Chapter 572 Blood and Honey (Part )
Adaloni looked back and forth at the Khitanris ring that he had received from "Fubing", chanting the obscure language of the ancient Yanhuo Empire at a high speed.
Soon, with his upper and lower lips colliding like crazy, countless sparks gushed out from his seven orifices, and bursts of bright light mixed with tiny lightning flashed desperately in the small dormitory.
Fortunately, there are not many fighting competition participants staying in the "living corridor" at this moment, and most of them are very tired and snoring. Even if the Creator smashes the planet with a heavy punch, causing the sky to collapse, volcanoes to erupt, and the sea to roar, it will be difficult to wake them up.
Not to mention this fleeting "spider-web lightning".
Then, he picked up a blade beside him, cut his finger, and placed the wound on the Khitan Reese ring.
The blood did not drip vertically between the cold gems according to the scientific laws known to mankind. Instead, it was broken up by an inexplicable force and turned into a huge fishing net that quickly spread out, mixed with rich water vapor and fishy smell.
A slight clicking sound was heard from the Khitanris ring, and a camouflage-like illusory light flashed by. The fishing net collapsed in an instant, and the blood mist lost all its color and scattered on the ground, as if someone was watering the flowers with a watering can. Except for the traces of clean water left on the ground, there was nothing strange left.
"I seem to have seen this... jade a long time ago." Adaroni pointed at the Khitanris ring on his wrist and said solemnly:
"It resonated with my energy, so I just chanted a 'flame word' praising the 'Dragon Leader' and briefly established contact with one of his souls scattered in the eastern part of Cruzde.
"The 'Dragon Leader' passed on the message 'Keep this' to me, which allowed me to use the 'Blood Jade' that is exclusive to the dragon race. With the permission of His Majesty the 'Head Leader', I have established an unbreakable connection with it."
"Contract?" Fu Bing looked at Yada Luo Ni's expression and asked in confusion:
"If you have become the owner of this Khitanris Ring, you should be happy instead of looking so sad. If you can successfully use the endless magical power contained in it, resonate with the thoughts of the gods, and reach the state of 'enlightenment' or 'clarity', you should be close to restoring your dragon body."
"Maybe it's not that simple." Adaloni stretched out his right arm, and saw the Khitanris Ring floating between his arms under the influence of his magic power, releasing circles of gradually spreading red ripples towards his arm, but without any contact with his skin.
Adaloni tensed every muscle in his right arm, and as the energy of the "Jue" state spread, he pulled his sleeves to his shoulders. Strands of golden things like bird and animal feathers covered his exposed skin like a puzzle.
Then, the gold disappeared and the red returned, and lizard-like scales that symbolized power, strength, antiquity, and "evil" grew out, mixed with strange black spots like hieroglyphs, briefly reminding people of the great creatures that once ruled the continent.
"Is this... the power of the dragon clan? It's so spectacular, it really makes people feel... their blood boiling." Wright couldn't help but blurt out his praise.
Even in the previous world, before he traveled through time, he was familiar with the image of dragons, both in the East and the West. He even buried himself in obscure and rare ancient books in order to study some bizarre dragon legends.
Before waking up in the city of Sugra, he even bought a pair of metal goggles that were said to be able to see the projection of a rare giant dragon during rare astronomical wonders. Unfortunately, before he could appreciate the peculiarities of the goggles, he unknowingly came to this continent shrouded in death and sin.
"This is incomplete power. I can now confirm... I have come into contact with this Khitanris ring. Less than one thousandth of my dragon power remains inside it, but its original owner is not me." Adaloni's heavy voice interrupted Wright's thoughts.
Looking up, the golden and red light just disappeared on Adaloni's arm. As the light faded, the red scales disappeared instantly, and the warm atmosphere like the sun that lingered in the room just now disappeared.
"Now, you are its master." "Fu Bing" said in confusion:
"From the description in the 'Joegler-S-301' document, MB-221: Khitanris Ring, there is no record of any restrictions on the identity of the user. As long as one is a descendant of the dragon race, even if they only have one-sixteenth of dragon blood, they can use it to temporarily use the dragon race's fire, breath, and flying abilities, and even the ability to fly for several minutes.
"However, according to the calculations of the scientists of the Federal Committee, MB-221 has indeed not been used for nearly 400 years."
"The power may not be affected, but the people of the Flame Empire generally believe that objects with magical power will produce a substance called 'spirit' after being used by the same person many times. It may be a usage habit, or the user's thinking, memory, or a behavior." Yadaroni explained:
"I don't know who its previous user was, nor do I know its 'special function'. So, in the short term, I will wear it and try to get used to it, but I will not use it in any battle. You know, in battle, being disturbed by other people's thoughts or habits, even for a moment, is very dangerous."
