novelonline Chapter 401 Practical Tips (Happy Dragon Boat Festival, my fellow battle brothers)
Chapter 401 Practical Tips (Happy Dragon Boat Festival, my fellow battle brothers)
Chapter 401 Practical Tips (Happy Dragon Boat Festival, my fellow battle brothers)
"Stubborn."
Facing the terrifying dragon power that was enough to make the hybrids tremble and kneel down at close range, Caesar stood still, and the blazing golden light also dyed his eyes.
Although he was not wearing power armor, it did not mean that he was unarmed.
He pulled out the silver-white metal sword emblem ring on his index finger, and a complex alchemical matrix lit up, opening up an alchemical field.
In the field, ring metal is rapidly expanding and forming in a form that does not conform to the laws of physics.
Dictator, this alchemical hunting knife, which was originally only 50 centimeters long, was remelted and transformed into a two-meter-long broadsword by the Legion's Alchemical Equipment Department to suit Caesar's new physique.
And most of the battle brothers in the Sword of Revelation Legion are great swordsmen.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
At the same time, the furnace of faith in Caesar's body awakened with a roar, like a war drum struck by a bronze hammer, roaring in unison with the two equally violently beating hearts; the boiling golden energy was spreading along the blood vessels, and every bone of Caesar seemed to make a hissing sound like steel quenching, and every muscle fiber was stretched as tight as a fully drawn dragon bowstring.
The white silk robe fell into pieces, and countless silver-gray scales in a perfect shield shape covered Caesar's body, forming an alternative dragon scale armor, with the surface faintly shining with the light of the alchemical matrix.
Caesar took a deep breath - if it were the Fingel brothers, they might have said "turn the power of faith at X amount of speed", but he didn't have the habit of shouting out moves before starting a fight.
Suddenly, a violent hurricane blew up in the banquet hall, and the stained glass on the left wall shattered. At the moment when the glass fragments fell like hail, Caesar's figure had disappeared from the spot.
Only a shadow could be seen flying by, broken wood and silverware flying everywhere, and the ten-meter-long walnut dining table was collapsing piece by piece in front of Pompeii's seat!
When Caesar's figure became clear again, his spine was bent and he was like an ancient dragon slaying a beast, and the shadow he cast completely engulfed Pompeii who was sitting upright.
The twelve strange waiters standing stiffly on both sides of the dining table behind Caesar seemed to be activated by the danger - but just as their golden eyes lit up and the blue-grey dragon scales pierced the cuffs of the waiters' uniforms, a thin line of blood appeared on their necks at the same time.
Storm cutting!
The sickle-weasel that his mother passed down to him in the listening world has evolved into an extremely dangerous killing field under Caesar's advanced control of the wind element. The materialized wind blade that cannot be captured by the naked eye kills all the dragon-servant aliens on the spot before they have the chance to reveal their true faces.
This is one of the compulsory courses for the Legion's half-blood Astartes warriors to enhance their own strength in addition to basic martial arts and archery training:
Through the control and understanding of elemental power, one can further strengthen one's own words and spirits.
To put it in easy-to-understand words of the Forging General, it means "find a way to give your own Word Spirit a talent tree and then strengthen it in different directions."
Other compulsory courses include: practicing the furnace of faith to accommodate more units (horses?) of faith power; improving the efficiency of using faith power to strengthen one's own body, etc.
-
But what was even faster than the storm was the Dictato in Caesar's hand. The sharp blade that cut through the air with a shrill whistle was only two fingers away from Pompey's pale throat; if it took one more step forward, Pompey Gattuso would be beheaded on the spot and blood would splatter.
But Caesar could not accomplish this, he was frozen into a tense painting - because time had fallen into stagnant amber.
