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Chapter 245 The Final Chapter of the Dragon Clan

Xue Dinglu entered the Dragon Clan's library and witnessed the entire Dragon Clan's 6500 million-year history.

A meteorite that fell in the Gulf of Mexico at the end of the Cretaceous period carried the seeds of the Sacred Tree. In that era, the Sacred Tree had grown once on Earth, but was driven out by a giant volcano unleashed by the enraged world consciousness.

The original version of the sacred tree bore fruit and left the blue planet, but at the same time it also parasitized a large number of seeds deep in the earth's crust.

The age of dinosaurs came to an end, but the departing sacred tree carried with it a great deal of dinosaur lineage and genes, which caught the eye of someone in the Black Mist Council.

"We always need some relatives and cannon fodder to help us deal with minor problems."

They only want the fruit. As for how the fruit came about, how the world recovered from its decline after the fruit was harvested, and how to carry out a second harvest, these things all require the right people to handle.

Therefore, they need "family members".

The ancestors of the dragons were chosen, and they began a long history of becoming weapons of war.

Killing and reproduction were the only two commands they needed to execute to survive. Simply as weapons of war, they became blades, biological vanguards that invaded other civilizations, and so tens of millions of years passed.

They began to evolve gradually, their brain capacity increased, they began to learn to think, to learn, and even began to evolve towards a "human form".

After this scene was discovered by their superiors, they began to receive more attention and treatment.

That is the mark of a slave.

The development of civilizations was thus interrupted, and they were forced to become like "fruit farmers," responsible for helping to manage and maintain the world after the sacred tree bore fruit. Every few thousand years, they would take care of a civilization that was about to become extinct, and then let the sacred tree descend upon it again.

Every few thousand or ten thousand years, they will move to another planet and begin this repetitive work.

They lived in this way for an unknown period of time, gradually forming their own civilization and culture. Their lives of wandering and watching all the worlds they had nurtured become extinct one by one, they gradually felt sadness and loneliness.

It takes thousands of years for a race to recover from the apocalypse, but only a few days to be destroyed.

In particular, many dragons also develop corresponding emotional attachments to the original local creatures, and then watch them being hung on the sacred tree like livestock in a slaughterhouse.

The tombstones of a local civilization may only contain a single sentence in their hands.

Such an environment caused depression in all dragons, and their culture inevitably became filled with endless longing and sorrow. In this cultural atmosphere, more and more dragons went to extremes, and more and more committed suicide.

At its worst, the entire population was reduced to only a few hundred dragons.

Therefore, during this period, the impulse to return home was born. It was the spiritual sustenance that allowed the dragons to survive, and it gave everyone a vague and elusive hope for the future.

Although this hope is as small as a speck of dust.

After who knows how many years, they decided to no longer submit.

One day, they too will become mummies on that sacred tree, a testament to their forbearance and resistance.

After an unknown amount of time, generation after generation of Dragon Kings finally found this incredibly perfect planet.

This place possesses unparalleled magic, a world consciousness in extremely poor condition, and a local race that, while not currently powerful, has immense potential.

Thus, in the Dragon King Project known as the "Black Dragon King," the plan to assassinate the apostle was carried out.

They plan to slow down the pace of this world's civilization's recovery, allowing it to recover to a level that allows the sacred tree to be harvested again in about ten thousand years.

Therefore, in this long plan, thousands of years of sacrifice are only to obtain the authority of the world's consciousness. Thousands of years are spent recuperating and restoring the power of the world's authority. Then, all living beings in the world will be sacrificed, and the world's consciousness will be drained to cultivate enough power. In the last few thousand years, they will hide and wait for an opportunity to lure the apostles to this planet...

Assault and kill!

A plan spanning tens of thousands of years, the accumulation of the Dragon King's corpse over tens of thousands of years, and the sacrifice of all living beings on the entire planet, including the final detonation of the entire planet, to completely kill the Apostles.

Even though all the dragons would die after the apostle was killed, it didn't matter at all.

With the main lineage dead, their descendants, the dragonkin, will not be bound by slave contracts. They will inherit the entire dragon civilization and future, and bring their ashes back to their homeland.

This is a condensed history of their civilization, which has no homeland.

Tens of millions of years of history, contained in just one page, in a thin book.

Tens of millions of years is too long. This library is filled with records of history and civilization. The library almost hollowed out the entire sacred mountain, with hundreds of thousands of books densely packed together like a honeycomb.

But after today, this place may no longer be used, and they won't be able to take most of the books with them.

……

The world has chosen to embrace the dragon.

Despite their numerous mistakes, all of them came to an end with the collapse of the Dragon Tomb and the complete death of the Tyrannosaurus King.

In the end, all the dragons chose the future. They did not give up their hatred, but hatred was no longer everything. They wanted to return home and have a new future.

However, the hatred was not eliminated; they continued to accumulate power until they were able to completely kill the apostle who had enslaved them for countless years.

This is the endless, relentless revenge of the petty-minded dragons.

However, very few dragons chose to stay in this world, so few that they could hardly form a species. They all prepared to go home, back to their homeland that they had been away from for tens of millions of years.

