Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 73: Ice Emperor, you don't want the Far North to be destroyed because of you, right? (6K in -in-!)
"Our business? What do I need to talk about with a filthy human like you?"

Mo Yuan shook his head and said, "Of course there is. That giant bug and the human just now came looking for you. They should be trying to recruit you to help that human become a god, right?"

Bingdi was a little surprised, "How did you know?!"

"Don't worry about how I know this. It just so happens that, like them, I came to you for this very reason. Join me and become my wisdom spirit ring. Then we can become gods together."

Mo Yuan extended his hand to the Ice Emperor and invited him. If you ignore the End Dragon at his feet, which was staring at him with eyes full of desire and bloodthirstiness, he seemed quite sincere.

When Bingdi heard this, she immediately sneered. In her eyes, Mo Yuan and Tianmeng Bingcan were basically the same kind of people, who were just after her spirit rings and spirit bones.

The only difference is that Mo Yuan is much stronger than Huo Yuhao, who is only a level 18 ant, and his probability of becoming a god is higher.

"If this is what you have to say, you filthy human, you may leave. If you insist on staying, then let's have a fight in this far north. Let's see who will die, you or I!"

Mo Yuan shook his head and slowly stood up. Seeing this, the Ice Emperor did not hesitate at all and directly launched the Ice Emperor's Wrath at Mo Yuan. In this far north, the already domineering and terrifying power of the ultimate ice was directly increased to a higher level.

The extremely cold air shot up into the sky and spread wildly in all directions. Wherever the cold air passed, ice cones nearly a hundred meters in height formed.

Facing the incoming wrath of the Ice Emperor, Mo Yuan gently stepped on the End Dragon under his feet, and then the ferocious beast suddenly opened its mouth.

A small alchemical matrix quietly emerged in the dragon's pupils, and within the matrix were patterns composed of twisted lines that looked like they were casually drawn by a three-year-old child.

"The flames roared, scorching the earth. At this moment, the flames devoured everything."

"Yan Ling Chi!"

Ancient and mysterious dragon characters filled the air, and explosive, overbearing pillars of fire spewed out from the mouth of the End Dragon, colliding fiercely with the incoming wrath of the Ice Emperor.

Extreme heat and extreme cold clash at this moment.

Logically speaking, as a lower-level word spirit of Junyan, Chi cannot be so powerful, but word spirits are actually different for different people.

The Sovereign Flame cast by the B-level bloodline is completely different from the Sovereign Flame cast by the next generation of the Bronze and Fire King lineage.

Considering that the End Dragon had almost no other means of attack besides its strong body, Mo Yuan discussed it with Alex.

Finally, he came up with a way to use alchemy and necromancy to engrave the dragon words that could cast the spirit into the soul of the Doom Dragon.

During the battle, Mo Yuan only needs to use alchemy to make choices, and the End Dragon will mobilize its own dragon blood according to the set procedures, and then use alchemy to release the word spirit at the same time.

Mo Yuan has always believed in one idea: among the dragon clan, alchemy is always the most powerful weapon with the highest limit.

After a roar, the boiling water vapor was frozen by the extreme cold air into ice flowers that fell to the ground.

After their first fight, Bingdi and Mo Yuan both had a preliminary understanding of each other.

They are both equally matched. No one can defeat the other unless they fight to the death.

But judging by the commotion now, the Titan Snow Demon King and the Ice Bear King should have already brought their tribes here.

When it's three against one, the advantage is on me!
Mo Yuan also understood this but did not show any signs of being anxious. Looking at the Ice Emperor who was on high alert opposite him, he waved his hand casually, and a huge gray circular magic circle instantly appeared behind him.

Mo Yuan's tone turned cold.
"Ice Emperor, now that Snow Emperor is gone, you are the only one who is the most powerful in the entire Far North.

Yes, you can indeed contain me, but what about my men? How will you deal with them? "

The undead demiplane was opened, and tens of thousands of undead creatures and hundreds of hungry and thirsty deadpools who were eager to devour living things came out in droves and came to this far north.

