Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 68 Dragon King's Remains

Harosa's deep gaze shifted from the steadily pulsating duality of destruction and life, and a grand blueprint for the future of the divine realm was beginning to take shape in his mind.

But blueprints need foundations, and the foundations of power often require iron and blood to forge. His resolve to reject extreme deathly environments remained unwavering, but this did not mean he would give up the power that deathly energy brought him.

Instead, he needs a stronger, more controlled force to support his ambition to transform the divine realm and to "embrace" that higher realm that encompasses the cycle of life and death.

However, everything takes time; the transformation of death energy is a huge undertaking.

"To reject or to embrace is but a thought away," Harosa whispered, his voice echoing strangely in the vast, empty crater. (He had also plundered the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire and gained other treasures.)

With a thought, two beams of light suddenly shone in front of him! Like two miniature stars, one ice blue and one crimson, they floated silently.

The light was restrained and profound. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that it was not a pure sphere of light. At its core were two miniature dragon skeletons that had been compressed to an extreme degree and were as clear as crystal carvings!

The icy blue skeleton seemed to be formed from millennia-old ice, each bone exuding a chilling aura that could freeze the soul. Subtle ice crystal patterns were faintly visible on the surface of the bones, radiating an aura of pure, ultimate ice essence.

The crimson skeletons appeared to be forged from solidified magma and divine fire, their bones imprinted with inextinguishable flame runes. Even a mere glance at them emanated a scorching will capable of burning the entire world.

This is the essence of the bones left behind after the fall of the Water Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King! At the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, Harosa forcibly refined them with divine power, erasing the instinctive imprints and exclusivity remaining in their dragon souls, and compressing their enormous divine bodies here.

At this moment, they floated quietly, like two divine treasures that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, waiting to be awakened again—in a completely different way.

"God-King level dragon bone" Harosa's fingertips gently brushed across the surface of the icy blue light sphere. A bone-chilling cold instantly tried to erode his fingers, but it was easily dissolved by a layer of flowing gray-white essence.

A cold smile curved his lips, a confidence and fanaticism that belonged to a top-tier evil spirit master—an instinct to blaspheme and manipulate the dead.

"The pride of the dragon race, in the face of death, is nothing more than the best material."

His confidence stemmed not only from his own formidable strength, but also from his unique Soul Skill—Soul Seed Puppet—which combined the essence of Electrox's necromancy!

The core of this technique lies in planting a "seed," usually the core soul fire or bone of a powerful undead creature, into a new and more powerful "container," using its own origin as a bridge to forcibly graft and control it, giving it new "life" and absolute obedience.

Of course, Harosa can directly control weak "containers" without the aid of Soulfire or Bone Seed, but the effect is not as good.

Like the twelve undead spirit knights under his demonic influence, they were formed by implanting the original undead knight bone seeds into stronger skeletons condensed from a massive amount of undead essence, and nurtured by the source of rebirth.

Now, what he needs to do is to push this skill to an unprecedented peak—using the remains of a god-king level dragon king as a new vessel!

"Come forth, Undead Spirit Knight." Harosa's voice carried the authority of a command.

Buzz!

A dark gray-black realm of the underworld silently opened, instantly enveloping the entire bottom of the giant pit. Within the realm, deathly energy surged, and the space seemed to connect to the realm of the dead. Twelve tall, silent figures, exuding a chilling aura of death, emerged as if from the depths of hell.

They knelt neatly on one knee behind Harosa, and the mounts standing beside them also bowed their heads.

They were clad in dark armor covered with thick bone plates, their helmets concealing hollow eye sockets burning with eerie green soul flames, and they held heavy weapons made from enormous skeletons.

They all look like blunt weapons, but they're incredibly powerful when you grab them and hit someone. Many of Shrek's titled Douluo were hit hard and exploded.

It was Harosa's fighting force—the twelve Undead Spirit Knights! Each one possessed the fighting power of a quasi-god, and could unleash even greater power within the Realm of the Reincarnated Gods.

However, this is rather pointless. If an enemy can reach the realm of the gods of rebirth, it means that Harosa is not far from death. As for pulling the enemy into the realm of the gods of rebirth...

This is unrealistic, and there's no fear of the Gate of the Underworld collapsing. Harosa usually uses the Gate of the Underworld very carefully when delivering things to the realm of the living, so as not to leave any hidden dangers.

Harosa's gaze swept over the twelve knights, finally settling on two of them.

Peel it off!

Harosa stretched out his hands, palms facing the two knights. There was no earth-shattering sound, only a tooth-grinding, soul-tearing "sizzle" echoing in the domain.

The two chosen undead spirit riders trembled violently, their massive bodies groaning under the strain of their armor. The eerie green soul flames burning in their eye sockets flickered and contracted in agony, as if being pulled away by an invisible force.

At the same time, two grayish-white lights were forcibly drawn out from the core of their breastplates! The light was not dazzling, but it contained an extremely pure will to death and the aura of Harosa's origin—it was their bone seed!

These two gray-white dots, like beating hearts, are the source of their power and the nodes under Harosa's absolute control.

The process of stripping the bone seed was extremely painful; even the emotionless undead creatures instinctively resisted and twisted in pain. Grayish-white light gathered and struggled in Harosa's palm, like a bound wild beast.

Harosa remained expressionless, his eyes cold and focused. His powerful divine sense, like the most precise carving knife, steadily guided the peeling process, ensuring that the core imprint of the bone seed itself remained undamaged.

It's true that the stronger the character, the harder it is to remove them. Last time, when Harossa removed the undead knight, it wasn't this difficult.

Finally, after two soft, crisp sounds like shattering glass, two walnut-sized, grayish-white bone seeds with restrained light completely detached from the knight's body and hovered above Harossa's palm.

The two undead spirit knights, having lost their bone seeds, instantly lost all support in their massive bodies. Like terracotta warriors whose souls had been ripped out, they crumbled into a pile of dull, enormous skeletons with a crash, their soul flames completely extinguished.

Harosa didn't even glance at the two piles of bones; he was indifferent.

His entire focus was on the two bone seeds floating in his palm, and the two clumps of dragon king bone essence, one ice blue and one crimson, in front of him.

"Container·Seed Bridge" Harosa's eyes shone brightly with gray-white light, and the power of the origin of rebirth surged out of his body like a boiling tide!

He pushed forward with both hands!

"go!"

The two gray-white bone seeds, containing the core will of the Undying Spirit Knight and the mark of Harosa, shot towards the ice-blue and crimson orbs of light respectively, like two meteors, carrying a resolute will!

The moment the bone seed came into contact with the light orb of the Dragon King's skeleton, a sudden change occurred!

Boom! ...

It was as if cold water had been poured into boiling oil! The icy blue light suddenly burst forth with a blinding cold light, and a terrifying extreme cold storm was generated out of thin air, instantly freezing a large area of ​​the crystal floor at the bottom of the giant pit into a pale white world of ice crystals. Even the deathly aura that permeated the air was frozen into fine ice dust!