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Chapter 440
chapter 339 part 2
A movement-type magic?
"It's [Dimensional Shift]."
The dragon-man realized that his opponent, besides being a powerful warrior, was also a Third Tier magic caster.
*Step!*
His thick, sharp toes dug into the grit with a faint sound as he halted his escape.
The dragon-man realized he probably couldn't escape. He opened his mouth, baring his sharp teeth, and his voice was loud and solemn, "Michen Kemplit!"
As this name was spoken.
Tang Zheng showed a brief flash of surprise but quickly understood. This was the name he had given the dragon-man earlier to test if he was an NPC.
Because this name was actually the English for 'mission complete' in the game, which appears after finishing a task.
"My name is—Ladon Typhoeus!"
The dragon-man declared loudly, "I am a divine descendant, the son of the supreme and great God King!"
Hearing his opponent's name.
Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. Upon hearing the words "God King," a guess had already formed in his mind.
Most of those in this world who called themselves gods were Players. This dragon-man's name, in particular, made him even more certain.
"You're a descendant of the Eight Greed Kings," Tang Zheng said, staring intently at the dragon-man, Ladon.
"Shut up!"
"You, with the bloodline of a vanquished god, dare to address the supreme and great God King like that!" Hearing the words "Eight Greed Kings," Ladon reacted with a furious roar.
Seeing his opponent's agitated state.
A look of realization dawned in Tang Zheng's eyes. He felt that he had more or less figured things out.
The title "Eight Greed Kings" was, of course, not what the second wave of Players called themselves. Rather, it was a derogatory term given to those eight Players by the natives of the Otherworld in later generations.
"So, they called themselves 'God Kings,' huh."
Considering the conduct of the Eight Greed Kings, it was indeed very much in the style of the "God King" from Greek mythology.
"Ladon Typhoeus? What a fine name," Tang Zheng sneered, raising the magic greatsword in his hand.
If those two names had been mentioned separately, Tang Zheng might not have guessed anything, but together, they were quite interesting.
In Greek mythology, "Ladon" was the hundred-headed dragon that guarded the Golden Apple, while Typhoeus can also be translated as Typhon, one of the Titan Giants.
He was also Ladon's father!
If the Ladon of Greek mythology guarded the Golden Apple, then this dragon-man Ladon was likely guarding the humans of this oasis.
However!
A Player might give themselves a random name, but after transmigrating to the Otherworld, they would surely be more deliberate when naming their offspring. A name of this caliber could, in its own way, reveal some information.
"But of course!"
"I am the first-generation descendant of the supreme and great God King."
Ladon the dragon-man replied as if it were a matter of course. While his beastly eyes watched Tang Zheng's every move, he channeled the qi in his body into his injured arm to treat the wound.
The [Monk] Job System possessed a relatively comprehensive combat style, including certain healing methods. But for that very reason, it was considered a mediocre system—a jack of all trades, but master of none.
"Oh, is that so."
A mocking smile appeared on Tang Zheng's face.
"Someone with your status, still staying in such a remote place... you were completely abandoned, weren't you?"
"But at least your luck was good. You escaped the destruction that befell the other divine descendants like you."
As far as Tang Zheng knew, after the Eight Greed Kings had dealt with the threat from the Dragon race, they began recruiting beautiful women from all races across the world to build a harem.
Since even the Six Great Gods had bloodlines that were passed down, it was impossible that the Eight Greed Kings, with their massive harem, had not. Theoretically, their descendants should have been enormous in number.
And yet.
At least on the Northwest Continent, where humans resided, there seemed to be no descendants of the Eight Greed Kings, aside from the Elf King.
This implied that after the deaths of the Eight Greed Kings, their descendants must have been purged!
Ladon clenched his fists, his golden pupils turning crimson as if flames burned within them.
Seeing that Ladon didn't refute him this time, Tang Zheng was a little surprised. He had actually been right.
"Die!"
Ladon roared, "[Sinful Transformation]!"
Thump—
A heartbeat like a heavy drumstick striking a drum echoed from within Ladon's body.
His already two-meter-tall, powerful body began to swell once more, far more intensely than when he had shed his human disguise.
Three meters!
Four meters!
Seven meters!
Ten meters!
Fifteen meters!
Twenty meters!
"ROAR~"
The figure of a golden giant dragon appeared in Tang Zheng's vision. Its massive, 20-meter-tall frame cast a shadow that enveloped him.