In just a few breaths, these monsters, which could be described as evil enough, filled the entire area.

They all stared fearlessly at the stunned Ice Emperor. There was no fear in their eyes, only loyalty to Mo Yuan and a desire for living things.

Even a 400,000-year-old Ice Emperor is just food that can be swallowed and torn apart by them.

Bingdi's voice trembled slightly, which was rare. She was a little scared now because of these monsters that kept coming out.

It is no exaggeration to say that once they are released, at least half of the creatures in the entire Far North will be slaughtered by them.

If they gathered together and besieged her together with Mo Yuan, she would probably have no choice but to self-destruct in the end.

Moreover, Bingdi did not forget that Mo Yuan also had a Death Knight at the peak of level 97.

Looking at the Ice Emperor who was no longer showing his edge, Mo Yuan's lips curled slightly, and said in a meaningful tone,

"Now we should be able to sit down and talk."

"After all, Madam...ah no, Hyotei, you don't want the Far North to be completely slaughtered by me because of you, right?"

"you!"

Bingdi was angry. She felt that there was some other meaning in Mo Yuan's words. Although she didn't know what the meaning was, it made her take a few steps back.

Faced with the threat, the Ice Emperor, who ranked second among the three kings of the Far North and seventh among the ten ferocious beasts, was naturally extremely angry. No human had ever dared to speak to him like this.

She really wanted to fight Mo Yuan to the death to defend her dignity, but when she saw the countless undead armies, she thought of the Snow Queen who had already left the Far North.

A sense of sadness rose in Bingdi's heart. She suppressed her anger and her tone became weaker.

"Damn...Human, tell me, what on earth do you want to do?"

Mo Yuan waved his hand to order the army behind him to be quiet, then looked at the Ice Emperor who was still in the form of the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, smiled and said,
"Before we get down to business, how about you transform into a human form, Bingdi? After all, even though the Bingbi Emperor Scorpion is incredibly beautiful, it still feels a bit strange to talk to it."

Anger rose in Bingdi's heart. In her eyes, transforming into a human form, especially being asked to do so by a human, was simply a humiliation, but the situation forced her to confess.

For the sake of the Far North, I will endure it!

A ray of green light flashed across the Ice Emperor's body. When the light dissipated, a slender figure appeared.

Her long emerald green hair was tied into two ponytails, her skin was as white as snow, her appearance was cold and beautiful, her ice-blue eyes were clear and transparent, and her temperament was noble and cold, making her difficult to approach.

She has a slender figure and wears a gorgeous emerald green dress. Just like her Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion form, she is not tall and looks like an ordinary little girl.

Her feet were barefoot and stepped lightly on the snow, but compared with the pair of delicate and flawless little feet like white jade, the white snow seemed a little dusty.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan's eyes lit up slightly, but at the same time he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Why wasn't his hair white?

The Ice Emperor in human form seemed to be more sensitive than the Ice Blue Emperor Scorpion. She could clearly feel Mo Yuan's gaze on her, which made her curse humans for being filthy and want to change back.

But when she thought of herself as a 400,000-year-old ferocious beast and the king of the Far North, the Ice Emperor's pride made her immediately suppress the discomfort in her heart, and she pretended to be calm and stood there quietly.

Mo Yuan looked at Bingdi for a while, then suddenly shook his head slightly and said,

"No, I always feel like something is missing."

Bingdi frowned, "Human, I did everything you asked. What else is wrong? You'd better not push your luck!"

Mo Yuan thought for a while and suddenly realized something. He stroked the soul guide at his waist with his right hand, took out something and threw it to Bingdi.

Seeing this, Bingdi subconsciously took a step back, fearing that Mo Yuan was planning to plot against her. However, after seeing the full appearance of the flying object, she suddenly became curious and took it after confirming that there was no danger.
"What is this?"

Bingdi asked Mo Yuan while holding two thin and resilient white silk threads of delicate texture, as white as snow.

