Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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The reason for this is precisely the armor worn by each soldier.

Compared to materialistic modern science, idealistic alchemy is easier to crack or counter, as all its technological foundations are based on elements.

Such as the solid earth and mountains, the liquid ocean and water, the gaseous sky and wind, the plasma bronze and fire, and the quantum spiritual element.

This is precisely why the vacuum created a bottleneck for the alchemical foundations of the dragon race, allowing humans to launch moon landings while the dragon race was constrained by the scarcity of elements in the vacuum and unable to escape the Earth's membrane.

History shows that even Herzog in his juvenile form and the ultimate dragon "Luminf" could not escape this constraint.

However, in turn, the dragon race's exploitation of the Earth itself can reach a level that human science has not yet achieved. They can control earthquakes by observing the movements within the Earth's crust and trigger violent tornadoes from the gentle breeze of a butterfly.

These meticulous behaviors are beyond the reach of current human science.

After all, even the most powerful big data cannot observe the flapping of wings of any single butterfly in the Amazon rainforest.

This creates a void in information collection.

This is not a problem in dragon alchemy. Even Jormungandr, who knows almost nothing about alchemy, can collect and process information by virtue of her innate authority.

Word magic and alchemy are the foundation of the dragon race. There is no superiority between the two. If we have to make an analogy, it is like the difference between engineering and science. One is more application-oriented, while the other is closer to theory.

Even if Jormungandr doesn't know much about alchemy, she can still do more by understanding Words of Power.

The combination of Wind King's Eye and Sovereign Flame can promote the generation of fire tornadoes, thus producing an effect far greater than one plus one. So what effect would the superposition of the "domains" of hundreds of thousands of people produce?

Looking at the dark yellow army on the battlefield, which faced the tornado without wavering and even retreated while fighting, Jormungandr nodded in satisfaction. This was the desired effect.

Word magic is an idealism, and the superposition of domains is even more of a subjective and arbitrary exercise.

It is precisely for this reason that when faced with a "disaster" comparable to the one before them, everyone was united in their hearts and minds, truly remaining as immovable as a mountain.

Jormungandr looked at Wang Anzhi and boasted, "Youxiong clan, this is the army I have built for you. Can you do it?"

Wang Anzhi shook his head, not wanting to refute. In terms of overall quality, his army was superior, but in terms of individual soldiers, Chi You's weapons and armor were actually better than his.

It is simply the opposite of Tiangang.

The rolling tornadoes created by the Wind God and Rain Master could not deter the Yellow Emperor's army. Instead, they gradually and orderly retreated back to their camp.

The bugle call to retreat sounded on the battlefield; everyone was nearing their limit.

The Yellow Emperor's army was at a disadvantage, but there was no complete collapse of formation. At most, the casualty ratio was not very good, but it was nothing serious.

"ended."

Wang Anzhi breathed a sigh of relief. He had just accumulated experience in the peasant uprising, so how did he end up participating in this high-level game involving mixed races?

However, this also made him understand something: why were two thousand Han Dynasty soldiers buried in the Bronze Palace of the King of Bronze and Fire?

According to the Kassel College, the annihilation of the Greenland group led them to a new understanding of the differences in warfare between hybrids and dragon kings.

The collective army was rendered ineffective under the absolute suppression of the Dragon King, so Kassel College abandoned its seventy-year-old militarized management and embarked on the path of pursuing "the one" (the savior).

This idea is now shattered in Wang Anzhi's mind.

The total number of people involved in the Greenland operation was only a small group of about a dozen people. Considering that the main location was underwater, the actual level of performance they could achieve was probably even lower.

This is insignificant in the context of war, not just in wars between mixed races, but even in wars on the scale of World War II.

This does not represent a failure of militarized management or the war capabilities of hybrid races.

This is precisely why Wang Anzhi had doubts about the fact that two thousand government soldiers were buried in the Bronze City.

Seeing the scene of this battle between hybrids, the superposition of words and the interaction of domains, he finally understood what a war between hybrids was all about.

The two thousand government troops buried in the Bronze City were not a pointless sacrifice; it was merely a "world war of antiquity" like what we are witnessing now.

Only a war of this caliber could cause the Bronze City, originally located on the ground, to sink to a depth of 200 meters underwater after the war.

Even a rough estimate shows that this battle created a 400-meter-deep crater, which was eventually filled by the Yangtze River.

It is easy to imagine that those two thousand government troops were definitely not just ordinary soldiers thrown onto the battlefield with ordinary swords, but rather the undisputed elite among mixed-race individuals.

In addition, considering the Dragon King's own bloodline suppression, which creates the so-called "King's Domain" unique to the Dragon King, ordinary hybrids simply cannot stand in front of the Dragon King. This means that this campaign against the Dragon King cannot involve the full force that is currently being used.

Those two thousand government troops must at least be able to unleash the power of words in front of Norton and Constantine.

Considering the difficulty of acquiring this ability, Wang Anzhi could roughly guess that the two thousand government troops, if ranked according to the bloodline rating of Kassel College, would only be "A" level.

This is an unimaginable level of "elite".

In addition, Wang Anzhi also thought of the battles fought by the Praetorian Guard led by Trijejus and the Knights Templar against Fenrir, the Dragon King, during his time as Valentine III.

He was not present at the scene of that war, nor was he aware of the entire process, so he did not understand the extent of the difficulties involved.

But looking at the war we're in now, the answer is obvious.

