chsdbacks Chapter 289 I have everything I need now
Chapter 289 I have everything I need now
Chapter 289 I have everything I need now
Salotar had a nightmare in which a giant of light, radiant from head to toe, broke into her house while she was fast asleep and dragged her out to give her a good beating.
The pride of its ancient dragon bloodline wouldn't allow it to beg for mercy. It fought back fiercely, trying to pin this scoundrel down and tear him apart. And so... it successfully reaped a severe beating.
When the final slap landed on its face, a sharp pain jolted it awake.
Salota instinctively struggled, but the thick, cold chains bound it tightly, and a piercing pain shot through its back to its brain, rendering it unable to move.
It struggled for a few moments before being dragged to the ground by the chains, where it had to change its position and lie prone.
A pair of dragon eyes constantly scanned the surroundings, and wherever his gaze fell, everything was crimson.
"Welcome to the Sea of Blood."
A male voice rang out, slightly hoarse.
It looked around and finally saw the speaker on the sea surface below its head.
Modi, wearing a white coat and holding a pen, was quickly jotting something down in his notebook.
When Salota turned to look at him, he returned a friendly smile, but his eyes were devoid of any emotion, only showing the coldness and assessment of someone examining a lab rat.
This gaze undoubtedly enraged Salota, but the experience of being beaten quickly calmed her down.
It would never forget that the seemingly human creature in front of it was the same person who had brutally beaten it earlier.
The thought of the slap it received in its dream made its dragon face ache.
"Human—let's just call you that for now—what exactly do you want?"
The sound was as loud as a bell, and the sound waves stirred up waves of blood.
This was the first time Modi had encountered Ancient Dragon Language, a language that was similar in form to Dragon Language but completely different in essence, and could only be spoken by Ancient Dragons and their retinues.
Even dragons that evolved from ancient dragons can no longer speak this language after they deny their ancient dragon blood; they can only understand its meaning.
"What do I want to do? I want to claim compensation from you, of course."
The ancient dragon language came from Mordi's throat, and Salota was slightly taken aback, then her eyes widened.
"You speak Ancient Dragon Language? You're also a follower of the great Ancient Dragon?!"
"Just learned it." Modi didn't care. Relying on the Blood Sea, he could be a giant dragon, an ancient dragon, a human, or some kind of unnamed superhuman bloodline integration.
Salota was stunned; it was the first time it had ever heard that Ancient Dragon Language could be learned.
"Don't change the subject. You'd better figure out how to compensate me for my losses." Mo Di's tone was unfriendly. "Don't forget, you attacked me first, and I was only acting in self-defense."
Salota fell silent, turning its head and glancing at its back out of the corner of its eye.
A spiraling spear pierced through its dragon body, from its back to its abdomen, pinning it to the sea of blood. Even the slightest movement would cause red arcs of electricity to erupt, inflicting excruciating pain as if a thousand ants were gnawing at its heart.
That spiral spear must have been a dragon-hunting weapon, just like in its bloodline memories, where the God of Light and his minions forged many similar things to make the solidified time on the ancient dragons flow like time.
"You possess a dazzling light, a light that symbolizes something ominous," Salotar said coldly. "We have nothing to discuss, you lackey of the God of Light."
The relationship between Gu Long's lineage and the followers of the God of Light can hardly be described as harmonious neighborly relations; it can only be described as a blood feud.
This can be seen from the fact that it ran off to fight Modi as soon as it caught a whiff of his scent, despite being in a bad mood.
The moment the two sides meet, it's destined to be a fight to the death; there's no other relationship between them.
"Is there really no room for negotiation, you hybrid?" Modi's tone turned cold; he didn't have a good impression of this dragon.
He was merely humming a song and setting off a small firework on the beach when he was attacked by Salota for no reason. Afterwards, not only was Salota unwilling to compensate him, but he also continued to provoke him. How could he possibly tolerate this?
Yes, then it's not possible.
"A hybrid?"
Before he could speak, Salota's eyes turned bloodshot, as if the name was a great insult to it.
Modi ignored its anger. Since it had lost the battle and was unwilling to pay compensation, it couldn't even be considered an experimental volunteer; it could only be considered an experimental animal.
"Laboratory animals should act like laboratory animals, don't look at me with such a bitter and resentful expression."
He casually waved his hand, and the chains piercing Salota's body slid smoothly, the ice spikes on the chains cutting through his flesh, the excruciating pain forcing him to squeeze out a mask of agony.
