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He carries an alchemical matrix. Theoretically, by slightly modifying the circuitry of the alchemical matrix, he can unleash the potential within his body and then use the alchemical matrix to gain power.
In an instant, Old Tang seemed to have figured out how to do this... The alchemical matrix was as easy as having hands!
His talent and understanding of alchemy seem to have improved again?
Something looks familiar... That's right, it's "The Origins of Alchemy"!
Old Tang remembered that this was an alchemical formula recorded in "The Origin of Alchemy". He had been studying this book used by the dragons to understand alchemy, but he could only understand it occasionally.
Now, he felt as if he had understood the whole thing and knew what the formulas represented.
Let's get started! If we're quick and efficient, we should still make it in time!
Old Tang gritted his teeth and began to operate on himself... He should not be in a dream now, but his real body has entered Nibelungen. Where did it all begin?
corridor?
Odin... the king of the sky and the winds...
Why would Odin come here? Dragons are bold, but they shouldn't be so careless. This Odin shouldn't be his true form, otherwise he would easily be attacked from multiple sides and be attacked from all sides.
As Old Tang diligently modified the alchemical matrix on his body, his mind was like an overloaded CPU, countless thoughts flashing through his mind, and the more he thought about them, the more real they seemed...
Is this right? Old Tang suddenly realized, when did he learn so much?
He suddenly realized that many of the thoughts that flashed through his mind were things he was certain he had never seen or heard before.
The knife with the implanted alchemical matrix fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Old Tang felt like his head was about to explode, but all he could think of was: Constantine! It's really dead! I have to go find it!
That lonely and helpless figure, that voice that kept calling him "brother, brother," which annoyed him.
Why am I so upset? Because this figure is so tempting... If I devour it, I can evolve into a fully-fledged Dragon King, and then I will have enough self-protection power to survive when facing many crises in the future.
Old Tang let out a wail, clutching his head in pain, and curled up on the ground.
He seemed to remember... He really was Norton, the majestic Bronze and Fire King who sat high on the throne!
Old Tang's life memories are being constantly compressed, accounting for less than 1% of these emerging memories, and the proportion is even shrinking... Old Tang's personality is being constantly eroded, accounting for less than 1% of this body, until it gets infinitely close to 0%...
"Constantine!"
A roar erupted from the room, carrying Wang Wei's power and seemingly endless grief.
The room started to burn, and these makeshift houses erected on the construction site were rapidly melting away.
Odin, riding his eight-legged winged horse outside the room, kept his eyes straight ahead; he had anticipated all of this.
However, the vast army it brought retreated in fear.
Although these Deadpools are not very intelligent, they still have biological instincts—the survival instinct of fearing death.
They knew that the thing in the room was not something they could touch, so they could only keep retreating, and retreating...
A pair of burning, flaming membrane wings stretched out from the room, which was melting from the intense heat, and rose into the air like the figure of a demon from hell.
"Odin!"
In an instant, Norton understood what the other party had been doing all these days.
Without Constantine's call, the underdeveloped dragon cocoon would never have awakened in its subconscious, because it was too weak and had no power to protect itself. Going out would have been suicide; this was ingrained in its genetic subconscious.
These past few days, the other party had been tormenting Old Tang, reminding him... until he realized Constantine's death.
Odin extended Gungnir, pointing it at the King of Bronze and Fire, and said calmly, "You've finally arrived!"
Chapter 204 The Weak Norton
Norton desperately wanted to escape Nibelungen, find his brother, check on his safety, and see if there was any hope... At the very least, he had to retrieve the Dragon Cross.
However, it also knew that it couldn't leave this place unless it dealt with Odin in front of it, since Odin had come here for it.
"You already knew Constantine would be assassinated... How much else did you know?"
Norton looked directly at Odin, his eyes showing no fear, only concern for his brother.
"No matter how much you know, it won't be of any use to you."
Odin raised Gungnir, the spear of destiny in Norse mythology, which, once thrown, would always hit its target.
According to the information Lu Mingfei saw, the real Gungnir was once owned by the Secret Society. Later, the Secret Society realized that this weapon was too ominous and domineering, and no one could control it, so they sealed it in a cement coffin and sank it to the bottom of the sea...
Old Tang had naturally seen these documents as well, but Norton didn't need this information. He could tell at a glance that Gungnir was a fake.
After all, he was a product of alchemy. Even if he hadn't recovered to his peak, he was still extremely familiar with alchemy.
He showed no panic at the sight of the other party raising Gungnir. Instead, he said with a hint of sarcasm, "Even the mighty Odin has fallen on hard times. He has even lost Gungnir and can only hold onto a fake to make do."
For an ordinary dragon, this Spear of Destiny would be deadly, but for Norton, how dare a fake attack me?
He couldn't be sure whether the Odin in front of him was real or fake, but he was certain that he had to kill the guy before he could leave and find his brother!
"Words of Power: Heaven and Earth as a Furnace"
Norton used the Heaven and Earth as a furnace, and the metals within Nibelungen immediately obeyed his command. These metals, imbued with the aura of Nibelungen, were excellent alchemical materials and could be extracted quickly.
