Chapter 99: The Three-Year Deadline Has Arrived!

“I said I wouldn’t leave myself any regrets,” Old Lu smiled gently, gazing at the cross-shaped bones, as if stirred by distant memories: “Actually, later I traveled across America alone in a Greyhound.”

“It felt meaningless.”

"Su Lin, thank you for your help; if I can, I'd like to conserve my strength."

“The few online friends you found for Lu Mingze will greatly hinder what I intend to do.”

He said it like that, but his tone held no resentment.

“I’m willing to give Lu Mingze a chance—he’s my beloved younger brother.”

Upon hearing this, Su Lin stepped forward and rose into the air.

Light particles formed six radiant wings behind his back; the contours of his face sharpened, divinity revealed itself, and his eyes turned white-gold.

A spear of light, entwined with runes, coalesced in Su Lin’s hand; he hovered in midair, gazing down at the Dragon King’s bones, assuming the posture to throw.

Beneath the glow of the skylight, cherry blossoms drifted down—a scene straight from myth and epic, unfolding within this ancient edifice.

“Light, pave the path for souls in darkness.”

It was not any language of Earth.

The deity communicated with the laws of existence; infinite light elements surged into the spear, arranging themselves according to the runes and divine will.

Above the Blackstone Manor.

Countless white magical circles appeared in the air—one, two, ten, a hundred!

They varied in size, overlapping like magical arrays centered on the Blackstone Manor, stretching up to ten thousand meters high.

When the final array materialized.

Su Lin hurled the spear of light, instantly piercing the bones of the Bronze and Fire Dragon King.

A colossal white column of light pierced through all the arrays; a silent flood of radiance engulfed all things, leaving only pure white in heaven and earth.

In this world of light, the elements sang; the sacred tones of the elements reached beyond the material world.

【Divine Spell: Hymn of Light】

Nerves, organs, membranes, flesh, and skin regrew; within Nodens’s dragon bones, the extinguished spirit reappeared, the soul retracing from the void and merging back into the dragon’s body.

Nodens felt he had slept for a long time—so long he forgot everything.

At some point, a path of light-formed stone slabs appeared ahead; the glow on the slabs reminded him of who he was.

Bronze and Fire Dragon King Nodens

He instinctively began to ‘walk’ forward, following the path.

Until he stood before a great door; outside stood a crimson dragon body.

He remembered everything.

“Did I get killed by humans?”

“Along with Constantine.”

He recalled that human—the one named Lu Mingfei, whom he had met during his human life as Ronald Tang—and now realized it was he who had brought about his end.

A primal impulse surged through his soul: to merge back into his own body.

“Is this… resurrection?!”

Guided, he entered the door linking to reality.

A warm energy enveloped him and carried him into the body.

Then—

He sensed the organ called eyes.

He opened them and saw a six-winged figure—like an angel or deity born of human myth?

And—

Lu Mingfei.

Inside Su Lin, the divine core that had never cracked before now showed a slight change.

The cracks did not multiply, but Su Lin felt that if he used Divine Spells too often, new cracks would form.

“So this is it—the dividing line between Saint and Divine.”

“As long as I don’t casually wield Divine power, this Light Divine Core should last a long time.”

“I planned to awaken you later,” Lu Mingfei said to the great dragon. “But circumstances have changed—help me, Old Tang.”

The dragon remained silent, his majestic gaze fixed on Lu Mingfei.

“Ah, not Old Tang—Nodens, then.” Lu Mingfei murmured, his eyes turning gold, his tone shifting abruptly: “Traitor, kneel!”

It was the oppression of bloodline—an order even a Dragon King like Nodens could not defy.

“How is this possible?!”

“Even the Black King could not exert such dominance!”

He prostrated himself fully on the ground; the ebony floor shattered beneath him, dust rising into the air.

Nodens struggled to lift his dragon head, yet could only move a few centimeters.

Minutes passed; he sensed the Dragon King had abandoned resistance.

Old Lu released his aura and walked to the dragon’s head.

He gently stroked Nodens’s skull and whispered: “Is Old Tang still here?”

“If he is, then we are friends.”

“If he isn’t, then we are sovereign and subject—I won’t mind executing you again, Nodens.”

“You are…” Nodens’s eyes filled with fear, pupils dilated, voice trembling: “You’ve returned?!”

“You haven’t answered my question,” Old Lu said, calm and certain—as if he had already received this answer across countless timelines.

“Then who are you? The Mingfei I know—or that one?” Nodens still did not answer, continuing: “In the long memory of dragons, a human life is but a grain in the ocean! Why are you so fixated on Ronald Tang?”

“After judging me, you went through the trouble of resurrecting me—how important is the memory of Lu Mingfei to you?”

Su Lin wanted to grab some popcorn right now, but feared ruining the atmosphere.

Nodens still didn’t understand who this man before him was.

“I think you’ve misunderstood,” Old Lu said slowly. “From the beginning, I was Lu Mingfei. And Ronald Tang owes Lu Mingfei a cross-America trip.”

Long silence.

Su Lin wasn’t in a hurry; he simply watched the man and the dragon.

“But you killed Constantine,” Nodens rumbled, his voice heavy with unmasked sorrow and rage.

“I can resurrect him too—it’s not difficult,” Old Lu said, glancing at Su Lin. “Just need to spend a bit more.”

Su Lin thought for a moment and replied: “Thank you for your patronage.”

“Then what’s the price?” Nodens asked. Nothing in the world comes free—such miracles demand sacrifice.

“If you are Nodens, as a subject, to earn your sovereign’s favor, the price is your life and loyalty.”

“If you are Old Tang, as a friend, I’ll help you—the price is friendship.” Old Lu wasn’t worried the dragon would deceive him for his goal; some things had already been confirmed.

Though their ways of living in human society differed, and circumstances varied, Nodens’s mouth wasn’t as hard as Jormungandr’s. As the Dragon King who mastered peak alchemy, Nodens lacked her stubbornness.

“.”

“Impossible,” Nodens said softly.

“Is that so?” Old Lu showed no disappointment, his tone unchanged.

“I’m not taking a Greyhound!” the dragon shouted louder. “I’ll travel in a luxury car—I’m a Dragon King! I won’t go back to living like some pauper!”

“You want a Dragon King to ride a Greyhound? Impossible!”

“I’m still the Supreme One, dammit!”

He kicked the dragon’s head, smiling broadly.

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(End of Chapter)