Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

In battles between kings, words of power cannot play a decisive role; only blood and sword can end their destiny.

—From *Dragon Raja: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!*

The king of the earth and mountains, covered in earth-brown dragon scales, with bone spurs protruding from his spine like granite cones, stands resolute and upright amidst the fire tornado.

Bone spurs are like thorns in the ground.

The raging fire and tornadoes could not harm the king of the earth and mountains; not even its earth-brown dragon scales were scorched.

The King of Earth and Mountains raised his massive, thick dragon neck and looked up at the King of Sky and Wind, who was perched atop the rectangular Pearl Tower.

The King of the Sky and Wind appears far more delicate than the King of the Earth and Mountains, with dark gray feathers on its cheeks resembling those of a swift.

Each of the four monarchs, in its fully formed dragon form, possesses characteristics symbolizing elemental attributes.

For example, the King of the Ocean and Water has gills with the fins of marine fish, and its body is covered with light blue dragon scales.

As if realizing that the fire tornado could not harm the King of Earth and Mountains, the King of Sky and Wind darkened its eyes and instantly spread its wings and flew into the air.

Gain air superiority.

The pair of dragon wings spread out, instantly dispelling the surrounding gray mist!

One after another, feather swords rained down from the sky and from the wings of the Wind King!

It shot towards the land and the king of mountains on the riverbank!

The king of the earth and mountains was not to be outdone. It raised its dragon claw and slammed it into the ground!

An earthen wall appeared out of nowhere before the King of Earth and Mountains, like a shield.

Perhaps, calling it "Earth Release: Earth Flow Wall" would be more fitting.

Dragon Feather stuck to the earthen wall, turning it into a hedgehog in an instant.

The two dragon kings were evenly matched in power.

Seeing that it could not pierce the earthen wall, the King of Sky and Wind began to hover above the body of the King of Earth and Mountain!

The cascading dragon feathers, like white tornadoes, swept towards the dragon's body from all directions, engulfing the king of the earth and mountains!

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The king of the earth and mountains raised his dragon claws and slapped the ground three times.

Three more earthen walls emerged from the ground, forming a sturdy fortress for the king of the earth and mountains!

However, this also has a drawback: the king of the earth and mountains has temporarily lost sight of the land.

The King of the Sky and the Wind seized this opportunity to relinquish air superiority!

With its two dragon claws aimed at the fortress of the king of earth and mountains, it swooped down from the sky!

The Sky and the King of Wind descended rapidly. Putting aside their authority, their massive dragon bodies converted gravitational potential energy into kinetic energy, which was then channeled into their sharp dragon claws!

The moment the dragon claw touched the earthen fortress, it reached its peak!

There was a "boom"!

It was like a blast from a mountain cannon!

The earth-brown dragon's body was revealed amidst the flying sand and stones!

The King of Sky and Wind gripped the shoulder blades of the King of Earth and Mountains with his claws, opened his dragon mouth, and bit down on the King of Earth and Mountains' thick neck!

The two giant dragons instantly became entangled and wrestled together!

Dragons fight in the wild, their blood turning black and yellow!

In an instant, the earth-brown dragon scales were torn apart by the sharp teeth of the Sky and the King of Wind!

The pure dragon blood was poured onto the dam in an instant. The dragon poison was extremely corrosive, and it instantly corroded a huge hole in the dam!

The King of Earth and Mountains endured the pain, plunging his claw into the thigh of the King of Sky and Wind, and in an instant, tearing off a large chunk of dragon flesh...

On the balcony of a high-rise building.

Ying Zheng cocked the black Barrett sniper rifle with a backhand motion, pulled the bolt, and released it with a crisp metallic click.

Ying Zheng: "Jormungandr, do you know what a dimensional reduction attack is?"

Jormungandr: "What the hell is 'dimensional reduction attack'?"

Ying Zheng: "When dogs fight, they like to use their claws and teeth to tear each other apart."

