Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 152 Four Sovereigns and Eight Kings Ascend to the First Generation! (4K)

"he came."

Electrolux gazed at Mo Yuan, who had appeared in the Sea of ​​Spirit, and said softly. Xue Di remained silent, having already learned what Mo Yuan was about to do from the introduction she had received from Bing Di.

She was very curious about what kind of pain could make Ice Emperor, a spirit beast who had experienced many hardships, so terrified that he dared not think about it.

Just as recorded in Norse mythology, Nidhogg, which was perched on the roots of the World Tree, opened its eyes, its dragon eyes as calm as the sun, and gazed at Mo Yuan who had come before it.

The dragon's wings spread out, and the resulting gale, carrying the sound of colliding skulls, echoed throughout the entire Sea of ​​Spirit, heading all the way to the ends of the world.

Both man and dragon remained silent. Mo Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, quietly awaiting the impending pain and power. But this time, Nidhogg did something completely different from before.

The sound of air being torn apart rang out, and with a soft thud, Nidhogg's claws, sharper than Gungnir's, pierced straight into Mo Yuan's chest, then emerged from behind. Boundless, indescribable pain surged through him like a tidal wave, trying to drag his consciousness into an endless hell.

"Xiao Yuan!" Electrolux was shocked by what he saw. His hand flashed with gray light as he tried to help, but Xue Di and Bing Di were stunned and had not yet reacted.

"I'm fine, Elder Yi!" Mo Yuan gritted his teeth, his eyes streaked with blood like a spider web, his crimson eyes fixed on Nidhogg's dragon eyes.

He didn't ask Nidhogg why he did it; he only needed to be clear on one thing: Nidhogg had no reason to, and wouldn't, use this method to harm him.

If He truly wanted to take over His own body, He could have done so from the moment He descended, after all, He is a true God.

Mo Yuan felt as if his body was being dismembered by thousands of sharp knives, or as if he was being repeatedly immersed in lava and icy seas. The pain was incomparable to even the most terrible tortures in the world.

Under this torment, Mo Yuan felt he could no longer hold on. Time was slipping away, and the dragon blood within his body was boiling, devouring the remaining human blood like a demon.

Suddenly, the body sitting cross-legged on the ground with its eyes closed opened its eyes. Ancient, solemn, and noble golden pupils were ignited. The muscles on its face twitched quietly, and black scales stained with blood pierced out from under its skin. As its joints twisted, its limbs gradually became contorted, resembling those of a reptile.

But his expression grew increasingly indifferent, devoid of joy or sorrow, like a spectator detached from the world, observing the fate of everyone in the world, like a 'god'.

Mo Yuan's eyelids began to droop uncontrollably as if filled with lead, his vision gradually blurred, he was numb and could no longer feel the pain, his consciousness was about to be swallowed by darkness, and he was about to fall into an endless hell.

On a branch of the World Tree, Electroc clenched his fists, his face extremely solemn. He knew this was a necessary process on the path to godhood. If he could survive, he would live; if he couldn't... he dared not think about it, much less consider it.

Ice Empress's expression was the same as Ilex's, her hands clenching tightly in front of her chest, her eyes full of worry. Snow Empress, on the other hand, looked surprised and doubtful. She had thought that with Nidhogg's presence, Mo Yuan's path to godhood would be smooth sailing, but now it seemed that the difficulty was about the same as their soul beast tribulations.

With a splash, Mo Yuan felt as if he had fallen into a dark, icy sea, but he did not feel cold. Instead, he felt an extremely comfortable warmth, like being in the womb where a baby is being conceived.

"Have I transmigrated again...?" Mo Yuan's chaotic consciousness suddenly cleared up. Just as he was thinking this, a sound like the beating of war drums entered his ears, making him feel as if he were in an ancient battlefield with thousands of troops.

The drumbeats grew louder and louder until they filled his mind completely. Stimulated by the deafening noise, his consciousness gradually returned.

At this moment, Mo Yuan suddenly realized that this was not the sound of drums, but the sound of his own heart beating!

In that instant, the warmth vanished, the pain vanished, everything vanished, leaving only a pure ray of light, as if it were the first ray of light ever born in the world!

In the darkness-shrouded space outside, a huge cocoon made of countless translucent white threads stood calmly, emanating a heartbeat like a war drum.

When the war drums roared so loudly that the sound waves made the pebbles on the ground tremble, a crack appeared on the cocoon's outer shell, and then the cracks became more numerous and denser.

Finally, the cocoon burst open, splitting in two and falling to the ground, revealing the naked person curled up inside.

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, as if waking from a deep sleep, or being reborn after dying once. His ancient, solemn, and noble golden eyes shone with unparalleled brilliance.

