Chapter 232 The dragon Fafnir and the peach pickers (please subscribe)

Zyglina was wearing loose and shabby clothes, dusty and dusty, but even so, the girl's appearance was still peerless, as bright and dazzling as the sun in the sky.

The young man swallowed dryly.

fell into a momentary sluggishness.

"My sister is asking you something, little one!" Bai Lang sneezed impatiently.

Only then did the young man wake up, with a shy smile on his face, and reached out to scratch his thick hair.

"My name is Sigurd, I am the son of Sigmund and a descendant of the Nibelungen family." The young man said: "My companions and I came to the Niggata Wasteland to kill the people living in the wasteland.

The evil dragon Fafnir."

"Nigta was not like this when my father was little."

"The water and grass here are luxuriant, and there are flocks of cattle and sheep. It is one of the few fertile lands in Niflheim, but the arrival of the dragon changed everything."

"whee."

White Wolf sneered with malice on his face: "How can you, the weak mortals, defeat the powerful dragon?"

Sigurd was not angry. He said seriously: "But if we don't resist just because we can't do it, our spines will be broken."

The young man stared at Ziglina, his eyes shining.

"I have heard of your name. Troubadours say that you are the son of a god."

"I originally thought those were just exaggerated rumors, but when I actually saw you, I realized that you are far more beautiful, powerful, and wise than what was described in the poem..."

"I hope you can join us, slay the evil dragon, and free the tortured people living in this wasteland."

The young man looked at Zyglina.

Zyglina's bright eyes also reflected the young man's figure.

Perhaps it was Sigurd and White Wolf's last words that moved Zyglina. After a brief thought, Zyglina nodded: "I promise to join you."

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The arrival of Zyglina caused a sensation among Sigurd's small team.

Every man or woman in the team was shocked by the astonishing beauty displayed by Ziegelina.

They were doing repairs in the towns.

And through this time, we got to know each other well.

Wait until the next day.

When the sky was just getting dark, more than thirty people gathered at the exit of the town and headed deep into the wilderness.

In the morning, the weather was pretty good.

Although the sky is a little gray, there is a faint fragrance of earth suspended in the humid air, and various unknown weeds and wildflowers grow on the humid land.

But as the team moves deeper into the wilderness.

Soon, the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate and lifeless.

The scent of wet earth disappeared, replaced by a pungent smell of miasma.

If an ordinary person inhales this miasma for a long time, it will not take long for the respiratory tract to become infected and bleed, and the head will become dizzy, until he completely loses consciousness.

Those monotonous weeds and wild flowers are gradually turning yellow.

Until the end.

There was no living thing in the field of vision, only a few blackened dead trees could be seen occasionally.

On the dead trees, the dark branches showed their teeth and claws, like ferocious monsters in the miasma.

Although the environment in the Nigta Wasteland is harsh.

But Zyglina is a god with amazing talents, and these poisonous miasmas have little impact on her.

Sigurd and others have also been preparing for this matter for a long time. Some of them used magic props, special masks, or had special physiques.

In case of near miss.

After several days of running, they finally arrived at the central area of ​​the wasteland.

There is a huge mountain there, stretching into a vast area and looking quite majestic.

With the help of the dim sunlight filtered by the miasma.

You could vaguely see an abandoned and collapsed castle on the high mountain. The gate of the castle seemed to have been knocked open by a huge force, and the city walls and mountains also collapsed on a large scale.

There are still traces of fire burning in the buildings inside the castle.

"There used to be a grassland kingdom called Ugenji here, and hundreds of thousands of people lived in this castle and the nearby grasslands."

Sigurd came to Zyglina's side, pointed at the ruins of the ruined castle in front of him and said: "But with the arrival of the dragon Fafnir, the king, queen and all the people died in the monster's attack.

In the poisonous mist and flames.”

As Sigurd's voice sounded.

Among the crowd, some people had angry expressions on their faces.

The exposed eyes also appeared slightly red due to emotion.

"Um."

Ziglina nodded with a serious face.

She knew that some of the people in this team came from this lost ancient kingdom.

Their relatives, friends, and everything were brutally destroyed by the dragon. There was a bloody feud with the dragon Fafnir.

"There's something wrong with these people..."

After watching Sigurd leave.

White Wolf lowered his head and whispered to Zigriner.

"The desires in their hearts seem to be amplified, greed, Slaanesh, hatred...these desires have begun to affect their minds."

"It is the power of the Nibelung Ring that is at work." Ziegeliner replied in a low voice as well.

Although no trace of the dragon has been found yet.

But Ziglina had already entered a fighting state, and the muscles on his slender body were tense.

With the breathing, it moves rhythmically, just like the rising and falling tides on the sea.

"Hiss..."

There was an extremely low frequency sound in Zyglina's ears, which was almost impossible for human ears to hear.

That was the big snake Jormgard secretly communicating with them.

With the passage of more than a year, the size of the big snake has become larger and larger. If it appears arrogantly, it can easily cause large-scale panic in human society.

The big snake is always lurking in the dark.

Now that they have entered the castle, they seem to have discovered something that makes them stay vigilant.

After a short period of repair.

The team sets out again.

Everyone was as vigilant as possible. After passing through the broken gate, the interior scenery of the castle was finally revealed to people.

The dilapidated streets made a whining sound as the air blew by.

Some ashes were picked up, flew into the air, and then fell to the ground.

Among the abandoned houses on both sides of the street, the doors are open, and the darkness inside is rolling like a substance, as if a terrifying monster that chooses people to eat may emerge at any time.

pity…

Until you walk all the way inside the castle.

Nothing happened, and the mood of the people in the team gradually relaxed.

But Ziglina's brows became more and more frowned. She followed the white wolf, the Volsung sword in her hand had been slightly unsheathed, and a cold light like water flowed on the blade.

Ziglina warned Sigurd to be vigilant.

Although Sigurd nodded seriously, he didn't listen at all.

The expression on his face has obviously changed, from being wary at the beginning to being greedy for gold and treasures.

Although this castle has been abandoned for many years, some of the decorations inside are still well preserved. The hangings, murals, and chandeliers seem to be made of gold, shining with a faint light.

Everyone's attention is attracted by these treasures.

Only Zyglina and White Wolf can feel the malice hidden in this abandoned palace.

The further you go, the deeper you go.

The decoration in the room becomes more and more prosperous.
To be continued...