Chapter 99: The Three-Year Deadline Has Arrived!

"I told you, I wouldn't leave myself any regrets." Old Lu smiled gently, looking at the cross-shaped skeleton, as if it had stirred up distant memories: "Actually, later I rode a Greyhound bus and traveled around America, just me alone."

"Felt like it wasn't all that interesting."

"Su Lin, sorry for the trouble. If possible, I'd like to save my strength."

"Those online friends you brought for Lu Mingze — they'll be a big obstacle to what I need to do."

His words said one thing, but there was no complaint in his tone.

"I'm actually willing to give Lu Mingze a chance. After all, he's my most beloved little brother."

Hearing this, Su Lin stepped forward, then rose into the air.

Light particles formed six wings of light behind his back, the contours of his face grew sharper, divinity revealed itself, and his eyes turned platinum-white.

A spear of light wrapped in runes condensed in Su Lin's hand. He looked down at the Long Wang's skeleton below from the air and took a throwing stance.

Under the light shining down from the skylight, cherry blossoms drifted. The scene was like something out of a mythological epic, playing out within this historic building.

"Light, pave the way forward for the souls in darkness."

That was not any language on Earth.

The deity was communicating with the laws. Endless light elements surged into the spear of light, arranging themselves according to the runes and divine will.

And above the skies outside Blackstone Manor.

Countless white magic-circle rings manifested in the air — one, two, ten, a hundred!

Some large, some small, things like magic arrays overlapped around Blackstone Manor as their center, stretching up to an altitude of ten thousand meters.

Until the very last magic array appeared.

Su Lin hurled the spear of light in his hand, and in an instant it pierced into the skeleton of the Long Wang of Bronze and Fire,

A heaven-piercing white pillar of light instantly cut through every magic array. The light-flood silently descending covered everything under heaven and earth, leaving only pure white.

In the world of light, the light elements were chanting. The holy sound of the elements traveled to places beyond the material world.

【Divine-Tier Spell: Requiem of Light】

Nerves, organs, membranes, flesh and blood, skin regrew. Within Norton's dragon bones, the spirit that had already been extinguished unexpectedly reappeared. A soul traced back from the void and merged into the dragon body.

Norton felt as though he had slept for a very long time — so long that he had forgotten everything.

At some unknown point, a stone-paved road condensed from light appeared ahead. The glow on the stone slabs made him remember who he was.

Norton, Long Wang of Bronze and Fire

He instinctively 'walked' forward, along the road.

Until he stood before a great door. Outside the door was a red dragon body.

He remembered everything.

'I was slain by humans, wasn't I?'

'Along with Constantine.'

He thought of that human — the one he had met during the life of a man named Luo Nade Tang, a human named Lu Mingfei. He hadn't expected it would be him who brought him his end.

A sudden instinctive impulse surged through his soul, wanting to merge back into his body.

'This is actually resurrection?!'

Following the guidance, he entered the door that connected to reality.

A warm energy swept him up and carried him into his body.

And then.

He felt the organ called eyes.

Opening his eyes, he saw a six-winged figure — like an angel or a god created in human mythology?

And also

Lu Mingfei.

A change finally appeared in the divine spark within Su Lin's body, which had shown no further fracturing.

The cracks hadn't increased, but Su Lin could feel that if he used divine-tier spells a few more times, new cracks would likely appear.

'So that's how it is. The saint-tier and divine-tier are a watershed.'

'As long as I don't lightly use divine-tier power, this Light divine spark should last a very long time.'

"I had originally planned to awaken you later." Lu Mingfei looked at the giant dragon and said: "But the situation has changed. Come help me, Old Tang."

The giant dragon said nothing, its majestic eyes fixed on Lu Mingfei.

"Is that so — not Old Tang, but Norton, huh." Lu Mingfei murmured to himself. His eyes turned golden, and his tone abruptly changed: "Treasonous vassal, kneel!"

That was a command born of bloodline suppression — one that even Norton, a Long Wang, could not defy.

'Impossible!'

'Even the Black King couldn't possess this kind of suppressive force!'

His entire body prostrated on the ground. The ebony floor was smashed to pieces, dust rising into the air.

Norton struggled to raise his dragon head, only to find he could move it by mere centimeters.

Several minutes later, feeling that the Long Wang had given up resisting.

Old Lu withdrew his pressure and paced over to stand before the dragon's head.

He gently stroked Norton's dragon head and said softly: "Is Old Tang still in there?"

"If he still is, then we are friends."

"If he isn't, then we are sovereign and vassal. I wouldn't mind settling accounts with you a second time, you treasonous wretch, Norton."

"You are…" Fear showed in Norton's eyes, his pupils dilated, and his voice trembled as he said: "You've returned!?"

"You still haven't answered my question." Old Lu seemed thoroughly confident — it was an answer obtained across many worldlines.

"Then who are you? The Ming I knew? Or that one?" Norton still didn't answer the question and instead continued: "In the Dragon race's long memory of ages, a brief human life is but a drop in the ocean! Why would you be so attached to a Luo Nade Tang?"

"After judging me, you still went to the trouble of reviving me. Are the memories of Lu Mingfei really that important to you?"

Su Lin really wanted popcorn right about now, but he was afraid of ruining the mood.

Norton still hadn't figured out the person before him.

"I think you've got something wrong. From the very beginning, I was Lu Mingfei." Old Lu said slowly, "And Luo Nade Tang owes Lu Mingfei a trip around America."

A long silence.

Su Lin wasn't in any hurry either; he just stood there watching the one man and one dragon.

"But you killed Constantine." Norton said in a muffled, jar-like voice, the grief and anger in his tone impossible to conceal.

"I can revive him too; that's no great feat." Old Lu said, glancing at Su Lin: "It just means spending a little more money."

Su Lin thought it over and replied, "Thanks for your patronage."

"Then what is the price?" Norton asked. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world; to obtain such a miracle, one had to pay a price.

"If you are Norton, as a subject who wishes to receive the monarch's grace, the price is to offer your life and loyalty."

"If you are Old Tang, as a friend, I am willing to help you; the price is a measure of friendship." Old Lu wasn't worried that the giant dragon before him would try to sweet-talk him into it just to get what he wanted. Some things had long since been settled.

Although the way they lived in human society differed, and the circumstances differed, Norton's mouth wasn't as stubborn as Jörmungandr's. As the Long Wang who commanded the pinnacle of alchemy, when it came to stubbornness, Norton couldn't compare to her.

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"Impossible," Norton said, his voice a little small.

"Is that so." Old Lu wasn't disappointed, and there was no particular shift in his tone either.

"I'm not taking a Greyhound!" The dragon's voice rose: "I'm driving a luxury car on my trip. I'm a Long Wang! I'm not living the bitter life of before!"

"You want a Long Wang to ride a Greyhound? Impossible!"

"I'm still a damn Sovereign too!"

He kicked the dragon's head, a broad grin on his face.

Thanks to "He Zhou De Zhou" and "Sui Yu E Han Jun" for the tip of 500 coins! Thanks to "Bai Bi Wu Xia" and "Sheng Xia Wei An" for the tip of 100 coins!

(End of this chapter)