Dragon Clan: Starting with the Azure Dragon Fruit

Transforming into a half-dragon is now a piece of cake for Lin Yuan, and a layer of cyan dragon scales quickly appeared on his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, lightning, flames, and whirlwinds appeared around his dragon-transformed arm.

At the same time, golden pupils ignited in his eyes, and the power of the Azure Dragon Fruit was unleashed without reservation, sweeping through the entire passageway with dragon might.

Nono behind him also felt a slight shiver, but because of the distance, she did not see Lin Yuan's half-dragon right arm.

In an instant, thunder rumbled, wind fanned the flames, and the wind, thunder, and flames were about to break free from Lin Yuan's arm and strike the swarm of insects when the swarm of insects suddenly stopped in place.

They were stunned by Lin Yuan's dragon might, their movements stopped abruptly, frozen in place, their shells trembling.

The swarm of insects, which had been fearless just a moment ago, suddenly changed direction and fled back along the original path with a "whoosh," disappearing into the crevices of the stone wall.

In just a few breaths, a large area of ​​the crowded tunnel was cleared out, leaving only a pile of insect corpses.

Lin Yuan had already gathered his strength, but seeing that all the targets had run away, he was momentarily at a loss as to where to put his right arm, which was raised in mid-air.

He looked at his half-dragon arm, which was still wreathed in blazing fire and leaping electric arcs, and felt a sense of disorientation, as if he had punched cotton.

"They ran away already?"

Lin Yuan pursed his lips, slowly withdrew the elemental fluctuations from his fingertips, his scales disappeared, and he exited the semi-dragon form, a murmur rising in his mind.

The feeling of scaring away monsters with just one aura... is it getting closer and closer to Conqueror's Haki from the One Piece world?

If things continue like this, will I awaken Conqueror's Haki?

Seeing the beetles suddenly retreat, Nono asked in confusion, "What happened? Why did all the beetles suddenly disappear?"

"Who knows?" Lin Yuan chuckled.

"Perhaps he was scared after discovering that too many of his companions had died."

Seeing that Lin Yuan didn't want to talk about it, Nono didn't dwell on the matter. Instead, she asked, "Was that Word of Power you just used Sequence 91, 'Royal Power'? I remember your Word of Power was 'Thunder Pool', wasn't it? How do you control two Words of Power at the same time?"

Lin Yuan scratched his head, unsure how to explain.

"I might be a little different from normal hybrids. My nature is somewhat special, which is why I can master two kinds of incantations." That was all he could say dryly.

"But as for the specific reasons, I'm not quite sure either."

This is the truth. Lin Yuan is not sure if he can obtain the Word of Power simply by killing pure-blooded dragons, since there is only one sample at the moment.

As an elite of Kassel College, Nono knew what "dual spirit words" meant. It broke the taboo of bloodlines, and once it got out, it would be enough to shock the entire mixed-race world.

"I'll keep it a secret for you," Nono promised earnestly.

Lin Yuan smiled, and was about to change the subject when he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, what is your Word of Power?" Lin Yuan asked curiously. He thought back and realized that he had never seen the little witch use Word of Power before.

Nono's eyes darkened, then she shrugged indifferently: "My situation is also a bit special, I don't have any Word Power."

Now it was Lin Yuan's turn to be surprised. Nono was a genuine A-level bloodline, a top-tier student even in Kassel College, yet she didn't even have any Word Power.

However, he quickly regained his composure and even found it somewhat amusing: "What a coincidence! I can use two Words of Power, while you don't have any. We really are destined to be together."

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go. The smell in this place is too strong. I don't want to stay here for another second."

The two quickened their pace, stepping over the stinking beetle corpses scattered on the ground, and made their way through the narrow tunnel.

As a relatively cool breeze swept by, we finally reached the end of the passageway, where the view suddenly opened up to a spacious underground rectangular stone hall.

The stone hall has a high dome, and twelve thick stone pillars carved with pictographic patterns guard the entire underground space.

Beside the stone pillar stood a bronze brazier about half a person's height, with fresh animal fat burning inside, emitting a slight crackling sound. The flickering flames cast long shadows of the two people on the rough floor tiles.