But as human beings, given the opportunity, we might think of using poison, electric shocks, firearms, or even unleashing dogs to attack each other.

The only thing they wouldn't think of was running over and tearing at the dog with their hands, feet, and teeth.

After saying that, Ying took advantage of the stalemate between the King of Sky and Wind and the King of Earth and Mountain, and with his eyes looking through the crosshairs in the 8x scope, he instantly pulled the trigger!

With a loud "bang," it was like a dragon's roar cutting through the river!

The bullets burst forth from the Barrett's dark, narrow barrel!

It instantly exploded the dragon's eye, the king of the earth and mountains, its dazzling golden pupils blooming and bursting open like summer flowers.

The bullet stopped in the left hemisphere of the King of Earth and Mountains, and the mercury inside spread instantly. The Philosopher's Stone began to take effect!

In a short while, the head of the King of Earth and Mountains drooped limply onto the dragon wings of the King of Sky and Wind.

The King of Sky and Wind, disgusted, flapped his dragon wings and shook off the heavy dragon head of the King of Earth and Mountains.

The dragon head of the king of the earth and mountains landed with a dull thud.

Jormungandr watched this scene as if he were witnessing his own and Fenrir's fate, and remained silent for a long time.

She glanced at the Barrett in Ying Zheng's hand and swallowed.

Ying Zheng looked through the 8x scope at the King of Earth and Mountains, who was now slumped on the ground, and grinned:

"A fake is still a fake, it was taken out with a single shot."

Jormungandr: "Even a true dragon king could easily die on the spot after suffering such damage."

"Oh," Ying Zheng once again pulled the bolt back to chamber a round, and a yellow cartridge case popped out. "Is that so?"

Jormungandr didn't expect Ying Zheng to suddenly load the gun and jumped back in an instant!

Norton's pupils constricted sharply as he shielded his brother Constantine behind him!

Ying Zheng's gaze, through the crosshairs of the Barrett's 8x scope, locked onto the sky and the back of the Wind King's head.

Jormungandr seemed to understand Ying Zheng's meaning and asked in confusion, "My Lord, isn't it our ally?"

"When did I say that he and I were allies?" Ying Zheng said, resting the butt of his gun on his shoulder.

"All's fair in war, and this is war!"

With a "bang," the Barrett roared again, bullets piercing the night sky!

The King of Sky and Wind felt an itch on the back of his head, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He instantly turned his head to look in Ying Zheng's direction!

The bullet that was supposed to pierce the sky and the back of the Wind King's head instead struck the Dragon King's eye, causing another dragon eye to burst open!

The King of Sky and Wind instantly tried to raise his dragon claws to rip the Barrett bullet out of his eyeballs.

Inside the warhead, the Philosopher's Stone, mixed with mercury, bloomed like a datura flower in the mind of the King of the Sky and the Wind.

Before the dragon's claws could be raised much, its entire body went limp on the ground, and it stopped moving. Even its breathing stopped; its chest ceased rising and falling and gradually contracted, only exhaling and not inhaling.

Ying Zheng fired three more shots at the sky and the King of Wind, two to the body and one to the head, and then examined the corpse.

After confirming through the 8x scope that the Sky and the King of Wind were no longer moving, he quietly put away the black Barrett sniper rifle.

Ying Zheng gazed into the distance at the two lithe dragon corpses, both dead on the riverbank, shrouded in gray mist.

Jormungandr: "Is the next thing to be the Bronze and Fire knockoffs?"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "I don't know, but it seems that there are still quite a lot of those Dead Servants, and there is no sign of them decreasing."

It seems these Deadpools aren't entirely controlled by these imposter Dragon Kings.

Amidst the blue and purple neon lights, under the city's night sky, countless Deadpools, like black waves, wash over the streets and alleys.

Scenes of wailing and struggle unfolded everywhere.

At the traffic lights.

