Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2696 Cenotaph

Is it really a case of dragons and phoenixes coming together in perfect harmony?
The soul butterfly on my fingertip is vivid and lively, yet before I pay for it, I feel no excitement about getting a good price for it.

After all, based on what we've learned so far, aside from its medicinal value, the most important thing about this thing is that it has the exact same shape as the scales on the Dragon King's body.

Or, to put it more accurately, the fake scales on the Dragon King's body.

So this place not only has the flowers that the first Dark Moon liked, but even after the Phoenix disappeared, butterflies with a strong connection to the Dragon King's scales appeared.
Based on what I saw in the abandoned prison last time, and my speculation about the night of the regicide, did the greatly crippled Dragon King really end up hiding here?
It is undoubtedly a major discovery.

Furthermore, not only the flowers but also the butterflies in front of us easily evoke images of Liliana's hiding place, a building soaked in rotten flesh and blood.

It seems this is not an isolated case; the entire burial ground for the gods appears to have been affected, with mass burials being commonplace.

Another indication that supports this judgment is that the same apocalyptic tune mentioned earlier can also be heard here.

In short, now the question is, if the Dragon King is here—then where is the Dragon King?
At first glance, however, there was no sign of anything.

Even when the King of the Abandoned Prison, who had once angered Him, visited Him personally, He showed no anger and no reaction whatsoever.

……

The Dragon King is completely rotten inside and can no longer maintain his original appearance.

To be honest, it is indeed a fairly common explanation.

After all, various myths and legends contain stories of blood, bones, skin, and whiskers transforming into mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas.

However, considering his previous performance, there seem to be some contradictions.

For example, the last time he roared, he was full of vigor. Although his emotional state might not have been very good, he didn't seem like he was completely rotten.

For example, in the Battle of Dragon Peak, His Majesty the Dragon King not only had ideas for developing new Oathbringers, but was also planning to eliminate traitors.

Regardless of its current form, the Dragon King always maintains some degree of agency.

Surely this person couldn't have recently encountered some kind of accident, could they?

Not only the Father's Amnion, but the Night Watchers also decisively finished off even low-health characters this time.
This might even explain why the entire burial ground had the same background music.
If that's the case, then I seem to have gone a little too far in stirring up the situation.

With a soft sigh, Fu Qian showed neither arrogance nor any unsteady joy.

He spread his fingers and let the butterfly with only one wing fly away.

The question we've discussed before remains: what is the core reliance of those in power who are able to return time and time again?
After all, it's hard to imagine that the Night Watchers could completely wipe out the Dragon King.

The group buried in the burial ground didn't seem to have much resistance, and the Night Watchers were clearly very wary of them.

If such a solution truly existed once and for all, it seems there's no reason why it wasn't used before.

In short, if the Night Watchers really attack the Dragon King, it won't be a good thing for them.

Not only can't I catch up with the Dragon King, but that guy needs some rest and recuperation; who knows, he might become active again someday—unfortunately, he really looks like he's about to take action.

The released soul butterfly, clearly affected by its previous experience, abandoned its plan to pick flowers and instead flew unsteadily into the distance.

Fu Qian followed silently throughout the process and at one point successfully discovered yet another extraordinary sight.

……

The Dragon King is not a dragon; the scales on his body are merely a magnificent garment he wove himself.

If the Dragon King dies, what will become of this magnificent robe?
Before he could finish, he felt as if there was an answer right in front of him.

The freed soul butterfly had flown further away, but Fu Qian did not continue to chase after it. Instead, he bent down and picked something up from the bloodstains once again.

Semi-transparent, with extremely sharp lines, almost weightless, yet it seems to struggle the moment you hold it.

Yes, it was another soul butterfly. Before being rescued, it was soaked and entangled in surging blood, just like the rotting phoenix feathers.

The advantage, in comparison, is that it appears more dynamic, and corruption remains only on the surface, without going deep.

To put it simply, it looks like someone just fell in.

As for the one we saw earlier, it seems to be one of the luckier ones, managing to struggle free on its own.

That's right, the one that was squeezed out is not an isolated case.

He casually released the second soul butterfly and looked up at his surroundings.

In this seemingly calm area, there was a large number of butterflies that had fallen into the water, like a giant hatchery.

The two that were released one after the other have now joined the flock flying in mid-air.

Based on my own experience with phoenixes, this scene doesn't seem too difficult to understand.

The Dragon King also died here. The only illusory thing on his body has become his only relic, which is slowly being swallowed up by decay.

Even in the traces of the soul butterflies fluttering on the lake, one can vaguely make out the outline of a dragon's wings.

……

Did the Night Watchers really resort to poison?

Some of the déjà vu was so strong that it made one think of the problem mentioned earlier.

Is it really because the Night Watchers were carrying out a major purge that caused the turmoil in the Burial Grounds?

The Dragon King, who was already barely holding on, was completely destroyed, skin and bones, leaving only his clothes torn off.
Furthermore, it must be said that the shapes formed by the fluttering soul butterflies even bear a slight resemblance to the dragon king illusion I had seen on the golden throne.

For example, the actual body cannot be seen; its outline is only faintly outlined by the scales on its surface.

In addition, you can see those scarlet flowers in the same area.

So, is it really true that we're still a step too late?

……

Your Majesty the Dragon King, you have persisted for so long, yet you still haven't been able to wait for your old friend?

One possible scenario undoubtedly sounds disheartening.

Even with such a tragic event, it seems impossible to offer any condolences.

At that very moment, Fu Qian said he had seen more than one nematode swimming around.

Perhaps guided by their scavenging instincts, their density in this area is significantly higher.

The number of those special species that are suspected to be detectors should also be more concentrated.

In theory, to avoid causing the Night Watchers to work hard again, I should leave as soon as possible—but that's all I should do.

At that moment, Fu Qian let out a cold laugh.

A true man has principles and principles. My old friend's body is still warm. Even if it's a den of dragons and tigers, even if there's no chance for a long talk, don't even think about making me back down an inch.

With a light leap, Fu Qian landed on a not-too-high protrusion.

Overlooking the scene of the tragedy, he once again took off his eldest son's Vision and put it on his face.

Dragon King, do not flee! It is too late to abandon the prison!