Volume 4: The Fall of the Dragon Chapter 244: Heritage and Hope
Murphy looked around nervously after hearing this, but there was nothing to see except the desolate rocky wilderness nearby and the deep darkness in the distance.
But not being able to see does not mean there is no danger. Murphy is very clear about this. However, his perception is 0 (initial 10 points, the perception of the Fool King's Crown is -10).
Therefore, he cannot perceive anything that is not visible to the naked eye.
This made him quite uneasy, and he casually took off the Crown of the Fool King. He thought that now that there was no threat from the ancient gods, he should be more aware of the situation.
"What's wrong? Are there monsters spawning nearby?"
"In any case, just leave." Wang Xuan said in a deep voice. Mo Fei could sense that there seemed to be a hint of fear in Wang Xuan's voice. Was it the Ancient God? Wasn't that thing just a background board?
It's impossible for him to really show up, right?
Wang Xuan did not explain. He raised his hand to summon a portal. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and walked over to touch Malygos' body.
Murphy was getting anxious, because apart from the dragon's heart which he had taken out before, he hadn't touched anything else on Malygos' body.
Wang Xuan glanced at him, although it was just a glance, but the message revealed in his eyes made Murphy get it at once - you have taken the heart of the guardian dragon, what else do you want?
Well, that's true.
Never mind, let’s just get out of here.
The two men stepped into the portal one after another. With a flash of white light, the two men disappeared. Only Deathwing was left, lying there in despair and anger.
He could sense a threat approaching in the darkness, some horrifying presence that made every scale on his body tremble.
Damn it, you're all going to die when I leave!
How dare you do such a blasphemous thing to me, you despicable thief, thief, ant!
I will tear your flesh and blood, suck out your soul! I will use my endless life to torture you!
His originally clear mind was gradually overwhelmed by anger and pain.
(No, I can't fall into madness again. I can't become that corrupted Deathwing again!)
Neltharion made his will clear.
A strange sound came from the darkness, which made him shudder.
Deathwing never thought that he would be afraid, but at this moment, he did feel fear. However, he could do nothing but feel despair and anger, lying on the cold rock and letting the power of the earth slowly heal him.
The darkness was getting closer and closer, gradually surrounding him like a substance. The horrible whispering sounded in his ears again, more distorted and noisy than ever before, as if countless people were whispering in his ears, tempting him, attracting him.
Neltharion (King of the Black Dragon): "No, I will never surrender, never! My name is Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, the ruler of dragons, the first I will never surrender and never fall!"
"Get out of here, monster of the dark, whatever you are—roar!"
The roar of the Black Dragon King echoed in the darkness. As if frightened, the whispering disappeared all of a sudden. There was silence all around, absolute silence, without a trace of sound.
It was as if he was the only life left in the whole world, and this silence made Neltharion feel uneasy.
He stared at the darkness in front of him for a long time.
With a splash, a ball of sea water carrying a fish fell in front of him. The fish seemed to have fallen from the ocean dome above his head. It jumped unwillingly in front of him, but soon lost its vitality, and its mouth opened and closed, just like his current miserable appearance.
Neltharion was stunned for a moment, and after just one look, he couldn't help but be attracted by the fish.
It was a strange fish with purple scales, its eyes staring at him intently, dark and deep.
The deep light seemed like a bottomless abyss, in which Neltharion was vaguely immersed.
That's it! Neltharion realized something in an instant.
What are you waiting for?
He saw a hint of inexplicable meaning in that look.
"Get lost! You twisted, filthy monster. I will not fall into your trap."
The fish kept jumping, getting closer and closer to him, and the fish exuded the unique fishy smell and deliciousness of seafood.
This made Neltharion, who had been sealed for too long, salivate.
A thought suddenly came to my mind.
Eat it!
The thought became stronger and stronger, more and more specific, as if it came from the heart, as if it came from some kind of enlightenment.
Eating it can heal all wounds.
Eating it can restore your vitality.
Eating it will give you great power.
Eating it can bring you revenge and take back everything.
Eat it, eat it, eat it! Eat it! Eat it, eat it, eat it! Eat it…
Gradually, only one thought remained in Neltharion's mind.
He opened his mouth wide and slowly rolled his tongue towards the fish.
However, just as the tongue was about to touch the strange fish.
Roar! A dragon roar suddenly woke him up.
A nimble black dragon descended from the sky, spewing out flames that dispelled the surrounding darkness and burned the fish on the ground to ashes.
The black dragon landed in front of Neltharion and turned into a black-haired man.
