Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 183 "On the day I return to this world, all traitors shall die!" (5K)

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well fell into a deathly silence. The Ice and Fire Dragon King's eyes widened and his mouth was slightly open. He was obviously stunned and had not yet reacted.

The tulip seemed to have anticipated this. It first smiled helplessly, then closed its petals and curled up its body. It had already seen what was about to happen.

All it hoped was that these magical herbs wouldn't be harmed; it didn't care about anything else.

"Huh?! Arrogant brat, do you know what you're saying?!" The Fire Dragon King's furious roar shook the heavens, his enormous dragon eyes blazing with fury, the scorching flames growing ever stronger. "You think you can make us bow down and submit?! A dragon god?!"

Even the usually calm Ice Dragon King lost all patience at Mo Yuan's words, his heart consumed by raging fury. After all, he was a dignified god-level powerhouse, one of the nine strongest dragons, with an extremely high status.

Let alone a junior of unknown origin, even a strong person of the same level would not dare to speak to them like that!

"Boy, if your goal was to anger us, then very well, you have now achieved your objective," the Ice Dragon King lowered his head, his icy blue dragon eyes meeting Mo Yuan's golden eyes, the cold light in his gaze colder than ice and snow.
"Now, you should think carefully about how to save your life from our clutches!"

Two opposing air currents, one extremely cold and the other extremely hot, rushed towards us and converged in the sky, transforming into a storm of interwoven red and blue colors, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Mo Yuan grinned, a ferocious smile, his golden eyes shining even brighter, and faintly, a pair of even larger and more majestic golden eyes could be seen within them.

“You two lost souls should know very well that when a dynasty falls, its subjects usually face only two outcomes: death or submission to the new king.”

Mo Yuan's voice was cold, yet carried a faint smile—a smile utterly contemptuous, filled with mockery of the Ice and Fire Dragon King.
“You have already died once, that was the first choice. Just now, you have made the second choice.”

“You have chosen to refuse to submit and want to face death. You will not be as lucky as last time. This time, although you will still not die, it is not because I am merciful. You will suffer a fate worse than death.”

"Roar!!!" The Fire Dragon King was completely enraged. His already sluggish mind was now consumed by the instinct for killing and destruction. "I'll kill you!!"

"You're truly insane," the Ice Dragon King said coldly, his killing intent hardening. Even if Mo Yuan was the last dragon remaining, he would die today!
"Is that so? It seems that you've been asleep for so long that you've ruined your brains..." Mo Yuan's sinister smile vanished without a trace, replaced by a stagnant calm. "You didn't even think about whether I had the confidence to say this."

Before the Ice and Fire Dragon King could react, Mo Yuan raised his right hand, his golden eyes shining even brighter, the dazzling dark golden light filling every crevice of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

Everyone, including the Ice and Fire Dragon King, could no longer see anything, and even their mental powers could not perceive anything other than themselves.

She didn't know how much time had passed—it could have been an hour, or it could have been just a second. In any case, Ye Guyi, who had lost her sight, suddenly felt her feet sink into the ground, and a sense of weightlessness swept over her entire body.

Before she could even spread her angel wings and fly, she was supported again by something hard, thick, undulating, and diamond-shaped.

Is it Apophis' scales...? Just as Ye Guyi thought this, she suddenly heard the incessant sound of waves and a biting cold wind that rushed towards her, carrying a strong fishy smell.

With her vision restored, Ye Guyi finally understood her current situation and was stunned into place by the insane scene before her.

She stood atop Apophis's head, above which dark clouds shrouded the sky, lightning flashed, and thunder roared as torrential rain poured down; ten thousand meters below lay a vast, turbulent black sea.

A colossal wave, tens of meters high, crashed violently against the towering bronze pillar in the middle of the sea, creating thousands of layers of spray and a deafening roar.

Mo Yuan now stood atop the bronze pillar, the cool raindrops pattering on his shoulders, the gray rain curtain almost obscuring him, yet his golden eyes remained bright.

Tens of thousands of meters away in the sky above the sea, two colossal skeletons, each several kilometers long, floated. One was red and the other blue, both crystal clear, as if they were rare treasures made of the most precious crystal.

