Starting from Ainz Ooal Gown, simultaneously traveling through time

Chapter 124 shared again, [Panlong] Lei Lin

Above the gray fog.

The Leilins gathered once again in the shared space.

The campfire was still burning, illuminating the group sitting in a circle, as well as Monster Hunter Leylin lying to one side, and Bubble Dragon Leylin standing to the side again.

As soon as Ainz Ooal Gown sat down, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

"Brothers, I have good news for you." He cleared his throat and said calmly, "I've already smashed the Coffin Dragon King to pieces."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look.

Game of Thrones' Rayleigh was the first to react, clasping his hands in a fist and bowing, "Congratulations, congratulations! You've finally removed that thorn from your heart."

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Lord of the Rings, Rylai, smiled and nodded: "Congratulations, you can now rest easy."

Monster Hunter Leylin raised his massive dragon head and said in a deep, booming voice, "Congratulations."

Bubble Dragon Raylin jumped twice and happily blew a bubble: "Congratulations!"

Double Dragon Raylin clasped his hands in a fist salute and said succinctly, "Congratulations."

It's the turn of the dragon Leylin.

He crossed his arms, tilted his chin up, and said in a strange accent, "Oh, not much—"

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Everyone turned to look at him.

Ainz Ooal Gown's lips twitched: "Why are you the only one speaking Japanese? What makes you so special?"

Dragon Clan member Leylin spread his hands, looking completely innocent: "Isn't it because the atmosphere looks similar? Look, everyone's gathered around congratulating you, doesn't it look like the scene in 'EVA' where everyone congratulates Shinji Ikari? I'm just playing along."

Ainz Ooal Gown waved his hand speechlessly: "Fine, fine, I won't stoop to your level. How about we share our progress now? Let's see what we've grown over this period?"

Dragon Clan member Leylin shook his head: "No rush, let's check on the newcomers first. They arrived quite early this time, even before the rest of us."

Only then did everyone notice that there was indeed an unfamiliar figure beside the campfire.

It was a young man with black hair and black eyes, a resolute face, and dressed in a smart outfit. He was sitting there, looking at everyone.

Ainz Ooal Gown looked at him and smiled, "This must be the new brother?"

The newcomer, Leylin, nodded, stood up, and said with a playful smile, "I never imagined I was a member of the 'Sharing School.' Before coming here, I thought I was the only transmigrator."

Ainz Ooal Gown asked curiously, "Brother, which world are you from?"

The newcomer, Leylin, smiled slightly and introduced himself: "I come from the world of Panlong. I am Leylin Baruch."

The room fell silent for a second after he said that.

Then-

"Holy crap! The main character?!"

"Someone here has actually transmigrated and become the protagonist?!"

"Wow, that's awesome, bro!"

Everyone exclaimed in amazement.

Panlong Leilin quickly waved his hand, laughing as he explained, "Hey, hey, hey, I'm Leilin Baruch, not Linley Baruch! We're completely different, okay?"

Dragon Leylin became interested and pressed on, "So, what is your identity within the Baruch family? Are you an ancestor of the protagonist?"

Panlong Leilin thought for a moment and said, "I'm not too sure about the specifics, but I guess it's one of the ancestors of the original protagonist, Lin Lei. Anyway, there are still several Saint-level warriors in the family, and they haven't fallen into the same state as in the original story."

Game of Thrones' Rayleigh's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "So, how strong are you now? Are you a main god? Or a Great Perfection High God?"

Panlong Leilin was somewhat amused and exasperated by the question: "Brother, I'm only twenty years old this year. What kind of strength do you think I have right now?"

Game of Thrones' Rayleigh said matter-of-factly, "Twenty years old, that's practically a lower god by now, isn't it?"

Panlong Leilin sighed, "I'm currently a level nine warrior, but through the Dragon Blood Warrior transformation, I can reach the early stage of the Saint Realm."

Upon hearing this, Dragon Clan member Leylin immediately perked up: "Tch! Only at the early stage of the Saint Realm? His combat power must be far inferior to mine!"

He crossed his arms, chin held even higher: "I am now the King of Bronze and Fire, a true Dragon King!"

Panlong Leilin glanced at him and said calmly, "I feel that although my physical body is only at the early stage of the Saint Realm, my law realm is comparable to the peak of the Saint Realm. I can beat you, who is only a level nine magical beast, the Bronze and Fire King, with just one finger."

Dragon Leylin glared at him: "Nonsense! In your world, the King of Bronze and Fire would be at least a Saint-level Dragon King! Saint-level dragons are at the peak of the Saint realm, definitely stronger than your early-stage Saint-level physical body!"

Ainz Ooal Gown, watching the show from the sidelines, couldn't help but interject with a teasing remark: "I thought you were going to brag about yourself, saying that your Bronze and Fire King is comparable to the divine beasts in Panlong."

Upon hearing this, the dragon Leylin's eyes lit up: "What you're saying—it's not entirely impossible, is it?"

Game of Thrones's Rayleigh immediately debunked the idea: "Come on! Low-magic environment dragons are just a nuisance."

Dragon Raylin retorted, "You act like you're so strong. Where's your dragon? Those little lizards you ride would probably only be level six or seven magical beasts in the Panlong World."

Just as the two were about to start their usual banter, Panlong Leilin suddenly spoke up.

He looked at the dragon Leylin, his eyes filled with a hint of eager fighting spirit: "How about this, we spar a bit? Let's see if you, the Bronze and Fire King, are stronger, or if I, a Dragonblood Warrior in the early stages of the Saint Realm, am stronger?"