"Won't you know when you put it on?"

Bingdi was confused, "Huh? Where to wear it?"

"Nonsense, of course it's on the legs."

When Bingdi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he understood something, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he pointed at Mo Yuan and started to curse.

"Humans are indeed a filthy species! Even a powerful being like you, who has already stood at the pinnacle of the continent, is still like this!"

Mo Yuan didn't care, he just waved his hand to let the undead army behind him move.
"Just tell me whether you want to wear it or not."

"you!"

Bingdi wanted to continue scolding Mo Yuan, but the army of undead that had already begun to rush towards the outside world forced her to endure it.

Good! You're awesome! For the sake of the Far North, I'll endure it!
Bingdi's slightly barren chest rose and fell rapidly, and it was obvious that he was very angry, but there was nothing he could do, as he had to do it because of the situation.

It is true that kind people are often bullied, and kind horses are often ridden again and again!
After putting on the white silk stockings, Mo Yuan finally nodded in satisfaction. This is right. The Far North is so cold. What if he gets cold without socks?
He is doing this for Bingdi's own good.

After calling back the undead army that had already run hundreds of meters away, Mo Yuan restrained the smile on his face and started talking about business.

"What I want to say remains unchanged. You will become my wisdom spirit ring, providing spirit rings, spirit skills, and spirit bones while retaining your soul. In the future, you will become a god with me, and when that time comes, I will also reshape your body."

"how?"

Bingdi did not refuse directly. What Mo Yuan said was also said by Tianmeng Bingcan. She was already very clear about the steps, but she still did not want to agree.

Or rather, unwilling.

"Human, I refuse. You can indeed rely on your strength and those monsters to threaten me to sit down and talk with you, but I hope you understand that if you insist on forcing me, we in the Far North will let you know what it means for soul beasts to never compromise!" Mo Yuan was not anxious about being rejected. After all, it was impossible for Bingdi to agree to such a major matter of life and death on impulse.

"Okay, Ice Emperor, you can refuse, but let me ask you a question. Snow Emperor is no longer in the Far North. If my guess is correct, she's even been controlled by humans, right?"

As soon as Mo Yuan said this, he noticed that the temperature around him was dropping rapidly, which made him directly confirm that the Snow Empress was most likely under someone's control.

Mo Yuan began to settle accounts with Bingdi.

"With the Snow Queen gone, you're the only one left holding the Far North. It's true that with your strength, you won't be afraid of humans for a while, but don't forget, your 400,000-year catastrophe isn't far away. Ask yourself, is there a one percent chance you'll survive it?"

Bingdi was silent. Although she didn't know how Mo Yuan knew all this, she knew that what Mo Yuan said was right.

When the 400,000-year catastrophe came, the probability of her surviving it was not only slim, but also zero.

At this time, the Titan Snow Demon King and the Ice Bear King had also arrived with their tribes. When they saw Mo Yuan and the undead army, they were stunned at first, and then they were about to launch an attack.

But as soon as they took a step, they were stopped by the silent Ice Emperor. There was still room for negotiation with Mo Yuan at this time, but if a real fight broke out, it would be a fight to the death.

Mo Yuan glanced at the Titan Snow Demon King and Ice Bear, then continued,

"Once you die, the entire Far North will be leaderless. You may not know the strength of humanity today. Not to mention the rapidly developing soul guides, there are several level 99 Ultimate Douluo among the powerful humans alone. Level 98 Super Douluo like me are also present in almost every major faction."

"What will we do if they invade the Far North? Are we going to rely on those two idiots behind you?"

Titan Snow Demon King, Ice Bear King: ???
Are you polite? !
Bingdi nodded in agreement upon hearing this. Although she didn't know whether what Mo Yuan said about human strength was true or not, she had indeed seen the power of soul guides.

Although she agreed, Bingdi remained as cold as ice, showing no sign of wanting to agree. She looked at Mo Yuan with a cold tone.

"Since you said you want to help me become a god, then you should also let me know some of your information and the reasons behind your desire to become a god."

