Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 367: Black Break, Dragon Scale Technique, and Nostalgia

Wu Chen didn't rush back to the Francis Hotel because it wasn't time yet. Even after two hours of playing around at 'Abandon,' it was only just approaching noon.

He had already said he would return to the inn that evening—and since he had said it, he should keep his word. This was the code of conduct for an adventurer, and one should not break it unless absolutely necessary.

So……

—What should we do?

He walked the streets of Lysas, letting a relaxed mood flow through his body. He knew that even if he did nothing, various important matters would inevitably come to his aid. And this was the path of destiny that Adventure Lv3 was destined to embark on.

Therefore, there's no need to worry too much. And...

— Does it involve spacetime interference?

With a push of his toes, the weapon shop behind him was enveloped in an invisible protective barrier by the resonance of the earth's veins. He continued forward, wandering aimlessly, as subtle remnants of black destructive rays quietly appeared around him.

It looks like a spider web, like static electricity.

The intricate web, initially chaotic and disordered, quickly became orderly under Wu Chen's will. The dark, collapsing lines of spacetime gradually transformed into a veil of ordered darkness. And this indistinct veil soon transformed into a thin barrier covering his adventurer's armor.

A type of magic called Mondas that he had long coveted but never had the time to refine and study quietly appeared in his perception.

Dragonscale magic, the pinnacle of armor magic. This power can withstand almost all physical attacks and external magical forces in the world of The Elder Scrolls.

In a sense, the power of this spell is even stronger than the innate defensive capabilities of ordinary Mondas dragons. And this spacetime-destructive power originating from the black destructive ray happens to share a common essence with the Mondas dragon.

It is all due to the power of time and space.

They are all laws of order that are close to the most fundamental rules of the world.

Mondas's Dragon Scale Technique was thus recreated in Lance's world. Moreover, his deeper intervention and study of the power of spacetime allowed more secrets hidden within this world to gradually manifest in his perception.

He could sense the vast subordinate plane floating atop the earth, known as the Celestial Realm. He could also perceive the hidden region beneath the earth, deep within the world, known as the Demon Realm. The locations of the Three Supreme Gods and the Demon King were thus partially revealed to him. Of course, Wu Chen would not rashly focus his gaze directly upon them at this moment.

Even with the Drive Source Theory, it's difficult to inflict effective damage if we can't defeat them. My current combat strength is probably similar to that of a typical demon. Only by using all available means can I, with a calculated and unpredictable attack, deliver a decisive blow to a first-level god. Or, on a battlefield where I have a certain advantage, successfully defeat the incomplete demon king of this era.

and so……

—Don't watch anymore.

His perception of time and space was silently suppressed by Wu Chen. He didn't look any deeper, nor did he cast his gaze upon that invisible window hanging high in the sky—

That was the viewing spot, the overlook of the Void White Whale. Even in the world of Mondas, it could be considered a top-tier, 'powerful' demon god. Even just by bringing one's gaze close to the area around that window, the ancient scrolls in the dream were slightly warm.

This is a good thing—it means that his current actions are indeed still in secrecy. And unlike his recklessness on the continent of Tamriel, he will no longer embark on that path of needless turmoil.

This can be considered a form of growth. And...

'Gurgle...' My stomach is growling.

He wasn't hungry, but his stomach was indeed empty. So he stopped and focused his gaze. Right in front of him was a restaurant emitting the aroma of food.

It was a restaurant—a Japanese-style inn, or perhaps more accurately, a 'Jeppan'-style restaurant and inn in this world. Its name should be 'Rock Candy,' and from the depths of the inn came two completely different gazes.

One was curious, the other was wary.

"Young Miss, that looks like the person we encountered before..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, you idiot Sil! If that pervert sees you, you'll be in big trouble!"

"Ugh... But that gentleman seemed so kind... Oh dear!"

"Idiot! Do you think I can't smell my own kind? Damn it... I've been in Lissas for two days and haven't even been able to get close to a pretty girl... It seems Hikari was rescued by some strange person too. Why is my luck so bad?"

"It's all because you, young lady, tried to attack the landlady... Eek!"

It was noisy and chaotic. The sound was distant and faint, but Wu Chen could still hear it. Without a doubt, it was Miss Lance and her follower, Xilu, who had arrived in Lisas City around the same time as Wu Chen. And soon, these two, who were forced to work because they had no money for lodging and were slacking off, were easily subdued by the innkeeper with her jujitsu.

It seems that the two of them are unlikely to accomplish anything.

But in any case, there will always be a grand destiny that is destined to entangle these two bodies.

Wu Chen entered the inn—he soon saw the landlady who came to greet him. She was an elegant and beautiful woman with a Japanese style. She wore a light red, fitted kimono, and a smooth braid hung down from one of her shoulders.

It was a very mature hairstyle, exuding a gentle and quiet charm. When she saw Wu Chen, she gave a slight bow and greeted him in a very soft voice.

"Hello, guest. I am Horikawa Nami, the manager of this 'Rock Candy' shop. Are you hungry? Or do you need accommodation or something else?"

“I need a meal.” Wu Chen nodded, and some distant memories quietly surfaced in his senses. “I’ve tasted a dish called ‘Ajisen Ramen’ before in a similar place…hmm, tonkotsu ramen. Perhaps I can relive that experience here?”

He saw the proprietress tilt her head slightly, as if she were thinking for a moment.

“Ajisen Ramen… that’s a name I’ve never heard of. But if it’s just tonkotsu ramen, I don’t know what kind of sauce you’d like, but I’ll do my best to try.”

The proprietress in red bowed to Wu Chen, led him to a table in the private room, and then withdrew. Not long after, Wu Chen caught a familiar scent.

There were some differences, but it was definitely a familiar taste. In a daze, Wu Chen felt as if he had returned to his university days, back to before he boarded that flight to a foreign land. The last meal he, an ordinary person, enjoyed at the airport was this very taste from a foreign land.

That was a long time ago.

(End of this chapter)