Chapter 373: The Immortal of Western Mythology

At best, they are a group of emotionless puppets, knowing only destruction, serving as guards to protect this realm.

Once anyone enters this realm, they will inevitably be attacked; after all, these things know nothing of human warmth or strength hierarchies—only slaughter fills their eyes.

Panic swept over many people's hearts.

They were afraid—afraid of what would happen if these bred "Death Beasts" broke out.

This Ancient Babylonian mythological realm is too close to Earth; the Death Beasts know only destruction. If they sensed Earth, wouldn't they rush out to annihilate it?

Gods, demons, immortals, and devils alike were all horrified.

Logically speaking, the probability of a corpse nurturing new life and new intelligence is very low.

Now this situation has been broken. On this Ancient Babylonian mythological realm, there are too many "Death Beasts"—too many to count at a glance.

Not only are there "Death Beasts," there are also deities!

At the outer edge of the very center of this realm, there are several thousand divine cavalry.

They ride powerful "Death Beasts," their armor tattered, their entire bodies shrouded in death energy, like the underworld's ghostly soldiers, the netherworld's ghost generals. Their broken divine halberds point to the sky, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, carrying an aura of destruction and murderous intent.

Each of them radiates overwhelming death energy, terrifyingly strong.

Though their garments are tattered, one can still discern their style, identical to the Ancient Babylonian attire recorded in historical accounts.

Just as the world expected.

These soldiers riding "Death Beasts" are deities of the Ancient Babylonian mythology!

They died in battle here, and now have become the "Death Deities" of this realm.

Meanwhile.

A blood-colored Dahu seemingly formed from the blood of gods and demons, and a terrifying primeval fierce beast appeared.

The moment this primeval fierce beast appeared, the surrounding "Death Beasts" all scattered, making this place a forbidden zone that no "Death Beast" could approach.

The next moment.

The gathered immortals, gods, and demons all shuddered, their hair standing on end.

They had not seen wrong.

The primeval fierce beast and the Ancient Babylonian deities were looking at them!

Pairs of eyes containing not a shred of emotion, only the desire for destruction, stared fixedly at the gathered gods, demons, immortals, and devils.

Then, the primeval fierce beast struck first. A pile of blood-stained, brilliantly colorful wings flapped, soaring into the sky, its entire body glowing, like black flames burning. Its wings were dazzlingly gorgeous, radiating death energy.

Even the powerful distant Ancient Babylonian mythological deities had their figures pause.

"Dragon!!"

"Heavens! That's a dragon!"

This primeval fierce beast burst out of the blood-colored Dahu, revealing its full form.

At first, when people saw its head, they weren't certain; now they could be certain—this was a dragon from Western mythology!

The Western giant dragon charged straight at a god-demon who was closest to the Ancient Babylonian realm.

Feeling that overwhelming aura, the god-demon was oppressed to the point of suffocation. The opponent was not an existence he could contend with, so he desperately retreated.

But the opponent was too terrifying. Even though it had become a fierce beast with no emotions, knowing only destruction, and even though its strength was inferior to when alive, a distance of ten thousand miles was still but a blink to it.

"No... want?"

The god-demon was terrified, his face ashen, desperately making a final struggle. He suddenly sensed the giant dragon right before him, already opening its bloody maw, and unleashed his divine ability.

The result was that nothing happened to him at all.

He only saw the giant dragon open its mouth and spit out another divine ability, and then a miraculous scene occurred.

The Ancient Babylonian realm seemed to be surrounded by an invisible, transparent great light barrier. The giant dragon's divine ability struck the barrier, unable to harm the god-demon standing outside the Ancient Babylonian realm.

Golden ripples rippled; the light barrier blocked the giant dragon's divine ability.

The giant dragon tried to charge out of the Ancient Babylonian realm but was also blocked by the barrier, unable to advance a single step, roaring and howling at the sky repeatedly.

This scene.

Everyone in the world saw it, and couldn't help but relax.

It seemed something was suppressing the Ancient Babylonian realm, preventing the horrors within from breaking out—even the death energy was blocked.

With this, there was no need to worry about the horrors within the Ancient Babylonian realm breaking out and harming Earth, as well as the Yongxing Realm, the Void Demon Realm, and other alternate realms connected to Earth.

"Ancient Babylonian mythology doesn't seem to have dragons, does it?"

Director Saito was puzzled.

That giant dragon was clearly a giant dragon from Western mythology.

But according to Ancient Babylonian mythological records, its mythological system did not have creatures like dragons.

"This is not a creature from Ancient Babylonian mythology, but a creature from another mythology."

Professor Zhongtian stated bluntly.

Director Saito and the others looked over with inquiring expressions, while already having a vague guess in their hearts.

In distant eras, Ancient Babylonian mythology was besieged by various major mythologies. This giant dragon was likely a creature from one of those major mythologies that participated in the siege, perishing in this Ancient Babylonian realm during the battle.

Which mythology did this giant dragon belong to?

For a time, countless people were curious. After all, many mythologies have dragons, and like the dragons of Huaguo mythology, those called dragons are powerful creature species.

As long as it's a pure-blooded giant dragon, there are no weak ones.

The black giant dragon before them was also immensely powerful. Even though it was already dead and had given birth to new life, it was still absurdly strong.

Its realm when alive was probably absolutely not low; it might have even been an immortal existence.

How could a Western dragon suspected to be at the immortal level when alive not pique curiosity about its identity? It must not have been some obscure nobody.

It surely had a fearsome reputation in mythology.

"Which dragon would it be? Is it the dragon that fought Beowulf in Celtic mythology, or the red dragon on the Welsh flag recorded in the King Arthur legends of Celtic mythology?"

Someone wondered, recalling that Celtic mythology featured dragon-like creatures.

The people beside him held different opinions.

"It isn't necessarily Celtic mythology—I remember Slavic mythology has dragons too."

At this moment.

Tokyo, Japan.

Director Saito and the others looked at Professor Zhongtian with questioning eyes; Professor Zhongtian adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting the colossal dragon in the ancient Babylonian heavens, and said calmly:

"This dragon is likely Nidhogg, the venomous dragon of Norse mythology."

"Nidhogg? Which Nidhogg are you referring to?" Professor Beishan asked uncertainly.

Sensing that Professor Beishan knew of Nidhogg but wasn't sure if it was the same one he knew, Professor Zhongtian replied:

"There is only one Nidhogg in Norse mythology."

Hearing this, Professor Beishan exclaimed: "So it's that venomous dragon, Nidhogg."

Then Professor Beishan explained to everyone:

"Nidhogg—you may not be familiar with it, but you should know the World Tree, the tree that supports the world of Norse mythology, upon which the Nine Great Realms of Norse mythology grow.

Nidhogg is the black dragon that gnaws at the roots of the World Tree, symbolizing despair.

It is one of the most representative monsters in Norse mythology.

In ancient Norse poetry, it is called 'DreadBiter.'

As is well known, the World Tree is the foundation upon which the Nine Great Realms of Norse mythology grow.

Therefore, if the World Tree is gnawed through, it may wither and die, bringing about catastrophic destruction of the world.

Without exaggeration, Nidhogg is a dangerous entity in Norse mythology, threatening its very survival.

This danger should be eliminated, yet the Norse gods are powerless against it; they can only feed Nidhogg daily with the souls of sinners from the Netherworld, offered by Hel, the Queen of the Netherworld.

This slows the gnawing of the World Tree.

Just this fact alone proves Nidhogg's immense power."

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