After the roar, the girl suddenly calmed down and continued speaking in a calm tone:
"I hate the sinful heroes and the arrogant gods. I will deny all their wishes. Well, I don't need your pity either. You can do whatever you want from now on, but I will definitely be resurrected again and take revenge again."
The wish of despair and the wish of hope are essentially the same thing. The desire is there but cannot be realized. It is just that different names are given to the positive and negative sides. There is no such thing as a wish that will necessarily go smoothly after making it. Whether it is good or bad, it will only bring misfortune.
Before the era faded away, on the battlefields of human beings themselves, we saw the tragic deaths of creatures without any dignity, and how ugly and despicable the creatures that were forced into desperate situations were. All of this was recorded, and humans should know it.
But even if he tried his best to explain, he would not be able to make this human in front of him understand the difference between the two. After all, killing or defeating the enemy that they considered to be "evil" was the price of glory for them.
But to her surprise, the quiet blue eyes were still slightly lowered, not only did they not waver, but they did not even show the slightest emotion, as if he did not care at all.
"So I told you, you've been working hard—"
The silver-haired young man looked at the red-haired girl with a nonchalant expression.
"So you are free, Typhon Ephmilos, and I make a promise to you that you will no longer fly free through the skies."
114: What Happened on Mount Etna
"you......"
For a moment, Typhon Ephmilos could not comprehend what the man was saying.
Before this, she had no wishes or things to pursue.
But... I am free? I... can go anywhere now?
Looking at the bright light that showed the seal left by the Greek gods on her body had been lifted, the red-haired girl felt as if the pain attached to her had disappeared.
Under the volcano filled with molten lava, it seemed like despair, like an unbreakable curse, and a heavy sense of sadness weighing on me.
Now it has disappeared.
"I can live my life the way I want... I am liberated, it's great!"
As the girl was so excited that she completely threw away her usual self and cheered, the blood-red magma continued to roll and flow like liquid flame, emitting a dazzling light, and even one of her usually dark eyes seemed to be shining.
She spread her arms and legs and floated lightly under the molten lava.
"I don't have to die! I can live forever and ever! It's really great!"
Although she didn't understand why this human would do this, it was good after all. However, even so, she would not agree to help him do anything. Generally speaking, this was done to make her do something. Whether it was a bad nature that was unbearable to watch or a so-called noble sentiment that was admired, she had seen it all...
“………are you gone?”
The red-haired girl came back to her senses from her joy and looked around, and found that the silver-haired human had left at some point, and she was the only one left here again. However, she would also leave the volcano that had sealed her for many years and go somewhere else to choose the life she wanted.
As for finding and killing the object of hatred, is that enough? Actually, revenge and hatred are not so light-hearted. They should be made to experience despair, for these humans they once loved...
However, having said that——
At first Typhon Ephromides wanted to deceive him and eat him.
The Dragon Girl was thinking about how to deceive this silly-looking human, make him express his wish to release the seal on himself, and then eat him in his despair. However, the human did not listen to her at all, and did this lightly and without hesitation.
Seeing that she lived only to avenge the hateful guys who killed and sealed her, this human just dismissed her with a nonchalant sentence "You've had a hard time" and then left.
Because this human acted so indifferent, the red-haired girl also felt that the matter was not important at all after hearing what he said, and in the blink of an eye she completely forgot about those guys whom she once hated so much.
Perhaps, she herself was not aware of it. Just like people cannot see their own expressions, the thoughts hidden deep in her heart may have been ignored by herself unintentionally. That kind of extremely cruel emotion that gathered fear, hatred, anger, and compulsion in one body was like a sword pointed at herself.
Rather than saying that was my expectation, it was the opposite.
As the destined dragon to kill gods, she was hated and shunned, sealed here from a distant era, swallowing up their anger, swallowing up their lamentations, swallowing up their hatred, throwing herself into the vortex of resentment. In this era, she should have eventually become a dragon of disaster that devoured all the humans once protected by the gods.
But all this was eliminated by the man's words, although it is not known whether this is a good thing or a bad thing for Taizulong Typhon.
The red-haired girl stretched out casually at the bottom of the gradually calming lava lake, looking up at the constantly rolling lava.
I had long forgotten the way I was taught to pray to Chaos or something when I was born, but I still could not forget the sight of those humans lying on the ground crying when the gods who betrayed Chaos were driven away by her.
"Those humans will die sooner or later. Why should we say we like the dead?"
At that time, I didn't care about the ridicule. After all, humans only had a few more years to live, so I gave up struggling...
In fact, it is not that difficult to deal with the pure-blooded dragon species born from the Mecha God. The so-called Age of Gods does not exist because of humans. In the age of gods, the world and the powerful fantasy species will never specially favor such a tiny existence as humans.
