Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 595 Reunion (The Private Marseille is still a two-in-one event today)

Deep in the city of Erlen, outside the high tower.

High in the sky, another flying soul master under Xue Lingxun was carefully restraining his own breath, using the cover of clouds and ruined buildings to try to approach the tower that exuded a heart-pounding yet hopeful breath of life again.

"Tsk!"

Inside the tower, Ji Dong accurately locked onto the sneaky figure in the sky through the cracks in the tower, with undisguised impatience and murderous intent surging in his eyes.

"It's never-ending, is it?" Ji Dong's voice was low and dangerous, with the irritation of a person who had been in a high position for a long time and was repeatedly provoked by ants.

Back in the Five Elements Continent, Ji Dong was a tyrant, feared throughout the land. How could anyone dare to hover over him, repeatedly? Even if the other party was pitifully weak and couldn't gather any valuable intelligence, this very act was a challenge to his patience and authority.

A concentrated force of the Heretic God quietly gathered around him, causing the surrounding light to distort and dim. With a single thought, he could instantly reduce the spirit form of the "fly" in the sky to ash.

However, just before the murderous intent was about to burst out, he suppressed it forcefully.

On the one hand, it was because Electrolux had clearly said "ignore it" before, and he respected his friend's opinion, especially when the other party was making a key breakthrough, and he didn't want to cause trouble.

On the other hand, and more importantly, he needed to save his best form and opportunity for the crucial moment of the battle against the Silver Dragon King. That was a formidable foe even he had to be wary of. Any unnecessary loss of energy or exposure could affect the outcome of the battle. Exposing himself prematurely for a few insignificant flies? That was simply not worth it.

"Hmph!" Ji Dong finally snorted coldly, suppressing the urge to immediately crush the opponent. The concentrated power of the evil god slowly dissipated, but he still locked his cold gaze on the flying soul master, as if exerting invisible pressure with his eyes.

The atmosphere within the tower grew tense. Wang Dong keenly sensed the terrifying murderous intent that erupted and then forcibly suppressed, but what did it have to do with her? She observed the actions of the flying spirit master outside with indifference, her heart unmoved.

A few dozen miles outside the city of Erlen, there is a temporary rebel camp.

The flying spirit master scout, who had narrowly escaped death, rushed back to the central army tent, pale and terrified. He fell to the ground, his voice still tinged with fear: "Your Highness! Prince! As I approached the tower, I was locked upon by an extremely terrifying gaze! This was definitely a powerful being far superior to me! But... but he didn't attack me!"

This news cheered up Xue Lingxun and Xu Sanshi, who were originally nervous.

"Didn't they attack you?" Xu Sanshi asked anxiously, "Did you see who it was?"

"I... I'm not sure," the scout replied breathlessly, "I only felt a cold, evil gaze, as if from a dormant beast... But since he didn't attack, I guess... I guess he must be a companion of that healing spirit master who exuded the aura of life? Otherwise, it doesn't make sense..."

This inference immediately caused a strong light of hope to burst out in Xue Lingxun and Xu Sanshi's eyes.

"That's right! It must be so!" Xu Sanshi clapped his hands suddenly, his face full of excitement. "Mother! Did you hear that? A powerful person didn't attack our scouts. This must be a friendly gesture! That healing spirit master is indeed not alone. He has powerful companions protecting him!"

A blush appeared on Xue Lingxun's pale face. She quickly analyzed this "rational" line of thought. The more she analyzed, the more she felt that it was extremely likely: "That's right! A precious healing spirit master, who is powerless, how could he survive alone in this deserted city? He must be protected by powerful fighting spirit masters!" Her tone became excited, "The pure and powerful life breath sensed by the scouts earlier is likely that the healing spirit master is absorbing spirit rings to break through, or treating his injured companions!"

The more she thought about it, the more her deduction seemed reasonable. "And his companions, in order to protect him at the critical moment of his breakthrough or recovery, released their aura to warn our scouts, yet they showed mercy. This is clearly a sign of willingness to communicate, and perhaps even goodwill!"

