Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 255 The complete you is important to me!
Gu Yue then realized with a start that those surging fragments of memory were mixed with an overwhelming wave of negative emotions—

The dragon pattern in Gu Yue's pupils flickered like candlelight. She saw the shattered temple under the blood-red sky, the golden scales that flew when the dragon's wings broke, and the dragon's eyes that ran through her memory, filled with madness and regret.

Countless of their kind should have soared through the skies, blotting out the sun.

It seemed to stand above all races.
However, as blood descended, the once high and mighty, kind and gentle dragon god unleashed its claws, capable of tearing everything apart, upon these proud dragons.

Under the unparalleled power of the dragon god, flesh and blood were annihilated, bones were severed, and even beings at the level of a dragon king would perish.
Such resentment, such unwillingness to accept defeat.
The dragons who once loved and revered the Dragon God hated him just as much at the moment of their death!

"No, this isn't it."

She nearly ground her teeth to powder, her soul feeling as if it had been torn in two—the rationality of the Silver Dragon King warned her to stay away from these memories, while the bloodline of the Dragon God greedily absorbed every fragment.

Chen Zhou suddenly pulled her back three steps. Almost simultaneously, seven-colored light rose from where the two had been standing, and the attack that crossed space instantly corroded the alloy floor of the laboratory as if it had been hit by strong acid, leaving a dragon claw-shaped dent.

"interesting."

Chen Zhou stared at the still-smoldering marks on the ground, a faint blue ripple appearing at his fingertips. Scan data flowed like a waterfall across his retina: "Dragon's resentment materialized. Energy level approaching a full-force attack."

Gu Yue knelt on the ground, her black hair falling to obscure her pale face. The scales on her neck were spreading at a visible speed, and her slender fingers had transformed into sharp claws that dug into the ground. When Chen Zhou's hand touched her back, he felt nothing but cold, hard dragon scales.

"If this continues, you will be forced to reveal your true form."

Chen Zhou's voice carried a rare hint of solemnity. The alchemical energy in his palm seemed perfectly natural; the moment it was poured into Gu Yue's body, it rapidly transformed into the power belonging to the Silver Dragon King, merging and replenishing each other.

The Silver Dragon King, who had not yet fully recovered, was like a parched land receiving sweet rain when he encountered this energy that perfectly suited him, greedily absorbing every bit of power.

"Hmm~"

The pleasure, originating from the soul and from the essence, made Gu Yue hum softly, and even wanted more.

Unfortunately, after discovering that there was nothing wrong with Gu Yue, Chen Zhou did not hesitate to withdraw the sticker he had placed on Gu Yue.
Gu Yue's dragon-like features began to fade, but the storm in his purple eyes was far from over.

"Why."

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped Chen Zhou's sleeve tightly. "The Dragon God must protect his own people."

"Because of guilt." Chen Zhou withdrew his hand. The lab's emergency system automatically activated, and a ring-shaped analyzer descended from the ceiling to begin scanning for residual energy. "When the madman regains his senses and discovers he has slaughtered his own people..."

He suddenly bent down and picked up a glowing scale—it was the reverse scale of the silver dragon that Gu Yue had just shed. Through the translucent scale, one could see the solidified golden patterns inside: "Judging from this soul imprint, the lingering spirit in Dragon Valley is not an ordinary dragon soul, but a direct descendant killed by the Dragon God himself."

Gu Yue was struck as if by lightning.

Dragons place the utmost importance on bloodline, and the purer the dragon, the more they cherish those connected by blood. Direct descendants mean that those dragons who survived were closest to the Dragon God in life, perhaps dragon sons or grandsons, or carefully nurtured successors. And now, their resentment still roars across time and space; how deeply ingrained must this hatred be?
“So Dragon Valley is both a tomb,” she said, her voice barely audible, “and a cage.”

Chen Zhou held the scale between his fingers and turned it over, the cold light of the laboratory flowing across the surface of the scale: "To be more precise, it's a confessional."

He suddenly flicked his finger, shooting the scales toward a control terminal. The scales activated a hidden program like a key. "The Dragon God sealed the largest fragment of his soul together with the resentment of his direct descendants, and day after day he endured the most painful repentance."

A chilling image appeared on the main screen—a phantom of a dragon god being gnawed at by countless dragon bones amidst a seven-colored haze. Gu Yue staggered backward until her back hit the metal wall, but the cold touch could not calm the churning blood within her. Each crisp sound of gnawing was like a heavy hammer striking her soul.

"Now you understand?" Chen Zhou turned off the disturbing video. "The revival of the soul beast race doesn't require being an enemy of humanity. The real shackles are in Dragon Valley, and the key..."

He pointed to Gu Yue's heart: "It's yourself."

Gu Yue stared blankly down, noticing the Dragon God's mark that had appeared on her palm. This symbol, inherited from her bloodline, was now radiating the same seven-colored light as in the image. A sudden realization shattered her millennia-long illusion—the Silver Dragon King was not only the inheritor of the Dragon God, but also the one who would correct this tragedy.

"I need to enter Dragon Valley."

When she looked up, her purple eyes had regained their clarity, but with an unprecedented determination. Her slightly reddened beautiful eyes looked at Chen Zhou and pleaded, "Help me."

Chen Zhou smiled with triumph. He walked towards the safe in the corner of the laboratory, the biometric system lighting up blue as he approached.

“As early as three months ago, the ‘Ark’ laboratory located the spatial coordinates of Dragon Valley.” The metal cabinet door slid open silently, and Chen Zhou took out a crystal prism, inside which was sealed a flowing silver substance. “This is a spatial coordinate made from the scales you left behind when you took human form. It can temporarily open a passage to Dragon Valley.”

Gu Yue gazed at the prism, sensing the bloodline fluctuations within it that shared the same origin as hers. She reached out to touch it, but Chen Zhou suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Don't worry."

He turned the crystal prism, the silver light casting strange patterns on his cold face. "As the burial ground of the dragon race, you, a silver dragon king who is half a dragon god, are you so sure that you won't be completely devoured by those remaining resentments when you enter it?"

"You should know that in that small world, there are many dead beings who were at the same level as you in your prime."

The crystal prism spun between Chen Zhou's fingers, refracting dreamlike spots of light. He raised the beacon to eye level and suddenly released his fingers—the prism did not fall, but hovered in mid-air, slowly rotating, the silver fluid inside writhing like a living thing.

"condition."

The laboratory lighting system automatically dimmed in response to Chen Zhou's voice, leaving the suspended prism as the sole light source. He walked to Gu Yue, the silver light casting eerie shadows on her delicate face. The light, as if alive, climbed upwards along the dragon scale patterns on her neck.

Gu Yue's fingertips trembled slightly, but then his gaze hardened. "Help me, and from now on, the entire soul beast race will follow your lead, braving mountains of knives and seas of fire, one after another, even unto death!"

"not enough!"

Chen Zhou's eyes flashed with the expected indifference, his emotions not stirred by the so-called vows.

"The soul beast race is dispensable to me, but you are different!"

"You are important to me. Or rather, the whole you is important to me!"

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