Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Niord, a guy who is very familiar to everyone present.

Those guys who call themselves observers, in the eyes of the "elders" sitting here, are just a group of cowardly speculators, or just pure fools.

They thought that by giving up the fight for power they would be able to stay out of it, but they didn't know that when everything was settled, they would be the first batch of old officials to be purged.

"Mars, why do you suspect that I have colluded with Niord?" The old man frowned, seemingly confused.

"Edjo... I remember that you and Mars are the same generation of ancient beings."

"It's ridiculous. Does this mean anything?"

"Doubt requires evidence, Mars, that's the rule."

"But an ordinary hunter really shouldn't have the ability and qualifications to break through Edcho's alchemy formation."

"That's not the point. The point is that we haven't found any trace of the hunter until now. After we gained control of almost half of the authority of the hunter's website, the hunter's account was canceled. Obviously someone was covering up for this."

"You want to say there's a traitor among us?"

"Why not? Don't forget, everyone, we have been 'traitors' more than once. For us, betrayal only depends on whether it is worth it."

"Absurd! If we can't even maintain the most basic trust, what's the difference between us and the mob?"

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The elders who had remained silent began to exit one by one. Instead of watching the show as they did at first, they joined the debate and gradually began to form the prototype of multiple factions.

This originally deserted and empty hall suddenly became like the oldest sacred hall in ancient Greece. The orators gathered under the dome depicting myths and started a fierce dispute.

"enough!"

The old man known as Edjo suddenly shouted, interrupting the increasingly heated argument.

His hazy eyes gradually brightened like the golden sun, staring at Mars through the screen, and said in a calm and unhurried tone:

"Mars, we have no ill will towards you. We will be each other's solid allies until the final battle. If you feel that we are besieging you and questioning you, then we apologize to you, but you should not use such petty words. It’s a child’s trick to try to get yourself out of a situation that doesn’t exist.”

"When being besieged, the besieged stare at one person and try their best to bring the other person into the same situation... There is no need to put this kind of street fighting method in front of us in the human world."

He looked around the audience with cold eyes, not only to warn Mars, but also to end this meaningless dispute.

"One thing at a time, don't worry. Our gathering is to eliminate the gaps and suspicions between each other and build the most basic trust."

"Since Mars you are so curious about whether there is any connection between Niord and me, let's start with this matter."

"Mars, why do you suspect that I have a connection with Niord?"

The scepter hit the ground hard, and with a dull sound, Edjoe on the throne asked in a deep voice.

Mars' expression remained unchanged and he snapped his fingers. A figure walked out of the darkness behind where he was sitting, opened a laptop and placed it on the table in front of Mars.

At the same time, everyone received a video and information.

"Hunter user [001,], this account has been canceled on the hunter website. Normally cancellation means death, but I recently found his traces, and the information has been sent to each of your mailboxes. What I want to say Yes, we found the sleeping Niord in him."

Mars said calmly.

Everyone present has basically heard of this ID. It was this ID that stole the "Star of Caesar" from Mars and a golden mask from Odin.

They initially thought that this man was a subordinate of Odin, who had been trying to seize the "Star of Caesar" that came with the comet more than two thousand years ago, but even in the Presbyterian Church where the ancients gathered, Ed Joe is also the top first generation breeder.

For the dragon clan, living long does not necessarily mean being strong, but it is certainly troublesome.

If you really want to classify them into factions, Edjo should belong to the King of Earth and Mountain group, but he never admitted it because in the era when he was active, there was no so-called King of Earth and Mountain.

The current monarchs on the throne, Jormungandr and Fenrir, can only be regarded as his descendants.

With Edcho's sophistication and calmness, even if Odin took action in person, Edcho would have already run to New York before he arrived in Egypt.

It was precisely because of this that everyone initially suspected that this was someone sent by Odin, but then the completion of the mission together with [001,] gradually made them give up this idea.

This guy actually stole Odin's second [Golden Mask], which is an important carrier of Odin's power. It is with this thing that Odin can still be active in the world even after being sealed. .

They also doubted whether this was Odin's own directing and acting, but found no relevant clues.

"Have you found the whereabouts of 001? Where is the man? Didn't you capture him?" someone asked.

"Unfortunately, Niord is still very cautious. The guy seems to have woken up." Mars shook his head.

