A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 262 Constantine's Bloodstains

Bellow Island in the Pacific Ocean.

A huge portal of light suddenly opened, startling several seagulls, and Xu Lie and his group passed through it.

Looking out, the gentle blue sea embraces the shy island bay, the coconut palms whisper in the wind, and in this salty and humid environment, only the crisp cries of seagulls can break the tranquility of this deserted island.

In the distance, at the center of the island, a dormant volcano can be faintly seen, its well-preserved volcanic cone shape adding to the island's charm.

Bellow Island is a large unclaimed island in the Pacific Ocean, making it ideal as a venue for ceremonies. Xu Lie came here this time to transform it into an incubation ground for the pseudo-Black King.

"Wow! Azure sea, blue sky, sandy beach, islands!" Xia Mi opened her arms as if to embrace the entire sky; she loved the natural beauty here.

Xia Mi even started fantasizing about whether she could bewitch Xu Lie if she changed into a swimsuit on such a vibrant beach...

Fenrir, who had followed a portal through the light gate to this place, was also happily flapping his wings, just like a child seeing the blue sea and sky for the first time.

The flapping dragon wings easily stirred up a huge gale, blowing yellow sand across the beach and causing the coconut trees to bend and their branches to scatter everywhere.

The once beautiful bay and beach have been turned into a mess in the blink of an eye.

The flocks of seagulls that used to rest here were terrified by the dragon's might at the top of the food chain. Even when they fell from the tree, they dared not spread their wings and died from the fall.

Xia Mi, who was cheering with her arms outstretched and lost in her own daydream, turned pale and glared fiercely at Fenrir, her expression full of murderous intent.

Fenrir was very perceptive. A chill ran down his spine. Without even looking down at his sister, he quickly folded his wings and became obedient, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Behind the man and the dragon, there was another man and a dragon. Old Tang looked around, while the dragon servant Samson respectfully and carefully raised his upper limbs, holding the Constantine brass pot above his head, following behind Old Tang.

There were four dragon kings in total! Samson dared not make the slightest mistake and was extremely careful in everything he did.

"Is this it, Brother Xu?" Old Tang asked first, as he was very concerned about the environment of the incubator, since it was related to Constantine's incubation.

There's plenty of moisture here, and no metal veins underground, so Old Tang always felt it wasn't a good fit for Constantine.

“It’s a bit further.” Xu Lie understood Lao Tang’s concerns and pointed to the dormant volcano in the center of the island: “Constantine would probably like the temperature there.”

"Haha, Brother Xu is the most reliable when it comes to getting things done." Old Tang was completely relieved. It seemed that Xu Lie had really considered Constantine in detail. "I was too worried and confused. I'm sorry, Brother Xu."

“I understand.” Xu Lie was well aware of the feelings the Dragon Kings had for their brothers, and didn’t take it to heart at all. He turned to Xia Mi and Fenrir and said, “Take a look and see how to arrange it properly.”

"I'll go with Old Tang and Samson to the dormant volcano first, and let Constantine's cocoon release the blood vessels."

Blood streaks are a unique feeding method used by dragons to absorb extra nutrients when they spin cocoons.

The cocooned embryo cannot move, but it will spread many blood vessels and spontaneously hunt for food, thereby transporting nutrients into the cocooned embryo. This is an instinctive talent engraved deep in the genes of dragons.

"OK, don't worry, leave it to me. I'm a professional when it comes to hatcheries." Xia Mi patted the airport with her left hand and gave Xu Lie a thumbs up with her right.

Samson then became even more cautious, moving more gently. He carried the brass pot on his head, held it in place with one claw, and with Xu Lie and Lao Tang on his back, he flapped his wings very slightly and slowly flew towards the dormant volcano.

Fearing that even a slight movement would cause the brass pot to fall, its flying posture was nothing like a dragon; it looked more like someone coming to steal something, exuding a strong sense of theft.

The dormant volcano wasn't as hot as Xu Lie had imagined, but the bare, rocky volcanic cone was indeed drier than the seaside.

When Samson landed at the foot of the volcano, Old Tang first stroked his chin, looking at the solid mountain, then turned to Samson: "Dig a big hole?"

"?" Samson's eyes widened instantly. No, my king, aren't you making things difficult for the dragon?

He is a dragon servant of the Fire King bloodline, skilled in setting fires. If digging is the goal, the Earth and Mountain King by the sea would be a better fit.

Unfortunately, the Dragon King's command was absolute for the other dragons. Samson had no choice but to silently step forward, unable to express his bitterness.

Samson was stopped by Xu Lie halfway there. He looked at Xu Lie with hopeful eyes, hoping that this friend of the king could put in a good word for him.

