Rumors?
"Brother Jiang He, that's not a rumor."
Long Mountain Lin smiled bitterly as he entered the room and sat on the sofa. "The Jiangnan Martial Arts Department (MAD) has already announced the matter on the MAD's official website and the Warrior Home forum, and even MAD headquarters was alerted by the incident last night."
"Minister Wang of the Martial Arts Department (MAD) had personally ordered a squad of pinnacle rank-nine elites to ascend the island and kill the Black King Drake."
Jiang He did a double take and exclaimed in surprise, "Are you saying that the Black King Drake is the one who ascended as a Feral?"
Jiang He was almost tearing up when he saw Long Mountain Lin nod.
Wasn't Jiangnan's MAD a little too ridiculous?
Black Flood Dragon King?
King Direbeast?
Even announcing it so openly that even the Martial Arts Department (MAD) was alerted?
Shaking his head, Jiang He did not want to dwell on the fake matter and said, "Have you had breakfast, Old Brother Lin? Would you like to join us? "
With a flip of his hand, he took out another lunch box.
Long Mountain Lin smiled and said, "I just ate."
A look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.
Storage space?
It seems that Jiang He had a great providence as well. After all, any Void Storage treasure was extremely precious, and could only be found in heritage sites left by elites.
Perhaps Jiang He had found a heritage site?
That was possible, or Jiang He would not have cultivated so quickly.
Since Long Mountain Lin had already eaten, Jiang He did not insist on forcing him to eat. After all, breakfast had to be in moderation, and having too much would not be good for the old man who had just woken up from his coma.
Putting away his lunchbox, Jiang He could not help munching on his rice and asking, "I'm a little curious. Jiangnan's Martial Arts Department (MAD) is a national authority after all. Why would they suddenly spread such a rumor?"
"…"
A little speechless, Long Mountain Lin said, "Brother Jiang He, why wouldn't you believe it? The Black King Drake of Chongming Island has already ascended as a Feral King."
"By the way, don't you youngsters know how to surf the internet? Log in to Warrior Home and have a look. The Jiangnan Martial Arts Department (MAD) has already posted the relevant information. "
Jiang He turned on his phone and logged into Warrior Home, sneering inwardly …
Relevant information?
Prove it?
The Black Flood Dragon King was lying in his system Backpack. How could he not tell whether it was real or not?
Just as he logged into Warrior Home, Jiang He was immediately drawn to a post.
The title of the post was bright red, and its general meaning was to commemorate a certain rank-nine elite whose name was unknown. After a cursory glance at the post, Jiang He learned …
That peak rank-nine expert, whose name was unknown, had died on Chongming Island last night.
He fought his way into Chongming Island alone and fought the Black King Drake, the Feral King Drake for half an hour, but was ultimately defeated and killed.
Stunned, Jiang He looked at his System Backpack by reflex to find that the Black King Drake's corpse was real …
What he could be sure of was that he had indeed killed the Black Flood Dragon King. What he had experienced last night was not a dream.
But what the f * ck … Why would there be such a post? It was so convincing, and there were even photos and videos attached.
He opened the photo. In the photo, there was a fire. It could be seen that the person who took the photo was very far away from the fire. Other than the fire and the small mushroom cloud, nothing else could be seen.
There were several lines of text beside the photo.
[This photo was taken by a comrade from our bureau's intelligence department. Before that elite stepped onto Chongming Island, he had killed and dispersed over a thousand Ferals, effectively stopping and delaying the Feral Swarm.]
There was a weird look on Jiang He's face.
He clicked on the video, which was pitch-black with only sounds and no images.
"Black King Drake, come out and die!"
"Rawr …"
The voices were pieced together several times, with Jiang He's own roars and the Black King Drake's hissing.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang He clicked on the second post.
It was posted by Jiangnan City's Martial Arts Department (MAD), and its content was to publicize the fact that the Black King Drake of Chongming Island had ascended as a Feral King.
At the very beginning of the post was a photo.
It was very clear.
It was a picture of the skies above Chongming Island. Dark clouds were rolling over the horizon, and lightning flashed amidst the clouds. According to the post, it was a phenomenon that would happen when any rank-nine Feral ascended as a Feral King.
Likewise, it would happen when a human rank-nine reached divine-tier.
Jiang He even forgot to eat.
Putting down his chopsticks, he held his phone with both hands and carefully read through the content of the post. There were many things listed in the post to prove that the Black King Drake had ascended as a Feral King.
After reading through the post, Jiang He quietly put away his phone and looked up stiffly at Long Mountain Lin.
Only then did Long Mountain Lin smile. "Do you believe me now, Brother Jiang He? I've told you before that it's proven and not a rumor. Would the MAD dare to publicize it without proof? "
What the hell!
What the hell!
What the hell!
Jiang He came to his senses and exclaimed 'what the hell' three times. In this very moment, that was the only way to express the ripples and shock in his heart, as well as … the lingering fear!
Jiang He realized that his back was drenched in sweat.
He was sweating all over.
"Did the Black King Drake really ascend as a Feral King?" Jiang He could not help exclaiming.