"That doesn't matter. We can follow the plan just now and go to the Singer to learn about the situation first, and then let you... uh, slowly develop its uses." Fu Bing shrugged and said:
"After all, the situation in the west can only be maintained for one to two months. In other words, it will take at least two months for Novaask to fall into chaos. I heard that the day before yesterday, the First Army of the Federation repelled a wave of 'careless people' between Xinfeng Town and the North Mamous River and won a 'great victory'. "This is a rare and inspiring victory. After all, since the collapse of the Gnady Line, the battle reports received by the Federation leaders have been nothing but defeats. In a chaotic situation, confidence is more valuable than gold."
"So, I have more time than I expected?" Adaloni said with a smile.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
There was a hurried knock on the door at an inopportune time, and the three people in the room were startled. At Adaloni's gesture, "Fu Bing" and Wright stopped talking and sat on the steel bed.
The three of them knew that now that the room was "brightly lit", it was impossible to pretend that no one was there, so Adaroni pretended to be relaxed as he walked to the door and asked in the most normal voice possible:
"Who is it? What's the matter?"
"Player Adaloni, I'm a staff member of the 'Dome of Ares'. I'm sorry to bother you so late. It's like this, the next game has been temporarily changed to the day after tomorrow morning. I'm here to give you the match list and schedule." A familiar young man's voice came from the door.
"Oh, okay." Adaloni opened the door and used his body to block the view of the young staff member in standard Western uniform, preventing him from observing what was happening in any room.
After all, "Fubing" is a Lost One, and Light is an "evil god". If the people of the "Dome of Ares" see him with these two strange characters, they will probably report it to the City Committee, causing unnecessary "trouble".
"That's right." The young staff member handed a yellowish document to Adaroni. Under the residual smell of ink, the young staff member added:
"Your opponent today, 'Yilang' Lev, will not participate in the next match. He believes that today's draw is a 'humiliation to a warrior'. Any warrior who is on the verge of life and death will not tolerate such mercy. Besides, this is his last match in Novayask. Tomorrow he will leave the city and head to Nebsk."
"Is that so?" Adaloni nodded slightly, expressing his approval of his opponent's character. "I wish him peace."
Seeing the young staff member leave, Adaloni was about to close the door and walk back to the room, when suddenly, a large, calloused hand grabbed his left wrist.
Adaloni looked up and saw two men wearing black windbreakers and large gentleman's hats that almost completely covered their faces.
Before Adaloni could ask, the two men barged into the room, took out the square leather certificate in their hands and threw it to him.
"I'm the deputy chief executive of the Novayask City Council, currently serving as a staff officer of the city's First Legion, and concurrently serving as the head of the 'City Security Committee.' My name is Anatoly Alexander Rurikya. The man next to me is my deputy, and he's also a Lost One. You can just call him Yuri." Anatoly said as he walked into the room.
The sound of leather boots clattering did not last long and stopped abruptly in front of Wright and "Fu Bing".
Anatoly reached out and lifted his gentleman's hat slightly, revealing a fair face covered with wounds and rot, as ugly as snake skin or the cracked exterior wall of a building.
He looked down at her with a condescending attitude, his brown eyes fixed on "Fu Bing" with the unique aura of the Crusaders.
Then, the corners of his cracked mouth lifted up desperately, revealing his unexpectedly pure white teeth. With a weird smile, he spoke in his duck voice:
"Captain Fubing, before the decision of Binglin City is overturned, you should be in Sennar or Saint Ivan Prison. How dare you appear in the Ares Dome where all the important figures in the city gather?"
"Just say whatever you want to say, no need to beat around the bush!" "Fu Bing" stood up without any hesitation and looked at Anatoly.
"Very good, this is us, the Lost Ones." Anatoly clapped his hands mockingly, then he grabbed Fu Bing's neck with one hand, pulled Fu Bing in front of him, and said in a tone that was half mocking and half tempting:
"You know, Shaneva needs to find the 'Yaoguang' and the 'Stone Pillar', so she started cooperation with us, the 'Spear of Odyssey'. But I think that the 'Order Society' obviously has a deeper research on the 'Evolution Platform'. Survival and death are topics that we Lost Ones should think about forever. A 'monster' who has experienced death once is more likely to cherish life, isn't it?"
“What…is…your…purpose?” “Fu Bing” asked strugglingly.
"That depends on you, the 'ruler' of the 'Order Society', 'Fu Bing', whether you want to choose 'blood' or 'honey'."
