Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 651 Control
"My name is Zhou Leng."

"It suits my name quite well. From today onwards, you will be called Desperate Winter. Let's go." Desperate Winter flapped its wings and flew forward.

Zhou Leng said, "His Majesty the Star of Despair appeared to me in a dream, instructing me to join forces with all races of the Dragon World to activate the Dragon God's Gaze and spread His Majesty's glory. I still have His Majesty's mission to complete, so please let me go, senior."

Winter of Desperation paused in mid-air, looking down at Zhou Leng, as if hesitating.

He quickly retorted firmly, "I suspect you're lying to me! Why would His Majesty the Star of Despair allow you to activate the Dragon God's Gaze? But, perfect timing, I'm also going to the Dragon God's mural, let's go together. If you lie to me again, I'll eat you up!"

Zhou Leng originally wanted to use the Frost God Armor to escape, but when he heard that he was also going to the Dragon God Mural, he thought, "This will just add another bodyguard to my list."

"Let's talk about it when we get to the Dragon God mural."

Having just ascended to demigod status, Winter of Despair was full of vigor and flew swiftly.

Zhou Leng followed behind him, running forward.

With the illustrious demigod Winter of Despair by their side, the journey was smooth sailing, and all the undead gods kept their distance.

Winter of Despair is a fascination with divine script, and he inquires about divine script knowledge while flying.

As they chatted, Jue Si Zhi Dong was deeply impressed and said, "Your divine script level is even more impressive than that of the Crystal Clan member."

"Crystal Clan?"

"An alien who can speak divine script tried to deceive me and even tried to scare me with a star artifact whip. Heh, doesn't he know what kind of dragon I, Dongdong, am? He saw through my ruse and obediently admitted that he came here to steal treasures. Anyway, they're not my family's treasures, so it doesn't matter."

Zhou Leng asked, "Then why don't you let him be your divine script teacher?"

After a few seconds of silence, Desperate Winter said, "That person was alright. After all, he was a former customer and even traded some Starry Sky treasures with me, so I let him go. I didn't let him go because he had Starry Sky artifacts or a powerful force behind him. Don't think nonsense, keep your mind to yourself."

Zhou Leng silently took out the Frost God Armor and put it on.

A surge of icy power enveloped his entire body.

Sensing a similar power, Winter of Desperation exclaimed in slight surprise, "The power of the God of Ice and Snow?"

"Oh? You also know my god?"

"We, the Frost Dragons, are also blessed by the gods." Winter of Despair's voice first lowered by three points, then rose by two points, as he raised his head.

"Is your Frost Dragon origin really that powerful?" Zhou Leng's tone carried a hint of skepticism.

Winter of Desperation widened its eyes and shouted passionately, "Little guy, watch your tone and keep your mouth shut! We are the Frost Dragons, our bones originate from the great Star of Desperation; our bloodline comes from the great Eternal Star Dragon; our power comes from the great God of Ice and Snow; our glory comes from the great distant mountains; our comrades are scattered throughout the endless starry sky!"

"so much?"

"And what do you think! I've only told you part of the story. Behind us are countless gods," said Winter of Despair.

"The bigger picture."

"What do you think?"

"What is the background of that Crystal Clan member? Was he also among those who entered this time?"

"I met him on the way. If he hadn't been speaking pure divine script and had some connection to my god, I would have... crunched him up long ago. Like this." He grabbed a leg of a dead god and put it in his mouth like a snack, crunching and chewing it.

With a casual toss, he threw out his other leg and said, "We Frost Dragons never mistreat ourselves."

Zhou Leng glanced at the legs of the Grandmaster God of Death, which were quite impressive, and then took out a whole roasted lamb and threw it into the sky.

The deadly winter is like a well-trained dog: it swoops down, bites, chews and swallows, smacking its lips a few times.

"The jerky is pretty good. It's low in calories, but it tastes good. Do you have any more?"

Zhou Leng kept throwing whole roasted lambs into the air, and Jue Si Zhi Dong caught them precisely, collecting ten in total, and then they chewed them up together.

crunch...

Zhou Leng knew very well what it meant for an alien who could speak divine script and possessed a star artifact, so he kept throwing various kinds of food to Jue Si Zhi Dong and they talked about that Crystal Clan person.

“He comes from a family of interdimensional merchants. He’s not very powerful. I could easily kill him with a few words. But interdimensional merchants have wide connections and extensive networks, so there’s no need to offend them. I made an agreement with him that when our clan wants to leave True King Star, we can contact him and he can help us.”

"Oh? You have a way to contact us through the stars?" Zhou Leng was very interested in Starry Sky Contact.

Desperate Winter suddenly froze, and after a long while, he muttered, "Damn Crystal Clan people, how dare you lie to me! Next time we meet, I'll bite your little head off!"

The other party didn't provide any contact information at all.

"What did he ask?" Zhou Leng asked.

During the winter of desperation, he rambled on and on, rambling on and on.

Zhou Leng slowly sorted through the matter. It seemed that the Crystal Dust had no interest in dragons or giants, but was only interested in the treasures and demons of this planet.

"demon……"

Zhou Leng took out the locator, found that it was pointing in a direction, and then pointed there and said, "Did you meet the Crystal Clan people in that direction?" "Yes, a bit off-center, but about the same."

