nucmednet Chapter 35 "Twin Dragons"
Chapter 35 "Twin Dragons"
At the same time, the official account of Beehive Games quietly released new material - the second hero-exclusive promotional video, which was released without any prior announcement or promotion.
A top-tier promotional video for Overwatch was actually used to suppress its popularity!
There was no other way; Yang Yi was afraid that Overwatch would be associated with LGB... once that stuff gets on it, it's impossible to wash it off completely.
Fortunately, some viewers in the live stream have already discovered the new promotional video, and there aren't many viewers discussing the Black Widow cosplayer anymore. It should soon be overshadowed by the barrage of comments discussing the promotional video.
At this moment, the three members of Eggplant were learning about the skills while watching the promotional video—
Twin Dragons
[My family has a legend about two dragon brothers passed down through generations.]
A black-and-white ink painting slowly unfolds, accompanied by an elderly narrator and the melodious sound of a flute.
Two intertwined ink dragons leap vividly from the paper.
[The North Wind Dragon and the South Wind Dragon, together in the heavens, maintain prosperity and harmony in the mortal realm.]
[However, the brothers became bitter enemies due to their differing ideals, and their conflict led to a cataclysmic disaster, until the North Wind Dragon was defeated by his elder brother and fell to the mortal realm, causing the heavens and earth to tremble!]
A sturdy figure was hidden in the shadows of the eaves. The man was clad in a pair of black iron armor that gleamed with a cold light. In his hand, a dark longbow with dragon patterns gleamed with a deep, eerie light. The patterns resembled a lurking dark dragon, subtly flowing in the dim light.
He kept his body low to the ground, using the staggered eaves as cover, and silently slipped into this ancient Chinese-style tower complex.
The courtyard was heavily guarded, with black-clad assassins and cold-looking AI patrolling in orderly fashion, tightly controlling all the key passages.
The cold glint was fleeting; the bow blade pierced the air, and the short blade sealed the throat, without making a sound.
In the process of maneuvering, all the patrolling men in black and the AI were dealt with swiftly and efficiently. Despite the presence of numerous surveillance cameras in the courtyard, not a single alarm was triggered.
After clearing away the outer perimeter of the guard post, he walked steadily and gracefully to the base of the main tower.
He raised his hand to nock a bow, and a probe arrow, glowing with a pale blue light, shot through the air, its shaft grazing the tower's beams and pillars, circling the building to survey its entirety. Once the light dissipated, confirming there were no more lurking guards within, he lowered his bow and, with light steps, ascended the stone steps, heading towards the altar at the center of the building.
The live stream chat was filled with laughter and chatter.
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"Just tell me, have any living people been found?"
"Mr. Yang knows how to operate stealthily!"
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The narration from the promotional video started playing again.
[Although Nanfeng Shenlong won, loneliness gradually took hold of his heart, and the joy of victory faded away with the passing years.]
[As time passed, the dragon's loneliness and sorrow plunged the world into chaos, and the light in the dragon's eyes completely faded.]
[Until one day, a stranger came before the dragon and softly asked it why it was so heartbroken.]
[The dragon replied sorrowfully: Because of differing ideals, I killed my own brother with my own hands, but losing him, I also completely lost myself.]
[The stranger looked at it and slowly spoke: If you wish to find liberation, let go of the past and step into the mortal world as an ordinary person; only then can you find inner peace.]
The man stood before the altar, lit three incense sticks, and offered prayers to the void. It was a ritual he performed every year to commemorate his younger brother, whom he had personally killed.
He stood with his eyes lowered, his sorrow almost tangible, while in the shadows, a figure had been quietly watching him for a long time.
As if the ritual had ended, the man suddenly opened his sharp, piercing eyes and spoke abruptly, his voice icy:
"You're not the first person sent to kill me, and you certainly won't be the last."
A figure clad in silver-white mechanical armor leaped down from the roof beam with a cold voice, landing silently.
A young voice rang out: "You dare to risk your life to come to the Ling family's old mansion, the territory of your nemesis."
The man didn't rise. With his back to the enemy, he replied to the young man in a cold voice, "This used to be my home. Didn't anyone tell you who I am?!"
Before he finished speaking, he picked up the bow and arrow that had been placed aside for the sacrificial ceremony, quickly turned around, drew the bow, nocked the arrow, and shot it.
