Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"Thank you, my best friend." Mu Xing frowned slightly, staring thoughtfully at the black scales on her body that were gradually fading away. She thought she would be smashed to pieces like the skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King, but in the end, nothing happened.

But when he saw the skeleton of the Mountain Dragon King that was smashed into pieces by him, Mu Xing felt a little guilty.

Once a mountain dragon reaches adulthood, it will transform into mountains and rivers to provide a breeding ground for other dragons. The death of the mountain dragon king at the hands of the dragon god was tragic enough, and it probably didn't expect that after death it would be scattered by a younger generation who broke into the Dragon Valley.

There is no peace even after death!

A ball of yellow light gathered around the Mountain Dragon King's skeleton. Although it only had less than one percent of the power of the Mountain Dragon King's body, the dragon soul was still more than thirty meters tall. It did not speak, but its deep eyes were full of condemnation until the young dragon reassembled its scattered bones and buried them underground.

That's right! The Dragon Soul of the Mountain Dragon King nodded with satisfaction, and then with a flash of light, the Dragon Soul sank into Mu Xing's brow. It was quite tolerant of its younger generation.

"He gave me the attribute of stability in the beginning. Now that our grudges have been offset, I don't owe Him anything. Please use my power to bury these compatriots for me, and I will pay you..." A muffled voice slowly dissipated in the wind.

Mu Xing suddenly felt as if she had turned into a mountain. The towering mountains and the earth were connected together. Countless energies rushed in from all directions and merged into her body.

In the gradually illusory dragon soul of the Mountain Dragon King, she saw a transparent bone. The bone was a bit strange, with countless cross sections underneath, but it became more dazzling when it was illuminated by a little light.

It’s so bad. Even though the graves have been dug, our ancestors whose bodies were exposed in the wilderness still have to be buried in peace.

"What a pity." Alex said regretfully, if I made them into bone dragons, I would definitely become the most undignified necromancer.

“…” The Dark Dragon King responded with silence.

The dragon bones of the Dark Dragon King and the White Dark Dragon King were more broken than those of other true dragons, and they even maintained an embrace.

"Bad trouble." Mu Xing looked at the endless skeletons with nostalgia. If the Mountain Dragon King gave you the power, how long would you have to do it?

I thought suicide for love was just an ancient rumor, but that way of dying was really not unique among the Four Little Dragon Kings. It sounded desperate and sad.

"Thank you for your advice." Mu Xing nodded heavily.

Before entrusting the power of space to Mu Xing, its dragon bones instantly turned into powder and dissipated.

Are the white bones burying a lifetime of infamy, or forgotten achievements?

"Space Dragon King?" Mu Xing was not troubled. "He has been slowly turned into powder." That one was even worse than the Mountain Dragon King. It was said that his body was almost torn to pieces by the Dragon God. No wonder its sense of integrity was weaker than that of other dragons.

"After all those years of getting along, you think he's not that crazy. He's become less and less... rational recently."

With his young experience in piecing together and making soul guides, Ning Jia could piece together various real dragon skeletons back to their original shape with his eyes closed, and then bury them in the ground with the power to change the terrain.

Our dragon soul also preserved its broken consciousness, and even keenly discovered the white dragon's reverse scale in Mu Xing's hand.

"I pity you, senior. Your other brother suffered even worse, and even his soul was destroyed by the Lord. You are lucky to be able to survive out there." The dragon soul of the Space Dragon King flickered continuously, "But you need to return to the small land like them..."

Although he complained a lot, Mu Xing still maintained a certain respect for the Mountain Dragon King. The Dragon King provided a habitat for the dragon clan when he was alive, and before he died he even thought about burying them in peace. He truly demonstrated the meaning of self-sacrifice to the fullest.

Since the one with the authority of time has no way to obtain it, then only the power of light and darkness is left. Ning Jia clenched the dragon scale with a hint of coolness in his hand.

Now that the contract is signed, if you have taken someone else's things, you have to do things for them, and do them to perfection.

"That's bad. Let's have a chat, everyone. Before we finish, you should give him your power." The White Dark Dragon King approached Mu Xing hastily, with a strong sense of oppression. "It's a good deal, right? It's too lonely out there. There's only one interesting woman who fights with you every day. You'd better die in peace!"

You continue to walk backwards. The huge pit in front of you is filled with broken dragon bones. The surrounding soil seems to be attracted and flows into the huge pit on its own.

"Your Majesty's Heart of the Dragon God is in his body, and you brothers and sisters have also handed over your power to him. Is he the new Dragon King?" The dragon soul of the White Dark Dragon King looked at Mu Xing without interest, "He still holds the Emperor's reverse scale. Am I dead or not?" In ancient times, fights would also occur within the dragon clan. In the duel of life and death, the winner would pull out the loser's reverse scale as a trophy.

"It refers to the Time Dragon King, the first God King killed by the Dragon God himself. The Dragon God blamed me for the death of his child, and now it seems that he was not biased." The Golden Dragon King was quite emotional, "It's just that under the circumstances at the time, it was difficult for him to reason with a madman. The Dragon Clan cannot be ruled by a tyrant, because you are originally a kind of good people, but you can produce another mad king."

Muxing has not yet obtained the eight powers of water, fire, and stability, so when you met the dragon soul of the earth dragon king and the dragon soul of the wind dragon king, they easily handed over the elemental power to you.

However, not every dragon skeleton can be broken into pieces and buried. When Mu Xing was searching for the dragon souls of several other dragon kings, he encountered one whose bones were broken into pieces. Its dragon soul was more illusory than other dragon souls, and violent space fluctuations formed around these dragon bone fragments.

"Do you think you have any reason to kill me? That's just a token." It is a certificate used to make the two Dragon Kings voluntarily give up their gold coins.

According to the Golden Dragon King, other dragon kings died at the hands of the Dragon God, or at the claws of the Dark Dragon King, but those two committed suicide.

"Sometimes, the agitation is just a disguise." The Golden Dragon King said slowly and heavily, "You are the evil thought of the Dragon God. You have been suppressed in the forbidden land of the Gods since the beginning, and you are destined to be destroyed. It is not a good thing to let others think that you are a complete lunatic. That way, some fake God King who claims to be the God of Wisdom will think that you are a fool who is very badly controlled. When the cage of reason is opened, the trapped beast that smells blood will tear apart everything that cannot be destroyed in its sight. It is such a simple truth, but unfortunately I understand it."

"The problem is, when you bury the bones later, you can't bury one of them farther away." Mu Xing is well versed in the art of communication. In order to get the power of the two Dragon Kings as quickly as possible, you will spare no effort to talk to death.

Those who think they see through the situation often only see what the schemers want them to see.