Chapter 484 Come here, I will give you a tutorial and upgrade
"Very good." He is a child who listens to advice.
The God of Destruction leaned down slightly, stretched out a small hand, gently placed it on the top of Wang Dong's head, and gently rubbed her hair with his fingertips, his movements natural and casual.
"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot." A few years ago, she could only swing her sword randomly, with no rules and a stubborn mind. Now her swordsmanship has improved. When she swings her sword, it is as fast as the wind. The sound of the sword cutting through the air is crisp and sharp. Her palms are covered with thick calluses, just to make every move ingrained in her bones.
It seems that the sword-fighting instruction method passed down from the Asura God (except Tang San) is still remarkable.
"It's all because of her good teaching." Wang Dong scratched his head embarrassedly.
She inherited a certain characteristic of Xiao Wu. To put it bluntly, she is heartless, but to put it nicely, she has a strong ability to self-regulate. For example, the God of Destruction can easily divert her attention with other topics.
After all, she was better than her mother. At least this child could empathize with others, hate evil, and distinguish right from wrong. For a moment, the God of Destruction wanted to keep the unborn boy. Maybe he was also a good bamboo shoot?
But why did he gamble?
If you have the time, you might as well place some bets on Wang Dong and quickly dig up this good bamboo shoot and bring it home.
"I have another question..." Wang Dong was devastated after learning that Xiao Wu was planning to give up on her. But when she discovered that Xiao Wu had once tortured and killed humans in the name of testing them, it didn't seem like a bad thing to be abandoned by such a mother.
It’s better this way, as it was her mother who severed the blood relationship first. She will no longer be proud of having such a mother.
Similarly, she would also stand up for some children who were left alone by their parents. For example, why hadn't the lightning struck a certain black dragon's head yet? Could it be that the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life would just watch helplessly as the children they had carefully raised were killed by the wild dragons from the lower world...
"He's not some wild kid, he's the grandson of the Dragon God. When he was in the God Realm, his cultivation was at the peak of the First-Class God." The God of Destruction patiently explained to Wang Dong, "If you insist on talking about bloodline and lineage like Tang San, then I can tell you clearly that he is much nobler than you. Maybe you used to think that your father was a great God King with two god positions, but he is not good enough in front of the Dragon God King, or even the First-Class God."
"Of course, this is not your fault. After all, even your parents don't know that period of history. Even if they knew, with their faces, they would probably just want to step on others to highlight their own nobility. In fact, that's exactly what they did." The God of Destruction looked down at Wang Dong, who was stunned. "But I'm also very curious, why do you care so much about this kind of thing? You are not human, could it be that..."
This is a bit interesting.
The God of Destruction looked at Wang Dong with interest. Although love-sickness is annoying, such as Huo Yuner, it also depends on who the object is. If it is a love-sickness that is beneficial to oneself, then it is not unacceptable.
Gender matters aside, the God of Destruction decided to take some time to test the waters.
He is not too busy with the God Realm, and chatting with Wang Dong does not prevent him from using the God Realm Central to order the law enforcement gods to hunt down Tang San. I wonder if the law enforcement gods, led by the God of Death, will have a feeling of "the sky is falling, old leader, please come back soon" when they see the evidence of Tang San's communication with the Silver Dragon King?
"Perhaps you have heard of the Purple Brilliant Sky-Destroying Dragon."
"Of course I've heard of it. Isn't it the martial spirit of that eunuch?" When Wang Dong mentioned Zihuang Mie Tianlong, the first person she thought of was the eunuch Xu Tianran. When she thought of Xu Tianran, she got angry.
No one would have the slightest affection for someone who fantasizes about him all the time. He almost forgot to add this eunuch to his list of the species he hates the most. "You... Oh! Forget it, I'll make it short." The God of Destruction had to teach Wang Dong history again. "The attribute of this dragon clan is the same as mine, which is destruction. Its ancestor was once a sub-dragon that accompanied the Dragon God, also known as the ancestor of the sub-dragon. Later, because of its strong destructive power, it was exterminated by the Dragon God himself. This is one of the more widely circulated historical versions. Just listen to it. If that were the case, how could the Purple Brilliant Heaven-Destroying Dragon Martial Spirit be passed down? However, the companion dragon is very credible. You can confirm it with the captain of the Dragon God's personal guard in person later."
"So? Why are you telling me all this?" Wang Dong didn't understand. She was recognized as not being good at thinking, but she absolutely did not want to confirm the authenticity of this history with Di Tian.
Just meeting each other was awkward.
"Don't you want to fight for it? About... the future position beside the Dragon God." The God of Destruction was also very tired. He really couldn't beat around the bush when talking to this child because she couldn't understand.
"Huh?" Wang Dong's rarely used brain began to move slowly.
After a series of brainstorming sessions, she came to a conclusion: rounding up is equivalent to meeting the parents, and the other party’s parents approved of her!