Nevertheless, its pride, or rather arrogance, as a descendant of the ancient dragons prevented it from bowing its head and begging for mercy, so it still stared at Mordi as if it wanted to devour him alive.
Modi ignored its gaze, a ghostly green light emanating from his hand as he gently stroked Salota's dragon scales, which had been softened by the electric arc.
"Salota, this is the name I deciphered from your bloodline. Is this your name?"
He muttered to himself, and the radiance seeped into the dragon's flesh and blood little by little.
As the Lord of the Blood Sea, his expertise in biological modification far surpasses that in other areas.
Even the ancient dragon bloodline of Salotar was, in his view, not much more difficult than reading the lines on the palm of one's hand.
"Do you know? During the time you were unconscious, I did a lot of things with your bloodline, mainly the blood of the ancient dragon. The other part of your bloodline is worthless."
The merciless denigration had already fueled Salotar's anger, but what angered it most was Mordi's series of blasphemous acts against the blood of the ancient dragon.
The renovation was still underway, and Modi's talking didn't stop either.
"The blood of the ancient dragon is very interesting, but there is too little of it to meet the needs of the Blood Sea. I have many other interesting bloodlines waiting to be fused with the blood of the ancient dragon, so I have no choice but to make you the breeding ground."
Huh? Why don't you listen to what you're saying?
Salota froze for a moment, her angry gaze turning to horror.
Keep in mind, it's a male dragon.
"Don't worry, after this surgery, you'll be a little female dragon with lots of tentacles."
Modi revealed a smile devoid of any humanity and accelerated the transformation process.
After some time, Salotar's eyes dimmed, and his mountain-like body was mostly submerged underwater, revealing the spikes on his back and the dragon-slaying spear that pierced his body.
The low, mournful roar of the dragon came and went, telling of the torture suffered by its owner.
Salotar has lost count of how many creatures that have blasphemed the blood of the ancient dragons have crawled out of his body since the transformation was completed.
"Truly a born evil lackey of the God of Light..."
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"Don't make me sound so bad. To be honest, I'm not even a believer in the God of Light."
Modi appeared out of nowhere, standing on a spike on its back, and the voice reached its ears with perfect accuracy.
His appearance undoubtedly made Salota feel even worse.
"Don't try to fool me. If you weren't a lackey of the God of Light, how could you... What did you do with the ancient dragon bloodline?!"
A chill ran through her body, and Salotar stared at him in disbelief, realizing that she could feel the blood of an ancient dragon emanating from him.
But how could that be? After all, the path of light originating from the God of Light and the path of the ancient dragons are indeed in conflict.
The two are like fire and water. If they are forced to come together, it would be a miracle if they don't turn into a firework, let alone get along well.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Don't make a fuss. Don't act like you've never seen anything like it. It's just a compatibility patch that makes the Ancient Dragon Blood no longer conflict with my entire build."
Modi glanced at it, his eyes revealing a half-smile.
"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you. If it weren't for those hybrids born from you, which allowed me to collect enough data, I might not have been able to resolve the conflict so quickly."
As he chatted and laughed, his figure disappeared over the mountain of spikes.
The waters of the Blood Sea converged, coalescing into flesh and bones, ultimately forming a seven-headed red dragon whose size surpassed even that of Pissarot.
The red dragon's scales have a rock-like texture and flowing water-like ripples, clearly exhibiting the characteristics of an ancient dragon.
"I have everything I need now."
The seven heads simultaneously grinned, looking utterly ferocious.
The extremely pure blood of the ancient dragon granted him a trace of immortality, and because of the path of light, he also possessed the properties of stillness and flow.
Salotar stared blankly at the seven-headed red dragon; its ancient dragon-like aura made it dare not move.
If you say he's an ancient dragon, then he clearly has a different kind of bloodline. If you say he isn't, then he does possess the aura and characteristics of an ancient dragon.
"The path of light and the blood of the ancient dragon have been unified. Is there anything more absurd in the world?" it murmured.
"Of course there are. For example, there is actually a living ancient dragon in this world."
Modi chuckled softly, his voice like the roar of a demon from hell.
"What did you say?" Salota was horrified, her heart pounding uncontrollably.
It tried to raise its head, but the Dragon Lock and Dragon Slayer Spear bound it, preventing it from moving.
"I should have realized this sooner. If there were no ancient dragons here, how could you have been born?"