"Don't underestimate Niord, he is also the best among the ancients." Someone reminded, "Similarly, Mars, this is not enough evidence for you to accuse Edjoe of colluding with Niord. "

"But it's enough to make us suspicious, isn't it?" Mars asked.

Adqiao lowered his eyes and said, "Now I can understand the accusations you made against me, Mars. I am willing to 'self-defense' after this meeting to prove my innocence, so let this topic end for now."

There was a brief silence in the hall, as if his "self-defense" shocked everyone.

"...You don't need to be like this, Edjo, this accusation is not worth it." Someone said in a deep voice.

Edjo raised his hand to interrupt his speech. He looked around the crowd and said in a sincere and slow tone: "Everyone, the current situation is not clear. We have encountered a dilemma. I don't want us to spend time in such a situation. To doubt our internal allies, I hope we can cooperate as sincerely as we did back then."

"Mars." Edjo looked at Mars, "I will give you a satisfactory answer to your accusation. Now, please tell us what happened in Tokyo and why we lost our relationship with him. Li Wuyue’s contact?”

Mars clasped his hands on his chin and narrowed his eyes: "I don't know where Li Wuyue is going, but I have already reported to you what happened in Tokyo. The report is very clear."

"Clear?" Edcho shook his head and said, "You should understand what we want to know. Don't beat around the bush. Mars, just tell us directly. Is the person who killed the White King in Tokyo the same Majesty in the sky?"

Under such a straightforward question, everyone present had their eyes fixed on Mars.

Until Mars nodded slowly.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I can feel... His Majesty is back."

This sentence instantly ignited everyone's nerves.

"Impossible! He is already dead! We divided up everything he owned! Everything!" someone said angrily.

"Even the second-generation Black King can return... Why can't he? In your eyes, is he not as good as that traitor?" someone asked.

"The second generation of the Black King? He is just a despicable power thief who is full of lies! I said back then that no one can betray His Majesty and still escape unscathed!" someone said excitedly.

"It's a pity that we have lived safely and comfortably for thousands of years after betraying Him." Someone sneered and mocked the former.

The scene instantly got out of control. Some people were shocked and angry at the authenticity of the news, while others were afraid of His return. Some even started to turn over old scores...

"Where is your Majesty now?"

Suddenly, someone asked loudly.

Silence came instantly, and everyone looked at each other. According to His Majesty's temperament, if he really returns, the time from killing the White King to now will be enough for Him to conquer the world ten times.

"His Majesty returned to a small southern city in China not long ago and is currently living in seclusion there." Mars said calmly.

"Seclusion?"

Everyone couldn't believe what they heard.

"That's the only word I can use." Mars shrugged, "Do you mean recuperating, or are you waiting for us to take the initiative to see him?"

"Maybe... in the game world? No, this is not His style." Someone made a guess, but it was overturned in the next second.

"It is his younger brother who is playing in the world..." Someone suddenly realized, "Mars, how can you be sure that it is His Majesty who has returned and not his younger brother?"

"Indeed! Perhaps it is not His Majesty who has returned, but the earthly king. Otherwise, how can we explain His Majesty's changes?" Someone shouted.

"Perhaps like Fenrir back then, his soul was damaged and he became a mentally retarded child. This is very possible. The second generation Nidhogg said that he will not come back, although he doesn't know what happened. , but some things always come with a price, and presumably even he has to abide by the rules."

A young man shrugged and said with a frivolous tone. He was one of the few "young people" present and a descendant of the ancients.

In the past, his words would have definitely aroused a burst of resonant laughter, just like the younger generation who was responsible for mediating the atmosphere and being funny at a family banquet. The elders smiled kindly at the younger generation's antics.

But this time, the scene was unusually condensed.

Everyone looked at him calmly, their eyes indifferent and cold, and there was no longer the good-natured laughter of the past.

Some of it is just the indifference of the clown on the stage in the audience's eyes.

The smile on his face solidified inch by inch, and then broke. He put away his fake smile, shrank back expressionlessly, and hid himself in the darkness.

"Look, when we encounter a little setback, we shrink back into the darkness. It's more like us in the past." Mars said quietly in the empty and dark hall.

He looked around the audience, and finally set his sights on the young man, smiling coldly and saying:

"But it's really not funny."

