Dragon Raja: History Simulator

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Jormungandr's tone grew increasingly urgent, eventually sounding desolate: "Is it because I will forget everything afterward that you won't, and disdain to, tell me?"

“No,” Wang Anzhi replied, looking at the Dragon Girl’s desolate appearance. “It’s just that I don’t know how to explain it to you.”

"Then don't bother explaining. Leave the explanation to your Jormungandr."

Jormungandr suddenly spoke like this, looking at him intently, her brows furrowing with unease and instead appearing calm. She said softly:

"Remember to think carefully about how you're going to explain this to her."

Wang Anzhi leaned against the cold throne, the bronze sword in his hand equally icy cold, and he did not respond to the conversation.

Jormungandr herself didn't seem to care much anymore. A smile appeared on her lips, and she reverted to her playful demeanor from not long ago. Looking at the man sitting on the throne, she teased:

"What, you're not going to miss the taste you just experienced?"

Wang Anzhi choked, shook his head, and remained silent.

He didn't know how to face this illusory yet real "Jormungandr" before him; their time to part ways would eventually come.

Perhaps he can preserve this piece of "history"?

Wang Anzhi vaguely revealed this idea in his heart: according to Jormungandr, he had already inherited the authority over "history" from the White Emperor Yggdrasil.

However, Wang Anzhi was very clear that he had not yet achieved this at this time. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar swords and knives of the Yellow Emperor in the empty hall in front of him, he knew in his heart that when he truly began the life of the Yellow Emperor, it might be the time when he inherited that authority over "history".

As for now, it's still too early.

Jormungandr looked at him without saying a word, feeling somewhat unwilling. She had made such a "sacrifice," but the person in front of her remained unmoved, which made her, the Dragon King, feel very embarrassed.

She shook her head, recalling the look of surprise that had flashed in Wang Anzhi's eyes when the Heavenly Maiden Ba entered the main hall, so she asked with a smile:

"Youxiong clan, in your world, you probably still have a very deep connection with the Heavenly Maiden Ba, right?"

"Your Highness, how did you come to that conclusion?" Wang Anzhi countered. "Do you think she can live on forever, like a dragon?"

Immortality is probably an immense temptation for everyone, and it's likely that no one can resist the desire to achieve it.

Many emperors, wise and brilliant throughout their lives, began to seek immortality and Taoist practices in their later years. If even enlightened rulers did this, then mediocre rulers were even more likely to do so.

Even the Yellow Emperor himself left behind the ending of riding a dragon to ascend to heaven, leaving only a cenotaph for posterity.

As for the Heavenly Maiden Ba, he thought of Yin Lihua and Nuwa, and vaguely felt that she might really be able to live into the future like the dragons, but Nuwa's snake tail puzzled him.

This is a characteristic that neither Tiannvba nor Yin Lihua possessed, and Yin Lihua clearly had her own father and mother. It's impossible for her to be "reincarnated" like Lu Mingfei, right?

He first mocked himself, then suddenly woke up with a start.

This is not impossible.

Jormungandr pointed out the window, where the east was located, and at the same time, the south.

"Youxiong clan, do you remember that war from before? It just so happens that it wasn't too far from Zhuolu."

"You mean the Battle of Banquan?" Wang Anzhi immediately thought of this war between Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang. This war was far less well-known than the Battle of Zhuolu, but in some ways, its significance far surpassed that of the Battle of Zhuolu.

The outcome of the Battle of Banquan determined the future ownership of the entire Kyushu, while the Battle of Zhuolu was merely the final act in the process of suppressing the rebellion.

“Yes, it is this war,” Jormungandr said calmly.

She calmly said, "Emperor Yan was a descendant of Shennong. The Grand Historian recorded that during the time of Xuanyuan, the Shennong clan declined. The feudal lords invaded and attacked each other, tyrannizing the people, and Shennong was unable to subdue them. So Xuanyuan learned to use weapons to subdue those who did not pay tribute, and all the feudal lords came to pay tribute."

As she spoke, she laughed: "A person from three thousand years in the future knows the events of three thousand years ago like the back of his hand, as if they were happening right before his eyes."

Wang Anzhi remained calm: "It's just one person's opinion."