A well-organized and trained hybrid army can pose a threat to a dragon king in human form. It can be said without hesitation that a dragon king that is merely a juvenile and has not yet hatched into a dragon body would find it difficult to put up a head-on resistance in such a magnificent spectacle.

This is why Chi You, who possesses the Word of Judgment, which is far more powerful and refined than that of Uesugi Erii, is unable to dominate the battlefield and instead appears somewhat embarrassed.

However, this makes Kassel College's decision to abolish its militarized management and ban the use of "word magic" within the college seem inexplicable.

Yes, if we take into account "Lu Mingfei," the "ultimate figure in the world," then it is certainly possible to do so.

However, Wang Anzhi did not believe that Hilbert Jean Angers had any particular feelings or trust towards Lu Mingfei, his old friend's great-grandson.

Angers desires to exterminate all dragon kings, so even excluding "Lu Mingfei" as an exception, the devilish version of "Lu Mingze" would only be his target for elimination.

But ironically, he let it go unchecked.

This only deepened Wang Anzhi's confusion.

He decided to silently remember this incident and, once he actually entered Kassel College, to find out who had spearheaded this "demilitarization" of Kassel College after the failure of Operation Greenland in 2001.

Could it be that Kassel College has also caught the "happy education" trend?

Wang Anzhi couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Of course, the blame can also be placed on Odin and Pompeii.

At the same time, the dark yellow army on the plains retreated completely into the fortifications. In front of the army, which surged like a black tide, Chi You led the way, with the Wind God and Rain Master on either side of him.

However, Chi You did not choose to attack; instead, he also chose to withdraw his troops and return to camp.

"It is indeed over."

Jormungandr sighed, and the golden light in his eyes gradually dimmed, replaced by a pair of dark pupils.

Now, she resembled the junior sister who existed as "Xia Mi" in Wang Anzhi's memory even more.

She jumped off the golden throne and paced back and forth listlessly, looking as if lamenting that the war had lasted too short.

Looking at the dragon girl before him, Wang Anzhi couldn't help but sigh at how much time changes things. Jormungandr during the Black Emperor era seemed like a well-behaved girl, but now, as one of the four great monarchs, the Dragon King is like a warlike madman. And in the modern era, his junior sister has become an absolute sweet girl.

Time is a sharp blade; even an immortal dragon king will change in the blink of an eye.

He stopped the dragon maiden who was about to leave and asked her solemnly:

"Your Highness, I would like to ask, what is the 'Contending for the Emperor'?"

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"A struggle for the throne?"

A sly look appeared on the Dragon Girl's face, but her expression was one of complete indifference, as if she didn't find it hard to believe that the Youxiong clan, as the "protagonist" of this war, didn't understand that their ultimate goal was something unimaginable.

She stopped, looking troubled. The crimson pattern between her brows was slightly furrowed, revealing her deep sorrow. She spoke earnestly:

"Youxiong clan! Have you... forgotten everything?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Anzhi's heart tightened, and his back was almost soaked with cold sweat. He still couldn't figure out how he had inexplicably ended up here.

This is a completely different mindset from his past confidence.

When he knows nothing, it is wrong to say more or less, or to remain silent.

While Wang Anzhi remained silent, the Dragon Girl, without any impatience, looked with great interest at the person sitting on the golden throne who was not saying a word, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of amusement in her heart.

Is this the person she chose?

She turned to look at the plain. Chi You's army was retreating in an orderly fashion. As always, they maintained their advantage on the battlefield by virtue of their technological superiority in alchemy. However, just as in the past, they were also unable to make any further progress.

Battle reports can be deceiving, but the front lines cannot.

She looked down at the corpses on the battlefield, unattended.

Both armies are exhausted and neither is willing to risk exposing their weaknesses and allowing their fallen comrades to rest in peace.

This is usually something that has been corrected.

If she remembered correctly, Jormungandr recalled that the next cleanup of the battlefield was two days later.

Two days later...

Jormungandr revealed a hint of reminiscence, and his gaze toward Wang Anzhi became increasingly different.

Wang Anzhi sat on the golden throne, his head full of troubles, feeling just like the old man Huang from the distant, sacred Terra.

Looking at the increasingly interested expression on the dragon girl's face, he really didn't know what Jormungandr had figured out, and naturally he didn't understand what she wanted to know.

Just then, a faint hurricane seemed to pass through the sky, and the huge dragon shadow pierced through the clouds, stirring up a cloud of dust, before finally landing successfully on the mountaintop.

His final landing point was next to the dragon girl.

This is Fenrir, the other twin on the throne of the King of the Earth and Mountains, the one who, according to legend, bit off Odin's neck with his own hands.

This is the destiny that the Black Emperor Nidhogg has woven for his offspring.

The dragon's golden pupils were as big as a person's. Judging by its size alone, it would rank among the top in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" recipes. And in terms of its sense of oppression, it was second to none.

The enormous dragon wings folded to its sides, and the powerful dragon claws bared their fangs, but ultimately...

Scratched his head.

He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, his voice booming like thunder, his aura like a dragon snatching a princess, but his words came out as innocent as a child's.

"Sister, sister, didn't I look awesome just now?"

The dragon boasted of his recent "great achievement," even though his only function was to act as an unyielding sword of Damocles across the plains.

The dragon girl sighed, patted the dragon's head, and the dragon, instead of protesting, closed its eyes in apparent enjoyment, saying with a hint of grievance:

"Sister, what did I do wrong?"

Although he wasn't very smart, he could tell that his "sister" wasn't very happy, so he subtly lowered his voice again.