Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 196 The Last Visitor
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The teleportation was more difficult than expected.

The distance between dreams and reality is shrinking, and the laws of the Holy Spirit are gradually taking effect on this land. And the moment Wu Chen's feet touch the ground, countless conflicting forces erupt within his body.

pain.

It hurt more than I expected.

His body crumbled during the rebuilding process, his shell cracking and exploding into a spray of blood. The intense pain even spread from his flesh to his soul. It almost made Wu Chen groan and roar in agony.

Not even close.

It is not enough to do that.

Wu Chen's body reformed and reappeared in another corner of the Dream Helmet. He was whole again. He gently closed his eyes, then opened them, and everything was back to normal.

He stood atop a watchtower on the edge of Windhelm.

He watched as the entire city trembled and burned under the clash of forces.

The battle between Ramaya and the powerful warriors of the crusade in the palace of the kings is about to be decided, and it will undoubtedly be a massive blood explosion.

"BOOM!!!!"

Nearly one-tenth of the wind helmet melted instantly in the blood explosion. The intense and massive shockwave swept in all directions, while sharp, blade-like gales rushed towards them, even brushing past the hem of Wu Chen's clothes.

Powerful, icy cold.

The road surface at Wu Chen's feet was completely covered in frost.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his state slightly. He loosened his fingers, then closed them again. His body regained its strength.

almost.

He took the magic potion Hera had given him from his pocket and drank it down in one gulp. Just as the potion took effect, another powerful explosion occurred not far away!

"BOOM!!"

The shockwave was a black wall that pushed forward.

The entire street turned to dust in an instant, along with hundreds of meters of city wall—the powerful impact struck from the side, pushing the dust from the edge of the city back onto the streets of Windhelm!

Collision, impact.

Even with a strong shield acting as a buffer, Wu Chen smashed through countless buildings and walls in an instant. His reconstructed body was constantly being destroyed in this series of collisions, only to regenerate at a rapid pace under the blessing of the Dragon Priest Mask. And in a flash, countless wounds appeared on his body!
excruciating pain.

Severe pain.

The vision keeps breaking down and then rebuilding until it returns to normal.

He fell to the ground.

Looking around, there were broken corpses of residents everywhere, as well as fallen members of the Ebony Heart Expeditionary Army. One of the broken flags lay fallen in front of a building within Wu Chen's sight.

A sanctuary.

The sanctuary of the nine Holy Spirits.

Ramaya's sealed place was there—he stood up, his injuries instantly healed. However, the moment he took a step forward, something appeared at his feet.

A slender thing, a thing with power.

A slender staff that was thrown from somewhere during the explosion and, by a series of coincidences, landed right at Wu Chen's feet.

The Staff of Worms.

The skull at the tip of the staff emitted a faint light.

It called to his grasp, resonating with the necromancer's amulet—both trembled slightly, releasing a faint yet powerful force. And this force whispered, wanting to seep into its body.

They hovered around him, whispering softly. In that moment, they clearly revealed his fate to him.

Pick up the staff, activate the amulet, and you will become majestic and sublime. Once you master this power that is rightfully yours, you will easily defeat even the most formidable foe.

This is a fact. The fact is beyond question.

To become Mannemark is to become the world's most powerful archmage. And if one were to go even further and surpass Mannemark in the process of donning the armor, then this mortal body of the demon god could become one's own power.

—It's achievable.

—You can do it, can't you?

—You are a noble transmigrator, a person outside the dream. You know everything about the Orbis System, you know Anu and Padome, and you also hold a weight that transcends all living beings and things.

—You can use it, can't you? You can do anything, as long as you pay a certain price. So…

—This mere challenge is nothing to worry about?

Confidence surged forth. But that confidence vanished in an instant, turning into arrogance.

It's just Manny Mark, just the king of worms. I could easily defeat and kill it in the game. So, in reality, it should be the same!

The amulet trembled even more violently. The ancient, worm-like staff leaped up as if alive, automatically attaching itself to Wu Chen's fingers—a vast power surged within it, a boundless torrent of knowledge transforming into boiling water. These forces continuously pulsed and struck Wu Chen's skin; with a mere nod, he could instantly possess and control it!
It can be done, immediately.

but--

"No." The Worm Staff fell to the ground. The necromancer's amulet, its contained power, could not be successfully released.

And they responded to it in an instant.

Then you will face a force you cannot resist.

Footsteps sounded.

Footsteps echoed from the other side of the street.

The fighting continued in the core combat zone. But a powerful enough warrior had not yet arrived at the battlefield where he should be—the tall and imposing Nord warrior appeared at the other end of the street, carrying the dying Lemé in his arms.

He didn't kill Leme, perhaps because of the noble blood in her, or perhaps because she truly possessed no vampire power whatsoever. Of course, the most likely reason was simply that she was weak enough.

The script portrays him as weak enough.

Space suddenly became viscous. Dimensional movement and teleportation became forbidden skills and powers—the Nord warrior casually tossed aside Leme, whose chest was still rising and falling slightly. And in the next moment, he strode forward with his powerful legs.

He cannot be defeated.

He is very strong.

He held a ferocious battle axe in his hand, enough to kill Wu Chen again before Wu Chen's ethereal dragon roar could cool down.

Wu Chen raised his hand, and the radiance of the Disintegrate spell couldn't even shake the hem of the warrior's clothes. Even if the Disintegrate spell were replaced with a Wrecking Ball, the final result would only be a smoke-filled explosion without causing any damage.

All strategies are exhausted.

No way.

The worm staff that Wu Chen had abandoned trembled again, whispering that it wanted to return to his hand.

but……

"The time has come," Wu Chen said softly.

—The time has long been coming.

Wu Chen pondered in his heart.

He had seen the sealed site of the Ramaya War, and he knew that the campaign against Ramaya hadn't been carried out on such a grand scale. When the Bloodlight Matriarch was attacked, she actually caused very little damage. This meant that an even more powerful force must have been involved in this campaign!

He should have arrived by now.

It should have arrived long ago.

Lying in the ruins, Lemère's fingers trembled slightly.

The next moment, there was an exceptionally loud roar!

That was the roar of a dragon!
(End of this chapter)