"Didn't your leader teach you that power is to be looked up to and firmly held in one's hands, not to be ridiculed?"

"You should learn to fear power, young man."

"His Majesty never follows the rules because he is the one who makes them!"

No one knew what the expression of the young man who had been hiding in the darkness was now, but low laughter gradually appeared in the audience, and those once "good-natured" laughter once again echoed in this cold and temperatureless hall.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up.

"The education of young people ends here." Edjo said slowly, "Let's get back to the topic. No matter which His Majesty returns, we need to readjust our plans and avoid a head-on collision with him in the short term. , if possible, let Odin deal with him."

Mars shook his head and said: "Odin is not a fool. He may have even known about His Majesty's return, but he kept it secret and hid in the dark and watched us confront him."

"Odin is not a fool, and neither are we, and His Majesty is even less likely to be, so what?" Edjo said slowly, "It's just a stalemate, who will make the first move? Opportunities are created, Mal Si.”

Mars was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "I agree with your statement, but I am not optimistic about this proposal."

"In front of that person, there is no proposal worth looking forward to, but we have to try." Edjo said.

"Everyone, I am so grateful again." The old man stood up slowly, holding the top of the scepter with both hands. He looked down at everyone from a bird's eye view, but said in a self-deprecating tone, "Thank you for your majesty's consistent 'mercy' Unlike 'equal treatment', in His eyes, there is no difference between us and Odin, so He will not care whether to deal with Odin or the former traitor first."

Everyone returned to silence, the previous chuckles disappeared again, and a heavy atmosphere condensed over everyone's heads like dark clouds.

They tried their best to forget a certain period of time that was unbearable to look back on, but in the end, when the existence that was supposed to be dead seemed to reappear, they didn't even confirm it with their own eyes. They just heard the rumors about him, and then they recalled this confused and dominated period. years, and fell into panic.

"We have been waiting for so many years, and we cannot just give up. We have not prepared for thousands of years just to bow down and be loyal again after His Majesty appears!" Edjo said solemnly.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was still condensed, and his words did not disintegrate the heaviness that had once again taken root in everyone's hearts.

Until Mars spoke again.

"I like humans very much. Human beings are really interesting creatures. When they get together to argue, they can always come up with mind-blowing insights about the world, a certain matter, or about something. People’s opinions.”

"For example, this sentence——"

He looked coldly at the dark monarch behind the projections above his head, and said word by word, "If a person kneels for a long time, he will never be able to stand up again. Maybe it's the same with dragons."

Edcho stroked the scepter with a deep look.

He looked at the people who were gradually regaining their confidence under the stimulation of Mars' words, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No one knows how much His Majesty has recovered, just as no one can forget the majestic figure who once sat high in the sky.

This awe rooted deep in the bloodline is a curse like the sorrow of blood.

The mere suspicion of His return easily shook everyone's confidence.

What if...that person really comes to them?

With the great power that he once displayed, even the most advanced technological crystallization in the human world cannot do anything to him.

The pinnacle technology of the human world can plow the surface of the earth, but it cannot penetrate the center of the earth, let alone touch the throne of God high in the sky.

And the power of the dragon clan...

A haze flashed through Ed Qiao's heart. This was not a good suggestion. In human terms, it was like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong? Or is Li Gui meeting Li Kui?

"Maybe... His Majesty has really changed. The reason why he has stayed in that small town is because he has people he cares about. Just like those humans who are easily manipulated by us, as long as there are things and people he cares about, It means that he has a flaw, and we can try to seize this flaw to threaten him, such as seizing someone important to him, or using the fate of the entire world to force him to make certain concessions."

The young man who had retreated into the darkness suddenly poked his head out again.

He showed his head under the light, talking enthusiastically, and looking at everyone expectantly in his eyes, as if a child who had just put forward advanced ideas at a family gathering was waiting for praise from his family.

However.

Everyone looked at him in silence without saying a word.

Mars rubbed his chin and stared at the dark corner. Everyone could tell that this guy was distracted again, but they didn't know what he was thinking.

Edjo was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "This joke is not funny, Nissos. I must say, you have no comedy talent. Promise me not to tell any more jokes you learned from humans."

The young man's expression instantly became wonderful.

He nodded angrily, retracted his head again, and hid in the darkness again.