OBS Chapter 911 Nidhogg
Chapter 911 Nidhogg
Chapter 911 Nidhogg
The Frozen Crown is a dating platform for the dragons of the north. Of course, there are other social activities besides blind dates. It sounds unserious, but it is the most important holy place for the dragons of the north.
After all, for a small population, nothing is more important than reproduction.
Lothar flapped his wings, creating a strong wind, and soared above the mountains. Compared with him, the female dragon, which was like a sparrow, followed carefully beside him, gliding on the strong wind created by Lothar.
"So you went to the Frozen Crown to find a mate, didn't you?"
The female dragon was very puzzled. Dragons are solitary animals and are not social animals. They will not easily gather together unless it is to seek mates or reproduce. Especially the male dragons with violent temperaments, most of the time they will fight when they gather together.
Higher-level dragons fight to compete for mates and to determine their status; lower-level dragon species fight to plunder each other's bloodlines and to develop intelligence and evolve.
"No, I came from the warm south. This is my first time in the north. I don't know what the Frozen Crown is. This name was also told to me by an elder."
The dying old dragon only said that it was a gathering place for the young dragons of the North.
"It is said that the Frozen Crown is a holy place built by the ancient dragon predecessors with the legacy left by the ancient gods. The spiritual power of the outside world is becoming increasingly weak, but the place still maintains a certain ancient style. If there is no Frozen Crown, it will be difficult for new ancient dragons to be born in this world. You have such strength, don't the southern dragons create similar holy places?"
"No, I came to the Northland to find some help."
"You want to be the Dragon King?"
In the eyes of the female dragon, Lothar is the descendant of the Dragon King, so it is reasonable for him to want to rule over all dragons.
"No, I just want to take a few subordinates away."
Lothar has a dragon body and human heart, and he has always regarded the transformation into a true dragon as a skill he has mastered. In the past, he was often troubled by the struggle to get rid of the dragon blood that eroded his mind. It was not until he survived the ghost dragon disaster and his mental strength increased greatly that he was free from this trouble.
He was doing well as the emperor of his overseas empire, so how could he possibly run to this freezing cold place in the far north and start from scratch to become the Dragon King?
"That may not be easy. The three elders and the priests will not allow an outsider like you to take the dragon away, unless you are willing to stay in the North and become the Dragon King."
"The three elders and the priest?"
Lothar did not expect that there would be such a character among the northern dragons.
"The Three Elders are the three most powerful ancient dragon elders in the Northern Dragon Clan. They sleep in the Frozen Crown all year round and do not care about worldly affairs. Only at the festival every thirty years will they be awakened by the priest to preside over the ceremony for the ancestor dragon."
"What is a priest? Who is the Ancestral Dragon?"
Lothar was even more puzzled. It was the first time he heard that there were so many twists and turns in the dragon society.
"The priest is an obsidian dragon, just like you, a direct descendant of the ancestor dragon. As for the ancestor dragon, it's not surprising that you don't know it, because every dragon king can be called an ancestor dragon. The ancestor dragon that we northern dragons worship is called 'Nidhogg', the swallower of the world tree in the legend."
Lothar took a while to digest this information before asking again, "So how strong is your priest of this descendant of Nidhogg? Isn't it also of the bloodline of the Dragon King? From what you said before, it seems that it would be easier for me to stay and become the Dragon King than to take away a group of young dragons as subordinates?"
"The priest is over a hundred meters long and is a female dragon. As a direct descendant of the ancestor dragon, every generation of priests is a female dragon. Before they die, they will combine the breath left by the ancestor dragon to give birth to a new priest."
The female dragon explained: "But the priest is the priest, and the dragon king is the dragon king. These are two different positions."
Losa finally understood. This was just like the relationship between the Pope and the Emperor in the human world. The priests had to devote themselves wholeheartedly to God, so they could not reproduce on their own.
He passed on the information the female dragon told him to the judge on his back one by one.
They flew for a long time, so long that Losa suspected they were about to leave the Scandinavian Peninsula. Finally, the outline of a huge object appeared before their eyes. From a distance, it looked like the end of the world.
It was a black wall that supported the sky and the earth.
It’s like the creation of giants in ancient mythology, Asgard, the land of the gods.
The female dragon happily headed upwards, growling to signal Lothar to follow. They flew up along the stone wall, and saw that the wall was as smooth as a mirror, dark in color yet translucent.
In a quick glance, Lothar even saw a huge, rough arm full of wild aura sealed inside the stone wall, but when he looked inside again, it was pitch black and he could not see clearly.
"what is that?"
"The remains of the ancient god sealed in ice."
Finally, they flew to the top of the barrier.
At first glance, a huge platform with no visible edges, as if it were a small world of its own, appeared in front of Losa in a very impactful way.
The platform was covered with jagged rocks, and giant dragons of various shapes were scattered on the rocks. Some were cuddling in pairs, while others were alone, licking their wounds.
The snowflakes fell on them and were quickly evaporated.
At a glance, the dozens of giant dragons present were almost all fire dragons, and each of them exuded scorching heat.
As soon as he arrived, all the dragons turned their eyes to him at the same time, because he was so majestic, looking as tall and mighty as the legendary Dragon King.
A series of golden vertical pupils were cast towards Lothar with undisguised doubt and surprise. If it were a human spellcaster, even a legendary one, being surrounded by so many high-level dragons, his heart would probably not be able to bear it for a moment.
The next moment, they flapped their wings and flew up to Lothar, saying hello.
"Zowei, where did this heir of the Dragon Prince come from?"
"Where are you from? I've never seen you before."
"Are you also from a place like Frozen Crown?"
Just like the dying old dragon said, most of the active dragons in Frozen Crown are the younger generation of dragons, and their temperaments are not calm at all.
But they obviously had no intention of fighting with Lothar. After all, this dragon body, which was 200 meters long and far exceeded the level of ordinary ancient dragons, was the most obvious symbol of strength.
Among the giant dragons of the north, apart from the three elders who have lived for thousands of years and have been sleeping for many years and only show up symbolically at every sacrifice, there is no other ancient dragon that can compete with the other in size.
As for the three elders, every time they showed up, they showed their relaxed muscles, broken dragon horns, and mottled scales, as if they were about to go to the dragon bone tomb in the next moment. Even though they were much larger than the red and black dragon in front of them, the dragons did not think they could be the opponent's opponent.
In the distance, a melodious dragon roar suddenly sounded.
Lothar could understand that this was to disperse the surrounding dragons.
The dragons were also very obedient and soon dispersed.
I saw a black dragon covered with obsidian scales, over a hundred meters long, slowly flapping its wings and flying towards me.
This black dragon was covered in rugged black armor, but it did not appear ferocious at all. Instead, it had a solemn and dignified temperament. Its golden eyes were as gentle as water, and even the hot air coming out of its nostrils lacked the smell of sulfur.
This is obviously the "priest" mentioned by the female dragon, the direct descendant of the world-devouring black dragon "Nidhogg", and the only dragon prince heir of the northern dragon.