In a dead end of an alley.

On the bus...

The undead servants led by the King of Sky and Wind using the "Word of Power: Phoenix Dance".

After the death of the King of the Sky and the Wind, he no longer resisted the Dead Servants in the gray fog and merged into the gray fog, transforming into a tyrannical and bloodthirsty Dead Servants.

Norton walked straight to the edge of the rooftop, opened his mouth, and slowly uttered the ancient, obscure dragon language of Sinnoh:

"Word of Power: Slave Command!"

Ying Zheng approached Norton and placed his hand on Norton's shoulder. "What are you trying to do? Take control of these Deadpools?"

Word of Power: Slave Control. High-blooded dragon-blood creatures can use this word of power to control dragon-blood creatures with lower bloodlines than themselves.

This is commonly used by the Dragon King to enslave dragon servants, undead servants, and hybrids...

Seeing Norton's pale face, Ying Zheng asked a question, then interrupted Norton from releasing his Word of Power.

Norton looked somewhat displeased, perhaps because he might see a fake version of himself fused with his brother, or perhaps because Ying Zheng had interrupted his incantation.

Norton: "So what if I control these Deadpools?"

"It's a thankless task." Ying Zheng shook his head. "It would be better to find out where these dead servants came from."

Aren't you curious about who exactly possessed the knowledge to create the Dragon King's body?

Upon hearing this, Norton's gaze deepened, as if he were deep in thought.

Ying Zheng turned to look at Jormungandr, then pointed to the dragon corpse of the King of Earth and Mountains lying on the riverbank. "Jormungandr, can you use that dragon corpse directly?"

Jormungandr's pupils constricted sharply upon hearing Ying Zheng's words. "You mean, you want me to devour that corpse?"

Ying Zheng nodded and murmured, "What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

Jormungandr: "It should work, but I don't know if that corpse is just for show. If it's a mess inside, then it's still worthless."

"I'd rather spin a cocoon myself and create a dragon's body."

"Whether it's chaotic or not, we'll find out when we get there." After Ying Zheng finished speaking, a red light flashed in his left eye, transforming into a black vortex that distorted space, carrying Jormungandr, Chen Motong, Norton, and others to the riverbank.

Ying was observing the dragon's head, the king of the earth and mountains, up close. At this moment, its chin was resting on the asphalt road on the riverbank, at a height of about five or six meters.

It has brownish-brown scales, granite-like ram horns, and a rhinoceros horn on the tip of its nose.

It looks quite imposing and is in good condition. If it weren't for the fact that one of its eyes was blown out, it would definitely fetch a good price at an art auction.

After all, it is difficult for human artists to imagine creatures they have never seen.

Most science fiction aliens, and even monsters, are largely 3D drawings based on creatures in nature.

Ying Zheng looked at Jormungandr and asked:

"So, after observing this up close, can you sense the quality of this dragon corpse?"

Can it be used?

If it doesn't work, just let Norton burn it down.

"Let me get a closer look!" Jormungandr approached the dragon body of the King of Earth and Mountains, reached out and touched the rhinoceros horn on its nose, closed his eyes, and carefully felt it.

Jormungandr: "The purity of the dragon blood isn't as high as I imagined, but it's better than nothing."

Because death is relatively quick, the heart stops beating, and blood ceases to circulate. The mercury and Philosopher's Stone components did not contaminate the entire body; they only concentrated in the brain.

In short, once you remove the head, it's usable.

Suddenly, spiderweb-like patterns appeared on the rhinoceros horn of the dragon corpse.

As soon as Jormungandr's fingers touched the tip of the horn, bronze veins suddenly appeared beneath the brownish-yellow scales.

Those veins, like living earthworms, burrowed into her skin along her fingertips, weaving patterns of the Eight Trigrams on the back of her hand.