The immense joy and hope overwhelmed their minds, causing them to automatically filter out the "cold evil" described in that gaze, and only see "no attack" and "possibly friendly."

"God bless my Douling!" Xue Lingxun excitedly grabbed Xu Sanshi's arm, "Sanshi, this is our only chance! A powerful healing spirit master, plus at least one fellow combat spirit master with unfathomable strength! If we can recruit them, we have hope!"

Xu Sanshi's heart was also filled with emotion, as if he had already seen the scene where he, as a prince, treated the wise and virtuous with respect and successfully recruited two powerful soul masters, thus reversing the situation.

"Mom! I've personally prepared generous gifts and brought people to visit you. We can't miss this opportunity!"

Xu Sanshi took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and a subtle uneasiness. He carefully removed a warm jade box from his soul storage device and opened the lid. Five dark blue pills, shrouded in a faint mist and a strange medicinal aroma, lay quietly on the soft silk padding.

The Xuanshui Pill, one of the Xuanming Sect's most valuable treasures, was the most generous gift he, the Young Sect Master, could offer. Each one was worth a fortune and in short supply. He gazed at the pill, a flicker of pain in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a stronger anticipation. He imagined the delighted expressions of the powerful healing spirit master and his companions upon seeing this gift. Who could refuse the Xuanshui Pill? It was a treasure that could lay the foundation for a family's future!
Looking at this sect's most precious treasure, Xu Sanshi was excited, but a slight frown appeared on his brow as uncertainty surfaced. He looked at his mother and whispered, "Mom, while these Profound Water Pills are good and highly effective for Soul Masters below level 20, their effect on those powerful individuals is negligible. That healing-type Soul Master's companion was able to frighten away a Soul Saint-level scout with just a glance; their strength is probably... would they even care about these Profound Water Pills?" He wasn't entirely ignorant; he vaguely realized that the value of the Profound Water Pills might not match the strength of those powerful individuals.

Xue Lingxun's face remained pale, but her eyes were remarkably firm. She gently patted the back of her son's hand, her tone filled with almost stubborn confidence, "Sanshi, at their level, perhaps they no longer value external things so much. We are now in dire straits and truly cannot offer treasures that match their strength. But precisely because of this, sincerity is so precious!"

Xu Sanshi took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and solemnly put away the jade box: "I understand. I will show our utmost sincerity and do our utmost to persuade those seniors!" He straightened his robes, selected a squad of guards, and, carrying the five Xuan Shui Pills that might be considered useless by the other party, along with his sincere intentions and respectful attitude, set off towards the tower where a terrifying being lurked, his confidence rekindled.

Xue Lingxun watched her son's retreating figure, her eyes filled with desperate anticipation. The unnatural flush of excitement still lingered on her pale face. However, deep within that anticipation lay a lingering worry that even she herself didn't want to dwell on.

Is the Xuanshui Pill truly sufficient? Will the mysterious healing spirit master and his companions truly value this sincerity?

She forced herself to think positively, trying to use memories to strengthen her confidence. In this dark moment when the empire was overthrown and the royal bloodline was on the verge of extinction, an unparalleled strongman who could turn the tide and save the Xue family from disaster... She had only read about such records in the secret historical records of the Douling Empire royal family when she was very young.

It was a name, a name that was imprinted in the history of the continent like a legend - Tang San.

Now, the Douling Empire faces a similar impasse. Trapped in the wilderness, Xue Lingxun and her son, Xu Sanshi, are surrounded by powerful enemies. Will fate favor the Xue family once again? Will those mysterious and powerful figures, like King Lan Hao, become their saviors?
The thought made her heart beat faster, and her blood seemed to heat up. She clenched her hands tightly, digging her nails into her palms, as if this could only hold on to the slim hope more firmly.

"It will...it will definitely happen..." She murmured to herself in a low voice, as if praying, or as if hypnotizing herself, "Our ancestors were able to obtain the help of the Sea God and continue the country's prosperity...Now that my Xue family has suffered such a great disaster, there will definitely be strong people to help us...The senior in the tower may be sent by fate..."