Both dragon skeletons exuded an unparalleled terrifying aura, causing the void within a radius of tens of thousands of meters around them to distort under the pressure of this aura.

Suddenly, two illusory flames, one red and one blue, ignited at the eye sockets of the hollow skull. The dragon soul of the Ice and Fire Dragon King covered his dragon bones, giving them a physical form and briefly restoring their strength.

Although few in number, they were nonetheless genuine god-level powerhouses.

"I was just surprised, thinking you were a smart man, confident you could deal with us, but now I have to take that thought back,"

The Fire Dragon King looked down at his dragon claws, larger than mountains, and felt the power within him, more immense than a volcano. He then raised his head again, gazing at Mo Yuan, who stood atop the bronze pillar thousands of meters away, his voice booming like thunder.

"I don't know what methods you used to bring us here, or what techniques you used to extract the dragon bones, but none of that matters now. You're too arrogant; you have no idea what kind of power the gods truly possess!"

The Fire Dragon King roared, spewing out endless crimson flames that rushed toward the Ink Abyss. The flames split the sea in two, evaporated the rain, and reached the bronze pillar in the white mist.

The Ice Dragon King watched all this without making a move; within his empty eye sockets, icy blue soul flames leaped rapidly.

He was uneasy. He was not a reckless brute like the Fire Dragon King, whose brain was crushed by muscle. He knew all too well that the person who could do all this in such a short time was a powerhouse that they could not compare to.

Perhaps they could have done it when they were alive, but now, it seems that Mo Yuan's words are truly about to come true...

The steam that could instantly cook an elephant crashed into the bronze pillar, heading towards the sea behind it, followed closely by flames even more terrifying than the extreme.

The flames surged and spread, blotting out the sky and the earth, like a vast ocean that completely obscured the view, crashing down fiercely towards Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan raised his head, his black hair dancing wildly behind him, his robes fluttering and making a tearing sound.

He raised his head again and raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, facing the oncoming flames.

The sea of ​​fire swept across the sky, occupying half the world. Even the bronze pillars seemed tiny in comparison, let alone Mo Yuan, who was also insignificant in comparison to the bronze pillars.

This is a classic example of a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

But just as the first flame was about to touch Mo Yuan's palm, time was stopped.

No, it wasn't that time had stopped, but rather that the overwhelming, ten-thousand-meter-long sea of ​​fire had solidified, as if it were encased in an infinitely large piece of transparent amber.

Mo Yuan flipped his palm upwards, and with a gentle flick of his index finger, the flames spewed by the Fire Dragon King broke free from its master's control and obeyed the commands of Mo Yuan, the Fire King.

Flames gathered and surged at his fingertips, and even though they had been compressed countless times, the longsword formed from the flames was still hundreds of meters long.

"You have been high in the divine position for too long, and even death has not changed you," Mo Yuan's voice was cold and stern, carrying for tens of thousands of meters in the storm, clearly audible. "I am curious, do you... still remember what fear tastes like?"

The Fire Dragon King narrowed his eyes, his soul flames pulsating violently. The loss of control over the flames finally brought him to his senses. Death and a sense of crisis enveloped his entire body, along with a trace of a very unfamiliar emotion.

He hadn't remembered the name of that emotion at first, but after Mo Yuan finished speaking, he remembered it again.

"Fear...?"

Mo Yuan lightly pointed his finger at the crimson dragon ten thousand meters away, and the hundred-meter-long flaming sword hanging above his head shot out like an arrow.

It leaves behind an eternally burning line of fire in the void, just like the Branch of Destruction in the hands of Surtur, the fire giant in Norse mythology, as if it were about to cut through the sea and cleave the sky!
"let me!"

With a roar, the Ice Dragon King flapped its wings and flew across the sea. Wherever its wings passed, icy blue ice froze the seawater, and the spreading ice spikes, carrying extreme cold, crashed head-on into the falling flaming longsword.

Thunder flashed like a snake through the heavy, dark clouds, illuminating the world in a ghastly white light, a truly chilling sight.

The sounds of impact and thunder intertwined, increasing exponentially. Visible sound waves spread from the water vapor, making the already turbulent sea even more turbulent.