Time zero.
bang bang bang-
Inside Caesar's body, the furnace of faith pulsated even more violently. It was not affected by the realm of time zero, and the golden energy gushing out of it was turned to supply the furnace of word spirits;
The second after time stopped, Caesar's consciousness recovered from the stagnation. He saw the violent vortex belonging to the King of Sky and Wind in Pompeii's molten red eyes looking up at him - he should not have known such knowledge, but his brain told him the moment his eyes made contact.
Pompey Gattuso is the king of sky and wind! And he is the son of the Dragon King!
"You had a chance to inherit this unique authority, but you gave it up with your own hands." Pompeii's cold words were wrapped with the majesty that belonged only to the Dragon King. He stood up suddenly, and the violent hurricane that lifted him up into the air in the solidified time field was not affected at all.
"Not only that, you, Norton, Jörmungandr, and even Hraesvelgr! You are so depraved that you willingly offer the treasures and knowledge belonging to the dragon race to outsiders and distribute them to those humble humans!"
Caesar clearly sensed Pompey's anger boiling in these words.
But he didn't care much. What he was thinking was:
It's a rare opportunity to get into the classic segment of the villain's commentary, can't you give some valuable information?
The body suddenly sent a warning to Caesar, and the next second, the originally stagnant air around him suddenly became as heavy as lead and mercury!
Pompey quietly raised his right hand and pressed his palm downward. Suddenly, the terrifying gravity field slammed down like an invisible giant hand, and Caesar was smashed to the ground! The marble floor tiles shattered instantly, and spider-web-like cracks spread wildly throughout the banquet hall.
It was not the Word Spirit. Kingship. The Dragon King who controlled the power of the elements did not need to strictly follow the Word Spirit Periodic Table to display his power. That was a product prepared for the hybrids.
It was a dust-free land, but the gravity that was supposed to disperse to the surroundings was now precisely applied to Caesar.
After a brief imbalance, Caesar let out a low roar like a beast, and the light in his golden eyes almost burst out. The muscles in his limbs were clenched like steel cables, and he gritted his teeth and withstood the pressure a hundred times heavier, pushing his body up inch by inch from the broken ground.
With the groans of his bones, Caesar finally stood up in the gravity field, leaning on his giant sword. He raised his head and looked directly at Pompey who was stepping on the void, his spine as straight as a second Dick Tudo.
"hold on……"
He said this in his heart, slowing down the infusion of power from the furnace of faith in his body into the furnace of words.
"There are twins on the throne... so where is my other 'uncle'? Didn't he come with you?"
Caesar laughed, breathing heavily.
"He died. He completed the unity of power and authority with me."
As soon as Pompeii's cold declaration fell, a sharp whistle tore through the air, and hundreds of crows rushed out from the broken window frames and shadows, passing in front of Pompeii like a rolling cloud of death.
The moment the crows dispersed, a pitch-black and ferocious armor that seemed to be made of solidified shadows instantly covered their bodies, and a sky-blue wind cloak fluttered in the turbulent airflow.
A twisted black-gold spear appeared in Pompeii's hand, and brilliant flames wrapped around him.
Caesar was stunned. This image was not unfamiliar to him:
"Odin?"
He quickly thought of the incident when he and Lu Mingfei were attacked in Naples.
But wasn't Odin chopped up by Lu Mingfei? In the end, his body turned into a low-quality lime sculpture instead of a dragon bone cross... Could it be that it wasn't his real body?
"This is also thanks to you, the outsider behind you..." Pompey's voice was like dull thunder, "First, he was forced to reduce his strength greatly, and had to emerge from a thousand years of hiding to find me and seek cooperation..."
"I am not like the self-pitying brothers Norton and Constantine. I am not like Jörmungandr's foolish sister, who turned a blind eye to the opportunity to transform into Hela and went to investigate my brother's mark, only to fall into the trap of 'love'."
"Only by abandoning those weak and meaningless emotions can one move towards the highest evolution, so I helped him to take revenge on that madman who was completely out of control, and then devoured him when he was seriously injured and dying, completing the unity of the throne and power."