She pinned all her hopes, even her fantasies about the future, on her son's visit, completely unaware that she was applying someone else's legend, filled with countless coincidences and specific historical conditions, to the completely different and cruel reality she faced.

At the same time Xu Sanshi was struggling towards the tower with his "sincere gift".

Inside the tower, the suffocating pressure suddenly changed. Ji Dong, with a domineering attitude, turned his head and raised his chin to Wang Dong, who was trying to keep a low profile. "Those noisy guys outside are getting closer and closer. They're very noisy. Go and drive them away."

He glanced at Wang Dong, as if he were talking about a trivial matter, even with a sense of entitlement: "For a second-level deity like you, driving away an army of mortals shouldn't be a difficult task, right? Don't let them bother us."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong's delicate brows immediately furrowed, and a clear sense of dissatisfaction and resistance surfaced on her usually aloof face. Although she was a second-level deity, she was subordinate to the God of Destruction; why should she obey the orders of this wicked and sinister fellow?

"I'm not your subordinate," Wang Dong responded coldly, "Why should I listen to you? Why don't you go by yourself?"

As expected, a God King without a complete Godhood couldn't even command a Level 2 God. Ji Dong sneered and didn't force it.

At this moment, the space above the tower suddenly made a cracking sound under the heavy weight, and a space crack with a dark electric light flashing on the edge was torn open!
The actual dragon's might poured down from it, instantly covering the entire tower.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and burly figure covered in dark scale armor stepped out from the spatial crack. Accompanying him was a humanoid dragon-slaying sword with an extremely sharp aura.

Di Tian's dark golden pupils swept across the tower below with an icy glance, instantly locking onto Ji Dong, Wang Dong, and Alex, who was currently at a critical stage. His gaze lingered on Wang Dong for a moment, cold and oppressive.

The sudden arrival of Di Tian and the dragon-slaying sword he brought with him, which was specifically designed for dragons but could obviously also kill other races, instantly made the atmosphere in the tower extremely tense.

Of course, this is directed at Wang Dong.

Ji Dong's cynicism faded slightly upon seeing Di Tian, ​​replaced by a kind of enthusiasm and excitement. Because dragons' skeletons are more similar to those of large cats than reptiles, they are very strong in close combat and their dodging is very agile—his point being that dragons could also be called "flying magic cats."

"It seems that it is very lively here." Di Tian's low voice sounded, and he glanced at the army advancing outside the city in the distance, "How is the progress?" He was obviously asking Alex.

Alex's response came out calmly, with a hint of the fluctuation of the law echoing: "It's OK, but it will take some time to completely stabilize the godhood in this world."

"How do we deal with those people outside? I wanted to ask Tang Xiaoqi to drive them away," Ji Dong glanced at Wang Dong, who immediately gave him a dissatisfied look, "What a pity, I'm just a down-and-out God King who doesn't even have a super artifact and whose godhood is incomplete. I can't even control a second-level God." His words were obviously meant to irritate Wang Dong and secretly express his dissatisfaction.

What good is a lazy dog ​​that doesn't work? Di Tian suppressed the urge to attack Wang Dong. He pondered for a moment and looked at Long Yan, "Let them get lost and fend for themselves somewhere else. Whether they burn, kill, plunder, or are wiped out by the pursuing troops, it has nothing to do with us."

After all, Long Yan was born in the Dragon Slaying Sect of the Douling Empire. If he came forward, it might reduce some unnecessary conflicts and troubles. Although it is not that troublesome, at most he can kill some of them, and the Dragon Slaying Sword can still cut something else.

"Okay." After all, it was just expulsion and not killing, and Long Yan couldn't refuse it either emotionally or logically.

I'll need the Dragon Slaying Sword later. Thinking of this, Di Tian added, "Go quickly and come back quickly. There's no need to get entangled with them."

Long Yan nodded, and without any hesitation, he instantly turned into a heart-pounding streak of sharp light, jumped down from the tower, and flew straight out of the city. Wherever he passed, the air seemed to be cut by an invisible sharp intent.