Chapter 335: The Supreme and Great God-King Eight Greed Kings, Transform into a Dragon!

Hot, scalding blood flowed from the dragon-man’s limbs, and shattered dark-gold scales scattered in the air.

"Impossible!"

"How could a human possibly wound me?"

The dragon-man’s roar was one of disbelief, the shock of a strong being wounded by a weak creature.

Bang!

The desert in the distance shook.

Tang Zheng flew over, gripping his magic greatsword, his "Ninjutsu: Detection" continuously monitoring the fluctuations in the dragon-man’s aura.

The four magical slashes had caused the flame-like energy layer on the opponent’s body to drop by a notch, though not by much.

Tang Zheng’s sharp gaze swept quickly over the dragon-man’s limbs; although the seemingly sturdy scales had been shattered, the wounds were not deep.

"I didn't hold back on that last strike. Even with racial advantages, the damage shouldn't be this low."

"I haven't detected any magic items, so that leaves only the possibility of 'Body Armament'."

While pondering, Tang Zheng had already reached the dragon-man. He shifted his grip on the magic greatsword from one hand to two, and swung it down heavily from above:

"Rapid Slash: Wind!"

The surface of the magic greatsword was enchanted with a layer of pale cyan, sharp wind element.

His profession, to put it nicely, was comprehensive; to put it bluntly, it was rather messy, lacking a unified build system.

It was only because of his [Genius] trait, combined with the fact that all his builds were high-tier professions, that the disadvantages of this build system were significantly mitigated.

And the benefit had become a comprehensive ability to respond to various situations.

He could choose targeted strategies based on different opponents; just like now, the ability Tang Zheng was using was a build combining [Magic Swordsman] and [Mad Mage].

"Mana Infusion" and "Elemental Attribute Change" working in tandem!

"Iron Grip!"

Seeing the magic greatsword slashing down from the air, the dragon-man’s pupils burned with rage. He swung his sharp, dark-gold claws toward the blade:

"I will crush every bone in your body!"

—Clang!

The blade and claws collided, sparking blinding flames.

A "crack" sound.

The layer of even tougher scales covering the claws lasted only a moment before shattering again, and a heavy force far beyond the dragon-man’s imagination poured down from the blade.

"Aura of Courage" triggered.

Bang!!

The dragon-man’s body tilted forward uncontrollably, his pupils constricted, and his entire arm was pressed heavily into the sand by the blade.

With the two of them as the center, a massive amount of yellow sand was shaken loose by this powerful force, forming a spreading sandstorm!

Crack!

The sound of bone fracturing was clear to both Tang Zheng and the dragon-man.

"Ah, ah! Who exactly are you!" the dragon-man shrieked: "A human cannot be this strong!"

He had already realized the problem.

One of the dragon-man’s arms was forcibly pinned to the sand by the magic greatsword, causing his body to uncontrollably half-kneel before Tang Zheng due to the forward momentum.

"No matter who you are!"

"I will kill you, I will kill you!" Feeling the humiliation of his current posture, the dragon-man’s dark-gold pupils flashed with extreme resentment and anger.

"Flame Breath!"

The dragon-man jerked his head up, looking at Tang Zheng who was right in front of him. The dark-gold scales at his throat glowed red, and he opened his mouth.

A crimson flame condensed in his throat!

The dragon-man possessed the innate ability of breath attacks. The type of breath could be somewhat judged by appearance, and due to his body size, the attack range of his dragon breath was much shorter than that of a true dragon.

"Launching a surprise attack at such close range, it’s hard for me to pretend I don't see it!"

A cold glint appeared in Tang Zheng’s eyes. He lifted his left leg high and then brought it down fiercely, like a battle-axe cleaving down.

A muffled "bang."

The dragon-man’s open mouth was stepped on, and his entire head was driven into the sand by Tang Zheng due to this force.

Although he possessed a passive fire immunity, he did not intend to reveal this information. Besides, the scales of this dragon-man were dark-gold.

It was not a conventional type; the breath might contain more than just the power of fire—perhaps some negative status effects or toxins.

"Ah—mmph—ah!"

The dragon-man struggled to lift his head. His attack had been forcibly interrupted, and his posture had become even more humiliating. At this moment, he felt so stifled he wanted to go mad.

"Iron Grip!"

Swinging his other arm, with a sharp whistling sound and powerful force, he viciously grabbed at the ankle Tang Zheng was using to pin his head!

"I thought the dragon breath would explode in his mouth."