“No need to dig deeper.” Xu Lie stamped his foot slightly, activating his ability to deceive his mentor: “There is already several thousand cubic meters of underground space at the bottom of this island’s dormant volcano.”

"Samson, all you need to do is dig an opening."

'Rumble.' After Xu Lie finished speaking, a faint, muffled rumble came from beneath his feet. The island's underground soil and rock layers had been successfully deceived by Xu Lie, and people actually believed that there was an underground space.

Feeling the faint tremor beneath his feet, Old Tang was filled with admiration. Such extraordinary ability far surpassed that of his craftsmen: "Impressive, Brother Xu! You can make your words come true?"

"It's just a little trick."

Samson, on the other hand, deeply felt the terror of the Old Church, an extraordinary ability that completely surpassed the Dragon Clan's civilization and was utterly incomprehensible to him.

Without involving alchemy or appropriating the five elements of heaven and earth, just by casually uttering a sentence, the entire underground of the island began to move on its own. What an outrageous ability this is.

He hadn't understood why Old Tang was willing to join the Old Church.

Later, when Samson saw that Xia Mi and Fenrir were also with Xu Lie, he thought he understood. Now it seems that he still didn't understand.

Samson couldn't help but feel uneasy. Could it be that his ancestor, the Black King Nidhogg, was truly a remnant of the ancients?
Even in the ancient times when the Black King coexisted with the four monarchs, the Black King was never seen to deceive nature or distort reality.

This time, Samson didn't even need Xu Lie to try and convince him; he believed it himself.

Filled with confusion and awe, Samson began to dig the hole with tireless dedication. His dragon claws, which should have been used to tear apart prey, plunged deep into the rock strata. Pulling them out, he could already see the dark void below.

If you widen the opening slightly to let some sunlight in, you'll see a huge underground space.

Moreover, once you dig it open, you can feel waves of high temperature, which is the enormous heat emitted by the slowly moving magma inside the dormant volcano.

Unlike Samson, Old Tang carried the brass can to the underground cavern, opened it, and carefully removed the cocooned embryo inside.

It was an oval cocoon made of white silk threads, almost as tall as a person, and the whole embryo vibrated like a heart, contracting and relaxing.

As soon as Constantine's egg left the brass jar, it spontaneously began to spread blood vessels in all directions.

The crimson blood vessels deliberately avoided Old Tang and actively rushed towards Xu Lie and Samson, as if realizing that the existence of these two beings was a great source of nourishment for him.

"Hey, hey!" Old Tang exclaimed anxiously, "Constantine, you can't eat these! These are all my friends. If you're hungry, I'll find you something to eat right away!"

Under Old Tang's reprimand, Constantine, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to understand something, and the blood vessels stopped flowing towards Xu Lie and Samson.

Spontaneously spreading out of the cave entrance, a single blood-red thread wrapped around a weed, and hundreds of blood-red threads collectively wrapped around a tree.

The weeds quickly turned yellow and withered, lying flat on the ground, lifeless. The blood vessels withdrew and began to move on to the next weed.

The trees held on for a relatively long time and didn't wither so quickly; the green leaves at their tops began to turn yellow one by one.

"Samson, quick, get some food. Can't you see Constantine is hungry?"

Samson hurriedly left the burrow, raised his right claw, and fiercely bled from his left arm before flying towards the sea, sprinkling dragon blood down.

Constantine's blood, as if smelling a potent tonic, spread in thousands upon thousands of tiny veins along Samson's dragon blood, disregarding all other plants and beasts, prioritizing the flow of the dragon's blood to the seashore.

Digging holes was not Samson's specialty, but hunting and gathering food for the king was his duty as a dragon servant.

Samson didn't need to personally go out to sea to fish; he could simply come to the shore of Bellow Island, fly around the island, and issue a bloodline summons, and then wait for the food to come to him.

Animals living in this sea area, if they have even a trace of dragon blood in their bodies, will spontaneously respond to Samson's call.

A shark that was fighting an orca suddenly swung its tail and left, abandoning the orca.
A hungry blue whale, just about to have a hearty meal, finally found a shoal of shrimp and was about to feast when it heard a call. Ignoring its own hunger, it swam madly toward Bellow Island.

The once peaceful schools of fish, which roamed aimlessly, now swam in unison toward the shore, like rivers flowing into the sea or swords returning to their source.

With the arrival of marine creatures containing dragon blood, such as fish, whales, and sharks, Samson no longer needed to transport them; Constantine's blood threads directly pierced into the bodies of these creatures from the shore.

It not only steals the dragon blood from their bodies, but also their flesh and nutrients.

The marine creatures dared not resist the dragon king-level might emanating from the bloodline; they trembled in fear, silently awaiting death, waiting for those bloodlines to drain them of everything.

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