It is very difficult to speculate on history, and it is even more difficult to know the "truth" of history, because every person who records history has their own perspective, and their perspective is not the same as history itself.

Sima Qian was very fair, but when describing Qin Shi Huang, he gave two completely different answers in the Annals of the First Emperor and the Biography of Lü Buwei. One accounted that Qin Shi Huang was Lü Buwei's son, while the other accounted that he was not.

In addition, this was even more evident in his description of the Sand Dune Incident, where every word and action of Li Si and Zhao Gao came to life in his writing.

To some extent, this is the tone of a novelist rather than the integrity of a historian.

“That is indeed just one opinion,” Jormungandr agreed, but then she sighed again: “Shennong was the last elder of the dragon race.”

"Elder?" Wang Anzhi wanted to ask something more, but the Dragon Girl interrupted him:

"It's just as you think. The so-called Three Sovereigns, Suiren, Youchao, and Shennong, are actually no different from the names of the earth and mountains, the sky and the wind."

They are the elders of the dragon clan, the same people you remember.

"I've never actually met them."

After a moment of silence, Wang Anzhi suddenly said that he had only seen the elders once from afar at the execution ground when the Black Emperor executed the little devil Ymir and Frey, the king of the sea and water, but in fact, he was quite unfamiliar with these elders.

“You will get to know them eventually,” Jormungandr said somewhat nonchalantly. “You hold the authority of your sister Yggdrasil, and those elders were once your sister’s subordinates. The White Emperor’s authority as High Priest is also built upon the community of elders.”

Seeing that Jormungandr didn't want to discuss the White Emperor further, Wang Anzhi changed the subject, saying:

“I don’t understand why they died. To be honest, these six elders must have held a position in the dragon race that was no less than that of you four monarchs.”

"Of course, they were the monarchs of the old era. During the time of the White Emperor, these elders held the power that we four monarchs now wield."

As he spoke, Jormungandr's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Moreover, to be honest, they were much more powerful than the four of us back then. Look at their titles: Heavenly Emperor, Earthly Emperor, Tai Emperor, Cangli Clan, Yuejian Clan, Nine-Headed Clan. They were much bolder and more powerful than the four of us."

Hearing this familiar address, Wang Anzhi's lips twitched even more, and he asked:

"The first three clans, Suiren, Youchao, and Shennong, possessed 'power,' while the last three, Cangli, Yuejian, and Jiutou, possessed 'authority'?"

The Dragon Girl shook her head. "Don't project your ideas and understanding of the Four Sovereigns onto the Elder Council. When the Elder Council was created, the Black Emperor had not yet clearly defined the division of power."

Even when dividing authority, it almost always goes wrong when dealing with the sky and the wind.

The elders' authority and power were almost entirely divided equally.

At this point, the Dragon Girl couldn't help but reveal a mischievous smile. "Of course, my father eventually realized his mistake, so much so that the 'Ice Sea Copper Pillar' only records the process of him creating and killing the White Emperor, without mentioning the important role of the Elders in this process."

"What did the elders do?" Wang Anzhi asked again.

"How do you think your sister became a supreme being comparable to the Black Emperor?"

The dragon girl looked at his silent expression, then suddenly looked as if she had just realized something. "Oh, she devoured your authority before you were even born and wrapped your soul in her spirit."

In this way, the White Emperor can still be considered the Black Emperor's daughter, but you are now completely unrelated to the Black Emperor.

"So, this isn't the reason she became the Supreme?" Wang Anzhi wondered.

At that moment, Jormungandr raised a finger to his lips and said, “This is simply why the White Emperor became the leader of the Elder Council and the High Priest.”

She looked at the painting of mountains and trees on the front and the sun, moon and stars on the back of the scroll in front of Wang Anzhi, and made no attempt to hide her sarcasm.

"The Elder Council has disliked the Black Emperor for a long time. They feel that although Nidhogg created them and all the dragons, he was too tyrannical and suppressed all the dragons equally."

At this point, the Dragon Girl sighed.

Wang Anzhi knew why Jormungandr sighed; just as Russians needed a “benevolent father,” the dragon race also needed a tyrant.

Even after the four monarchs killed the Black Emperor, and although the Dragon Clan's Scripture of Words began to collapse and Alchemy needed to be rebuilt, they still held an overwhelming advantage over other races.