With a flap of its icy blue bone wings, the Ice Dragon King unleashed a devastating hurricane powerful enough to destroy an empire. It burst through the mist, carrying the glacier beneath it, and charged straight toward the tiny figure atop the bronze pillar.

The Fire Dragon King followed closely behind, first soaring straight into the sky and disappearing into the lightning-streaked clouds. When it reappeared, it was already behind Mo Yuan, forming a pincer movement with the Ice Dragon King to attack Mo Yuan from both sides.

The two Dragon Kings finally understood. Mo Yuan truly had the ability to keep his word. Although they didn't know why Mo Yuan, who also belonged to the dragon race, showed no respect to them, nor did they know which lineage Mo Yuan belonged to, why he brought humans with him, or why he had a divine black dragon serving him, none of that mattered now. Because in this situation, either Mo Yuan would die, or they would, as Mo Yuan had said, suffer a fate worse than death.

"Those who usurp divine authority shall die!"

The Fire Dragon King and the Ice Dragon King roared and howled, not so much to vent their anger, but more to suppress the emotion called 'fear' in their hearts.

Ice and fire attacked the bronze pillar one after the other. With a dragon's roar, two dragon claws, larger than mountains, slammed down, completely obscuring the sky and leaving no gaps.

With overwhelming divine might sweeping across all directions, and with the two Dragon Kings attacking with all their might, there is no Soul Master in the Douluo Continent who can withstand it. Even if all the Title Douluos were to be bound together and attacked, they would only be burned to ashes or shattered into ice shards.

"Divine authority?" Mo Yuan sneered, a cold glint in his eyes. "A mere dragon beast dares to call itself a god?"

"Insanity!"

After a furious roar, the Fire Dragon King slammed its claws, which completely blocked out half the sky, down fiercely towards Mo Yuan.

The Ice Dragon King followed closely behind. Although he didn't know why Mo Yuan didn't dodge the attack, he couldn't care less.

The unparalleled flames and ice collided in an instant, with the water vapor that filled the sky and earth serving as the dividing line.

On one side, the seawater was completely frozen, like the Ice Age that only existed in mythology; on the other side, the seawater was boiling and radiating terrifying heat.

The bronze pillar located at the intersection perfectly withstood the impact of the dual forces of ice and fire. Coupled with the heavy blow from the Ice and Fire Dragon King, the bronze pillar, whose weight was unknown, began to tremble slightly.

The worn-out, dark blue-black patina on the surface has peeled off, like a history book recording the lost years of antiquity, falling into the frigid hell below with memories called 'ancient'.

As the patina peeled off, the bronze pillar gradually revealed its true form.

Countless ancient and mysterious characters are carved on it. Their arrangement is irregular and even chaotic, but when combined, they unexpectedly create a strange feeling.

At first glance, it's like looking at an ancient mural, telling those who see it with their own eyes a secret that has long been submerged in the river of time.

Chains engraved with mystical patterns hung from the surface of the bronze pillar, swaying and colliding in the hurricane, emitting the wailing of the dead. Even the Ice and Fire Dragon King couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Furthermore, since they did not sense Mo Yuan's presence under the dragon's claws, the Ice and Fire Dragon King dared not be careless and immediately fled far away from the bronze pillar after failing to strike.

However, just as they were about to search for Mo Yuan's whereabouts, they discovered that Mo Yuan was now standing at the top of the bronze pillar, and his position had not even changed.

If it weren't for the faint crimson tinge on Mo Yuan's face confirming that he had indeed been affected, the Ice and Fire Dragon King might have suspected that he had fallen for Mo Yuan's trick and was hallucinating.

"Tsk..."

Mo Yuan wiped the blood from his cheek, and the long, narrow wound healed instantly, without any process.

The Dragon King is, after all, the Dragon King. It would be presumptuous of him not to fight back and let them attack him. He was actually scratched on the face by the air currents and bled.

But that's all there is to it. Mo Yuan has lost interest in playing with these two beasts any longer, so the farce should come to an end.

"This is unbelievable! Who is he?!" the Fire Dragon King cursed angrily. The fear brought by the unknown made him somewhat anxious, even though he was now practically dead.