The world became exceptionally clear in his eyes; every inch of dust and speck of dirt was reflected in his pupils, revealing every minute detail. The same was true for sounds; even if tens of thousands of people were roaring and cheering in his ears, he could clearly hear the sound of a butterfly flapping its wings a hundred meters away.

Everything was so new, like stepping into a completely new world. He looked up, his gaze piercing through the spatial barrier and darkness, just like the first ape-man to look up at the starry sky millions of years ago.

Mo Yuan calmly stood up, his expression indifferent, his eyes calm, without sorrow or joy, without grief or anger. He merely waved his hand, and the surrounding darkness came alive, weaving a noble robe for him.

"The Heart of the Dragon..." Mo Yuan clutched his left chest, feeling the constantly beating heart inside and experiencing the inexhaustible power within his body.

The Dragon Heart does not represent a real heart; it is an illusion without a physical form. It is the purest will and instinct of the dragon race, representing their domineering, powerful, and uncompromising desire for domination.

The Dragon Heart is essentially a prerequisite for becoming a Dragon King, requiring a perfect harmony of spirit and soul. This is why, in the original Dragon Raja, Herzog, despite obtaining the power of the White King and possessing a dragon's body, could never become the true White King.

Mo Yuan took a deep breath. He now understood that Nidhogg's actions were all aimed at making him obtain the Heart of the Dragon through suffering, and the inexplicable feeling he had before also had an answer.

This reshuffle will indeed bring about significant changes.

When the proportion and concentration of dragons in his body reaches 70%, he is no longer human or dragon, but a dragon king with the heart of a dragon!

It is a dragon of the same level as the four kings and eight dragons! It is the ninth king!

His body is immortal, and his spirit is indestructible! Even if his body is destroyed, as long as the cocoon, egg, and nucleus remain, he will be reborn!

Moreover, since the dragon blood in his body comes directly from the Black King Nidhogg, he can initially control the five elements, and his Word of Power is also fully unlocked.

Just like the twins, he also has his own flaws. He is unable to hatch a complete dragon body, possessing authority but lacking power, much like Teacher Shrimp.

As for alchemy, he knows all the knowledge of the Seven Kingdoms. For example, he can create the legendary "Land of the Dead," Nibelungen. However, his knowledge is not as profound as that of Norton and Odin. Moreover, alchemy is not a word of magic; it requires continuous learning and comprehension to use.

“Hoo…” Mo Yuan let out a long breath, then closed his eyes. When he opened them again, it was as if crimson-gold flames were burning in his golden pupils. The Dragon King’s majesty materialized and spread outwards, eventually forming a domain based on majesty.

In this realm, even the most resolute person would be subdued by its majesty, kneeling down and bowing their head to pay the highest respect to the Dragon King.

This is the royal domain.

"Xiao Yuan, are you alright?" Electrolux asked with concern after carefully examining Mo Yuan from head to toe upon arriving outside. Ice Empress and Snow Empress also arrived at this time. The two sisters had been nearly scared to death, fearing that something might have happened to Mo Yuan, ending their path to godhood before it even began.

Mo Yuan looked at Elex with an extremely indifferent gaze. Looking at those golden eyes that were almost identical to Nidhogg's, Elex immediately had a bad feeling.

Fortunately, Mo Yuan quickly suppressed those emotions, and his humanity regained dominance. Compared to the lofty, domineering, powerful, and ruling dragon nature, he still preferred his humanity.

Mo Yuan shook his head and said softly, "Don't worry, Elder Yi, I'm fine. It's all over."

"That's good." Upon hearing this, Electron immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, by the way, Elder Yi, after this blood transfusion, the knowledge of the seven kingdoms of alchemy has basically been fully unlocked, but I am not yet able to comprehend it. I will make a copy for you later," Mo Yuan said.

Upon hearing this, Electrox's eyes gleamed, and a look of joy appeared on his face. "Good, good, good. I have plenty of time. After I learn it, I can teach you and speed up your progress."

Mo Yuan smiled and nodded; he had thought so too. At this moment, Xue Di, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "Um... Mo Yuan, could you also give me some knowledge of alchemy?"

Xue Di could already foresee the tedious days to come, so she might as well find something to do. She was also very curious about what this great thing called alchemy was all about.

Upon seeing her good friend Xue Di make this request, Bing Di immediately raised her hand and said, "Mo Yuan, I want one too!"

Mo Yuan looked at the little girl-like Ice Emperor and laughed, "I can understand what the Snow Empress wants, but as for you, you've been with me for so long, why don't you want to study? And even if you could, would you be able to learn?"

Hyotei's face flushed red instantly, and she said angrily, "Mo Yuan, what do you mean? Are you calling me an idiot?!"

Mo Yuan shrugged and pretended to be innocent, saying, "You said it yourself, I didn't say you were an idiot."