Now that I think about it, I didn’t realize at all that kind of cold-blooded attitude.
The words that countless people had said to the girl in the past flashed through her mind. She could no longer remember who said them. Some were said in person, some were said through the gods, some were said deliberately so that she could hear them, and some were mixed in with the words of faith. She had heard them over and over again.
monster.
The girl thought to herself - that's true.
Because she has no goal at all. She comes simply to kill the gods, and will trample on everything that stands in her way.
In fact, there is nothing I want to do, no place I want to go, and I don’t even know what I want to be. Although I am truly free, after losing my hatred, my whole body is filled with a sense of emptiness that I can’t even vaguely imagine.
Moreover, she also knew that the current world had become a human world and the gods had left. Although she was free, she had nowhere to go and could only stay in this sealed volcano.
Typhon Ephromides is a monster that tramples on life. What happened in the past cannot be changed, and what happened now cannot be changed.
"...Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, I have something else to do."
At this moment, the girl suddenly remembered the nonchalant expression of the human being, and remembered that she almost forgot to eat that person, so she immediately stood up and walked quickly towards the outside of the volcano.
As dusk faded, the clear blue color of the past was gone, and the golden dusk once again turned into a dim, cold blue night sky, as if reflecting the celestial bodies, with no end in sight, reflecting the blue color of the earth from the sky -
This was the world that Typhon saw again after thousands of years. It was quiet and full of beautiful scenery.
This natural beauty caught the girl's eyes.
“…That…human…”
The girl couldn't help but let out a faint cry.
The red-haired girl seemed to have no idea what to say, but still wanted to convey something so she spoke, and her tone sounded so clumsy.
"...that...you..."
She wasn't being particularly cunning, at least that's what she thought.
"I forgot to eat you."
115: The Age of Chaos
The misty drizzle, which was so thick that it was hard to see clearly, kept falling silently from the gray sky. The silver-haired young man's body was covered with tiny silver water droplets, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Somewhere along the Rhine, Avia quietly looked down at the flowing Rhine.
It had been a month since he left Mount Etna, and the rebellion "Baguatta Movement" that had caused a great disturbance in the Western Roman Empire did not show any signs of decline in the face of the most elite Roman Guards, but instead held out...
This was somewhat unexpected to him. He could only say that the magicians, Dead Apostles and Germans who worked behind the scenes had made great efforts. However, according to the church's past habits, such indifference also made people feel a little weird.
"This must be the Rhine River. I can feel the breath of the Dragon Factor that I left here!"
As Avia looked down quietly, a voice suddenly came into his mind. The owner of this voice was the Greek founder Typhon Efmilos.
Ever since that day, the red-haired girl has been following the silver-haired young man on her own. Whenever he asks her why, the girl will answer, "I haven't eaten you yet." She has been replying with this message for a long time, and it has been like this for a long time.
It seemed that Typhon was not used to being in human form, and he walked like a child who had just learned to walk, but she would not say such an embarrassing thing, so Avia found an opportunity to point out that she lacked defensive equipment, and she might encounter an accident that day.
Then the red-haired girl transformed into a dragon machine in a triumphant mood, and then transformed into a suit of armor, and mercifully let Avia put it on.
Armor of Ashes - this was the name Typhon gave himself. Its essence was to arm Mount Etna with its concept reversed, to reverse the seal, so that the dragon's power was limited to human form, as a normal device to control power. In other words, if you want to break this shell, you need to have enough power to destroy Mount Etna.
The surface of the armor is often covered with lava-like red stripes, and the part of the armor that exposes the face, from a modern perspective, is more like a mixture of FF's Dragon Knight and Dark Knight than a Kamen Rider, or in other words, the third stage of the Clone Warrior, the Flame Knight.
However, due to Typhon's thoughts, it will not be shown at ordinary times, but the effect is always there.
"Well, this is where I got the Rheingold after Siegfried and I killed Fafner a few years ago."
Avia said, pointing to the Rhine River below.
"That gold attached to your soul... doesn't seem to be something from this world. It looks like something from another planet..."
"Who knows? It's not important."
"Oh, that's right. This matter is not very important. I just mentioned it casually..."
Perhaps his topic had no effect, Typhon sent another message to the young man's mind, wanting to say more.
"Speaking of which, I sensed a mixed breath of dragon and bull species in my fragments, right in Gaul you mentioned."
".....I see."
Avia paused for a few seconds before answering calmly.
Typhon's casual words made him understand why the "Bagoda Movement" was able to maintain a stalemate with the Western Roman Empire.