"What's the use of cursing? You saw it yourself, even with two against one, he only bled a little and recovered completely in an instant," the Ice Dragon King said solemnly.
"There's no point in testing them any further. Let's go all out. We have no way out. Rather than falling into the hands of others, submitting to them, and not knowing what the future holds, it's better to die a glorious and complete death. At least we won't tarnish the Dragon King's name."

"That's natural!"

The Fire Dragon King roared like thunder. After exchanging a secret message with the Ice Dragon King, the two dragons took advantage of Mo Yuan's inaction and suddenly flapped their bone wings, soaring into the clouds in an instant.

Flames and cold currents surged from the tips of the wings and then intertwined, forming a dense and torrential rain. The Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King circled around a certain point, as if they were dancing an ancient dance to worship the gods.

As the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings danced, the world grew heavy. The fire element became increasingly volatile, like explosives ready to ignite at any moment, while the ice element also became active, and the already chilling air, which was enough to freeze the sea in an instant, became even colder.

However, when these two seemingly incompatible entities met, the expected clash and battle did not occur. Instead, they remained distinct and did not interfere with each other.

The Ice and Fire Dragon King has taken control of them.

Fire can extinguish water, and water can extinguish fire—this is the natural order, and cannot be changed, not even by the Ice and Fire Dragon King.

However, they didn't intend to do that. What the Ice and Fire Dragon King really wanted to do was to constantly suppress his flames and cold currents, compress and condense them to the extreme, and finally detonate them at a certain point.

This is their ultimate move; this single strike is enough to destroy half a continent, and given their current state, they cannot escape its clutches.

The Ice Dragon King knew this, but he still did it. Rather than surrender and suffer humiliation, he would rather perish together with his enemies, since they were already dead anyway.

"An alternative version of Shiva's dance? Ha, how presumptuous."

Mo Yuan immediately saw through the Ice and Fire Dragon King's purpose in doing so. If the two of them succeeded, they might actually be able to destroy his physical body and achieve the first 'dragon slaying' feat.

Unfortunately, he wasn't some motionless wooden figure!
Mo Yuan stretched out his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, facing the two dragon kings dancing in the rainstorm in the distance, as if he wanted to suppress the two dragon shadows in his hand.

His voice was cold and hard as iron, carrying an imperial majesty that no one could resist!
"Undo!"

The magnificent dance of the Ice and Fire Dragon King suddenly faltered slightly.

"Undo!"

"Undo!"

Each word was more stern than the last. This was not a spell; there was no such thing as a simple spell. It was like issuing an ordinary command.

An astonishing power was applied to the Dragon King's body, causing the continuously compressed and converging flames and cold currents to stagnate, and then, like a punctured balloon, to burst out uncontrollably.

When the 'balloon' deflated, the enormous dragon wings could no longer support the Ice and Fire Dragon King's body. They roared and howled in anger, but they were unable to make any change.

They fell from the clouds, crashing through the rain, and sank into the sea with ice amidst hundreds of meters of waves, like Lucifer, the fallen angel in the Bible who fell into hell.

As the Ice and Fire Dragon King fell, the already turbulent sea suddenly began to tremble violently again.

Mo Yuan stood amidst the raging wind and rain, with a towering bronze pillar rising into the sky beneath his feet!
Amidst the howling of ghosts in the hurricane, a heartbeat like the drums of war resounded. Mo Yuan transformed into a dragon at a speed visible to the naked eye, his entire body covered in jet-black scales, his wings piercing through his back and spreading out, dripping with blood.

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, his golden pupils descending from the sky along with the Dragon Domain, and crimson-gold flames burning on the surface of the bronze pillar.

Forged in flames, the bronze pillar was stretched and extended, and finally, in this apocalyptic world, a massive bronze octagonal sword, ten thousand meters long, was miraculously forged!

Enormous bone wings unfurled behind Mo Yuan, forming a massive cross with his wings and body, standing amidst the void and darkness, his golden eyes flashing with the cold ruthlessness of a king's punishment.

He reached out again toward the black icy sea below, toward the two giant dragons struggling in the water, and uttered the sacred words of final judgment!

"On the day I return to the world, all the rebels shall die!"

(End of this chapter)