"I see. But I believe that brother Chu Zihang won't mind putting Odin's share of the blame on you."
The smile on Caesar's face disappeared immediately. Pompey sensed his intention to attack. He moved his five fingers gracefully as if plucking the strings of a guitar, and blue thunder burst out from his fingertips.
"Hiss-!"
The air was instantly sucked into a vacuum, condensing into five invisible wind blades with edges flashing ionized blue light, cutting down. Caesar, who was completely accustomed to the shackles of gravity, had no intention of retreating or dodging, but instead stepped forward towards the wind blades!
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"
Five sharp explosions were heard almost overlapping each other, and the vacuum wind blades were all cut by Dick Tudo wielded by Caesar with extremely precise angles and powerful force, and they instantly collapsed like a punctured bubble!
At the same time, Dick Tudo's heavy and broad sword emitted a striking light, and the defeated airflow immediately surrendered to its new master.
In just a moment, the air around the sword made a ghostly whistling sound - highly compressed, high-speed rotating wind elements were entangled around it.
"storm--"
Caesar took the last step, using his waist as the axis, twisting all the strength of his body into one force, and suddenly lifted Dick, who was entangled in the hurricane of destruction, upward and forward against the gravity field.
"Cut!"
A crescent-shaped, extremely condensed wind blade sword energy broke away from the sword body, and with a piercing scream and the momentum of cutting off mountains, it slashed towards Pompeii!
"Undo."
Pompey simply stretched out his palm and pressed down calmly. Before this amazing wind blade flew in front of him, the elements in his domain fell apart and disintegrated on their own.
"Even if the Lu Mingfei you surrendered to doesn't tell you, you should know," Pompey said coldly, "In front of the Supreme Being who controls the elements, all elemental attacks are futile."
Before he finished speaking, the gravity pressing on Caesar suddenly increased several times!
boom--!
The already crumbling ground beneath Caesar's feet collapsed with a loud bang. The invisible weight seemed to push several collapsed mountains directly onto his shoulders. His legs instantly sank up to his thighs into the shattered rocks.
At the same time, the entire banquet hall wailed under the will of the King of Sky and Wind - the walls shattered, the beams rose, the furniture wreckage and silver fragments were like being kneaded by invisible giant hands, and in an instant condensed into two giant dragons made of stone, wood, steel bars and twisted bones.
They swooped down with a hurricane of destruction, entangled Caesar who was nailed to the ground by gravity, and formed a new cage.
"……hold on."
Caesar whispered silently in his heart, as if he had given up resisting.
A dazzling pool of lightning spread out at Pompeii's feet. The sound of a horse neighing suddenly echoed between heaven and earth. An eight-legged Pegasus with lightning snakes dancing wildly in its mane stepped out of the pool of lightning, crushing the lightning.
He landed on the horse's back and was carried by the Pegasus to the incapacitated Caesar.
"Disappointing. I underwent a so-called transformation surgery... but it seems to be nothing more than that."
Pompey lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on Caesar's face, where only his head was exposed, like a cold weight. "Your achievements should not stop here."
"If you want to persuade me to surrender, then don't waste your breath." Caesar laughed miserably, and the blood he coughed up condensed into particles at a speed visible to the naked eye. "I have no interest in being the son of the Dragon King or ruling the world. I still want to save the world."
"Save yourself first, you childish thing." Pompey snorted coldly, "Do you think that by joining that ridiculous legion, you can put on the cloak of justice?"
"That Lu Mingfei - the leader of the legion you serve...did he ever tell you that he himself is part of the Black King?"
Caesar raised his head suddenly, his golden eyes burning fiercely under the heavy pressure, as if he was angered by Pompey's blasphemous words: "Alien...what nonsense are you talking about!?"
The sneer on Pompey's face deepened: "It seems that you know nothing, Caesar."
"You keep saying you want to destroy the aliens, but the leader of the legion you serve is one of the biggest aliens ever bred in this world."