The God of Destruction stretched out his hand towards her, and a purple-black light condensed in his hand.
At this moment, a strange crystal appeared out of thin air in his palm - that was the Seed of Destruction. It was in the shape of an octagonal star, and each corner was as sharp as a knife. The surface of the crystal flowed with a deep purple-black luster, as if the surrounding light was swallowed by it. Inside the crystal, purple-black clouds surged violently, like a trapped storm, sometimes condensing into a vortex, sometimes exploding into lightning, emitting endless destructive power. That power was deep and violent, as if it could crush the world with just a touch.
"Are you using the weapons I left behind smoothly?"
"I'm fine, thank you." Wang Dong let out a long sigh and struggled to stand up.
"That's good. It may hurt a little." A wisp of purple-black fire separated from the crystal. The fire was like a beating star, with endless destructive thoughts churning inside.
“What...!” Just as Wang Dong stood up, the dancing flame was pressed into her chest by the God of Destruction.
Instantly, a purple-black light exploded in her chest. Wang Dong's body shook violently, her eyes widened, and her pink-blue pupils were instantly engulfed by the purple-black flames. She opened her mouth, but could not make any sound due to the extreme pain - her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible force, and she could only make a weak sound. Her hands spasmed and grabbed at her chest, her nails deeply embedded in her skin, her body trembled violently, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.
The power of destruction raged in her body. Her martial spirit was forced to be unable to suppress it any longer. Her back suddenly bulged up, and the sound of flesh being torn was heard. Huge dragon wings forced their way out of her back, and blood splattered, staining her clothes red.
At the same time, strange waves appeared on the surface of her skin. Starting from her chest, dragon scales emerged like a tide, quickly covering her arms, shoulders and even her entire body, flashing purple, black and golden light. The pain of torn flesh and blood and the growth of dragon scales were intertwined. Wang Dong's body trembled violently, and her knees almost fell to the ground again, but she gritted her teeth and straightened her back.
"This is not... It's... a little..." Wang Dong had to think of something else to divert his attention from the pain, "Was she... in this much pain at the beginning?"
"Perhaps it will hurt more, because the force of life is also fused together." The God of Destruction was also helping her distract herself. "Destruction and life, in a sense, are mutually exclusive. Just get through it and it will be fine."
Since the Butterfly God left such a big loophole, don't blame him for breaking the rules.
Who stipulates that the butterfly god must be the goddess of light, the butterfly?
"Very good." He is a child who listens to advice.
The God of Destruction leaned down slightly, stretched out a small hand, gently placed it on the top of Wang Dong's head, and gently rubbed her hair with his fingertips, his movements natural and casual.
"Your swordsmanship has improved a lot." A few years ago, she could only swing her sword randomly, with no rules and a stubborn mind. Now her swordsmanship has improved. When she swings her sword, it is as fast as the wind. The sound of the sword cutting through the air is crisp and sharp. Her palms are covered with thick calluses, just to make every move ingrained in her bones.
It seems that the sword-fighting instruction method passed down from the Asura God (except Tang San) is still remarkable.
"It's all because of her good teaching." Wang Dong scratched his head embarrassedly.
She inherited a certain characteristic of Xiao Wu. To put it bluntly, she is heartless, but to put it nicely, she has a strong ability to self-regulate. For example, the God of Destruction can easily divert her attention with other topics.
After all, she was better than her mother. At least this child could empathize with others, hate evil, and distinguish right from wrong. For a moment, the God of Destruction wanted to keep the unborn boy. Maybe he was also a good bamboo shoot?
But why did he gamble?
If you have the time, you might as well place some bets on Wang Dong and quickly dig up this good bamboo shoot and bring it home.
"I have another question..." Wang Dong was devastated after learning that Xiao Wu was planning to give up on her. But when she discovered that Xiao Wu had once tortured and killed humans in the name of testing them, it didn't seem like a bad thing to be abandoned by such a mother.
It’s better this way, as it was her mother who severed the blood relationship first. She will no longer be proud of having such a mother.
Similarly, she would also stand up for some children who were left alone by their parents. For example, why hadn't the lightning struck a certain black dragon's head yet? Could it be that the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life would just watch helplessly as the children they had carefully raised were killed by the wild dragons from the lower world...
"He's not some wild kid, he's the grandson of the Dragon God. When he was in the God Realm, his cultivation was at the peak of the First-Class God." The God of Destruction patiently explained to Wang Dong, "If you insist on talking about bloodline and lineage like Tang San, then I can tell you clearly that he is much nobler than you. Maybe you used to think that your father was a great God King with two god positions, but he is not good enough in front of the Dragon God King, or even the First-Class God."
"Of course, this is not your fault. After all, even your parents don't know that period of history. Even if they knew, with their faces, they would probably just want to step on others to highlight their own nobility. In fact, that's exactly what they did." The God of Destruction looked down at Wang Dong, who was stunned. "But I'm also very curious, why do you care so much about this kind of thing? You are not human, could it be that..."