(End of this chapter)
Adaloni looked back and forth at the Khitanris ring that he had received from "Fubing", chanting the obscure language of the ancient Yanhuo Empire at a high speed.
Soon, with his upper and lower lips colliding like crazy, countless sparks gushed out from his seven orifices, and bursts of bright light mixed with tiny lightning flashed desperately in the small dormitory.
Fortunately, there are not many fighting competition participants staying in the "living corridor" at this moment, and most of them are very tired and snoring. Even if the Creator smashes the planet with a heavy punch, causing the sky to collapse, volcanoes to erupt, and the sea to roar, it will be difficult to wake them up.
Not to mention this fleeting "spider-web lightning".
Then, he picked up a blade beside him, cut his finger, and placed the wound on the Khitan Reese ring.
The blood did not drip vertically between the cold gems according to the scientific laws known to mankind. Instead, it was broken up by an inexplicable force and turned into a huge fishing net that quickly spread out, mixed with rich water vapor and fishy smell.
A slight clicking sound was heard from the Khitanris ring, and a camouflage-like illusory light flashed by. The fishing net collapsed in an instant, and the blood mist lost all its color and scattered on the ground, as if someone was watering the flowers with a watering can. Except for the traces of clean water left on the ground, there was nothing strange left.
"I seem to have seen this... jade a long time ago." Adaroni pointed at the Khitanris ring on his wrist and said solemnly:
"It resonated with my energy, so I just chanted a 'flame word' praising the 'Dragon Leader' and briefly established contact with one of his souls scattered in the eastern part of Cruzde.
"The 'Dragon Leader' passed on the message 'Keep this' to me, which allowed me to use the 'Blood Jade' that is exclusive to the dragon race. With the permission of His Majesty the 'Head Leader', I have established an unbreakable connection with it."
"Contract?" Fu Bing looked at Yada Luo Ni's expression and asked in confusion:
"If you have become the owner of this Khitanris Ring, you should be happy instead of looking so sad. If you can successfully use the endless magical power contained in it, resonate with the thoughts of the gods, and reach the state of 'enlightenment' or 'clarity', you should be close to restoring your dragon body."
"Maybe it's not that simple." Adaloni stretched out his right arm, and saw the Khitanris Ring floating between his arms under the influence of his magic power, releasing circles of gradually spreading red ripples towards his arm, but without any contact with his skin.
Adaloni tensed every muscle in his right arm, and as the energy of the "Jue" state spread, he pulled his sleeves to his shoulders. Strands of golden things like bird and animal feathers covered his exposed skin like a puzzle.
Then, the gold disappeared and the red returned, and lizard-like scales that symbolized power, strength, antiquity, and "evil" grew out, mixed with strange black spots like hieroglyphs, briefly reminding people of the great creatures that once ruled the continent.
"Is this... the power of the dragon clan? It's so spectacular, it really makes people feel... their blood boiling." Wright couldn't help but blurt out his praise.
Even in the previous world, before he traveled through time, he was familiar with the image of dragons, both in the East and the West. He even buried himself in obscure and rare ancient books in order to study some bizarre dragon legends.
Before waking up in the city of Sugra, he even bought a pair of metal goggles that were said to be able to see the projection of a rare giant dragon during rare astronomical wonders. Unfortunately, before he could appreciate the peculiarities of the goggles, he unknowingly came to this continent shrouded in death and sin.
"This is incomplete power. I can now confirm... I have come into contact with this Khitanris ring. Less than one thousandth of my dragon power remains inside it, but its original owner is not me." Adaloni's heavy voice interrupted Wright's thoughts.
Looking up, the golden and red light just disappeared on Adaloni's arm. As the light faded, the red scales disappeared instantly, and the warm atmosphere like the sun that lingered in the room just now disappeared.
"Now, you are its master." "Fu Bing" said in confusion:
"From the description in the 'Joegler-S-301' document, MB-221: Khitanris Ring, there is no record of any restrictions on the identity of the user. As long as one is a descendant of the dragon race, even if they only have one-sixteenth of dragon blood, they can use it to temporarily use the dragon race's fire, breath, and flying abilities, and even the ability to fly for several minutes.
"However, according to the calculations of the scientists of the Federal Committee, MB-221 has indeed not been used for nearly 400 years."
"The power may not be affected, but the people of the Flame Empire generally believe that objects with magical power will produce a substance called 'spirit' after being used by the same person many times. It may be a usage habit, or the user's thinking, memory, or a behavior." Yadaroni explained:
"I don't know who its previous user was, nor do I know its 'special function'. So, in the short term, I will wear it and try to get used to it, but I will not use it in any battle. You know, in battle, being disturbed by other people's thoughts or habits, even for a moment, is very dangerous."
