webnovelvip Chapter 280 The Wind Dragon King's Rage
Chapter 280 The Wind Dragon King's Rage
Chapter 280 The Wind Dragon King's Rage
Before the suicides of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King, the dragon race held an absolute advantage on the all-out war in the realm of gods.
But now, only Di Tian and Zi Ji remain of the dragon race who can still walk in the world.
The Asura God King had clearly promised them that he would treat the dragon race kindly.
However, judging from the subsequent split of the Dragon God into the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings, the entire dragon race was wiped out.
"This matter—"
The usually wise Dragon King of Light was at a loss as to how to explain this to Di Tian.
Why did his and the Dark Dragon King's dragon souls dissipate to this point?
It was only because the Wind Dragon King found out about their suicide that he beat them to this extent in his anger.
After seeing the Rift Valley Dragon Clan and the Dragon Valley Dragon Clan, the two of them understood that the entire dragon clan had been killed, so they did not resist the Wind Dragon King's attack.
If the Wind Dragon King hadn't retained a sliver of reason and chosen to wait for the future dragon race to arrive, the two of them probably wouldn't have lasted until today.
The Wind Dragon King snorted coldly: "They were afraid that after our Lord awakens, he will go mad again, making him unstoppable in the entire Dragon Realm."
"But the Dragon King couldn't just stand by and watch his lord be killed."
"So they chose to entrust the dragon race to the Asura God King, and then, after killing the Water Dragon King, they chose to commit suicide."
"I've had enough of hitting and scolding others over the years."
"But you should think carefully about how you will face them after the Water and Fire Dragon Kings are resurrected."
The Dark Dragon King let out a long, mournful sigh, and the black aura formed by his dragon soul slightly contracted, as if trying to hide himself in deeper shadows.
"We—overestimated the weight of our promises." The Light Dragon King's voice was extremely hoarse.
His once sharp and fierce dragon eyes are now filled with only empty confusion and self-loathing despair.
The Radiant Dragon King, who was the successor of the Dragon God and the Crown Prince of the Dragon Clan and wielded the Dragon Clan's magic sword, became confused at the last moment of his life.
He only saw the destruction brought about by the Dragon God's madness, and only saw the justice of the Asura God King at that time.
However, he overlooked the suspicion that followed the change of power, the fear that other races had of the dragons, and the cruel reality that those who are not of his kind are bound to have different intentions.
"We—we ourselves handed over the butcher's knife."
The Dark Dragon King's voice finally rang out again, low and sobbing: "We chose a path that seemed like sacrifice, but what we got in return was the decline of the entire dragon race."
"It would have been better to have completely destroyed the Divine Dragon Realm in the first place."
The arrogant Wind Dragon King scoffed, "At least my dragon race wouldn't have fallen to the point where we don't even have gods anymore."
Di Tian was completely stunned.
The cruelty of the truth far exceeded Di Tian's most pessimistic imagination.
After learning part of the truth about the Dragon God War from the Water and Fire Dragon Kings, Di Tian always believed that his parents had not betrayed the Dragon Clan.
But at this moment, Di Tian actually felt that the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King were naive to the point of being somewhat foolish.
The dragon skeletons and broken bones of young dragons in Dragon Valley —
Everything, everything, surged uncontrollably into Di Tian's heart.
The immense sense of faith collapsing, like a world-ending flood, instantly overwhelmed Di Tian.
His most respected parents, instead of becoming the dragons' last resort, became a signal for the gods to raise their swords against the dragons—look, even their Dragon King admitted his grave sins and chose to commit suicide to atone for them!
Di Tian finally understood why the Water and Fire Dragon Kings were so angry.
They also understood why the dragon souls of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King were so weak.
This is not merely the passage of time and the attack of the Wind Dragon King, but also an unhealable wound deep within the soul, a self-inflicted torment!
They endured torment day and night that was more painful than their souls being scattered—they had personally destroyed their entire tribe!
At that moment, the rift valley fell into a deathly silence.
"Hahahaha!"
Di Tian suddenly burst into a low, distorted laugh filled with endless sorrow and self-mockery.
The laughter echoed through the deathly silent ravine, more unsettling than any howling wind.
At this moment, he felt that the Silver Dragon King's previous guesses, which had kept him in the dark, were actually the most dignified end for the dragon race.
Because in that case, the entire dragon race would have perished in battle.