Seeing that face, a ball of anger suddenly rose in Neltharion's heart, but the next second, he suddenly calmed down.
Although they looked almost identical, he could sense that the man in front of him was not Aidan.
He exuded an aura that was familiar to Neltharion.
"Morpheus?" Neltharion asked tentatively.
Morpheus was slightly stunned. He vaguely sensed something. There was no trace of madness or brutality in Deathwing's voice. Instead, it carried an unusually calm and peaceful feeling.
"Lord Neltharion, I am sorry to see you like this."
"What did I do before? Forget it, don't tell me. Everything has already happened. There is no point in regretting it. Listen, I don't have much time. Tell me, where is Nefarian?"
"Nefarian... He is dead. You killed him with your own hands."
"I see..." Neltharion's voice was filled with deep hatred, as if he wanted to destroy the world.
"Lord Neltharion, your sanity..."
“Don’t worry, I’m not crazy. I was indeed crazy in the past, but my previous experiences have helped me regain my composure. I have completely broken free from the control of the Ancient Gods, but I’m not sure how long this clarity will last. I’m too weak now, and I’ll soon be swallowed by the darkness.
I thought I could fight back, but I just found out that I can't. Listen, I will soon become a horrible monster - you have to kill me!"
Morpheus was speechless. He thought to himself, I came here to kill you.
"Kill you?"
"Yes, kill me!"
"But the power of the earth's protection..."
Neltharion snorted coldly. He was more sober than ever before. "I see. You are here for the power of the guardian of the earth? But perhaps you don't know that the power of the guardian of the earth is both a blessing and a curse."
"I know." Morpheus said calmly, "but this is a burden I must bear. I have a mission that must be completed, and to complete this mission, the power to protect the earth must be obtained." He moved closer to Neltharion's ear and spoke something in his ear.
A ray of light gradually appeared in front of Neltharion's eyes.
"You actually plan to do this? It's a crazy idea, but who am I to say such a thing? Just go ahead and do it, Morpheus. The power to protect the earth is yours! But you must do one thing for me! Otherwise, I would rather let this power fall into darkness with me."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Go kill someone for me! A man named Aidan."
Aidan!? Murphys was surprised and thought, isn't that Murphy?
He hesitated for a moment, then nodded seriously: "I promise you."
Although the relationship between the two is a bit subtle and they can be considered friends, Murphy is a player anyway, so killing him will only make him quit the game, which is no big deal.
"Very good, then accept this power."
Neltharion roared, and a golden light suddenly appeared from his chest.
[System prompt: Neltharion is transferring the legendary title [Earth Guardian] to you. Do you want to accept it? Yes/No. (Once you accept this title, you will open a new exclusive skill tree and may trigger an unknown legendary quest line.)]
Morpheus chose to accept without hesitation.
The golden light turned into countless silk threads, which were the embodiment of the power to protect the earth. This sacred power was transferred from Neltharion to Morpheus' body, and Morpheus immediately let out a painful roar.
He felt a subtle connection between himself and the earth around him. His powerful perception allowed him to sense every blade of grass and tree, every speck of dust, every grain of sand, and every shadow. He saw the strange power lurking in the darkness around him, and he saw countless black invisible creatures stirring in the darkness, looking at him greedily.
He felt that a powerful and strange gaze was watching him...
Having lost the power of the Earth Guardian, Neltharion completely lost his last bit of life. Without the healing power of the earth, his health was rapidly draining away.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "You have already... felt it, right? Let's go, Morpheus... leave this dark and ominous place... lead the black dragon army... and complete your mission..."
Morpheus wanted to say something, but the darkness around him was already approaching. The darkness turned into real black tentacles and entangled with him and Neltharion.
Morpheus quickly flapped his wings and flew through the gaps between countless dark forces. His agile body was extremely flexible. The ancient black dragon with a wingspan of over 100 meters seemed so small in this endless darkness.
He continued to breathe out dragon breath, burning a path with flames, and flew into the sky before the darkness covered everything around him. Finally - with a splash, he dived into the sea above his head again.
Neltharion's body was constantly invaded by the dark power of the abyss. Having lost the power to protect the earth, he was completely unable to resist the corrosion of the power of the abyss. Strange granulations and twisted tentacles grew in his flesh and blood, and his wounds were filled with the wriggling flesh and blood.
The majestic dragon body gradually became weird and terrifying.
"It's all over..." Neltharion muttered to himself, his dark golden pupils gradually lost their luster and finally closed.
Suddenly, his eyes opened again.
However, there were no pupils in the eyes anymore, only darkness, as dead and deep as the void.