"You've read the relevant information. What do you think?" Long Mountain Lin asked in return.
Jiang He mused to himself for a long time.
He breathed a long sigh and flashed a pained smile. "I believe it now …"
"No wonder the Black King Drake was so powerful. Even with my alloy combat suit and full defense, I would be blasted into pieces with a single swipe of its tail, breaking several of my bones."
"Before this, I thought that it was gifted and far more powerful than most rank-nine Ferals. It's only after I read those two posts that I realized that it had ascended as a Feral King."
Long Mountain Lin frowned and asked in confusion, "Jiang He … what do you mean by that? You met the Black King Drake? "
Wiping away the beads of sweat on his forehead, Jiang He said with lingering fear, "To tell the truth, Old Brother Lin, I had nothing to do last night, so I went out to seek death."
？？？
Long Mountain Lin was utterly confused.
On the other hand, Jiang He pushed his phone towards him and pointed at the bright-red post on Warrior Home, saying, "The mysterious rank-nine they are worshipping is actually me."
"However, the content of this post is actually not true. I did blow up and disperse more than a thousand gathered Ferals with a nuclear rocket launcher. Before the battle with the Black King Drake, I also killed some rank-seven, rank-eight, and even rank-nine Ferals."
"But it was just a dozen minutes from the moment I arrived at Chongming Island to the moment I killed the Black King Drake. How could I have fought for half an hour? Isn't that too much?! "
Pausing, Jiang He only got to the point and barked angrily, "I'm still alive and kicking. What do you mean I lost to the Black King Drake and died?"
"…"
There was silence in the room at once, and it was only after several minutes that Long Mountain Lin's aged voice could be heard — What the hell!
That was when …
A massive dark cloud was flying towards them from the horizon and hovering above Jiangnan City base. Upon a closer look, there was a thousand-meter-long Drake on top of the cloud.
This flood dragon was green in color, and it even had horns and claws.
Rawr!
It abruptly reared its head and bellowed with a sonorous draconic roar, the horrific soundwave spreading across all directions. Countless glass panes of buildings in Jiangnan City were instantly shattered, and countless civilians on the streets paled from the shockwave. The glass panes falling from the buildings were like sharp weapons, smashing down on many pedestrians.
Back at Hotel Caesar, Jiang He and Long Mountain Lin's eyes twitched and they both darted outside. However, it was only when they flew out of the broken windows that they realized …
The glass panes that were falling from the skies seemed to have frozen in the air.
It was as if an invisible force had stopped all the falling glass shards.
Pop.
There was a crisp sound.
In the next split second, all the glass panes were reduced to dust and scattered with the wind.
"Do you have a death wish, Blue King Drake?"
"Attacking a human city? Are you trying to start a war?"
A furious bellow echoed from the distance, and a blade radiance that pierced heaven and earth tore through the air, slashing towards the massive dark cloud.
Whoosh!
The dark cloud was torn apart.
The nearly one-thousand-meter-long green flood dragon revealed itself and roared in anger, "Let's fight then. You humans are despicable and shameless. You go back on your word and break the rules first. Why would I, the demon race's experts, fear a fight?"
Behind the blade radiance, a middle-aged man in military uniform stepped up into the air and stood across from the Blue King Drake, frowning. "What's the meaning of this, Blue King Drake? When did we humans break the rules? "
The Blue King Drake sneered. "What? You dare to kill the Black King Drake, but you won't admit it? "
"…"
Below.
Jiang He scratched his head in embarrassment when Long Mountain Lin turned toward him, laughing out loud to hide his awkwardness as he stammered, "Well … it's not my fault. I didn't expect that killing a Feral would cause such a huge mess."
"Daemons! Jiangnan's MAD is to blame!"
"That's right, it's their fault. If they had announced that the Black King Drake had ascended as a Feral King, I definitely wouldn't have dared to go to Chongming Island …"
Jiang He wiped his tears.
'I'm innocent, alright?'
If he had known, he would have picked a weak rank-nine and cut it down with two slashes to gather the materials he needed to level up his farm. Why would he have to fight the Black King Drake so hard?
It's all Jiangnan's fault!
Hold on …
Jiang He suddenly remembered …
The Black King Drake was no longer a rank-nine after ascending as a Feral King, which was why he had only killed one rank-nine. He would have to kill another rank-nine Feral to gather two portions of rank-nine Feral meat!
"Damn it, it's all Jiangnan's MAD's fault!"
Jiang He cursed through clenched teeth, before quickly looking up at the horizon. The Blue King Drake was a Feral above rank-nine, and the martial artist who unleashed that sky-piercing blade radiance must have been a military elite, was he not?
"The shockwaves from a clash between such elites would probably destroy Jiangnan City …" Cold sweat kept dripping down Jiang He's body. Should he bravely stand up and bear the brunt of it?
(PS: There's one more chapter that would take a little longer and could only be written around two or three in the afternoon. Everyone, please read it tomorrow. Moreover, I wouldn't be able to see the tips from my friends at the bookstore, so please forgive me if I left them out when I thank you. The tips over the last few days have been great, so thank you, everyone.)
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