It was a magnificent and heroic struggle, where they shed their last drop of blood to protect their lord and uphold the dignity of the dragon race, all while facing siege from the divine realm!
This is a racial tragedy; even in defeat, it bears the mark of indomitable spirit.
Instead of being as pathetic as I am now.
"That's enough!"
The Wind Dragon King's dragon soul suddenly erupted in a furious roar: "Can wailing and self-blame bring back our fallen kin? Can those broken dragon eggs hatch anew?!"
His anger was not directed at Di Tian.
Even though Di Tian described these hundreds of thousands of years in a very casual way, the Wind Dragon King could feel the pressure that Di Tian had endured during that time.
In particular, if Huo Yuhao had not obtained the Martial Ancestor's inheritance, the entire Douluo Dragon Clan would probably have become Tang San's tool.
Therefore, his anger was directed at the irredeemable folly of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King.
"Your arrogance back then cost the entire dragon race dearly!"
"This debt is etched into every inch of the dragon's bones! You can't erase it by lamenting here!"
His gaze shifted to Di Tian, his fury temper laced with an undeniable resolve: "Di Tian! Wipe away your tears!"
"The dragons' tears have long since dried up under the swords of the gods! You are now one of the few remaining pillars of the dragon race! Look behind you!"
The Wind Dragon King's massive dragon head suddenly turned towards Huo Yuhao, who was fusing the soul bones of the three Dragon Kings.
"Hope lies here! Not in prayer! Nor in that damned sacrifice of dignity!"
"Earth, wind, water, and fire—these are our own strength, but this kid risked his life to fuse with our power. This is the path of transformation and rebirth! It must be fought for! It must be killed for!"
"We, the living dragons, will settle the debts of the past ourselves! We will forge our own path forward!"
"The sins of light and darkness are unforgivable, but now is not the time for you to wallow in regret!"
"Your dragon spirit still lives on! Then use your last strength to add fuel to this new hope! Make amends through action!"
"Otherwise, you don't even have the right to wail before the heroic spirits of the dragon race!"
The dragon souls of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King trembled violently under the rebuke of the Wind Dragon King.
The Wind Dragon King's words were like a wake-up call, forcefully pulling Di Tian out of the torrent of collapsing faith.
The Wind Dragon King's dragon soul suddenly coiled around, its claws pointing at Huo Yuhao: "Did you see that?!"
"The Mountain Dragon King has placed all his bets on him!"
"Wasn't your son's hundreds of thousands of years of forbearance all for this moment?!"
"What right do we, these wretched souls who have survived, have to wallow in self-pity and end our own lives here?!"
"Your sins cannot be washed away by death! Your folly cannot be erased by dissipation!"
"But you still have one last bit of use!"
"Give me everything you have to support that brat in becoming the Dragon Ancestor!"
"Even if he's just a mount, you have to make sure he's treated to a grand spectacle!"
This almost humiliating rebuke, like a precise bolt of lightning, cleaved through the gloom of despair that shrouded the souls of the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King.
Yes, what can wailing, self-blame, and wallowing in despair achieve besides proving their cowardice and incompetence?
Their folly has caused the dragon race to bleed profusely.
The Wind Dragon King's scolding woke everyone up.
Tears are a luxury.
Dragons have no right to shed tears!
"It just so happens that this kid has a Qinglong City."
The Wind Dragon King scoffed: "You'll take turns guarding him and serving as his mount."
"Don't think I'm humiliating you. When the Water Dragon King and Fire Dragon King are resurrected, they will be even worse than me."
"Wind, you're right."
The voice of the Light Dragon King carried a calmness born from the severing of all escape routes: "Our folly has destroyed the entire dragon race. Death, for us, is not punishment, but liberation."
"Di Tian, my son, we have wronged you."
The raging dragon soul of the Wind Dragon King subsided slightly.
These two foolish fellows finally faced reality and chose the hardest path: to live on with sin and shame.
"At least he wasn't completely stupid."
The fierceness in the Wind Dragon King's tone noticeably dissipated: "It's good that you know living is harder than dying!"
"Your survival is our strength. Don't let that old bastard, the Mountain Dragon King, laugh at us."
Meanwhile, in the small space where the Dragon God resided.
"Soon—"
"He's almost there, finally about to successfully fuse the six Dragon King soul bones!"