Chapter 285: The World’s Disparities, the Evil Dragon’s Fierce Eyes.
Fragment Five.
The ship burns in a sea of blood, its once spirited battle formation now reduced to scattered, burning planks.
Hunters who fall into the sea are swallowed by boiling water, unable to approach the legendary Black Dragon.
The Great Sea Dragon and Peak Mountain Dragon’s powers lift the hunter, allowing him to approach the giant deity. The岚Dragon’s power blows him onto the shore for the final battle.
He uses his body to guide the Evil Dragon’s fierce eyes, making it collide with humanity’s strongest weapon.
The Tempered Black Dragon roars as it breathes its last, the decisive weapon climbing ashore burns under falling fireballs.
The island sinks, leaving only the unconscious hunter adrift at sea, tightly clutching the Evil Dragon’s fierce eyes.
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Fragment Six.
Awakening, the hunter sees the familiar ceiling; everything before feels like just a dream.
The Evil Dragon’s fierce eyes growing on his palm seem to mock him, as the creator of the earth lands upon it in the guise of a destroyer.
News of one defeat after another arrives, foretelling that since stepping onto true land, the Tempered Black Dragon’s power continues to swell, destroying volcanoes smashing through all obstacles in its path.
They’ve missed their best chance by a hair’s breadth.
Dragging his still-wounded body, the hunter boards the next flying airship.
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Fragment Seven.
Humanity’s scattered forces gather again and again, each Strike Dragon Gun thrusts toward the Tempered Black Dragon’s body, bouncing off its shell or being melted by the dragon’s core.
The Tempered Black Dragon’s power swells endlessly, but humanity holds nothing back.
The giant deity falls.
Did they kill it?
Humanity holds nothing back, yet the Tempered Black Dragon’s power continues to grow.
The one-eyed giant revives, taking another step towards destruction.
The hunter looks at his palm; the Evil Dragon’s fierce eyes no longer mock, instead showing an unsettling seriousness.
A truly terrifying seriousness.
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Fragment Eight.
The Evil Dragon’s fierce eyes are embedded in the center of the helmet’s forehead, seriously staring at the hunter’s enemies.
Trapped within the armor, surrounded by infernal flames, the hunter feels numb, evil thoughts eroding his will, driving him mad.
But the armor seems to have exchanged his soul, carrying out his legacy while restraining the hollow shell from going insane.
He no longer feels the spiritual refreshment brought by the岚weapon; his claws had unknowingly crushed it.
People retreat towards Poké Village, leaving only the hunter behind.
And he will once again become the spearhead guiding the Strike Dragon Gun.
“贯贯穿 both me and Him, it’s all my fault.”
The hunter prays as the armored claws tear into the Tempered Black Dragon’s body.
The armor becomes grotesque and massive, dirty black oil flowing over it.
“Hmph.”
The Strike Dragon Gun pierces through both monsters, also entering the Tempered Black Dragon’s chest.
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Fragment Nine.
Destructive energy seeks to burn heaven and earth crimson; the dying hunter can’t block the rift.
They lost, from the moment the Tempered Black Dragon stepped onto land, it had already won.
Either kill it on the ocean, or let it drag everything down with it as it restarts the world.
The numb armor ignores the Strike Dragon Gun piercing its chest, black heavy oil flows from the wound before the corpse of the Tempered Black Dragon.
…
“That is the legendary Evil Dragon Armor that devours souls, corrupts minds, and distorts forms… but it only recognizes you.”
The great Dragon Person closes his eyes, unwilling to see any more.
“I accept.”
…
Jie Jie grips the jade in his hand, bewilderedly raising his head, staring blankly at the Giant Halberd Dragon’s corpse.
“Rest in peace.”
He remains motionless for a long time, finally able to utter only such a sigh.
Thank you.
It seems a broken soul really softly whispers towards Charon, then vanishes without a trace.
After feeling melancholy for a long time, he looks at the Giant Halberd Dragon’s corpse again; the Míng Dēng Lóng’s long neck bends to one side, causing uncontrollable nausea, vomiting only some pure Míng Fire.
He doesn’t want to eat at all, might as well collect materials.
Jie Jie carefully handles the Giant Halberd Dragon’s corpse, adjusting uneven parts until finally touching the unknown Dragon Jade.
The unknown Dragon Jade is absorbed by the Giant Halberd Dragon’s Totem, ultimately a war Dragon God Jade rather than the glowing Grand Flame Jade of the Tempered Black Dragon.
He looks at the Tempered Black Dragon’s corpse; on the dead volcano, a Black-Clothed Dragon Person watches him.
Jie Jie reveals no concealment regarding the Míng Dēng Lóng form, nor does he transform into a Smoky Snow Weasel.
The Míng Dēng Lóng steps forward, approaching the volcano, glaring slightly hostilely at the “tiny Dragon Person.”
“How arrogant of humans to think Milaos has won.”
“What else? Is this what you call human potential?”
He feels no need to hide his hostility, none whatsoever.
A speck of golden Evil Dragon’s fierce eye is held by the Dragon Person, squeezed into dissipating black mist.
“Even though we lost the first battle, by thwarting Milaos’ plans in the end, isn’t that human potential?”
The Dragon Person looks at the Giant Halberd Dragon, and suddenly Jie Jie feels a chilling aspect to this other side of potential.
Giant Halberd Dragon…
Is it an Ancient Dragon turned human, or a human turned Ancient Dragon?
Silent, he slightly opens his vast dark curtain, instinctively wanting to swell himself to intimidate.
But can he really intimidate the other?
“What do you mean by ‘plans’?”
Milaos should refer to the Tempered Black Dragon, so what are these plans?
Recalling those broken memories, along with the Tempered Black Dragon’s blatant resurrection, Jie Jie suddenly feels… like he’s in over his head.
It’s like spending half your luck on gacha pulls, but seeing you’re still halfway from guaranteed success and can’t stop.
“According to human terms, look towards Loke Clark and Poké Village, paying attention to the finest blades of grass and seeds.”
The Dragon Person’s tone takes on a slight chanting quality, ending like a dismissal order.
He gazes at the Tempered Black Dragon’s remains, but the Black-Clothed Dragon Person stands on this dead volcano, unmoving.
“Why?”
“Because humans failed expectations from the start.”
Jie Jie’s mind spins rapidly, locking onto the initial battle against the Tempered Black Dragon in the Calamitous Sea.
By a hair’s breadth.
The Tempered Black Dragon was supposed to perish in the Calamitous Sea battle, but it didn’t in this world.
Why not?
Without actual experience of success, he cannot compare the disparities in this destroyed world.
He has many questions, but the riddleman before him seems unwilling to answer anymore.
“For now, I’ll ask just one question: how do I go back?”
The Míng Dēng Lóng stands upright with arms crossed, seemingly demanding an answer.
Yes, must, he must return!
“Go to the place humans call the Ancient Tower.”
Can’t you send me back?
But Jie Jie refrains from angrily questioning and flies north.
In the old Steel Dragon’s memory lies the recollection of a snow mountain and village where he once shed his skin.
Across the sea opposite the snow mountain lies the Fenglong region where the Ancient Tower resides, conveniently on the way.
With resentment, Jie Jie flies away.
Being able to return isn’t without gains, but he simply cannot feel happy…
Chapter 286