The assassin casually dodged the incoming arrow, saying calmly, "I know who you are, Ling Yu. I also know that every year on this day, you come here to pay tribute to the person who died by your hand."
The two exchanged blows quickly, and Ling Yu, seemingly stung by the assassin's words, suddenly raised his voice: "You know absolutely nothing!"
After saying that, Ling Yu suddenly exerted force in his arm, drawing the bow to its fullest extent. The dark dragon-patterned bow body stretched out a sharp arc, and the arrow he had been holding back burst into the air.
The assassin didn't have time to dodge completely and could only hastily parry with his sword.
But this arrow carried immense rage and tremendous force. The deafening sound of metal clashing against metal exploded out, and the assassin was violently thrown out of the altar area, staggering and falling outside.
Knowing he was no match for the enemy head-on, he immediately used the momentum to break free and nimbly flew towards the side terrace, intending to use the complex terrain to maneuver and fight.
The ninja's movements were ghostly and agile, shifting and turning in all directions, leaving no blind spots in sight. Ling Yu fired several arrows in succession, but nine out of ten missed.
But he would never let go of this assassin who knew his past. With a light step, he immediately drew his bow and chased after him.
They chased all the way to the open-air terrace, where the wind howled from all sides.
The assassin, hidden in the shadows of the pillars, spoke in a young yet cold voice that drifted and echoed in the air, each word piercing the deepest, most painful shackles in Ling Yu's heart.
You tell yourself that you had to kill your brother because of his betrayal.
"You must ensure the continuation of your family and the continuation of your mission."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yu's fingers tightened suddenly. He continued drawing the bow and string without stopping, his hearing already pinpointing the source of the sound. He shot an arrow, but it was deflected by the assassin with a short knife.
"That was my mission, my shackles, but I have always been proud of my brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly and shot the last arrow from his quiver.
This time, however, the assassin stopped dodging and decisively cleaved the incoming arrow in two with the short knife at his waist.
With his quiver empty, Ling Yu didn't hesitate for a moment and stepped forward to engage the assassin in hand-to-hand combat with his bow.
However, without arrows, Ling Yu was no match for the assassin. After only a few rounds, the assassin's blade blocked all his escape routes, forcing him into a blind spot by the balcony railing. The cold blade was pressed against his throat, and his life was hanging by a thread.
As the two were locked in a stalemate, the assassin suddenly let out a sneer, his tone full of biting sarcasm, each word piercing to the heart.
"Does offering incense and prayers mean you take pride in being arrogant?"
"Honor requires action!"
Just as the assassin uttered his sarcastic remark and his mind wandered slightly, Ling Yu caught a glimpse of the arrow that had been deflected and was now embedded in the stone floor not far away.
The anger and grief that had been building up for half a lifetime erupted instantly. Ling Yu's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared angrily, his voice shaking the entire terrace.
"You're not qualified to lecture me about what honor is!"
"You are not worthy to say my brother's name!"
He mustered all his strength to push away the short knife in front of him, and using the recoil, he rolled on the spot, gripping the arrow embedded in the floor with his fingertips, and got up.
"The Dragon God devours my enemy!"
Ling Yu's angry roar reverberated throughout the terrace. The dragon tattoo lying dormant on his shoulder and neck suddenly lit up with a dazzling azure light. The guardian dragon soul, passed down for thousands of years by his family, surged through his bloodline and flowed into the arrow in his palm.
An arrow pierced the sky, and a deafening dragon's roar echoed through the heavens.
Two colossal azure dragons, their heads and tails intertwined, roared forth from the arrow's tip. Their scales gleamed with a chilling light, and they charged straight at the assassin with overwhelming force.
The assassin remained calm in the face of the two giant dragons rushing towards him, and calmly drew his longsword from behind him, letting out a shout that resounded through the sky.
"Taste the Dragon Sword!"
In an instant, a fierce, emerald-green dragon roared and soared into the sky from the sword blade. Its body was agile and swift, carrying an incomparably domineering power, and it crashed fiercely into the two attacking azure dragons.
Three dragon roars intertwined and exploded, shaking the stone bricks of the terrace slightly. No one expected that the emerald green dragon would not only not be defeated, but would instead tightly entangle the two blue dragons, suddenly change direction, and with the terrifying power of the three dragon souls, it would rush straight towards Ling Yu himself!
Three giant dragons roared past, and Ling Yu no longer had the strength to fight back, slowly kneeling down on the ground.