“Don’t worry, I know.”
“Ding! Assimilation successful. You have obtained Natalie the Devil’s horn!”
“Ding! Assimilation successful. You have obtained an Abyss Osteodragon’s scale!”
“Ding! Assimilation successful. You have obtained...”
“Trash! All trash! Apart from the divine core, not a single item is any good. I’ve made a huge loss this time!”
At this point, a great, lofty mountain appeared before him. Mountain ranges rose and fell, overlapping with one another as they stretched on continuously without end. Ancient forests, lush and dense, filled the mountain.
“I’ve arrived here so quickly.”
Meng Lei gazed at the lofty mountain, the corners of his lips lifting. His divine cognition spread out and shrouded the great mountain within.
A fair number of Saint Domains were hidden in the mountain. In fact, there was even a great army of Dragon People standing guard.
“The teleportation magic circle that leads to Dragon Island is right in this mountain. Let me see, where is it?
“...Found it!”
The next moment, Meng Lei arrived at a wide, dark, and deep cave—the teleportation magic circle was right inside.
“That’s the teleportation magic circle!”
Meng Lei stepped right into it. A moment later, he arrived at a beautiful, scenic little island.
The island wasn’t big. All around it was the azure blue, endless ocean where ripples undulated on the surface. The sky and the ocean shared the same color, and great, crashing waves went through the ocean.
“What rich magic elements! What clear laws of nature! Those Dragons sure know how to pick a good place!”
As he took in the rich magic elements on the island, Meng Lei’s divine cognition began to spread outward like a tidal wave.
“How audacious!”
A furious roar rang out, and a pitch-black Black Dragon charged into the sky from an island. It glared furiously at Meng Lei as it roared, “How dare you probe around Dragon Island so brazenly! Do you have a death wish?!”
“Alright, I’ve decided that it shall be you.” Meng Lei took a step forward and came right up to the Black Dragon. He said with a smile, “Hey, big guy, let me ask for some directions!”
“Y-you... How did you appear here?”
Blood drained from the alarmed and doubtful Black Dragon’s countenance.
“You don’t need to care about that.” Meng Lei shook his head and asked, “Tell me, where’s Goblen Frederick?”
“How impudent! Is the Grandmaster’s name something you can say?”
The Black Dragon was furious. “Damned human, I don’t sense any Dragon aura on you. Who exactly are you? How dare you trespass on Dragon Island!”
“How disobedient!”
Meng Lei shook his head lightly. Then, he teleported to a spot right above the Black Dragon’s head and stamped his foot down.
Boom!
The Black Dragon let out a sad, shrill roar and crashed mercilessly down onto the island below.
Bam!
The island shook a few times intensely as a huge pit formed from the crash. The Black Dragon was embedded right into it.
“Get out here!”
With a grabbing motion through the air, Meng Lei easily caught the Black Dragon and pulled it out.
The Black Dragon was currently in an extremely pathetic state. Blood was spurting from its mouth, and it had broken a few bones. Its left wing was almost severed at the base, with only a bit of skin and flesh still connecting it to its body.
“S-sir... S-spare me!”
The Black Dragon groaned in pain and agony and pleaded for mercy repeatedly. It knew that it had run into a wall this time and was close to tears.
“You just don’t give up until reality has to hit you in the face. Now you’re behaving, aren’t you? All you Dragons are the same!”
Meng Lei snorted lightly. Then, he ordered, “Answer my question. Otherwise, this island will be your burial ground.”
“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”
The Black Dragon quickly replied, “Sir, continue forward in this direction, and you’ll see a gigantic island about 3,000 miles away. That’s Grandmaster Goblen’s island.”
“3,000 miles? Very well!”
With a flick of Meng Lei’s fingers, a wind blade shot out and pierced through the Black Dragon’s head.
Even till its final moments, the unfortunate Black Dragon couldn’t understand why Meng Lei had still killed it even though it had clearly already answered him.
It simply couldn’t rest in peace.
,000 miles was no issue to Meng Lei. After consecutively teleporting a dozen times or so, he easily found the gigantic island that the Black Dragon had spoken of. Meng Lei immediately knew... that he had made the correct decision in coming here with a glance.
“1, 2, 3... 8, 9! There are actually a total of 9 half-deities! As expected, the Dragons’ heritage is indeed rich!”
Meng Lei was incredibly wistful about this. As the highest form of combat power on Heaven’s Vault Continent, as well as deities that walked the earth, just how rare were half-deities?
Yet the Dragons actually had a total of nine half-deities. Their heritage was simply too rich!
“To be able to dominate Heaven’s Vault Continent for 40,000 years without any sign of toppling, they indeed hold their weight.”
Meng Lei took a deep breath. Then, he let out a long howl. “Goblen Frederick, did you think that I wouldn’t be able to find you just because you’re hiding on Dragon Island? Hurry up and get out here to face your death!”
His voice was like rolling thunder that instantly exploded with a boom in the sky above the gigantic island, shocking the birds and beasts and filling the marine beasts with fear and trepidation.
“Meng Lei!!!”
Chapter 212: Eight Half-Deities, Killing A Dragon King In An Instant
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