But what was the result? The dragon race was nearly wiped out, with only the four monarchs and a handful of their own remaining members surviving.

Such a tragic ending is enough to demonstrate the necessity of the Black Emperor as a "tyrant".

Of course, this is irrelevant to the four monarchs.

After all, the hybrids took up the mantle of the dragons and continued to move forward.

Throughout this process, the four monarchs still hold the highest ruling position, as do the "dark monarchs" such as Odin in modern regimes, and the monarchs in history.

This demonstrates the unparalleled wisdom of Empress Dowager Cixi of the Qing Dynasty: "I would rather give to friendly nations than to my own slaves."

The dragon race perished; they became an outcast.

However, the four monarchs at the top of the pyramid still hold high positions.

Before Wang Anzhi could even sigh, Jormungandr continued:

"The Elders anticipated a rebellion, anticipated the death of the Black Emperor, but knowing his power, they chose to strip themselves of all authority and give it to your sister Yggdrasil."

Coincidentally, Yggdrasil was equally ambitious. While the other elders feared the Black Emperor's power, she was eager to try her luck.

And it was precisely because of this that she smoothly inherited the authority of all the elders, becoming their third, and perhaps only, supreme being who achieved this through acquired means.

At this point, Jormungandr couldn't help but complain, waving her right hand with great resentment.

“The elders of that generation were indeed more decisive than our generation. If Odin and Norton were willing to relinquish their authority and acknowledge me as the new supreme ruler, then the dragon race would not be in this state.”

Seeing the Dragon Girl's sighing expression, Wang Anzhi silently speculated that if there really was a timeline where the four monarchs were willing to support Teacher Daye to become the new supreme ruler, then the extinction of the Dragon Clan might have come sooner.

No, he may have misjudged the destructive power of Teacher Da Ye. If that day ever comes, given Teacher Da Ye's magnanimity and lack of understanding of human nature, I'm afraid none of the four monarchs will survive, and the dragon race will not have any chance to slumber and survive the disaster.

After remarking, Jormungandr continued, "In the war between the Black Emperor and the White Emperor, none of the elders chose to participate."

As the elders had predicted, the White Emperor was defeated and imprisoned on the icy sea, while the elders survived. They remained there until the four monarchs launched a new rebellion, effectively imprisoned there.

It was precisely because of the White Emperor's war that the elders completely lost the support of all the dragons. In the ensuing chaos after the Black Emperor's death, few dragons were willing to pledge allegiance to the elders they knew; they preferred to serve us, these unfamiliar rulers.

Wang Anzhi glanced at the spirited dragon girl and muttered to himself: "However, the result is that you four monarchs are indeed not as good at protecting yourselves as the previous generation of elders. Almost all the dragons who followed you were wiped out."

Naturally, Wang Anzhi thought of the outcome in later generations. Even Odin, the clear victor among the four monarchs and the king of the sky and wind, no longer had loyal dragon servants by his side.

It is evident that after abandoning the elders, the dragon race quickly abandoned the four monarchs as well.

Of course, one could also say that the four monarchs abandoned the dragon race.

This is the true meaning of "the outcasts" that Norton spoke of. The four monarchs abandoned the Black Emperor, and as a result, they were abandoned by the dragons.

Compared to the hybrids, the four monarchs are truly neither dragons nor humans; they are the true "abandoned race."

The Dragon Girl remained impassioned, unaware of Wang Anzhi's inner turmoil.

"Next, the throne is in the west, the battlefield is in the east, and wave after wave of dragons, led by our four monarchs, launch eastward expeditions, seeking to conquer this last piece of land..."

Chapter 162 Descendants of Shennong

"The throne is in the west, the battlefield is in the east, and the monarchs of foreign tribes call themselves emperors of the world, and will not allow any place in this world that is not under their jurisdiction."

They conquered the West, the New World, and the Great Wilderness, and then turned their attention to the East, to the era of Suiren and Cangli, the beginning of the Three Sovereigns era.

The war lasted for three thousand years, from Cangli and Suiren to Yuejian and Youchao, and then to Jiutou and Shennong. Each emperor waged war for a thousand years until the throne in the west collapsed and the east was devastated.

That was the dynasty of the descendants of Shennong.

Feng Hou looked at the old man in front of her and quietly spoke.