Chapter 135 I'm Really Not Your Ancestor (6k)

The Advent sacrificial ceremony is proceeding steadily.

On a tall altar that was very similar to the Mayan pyramid, Long Yuanhai, the high priest, offered sacrifices, held the sacrificial table in his hands, and read the sacrificial words piously.

According to the ancient legends of the Dragon Clan, this gray altar, which looks like an ordinary stone pile, was left behind when the Dragon Ancestor descended in the past.

No one knows what materials the altar is made of, and no one knows what the strange lines carved on the altar represent.

The members of the Shenlong clan only knew that this altar had stood here for ten thousand years.

Like the dragon ball, it is the foundation of the entire tribe.

It has combined with the Dragon Balls many times to release terrifying attacks to repel invading enemies.

Even the strongest heavenly-level warrior in the tribe could not destroy it at all.

But that was in the past.

Ever since the power of the Dragon Balls began to fade away, the power of the altar has also been declining rapidly.

Today's altar is almost the same as those made of ordinary materials, except that it is slightly harder.

The night gradually deepened.

The full moon hanging in the sky glowed brighter and cooler, with a hint of ethereal fairy air.

The Shenlong tribe was brightly lit, and countless tribesmen prostrated themselves, chanting prayers under the guidance of the high priest, shouting the name of the Dragon Ancestor and praying for the arrival of the gods.

The father and son, Long Yuanhai and Long Wensheng, played the role of guides diligently, with fanaticism and piety evident on their faces.

Behind the scenes, Long Yuanhai had actually already thought of how to appease his clansmen after his failure.

When the sacrificial ceremony reached its climax, Long Yuanhai roared to the sky, and blue flames rose from his hands and shot towards the precious offerings, igniting them.

There was a trace of pity in his eyes that was imperceptible to others, but he quickly returned to his normal appearance and recited loudly.

Suddenly, a huge fire broke out on the altar's offering platform.

The dark blue ocean flames shot up into the sky, almost forming a towering pillar of fire connecting the sky and the earth.

All the members of the Shenlong tribe were stunned.

The originally bustling sacrificial scene suddenly became silent.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the incredible scene before them.

Even Long Yuanhai, who had served as the high priest for many years, was a little dazed.

He didn't know what was going on.

Even in the past when the Dragon Ball still had its power, such a miracle had never happened.

Could it be that the Dragon Ancestor was really moved by our sincerity and sent down his divine power?

But this

How is this possible?

The quiet moonlight condensed and turned into a solid liquid that spilled down, bringing the entire blue pillar of fire to collapse downwards in an instant, spreading across the entire altar like mercury pouring onto the ground, and flowing into those strange patterns.

In just a moment, the inscriptions and lines that no one could understand were lit up, and the entire altar seemed to come alive, emitting a strange and moving silver-white glow.

The flames surged upward like waves and gathered into the dragon ball at the highest point of the altar.

The gray stone ball immediately shed all the dust and emitted a dazzling and brilliant light.

"Buzz!"

Above the altar, the space shook violently.

Long Yuanhai was horrified and no longer cared about any ceremonies or rituals. He just released his own strength while retreating explosively, trying to protect his people from this violent spatial fluctuation.

"Elders and warriors, move forward. The rest of you, retreat! Retreat!"

The second fastest to react was clan leader Long Wensheng.

He tiptoed high into the sky and stood side by side with his father.

A powerful aura emanated from his body, dragon-like scales appeared on his body, and his arms turned into thick and sharp forms like dragon claws.

In such a doomsday environment where everyone is a soldier, even the elderly, children, women and children are not powerless, but they are not as strong as those professional soldiers.

Following the order from the patriarch, although the members of the Shenlong tribe were somewhat confused about the order, they still advanced and retreated in moderation, quickly adjusted their formation, and stood ready around the altar.

The altar was still glowing with silver light.

Some older people have begun to whisper, thinking that this is not a good sign.

They had seen the power of Dragon Ball in their youth, but it was not like this.

At a certain moment, a silver mirror suddenly appeared on the towering altar.

The surging sea water suddenly rushed out from it, and fell upside down like the sky was overturning.

Along with the sea water, Lu Wenwu and his four companions were also washed out.

Or to be precise.

It's a cat, a bird, two dogs, and three people.

A group of people were washed up along with the cold sea water, chattering.

Fortunately, the top of the altar was large enough, so they didn't have to do a bungee jump directly into the sea as soon as they came out.

The four animal companions were swishing the water frantically in the same motion.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh"

Lu Wenwu, who was dazed by this unique space teleportation, stood up in a trance, spat out the bitter and salty sea water in his mouth, and couldn't help but punch himself on the head.

Thanks to the damage from the flame explosion of the Demon King's Wrath, he suddenly shuddered and finally came to his senses.

Damn it, I must never teleport underwater next time.