Looking at Mo Yuan, who was joking with Ice Emperor with a warm smile, Snow Emperor revealed a perfect smile. Looking at it this way, it seems that this person who carries the existence of Nidhogg is not a ruthless tyrant.

After using the Six Cyber ​​Arts to make the Ice Emperor shut up, Mo Yuan copied the knowledge of alchemy from his mind and divided it into three parts, giving them to Elder Yi, the Snow Emperor, and the Ice Emperor respectively.

"Can I back out?" Hyotei asked cautiously, looking at the thick book in her hand that could crush a person.

Mo Yuan glanced at her and said in a calm tone, "Okay, but you have to talk to Nidhogg and see if he's willing to let you go back on your word."

Hyotei's expression froze, then he shook his head violently.

"Never mind, never mind, just pretend I didn't say that..."

Even though she had spent more than three years with Nidhogg in the Sea of ​​Spirit, she was still terrified and didn't even dare to go down to the World Tree.

After explaining his current situation to Electrolux and the others, Mo Yuan lifted the spatial blockade and the ultimate darkness once the three returned to the Sea of ​​Spirit.

The sky was still filled with countless stars. After erasing all traces of his presence, Mo Yuan instantly appeared in mid-air.

Gazing at the brightly lit city in the distance, countless mysterious characters and alchemical matrices quietly appeared in Mo Yuan's golden eyes. Under the influence of alchemy, he seemed to have seen through the secrets of space.

With a single step, the space rippled, and Mo Yuan's figure vanished instantly. When he reappeared, he was already in the conference room on the top floor of the Qingquan Hotel.

As soon as he stepped out of the void, Mo Yuan keenly sensed that there were two other beings in the conference room.

"Oh? It's the Second Elder. You've finally returned." Zhongli Wu's hoarse, deep voice rang out beside the conference table.

Looking at Zhongli Wu, who sat upright in the head seat with a cold expression, Mo Yuan calmly pulled out a chair and sat down as well. Besides the two of them, there was a young man with blood-red hair, eyes, and nails, pale skin, and a sinister aura sitting on the left chair.

"What brings you to Mingdu today, Sect Leader Zhongli? Is it about the 100,000-year-old soul beast embryo?" Mo Yuan asked casually.

Seeing Mo Yuan's natural movements, Zhongli Wu frowned slightly. His main purpose in coming here was to deal with the death of Nangong Wan. After all, Nangong Wan was his trusted subordinate, far superior to the other elders and retainers.

Although his cultivation level was a bit low, the most important thing was that he was easy to use as a subordinate. Moreover, by questioning Crown Prince Xu Tianran, he already knew that Nangong Wan and several other evil soul masters had died under Ye Xuan's methods.

This is equally important. To put it mildly, Ye Xuan may have been careless and unintentionally injured an ally. To put it more seriously, it could mean that Ye Xuan had ulterior motives and even questionable identity.

If that's the case...

"A 100,000-year-old soul beast embryo is indeed precious, but since it has fallen into the hands of the Second Elder, it naturally belongs to you. My main purpose in coming here is for other matters," Zhongli Wu said in a low voice, his eyes turning cold.

"Does the Second Elder know of the deaths of Nangong Wan and the other elders?"

"I knew it was about this..." Mo Yuan said without any hesitation, "I naturally know. After obtaining the embryo, I used my soul skills and the End Demon Dragon to disrupt the situation and create an opportunity for the Second Elder and the others to escape. Unfortunately, they were too weak and couldn't even last a minute."

Zhongli Wu laughed, a laugh born of anger. "So, you're saying Nangong Wan and the others have to blame themselves for their deaths?"

"Otherwise what?" Mo Yuan's tone carried a hint of coldness. "Does Sect Leader Zhongli expect me to fight to the death with Du Busi and Jing Hongchen just to cover for Nangong Wan and the others?"

Zhongli Wu's expression froze, and he suddenly felt that what Mo Yuan said seemed to make some sense.

Putting himself in his shoes, it seems unreasonable for him to lower himself to fight against a powerful opponent of the same level for a few unfamiliar subordinates after achieving his goal.

Zhongli Wu coughed lightly a few times, feigning calmness. "What the Second Elder said makes some sense, but I hope this kind of thing won't happen again next time. After all, we are all comrades in the Holy Church, and we should help each other out if we can."

Zhongli Wu briefly mentioned the deaths of several titled Douluo in just a few words. He thought that while Nangong Wan was very important, his death was indeed a pity.

Ultimately, he was just a minor level 93 Title Douluo, far less valuable than Ye Xuan, who could kill him. As long as Ye Xuan was a genuine evil soul master, that was enough.

Don't forget they're an organization of evil spirit masters. "It's better to die than to die" is basically a fine tradition of the organization. It doesn't matter who dies, but I must live.

(End of this chapter)