The presence of flames indicates that someone has been active here recently.

Nono raised her flashlight, and the beam of light traveled upwards along the floor tiles, sweeping across the towering wall.

The four walls of the entire stone hall were carved with a continuous series of colorful reliefs. Her gaze followed the speed of light and was quickly drawn to the content.

Chapter 101 Do You Have Hair?

Nono initially thought that the murals in this hall were the same as those in the previous passageways, nothing more than stories praising the pharaoh's life or describing ancient Egyptian gods.

But as the flashlight illuminated the scene before her, her expression turned serious.

The first painting depicts a colossal black dragon with wings that blot out the sky, seated on a throne amidst the clouds, overlooking and commanding its many dragons.

As time went on, the number of people who submitted to the throne grew larger and larger, and the supreme ruler sitting high in the heavens seemed to grow tired of the complicated rule.

The black dragon flapped its wings and flew toward the World Tree that supported the heavens and the earth, breaking off a trunk and then plucking a reverse scale from its chest.

A white dragon was born amidst the light, formed by the fusion of the World Tree and the Supreme Being's flesh and blood.

The white dragon was almost the same size as the black dragon, and it inherited the supreme power second only to the black dragon, managing the dragon race in place of the supreme ruler.

In the years that followed, the black and white dragons soared through the sky, ruling over tens of thousands of dragons—the golden age of the entire dragon civilization.

Unfortunately, it seems that the dragon race also has to abide by the principle that the world, after a long period of unity, will inevitably divide.

As time went on, the white dragon was no longer content to be subservient to the black dragon. He flapped his wings and spewed flames of betrayal at the supreme being in the clouds.

About one-third of the dragons followed the White King into rebellion, while the rest remained loyal to the Black Dragon. This was a war in which all dragons participated.

On the mural, countless dragons fight in the clouds, spewing dragon breath and destroying the world.

Ancient Egyptian artisans used dynamic lines to depict the brutality of this war.

The entire scene was filled with severed limbs and broken wings, and the corpses of various dragons were piled up like mountains.

Blood pooled into a vast ocean, and debris fell like a torrential rain, staining the earth crimson with dragon's blood.

In the end, the black dragon defeated the white dragon.

His power is unmatched.

The defeated white dragon was nailed to the towering bronze pillar and then thrown into the depths of the icy sea.

The bronze pillar carved a crack a hundred miles long on the sea surface. The white dragon inherited the black dragon's power, making it impossible for it to be killed even in defeat.

To seal Himself away, the Black Dragon controlled the ocean currents to converge here, freezing this sea area and turning it into the coldest dead land in the world.

The icy sea became the White Dragon's eternal execution ground.

“The Black King…and the White King.” Nono stared at the image on the wall and said excitedly.

The Academy's "Fragments of the Ice Sea" contains only a few vague sentences about the White King's rebellion. There are no details about the battles, and even the beginning and end of the rebellion are not clearly recorded.

She snapped out of her daze and immediately took out her phone to take several photos of the wall.

For the Secret Service, which has been dedicated to studying the history of dragons, the value of these reliefs is immeasurable.

The story did not end with the fall of the White King. After taking the photos, Nono continued to read on.

After the war ended, a new white dragon appeared in the scene.

That was the most powerful second-generation species under the White King's command. Apart from the supreme black and white dragons, no other dragon in the entire scroll could compare with it.

But this dragon was absent during the rebellion.

In that brutal battle, He lurked in the shadows like a ghost, coldly watching the tragic deaths of countless kin, and even seeing His own monarch nailed to a bronze pillar by the Black King.

What He wanted was not a victory in the rebellion, but the monarch's legacy.

Only after everything had settled down did this long-suffering next-generation species finally bare its fangs.

Taking advantage of a lull in the freezing of the sea, He dived into the icy sea and stole the reverse scale belonging to the white dragon.

Lin Yuan recognized the dragon scale as "Mayat's Feather".

To escape persecution, this second-generation species fled to the harsh interior of the desert, where it used the reverse scale containing the spirit and authority of the White King to build the Nibelungen known as "Duart".

