warlike nature and the conflicts between the four monarchs would naturally drive the war to break out.

They had a natural leader and suitable recruits.

Naturally, war will follow.

War may promote development, but only if there is a population capable of supporting it.

Given this, the decline of the dragon race and the emergence of hybrids who inherited the dragon race's alchemical civilization would naturally follow.

He looked at the dragon girl with a smile on her lips, and then asked:

"Then, what about those two Kings of Bronze and Fire? Where are they now?"

"Norton and Constantine?"

Jormungandr waved his hand and said magnanimously:

"Your Majesty, you can rest assured that I will take action if they show up."

Wang Anzhi fell silent.

Although she knew that Jormungandr was not weak in combat, after all, the Lord of the Earth and Mountains, who wielded the "strongest power," had a unique advantage in destructive power, and Jormungandr herself was able to fight Odin to a standstill for a time.

However, the long-standing prejudice still made Wang Anzhi feel uneasy and apprehensive.

He probably won't be able to win all the way under the guidance of the beautiful Miss Jormungandr and finally successfully turn into the Northwest!

After all, although history records that the Yellow Emperor obtained a military treatise from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady and thus won every battle, ultimately defeating Chi You's army.

The *Huangdi Xuannü Zhanfa* (The Yellow Emperor's Battle Methods of the Mysterious Woman) states: The Yellow Emperor fought Chi You nine times and was defeated each time. The Yellow Emperor returned to Mount Tai, where for three days and three nights there was a dense fog. A woman appeared, with a human head and a bird's form. The Yellow Emperor bowed deeply and prostrated himself, not daring to rise. The woman said, "I am the Mysterious Woman. What do you wish to ask?" The Yellow Emperor replied, "I wish to win every battle." Thus, he obtained the battle methods from her.

However, Wang Anzhi could tell from the familiar attitude between "himself" and the Mysterious Woman that the Yellow Emperor and the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman" had known each other for a long time.

As for the great victory after nine defeats in nine battles, it was attributed to the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.

This is something that those who know, know.

The practice of avoiding mentioning the names of respected figures has a long history.

Seeing Wang Anzhi fall silent, the Dragon Girl's smile froze. She looked at him, her teeth clenched, and she became furious.

"Youxiong, why have you fallen silent? Do you think I can't help you stop Norton?"

“Of course not,” Wang Anzhi quickly retorted. In any case, Miss Jormungandr’s ability to survive was quite good; at least she wouldn’t end up like Norton, who was suppressed for two thousand years.

It can be described as utterly tragic.

Upon arriving in this era, he discovered that Norton had not only been suppressed for two thousand years, but had already been suppressed for two hundred years during the transition from the Qin to the Han dynasties.

If the monkey has a prototype, then it can only be Norton.

He retorted, "How could Norton compare to you?"

But in his heart he thought: "The beauty of my wife is because I love her."

Jormungandr still seemed somewhat skeptical, and she asked hesitantly:

"Youxiong clan, you don't actually think that all eight of your previous defeats were because of me, do you?"

Eight games?

Wang Anzhi immediately thought of the nine battles and nine defeats recorded by the Yellow Emperor in legend, as well as the war in front of him that showed a clear defeat, and couldn't help but grind his teeth again.

Before Wang Anzhi could speak, Jermungandr muttered to himself again:

"How could this be? Youxiong clan, if it weren't for me, you would have already suffered a complete rout and your army would have collapsed like a house of cards."

She gently waved her sleeve and turned her gaze to the battlefield on the plain.

At this moment, the sky was filled with wind and rain, and a hurricane carrying torrential rain formed a sky-reaching tornado.

In later times, this could probably be called a "weather weapon" that only appears in science fiction novels, with a destructive power far exceeding that of conventional nuclear weapons.

However, its appearance on the battlefield today has not caused much of a stir.