I Really Am A Villain -
Ch. 364 - The Dragon Gods Descend
In the True Fate World at this moment, the hundred baby Dragon Gods had already started to grow.
Although they hadn't fully entered their maturity phase, suppressing ordinary Blood Dragon Bats with their bloodline was no longer a problem.
Xu Zimo’s gaze was focused, and mist swirled behind him.
A blue planet slowly rose.
Endless pressure and energy currents spread out from within.
Then came waves of deafening dragon roars.
One after another, these roars were long and powerful.
Endless shockwaves spread out in all directions, and the vast, God Beast level pressure blanketed half the sky.
One by one, the Dragon Gods flew out of Xu Zimo’s True Fate World.
Each dragon was different in appearance, with dazzling colors.
Some dragons breathed clouds and mist, bringing storms and heavy rain.
Some came with lightning and thunder, dominating half the sky like gods of thunder.
Others were engulfed in flames, their fiery bodies incinerating the surrounding space.
These hundred Dragon Gods radiated immense power, their dragon might enveloping the entire canyon.
All the creatures nearby trembled in fear.
The Blood Dragon Bats, upon seeing the dragons, clung to the canyon walls.
They wrapped their wings around their bodies and lay still, shivering in terror.
The dragons surged into the bats’ nest with unstoppable force.
Unlike typical bat caves that were dark and damp, this nest was hot, with waves of heat rising from within.
Along the way, Xu Zimo saw countless bats clinging to the ceiling.
If not for his hundred Dragon Gods, entering this nest would’ve meant a bloody battle.
Dragon bloodlines had a natural suppressive effect on many demonic beasts due to their noble lineage.
And for creatures like the Blood Dragon Bats, who carried diluted dragon blood, the pressure was even stronger.
Xu Zimo passed through the nest without resistance and reached the deepest part.
There, he saw the interior clearly.
Large clusters of Blood Dragon Crystal Stones were gathered together, taking up most of the central space.
These stones looked like they were soaked in blood, appearing eerie and strange.
They were transparent, and inside them, something seemed to be struggling.
Looking closer, Xu Zimo realized they were baby Blood Dragon Bats.
Now he understood.
These Blood Dragon Crystal Stones were used to nurture their offspring.
As Xu Zimo approached the stones, the bats overhead shrieked anxiously.
But with dozens of Dragon Gods guarding him, their mighty presence made them untouchable.
There were many crystal stones in the nest. Xu Zimo picked those that didn’t contain unborn bats, knocked them loose,
Stored them in his storage ring, then turned and left.
...
Several hundred meters from the canyon, a group of people was slowly approaching.
Leading them was an old man and a young man and woman.
The others looked like guards.
“Uncle Chen, now’s the perfect time. If we kill some Blood Dragon Bats and purify the messy dragon blood in them, my own bloodline should advance a level,” the young man said to the old man.
The old man, called Uncle Chen, nodded and said, “Shenghui, be careful what you say out loud. The family originally required you to hunt the Blood Dragon Bats yourself to purify your bloodline. This time I’m secretly helping you, so don’t let anyone else know.”
“Don’t worry, Uncle Chen. Once I become the Young Patriarch, I won’t forget your help,” the young man, named Long Shenghui, smiled.
He turned to the girl and said, “Miss Xue, when I become the Young Patriarch, I’ll have my father go to your family to propose.”
The girl frowned slightly. Her face was cold and flawless. With elegant eyebrows and a high nose, she said indifferently, “Let’s talk about other things later. You promised to get me a Blood Dragon Crystal Stone, don’t go back on your word.”
“Don’t worry,” Long Shenghui nodded.
At that moment, loud dragon roars erupted.
The sound shook the earth and echoed to the heavens.
Everyone looked up, stunned and speechless.
“Dragons… real dragons!”
Uncle Chen’s aged face trembled slightly, his whole body frozen in place, overwhelmed with excitement.
“There are still real dragons here?”
“How is that possible?” Long Shenghui also looked shocked. “Wasn’t the entire Dragon Race wiped out by the Sky Shroud War God?”
To the people of Dragon City, perhaps too much time had passed.
Many things had been forgotten or faded.
But tales of the Dragon Race were still passed down.
The dragon was the symbol of the city.
Everyone looked up instinctively and saw the Dragon Gods soaring through the air, roaring with the weight of ancient history.
Perhaps others couldn’t feel it, but as a Dragonblood Warrior, Long Shenghui felt it clearly.
His blood was boiling.
It was as if something inside him was thrilled.
Like boiling water in midsummer, he trembled uncontrollably.
As the group rushed toward the canyon, they noticed the dragon roars growing fainter.
The Dragon Gods in the sky were also gradually disappearing.
“What’s going on? The dragons are leaving?”
Everyone panicked. When they arrived at the base of the canyon,
The dragons had long vanished without a trace. Only a purple-robed youth stood atop a vine-covered tree.
Everyone looked up at him. In this remote wilderness, seeing someone suddenly appear was indeed strange.
“You there, did you see the dragons just now?” Long Shenghui frowned and asked Xu Zimo. “Where did the dragons go?”
Xu Zimo glanced at him, then shook his head and turned to leave, ready to return to Dragon City and find the Dustless Alchemist.
But Long Shenghui stepped forward, blocking his path.
“Answer me, where did the dragons go?” Long Shenghui asked, signaling Uncle Chen with his eyes.
The others subtly surrounded Xu Zimo.
Only Miss Xue stood aside, watching coldly.
The appearance of real dragons was definitely unusual.
And Long Shenghui had a gut feeling that this was connected to the purple-robed youth before them.
Better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one escape.
The extinction of the Dragon Race had been confirmed long ago. The Dragon Clan bloodline had no reason to doubt that.
Now that dragons had reappeared, Long Shenghui was convinced the scene they had just witnessed was some kind of vision caused by a legacy artifact of the Dragon Race.
And the purple-robed youth in front of them was definitely involved.
Nowadays, with no real dragons around, the only way for dragon-blooded warriors to improve their bloodline was by hunting these mixed-blood variants.
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