The process is like being thrown into a washing machine, spinning wildly for a few minutes, and then being flushed down the drain. It's so uncomfortable.

“Ahhhhhh! What is this place!?”

After clearing the shouting Patrick's voice pack from his mind, Lu Wenwu looked around and found that he and others were on a high platform similar to a pyramid.

Moreover, he saw a group of little dragon people who seemed to be possessed by martial spirits, looking at him and others with extremely vigilant eyes.

In addition to vigilance, there seemed to be a hint of hope in these eyes?

"Where did this ancient teleportation array bring me?"

Lu Wenwu glanced at the tall man standing in the front.

Long Wensheng, the patriarch of the Shenlong tribe, is A+ level.

Is this the level of the strongest?

Then there is no threat.

Seeing that his teammates were still asleep, and those so-called Dragon Tribe members who were suspected to be little dragon men showed no signs of actively coming forward to communicate, Lu Wenwu simply ignored them.

He just carried Maomao to his side and checked the previous mission rewards in his personal backpack.

It looked like a round and flawless red gem, nothing special about it.

[Name: True Dragon Blood and Tears]

[Type: Wonderful Item]

[Introduction: Only a True Dragon that has condensed its divine nature can, before dying, transform its true spirit into these soul tears of blood. These aren't real tears, but they are the True Dragon's final gift when their life is at an end. It is a rare treasure in the world.]

The blood and tears of a true dragon contain powerful effects that can change a person's destiny. But what exactly are they? Every drop of a true dragon's blood and tears is unique, and only those truly entrusted by a true dragon can know.

[After taking it, your body will not change, but you will definitely gain some beneficial True Dragon properties]

"It looks like a cheat for the protagonist of an online novel." Lu Wenwu shrugged habitually.

He probably won't be able to change this bad habit, just like Brother Lucky Xiao Huohuo who always likes to touch his nose and smile bitterly.

Seeing that Maomao and his teammates had gradually recovered, while the little dragons of the Shenlong Tribe were still on alert, Lu Wenwu directly took out the drop of real dragon blood and tears and drank it in one gulp.

He was just about to use the Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Eating Technique to refine it.

But the moment the true dragon's blood and tears entered the mouth, they turned into an invisible force and directly merged into his blood, making it contaminated with an aura similar to that of a true dragon's blood.

Before Lu Wenwu could experience it carefully, the wings of the Dark Yin Dragon behind him opened up on their own and stretched to their maximum length in an instant.

At this moment, his heart was beating like a war drum, roaring like thunder.

The blood in his body was circulating rapidly at this moment, and the body of the forged god was resonating with the blood and tears of the real dragon that he had swallowed before in a very strange way.

Lu Wenwu was extremely surprised to find that his epic Sky Wings had disappeared without a trace at some point.

And in the wings of the Dark Yin Dragon behind him, there was actually his own blood flowing in them!

Do I have an extra pair of dragon wings?

Real dragon wings?

Lu Wenwu looked at his personal panel.

As expected, the skill [Dragon's Wings] and the equipment [Sky's Wings] disappeared without a trace.

With the combination of the forged divine body and the true dragon's blood and tears, they were completely refined into a part of Lu Wenwu's body!

He subconsciously flapped his wings, as easily as he would swing his arms.

He used virtue to conquer others and practiced physical training to move the Qi and blood, and pieces of blood dragon scales appeared on the surface of the body.

Those were no longer false patterns, but pieces of red-gold dragon scales formed entirely from the power of qi and blood!

With the majestic spirit of the sun's fire and the evil awe-inspiring spirit of the devil's fire.

Lu Wenwu did not use the Abyss Descent, but still transformed into a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Dragon scales, dragon tail, dragon wings, dragon horns.

Apart from the fact that Lu Wenwu controlled himself and did not release the dragon claws, he looked more like a member of the Shenlong tribe than the others.

As long as he wanted, he could even transform into a real dragon in a short period of time and fly above the nine heavens, with the power to change the weather and make the clouds and rain fall.

A pure dragon aura spread out, covering the entire venue in an instant.

That is the pressure of an ancient true dragon, the breath of a true dragon!

The ferocious look of clan leader Long Wensheng suddenly froze.

He stared blankly at Lu Wenwu at the top of the altar, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The high priest Long Yuanhai's frown also relaxed.

Those eyes, which had already become a little dim and turbid, were so sharp at this moment, as if they wanted to carve that tall figure into their bones!

At this moment, the Shenlong clan, who had been somewhat alert, were instantly stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

After the pure dragon might erupted, everyone present, regardless of gender, age, or whether they were women or children, felt the throbbing that came from the source of their blood.

They could clearly feel their blood resonating, the power boiling in their bodies, their bodies trembling with excitement, and their souls involuntarily feeling the urge to surrender!