One of the three magicians of the Age of Gods who had conspired with Ptolemy in the past, the magician of the Age of Gods from the Wandering Sea, Giz who was in charge of the Holy Coffin of the "Gate of Preservation", took action.
The three major magic associations, the seven world-destroying armed forces of the Atlas Academy, the remains of Albion that the Clock Tower should have originally possessed, and the hidden divine principles of the Wandering Sea, the three are benchmarks.
There are five hidden divine principles held by the Wandering Sea, which are managed by magicians with five gates. Among them, the ability of Giz's "Gate of Preservation" is to allow the living god, the predecessor of the Greek god of wine, and the prince of the underworld, Zagreus, to exist in the current world as a contract object.
For some reason, now Gize has Zagreus, who swallowed the fragment of Typhon, assisting the 'Bagunda Movement' in Gaul, and the mixed breath of dragon and bull, if nothing unexpected happens, is probably the divine body of Kunitsu God and Okuninushi God of Japan, which should be brought by the magician of the Mountain Court who conspired with them... Speaking of which, this magician of the Mountain Court seems to have the fragments of Sun Wukong.
In the world of Type-Moon, the struggle between the so-called dragon race and the bull race has continued since the Age of Gods.
In ancient Babylonia, the heroic king Gilgamesh and his friend Enkidu did their best to kill Gugalana, the bull of heaven, and thus established their kingship.
In Greece, the main god Zeus himself has the attributes of a bull, and there are anecdotes that he turned into a bull. The dragon that fought with him was the great dragon Typhon.
As for Egypt, there is an unexpected connection between Greek gods and Egyptian gods, because there is a legend that the Greek gods fled to Egypt because they were afraid of Typhon....
Benjamin and Typhon had the same vision, but he became the god of snake removal. During the voyage of the sun god Ra, he was the water god who protected the main god from the giant snake Apep. Later, he killed his brother Osiris and competed with Osiris' son Horus for the throne, but was eventually defeated by the god of war Set.
On the mainland, there was also a battle between Chiyou, a cow-like being, and Yinglong, a dragon-like being.
In Japan, subtle changes have occurred. The most famous giant snake in Japan, Yamata-no-Orochi, is sometimes regarded as the same being as Okuninushi, who is regarded as a rotten rope. The leader of the Kunitsu gods, Okuninushi, is the main god of war and has the same origin as the bull-like Chiyou.
In short, the leader of Kunitsu, Okuninushi, who was defeated by the God King of Tianjin, Amaterasu, is a hybrid god of the dragon and bull species, which is extremely rare in the world.
It must be said that Avia felt that the current situation was quite chaotic. The Huns he led had not yet unified, but these magicians of the Age of Gods had already started to cause trouble without following the original plan...
After all, the underwater body of Osiris, which was one of the plans of this group of people, was destroyed by him in the first century AD, so it is normal for them to make new plans in the past few hundred years.
If the Dead Apostles behind the "Bagunda Movement" were instructed by the current leader of the Dead Apostles, Lord White Wing, then it would be even more confusing, because in this case, the 14th ancestor, the Financial Demon Lord Van Feim, would most likely abandon his hostility towards Lord White Wing and cooperate with him for the sake of the continuation of the Dead Apostles...
This financial devil is a friend of the Magic Marshal, and they are also friends of Messara Eskides in Monaco. This Messara is the ancestor of Flat, the disciple of the Second Emperor, and the magician who created the new human being Tia.
"Human, what's wrong with you? Why haven't you spoken for a long time?"
"Oh, nothing, just a little surprised--"
As the two were talking, the sky was still quietly raining fog. The silver-haired young man stared at the mountain in front of him. On the other side of the slightly trembling drizzle, the dark world stretched endlessly, and not a single person could be seen from here.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice came from the rainy forest.
"Is that Avia? Long time no see."
".....Well, long time no see, Siegfried."
116: Kraken
"Originally, I was planning to go to Gaul to help the Western Roman Empire and the Holy Church suppress the 'Bagoda Movement'."
Siegfried was talking to Avia, whom he hadn't seen for several years. The young man just listened quietly, without frowning or showing any surprise.
After several years, seasons changed, the sun and moon rotated, but the feeling he had towards Avia at the time of parting still remained. He was always worried whether the young Hungarian holding the Rhine Gold would fall into misfortune.
However, in the past few years, the silver-haired man has accumulated more achievements as the "dragon-slaying hero".
He didn't know when, but he had become a well-known figure in this area. Although he had always explained that he was not the only one who slayed the dragon, and he was not the one who contributed the most, the man's fame was so unstoppable and invincible.
In a blink of an eye, he gained great respect from people.
