NOVEL NEXT Chapter 2148 Deduce
Chapter 2148 Deduce
Ryu's palm struck out in waves, colliding with the earth and ground in continuous waves as though he had completely lost his mind.
His laughter became akin to the ravings of a madman. Everywhere he went, he unleashed an onslaught and geniuses that had come here with hopes, dreams, and aspirations found them shredded apart.
Unwillingness bathed the air and soaked the skies, blood hanging so densely it weaved into the trees and poured through the soil.
Ryu should have felt bad, he should have been accumulating poor Karma, he should have probably felt something, at the very least. Well, something other than sheer joy and elation.
But he didn't.
He didn't care about the slightest.
All of his suppressed emotion, all his repressed rage for the world, boiled out at the same time.
But this time, it wasn't because he felt unwilling or weak. Instead, it was because he was taking back what had always rightfully been his.
The geniuses scattered, fear gripping their hearts.
Ryu rose so high in the skies that he could probably be seen from every corner of this region, but once again, he didn't care.
In fact… he wanted them to come.
The larger the numbers, the better.
Today, he would let his Dao Title ring through the skies, shatter stars and sprinkle their mass onto the world below. He would rip out the cores of worlds with his palms and shape them into his very likeness. He would tear out the hearts and destinies of these so-called geniuses, and for the crime of trying to stand in his way, he would make them know despair.
They would suffer beneath his boot.
…
"He's already unlocked the ability to fly."
"Run! We can't keep up with this!"
"Band together! Gather a force! We'll all die if things continue like this! There's a Fate Barrier keeping us trapped here!"
"FUCK YOU! You build a team, then!"
…
A young man looked to the skies with a frown on his face. He had black scales running down his cheeks and seemed to have the aura of a Dragon on him, but not quite.
In fact, he was a Dragonling, a race of creatures born from Demons, not Dragon Kings. But after years of evolution, they ended up converging onto the Path of Dragons, becoming quite similar to them in many respects.
Dragonlings had not only powerful bodies and the likes, but they carried many of the Fate Talents of Dragons, even capable of using the Path of Reincarnation to tap into them and steal some of the methods of Dragon Ancestors of the past.
It could be said that this was the true ability of Dragonlings, but they didn't like to claim it. At the very least, half of their ancestry didn't.
The Dragonlings were separated into two factions, one of which wanted to be recognized as a member of the Dragon Race, and another portion that wanted to delve into the true abilities of their Ling Demon Race all the more.
This young man didn't care either way, known as the Dragonling Prince, the only thing he cared for was power. Since Dragon Talents came more naturally to him, he used them. But he was eager to see if he could break free of that and forge a new path for himself… one where maybe he would become the Ancestor instead.
However, the oddities in this region he was trapped in made him frown. There was someone formidable here.
Just as he was hesitating, though, his gaze flashed.
He turned his nose up to the skies and sniffed. The trees in the surroundings were almost uprooted with how violently they bent toward him.
'This smell… Dragon…'
The Dragonling Prince felt his heart tremble with anticipation. Was that the person causing all this trouble? Dragons had always been so arrogant, this certainly checked out.
He took a step forward, but then hesitated.
His eyes narrowed and then he turned, slinking away into the shadows. His body shifted and disappeared as though he had never been there in the first place.
…
Ryu appeared above a dilapidated temple. So many people had scattered away from him, running with their tails between their legs. Now, it was more of a hassle than not to go and deal with them.
Well, he would deal with them in due time, especially as the region began to shrink. But right now, it was far more convenient to him to deal with the other matters.
Like he had said earlier, there were other methods of taking advantage of this Realm, one of them was precisely right up his alley.
Ruins.
Ruins were dotted across the Realm. Other than defeating and killing other participants, this was another way to gather Fate.
However… Ryu didn't think that this matter was so simple.
The Title Stele felt like a treasure birthed by the Heavens themselves, maybe some overlord force of law that controlled all of Existence itself. He had even heard of some rumblings that the Title Stele had existed since the very beginning of time.
But…
He had also heard that from several individuals in the True Martial World that the Title Stele was the treasure of the Ruin Master Guild, and that even they couldn't quite figure it out completely.
But not figuring it out completely, and not causing any changes to occur in it, were two vastly different concepts.
Still, Ryu had already promised his wife to wipe out a certain Guild. He was still quite a distance from that now, and was still trying to catch up to his wife first. But that didn't mean that he couldn't deal them a devastating blow now.
The question was… how?
These Ruins were here by oddity. It didn't make sense that something like the Title Stele would use such a method, not when Ruins usually represented the Inheritances of others.
By the time you were ready to accept your Dao Title, how could you still be willing to accept the Inheritances of others? If you were…
You were weak.
So what did it mean for them to be here?
A bright glow beamed out from Ryu's eyes as he began to deduce.