Even those who have been stuck at a certain stage for many years, those who have had bottlenecks that are difficult to break through, are showing signs of being ready to break through under the stimulation of this aura!

This is a situation that only occurs when the Dragon Ball shines in the past!

Within the Shenlong clan, all the elders and priests over the age of 200 changed their expressions instantly.

Their eyes kept shaking, and even their faces and mouths began to tremble involuntarily.

This kind of power!

This strange yet familiar smell!

Two words appeared in their minds at the same time - Dragon Ancestor!

The Dragon Ancestor has arrived!

The person in front of him was the Dragon Ancestor that the entire Shenlong tribe had been worshipping for ten thousand years!

That was the connection and vibration in the blood origin of the entire tribe after being transformed by the Dragon Ball generation after generation for ten thousand years.

There’s no doubt about it!

A full ten thousand years have passed, and the ruler of the sea in the old times, one of the most powerful and greatest gods in the entire world, has arrived today!

He will surely restore the glory of the Dragon Tribe, which has been gradually declining!

Including the father and son Long Yuanhai and Long Wensheng, everyone in the Shenlong tribe landed on the ground and kowtowed towards the towering altar that was already emitting a blue halo.

"Dragon Ancestor!"

"Dragon Ancestor!"

"Dragon Ancestor!"

After three roars of applause, the deafening prayers were chanted in unison, as if they had been rehearsed thousands of times.

Lu Wenwu, who was originally immersed in the effect of the real dragon's blood and tears, suddenly came out of that mysterious state.

Very good, now it’s his and his teammates’ turn to be confused.

Listening to the prayers passed down from ancient times and feeling the clearest and most sincere respect and faith that the Divine Dragon Tribe had for the Dragon Ancestor since its birth, Lu Wenwu didn't know what other adjectives to use to describe his current mood except "What the hell!?"

no? ? ?

I became the old Dragon King???

He actually wanted to stand up and shout, "You've got the wrong person and the wrong dragon! I'm not the old Dragon King you believe in!"

But looking at the devout and fanatical group of primitive people below, Lu Wenwu was too embarrassed to say it out loud.

It’s better to wait and find two knowledgeable people who can handle the matter to have a private chat.

At this moment, the teammates gradually recovered.

Although he was in a weak state after the war, he was at least an A-level player, so one or two minutes was enough.

"Hey, Brother Tyrannosaurus, what's going on?" Xu Changjiang asked, rubbing his head as he looked down. "Did we encounter the indigenous cannibals of the dungeon? Or are they the Aztecs, ready to perform a blood sacrifice on us?"

Under normal circumstances, the system will translate the common indigenous languages ​​in the dungeon.

So the remaining few people could now understand what the dragon people wearing animal skins were shouting below.

After all, you are worshipping something.

Except for freaks like Lu Wenwu, A-level players are all battle-hardened people, and most of them have seen similar primitive religious scenes.

I can think of some ideas by guessing.

"no."

Lu Wenwu shook his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"They seem to think I'm a god they've been worshipping for years, the old Dragon King we killed in the Dragon Palace."

"What the hell? What if what we did before is exposed? We're all doomed, right?" The pretentious AC cow hugged his cats and dogs and began to doubt his life.

The big crow slapped the water stains on its body in disgust, and cackled strangely, "Misfortune! Misfortune!"

"No, brothers, give me some advice!" Lu Wenwu hugged Maomao and felt a little upset. "How can we get along with these natives? With what identity? I won't play tricks or act like a charlatan!"

"Ahem, to be precise, I'm not pretending to be a charlatan." Xu Changjiang's face was deep, "I'm pretending to be a god."

"Then I definitely won't do that!" Lu Wenwu almost punched him in the chest. "You can ask me to kill someone, but how can I act like that? You can't even talk without feeling any pain in your back, right?"

The pretentious AC cow pondered for a moment, then tentatively said, "If all else fails, Brother Tyrannosaurus, just boldly say you're the old Dragon King from ten thousand years ago. Your strength has declined due to self-sealing, and you have a treasure buried in the Dragon Palace."

"Now I will give you five uncles ten thousand spirit coins and a large number of treasures. When you recover your strength, I will make them generals of the Dragon Palace or something like that. They will enjoy eternal worship, eternal prosperity, and unlimited wealth. From now on, they will no longer be... "

"Get lost! I just came back from the underworld, can I get some earthly stuff?"

This time, the chatterbox was tough and Lu Wenwu couldn't help but punch him.

This light punch knocked the AC cow, cats and dogs all over the place, and he quickly took out his hunting horn and blew it to restore his life (small).

Even Canglanxing's physique can't withstand Lu Wenwu's punch!

Wu Jianqing blinked his black eyes, suppressed the darker thoughts in his mind, and silently transformed himself into a handsome man in ancient black clothes, squatting beside the dog to play with it.