He learned of this entirely thanks to the ancient dragon blood that he had instantly refined. It was the ancient dragon blood that allowed him to connect with the sleeping ancient dragon.
"It is your own blood that betrays you," he said with a malicious smile.
What Salota tried to hide had long been exposed by his bloodline.
Therefore, it is quite obvious what Mody needs to do next.
"Where the ancient dragon is, the death ray follows like a shadow. If you find it, you can find the death ray."
More importantly, through the bloodline connection, Modi could sense that the ancient dragon was not in good condition, and it was hard to say whether it still had the level of an immortal.
Beside it, there exists something that makes the blood of ancient dragons tremble, something like a natural enemy; it must be the Death Ray.
The seven-headed red dragon sank into the sea of blood, its body gradually disintegrating. Mordi no longer paid attention to the defenseless Salota, but instead began to think about how to gain more benefits.
Ancient dragons are not to be trifled with. Even an ancient dragon that has been tormented by the Death Ray for an unknown period of time and is extremely weakened is still beyond his ability to handle.
However, if you add the death ray, it's hard to say.
The Death Ray is the natural enemy of Elder Dragons. If one could activate that ray of Death Ray, one might be able to deliver a crushing blow to the Elder Dragon and turn its cold body into warm material.
The premise is that the ray of death light has not expired and the power it contains is still sufficient.
"Wait a minute, doesn't that mean we have to sacrifice all the dead to get an ancient dragon as a trophy?"
Between death ray and the body of an ancient dragon, which is more important?
"This question doesn't even need to be thought about. Thinking about it for even a second longer is disrespectful to the ancient dragon's body."
Modi slammed his fist in his hand, easily making his choice.
The path of light is ultimately borrowed; its true system is still the sea of blood.
He couldn't even imagine how far the Blood Sea could grow after fusing with the ultimate material, the Ancient Dragon's Body.
I'm afraid they've already crossed the barrier of immortality and are one step closer to the goal of ultimate life.
"How to communicate with the Death Ray is still up for discussion. Perhaps I should ask those old fogies in Scranton."
Although Skran has been drifting around since he came to this world, as the Dark Light Speaker who has lived for an unknown amount of time, he knows many secrets.
Perhaps there is a way to activate the death ray.
"Huh?" Scrant was utterly astonished. "You mean, you went to the Beach and found an ancient dragon?"
"They were ancient dragons on the verge of death. Of course, for them, the state of being on the verge of death was much stronger than for us."
"Modi corrected me."
"Okay, a dying ancient dragon? How can things be so coincidental? You said you were looking for the Death Ray, and then you encountered an ancient dragon... Wait, doesn't that mean the Death Ray might actually exist there?"
Skran, as expected of a well-traveled old man, connected the key point in less than a second.
But then, his brows furrowed deeply, forming a deep frown.
"No, if the Death Ray exists, why didn't it work? If the Death Ray were working properly, the ancient dragon should have died long ago."
"Perhaps something delayed them?" Mordy probed. "Could it be that they were intercepted by some being in the void during the pursuit of the ancient dragon?"
"The being capable of intercepting the death ray must be at least a demon god. How could such a coincidence happen?" Skran was speechless.
Modi murmured, "Yes, what a coincidence. Come to think of it, it's quite a coincidence that we encountered the ancient dragon, isn't it?"
Upon hearing this, Skran smiled somewhat awkwardly.
"Yeah, it's such a coincidence, so coincidentally I almost thought I'd been set up, haha."
He didn't notice that Modi suddenly lowered his eyes and his breathing became erratic for a moment.
After regulating his breathing, he asked again, "So, do you have a way to communicate with or activate the death ray?"
"You've come to the right person." Skran stroked his long beard. "During the era of the Court of Eternal Day, there existed a group of apostles who were responsible for tracking the Death Ray and assisting it in hunting ancient dragons."
Modi had also heard of the group that Skran mentioned.
During the Second Age of Eternity, that group had another resounding name: the Dragon Slayers, each of whom was an immortal.
Both the dragons of the North and the remaining ancient dragons held them in high esteem.
"The Dragon-Hunting Apostles possess the means to activate the Death Ray, and the founder of our Dark Light Council was a Dragon-Hunting Apostle who perished alongside His Majesty the God of Light. Isn't that a coincidence?"
"What a coincidence, what a coincidence!" Modi exclaimed.
He and the God of Light are indeed destined to be together, their connection ever since they obtained the Seed of the Mind.