Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Chapter 597 Cultural Differences Are Like This
Through the huge gap in the tower, one can clearly see the chaotic scene in the distant wasteland. A team of nearly 100,000 people retreated in panic like a frightened herd of beasts, with flags askew, troops scattered, and the dust raised covering the sky. It was a miserable scene of people abandoning their armor and fleeing.

Di Tian leaned casually against a huge broken stone pillar, his dark golden pupils looking down indifferently at the army in the distance that was heading towards self-destruction, his tone as flat as if he was commenting on a farce that had nothing to do with him.

Of course, the main purpose is to cover up one's own murderous intentions.

"They can't stop. Recruiting and maintaining troops is a huge expense that can no longer be sustained, so they can only resort to fighting to support the war. Unable to defeat the well-equipped regular army with soul guides, they can only turn their fangs on their weaker brethren, relying on plunder and killing to survive."

"But the resources plundered will never be enough, and hatred will only grow deeper and deeper, and its own collapse will begin from within. This army is rotten from the root, and whether it moves forward or backward, it will only end up destroying itself." Ji Dong continued naturally.

As Ji Dong spoke, Di Tian seemingly inadvertently raised his left hand and flexed his wrist, ensuring that the special ornament could be clearly seen. He deliberately, yet unintentionally, displayed the soul-devouring glow and the powerful aura of Mu Xing.

It was a dark blue ring, its hue so profound it seemed to imprison a condensed, dark universe. The ring's material was unknown, faintly covered with intricate, ancient patterns. These lines were unclear, appearing only vaguely, yet they gave off an extremely mysterious and obscure feeling.

What is even more frightening is that when one tries to carefully distinguish the patterns, one will suddenly feel a slight dizziness, as if one's mental power is being silently devoured and sucked in by the ring, making one subconsciously want to look away.

This ring exudes a restrained yet extremely dangerous aura, which is both incompatible with his own violent and domineering dragon power, and yet strangely blends with it, creating a daunting feeling.

The three-colored light flowing around Alex paused slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, because he had never expected to see this thing in this form at this moment.

But in just a moment, the surprise turned into understanding. He knew too well his traitor, who had a strange personality and often acted unexpectedly. After all, with his knowledge and level, he naturally recognized the nature of the ring at a glance.

Super artifact, the Heavenly Holy Split Abyss Halberd!
"I see..." Alex muttered to himself. Perhaps it was temporarily given to Di Tian for the upcoming tough battle? After all, a powerful super-artifact would undoubtedly increase the chances of defeating the Silver Dragon King. This was in line with Mu Xing's style of maximizing resource utilization to achieve his goals.

Ji Dong's eyes were almost wide open, and tears almost flowed from the corners of his mouth.

That's a super artifact! The first generation of evil gods gave him an incomplete godhood, and the super artifact Judgment Scales hadn't even been seen.

He'd never even had the chance to touch a super artifact up close in his entire life, let alone possess it. Seeing the clearly high-quality super artifact in Di Tian's hand now, his eyes burned with fervor, and he could only grit his teeth and mutter, "Just like that? What if… Damn it, I want it too!!!" Wang Dong's pupils constricted. She hadn't seen this ring before, but the moment its dark blue luster caught her eye, as a follower of Mu Xing, a strong and familiar tremor surged deep within her soul. The ring possessed the aura of a star!
Her eyes were glued to the ring, her heart felt as if it were immersed in an ice cave, and as if it were being roasted on fire. How could she not know what it meant to wear a ring on her left ring finger!
Whether it was when her mother told her in the God Realm with a gentle smile about the past between her and Tang San, which was full of twists and turns and deep affection, and occasionally mentioned the customs of the human world that symbolized marriage and vows; or when she and her good friend Xiao Xiao secretly read by lamplight at night during her studies at Shrek Academy, those picture books from various countries in the mainland that depicted romantic stories of talented men and beautiful women, this detail appeared and emphasized countless times: the ring finger of the left hand is connected to the heart meridian, and it is the exclusive position that symbolizes love and commitment.

The meaning of a ring worn on the ring finger of the left hand is self-evident. It is a declaration more direct and solemn than any language!
Wang Dong is completely immersed in the cognitive cage constructed by human culture. All her anger and dissatisfaction are based on a premise that she has never doubted.

Dragons possess a far longer history than humans, with distinct cultural customs. Their social structures, expressions of intimacy and loyalty, and even their understanding of tokens may be completely alien to human civilization. The ring on Di Tian's left ring finger might hold a completely different meaning for a dragon, or perhaps simply because it allows him to wield a sword with his right hand, meaningless beyond that. In short, it was definitely not the romanticized human covenant Wang Dong had imagined.

Di Tian leaned lazily against the broken wall, his dark golden vertical pupils seemingly indifferently sweeping over the human army in the distance, but in fact he took in all of Wang Dong's subtle reactions.

He thought Wang Dong was a hopeless idiot.

As long as you use a little common sense and feel a little carefully, you will understand who is the one who is truly indulged by the king.

Ji Dong also felt that Wang Dong was unreasonable. After all, he had long observed through the center of the divine realm that the reverse scale that connected Di Tian's life and soul had been hanging on Mu Xing's body for several years. It was a symbol of loyalty and belonging that was more unquestionable than any so-called wedding ring of humans. It was the absolute submission and trust that the dragon clan entrusted their own weaknesses and lives to.

But Wang Dong seemed to be blind and turned a blind eye. He just stared at the position of the ring in the conventional sense of human beings and was troubled by it. He was immersed in the cheap drama of love and could not extricate himself.

No, sister, dragons don't follow human rules. Maybe they wear the ring on the ring finger of their left hand just to make it easier to cut you with a knife. After all, this Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King seems to be more accustomed to using his right hand.

And what's that look in your eyes? After noticing Wang Dong's unfriendly gaze, Ji Dong glared back fiercely.

Di Tian still maintained his aloof demeanor, as if he was completely unaware of the turmoil caused by his actions, but the slightly swaying tip of his tail revealed a hint of evil pleasure.

Hey everyone, please be patient, there's another chapter coming soon!