Mo Yuan smiled. He knew that the Ice Emperor was wavering. To show his sincerity, he waved his hand and took all the undead troops under his command back to the undead demiplane.

Then he slowly took off his hood.

In Bingdi's estimation, a Level 98 Super Douluo like Mo Yuan must be at least a hundred years old, right? At the very least, he wouldn't be any younger.

But when she saw Mo Yuan's young and perfect face, Bing Di was stunned. Her moist red lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes widened, and her expression was stunned.
"You...how come you are so young?"

"Of course it's because... I'm not even a level 98 Super Douluo right now."

Mo Yuan's words immediately confused Bingdi and the others. What did this mean?
Can you translate this for me? What do you mean you are not a level 98 Super Douluo at all?

Translate! What do you mean! You're not even a fucking level 98 Super Douluo!
Could it be that the giant dragon beneath you, emitting the aura of a level ninety-eight, is your toy?!
Mo Yuan had anticipated the reaction of Bingdi and the others, and he directly explained it with the spirit ring.

The four yellow, purple and black soul rings rose from the bottom of the feet and moved slowly.

After seeing the spirit ring, Bingdi and the others believed what Mo Yuan said, but this made them even more confused, right?!
"The four spirit rings can indeed prove that you are not a Titled Douluo. The question is, what is that giant dragon under your feet?"

Mo Yuan spoke meaningfully, "Ice Emperor, you keep calling me a human. Is there a possibility that I'm not actually human? Or, in other words, I'm not a true human?"

Bingdi was confused. "You are not human, so could it be that you are a spirit beast?"

Under the astonished gazes of the Ice Emperor and countless soul beasts behind him, Mo Yuan nodded slightly. Before the Ice Emperor could ask any questions, he moved the muscles of his index finger and squeezed out a drop of dragon blood.

As soon as the scarlet blood bead appeared, all the soul beasts, including the Ice Emperor, seemed to smell a refreshing fragrance.

The fragrance was like the sweetest food in the world, or like the divine wine brewed by the god of wine. After taking a sip, there was only one thought in my mind:
——Swallow it!

Then, under the gaze of all the soul beasts, Mo Yuan threw the drop of blood into the mouth of the End Demon Dragon at his feet.
As the dragon blood entered its mouth, the End Dragon immediately showed a look of intoxication.

Bingdi's curiosity had reached its peak, and she asked impatiently, "Who are you?! Why does your blood arouse our desire?!"

Mo Yuan nodded in satisfaction at this, and then said,
"Didn't I tell you that I'm not actually a human in the true sense? Besides human blood, I also have dragon blood in my body."

"Are you the descendant of a hybrid between a human and a dragon soul beast?"

"No."

Mo Yuan's denial once again made Bingdi and the others confused. Perhaps they had never had as many problems in their lives as they had in this day.

"Let me tell you a story, a history of the dragon race that is different from the soul beast group..."

Mo Yuan came alone and sat down ten meters in front of Bingdi. This was a very dangerous distance. If Bingdi wanted to kill him, he might get hurt even if he had zero time.

When Bingdi saw this, a murderous intent flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly felt murderous, but when he thought of the drop of dragon blood just now, the murderous intent immediately dissipated.

Bingdi had a premonition that perhaps Mo Yuan, the riddle man, would really bring her a new way out. Thinking of this, she came and sat in front of Mo Yuan, and the two were only one meter apart.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan smiled, and then slowly recounted a history he had long imagined...

After a long time, in the core area of ​​the Far North, an extremely strange scene appeared.

In the ice and snow, two humanoid figures sat next to each other, one of them slowly telling a history that had never appeared on the continent, and not far away were densely packed snow soul beasts.

These ferocious soul beasts, which were originally predatory in the eyes of soul masters, were now like kindergarten children, sitting next to each other on the ground, listening intently to what the human said.

Apart from weird, there is basically no other word to describe this picture.

"Among these dragons who can be described as gods, there is a true god who rules them all. He is the supreme, powerful, and virtuous Dragon Emperor Nidhogg!