"Between being the offspring of the Dragon King..." He paused deliberately, "and being the slave of the Dragon King, you chose the latter. How ridiculous! You were deceived by such a flashy name of justice."
"..."
After a long silence, Caesar's indomitable edge and sharpness seemed to be visibly extinguished by the "truth" spoken by Pompey like ice water poured on a forge.
The head that was held high and could not be lowered even by a thousand pounds of gravity also drooped a little at this moment, and the golden light burning in the pupils flickered like a candle in the wind.
The collapse after learning the truth.
The boiling red in Pompeii's eyes reflected the body that seemed to have its spine removed, and a strange emotion arose from the bottom of his heart.
Pity for his bloodline? Grief? Pompeii couldn't tell.
But the gravitational field exerted on Caesar was removed silently.
"But never mind." The eight-legged Pegasus stepped on the thunder ripples and carried Pompey slowly around Caesar's cage, like a winner declaring to the loser, "Anyway, this timeline must be restarted, and you will have a chance to make a new choice in the next timeline. I believe that without this deceptive banner, you should be able to make the right choice."
"But you still have your merits now, which is why I asked you to come here."
"I want to take back the authority and power that I passed down to you genetically by breaking the restrictions of my father."
"And the knowledge and technology to transform you into this appearance... Even if my alchemy skills are comparable to Norton's, I have to admit that this is a tempting forbidden fruit. Don't worry, child, the dissection process will only be carried out after your death."
"I will bring this knowledge into the next restart timeline and build an army of my own."
"By then, Jörmungandr alone will not be able to fight me. My plan will proceed steadily until I devour the Supreme Embryo in the Arctic that has not yet fully hatched and awakened..."
"Become the new Black King!"
The future seemed to be reflected in Pompeii's molten red pupils. In his passionate declaration as a victor, he did not notice that Caesar's lowered head had quietly been raised again, and the golden light had once again dyed his pupils.
The previous despair and collapse had disappeared, replaced by a curved arc at the corner of his mouth that showed success:
"Finally I found some useful information. Thanks."
"you……!?"
Pompey turned his head suddenly, his molten red pupils shrank in astonishment - but this astonishment did not last long, and with his wisdom he immediately reacted:
Caesar's collapse and depression just now were all carefully set traps for him! They were waiting for him to let down his guard and then leak out key information to him!
"Fuck you!"
The dirty words that blurted out were enough to prove the raging rage in the heart of the Dragon King at the moment. The two twisted dragons that were wrapped around Caesar suddenly tightened, and the rocks and steel bars groaned under the heavy burden, as if they were going to grind this rebellious son into meat paste!
It's now!
"Boom——!"
The two giant material dragons that imprisoned Caesar were blown into pieces with a deafening explosion. Amid the torrential rain of flying gravel and steel bars, the dragon scale armor on Caesar's body was like a furnace opened. The originally dark alchemical matrix was completely illuminated, and the flowing liquid fire outlined the mysterious and complex alchemical patterns.
The Furnace of Faith, the Furnace of Words, and the Furnace of Rage that had just been activated, the powerful energy gushing out from the three special organs "Three Furnaces of the Tripod" was infusing and strengthening every part of Caesar's body, helping him complete this final life-and-death battle.
Pompey heard Dicklatto's shrieking sound that tore through the air again. This time he could no longer remain calm.
Because the distance was too close! This was his second mistake!
Time Zero! Dust-free Land·Heavy!
In an instant, two different fields were released on Caesar, but neither of them was as effective as before; complex runes were constantly proliferating between Caesar's scales, expanding a small area of elemental immunity.
Moment, Ninth Order! Five hundred and twelve times faster!
The moment the field of consciousness failed, Pompey immediately turned the target of the field to himself. He and the eight-legged Pegasus under him turned into empty shadows like ghosts and disappeared on the spot - the timing was not perfect. When Dick Tudo cut across Pompey's disappearing trajectory, it had already brought up a trace of golden red blood.
