Since ancient times, the dragon clan has always had an unwritten rule - absolute power is obtained through constant killing, the loser will become embers, and the winner will rekindle.

If you want to gain strength in the endless [killing], you need to constantly fight with your compatriots and fight with your blood relatives in battle, even if your opponent is your former self.

The girl had heard this rule countless times from the ancient dragons and the Nibelungs, until the scorching heat wave rushed towards the girl and the blazing flames completely engulfed her. Only then did the girl truly understand the meaning of "killing".

……

The girl lay on the blackened ground with her arms outstretched, feeling exhausted and gasping for breath. Her chest heaved from the excessive breathing.

"No, I'm going to die if you keep hitting me."

Nibelungen nodded slightly, then he sat on the ground and stared at the girl quietly, his eyes dim and unclear, as if he was still recalling the fight that could be described as a child's fight.

Obviously, the girl was about to hit it several times, and even carved a horrible scar on her body, but she missed countless opportunities to fight back because of the useless kindness in her heart.

“[Princess], you are too weak at heart. If you continue like this, you will surely die when you have to face someone in a life-and-death game in the future.” Nibelung stared at the girl with a dim gaze, which made the girl feel a little numb.

The girl sat up unconvinced and asked, "I hate killing, why do you have to make me fight all the time?"

Nibelungen exhaled slowly and said, "Because... you are the [Princess] of this world."

The girl was about to ask with a puzzled look on her face, but Nibelungen pretended not to see anything and closed his eyes to rest.

"I feel annoyed when I see you. Don't ask so many troublesome questions all day long, so as not to disturb the dragon's peace." Nibelungen snorted impatiently, then lay down and entered a dormant state, and even waved his dragon tail to drive the girl aside.

"..."

The girl was so angry that her face looked a little hideous. She stood behind Nibelungen, gritting her teeth and waving her fists, venting her frustration.

Nibelungen obviously has something on his mind, but he is unwilling to say it all. Instead, he acts like a riddle dragon to keep himself in suspense.

The most infuriating thing is that, since it hates me so much, it comes here to beat me up every now and then, and then uses its huge body to occupy my territory, leaving me with only a small amount of space to move around.

Seeing this, the girl picked up the only dragon egg in the cave that could be regarded as a toy, sat down beside the ancient dragon in a sullen manner, and fell asleep quietly against the hard scales on the ancient dragon's body.

Seeing this, Gu Long smiled gently and spread his dragon wings to cover the girl.

Nibelungen, who was pretending to be asleep in the distance, opened one of his golden eyes and quietly observed the girl's movements. Seeing the girl leaning against his subordinate with the dragon egg in her arms and sleeping soundly, he snorted coldly and said no more. He closed his eyes again, suppressing his inner anger.

……

When did dreams come into being? Perhaps it was when the first human being in the world described what he knew and felt in the subjective world after falling asleep in the real world for the first time, so dreams first gained their own name among humans.

But at this time, human beings have not yet been created by God, so who is dreaming now?

For the first time, the girl realized that the outside world was so beautiful. It was the first time she saw so many lives. She only knew that the ones flying in the sky were called pterosaurs, the ones swimming in the water were called sea dragons, and the ones running on land were called earth dragons.

The girl thought that those unfamiliar creatures were ancient dragons living in different habitats, because she understood that the current era of Teyvat was occupied by ancient dragons.

But what she didn't know was that at this moment the creatures in the sky were called birds, the creatures swimming in the water were called fish, and the creatures running on the ground were called beasts.

Perhaps the girl was indeed a little ignorant. She had been living in her own world since she was born, so how could she recognize all the living creatures that had not yet been created together with humans?

That’s right, after all, at this moment... the first human has not yet been born.

Seeing such a beautiful world, the girl couldn't help but feel moved. It was the first time for her to stand in such a vast field, and the first time for her to look up and see such a boundless sky.

But soon, the picturesque scene disappeared like a passing cloud.

Those gorgeous and colorful flowers began to wither gradually, as if all the vitality had been drained away; and the leaves that were originally lush and full of vitality also became dull and began to wither and fall, leaving behind only a bleak and desolate scene.

The whole world seemed to be plunged into an atmosphere of decay and death, and the fields beneath one's feet turned into a endless desert.

The girl accidentally fell to the ground in panic, and the world in her eyes was stained with a layer of crimson. The girl was panting nervously, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The girl seemed to hear the sound of water dripping on the stone slabs, and the sound was particularly close to her. She even smelled an indescribable odor through her sensitive sense of smell.

This smell stimulated her nerves all the time, even making the girl's body tremble uncontrollably, and even making her instinctively excited by it.

At this moment, the girl heard the extremely familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

"Sister, you are really too kind! And your kindness is a manifestation of cowardice and incompetence at this moment." The black-haired boy slowly opened his eyes, and his pair of golden eyes looked at the girl without emotion. "The only ancient dragon who is qualified to inherit the will of the Nibelungen is me."

The girl looked up in disbelief at the boy in front of her whose face was somewhat similar to hers. She swore that she had never seen him before, but the blood flowing in her body at this moment kept telling her the boy's identity.

"Pick up the sword on the ground and fight me like a true [king]! Sister—"

The black-haired boy, who used to be obedient and well-behaved, has now changed his usual behavior, making his only remaining blood relative in this world feel very unfamiliar.

The black-haired girl looked at the boy in front of her without saying a word. The distant tone of the boy's mouth made her feel a little uneasy.

At the same time, an old man stood respectfully in the shadows, looking expressionlessly at the heir in front of him who was qualified to inherit the title of [Dragon King].

And he...only obeys the true [King].

The two remaining relatives around her betrayed her one after another. The black-haired girl looked at the scene in front of her and felt a little bit unbelievable for a moment.

At the same time, the relative in front of the girl walked slowly towards her with a sword in hand.

The sword reflected the boy's true appearance at the moment. He was such a cheerful and well-behaved child who once followed her, but now he has become a bloodthirsty demon king in order to inherit the will of the dragon clan.

But is what the young man beautifully calls the will of the dragon clan really the will of the Nibelungs?

At some point, the cold-blooded young man had come in front of her, with the sword in his hand against her throat.

The girl felt a chill in her heart, and her face turned especially pale, as if she had lost all her blood in an instant.

A trace of blood flowed from the girl's neck which was pierced by the sword. The girl struggled to raise her head and looked at the boy in front of her who was half a centimeter taller than her with trembling eyes, as if she was still questioning her own eyes.

"The winner will become the [king], and the loser will become the [receptacle] of the winner."

The black-haired boy silently looked at his sister who was still stubborn and couldn't help but chuckled and said:

"So... Sister, do you want to be the Dragon King's [vessel], or the [king]?"

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