"This is..." Jormungandr abruptly retreated, his golden eyes reflecting the scene inside the dragon corpse's chest cavity—

Where the keel should have been is instead a miniature armillary sphere. The instrument's sight tube points towards the clock tower of Kassel College, its surface engraved with the hexagrams and lines from the *Lianshan Yi* (Book of Changes).

Ying Zheng suddenly drew a dagger and slashed his palm.

Where the blood droplets fell, the asphalt road surface instantly boiled, and the phantom of the Bronze City appeared in the rising black mist.

He saw the White King playing a zither in the depths of the phantom, and the strings were actually bronze veins wrapped around Jormungandr's wrist!

"Back off!" Norton's Sovereign Flame swept over the dragon corpse, but the flames turned ice blue the instant they touched the celestial globe.

Constantine suddenly clutched his chest: "Brother... these are..."

Black tar suddenly spurted from the dragon corpse's eye sockets.

Those viscous substances condensed in the air to form summer flowers in stone, but the jawbone of this face was a mechanical structure.

Suddenly, waves hundreds of meters high burst open on the river surface.

The counterfeit King of Bronze and Fire burst forth from the waves, its dragon claws gripping fifteen bronze bells—the very port coordinates that Chen Motong sought to seize!

His vertical pupils swept over the crowd, finally settling on the corpse of the King of Earth and Mountains:

"It's time to close the net."

Norton looked at the Bronze and Fire King's enormous dragon body and instantly felt offended.

Ying Zheng: "Chen Motong, hook out the armillary sphere under that summer flower in the stone!"

Chen Motong suddenly flung out an alchemical grappling hook. The tip of the hook pierced the dragon corpse's chest cavity with pinpoint accuracy, pulling out the celestial globe.

As the hem of Shutoku Aki's kimono fluttered, twelve short swords were thrown in formation towards the King of Earth and Mountains, drawing his attention.

Ying Zheng aimed his left eye at the celestial globe, and the black vortex suddenly began to rotate counterclockwise, causing the celestial globe in Chen Motong's hand to crack open!

What was emanating from the crack was not bronze dust, but tiny, precise gears.

Jormungandr suddenly let out a heart-wrenching dragon roar.

The Bagua pattern on her wrist extended down to her neck, and the murals of the Bronze City appeared in her golden eyes.

Norton’s King’s Flame suddenly turned toward the King of Bronze and Fire.

The scene of the Battle of Muye emerges from the flames:

Jiang Ziya handed the bronze box to King Wen. The gray mist emanating from the box contained the secret technique for refining the Dragon King's body.

Constantine's murmurs pierced the flames: "Brother, I sensed your presence in the other."

Inside the sealed room, the machinery in front of Zhou Mingrui suddenly exploded, revealing the rotating bronze gears inside.

The sound of gears meshing resonated with the clock tower's chimes, and fifteen streaks of blood-red light shot into the sky from the Pearl River Delta, forming a massive alchemical matrix in the night sky.

Ying Zheng suddenly crushed the blood-red dice in his hand.

The fragments of the dice transformed into silvery-white flames, burning the celestial globe in Chen Motong's hand to ashes.

"The most interesting part of the game..." he said, stepping on the illusory image of the Bronze City as he approached the King of Bronze and Fire, "is the moment when the chessboard is overturned."

Suddenly, all of the Dragon King's bells shattered.

Ye Jingchen's figure emerged from the blood-red light of the port. He stood on the illusory image of the "Hetu Luoshu" and the bronze box in his hand was devouring the gray mist.

The circuit of the alchemy enhancement device behind the character Jiudeya suddenly overloaded and exploded, revealing a mechanical skeleton covered with dragon runes on its inner layer.

"It seems we've all underestimated human greed."

The Bronze and Fire King's dragon whiskers suddenly coiled around a Deadpool in the gray mist, and he smiled faintly, "But it's alright..."

He spat out an ice crystal die, its face etched with Ying Zheng's cold smile. "There are always plenty of spare pieces."