Fu Nian looked at the pair of claws stretched out in front of him. The blue-black scales glowed with a faint metallic luster under the reflection of the light. As he breathed, the blue-black scales opened and closed in sequence from front to back, making a metallic collision.
the sound of.
Fu Nian was suddenly stunned, like a child who had always longed for light and suddenly saw the coveted concave and convex man. He was surprised with disbelief, and was filled with longing for disbelief.
But this unbelievable thing was like the last straw that broke Fu Nian's life. Horror occupied his entire mood.
"What the hell is this?" Fu Nian waved his hands vigorously, trying to tear the thing away from him. But as his movements became larger and larger, the blue-black scales became more violent, closing and opening faster and faster.
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Depend on!
Fu Nian suddenly roared and opened his arms suddenly, like an angry pterosaur screaming towards the sky.
The dull sound of thin wings vibrated in the air.
Fu Nian looked at his arms in surprise. To be precise, they were two black wings. There were sharp claws on the wing ends. The sharp bone ends exuded a crystal clear beauty under the light, and they were green and black.
The scales provide a sharp contrast.
"What the hell am I?" Fu Nian felt a little unusually irritable. The curse he experienced today seemed to have come true, but he never imagined that the curse was really literal! What was even more uncomfortable was that he found that he could move.
There is only the upper body. The lower body is like a rock that has been poured into cement and solidified. No matter how hard it struggles, it will not move at all.
"Fenrir?"
A piece of information suddenly appeared in Fu Nian's mind. It was like a bubble rising from the bottom of a lake. When it broke, it brought with it the staleness of the past.
"Isn't Fenrir the giant wolf in Scandinavian mythology?" Fu Nian looked down at the green and black scales on his chest, and his slender neck turned over and over in the air.
"It's quite huge, but wolves don't have such a long neck..." Looking back at his upper body, which was nearly thirty or forty meters tall, Fu Nian was a little unsure for a moment.
But there was more than one bubble rising, and more than one broken memory. Soon, a large piece of information appeared in Fu Nian's mind again. The information was like a memory, still carrying the emotions of the past.
"Jörmungandr," Fu Nian felt a strong sense of closeness from just these four words. It was as if the other person was not a giant snake that represented evil, but a gentleness that represented hope.
"Hela...Dragon King, Odin, World Tree, Earth and Mountains, Bronze and Fire..."
Fu Nian gradually froze on the spot. If there was a mirror at this time, he would find that the golden color emanating from his huge vertical pupils became brighter and brighter. In the end, it almost covered the tunnel in front of him with light like car headlights.
gold.
Although he didn't know what these things were, he knew they were no ordinary creatures just by looking at their names.
Memories are all connected in series. When you trigger a certain key bell, the bells in the series will resonate because of his behavior. Just like Fu Nian at this time.
The memories that surged like sea water overwhelmed him again, and large sections of memories appeared in his mind like a movie.
There are only two figures in the movie, one is a young and beautiful human girl, and the other is a mighty and huge black dragon.
The giant dragon foolishly ate potato chips and leaned next to the girl. The girl gently stroked the dragon's head and watched TV.
Fu Nian felt like he was that giant dragon, because he found that his feelings and emotions were connected with the dragon's.
Very strange feeling.
So am I a dragon or a human now?
The moment the question arose, Fu Nian actually already had the answer. The instinctive choice made him know that he was no longer a human being or a pure human being, not only physically but also psychologically. Because he
Fused with Fenrir's soul.
The effect of this change had a series of unknown effects on Fu Nian.
The most intuitive manifestation at present is that he has no resistance to his current identity. It seems that he should stay here, and this is his familiar nest.
But Fu Nian knew that his little nest was not an undecorated cave. Not long ago, he was sleeping on a comfortable big bed with a blindfold on.
Fu Nian focused his attention on the skeleton behind him that was embedded in the rock. The skeleton seemed to grow out of the stone, growing flawlessly with the surrounding rock walls. According to what he learned in high school,
Physics knowledge, it is almost impossible to pull out the tail by yourself.
Moreover, my high school biology knowledge told me that it seemed extremely contrary to the laws of nature to survive my almost half-paralyzed condition.
But many things often backfire.
Before Fu Nian fully understood where he was living.
A slow bubble emerged from the depths of the memory. It was like a little fat man who was late, walking slowly but with sufficient weight.
At that moment, Fu Nian felt that he had completely opened his eyes.
From that moment on, he began to feel the difference between here and the outside. It was like his own domain. He seemed to be able to control the flow of elements, air humidity, rock density, and tunnel length. It was completely like he was one of his own.
The world created.
In his memory, this is indeed a world he created. It seems to be called the Nibelungen. This world is separated from the real world outside by a faint barrier. There are passages connecting each other, but the rules of the passage are entirely up to him.
Take control.
What about me?
Fu Nian looked at the rock formation behind him.
If everything here is within my control, does that mean I can come out too?
Fu Nian started to turn the pages,
The earth suddenly began to tremble,
The quiet tunnel was like a suddenly boiling lake. The rock wall that imprisoned Fu Nian's lower body began to crack rapidly, and the ferocious cracks became denser and denser like a spider web.
Fu Nian looked at the changes and felt happy in his heart. This meant that he might have disabled Xiaolong. His movements began to become more violent.
The entire tunnel is trembling, the entire Nibelung is trembling. In the darkness far away from the dragon's lair, thousands of bone birds emerge from the shadow fossils of the tunnel, anxiously squatting at the upper entrance of the tunnel, turning over in horror.
Flying, colliding. Neighing and boiling like a frightened horse. Scrambling to get away from the only luminous depth of the tunnel.
But no one dared to escape the scope of the tunnel. More and more bone birds flew out from the fossils on the wall and gathered at the entrance of the tunnel. The area was dark, but the shrill and anxious sounds were getting lower and lower...
In the end, all that was left was an inaudible trembling cry.
Roar!
Fu Nian suddenly spread his wings and raised his head, and the dragon's roar echoed in every corner of the Nibelungen with unwavering faith.
The bones of the back half of the body appeared in the air of the tunnel as Fu Nian suddenly rushed forward, sweeping across like an unsheathed sword.
The dragon regained its vitality, and its dead bones quickly began to grow muscles. Blue-black scales were arranged in an orderly manner on the surface of Fu Nian's back body. They reflected a metallic toughness under the light.
The dragon has gained freedom in his imprisonment, and nothing can stop him. He will step on the bones of the loser to the throne representing power and strength, and the gate of Nibelung will open for him again.
He is the earth and mountains, and he is Fenrir, the dragon hidden in myth!