A hundred meters away, the figures of Pompeii and Pegasus staggered and emerged. He had a hideous wound running from his forehead to his chest and abdomen, and the boiling dragon blood was repairing his wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At least it wasn't too late, he was just barely grazed by Dick Tudo's sword.
Caesar dragged his sword in pursuit, his running speed no less than the moment he activated it, but what was coming towards him was a distorted trajectory that swallowed up even the light—
Kungunir!
Pompey threw the twisted black-gold spear in anger!
In myths and legends, this spear made from branches of the World Tree possesses the attribute of "absolute hit", but from the perspective of dragon alchemy, it is a conceptual weapon that superimposes death and "holy judgment" - even so, it is enough to be called a "divine weapon"!
Caesar did not intend to dodge, as Kungunir was superimposed with the absolute hit attribute of "Holy Judgment" - his pupils shrank slightly, and he locked onto the back of Kungunir, even though his chest was pierced by it and his heart wrapped in fine dragon scales stopped there.
The temperature around was dropping rapidly, and the pouring rain turned into dense ice spikes. Above Pompeii, nine giant dragon-shaped snakes condensed from absolute zero degrees, with ice crystals and stardust colliding between their scales, raised their ferocious heads as if they had real life.
The Word Spirit·Nine Infants.
Nine extremely cold breaths roared down, enough to freeze an entire mountain. Even Caesar's superhuman body seemed insignificant in front of this torrent of destruction.
However, in the last thousandth of a second before the torrent of destruction came, Caesar, whose heart was pierced by Kungunir, made his final attack.
The energy of the three furnaces was transferred to the second heart. Caesar threw out his Dictato, infusing all the remaining and bursting strength, will and anger in his body as a response to Pompey!
This was a physical object, not an element, and Pompeii could not disintegrate the great sword from a distance as he had done before;
At the same time, releasing the high-risk Word Spirit of Jiuying was not without cost. He fell into a brief state of weakness, and could not even maintain his high speed for a moment. Dick Tudo, who tore through the violent elemental turbulence, was like a vengeful thunder that pierced through heaven and earth!
The sword flashed, and the eight-legged Pegasus Sleipnis's proud head fell down, and the broken neck cavity gushed out scorching plasma;
Then, the armor protecting Pompeii's body was torn apart violently by the violent kinetic energy carried by the giant sword, trying to penetrate Pompeii's body directly.
"Uhh—!!"
Pompeii's roar of pain was filled with incredible fear and anger. He did not care about maintaining the dignity of the Dragon King. He awkwardly used his hands covered with dragon scales to hold the sword's spine to prevent the blade from piercing his body any further; otherwise, he would be pierced through by this huge sword and suffer serious injuries.
Until all the power that Dick Tuduo had brought into the world was exhausted.
And Caesar... after the terrifying extreme cold breath, he still stood stubbornly in the same place, surrounded by dozens of thick ice spikes.
The scales on his body were completely frozen by a layer of solid ice that shone with a faint blue deathly light, and his face, which was exposed without any scale protection, was a strange, mottled color of waxy white and dark purple.
That is the mark of the flesh tissue being deeply frozen and necrotic in an instant.
But he was still alive... or rather, he was still breathing.
"Ocean and water..." Caesar stared at the bleeding Dragon King in the distance, his eyes were already a little cloudy and out of focus, "Now Fingel... has to find you too."
The corners of his mouth seemed to want to move, but they only formed a tragic arc that was frozen in frost. Then, his eyelids slowly and heavily drooped.
Pompey was furious, and Dictato twisted and disintegrated in his hands.
But in a trance, he seemed to see something wrapped in a ball of golden light, flying out of Caesar's body and then disappearing.
“…Cocoon!? You actually stole the authority that belongs only to the Supreme!?”