Chapter 1667: Chapter 200: Dragon Soul Inheritance_4
The extinction of the Bone Dragon Corps filled everyone’s hearts with feelings of respect and sorrow. The strongest creatures on the continent, the Dragon Clan, had perished like this, and they had sacrificed too much for humanity. Ah Dai blankly looked in the direction where Xi Li and Ka Yi had disappeared, slowly knelt on the ground, pressed his hands together on his chest, and murmured, "Two dragon elders, thank you for everything you’ve done. Rest assured, I will take good care of Xiao Qie. I believe that your pure souls will ascend to Heaven and transform into the lineage of the Dragon God. On behalf of Sheng Xie, I bid you farewell." After saying this, he respectfully kowtowed three times. As if resonating with Ah Dai’s words, the air in the entire Bone Dragon Valley seemed much cleaner, and the dark clouds in the sky were not so dense anymore.
The Pope walked up to Ah Dai’s side, sighing, "The world is unpredictable! Before we came here, we never imagined we could solve the Bone Dragon Corps so easily. It seems there are only the last two obstacles left. Just now, all the Dragons transferred their Dragon Souls to Sheng Xie. I think once Sheng Xie absorbs their Dragon Power and wakes up, his abilities should not be inferior to the Evil Dragon, Heralbink. There is still time now, so we’ll rest for the time being, wait for Sheng Xie to awaken, and then launch the final assault, which will give us a better chance of success."
Ah Dai silently nodded, pondering in his heart how to explain the death of its parents to Sheng Xie once it woke up. Having found its family with great difficulty, it was so quickly separated forever; no one could easily accept that! They could only take one step at a time.
The group returned to the base established in the Rotten Dragon Territory. Although the self-destruction of the Bone Dragon Corps left everyone somewhat gloomy, successfully breaking through the tenth challenge of the Twelve Trials of the Undead was always a good thing. The leaders of various forces gathered in the main tent, and since Ah Dai was still grieving over the death of the Bone Dragon, the Pope presided over the meeting.
"We have been in the Death Mountain Range for a while now. Overall, our actions so far have been successful. We have passed ten challenges of the Twelve Trials of the Undead, leaving only the Immortal Evil Witch King Nazgul and the Evil Dragon Heralbink. They are the most formidable of the Twelve Trials. It is now May, and there is still some time before the sacred millennium. From now on, all forces need to adjust to their optimal state, ready for deployment at any time. Once we break through the last two challenges of the Twelve Trials of the Undead, we will completely eliminate the Church of the Dark Saint, and then, peace will be restored to the continent."
Xuan Yue, with a hint of worry on her brows, looked at Ah Dai and said, "The only thing we don’t know now is when Sheng Xie will wake up. I’m really afraid it will sleep for a year!"
Ah Dai shook his head and said, "It shouldn’t be. Didn’t the senior Dragon King Xi Li say that Sheng Xie could quickly absorb the energy of the Dragon’s Soul? Moreover, there’s also the nourishment of the Dragon’s Blood. I think a month should be about right. Just wait, if Sheng Xie can have the strength to rival Heralbink, then our confidence will be much greater."
Xi Wen said, "That’s all we can do now. After all, Heralbink once annihilated the entire Dragon Clan single-handedly and was also Hades’s mount. Without a master capable of opposing him, it would be very difficult for us to pass the final challenge. Let the Tian Gang Sword Sect take care of the vigilance matters; as long as there’s any movement around, we’ll immediately send back the message."
The Pope’s eyes suddenly flashed a trace of gloom, and he sighed, "No matter what, we will certainly not lose. Everyone has been tense for a day; go and rest."
Deep in the Death Mountain Range, the Head of the Dark Saint Church floated down from the altar. Looking at the six now very faint golden symbols on the altar, he let out a smug hum. He floated up into the air, flying over several mountains, and stopped in front of a secret cave. He respectfully bowed toward the cave and said, "Master, we are about to succeed. I wonder what the situation is like on the human side now?"
A vague voice came from the cave, "You don’t need to worry about the human side. Just handle your own affairs well. As long as we can successfully open the Demon Realm Entrance and welcome Lord Hades, nothing else will matter. However, humans are indeed strong; I don’t know how they succeeded in killing Harsfin and the Bone Dragon Corps one after another. When they attack again, it will be time for Heralbink and me to take action. Astari, do what you must, as long as Heralbink and I are here, humans should not hope to step beyond the Thunder Pond. Also, have those foolish subordinates of yours control the Black Knights. When the entrance opens, humans will inevitably launch a frantic assault; the Black Knights will be your main force, along with the races you’ve recruited. Their lives are exceedingly insignificant. Arrange them well; you understand what I mean, right?"
The Head of the Dark Saint Church, Astari, respectfully said, "Yes, Master, I understand. God Feather and the deities’ seal on the entrance is indeed strong, but I’ve been doing my best."
"Yes, you are a rare talent among our Evil Sorcerer Clan in a thousand years, inherently gifted with resistance against that annoying holy power. Only you can open the seal of this altar. Rest assured, as long as our Demon Clan takes over this fertile land, Lord Hades will not let you suffer. Go now; I have preparations to make too. I want those abominable humans to know what true black magic is."