Finding that the situation was not as he had imagined, Tang Zheng felt a bit of regret, but simultaneously activated a martial art:

"Instant Reflex!"

The leg that had just landed lifted like a retreating afterimage. While dodging the dragon claw attack, he stepped down again with even more violent force.

Boom!

This strike completely drove the dragon-man into the desert.

"—Ah, you are a God-kin!"

This time, there was a hint of terror in the dragon-man’s scream.

God-kin?

Hearing these two words.

Tang Zheng’s eyes narrowed. Why would this dragon-man know of the existence of God-kin?

"Air Burst Palm!"

Taking advantage of this brief gap,

The dragon-man activated a skill, but this time not aimed at Tang Zheng, but at the desert beneath his body.

"Air Burst Palm" was one of the few area-of-effect attacks mastered by monks; when not in contact with an opponent, it released a wide-range shockwave.

Bang—!

With the dragon-man as the center, the entire desert area shook violently. Yellow sand shot into the sky, creating a knockback effect along with the intense, spreading shockwave.

Whoosh.

The yellow sand shooting into the sky began to fall under the influence of gravity, causing a dense rain of sand to fall over the area.

"How could a God-kin appear here?"

The dragon-man retreated rapidly, one arm hanging unnaturally. The arrogant expression on his face had vanished, and unease rose in his golden pupils.

Ordinary humans could not possess such powerful strength; even demi-humans or heteromorphs could not set foot in the realm of demon gods.

The only possibility was that this was an existence similar to himself!

If only he had discovered it sooner...

Fear welled up in the dragon-man’s heart. Because of his carelessness, one of his arms was now unusable. As a monk who excelled in melee combat, this had an extremely severe impact on his combat effectiveness.

Leave first!

Taking advantage of the yellow sand obscuring their lines of sight.

The dragon-man turned and fled rapidly toward the depths of the Despair Valley. The range of this desolate land was vast; as long as he could escape, the opponent would absolutely be unable to find him.

Damn bastard!

He cursed inwardly.

He was confident he could shake off that human. Their brief exchange had made him realize that the human’s strength was actually greater than his own, but the human was clearly weaker in terms of speed.

This proved from the side that the human’s strength was greater than his!

"Where are you planning to run to?"

A cold voice came from ahead.

Seeing the human who had suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path, the dragon-man’s pupils constricted slightly.

So fast!

This was impossible. The opponent’s speed was clearly slower than his own; even if the opponent had been intentionally feigning, he shouldn't have been unable to track him.

Movement-type magic?

"It's 'Dimensional Move'."

The dragon-man realized again that besides being a powerful warrior, the opponent was also a third-tier magic caster.

Step!

His thick, sharp toes pressed into the gravel, making a faint sound as he stopped his flight.

The dragon-man realized he probably couldn't escape. He opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, his voice high and solemn: "Mission Complete!"

As this name was spoken.

Tang Zheng showed a brief moment of surprise, but quickly reacted; this was the name he had just told this dragon-man, to test if the opponent was an NPC.

Because this name was actually the English phrase "mission complete" from the game after finishing a quest.

"My name—Ladom Typhoeus!"

The dragon-man spoke loudly: "I am a divine descendant, the son of the supreme and great God-King."

Hearing this name from the opponent.

Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly; upon hearing the two words "God King," he already had a guess in his heart.

Most of those in this world who called themselves gods were players, and the name of the dragon-man before him made him even more certain.

"You are a descendant of the Eight Greed Kings," Tang Zheng said, staring fixedly at the dragon-man Ladon.

"Shut up!"

"You, a bloodline of fallen gods, dare to address the supreme and great God King in such a way." Upon hearing the three words "Eight Greed Kings," the dragon-man Ladon roared loudly with an extremely intense reaction.

Seeing the other party's agitated state.

A look of realization appeared in Tang Zheng's eyes; he felt he had more or less figured some things out.

The title "Eight Greed Kings" was naturally not what the second batch of players called themselves after descending, but a derogatory term given to these eight players by the natives of the later world.

"So they called themselves 'God Kings'."

Thinking of the Eight Greed Kings' style of conduct, it indeed had quite the flair of the "God Kings" in ancient Greek mythology.

"Ladon Typhon? That really is a good name." Tang Zheng sneered and raised the magic greatsword in his hand.

If these two names were brought up separately, Tang Zheng might not have been able to guess anything, but together, it was interesting.

"Ladon" was the hundred-headed dragon that guarded the golden apples in ancient Greek mythology, and Typhon could also be translated as Typhoeus, one of the Titans.