However, Norton didn't intend to build the world's strongest shield to withstand Gungnir, because it knew it wouldn't be that easy. Instead of thinking about defense and resistance, it was better to think about offense! To destroy the enemy's Gungnir in one fell swoop!
The metal churned in the flames, turning into a luminous liquid, then rapidly shrank and condensed, the still-warm metal sword radiating intense heat.
At that moment, Gungnir, the Spear of Destiny, also appeared before it.
He reached out and grabbed Gungnir with one hand, then swung his sword in one swift motion.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
It reached out and grabbed Gungnir's arm, starting to carbonize it directly. Although this Gungnir was not genuine, it still carried the effects of the genuine product: the Fate Weave that hits its target as soon as it's thrown, the power of death wrapped around the gun... Even a fake is still domineering!
"Crack!"
Norton casually tossed the severed branch onto the ground and, facing Odin who was riding his eight-legged winged horse and wielding a greatsword, swung the greatsword that had been chipped when he chopped Gungnir.
The two sides collided violently, and in the instant of the clash, the two swords were almost deeply embedded in each other, and the two swords almost broke at the same time!
Norton was sent flying backward. Among the twins of the Dragon King, he was not the one with the dominant power to begin with, not to mention that he had just emerged from his cocoon and was at his weakest point, second only to the two weak states of being in the egg and when he received the sacrifice.
This is exactly what Odin wanted to see. It was precisely because of his weakness that Odin had the opportunity to take action. If he had regained more power or had been freed from his cocoon for a while, Odin would probably have to make a more careful choice.
Whether it's a lose-lose situation or Norton has rearranged the eggs, it's unlikely that Norton's Dragonbone Cross will drop. At the very least, there will be a price to pay, and whether there will be any gains is still unknown.
"too weak!"
Norton's face was contorted with rage, but he wasn't saying the other party was weak; rather, he was saying he was weak.
……
The torrential rain poured down for an hour, and the drainage system of this coastal city was already overwhelmed. Even slightly low-lying areas were flooded, making it almost impossible for people to travel.
The heavy rain washed away the garbage and dust, flowing into the sea along the coast and relieving most of the pressure from the floodwaters, thus preventing the city from being completely submerged.
If this were an inland area without good drainage, the water would probably be up to a person's height.
"How about it?"
Angers, with a serious expression, communicated with the various responsible persons below him.
“Nothing.”
"not found."
"Nothing unusual."
"..."
The sounds came back from all the channels until a surprised voice said, "No, look at the sky!"
The sky? What happened in the sky?
Angers walked to the window, glanced at the view of the sky outside, and then his mouth dropped open in surprise.
The sky, which was originally as black as ink, began to show slivers of red through the gaps in the dark clouds...
It's as if those dark clouds are about to burst open, or perhaps they're holding molten lava inside? Are they finally about to burst?
The black city clusters appeared even more conspicuous under the faint red light than before.
The Nibelungen buildings, which had almost completely blended into the dark clouds, were now faintly glowing red, making their outlines more distinct.
Flamel immediately thought of a possibility: "Has a great war broken out in the Nibelungen?"
This idea is somewhat frightening. After all, Nibelungen belongs to Odin. If a great battle breaks out in Nibelungen, who else can they fight besides Odin?
But how many people could fight Odin? So it was the two dragon kings who clashed in Odin's Nibelungen?
"Lu Mingfei hasn't come back, has he?" Angers frowned deeply, feeling that the situation had changed beyond everyone's control.
……
In the pouring rain, a figure moved swiftly through the darkness.
Driving is not advisable under such heavy rain conditions, and some of the places he wants to go are inaccessible by car. It would be more convenient to drive directly.
This person is Chu Zihang. His gaze is gloomy, and his body radiates billowing heat, like a shrimp about to be steamed. If it weren't for the torrential rain, which was so heavy that it completely suppressed the heat, people might have been able to see the white mist rising from his body. His engine displacement might even be larger than that of a Nissan Sylphy.
He was looking for Old Tang, looking for the entrance to Odin Nibelungen.
The anomaly began when one of his men, the one who watched over Old Tang, reported to him, "Old Tang is missing!"
After finishing his regular overtime work, Lao Tang left the lab and went back to his dormitory to rest. In that short distance of just over a hundred meters, he suddenly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
The fact that he disappeared from the surveillance camera's view indicates that the surveillance camera was not within the Nibelungen area; it was Old Tang who voluntarily walked into the Nibelungen.
Then the door closed. No one could disappear from the world just by passing by like Old Tang. Even when Chu Zihang arrived at the scene immediately to try, he failed.
Ordinary people do not have the key to enter Nibelungen, and even if there is a door, they cannot get in.
Chu Zihang didn't know if he could get in, but he knew that if he didn't try, he might not even have a chance.
He stayed in Binhai and did not leave as Lu Mingfei had ordered, in order to wait for Odin.
He noticed the unusual red light in the sky. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. His first thought was, "How do we get to the sky?"
……
Norton really didn't want to use "Word of Power: Candle Dragon" because this Word of Power was incredibly energy-consuming. He had just emerged from his cocoon, and just one use would drain him dry, leaving him in an extremely weak state.