“I’m afraid the interdimensional merchants aren’t here for the treasure, but to do business,” Zhou Leng said.

Winter of Despair swung its claw and said, "Just as I thought! No wonder I always felt something was off! You really are teacher material. We Frost Dragons are a bit short-sighted... cough cough, control your brain and get rid of those bad thoughts."

"So what do you think he's here for?"

Desperate Winter shook his head and said, "He's very cunning. He only said he wanted to find treasure and demons, nothing else. However, he will definitely go to True King Mountain. He said he wanted to see if there was any business in low-level civilizations. Bah, he's the low-level civilization, his whole family is low-level civilization."

Zhou Leng continued chatting, trying to elicit information, mainly about the True King's Land.

During the Winter of Despair, aside from their own secrets, they revealed the secrets of all other races as easily as scattering beans.

Gradually, we learned some new information.

"Let me tell you, the true kings that your alien races are fighting over are all false true kings. What is a true true king? First, one must activate the ancient call or the dragon god mural; second, one must invoke divine power; and finally, one must become a true king and be crowned by the gods to ascend to the rank of true king. To this day, no one has been crowned by the gods..."

"The True King's Land was originally the place where the two great gods, the Star of Despair and the Vast Mountain, were to ascend to godhood before their fall. But their descendants were incompetent, and we, the divine guards, became the spirits of the dead..."

"But this is for the best. We spirits are free, and no one can interfere with us..."

"However, it's not always good. We're bound by the power of our bloodline, making it difficult to leave this place, let alone ascend to godhood..."

"If a true king were to emerge, he could leave this place and occasionally wander around to another world. That would actually be quite nice."

Zhou Leng asked, "How long did it take you to advance to demigod? I feel you have a very strong foundation."

"You sensed it too? You have good insight. I'm a thousand-year-old egg, accumulating power within a dragon egg for a thousand years, and then... well, not exactly easily, I endured several years of hardship, and I ascended to demigodhood..."

"Our True King's Land is actually considered a semi-middle-level civilization, after all, we are favored by the gods, while you lower-level civilizations are in a terrible state..."

The two traveled without hindrance. As they approached the mural of the Dragon God, they encountered many other dragon gods of various races, as well as several demigods, who traveled with them.

Before several elderly demigods and undead, Winter of Despair initially kept a low profile, but soon began boasting about the invincibility of the Frost Dragon.

The other demigods ignored him, after all, the Frost Dragon Clan had a few tough nuts to crack.

Approaching the Dragon God mural, one sees countless giant dragon spirits flying or walking, and upon closer inspection, there are also numerous alien dragons and races from the ten realms.

Zhou Leng learned from Jue Si Zhi Dong that the dragons were also relying on luck to activate the Dragon God's Gaze.

The difference is that the dragon has more sacrificial methods at its disposal, but it's still useless.

Zhou Leng had also considered telling the giants of the two worlds the contents of the sacrificial ceremony, but then he thought that since they didn't know the divine script, it would be useless to teach them.

When I have time, I'll translate the sacred text and see if reciting the translation will be effective for them.

However, that was a thousand years later.

Ahead, a dozen frost dragons lay on the ground, turning their heads to look in their direction.

"Dad, Mom, I found a divine script teacher, Zhou Leng, a dragon-human, of the same race." After saying this, Desperate Winter flapped its wings and landed, rolling to the side of a huge frost dragon mother, burrowing under her wing, snuggling close to its mother, and smiling.

Like one hen burrowing under the wing of another hen.

The multi-headed frost dragon turned its head and looked at Zhou Leng.

"You know divine script?" The father of the Winter of Despair, the Half-Horn of Despair, looked at Zhou Leng. Only half of his left horn remained on his head. He had a strong demigod aura, almost equivalent to a peak demigod, and his bloodline power was far stronger than that of an ordinary demigod dragon.

Zhou Leng bowed to the group of demigods, introduced himself, and even brought up the Star of Despair, the God of Ice and Snow, and the Ten Realms Dragon Clan.

The two chatted for a few minutes.

"He's lying to the dragon, I don't believe him anyway." The Winter of Desperation didn't want the beloved Divine Script teacher to leave.

The demigods sensed the dragon god's power emanating from Zhou Leng. After hesitating for a long time, they finally nodded and said, "Go and meet up with the Ten Realms Dragon Clan first. They are also watching this place."

"Thank you for your resolute determination," Zhou Leng said, walking towards the location of the Ten Realms Dragon Clan.

"dad……"

Just as Winter of Despair was about to stand up, his body was pressed down by his mother's enormous dragon wings.

He complained under his breath, and after Zhou Leng walked away, he said decisively, "Let's see if what he said is true or false first. If he is lying, then you can handle it."

"I think his divine script is quite good; he's the best dragon choice for my chief guard and divine script instructor," said Desperate Winter. "However, he's also very clever and can't control his mind, just like that Crystal Clan member..."

"Let me tell you, you can't trust the Crystal Clan's mouths, they're like rotten asses. I suspect he traded my treasure for garbage, oh, and what I gave him was garbage too, but I still have the treasure..."

Zhou Leng walked towards the location of the Ten Realms Dragons and found that these dragons were all listless, with dark circles under their eyes, just like elderly people who stayed up all night surfing the internet.

The giant dragons, including King Huijin and the Eye of Hell, gathered around and asked what was going on.

(End of this chapter)