At the very end of this mural, there is a long, narrow island suspended in the vast ocean to the east.

Nono took a closer look and recognized that it was Japanese waters.

Here, the narrative style of the murals shows a clear break.

Not only are the engravings too shallow, but they haven't been colored either.

The craftsman used only rough lines to sketch an ambitious picture.

In the video, this second-generation species of the White King lineage dives into the waters off Japan, finds a white cocoon, and swallows it.

"Wait... this cocoon... could it be that the White King is still alive?" Nono's eyes were filled with disbelief.

In the history of the Secret Society, after six eras of freezing, the White King's power waned.

The Black King sank Him and the Copper Pillar into an underwater volcano, turning them into ashes. He then devoured the ashes, reclaiming the power he had once bestowed upon the White King.

But the image on the wall reveals that the former white monarch actually left behind a cocoon waiting to be revived deep in the seabed of the eastern island!

After that, the next generation of the species underwent a transformation, and its appearance became exactly the same as the "White King" at the beginning of the mural.

He sits atop a throne amidst the clouds, with thousands of dragons bowing before him.

After a brief moment of shock, Nono understood the ambition of that next-generation species.

“I understand now, this is the future He planned for Himself.”

"This descendant of the White King is using 'Duat' to continuously harvest souls and accumulate power. He is waiting for an opportunity, until he is strong enough, to go to Japan, to devour the cocoon that belongs to the White King, and to be crowned the new White King!"

The Black King no longer manifests in the world. If He were to obtain the White King's authority, the other first-generation races would be utterly powerless against Him.

He will become the sole supreme being of this era.

"Things are getting complicated." Nono's face was pale, as if she was shocked by the contents of the mural.

"We need to get out of here first and call the academy for reinforcements. This time we may be facing the most powerful second-generation species in history."

"None of you are leaving today."

A hoarse and chilling voice came from the depths of the shadows.

Accompanied by footsteps, a priest dressed in a black robe and wearing a pure gold jackal head mask slowly appeared, followed by several mummy figures wrapped in bandages.

Nono immediately raised her gun and aimed: "Don't move."

The black-robed priest ignored the gun barrel of Nono's gun, looking as if he had the two of them completely under his control, his tone full of disdain.

"Impressive! I didn't expect you to make it this far. I thought the sandstorm and those hungry scarabs outside would have taken you down. It seems you're more resilient than I thought."

"But now that you have seen the plan of the great god to ascend the throne, you will not leave here alive today."

"Your souls will become the awakening of the gods..."

Halfway through his sentence, the priest noticed something and looked at Nono: "You bear the mark of 'Duat', you have already been reserved by your master."

"Hahahaha, that would be even better."

As his laughter rang out, the mummies surrounding him seemed to sense their master's murderous intent and took a step forward.

These monsters were powerful hybrids in life, and after death they were refined using ancient Egyptian secret techniques. Except for the inability to use incantations, they are almost no different from their former selves.

With the added enhancement of her own Word of Power "King's Servant", the priest is not afraid of even an entire mixed-blood squad.

Those well-prepared tomb raiders eventually became food for these Dead Servants.

Faced with the priest spewing out villainous quotes, Lin Yuan did not rush to draw his sword.

His gaze swept over the priest's black robes, then looked at the mask.

This classic Egyptian villain outfit reminded him of Imhotep from The Mummy.

Although it was inappropriate at the moment, Lin Yuan was simply curious.

He reached out his hand, as if asking a teacher a question: "Excuse me, is there a part about giving your last words?"

This stumped the priest; wasn't that his own line?

The priest gave an arrogant snort: "Since you are so eager to embrace death, I don't mind granting you the mercy of leaving a final word."

"Do you have any last words?" The priest felt that his words lacked power today.

"I just want to know, do you even have hair?" Lin Yuan blurted out out of the blue.

The priest was stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the bald head behind his mask.

He then realized that he had been made a fool of.

"These are your last words?!" the priest exclaimed, enraged.

"Then you can take this question with you to hell!"