"That doesn't matter. We can follow the plan just now and go to the Singer to learn about the situation first, and then let you... uh, slowly develop its uses." Fu Bing shrugged and said:
"After all, the situation in the west can only be maintained for one to two months. In other words, it will take at least two months for Novaask to fall into chaos. I heard that the day before yesterday, the First Army of the Federation repelled a wave of 'careless people' between Xinfeng Town and the North Mamous River and won a 'great victory'. "This is a rare and inspiring victory. After all, since the collapse of the Gnady Line, the battle reports received by the Federation leaders have been nothing but defeats. In a chaotic situation, confidence is more valuable than gold."
"So, I have more time than I expected?" Adaloni said with a smile.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
There was a hurried knock on the door at an inopportune time, and the three people in the room were startled. At Adaloni's gesture, "Fu Bing" and Wright stopped talking and sat on the steel bed.
The three of them knew that now that the room was "brightly lit", it was impossible to pretend that no one was there, so Adaroni pretended to be relaxed as he walked to the door and asked in the most normal voice possible:
"Who is it? What's the matter?"
"Player Adaloni, I'm a staff member of the 'Dome of Ares'. I'm sorry to bother you so late. It's like this, the next game has been temporarily changed to the day after tomorrow morning. I'm here to give you the match list and schedule." A familiar young man's voice came from the door.
"Oh, okay." Adaloni opened the door and used his body to block the view of the young staff member in standard Western uniform, preventing him from observing what was happening in any room.
After all, "Fubing" is a Lost One, and Light is an "evil god". If the people of the "Dome of Ares" see him with these two strange characters, they will probably report it to the City Committee, causing unnecessary "trouble".
"That's right." The young staff member handed a yellowish document to Adaroni. Under the residual smell of ink, the young staff member added:
"Your opponent today, 'Yilang' Lev, will not participate in the next match. He believes that today's draw is a 'humiliation to a warrior'. Any warrior who is on the verge of life and death will not tolerate such mercy. Besides, this is his last match in Novayask. Tomorrow he will leave the city and head to Nebsk."
"Is that so?" Adaloni nodded slightly, expressing his approval of his opponent's character. "I wish him peace."
Seeing the young staff member leave, Adaloni was about to close the door and walk back to the room, when suddenly, a large, calloused hand grabbed his left wrist.
Adaloni looked up and saw two men wearing black windbreakers and large gentleman's hats that almost completely covered their faces.
Before Adaloni could ask, the two men barged into the room, took out the square leather certificate in their hands and threw it to him.
"I'm the deputy chief executive of the Novayask City Council, currently serving as a staff officer of the city's First Legion, and concurrently serving as the head of the 'City Security Committee.' My name is Anatoly Alexander Rurikya. The man next to me is my deputy, and he's also a Lost One. You can just call him Yuri." Anatoly said as he walked into the room.
The sound of leather boots clattering did not last long and stopped abruptly in front of Wright and "Fu Bing".
Anatoly reached out and lifted his gentleman's hat slightly, revealing a fair face covered with wounds and rot, as ugly as snake skin or the cracked exterior wall of a building.
He looked down at her with a condescending attitude, his brown eyes fixed on "Fu Bing" with the unique aura of the Crusaders.
Then, the corners of his cracked mouth lifted up desperately, revealing his unexpectedly pure white teeth. With a weird smile, he spoke in his duck voice:
"Captain Fubing, before the decision of Binglin City is overturned, you should be in Sennar or Saint Ivan Prison. How dare you appear in the Ares Dome where all the important figures in the city gather?"
"Just say whatever you want to say, no need to beat around the bush!" "Fu Bing" stood up without any hesitation and looked at Anatoly.
"Very good, this is us, the Lost Ones." Anatoly clapped his hands mockingly, then he grabbed Fu Bing's neck with one hand, pulled Fu Bing in front of him, and said in a tone that was half mocking and half tempting:
"You know, Shaneva needs to find the 'Yaoguang' and the 'Stone Pillar', so she started cooperation with us, the 'Spear of Odyssey'. But I think that the 'Order Society' obviously has a deeper research on the 'Evolution Platform'. Survival and death are topics that we Lost Ones should think about forever. A 'monster' who has experienced death once is more likely to cherish life, isn't it?"
“What…is…your…purpose?” “Fu Bing” asked strugglingly.
"That depends on you, the 'ruler' of the 'Order Society', 'Fu Bing', whether you want to choose 'blood' or 'honey'."
(End of this chapter)