Its golden scales shone brilliantly in the sun. The tail was long and slender, not like that of a normal dragon, but more like a fish's tail with fin-like membranes above and below.
BOOM!
The massive dragon claw swung down with immense force.
Tang Zheng quickly pushed off the ground and retreated. As he watched Ladon, the dragon-man who had transformed into a giant dragon, his usually calm heart was violently shaken.
"How did you do that!!"
Tang Zheng shouted at the golden giant dragon, his voice laced with astonishment.
The "dragon-man" was one of the races in YGGDRASIL. While its game background had many connections to dragons, in the Otherworld, they had no relation to them whatsoever.
Or rather!
Fundamentally, the two were simply different races.
It was just like how Shalltear was supposed to revere her original bloodline, 'Progenitor Cain Abel,' but in reality, she couldn't care less.
In the Otherworld, it was even more impossible for a race possessing a Dragon Lord's bloodline to become a dragon. There was a fundamental gap. In the eyes of a true dragon, even a race containing its own bloodline was nothing more than an inferior creature.
"Die!"
"Die!"
Ladon continuously swung his dragon claws, using the advantage of his massive size to relentlessly attack Tang Zheng.
Every strike landed with an earthquake-like roar!
"His level's aura increased? He's Level 50 now."
As Tang Zheng dodged rapidly, he noted that after transforming into a giant dragon, his opponent's level had also changed.
Rumble!
The continuous attacks continued.
Dragon claws, tail, wings, bites—he unleashed a constant barrage of nearly every kind of beastly attack.
Facing this dense and terrifying-looking assault, Tang Zheng, however, frowned. Although his opponent had transformed into a giant dragon and his level had increased, he felt less threatened than when his opponent was in his dragon-man form.
"He's relying purely on his physical body to attack."
"He hasn't used any of his Monk skills either..." Tang Zheng noticed several abnormalities.
"I have more questions I want to ask now. So, it's time to end this."
Believing his opponent had no more tricks up his sleeve, Tang Zheng cast his spell: "[Dimensional Shift]!"
Swoosh!
His figure vanished. Dodging the golden giant dragon's attack, Tang Zheng appeared above Ladon's head.
(end of chapter)
A movement-type magic?
"It's [Dimensional Shift]."
The dragon-man realized that his opponent, besides being a powerful warrior, was also a Third Tier magic caster.
*Step!*
His thick, sharp toes dug into the grit with a faint sound as he halted his escape.
The dragon-man realized he probably couldn't escape. He opened his mouth, baring his sharp teeth, and his voice was loud and solemn, "Michen Kemplit!"
As this name was spoken.
Tang Zheng showed a brief flash of surprise but quickly understood. This was the name he had given the dragon-man earlier to test if he was an NPC.
Because this name was actually the English for 'mission complete' in the game, which appears after finishing a task.
"My name is—Ladon Typhoeus!"
The dragon-man declared loudly, "I am a divine descendant, the son of the supreme and great God King!"
Hearing his opponent's name.
Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. Upon hearing the words "God King," a guess had already formed in his mind.
Most of those in this world who called themselves gods were Players. This dragon-man's name, in particular, made him even more certain.
"You're a descendant of the Eight Greed Kings," Tang Zheng said, staring intently at the dragon-man, Ladon.
"Shut up!"
"You, with the bloodline of a vanquished god, dare to address the supreme and great God King like that!" Hearing the words "Eight Greed Kings," Ladon reacted with a furious roar.
Seeing his opponent's agitated state.
A look of realization dawned in Tang Zheng's eyes. He felt that he had more or less figured things out.
The title "Eight Greed Kings" was, of course, not what the second wave of Players called themselves. Rather, it was a derogatory term given to those eight Players by the natives of the Otherworld in later generations.
"So, they called themselves 'God Kings,' huh."
Considering the conduct of the Eight Greed Kings, it was indeed very much in the style of the "God King" from Greek mythology.
"Ladon Typhoeus? What a fine name," Tang Zheng sneered, raising the magic greatsword in his hand.
If those two names had been mentioned separately, Tang Zheng might not have guessed anything, but together, they were quite interesting.
In Greek mythology, "Ladon" was the hundred-headed dragon that guarded the Golden Apple, while Typhoeus can also be translated as Typhon, one of the Titan Giants.
He was also Ladon's father!
