Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Green Skull organization, in an extremely secluded and seemingly isolated alternate dimension.

The organization's apparent leader, a middle-aged man with a sinister face and a prominent hooked nose, was standing with his back bowed.

He possessed the cultivation level of a Limit Douluo at the level of a demigod of level 99, which would make him a top expert in the outside world, but here he appeared exceptionally humble.

The enormous Green Skull organization, an organization capable of rivaling the Eastern Continent Federation, actually only has one Limit Douluo, who is also a demigod...

Of course, he is not the key figure.

The key point is the two people standing in front of him.

What was truly unsettling were the two figures standing before him.

One of them was extremely tall and strong, with bulging muscles that almost tore his gray robe apart. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest, like an iron tower.

He had short, bristly hair, each strand standing upright, and his brown-yellow eyes flashed with a hint of golden glint as they opened and closed, exuding power and wildness.

It was Titan.

On the main seat in the very center, another figure slowly opened his eyes.

He had long, flowing blue hair that moved without wind, and his aura was as deep and solid as a bottomless sea. Even though he was just sitting still, he gave people a terrifying sense of oppression, as if the entire world revolved around him.

Wow!

Titan and Niu Tian are the most loyal subordinates of God King Tang San, possessing powerful combat strength at the level of a god.

With the two of them around, sweeping through the mortal realm of Douluo Continent is now a breeze.

Their strength far surpasses that of Yun Ming, the so-called number one person on the continent.

"Sect Masters."

The hook-nosed Limit Douluo respectfully clasped his hands and bowed to Titan and Niu Tian, ​​his voice filled with awe.

"We've just received confirmation that Emperor Xu will be giving a live-streamed speech in Sun and Moon City in three days. This is the perfect opportunity for us to assassinate him and completely demoralize the Federation!"

"indeed so."

Niu Tian spoke slowly, his voice deep and muffled like thunder, but a hint of deep apprehension towards Emperor Xu flashed in his blue eyes.

"If this villain is not eliminated, he will remain a major threat. Once Emperor Xu dies, the Federation will be like a body without a backbone, and will no longer be able to pose a threat."

Just then, Titan seemed to sense something, raised his rugged eyebrows, and waved to the hook-nosed man:

"You may leave now, He is here."

Upon hearing this, the man with the hooked nose trembled slightly, and his expression became even more respectful.
"Since Lady Aesthetica has important matters to discuss with the two sect leaders, I shall take my leave now."

He bowed again, then quickly turned around and silently left the space.

Almost the instant he left, a rich, fragrant, and invigorating scent, with a hint of mysterious allure, quietly permeated the entire space like an invisible veil.

Immediately afterwards, a stunningly beautiful figure, as if stepping out of a painting, slowly materialized before Niu Tian and Titan.

She had a head of dreamy, light blue hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall, reaching her waist.

Her slender, graceful body was tightly wrapped in a bold and alluring black nun's habit, outlining breathtaking and captivating curves.

A pair of snow-white, straight, and flawless jade legs, set against the backdrop of a black skirt, appeared even more dazzling.

Her red lips were full and pink, vibrant and luscious, and her fair skin seemed to be enveloped in a holy halo.

However, what is most captivating is that her stunning beauty is veiled by a thin black veil, revealing only a pair of deep, starry eyes that also carry a hint of indifference and aloofness. This veil, appearing and disappearing only partially, does not diminish her beauty; instead, it adds immeasurable mystery and allure, creating an irresistible urge to lift the veil and behold her true face.

Her beauty is breathtaking, an ultimate beauty that seems to transcend the boundaries of the mundane.

Even beings like Titan and Niu Tian, ​​upon seeing this woman, restrained their casualness somewhat, cupping their hands in a respectful gesture and speaking with a hint of politeness:
"Wu Tong, you've arrived."

"Is there something urgent that warrants your personal appearance?"

“Uncles, there’s no need for you to be so polite.” Tang Wutong, or rather, the goddess of beauty, had a clear and ethereal voice, yet it carried an air of authority. “I’ve come here in person to tell you two something.”

She slightly raised her chin, her tone carrying an air of arrogance that suggested she controlled everything:

"The plan is nearing completion, the container has been successfully put back in place, and the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years is ready."

"My father is about to descend upon the Douluo Continent in his true form, possessing the complete divine status of both the Sea God and the Asura God!"

Her gaze seemed to pierce through space, landing on the distant Sun and Moon City:

"Now, the only variables are Lu Jun and the Silver Dragon King."

A cold smile curved her lips:

"Assassinating Emperor Xu is certainly a feasible plan, but my two uncles must make thorough preparations."

"Lu Jun and the Silver Dragon King were likely protecting Emperor Xu Tian, ​​so the failure of the operation was to be expected."

“But it doesn’t matter.” Her voice suddenly rose, filled with absolute confidence. “As long as we can delay until the moment the plan finally succeeds, and Father arrives in person, even if Lu Jun at his peak and the Dragon God were reborn, what would they matter in the face of Father’s supreme power?”

A glint of burning desire and greed flashed in her eyes:

"Once Father has completely refined the essence of Lu Jun's artifact spirit and forged it into an invincible divine artifact of his own... at that time, we will follow in Father's footsteps and rule this entire universe!"

"Tang San... is finally coming."

Niu Tian and Titan exchanged a glance, both seeing relief and long-suppressed excitement in each other's eyes.

"We have waited far too long for this day."

Titan said in a deep, muffled voice, his fists clenching unconsciously.

"However, there is still one unexpected event."

Tang Wutong frowned slightly, a hint of gloom creeping into her tone.

"What is it?" Niu Tian asked.

"The imperial auspicious beast, the three-eyed golden lion, has yet to enter the game."

Tang Wutong's voice turned colder.

"Without the primordial power of the Starry Sky Forest that gathers the fortune of ten thousand years in her body, my power cannot reach perfection, and I cannot provide my father with the most perfect assistance at the beginning of his birth."

"No problem." Titan patted his muscular chest, his voice booming. "Leave it to me. I'll find a way to capture that imperial beast and bring it to you!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wutong's indifferent expression seemed to soften slightly, and she nodded gently.

"That's... very good."

Her gaze drifted into the distance, as if piercing through layers of space, and she saw a certain figure, murmuring softly, her tone filled with a deep-seated obsession and an almost pathological possessiveness:
"In that case, Yuhao... he will definitely like me... he definitely will..." (End of Chapter)