This is a bit interesting.
The God of Destruction looked at Wang Dong with interest. Although love-sickness is annoying, such as Huo Yuner, it also depends on who the object is. If it is a love-sickness that is beneficial to oneself, then it is not unacceptable.
Gender matters aside, the God of Destruction decided to take some time to test the waters.
He is not too busy with the God Realm, and chatting with Wang Dong does not prevent him from using the God Realm Central to order the law enforcement gods to hunt down Tang San. I wonder if the law enforcement gods, led by the God of Death, will have a feeling of "the sky is falling, old leader, please come back soon" when they see the evidence of Tang San's communication with the Silver Dragon King?
"Perhaps you have heard of the Purple Brilliant Sky-Destroying Dragon."
"Of course I've heard of it. Isn't it the martial spirit of that eunuch?" When Wang Dong mentioned Zihuang Mie Tianlong, the first person she thought of was the eunuch Xu Tianran. When she thought of Xu Tianran, she got angry.
No one would have the slightest affection for someone who fantasizes about him all the time. He almost forgot to add this eunuch to his list of the species he hates the most. "You... Oh! Forget it, I'll make it short." The God of Destruction had to teach Wang Dong history again. "The attribute of this dragon clan is the same as mine, which is destruction. Its ancestor was once a sub-dragon that accompanied the Dragon God, also known as the ancestor of the sub-dragon. Later, because of its strong destructive power, it was exterminated by the Dragon God himself. This is one of the more widely circulated historical versions. Just listen to it. If that were the case, how could the Purple Brilliant Heaven-Destroying Dragon Martial Spirit be passed down? However, the companion dragon is very credible. You can confirm it with the captain of the Dragon God's personal guard in person later."
"So? Why are you telling me all this?" Wang Dong didn't understand. She was recognized as not being good at thinking, but she absolutely did not want to confirm the authenticity of this history with Di Tian.
Just meeting each other was awkward.
"Don't you want to fight for it? About... the future position beside the Dragon God." The God of Destruction was also very tired. He really couldn't beat around the bush when talking to this child because she couldn't understand.
"Huh?" Wang Dong's rarely used brain began to move slowly.
After a series of brainstorming sessions, she came to a conclusion: rounding up is equivalent to meeting the parents, and the other party’s parents approved of her!
The God of Destruction stretched out his hand towards her, and a purple-black light condensed in his hand.
At this moment, a strange crystal appeared out of thin air in his palm - that was the Seed of Destruction. It was in the shape of an octagonal star, and each corner was as sharp as a knife. The surface of the crystal flowed with a deep purple-black luster, as if the surrounding light was swallowed by it. Inside the crystal, purple-black clouds surged violently, like a trapped storm, sometimes condensing into a vortex, sometimes exploding into lightning, emitting endless destructive power. That power was deep and violent, as if it could crush the world with just a touch.
"Are you using the weapons I left behind smoothly?"
"I'm fine, thank you." Wang Dong let out a long sigh and struggled to stand up.
"That's good. It may hurt a little." A wisp of purple-black fire separated from the crystal. The fire was like a beating star, with endless destructive thoughts churning inside.
“What...!” Just as Wang Dong stood up, the dancing flame was pressed into her chest by the God of Destruction.
Instantly, a purple-black light exploded in her chest. Wang Dong's body shook violently, her eyes widened, and her pink-blue pupils were instantly engulfed by the purple-black flames. She opened her mouth, but could not make any sound due to the extreme pain - her throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible force, and she could only make a weak sound. Her hands spasmed and grabbed at her chest, her nails deeply embedded in her skin, her body trembled violently, and cold sweat poured down her forehead.
The power of destruction raged in her body. Her martial spirit was forced to be unable to suppress it any longer. Her back suddenly bulged up, and the sound of flesh being torn was heard. Huge dragon wings forced their way out of her back, and blood splattered, staining her clothes red.
At the same time, strange waves appeared on the surface of her skin. Starting from her chest, dragon scales emerged like a tide, quickly covering her arms, shoulders and even her entire body, flashing purple, black and golden light. The pain of torn flesh and blood and the growth of dragon scales were intertwined. Wang Dong's body trembled violently, and her knees almost fell to the ground again, but she gritted her teeth and straightened her back.
"This is not... It's... a little..." Wang Dong had to think of something else to divert his attention from the pain, "Was she... in this much pain at the beginning?"
"Perhaps it will hurt more, because the force of life is also fused together." The God of Destruction was also helping her distract herself. "Destruction and life, in a sense, are mutually exclusive. Just get through it and it will be fine."
Since the Butterfly God left such a big loophole, don't blame him for breaking the rules.
Who stipulates that the butterfly god must be the goddess of light, the butterfly?