While the group was still noisily "discussing" what to do next, the high priest Long Yuanhai had already walked up the stairs one by one, bowing his head with each step, and was extremely pious.

Several people suddenly became quiet, looking at this "uninvited guest", ready to take action at any time.

Especially the little cow who was laughing just now, his right hand had already touched the double swords in his backpack, and his left hand secretly touched a bottle of strong walking medicine G.

He could feel that the old man in front of him was extremely powerful, even stronger than himself.

If a real fight breaks out, the chance of winning is at most 46.

I have four and the other party has six.

And it has to be based on the premise that the other party has no trump cards.

Lu Wenwu habitually opened his eyes of insight.

[Shenlong Tribe High Priest Long Yuanhai (A)]: 90 0000/90 0000

Current state: alert, calm

900,000 HP, a bit weak.

Lu Wenwu thought so.

But he immediately suppressed the thought in his mind.

The opponent is A-level, at least in terms of physique and health, these attributes have already crushed the naked A-level players. Only players who have practiced the [Ask]-level skills with various cool amplifications can be comparable to them.

He is already very strong, but compared to himself, he is a little weak.

Long Yuanhai had no idea what Lu Wenwu was thinking, and he had no idea that Lu Wenwu had already figured out that he was acting.

He only knew that this uninvited guest, who was suspected to be the Dragon Ancestor, had been looking at him silently.

Long Yuanhai's face remained pious, his eyes filled with the proper enthusiasm as he bowed deeply and said excitedly, "Ten thousand years have passed, and the Dragon Ancestor has finally graced the Divine Dragon Tribe once again."

"I am deeply troubled. We, the servants, have failed to properly safeguard the clan-protecting weapon you bestowed upon us. Now, the sacred object has faded and its radiance has faded. I, the servant, boldly beg Lord Dragon Ancestor for mercy."

Lu Wenwu: “.”

You said it just as you said it.

Primitive people also know this, right?

So what I hate most is talking to those people who say things in a roundabout way, add some hints and then try to pass the buck.

So tiring.

Lu Wenwu casually glanced at the altar and saw the clan treasure that the other party mentioned - the dragon ball that had returned to its gray color.

Coincidentally, he actually knew this thing.

It’s in the Dragon Palace knowledge given by the old Dragon King.

This thing is made from top-grade deep-sea spirit beads, the kind inlaid on the door of the Dragon Palace.

The name is simple and straightforward, it's called Dragon Power Bead.

It can absorb moonlight and transform it into dragon energy through the multi-functional array platform under its feet, blessing all living beings within a certain range.

It was originally a training tool prepared for the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the Dragon Palace under the sea. It can slowly improve and purify their bloodline, allowing them to be contaminated with a trace of dragon blood.

Later, the whole world changed drastically, and the old Dragon King decided to seal the Dragon Palace and destroy it.

So before that, he had his men distribute all the treasures in the Dragon Palace without leaving anything behind, and randomly gave them to some creatures with good reputation and who looked pleasing to the eye, hoping to help them survive in this world.

The Shenlong tribe was such a lucky one, as they received a gift from the old dragon king's own son - that is, one of the nine shattered dragons.

As for the reason why the Dragon Power Ball gradually loses its effectiveness, it is actually very simple.

When this thing was being refined, no one considered making it fully automatic. It required a real dragon to recharge it with some dragon essence as seeds every once in a while.

The Shenlong Tribe has no real dragon to help them recharge, and they use the dragon power beads at a high intensity every year. Even if the dragon power in the dragon power beads can be delayed by moonlight, it will eventually run out after ten thousand years.

Lu Wenwu did not talk to Long Haiyuan who was still in a worshipful state, but just took the dragon power bead casually.

He condensed a ball of pure dragon essence through the "Art of Conquering People with Virtue" and his body that had just been blessed by the blood and tears of a real dragon. He pressed it into the dragon power bead and activated it with the dragon clan's method.

The next moment, the Dragon Power Orb shone brightly.

The clear and pure blue color was even more dazzling than it was ten thousand years ago, almost turning the entire territory of the Shenlong tribe into an ocean world.

Long Yuanhai looked up in disbelief.

He widened his eyes, and looked at Lu Wenwu with only horror in his eyes.

The Shenlong clan's treasure has been reactivated!

This kind of powerful and pure light had never existed even nearly five hundred years ago!

Even his cultivation, which had not made any progress in many years, began to weaken, and the blood in his body was boiling wildly!

If so, that only means one thing.

The tall, mighty and handsome young man in front of me is really the legendary Dragon Ancestor!

Oh my god!

What were you doing before!

Long Yuanhai suddenly crawled to the ground, and the cold sweat on his body instantly soaked the priest's animal skin robe.

"Grateful for the kindness of Dragon Ancestor!"

(End of this chapter)