Chapter 1 Kukulcan, Feathered Serpent God

The Feathered Serpent God Kukulkan, of the North American pantheon, was a Second Era Main God of immense power.

From the sun to the germination of plants, from the changes in celestial phenomena to the myriad forms of stars, including wisdom, books, death, and rebirth, countless praises and powers were bestowed upon Him.

As the only benevolent god in the entire North American pantheon who detested human sacrifice, His radiance was incomparably holy. Countless people admired Him, just as plants admire the sun.

However, just as Kukulkan had once been forced to leave His people in the face of the evil gods' conspiracies, leaving behind the prophecy of 'eventual return' and returning to the ancestral homeland in the north, the Feathered Serpent God could only helplessly watch His summoner, after summoning the power of the sun and firing the final arrow, turn into ashes and dissipate into the world.

He was just an ordinary young hunter, even his name was the commonplace 'Fent'. He accidentally fell into an underground cave in the mountains and obtained the Dragon Ball hidden in the underground altar.

From then on, after summoning the divine dragon, he seemed to have changed his destined ordinary fate and was no longer just a hunter seeking food in the mountains.

Under the guidance of the Feathered Serpent God, Fent had been working hard to train his body and skills. He ran long distances in the cold mountains at minus forty degrees, immersed himself in deep pools hundreds of meters deep to endure, he practiced flying, and tried to control celestial phenomena. From an ordinary person who knew nothing about magic, he gradually trained himself into a powerhouse capable of easily slaying magical beasts, and even ordinary dragon species.

But even so, Fent, to put it bluntly, was just a good kid who, when he obtained the Feathered Serpent God's divine power representing harvest and favorable weather, secretly helped his folks back home, so they would have more food to get through the winter.

Although, the Feathered Serpent God had reminded him countless times of the cruelty of war, reminded him countless times of the difference between war and hunting, reminded him countless times that war was many times more despicable than he imagined...

"Child, you are still too young."

The Feathered Serpent God could see that Matvey's expression changed drastically when facing the last arrow left by Fent. He cast more than five layers of defensive divine spells in the first instance, and then used the divine dragon's神通 (shentong, divine power), which could also control celestial phenomena, to create a storm of wind and snow out of thin air to disrupt the arrows, and then plunged headfirst into the ground without hesitation.

He chose the hunter as his target because he believed that Su Zhou's strength was too strong. Even if they besieged him to death, he would definitely drag a few down with him, and several would be seriously injured. If no one could finish them off then it would be too much of a loss, so it was better to deal with the unstable factors in other corners first.

Unexpectedly, this guy who looked like the weakest person present could erupt with such strength.

"Damn it, the reason why I came to the Northern Lands is because I knew there was an ancient Dragon Worship Cult altar here... Why can a small mountain hunter get the Dragon Ball and summon such a powerful Dragon God?!"

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but even so, facing Fent's arrow, five sacred divine spells that were enough to withstand a siege-level grand magic shattered in an instant, and the wind and snow in the sky were melted and dispelled by the vast and blazing light of the sun. Even though Matvey hid underground, everyone present could hear his angry, painful, and severely injured scream when the divine arrow pierced into the ground.

He ran away—if he stayed here with his serious injuries, he would definitely be killed by others.

But so what? The hunter boy's remains had already been scattered by the wind. The Feathered Serpent God watched this scene and felt a sense of helplessness and boredom: "The good are bound to be bullied, I was like this back then—I should have hardened your heart and taught you how to use strategies and fight, to become a cold-blooded killer..."

"This kind-hearted child, I warned him again and again to be careful, but he still couldn't change his innocence."

But if that were the case, Fent would not have been the boy who could summon a deity to descend with just the pure desire in his heart.

With the Contractor dead, the Dragon Ball no longer maintained the summoning. The Feathered Serpent God, hanging high in the sky, revealed His true form, a radiant sun dragon covered in countless shining feathers, with large wings. He did not continue to fight in vain, but used His power to gather Fent's scattered ashes from the wind and snow, and finally sent them back to his original small mountain village.

As for the rest of the people, He no longer paid attention to them—the game was over, and He was leaving too.

At this, Su Zhou, who was originally the target of the siege, frowned slightly, while the remaining bounty hunter Mikhail and the priest Vika remained calm, unmoved by the words of the Feathered Serpent God.

Didn't these two have good goals and hopes that the world would become a better place?

It's just that they, being kind, had fortunately stumbled and crawled in this world for so many years, learning how to adapt to this world.

"One person didn't come, two people died, one was seriously injured, and three are here."

