Chapter 728 The Return of the Gods 12
After the battle of Black Wind Valley, the demon world declined, the temple developed rapidly, the three realms of humans, immortals and gods on the ground were under the warm sunshine, while the demons and monsters could only squeeze into the underground city without sunlight.
Weapons, beauties, killers, mercenaries, human trafficking, all shameful transactions have become legal in the dungeon.
Dark streets breed crime and corruption, and bottom-line morality has become the cheapest consumable.
Walking along the dim long street to the end, warm cheers came from an underground boxing club.
"Well done! Good job! Kill this human! Yes! Kick him in the head!!"
"Chop his head off with a knife! It's a matter of life and death, why use a sword? What about embroidery? Fuck!"
The guests in the audience were crowded in the stands which gave off a strange smell, jostling each other, staring at the man and the beast on the stage and cursing loudly.
On the center stand, a man in black had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He was wearing an ink-black satin robe with a silver hollow black python edging visible inside the robe. He had a silver jade belt tied around his waist and held a sharp silver sword in his hand. The blood on his fingertips dyed the snow-white hilt red.
About ten meters opposite him, a six-meter-long and five-meter-tall dark dragon spread its wide wings, with thick blue veins throbbing on the wings, and dark blood surging under its thin skin. It opened its mouth, revealing its hideous and smelly teeth and tongue.
“Hoo-hoo!”
The strong wind stirred up by the dark dragon's wings blew the long hair and robes of the audience in the stands.
"As expected of a level ten demon beast, just flapping its wings is enough to make ordinary demons unbearable."
"This human is finished. He has no spiritual power at all. He is just an ordinary person, yet he dares to challenge Lord Dark Dragon."
"I bet he can last half an incense stick."
"Half an incense stick? You overestimate him. It would be good if he can last ten breaths."
“………”
There were many voices of venting hatred in the stands, but the man on the field turned a deaf ear to them, and his black eyes only focused on the giant figure opposite.
finally.
The dark dragon moved.
It swooped down suddenly without even using its demonic energy, because it sensed no danger from the man in black.
He is too weak.
Even immortal cultivators cannot pose a threat to it, let alone an ordinary person who does not know magic.
There was a smug look in the Dark Dragon's eyes, and he opened his bloody mouth at him.
Just as she was about to bite off the black-clothed man's waist, he suddenly disappeared like a little ant.
Doubt flashed in the Dark Dragon's eyes. When he turned around, he saw a sword light coming towards him!
Two pieces of its scales were shaved off and fell to the ground. It let out an angry roar, and the guests in the stands couldn't help but cover their ears.
Damn humans.
The Dark Dragon used his demonic energy and spit out a ball of fire!
The man dodged nimbly again and hid under its belly, using his tall body to shield himself.
After another failed sneak attack, the Dark Dragon let out a terrifying roar and went into a state of rage!
No cultivator could resist the furious dark dragon, but the man in black in the field only ruffled his hair.
Anlong struggled with him for half an hour and finally found a flaw in his moves. When he was not prepared, Anlong leaned over, opened his mouth, and bit most of the man's shoulder!
The fangs pierced the skin, and blood instantly dyed most of the shoulder red!
"good!!"
"Don't let go, bite him to death!"
"It's finally over! Cowardly and incompetent humans don't deserve to stay in the dungeon!"
The atmosphere on the field suddenly became intense.
Suddenly.
The dark dragon's lantern-sized eyes widened, and it howled towards the sky, letting out a painful whine! !
"What's wrong?"
The cheers were interrupted by wails.
Everyone looked towards the stage, but because the dark dragon was so huge, like a small mountain, it completely blocked the tiny humans, and they could not see the current situation of humans clearly.
“Ouch!!”
Another scream, heart-wrenching.
"It's that human!"
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed person trembled and spoke, pointing at the dark dragon's blood-red belly.
The dark dragon's abdomen was cut open by the sword at some point, and the dark red blood dyed its scales red.
"The dark dragon is very resilient. It won't die even if its belly is cut open. It's the position this human is standing in that's too dangerous."
There was a sense of heaviness on the field. No one had expected that this tiny human could injure the Dark Dragon so badly.
"What the hell is he doing!!! Where is he?! Has he gone in?!"
Someone stood up suddenly and pointed at the field in surprise.
Not only him, all the monsters and demons in the place stood up in shock, staring at the "disappeared" humans in disbelief.
Ten breaths passed.
A sharp silver-white tip emerged from the dark dragon's back.
"Boo——"
It was as if something had broken out of its shell.
The man was tall and slender, holding a long sword, covered in blood, and walked out of the dark dragon's body with steady steps.
"Bang--!!"
At the same time, a dull and huge sound of falling was heard, and the Dark Dragon fell forward.
It should have been a scene of cheers, but no one spoke and the whole place was silent.
Man and sword have become one, and the sword in him is powerful and unstoppable.
………
By the stream.
The man in black robe emerged from the water, and the stream that washed through it turned bright red.
He was soaked all over as he walked out of the stream to the shore, picked up the long sword on the shore and walked back, with water dripping from his clothes all the way to the statue.
The statue is tall and golden, with cuts on its face, and the incense burner in front of the shrine is covered with dust.
He squatted down and sat in front of the statue. The moment his back touched the statue's feet, his nerves, which had been tense all the way from the Colosseum, finally showed signs of relaxing.
He used the reward he received to buy a bunch of golden wound medicine, sprinkled it on the wound, and then wrapped it with bandages several times.
Even beggars are not interested in this bankrupt temple. He has been staying here for the past few days just to have some peace and quiet.
“I’m leaving tomorrow.
001 leaned at the feet of the immortal, looking up at his chin. His jaw and neck were bent into a tight straight line. He blinked, feeling the pain from the wound from time to time.
"I've run into you twice, but I still don't know your name or what you look like."
This is the first time in the Far North.
Dungeon, the second time.
The temple where he settled in the underground city was almost identical to the temple in the far north; even the statue had its face scratched.
The empty temple was silent and 001 received no response.
He didn't expect a response, he just kept talking to himself.
"You don't look stupid. I don't know what bad things you did to end up in such a bad situation in both dimensions..."
It's so rotten that even beggars don't bother to steal from it.
He was not a talkative person, but he was alone now. Strictly speaking, the statue was his only familiar old friend in this dungeon, so before leaving, he said a few more words for the first time.
After saying this, 001 stared at the black robe with several large holes in it, with regret flashing in his eyes.
A robe that is warm in winter and cool in summer.
He gave it to me.
There is only one of its kind in the world.
But now, the robe is torn.
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