Lord of Pets

"Senior, your lineage is so powerful and has a glorious past. Why did you become a sinful dragon?"

Bai Wushang asked the question he wanted to know most.

The third-generation ancestral dragon, close to the source, and pillar-level dragon god.

Even if he could not clearly understand the specific value of each of these labels, he could conclude without thinking deeply that this was the core patron saint of Zulongting, and it was their top power and the fundamental strength to suppress Fang Yu.

What happened in the middle?

Unexpectedly, many dragon souls fell into silence. Under the suffocating pressure, the milky white dragon soul slowly spoke:

"That's something we want to know too."

"Our clan has mastered killings, achieved great military exploits, and suppressed thousands of evil creatures. We have always been the sharpest swords and spears in Longting."

"Especially Your Majesty, he is still in his prime and is qualified to rank among the Ancestral Dragons. There is the possibility of going further in the future."

"But, since I went outside the realm gate and led the army on the expedition, everything has changed."

"The highest order issued by the Dragon Court is that in order to pursue the ultimate power, Your Majesty betrayed the Dragon Court and relied on evil spirits. Not only did he kill 90% of the friendly forces by himself, but he also killed many ancestral dragons and committed a heinous crime."

"He has become an evil dragon god, and he is still active in practicing evil arts in a lonely area that is hard to find in ancient times. One day, he will definitely bring about a disaster that will destroy the world..."

"Although this kind of crime was committed by him as a dragon, the entire Dragon Court was furious, and together with the remaining tribes, branches, and vassals like us, we were all deprived of dragon rights and included in the ranks of guilty dragons."

"If we hadn't escaped one step ahead with the help of the ancestral weapon, we would have either died or been imprisoned in the depths of the Dragon Prison where there will never be daylight..."

A ball of red dragon soul suddenly became excited, swaying the soul fire, and cursed:

"Fart! Old Long, I will never believe this nonsense even if I hear it a hundred, a thousand or ten thousand times!"

"Your Majesty has been invincible for half his life. He rarely loses once. His mind has long been as hard as divine iron. No matter how many difficulties and obstacles, no matter how rare the treasure, it is impossible to shake his mind!"

"His rebellion must be fake!"

"If it's true, it must be forced and there is a deeper reason!"

The red dragon soul couldn't calm down. As he spoke, a dragon coffin below rumbled and shook, and the dragon corpse inside seemed to wake up.

"Akame, calm down!" The one who never spoke, but the largest golden flame shouted suddenly.

Like a thunderclap, the red dragon soul groaned and reluctantly became quiet.

"My little friend, Your Majesty is our king and our faith. We will choose to believe in Him unconditionally."

"What happened in the middle? Is the dead lineage wronged or is it true? This is also the truth we want to pursue."

"The methods we can think of are still closely related to resurrecting the little ancestor dragon."

"If we can reshape its true body, let the true spirit return to new flesh and blood, and reproduce the complete mythical bloodline."

"There is a high probability that it can awaken the soul mark hidden in the little ancestral dragon's body from a long time ago."

"This is the purest descendant that belongs to him alone. Once awakened, he will definitely learn the truth about the past!"

…

Bai Wushang's shock in the first half of his life was probably not as shocking as this short ten minutes.

He was thinking a lot and had countless thoughts rising up.

Forging an alliance with such a group of sinful dragons, regardless of the outcome, the whole process must be something that outsiders cannot imagine and understand.

Once the results are discussed, from a rational perspective, the pros and cons are infinite.

If the Death Line, with his help, can really clear his name and return to the status of the ancestral dragon, his future will be immeasurable.

If the charges are still confirmed and the action fails, he will be a first-class accomplice and a remnant of the traitorous clan, and one can imagine the consequences.

However, as one of the dragon souls said, when he came here and heard such secrets, Bai Wushang had no way out.

There was blood poisonousness threatening his life behind him, and a more sinister and exciting shortcut appeared in front of him. He had already made up his mind on how to choose.

What is lacking is more careful thinking, hoping to obtain more detailed information to estimate the difficulty of the task and the probability of completion.

"My little friend, have you thought clearly?" The golden dragon soul broke the silence and asked softly.

Bai Wushang took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

"I have no choice but to move forward. This ship... I'm on board!"

"Senior, what should I do?"

Looking back carefully now, facing the murderous dark gray stone dragon head, Sun Priest Rabbit showed signs of giving it a go.

If you turn a blind eye to the toad dragon, will you discover something in advance? What did you foresee?

Having such an ally should be a good thing for Him, right?

This was Bai Wushang's guess, but it strengthened his idea.

Now that you have made a choice and are on the gambling table, you must do your best within your capabilities.

Do your best beyond your capabilities, so that you can have a clear conscience.

"First, you must establish a protective relationship with the little ancestral dragon under the witness of the ancestral weapon and swear not to betray."

"Of course, the oath is two-way. Little Zulong will not harm you, and we will also make an oath to protect your life as much as possible. After all, choosing you is one of the few opportunities we have. If it works, it will work, or if it doesn't... It’s really a defeat!”

The twelve dragon souls burst out with light, activating the mysterious and mysterious formations under their feet. A dizzying light fell from the sky, one end was tied to Bai Wushang's hand, and the other end was tied to the crystal that contained the true spirit of the little ancestral dragon.

Bai Wushang didn't resist, he only felt pain in his palm and a blood streak appeared.

What followed was like a fierce battle for seven days and seven nights, and my body, which was already sore and swollen, became extremely exhausted.

A crystal clear fruit floated out from nowhere, squeezed out a drop of juice, and dripped on his body. The rich life force surged, originating from the weak state deep in the flesh and soul, and returned to normal in just a few seconds.

"Very good. The oath has been fulfilled. Now you can rely on us. We will be your most reliable force behind you."

The golden dragon soul was also a little tired, but his tone was gratifying, and there was a hint of excitement boiling over.

The silence has been too long, the waiting has been too long.

Thinking about the outside world, there are probably many dragon species, and their lineage has long been forgotten, right?

The lineage of death shall rise! Be revived!

Anyone who stands in the way...kill!

In an instant, the group of coffins trembled, the ground rumbled, and the overwhelming aura of the Holy Path only leaked out a little, almost crushing Bai Wushang into powder.

After a long time, when everything calmed down, the golden dragon soul swayed slightly, and a new coffin appeared out of thin air on the ground.

It is five meters long and two meters wide. It is made of ice crystal and intertwined with ancient patterns. A handsome man sleeping with his eyes closed and without a trace of blood lies motionless in the coffin.