nucmednet Chapter 190
Chapter 190
Three short days had flown by like a fleeting moment. Today was the day of the late Dragon Emperor's funeral. Before the mysterious burial ground of the dragon clan, a long procession, like a winding dragon, formed itself into a neat formation. At the front stood the dragon elders, the new Dragon Emperor, followed by the various clan leaders. Each face expressed a deep sorrow and grief, as if this land bore their endless grief and loss.
The atmosphere in the crowd was heavy and oppressive. No one was talking or laughing. Only the occasional low sob broke the suffocating silence. Some people stared silently at the burial ground before them, tears glistening in their eyes. Others bit their lips tightly, trying to restrain the surging emotions in their hearts, but their slightly trembling bodies betrayed their true state of mind.
The dragon elder stood there with a solemn and dignified expression, his hands constantly shifting spells, continuously channeling powerful spiritual energy into the formation before him. As he moved, dazzling rays of light streamed from his hands, like twinkling stars in the night sky, falling into the mysterious formation.
Instantly, the entire formation activated, radiating a dazzling light. The runes and lines within the formation began to glow with a strange light, interweaving and merging to form a complex and exquisite pattern. Then, a low rumbling sound resounded, as if the very earth was trembling.
At that moment, a massive portal slowly opened within the burial ground. This portal exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible to clearly see within. However, an incredibly powerful suction force suddenly erupted from within, heading straight for the Dragon Emperor's coffin not far away.
Pulled by this powerful force, the Dragon Emperor's coffin involuntarily flew towards the portal, disappearing into the darkness behind it in the blink of an eye. As the Dragon Emperor's coffin disappeared behind the portal, the huge portal began to slowly close.
At this moment, a gentle breeze suddenly blew by. The breeze was like a gentle hand, gently caressing everyone present, as if whispering something, and as if whispering softly: "Go back..."
The Dragon Clan's great elder slowly emerged from the crowd. His face was as calm as water, without a ripple. He spoke with a tone that conveyed authority without anger: "The ceremony has concluded successfully. Lord Dragon Emperor, please return..." As he finished speaking, the neatly arranged ranks, as if receiving some kind of command, quickly and orderly parted to the sides, clearing a wide path.
The new Dragon Emperor, Long Yan, walked with steady, powerful steps, slowly making his way through the passageway lined with his tribe. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, his gaze firm and sharp, and he exuded an innate aura of kingship. When he reached the end, he turned, glanced at his subjects, and then, without looking back, walked towards the Orcish Imperial City.
After returning to the Dragon Emperor's Palace, Long Yan walked straight to the Dragon Throne, a symbol of supreme power and majesty, and sat down firmly. At that moment, the entire palace was immersed in a solemn and dignified atmosphere. Then, without hesitation, the new Dragon Emperor issued his first order after ascending the throne—to personally lead the elite orc soldiers to attack the Peacock Tribe's territory!
At the same moment, a group of orcs, each shaped differently and exuding a wild aura, suddenly emerged from outside the mysterious and powerful barrier of the Death Forest. Each one of them had a ferocious face and bulging muscles, as if they had stepped out from ancient times. However, surprisingly, standing at the forefront of this group of orcs was the leader of the Peacock Tribe!
The Peacock Tribe leader, draped in a dazzling array of feathers, looked like a god of war descending to earth. His eagle-like eyes fixed on the barrier before him, and a strangely shaped bone whistle appeared in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the Peacock Tribe leader placed the bone whistle to his lips and began to blow gently. However, surprisingly, despite his utmost effort, not a single sound came out. The air around them seemed to freeze at that moment, and everyone held their breath, waiting to see what would happen next.
Not long after, a soft rustling sound broke the silence. At first, the sound was extremely faint, but as time went on, it gradually became clearer and clearer. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a terrifyingly large, purple, and hideous insect slowly emerging from the ground.
The insect's body was as massive as a small hill, covered in a thick purple carapace dotted with sharp, thorn-like protrusions, creating a formidable presence. Its head bore a pair of incredibly sharp fangs, gleaming with a cold light, as if capable of tearing through steel with ease. Its blood-red compound eyes betrayed boundless ferocity and greed.
If Lin Ziyu and Long Yan were here at this moment, they would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that this horrifying creature was the legendary Soul-Devouring Demonic Insect King!
As soon as the Soul Devouring Demon Insect King appeared, he said in his hoarse and piercing voice, "Did you get the stuff?"
The Peacock Tribe leader nodded expressionlessly, then pulled out an object emitting a dazzling golden light—it was a golden heart! Upon closer inspection, the heart was still beating slightly, as if possessing infinite vitality.
"Here you go." The Peacock Tribe leader handed the golden heart to the Soul Devouring Demon Insect King and asked, "How long will it take you to escape from this barrier?"
The Soul Devouring Demon Insect Emperor's hoarse voice seemed to come from the Netherworld. He slowly said, "This operation failed to successfully obtain the Sea Emperor's heart, and even the Human Emperor's heart was also unsuccessful. If we want to complete the mission, I'm afraid it will take at least four months."
Upon hearing this, the Peacock Tribe leader's brows knitted together, forming a deep frown. He snorted coldly and harshly rebuked the Soul Devouring Demonic Insect Emperor, "Hmph, Soul Devouring Demonic Insect! You're supposed to be the overlord of this region, yet you're so useless! No wonder those Earthlings have held you captive for a thousand years. Four months is far too long! I don't have the patience to wait that long!"
Upon hearing this, the Soul Devouring Demonic Worm King, far from being angry, let out a strange, piercing laugh, as chilling as the cry of a night owl. It sneered in response, "Soul Devouring Demonic Worm, stop your sarcasm. If you have the guts, go capture Soul Devouring Purple Flame for me! If you can, I can instantly break through this damn barrier and escape."
From their conversation, we understood that the Peacock Clan Leader had long been secretly controlled by the Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King, and at this moment, he was actually the Soul-Devouring Demon Insect King.