If the Ladon of Greek mythology guarded the Golden Apple, then this dragon-man Ladon was likely guarding the humans of this oasis.
However!
A Player might give themselves a random name, but after transmigrating to the Otherworld, they would surely be more deliberate when naming their offspring. A name of this caliber could, in its own way, reveal some information.
"But of course!"
"I am the first-generation descendant of the supreme and great God King."
Ladon the dragon-man replied as if it were a matter of course. While his beastly eyes watched Tang Zheng's every move, he channeled the qi in his body into his injured arm to treat the wound.
The [Monk] Job System possessed a relatively comprehensive combat style, including certain healing methods. But for that very reason, it was considered a mediocre system—a jack of all trades, but master of none.
"Oh, is that so."
A mocking smile appeared on Tang Zheng's face.
"Someone with your status, still staying in such a remote place... you were completely abandoned, weren't you?"
"But at least your luck was good. You escaped the destruction that befell the other divine descendants like you."
As far as Tang Zheng knew, after the Eight Greed Kings had dealt with the threat from the Dragon race, they began recruiting beautiful women from all races across the world to build a harem.
Since even the Six Great Gods had bloodlines that were passed down, it was impossible that the Eight Greed Kings, with their massive harem, had not. Theoretically, their descendants should have been enormous in number.
And yet.
At least on the Northwest Continent, where humans resided, there seemed to be no descendants of the Eight Greed Kings, aside from the Elf King.
This implied that after the deaths of the Eight Greed Kings, their descendants must have been purged!
Ladon clenched his fists, his golden pupils turning crimson as if flames burned within them.
Seeing that Ladon didn't refute him this time, Tang Zheng was a little surprised. He had actually been right.
"Die!"
Ladon roared, "[Sinful Transformation]!"
Thump—
A heartbeat like a heavy drumstick striking a drum echoed from within Ladon's body.
His already two-meter-tall, powerful body began to swell once more, far more intensely than when he had shed his human disguise.
Three meters!
Four meters!
Seven meters!
Ten meters!
Fifteen meters!
Twenty meters!
"ROAR~"
The figure of a golden giant dragon appeared in Tang Zheng's vision. Its massive, 20-meter-tall frame cast a shadow that enveloped him.
Its golden scales shone brilliantly in the sun. The tail was long and slender, not like that of a normal dragon, but more like a fish's tail with fin-like membranes above and below.
BOOM!
The massive dragon claw swung down with immense force.
Tang Zheng quickly pushed off the ground and retreated. As he watched Ladon, the dragon-man who had transformed into a giant dragon, his usually calm heart was violently shaken.
"How did you do that!!"
Tang Zheng shouted at the golden giant dragon, his voice laced with astonishment.
The "dragon-man" was one of the races in YGGDRASIL. While its game background had many connections to dragons, in the Otherworld, they had no relation to them whatsoever.
Or rather!
Fundamentally, the two were simply different races.
It was just like how Shalltear was supposed to revere her original bloodline, 'Progenitor Cain Abel,' but in reality, she couldn't care less.
In the Otherworld, it was even more impossible for a race possessing a Dragon Lord's bloodline to become a dragon. There was a fundamental gap. In the eyes of a true dragon, even a race containing its own bloodline was nothing more than an inferior creature.
"Die!"
"Die!"
Ladon continuously swung his dragon claws, using the advantage of his massive size to relentlessly attack Tang Zheng.
Every strike landed with an earthquake-like roar!
"His level's aura increased? He's Level 50 now."
As Tang Zheng dodged rapidly, he noted that after transforming into a giant dragon, his opponent's level had also changed.
Rumble!
The continuous attacks continued.
Dragon claws, tail, wings, bites—he unleashed a constant barrage of nearly every kind of beastly attack.
Facing this dense and terrifying-looking assault, Tang Zheng, however, frowned. Although his opponent had transformed into a giant dragon and his level had increased, he felt less threatened than when his opponent was in his dragon-man form.
"He's relying purely on his physical body to attack."
"He hasn't used any of his Monk skills either..." Tang Zheng noticed several abnormalities.
"I have more questions I want to ask now. So, it's time to end this."
Believing his opponent had no more tricks up his sleeve, Tang Zheng cast his spell: "[Dimensional Shift]!"
Swoosh!
His figure vanished. Dodging the golden giant dragon's attack, Tang Zheng appeared above Ladon's head.
(end of chapter)