He is the embodiment of despair and disaster, the master of death. He said he would return one day in the future, and that future fate cannot be changed. The day of his return to the world cannot be brought forward or postponed. Moreover, the only one who can kill him in this world is himself, or a new him. The dragon blood in my body comes from him..."

Mo Yuan recounted the history of the Dragon Clan to Bingdi in an aria, from the beginning to the end, from the Word Spirit to alchemy, from hybrids to Deadpool...

During this period, many of Bingdi's doubts were resolved one by one by these words, such as why Mo Yuan was only level 50 now, but could possess a level 98 Doom Dragon.

Because this giant dragon was indeed the Deadpool he created, and the alchemy and words in it made Ice Emperor more and more frightened the more he listened.

If Mo Yuan was not lying, then his future would be limitless.

And compared to cooperating with humans, Mo Yuan, who has dragon blood in his body, is more likely to be received by soul beasts. Although that dragon is not a soul beast, it is still the same.

After all, if it were humans, they would prefer to get along with species that are different in race but the same in other aspects, rather than with soul beasts that have the same wisdom and strength.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as what Mo Yuan said is correct, in the eyes of soul beasts, he can almost be regarded as half of the same kind, and to dragon soul beasts, he is even equivalent to a VIP.

But after listening to everything Mo Yuan said, Bingdi suddenly discovered a blind spot.

"Mo Yuan, didn't you say you wanted to help me become a god? But I heard you say that you want to become the Black King Nidhogg in the end, not become a god."

"If that's the case, how can we protect the Far North from human attacks, and how can we grant me eternal life? After all, you claim the dragons are powerful, but apart from alchemy and spiritual words, this dragon is the only thing we can trust."

Upon hearing this, all the other soul beasts nodded in agreement. Seeing this, Mo Yuan was not angry. It was normal for the Ice Emperor to have doubts.

He also had a way of convincing them.

"Since you want to see the power of the dragon clan, I will show you."

After saying that, Mo Yuan lit up his golden eyes, and at the same time, the dragon blood in his body suddenly boiled. His body became like a furnace, continuously making the dragon blood active.

In just a few breaths, Mo Yuan reached the level of the third blood explosion.

With a crackling sound, the gaps between his bones disappeared, and hundreds of new bones pierced through his flesh and blood and grew wildly, forming a perfect suit of armor in his body in an instant.

The muscles began to bulge violently, and every muscle fiber was so clearly visible, like a taut steel cable.

The shelter of the night was torn off, followed by the sound of flesh being torn apart, and a pair of hideous black membrane wings spread out behind him with blood!
Finally, the black scales that grew out of the skin on his face turned into an icy mask that completely covered Mo Yuan's brutal and hideous face, leaving only his red-gold eyes that seemed to be flowing with blood!
Ferocious and vicious!
Seeing this, Bingdi completely believed most of what Mo Yuan said. After all, if this was still considered human, then she could probably go to the human world to get a residence permit.

But Mo Yuan's three blood bursts were not for the purpose of transforming into a dragon, but to stimulate Nidhogg to show up in the outside world and roar, just like he did in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Suddenly, at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew across the faces of the soul beasts, and at the same time, they suddenly felt that the sky seemed to have darkened...

The originally bloodthirsty and tyrannical End Dragon, whose strength reached level 98, was now cowering in the snow, burying its head deep in the ground, like an ostrich facing a pack of lions.

Beneath the shadows, Bingdi was horrified, her body trembling uncontrollably. With a stiff neck, she slowly raised her head and looked towards the sky...

The huge black wings blocked the sun and cast a shadow of death on the area. The countless skeletons hanging below collided with each other, making creepy crackling sounds.

The ferocious yet beautiful dragon body stretched out freely in the vast sky, and its golden eyes, brighter and more terrifying than Mo Yuan's, replaced the sun like a huge sun.

The Black King Nidhogg was watching them.

"Is this... is this... God..."

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