Go see if the privet flowers are still in bloom, see if the sky is still blue, how are those giant insects doing, and what about the scattered mice in the burrows...

Oh shit, it seems that the area over there has been taken over by those loose rats.

However, the desire to go home was irresistible, but Xue Dinglu still had many things to do before returning home...

"Are you sure you want to stay in this world? Or have you really fallen in love with the beast-eared girl?" Xue Dinglu asked the old demon emperor.

Old Deng has no plans to return to Earth, or even his original planet.

He just wants to farm in this world now, and oh right, there's also the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament! He's going to realize his ideals, his ambitions and plans in this world, and overcome all the pitfalls he can, before leading his army home in glory!
Don't those lunatics in my own world love fighting and brawling?
That's what I call showing you an even crazier, more powerful, and stronger army! They're even more cultured. Although the land is no longer suffering, everyone used to talk about the suffering of the land and the lamentations of the cities. They're sure to bring some unexpected surprises to our ignorant world that doesn't want peace.

Xue Law: "..."

It seems that the old Demon Emperor's war-crazed nature has always been suppressed deep in his heart. He has always looked down on his clansmen who only know how to fight, but he is essentially the same kind of person.

He simply suppressed his true nature and, for the sake of peace, kept learning to become a qualified emperor.

But this world, which is both peaceful and allows for exhilarating battles, where the entire world has its own culture and where one can fight against countless powerful beings, is a place that truly delights him, given all these conditions.

Furthermore, this place is in dire need of rebuilding and requires a strong and capable ruler to govern it, while also guarding against the apostles that may appear at any time.

"Yes, I really love the incredibly powerful beast-eared girls here. Their purity is excellent. The power of any one of them after their dragon transformation allows me to suppress my own strength and fight to my heart's content!" the old demon emperor explained.

Xue Law: "..."

So this is what your "liking" is like?

Do you really want to hold the World Martial Arts Tournament after unifying the world?

Xue Lude hesitated, thinking that this world full of beautiful kemonomimi girls might turn into a group of lesbians with extreme purity, blissful strength, and muscles when he came back next time.

That was the world of the madman. If he landed here and made eye contact with the blessed beast-eared madman, he would be deliberately punched and beaten until he knelt down.

A world where a pure battle erupts the moment they look at each other?
Xue's Law mourns the future of this world, but it's still better than that previous abstract "land of suffering".

He couldn't get along with this group of pure-blooded people, so he quietly considered starting a new account later.

All his Noble Phantasms were destroyed, which made him, who was originally an item-based player, look distressed.

Destroying powerful items is fun for a moment, but it's a disaster afterwards.

Even the cursed blood left by the Great Sage exploded, meaning he could only pursue the path of pure magic from now on, but his current magical strength... at most, he was only at the near-4th rank.

In high-level games, it's just a roadside stall.

However, Xue Luding was not discouraged. After all, when he first came into contact with the supernatural two months ago, he was able to seal the Lich King even without anything.

Now, no matter what, I can pull myself up to a near-Tier 4 strength.

Xue Dinglu waved goodbye to the old Demon Emperor, saying, "Goodbye. I have a permanent portal here. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions, or I can help you with any resources or problems that you can't solve."

"By the way, most of the dragon clan's history books are in the Holy Mountain, you can read them to your heart's content."

"Oh! Then I'll begin my studies after I unify the world," the old Demon Emperor said.

Xue Law: "..."

Is the "Mother-in-law Demon King" transforming into a pure demon king imbued with the power of nine dragons a good thing or a bad thing?

Oh no, being a nagging mother and purity don't conflict...

"I almost forgot, I still need to make a trip to your world," the old Demon Emperor said.

"What?" Xue Dinglu was taken aback.

"I'm bringing a strategist with me. I don't have high requirements; as long as his culture and vision are at your level, that'll be fine." The old Demon Emperor crossed his arms and looked at Xue Dinglu.

Xue Law: "..."

This world is not very suitable for Earthlings, whether it was the land of suffering in the past or the world full of purity and madness now.

Even though this place is full of beautiful kemonomimi girls, all Xue Law wants to say is that Earthlings are genetically locked and will never be able to reach the reality of contact with the extraordinary. They are just easy prey here.

Those beast-eared girls who look so full of onomatopoeia and purity could probably crush an Earthling's head with just their armpits, and every muscle on their bodies is probably as powerful as a hydraulic press, the kind that could easily grind into minced meat.

"I...I advise you to be kind..." Xue Dinglu immediately refused. At worst, he could just give him a phone and a corresponding charging device and let him learn on his own, or let some of the beast-eared girls go to Earth to study history.

Stop messing with my loose rat brothers.

……

After finally persuading the old Demon Emperor, Xue Law prepared to say goodbye to Senior Olivia and leave.

But at that moment, the world's consciousness pulled him into a private chat channel.

“This is my compensation,” World Consciousness said.

"Based on your memories, it is called 'Modifier'."

　There's another chapter coming after 1 AM, please understand.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)