The dragon Leylin's imposing presence was visibly diminished.

He coughed lightly, his eyes darting around: "Well—maybe it's not necessary? I'm not good at fighting."

Game of Thrones' Rayleigh, standing nearby, laughed gleefully: "Oh, so you're afraid you'll lose, huh?"

Dragon Leylin glared at him: "What do you know? I'm just treasuring my reputation!"

At that moment, Monster Hunter Leylin, who was lying nearby, suddenly raised his huge dragon head, his dark golden pupils flashing with excitement.

"I want to play with you," he said, looking at Panlong Leilin in a deep voice. "Is that alright?"

Panlong Leilin smiled slightly and nodded: "No problem."

And so, a friendly competition began.

In the shared space, there is no real death, and all powers can be simulated, so both the human and the dragon went all out and unleashed their true strength.

The Frozen Dragon Raylin was the first to attack.

He opened his enormous maw, and endless crimson flames and pale, chilling breaths erupted simultaneously. The flames scorched the earth, and the ice froze the sky. The two extreme forces intertwined and swirled around him, forming a hell of ice and fire.

Then he suddenly flapped his wings, and the two forces collided with a deafening roar!

The massive explosion swept in all directions, tearing apart the surrounding gray fog.

But this is only the beginning.

A large amount of ice condensed on the surface of the Frozen Dragon Leylin's body and quickly disintegrated. At this moment, the color of its scales deepened significantly. This was his desperate move, the "Crimson Moon Frozen Mode," which involved deliberately letting the ice and fire power within his body go berserk and completely out of control, resulting in a significant increase in power.

He hurtled toward Panlong Leilin like an out-of-control star.

Panlong Leilin simply stood quietly in place.

The next moment, his body began to change.

Muscles bulged, bones rose, fine blue dragon scales appeared on the surface of the skin, hands transformed into sharp dragon claws, and sharp dragon horns grew from the head—

Dragonblood Warrior Transformation!

Then, he casually grabbed something from the void, and a huge heavy sword, comparable to a door panel, appeared in his hand. The sword had no fancy decorations, only an extremely simple and heavy weight.

Then, he moved.

A sword strike was unleashed.

That sword strike carried immense, resonant power.

It wasn't just ordinary sword wind; it was a true "vibration." Wherever the sword passed, the air trembled, the space hummed, and the earth shook violently as if gripped by a giant hand.

It's as if the earthquake itself has transformed into a sword move.

The flames spewed by the Frost Dragon were scattered, the frost was shattered, and even its desperate [Red Moon Frost Mode] began to become disordered, out of control, and disintegrated in the face of the continuous tremors.

A man and a dragon fought fiercely in the gray fog.

Every collision felt like the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.

Flames and frost splattered everywhere, and the force of the shockwave swept in all directions.

The gray fog was torn apart and then gathered together, gathered together and then torn apart again.

The scene was just like the duel between Linley and "Rock Sword Saint" Hedson in the original work, where the aftershocks of their fight could turn a mountain thousands of meters high into a pile of rubble.

And now, the two of them, one human and one dragon, are in the same position.

at last-

The Fiery Frost Dragon Leylin was struck by several swords, and its massive body crashed to the ground.

A moment later, his figure reformed in the gray mist and came back to life.

He looked at Panlong Leilin, his eyes showing no frustration, only genuine amazement: "Wow, you're so strong! I lost!"

Panlong Leilin also returned to human form, breathing slightly with a smile on his face.

He looked at Monster Hunter Leylin and said seriously, "The power you wield is actually comparable to that of a dragon at the peak of the Saint Realm, but—you performed terribly."

Monster Hunter Leylin tilted his massive dragon head, somewhat confused: "What do you mean?"

Panlong Leilin thought for a moment and gave an analogy: "Your level of control over your own power, in my world, probably wouldn't even qualify as 'effortless mastery' or 'effortless mastery.' You're like a child with extraordinary strength, possessing brute force but not knowing how to use it."

Monster Hunter Leylin nodded thoughtfully: "I don't really understand these things—you sound like you're very knowledgeable."

Panlong Leilin smiled and said, "That's normal. In your world, there's no way to cultivate the laws. Power is all innate. Although you can improve it through training, you can't achieve the fundamental change that my world does."

Ainz Ooal Gown, listening nearby, couldn't help but sigh, "After all, your world is a fantasy world disguised as Western fantasy. The upper limit of power is not even in the same league as our ordinary worlds."

Panlong Leilin shook his head: "There is no distinction between high and low in the world. It's mainly due to the laws. The rules of each world are different, so the paths they take are naturally different as well."

At this moment, the dragon Leylin walked over.

He looked at Panlong Leilin, unusually abandoning his nonchalant demeanor, and said seriously, "No matter what, you're better than us, so let's share."

Game of Thrones' Rayleigh chimed in sarcastically, "Oh, so why aren't you saying you can beat them now?"

For once, the dragon Leylin didn't refute, but instead calmly shrugged: "I'm confident that my strength is definitely not weaker than his, but after seeing his fighting style just now—I'd better not even talk to him."

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He sighed, a hint of self-deprecation in his voice: "I feel like I'm just a reckless brute swinging a hammer, no match for that expert. He really knows how to play, while I just know how to smash."

Panlong Leilin laughed upon hearing this: "Now that you mention it, it makes sense. I'm also quite curious to know how much help the Bronze and Fire King of the Dragon Clan can provide me."

Ainz Ooal Gown looked at this and then at that, and finally smiled and made the decision: "Then let's share them."

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