Vika said, his tone with a subtle hint of emotion: "It's only the first day of the battle, and it's already reached this point. It's really beyond my expectations."

But no one answered. Mikhail was obviously not the type to waste such words, and Su Zhou was even more straightforward. He used the true form of the Immortal Dragon in the first instance, and the huge white dragon body appeared in the world, revealing its figure over a hundred meters high.

Immediately afterward, Su Zhou reached out and pinched the small exoskeleton armor containing Ola, and stuffed it into a scale slot at the back of his neck, the sturdy scales protecting it firmly within his flesh.

Then, he confronted the equally appearing black serpent, as well as the black evil dragon with thick scales, sharp fangs, and the aura of flames.

There were no unnecessary words.

To compete for the Dragon Balls left behind by Leviathan and the Feathered Serpent God.

The melee began.

The evil dragon Fafnir, from the Nordic European epic, the Ring of the Nibelung, a giant dragon transformed from a dwarf or giant—because of his greed for wealth, the prototype of the legend of humans transforming into evil dragons is him. And the prototype of the classic legend of heroes slaying evil dragons, obtaining treasure, bathing in dragon blood, and gaining even greater power, which is spread throughout the world, is undoubtedly his story.

It and the fire dragon in the Beowulf legend basically determined the classic template of the dragon. And now, Fafnir, summoned by the priest Vika of the Ancestral Dragon Church, is no less powerful than Jormungandr behind Mikhail. The hideous winged dragon flew straight into the sky with the priest on his back the moment he appeared, and then aimed at Su Zhou and the bounty hunter below, spewing out many huge fireballs with terrifying poisonous flames.

The dragon's flame, a well-known thing in legends. Although not all dragon's breath is flames, the fire dragon is the most representative dragon—the heat released by its breath in mid-air shines like small suns. The forest originally covered in frost on the ground was only grazed by this meteorite-like fireball, and all the frost and snow melted and evaporated, and then a raging fire ignited.

The entire area within a dozen square kilometers was within the range of this wave of flame breath. In just an instant, the sea of fire with dark green poisonous flames covered the earth, and the extremely high temperature instantly melted the northern permafrost, turning it into a magma basin.

But none of the other beings present, neither human nor dragon, cared about this attack. The black serpent immersed its body in the magma, hammered the crust with its tail, rolled up blocks of rock hundreds of meters long, and then easily threw them into the sky—each boulder that did not hit its target caused the magma to surge when it fell back to the ground, and countless fire rains leaped and flew, filling this world with blazing sparks and hot winds.

And Su Zhou, in the first instance, fully unleashed his power. Countless 岚种 (lan zhong, Storm Seeds) turned into shockwaves traversing in mid-air, forming a powerful armor on his dragon body. And he himself directly leaped up, countless cyan-purple wings condensed from breath spewing out behind him, accelerating his nearly ten thousand-ton body, turning it into a rocket, and crashed into Fafnir, who was still hovering in mid-air.

In just an instant, the distance of a thousand meters was crossed. Behind Su Zhou, the huge wind pressure even directly pulled a deep mark more than five kilometers long on the molten earth.

——Still using wings to fly? Old iron, you're outdated! We're using rocket engines now!

"What?!"

Fafnir, who used traditional wings and dragon magic to fly, and Vika, who was planning spells on the dragon's back, were shocked. They really hadn't expected that the Candle Dragon, as the origin of rockets, was actually using rocket propulsion to fly—they originally thought it was just an inspiration relationship, just like everyone said that airplanes drew inspiration from birds and insects, but no one thought that birds also had two flight engines, and insects flew by jet propulsion.

But it was too late. Fafnir wanted to change direction to avoid Su Zhou's突击 (tuji, sudden attack), but Su Zhou, who had accelerated to three times the speed of sound in an instant with sonic booms, had already caught up to the evil dragon's tail. The white dragon unhesitatingly stretched out its giant claws and firmly grasped the opponent's tail, which was covered with countless barbed fins, like a serrated blade.

Then, he immediately shut down the rocket engine behind him, relying on his weight and the enormous strength of his arms, and directly grabbed the evil dragon's tail and performed an aerial over-the-shoulder throw!

In an instant, the enormous force tore the air apart, and the huge explosion shook away all the surrounding clouds. The black evil dragon had no time to control his body, and was grabbed by Su Zhou and slammed towards the ground.

Boom! Just like when it took off, Fafnir hit the earth hard at high speed, causing a huge wave of lava to erupt, and also crashing a huge depression into the still-unmelted rock layer—accompanied by a violent roar, a perfect circular wave began to rise in the rock layer and lava, and radiated thousands of meters in all directions.

"Roar!"