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

Chapter 262 So Cumbersome
A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Yue's eyes. She hadn't expected that this human boy could regain his mobility so quickly after being attacked by Di Tian. What surprised her even more was that those golden claws could actually shake the Silver Dragon King's source power—although it was only a barely perceptible tremor, it did interrupt the fusion process.

"It seems I underestimated the legacy of the Golden Dragon King."

Gu Yue formed a hand seal, and the silver moonlight condensed into a distorted spatial vortex in his palm. "It's a pity you couldn't even completely break the seal. What makes you think you can be my opponent?"

Just as she was about to deliver the fatal blow, Na'er suddenly opened her eyes. Her fading body erupted with astonishing power as she used her last strength to push Tang Wulin away: "Run! She really will kill you!"

This action instantly turned Gu Yue's expression cold.

Tang Wulin staggered backward from the push, his golden pupils contracting in an instant. He watched helplessly as Na'er's figure dissipated inch by inch in the silvery light, drifting towards Gu Yue like grains of sand. The memories, emotions, and personality that originally belonged to Na'er were being devoured and merged by Gu Yue at a visible speed.

He didn't understand the meaning of all this, but he knew that if he didn't do something, Na'er would disappear completely.

"Let her go!!"

Tang Wulin roared, and the seal of the Golden Dragon King within his body suddenly loosened, unleashing terrifying dragon power from his heart. Golden dragon scales instantly covered half of his body, sharp bone spurs extended from his spine, and the outline of illusory dragon wings even vaguely appeared on his back.

Gu Yue glanced at him indifferently, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes: "Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

With a thought, a silver chain shot out from the void and precisely wrapped around Tang Wulin's neck.

Silver chains tightly bound Tang Wulin's neck, and in an instant, a wave of suffocation washed over him. Golden dragon scales grew wildly on his skin, but the chains seemed to come from a higher dimension, and even the power of the Golden Dragon King couldn't break free. His vision blurred, and the anxious cries of his companions echoed in his ears, but he still rushed towards Gu Yue without hesitation—

"boom!"

A dark shadow flashed by. Gu Yue conjured a spatial barrier with her other hand, directly slamming Tang Wulin away, sending him crashing through three school buildings before barely coming to a stop.

Blood gushed from his mouth, and at the same time, the dragon scales that had just sprouted on his body began to crack. The excruciating pain in his meridians made him tremble all over, as if his flesh was being pierced by countless tiny silver needles.

"Gu Yue... Na'er... come back..."

Tang Wulin murmured, the silvery-white world before him already shrouded in a crimson hue.

The oppressive aura of the silver moon was eroding his consciousness.

He completely lost consciousness.

The night was frozen.

The eye of the storm above Shrek Academy spun silently, the shattered city resembling a torn painting. Na'er's body was almost transparent, strands of silver thread wrapped around her like a spider web, forcibly pulling the parts that belonged to "her" into Gu Yue's body.

The last inch.

Gu Yue's fingertips touched Na'er's fading outline, a slight smile playing on her lips. She could feel the vivid memories within her clone—

The meat bun Tang Wulin handed over, the sweat during morning practice, the high-five after the promotion match...

All the images were bathed in a warm hue that made her nauseous. This redundant emotional data should have been directly discarded, but some mechanism deep within the Silver Dragon King's bloodline was automatically archiving it.

"How ironic."

Gu Yue muttered to herself, "Even I didn't know that a few drops of human tears could make someone lose their mind!"

She suddenly trembled, the merging memories scorching her consciousness like wildfire. For a fleeting moment, she saw Tang Wulin covered in blood, and her heart clenched—this was no reaction the Silver Dragon King should have!
"Lord?"

Di Tian keenly sensed the anomaly. He shook off the heavily injured Yun Ming, his dragon wings whipping up a hurricane that swept across the battlefield. However, as he approached Gu Yue, the silver-haired girl suddenly opened her eyes—her pupils were strangely half silver and half purple!
"Get out of my way!" Gu Yue waved her hand, and a spatial rift forced Di Tian back a thousand meters. She pressed her temples in pain, and the remnants of human emotions that should have been crushed by the dragon's will were now frantically reorganizing deep within her mind.

As Na'er dissipated until only her head remained, she suddenly smiled with relief: "You finally wavered, didn't you?"

"Shut up!"

Gu Yue abruptly extinguished the last glimmer of consciousness. But as her clone fully returned, countless fragments of memory washed over her mental world like a torrent—

A candy box secretly hidden in the dormitory of the work-study students.

A shared umbrella during a downpour.

We sat side by side on the roof after night training and counted the shooting stars.

"Ugh—!"

Gu Yue suddenly curled up, clutching her head. The Silver Dragon King's primal power went out of control, transforming into countless blades of light that attacked the surrounding area indiscriminately.

Even Di Tian, ​​who was closest, was inevitably slashed by the light blade, leaving a huge bloody gash, and blackish-purple dragon blood cascaded down like a waterfall!
Even if the Silver Dragon King had not recovered to his peak state, he would still be a being who had stepped into the realm of gods!

A silver storm raged across the entire Shrek City.

Gu Yue's body hovered high in the sky, like a fallen silver moon, with endless radiance erupting from her body. Her long hair turned completely silver-white, fluttering in the energy storm like the trail of a shooting star, and her purple dragon eyes were cold and deep, like a god descended from ancient times.

Her fingers gently brushed across her chest, where a human heart once beat, but now, the Silver Dragon King's primal power had completely devoured the last trace of "Na'er's" emotions.

Now, perhaps we can call her the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena!
"Finally... we've returned." Her whisper, accompanied by a dragon's roar, echoed across the shattered sky.

The Shrek Academy students below were barely able to stand under the oppressive force of the dragon's might, and fear spread through their hearts. They had witnessed Na'er's disappearance, yet they were powerless to stop it.

Yun Ming, barely holding onto the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear, stared intently at Gu Yuena in the sky, his heart aching with pain. She was his personal disciple, whom he regarded as his own child!
"Is it... beyond redemption?"

The silver storm intertwined with the night, and the entire sky seemed to submit to this power.

Gu Yuena's figure hovered high in the sky, enveloped by the pure power of the Silver Dragon King's origin, all that could be seen were those cold and disdainful dragon eyes. With a flick of her finger, a silver arc of light forced Di Tian, ​​who was trying to approach, back again—at this moment, she no longer needed any guards, because all emotional ties had been severed.

Human emotions

She raised her hand, the silvery light flowing from her palm reflecting the ravaged city below. "So cumbersome."

At the eye of the storm, the ripped building ruins and chaotic soul energy fluctuations remained eerily still—a state controlled by the Silver Dragon King's spatial laws. Every speck of dust, every fragment, solidified within this silver domain, even sound was completely swallowed up.

Only a faint metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out.

Tang Wulin's right hand was deeply embedded in the ground. Blinding golden blood seeped from between his fingers, the liquid scorching the earth like molten metal. Even with the Golden Dragon King's seal loosened to an unprecedented degree, his consciousness was constantly being pulled apart by some obsessive force—

Na'er's last smile.

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