And he was also Ladon's father!

If the Ladon in ancient Greek mythology guarded the golden apples, then the dragon-man Ladon before him should be guarding the humans of this oasis.

However!

Players might name themselves casually, but if they were to name their offspring after transmigrating to another world, they would certainly be more careful; names of this caliber could also reflect intelligence from another perspective.

"That is only natural!"

"I am the first-generation descendant of the supreme and great God King."

The dragon-man Ladon responded as a matter of course; while his beastly pupils tracked Tang Zheng's movements, he channeled Qi within his body into his injured arm to alleviate the wound.

The "Monk" job system possessed a relatively comprehensive combat style, including certain healing methods, and precisely because of this, the system belonged to a mediocre category that knew everything but mastered nothing.

"Oh, is that so?"

A mocking smile appeared on Tang Zheng's face:

"With your status, you actually stay in such a remote place, so you were completely abandoned, right?"

"But at least you have good luck, having escaped the destruction that befell other divine descendants like you."

According to what Tang Zheng knew, after the Eight Greed Kings resolved the threat of the dragon race, they later recruited beautiful women of various races from all over the world to build a harem.

Since even the Six Great Gods had bloodlines passed down, it was impossible for the Eight Greed Kings, who had opened such a vast harem, not to have descendants; theoretically, the number should have been quite large.

However.

At least in the Northwest Continent where humans resided, it seemed that apart from the Elf King, no descendants of the Eight Greed Kings existed.

This meant that after the Eight Greed Kings died, these descendants must have been purged!

The dragon-man Ladon clenched his fists, his golden pupils turning crimson, as if flames were burning within them.

Seeing that the dragon-man Ladon did not refute this time.

Tang Zheng was somewhat surprised in his heart; he had actually guessed correctly.

"Die for me!"

The dragon-man Ladon roared: "Sinful Transformation!"

Thump—

A heartbeat like a drumstick striking a drumhead came from within the dragon-man Ladon's body.

His already two-meter-tall, strong body began to swell again, far more intensely than when he had shed his human disguise.

Three meters!

Four meters!

Seven meters!

Ten meters!

Fifteen meters!

Twenty meters!

"Roar~"

A golden dragon figure appeared in Tang Zheng's field of vision; the massive 20-meter-tall body cast a shadow that enveloped Tang Zheng below.

The golden scales shone brilliantly under the sunlight, and the tail was slender, not like a normal dragon's, but rather somewhat like a fish tail with fin-like connections on the top and bottom.

Boom!

The giant dragon claw swung and smashed down with force.

Tang Zheng quickly stomped on the ground to retreat; watching the dragon-man Ladon, who had transformed from a dragon-man into a giant dragon, his previously calm heart surged with violent tremors.

"How did you do that!!"

Tang Zheng looked at the golden giant dragon and spoke loudly, his voice carrying a trace of astonishment.

Dragon-men were one of the races in "Yggdrasil"; although they had many connections to dragons in the game's background, they had absolutely nothing to do with dragons in this other world.

Or rather!

The two were essentially just two different races.

Just as Xia Tiya should have believed in her initial bloodline, the "God Ancestor Cainabel," but in reality, did not care at all.

And in this other world, races possessing the bloodline of a Dragon King were even less likely to turn into dragons; there was an essential gap between them. In the eyes of a dragon, even a race containing its own bloodline was merely an inferior creature.

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

The dragon-man Ladon continuously swung his dragon claws, utilizing the advantage of his massive size to keep attacking Tang Zheng.

Each strike that landed produced a thunderous sound like an earthquake!

"The aura of his level has increased? It's 50lv now."

While quickly dodging, Tang Zheng noticed that after the opponent turned into a giant dragon, his level had actually changed as well.

Rumble!

The continuous attacks persisted.

Dragon claws, tail, wings, biting—nearly all beast-like attack methods were constantly being unleashed.

Facing these dense and seemingly terrifying attacks.

Tang Zheng instead frowned; although the opponent had turned into a giant dragon and his level had increased, the sense of threat he posed was actually not as great as it had been in his dragon-man state.

"Attacking purely by relying on his body."

"He hasn't used any Monk skills either..." Tang Zheng noticed quite a few anomalies.

"I have more questions I want to ask now."

"So, let's end this!"

Tang Zheng felt at this moment that the opponent likely had no more trump cards: "Dimensional Move!"

Swish!

His figure vanished from the spot; while dodging the golden giant dragon's attack, Tang Zheng had already appeared above the dragon-man Ladon's head.

(End of chapter)