Chapter 216 The Emperor Falls

A corner of Dragon Skull City.

The old green-skinned emperor, wearing ordinary linen clothes and holding a wooden cane in his hand, staggered through the devastated shack area.

"Is he actually the eliminater of infectious diseases..."

The old emperor silently looked at the green-skinned zombies running past him and murmured.

The zombie's head was rotten and its appearance was no longer visible. Only the luxurious dress with gold thread he wore silently proved his noble status during his lifetime.

The noble zombie left in a hurry, without even looking at the old emperor, as if the old emperor did not exist at all.

"No, it shouldn't be the infectious type of purifiers. Because the infectious type is considered a relatively weak type among all the purifiers...and these original zombies can even compete with the red-robed priests who have activated the holy weapon."

"Such a powerful purger was definitely spawned by that god. It can never be a native purger."

In the space of two sentences, a warrior, who was covered in thick iron armor and whose body was as strong as a little giant, walked out of the darkness next to him.

"Oh? Why can't it be native?" The old emperor was not surprised, as if he had expected that the other party would appear here.

"If there is really a world that gave birth to such a monster, it means that that world itself has the power to crush all other civilizations..."

"If that were the case, then I can't imagine the possibility that we could still exist."

The tin can continued to say in a muffled voice:

"The emergence of the Scavenger is both a danger and an opportunity... I am even certain that if there is such a powerful native Scavenger, then killing it will at least drop relics and even authority!"

"...That's true." The old emperor nodded, "So, anyway, it seems that he got into trouble with a guy?"

"Most likely, He even activated the hidden hand that he had laid down for so many years... The church is completely destroyed, and no one survives."

The tin can's voice did not change at all, but the old emperor could hear a hint of loneliness in his voice.

"I didn't expect that He was so anxious and even started to hunt me... My son must have been eaten up by Him now." The old green-skinned emperor also sighed deeply.

"..."

After they finished speaking, the two sides stared at each other in silence in the dark.

"So, you asked me to come here just to see an old man who lost his son face to face?" The old emperor was the first to break the calm.

"Of course not, but I'm hesitating." Tin Can said in his characteristic dull tone.

"So why are you still hesitating? The Dragon Skull Clan is finished. The only hope now is to hide until the God War begins..."

"At that time, He probably won't care about me anymore. I can jump to a certain fortress city, rebuild Longshan, and hatch the dragon again."

"As long as I'm alive, there's always hope."

The old emperor said something softly, as if he was persuading or talking to himself.

"Yes, I know this too... But what I'm not sure about is whether it is the right choice to give you the means of resistance that the church has accumulated over the years."

"After all, your royal family only wants to maintain its rule and continue to lie on the heads of the people to suck blood...but we have greater ideals."

The tin can's words showed no mercy to the royal family, but after he finished speaking, the old emperor didn't seem angry, and even nodded slightly.

This time, Tin Can was a little surprised.

"You are right, our royal family is like this... at least most of the royal family are like this - such as my son."

The old green-skinned emperor looked at the tin can with his eyes full of wisdom:

"However, the rule of blood is the most stable. Only on a stable basis can we seek fairness and development... Otherwise, why do you think I gave the first chief priest so much power? Even in the end, it became so big that it could compete with the royal family?"

"Isn't it His pressure?" Tin Can didn't believe these high-sounding words.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The old emperor suddenly laughed when he heard this, and he laughed for a long time.

"how?"

The tin can's voice remained unchanged, but his dissatisfaction was so obvious that it almost overflowed from the can.

"Do you know the name of the church?"

Suddenly, the old emperor asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"The Holy Religion is the Holy Religion! It doesn't even have a name." Tin Can said dissatisfiedly, "Do you still want to debate doctrines and classics with me?"

"Holy Cult...ah, when you changed it to this name, I had just received the scepter. I was not even 200 years old at that time."

The old green-skinned emperor whispered.

As soon as these words came out, Tin Can was shocked and immediately asked: "Wait, 200 years old!? What about you now!?"

"My age is not the point. The point is... the Holy Cult's previous name was the Dragon God Cult."

The old emperor revealed a secret that had been buried for who knows how long, but the tin can didn't pay attention to the so-called "key points" at all.

"200 years old... Although I know that the royal family has a long life... but a hard worker can only live for 15 years at most!! How can you have the nerve to say 'you are only 200 years old'!?"

The tin can seems completely unable to sympathize with the nobles, but instead stands at the bottom of the peon's perspective.

Of course, he didn't really sympathize with the laborers. On the contrary, he regarded those laborers, maids and even relatively high-level dragon skull warriors as consumables.

He said this just because it would not make his jealousy too obvious...

That's all.

"At that time, the dragon riders were called dragon god worshipers... Although the dragon god had long died at that time, the ashes of the god were still protecting us."

"Until He appeared..."

"The Dragon God Cult was changed to the Holy Cult, and the dragon worshipers were forced to become disrespectful dragon riders... Even I am too old to walk."

"He is squeezing the blessings of the dragon god..."

"So, in a sense, the start of the God War is indeed a good thing for the clan. As long as you avoid His attention, then you can..."

"Shut up, I don't want to listen." Tin Can said sullenly.

"...So, what is your choice?" The old emperor asked.

"If I can, I really don't want to... Damn royal family! I envy you so much!" Tin Can said angrily, but slowly took off his helmet.

Suddenly, a face full of stitches was exposed.

Although it looked like an ordinary green skin enlarged at a glance... However, if you look closely, every part of his face seems to come from a different person!

And the removal of armor continued.

As more skin was exposed, the whole body of this Tin Can was covered with crooked stitches.

And the quality of each small piece of skin was extremely different - some were delicate, some were rough, some were smooth, and some were full of wrinkles.

And almost all the skin fragments showed subtle differences in skin color.

"Tsk tsk, it's a perfect masterpiece..." The old king exclaimed.

"Masterpiece!? This damn masterpiece, I only have less than 1 year left to live! This damn masterpiece!!" The Tin Can roared after removing the armor.

"But it gave you supreme power, didn't it?" The old emperor said indifferently, "Without such a transformation, you would not be able to reach your current position and enjoy the top blood food... It even allowed you to avoid his parasitism inadvertently."

"If it weren't for this transformation, you would have died long ago."

The old emperor said indifferently.

"... Indeed." Tin Can sighed and turned around slowly.

On his vest, a gem was beating slightly like a heart.

"Take it, this is the core of Abibas... Take it and enter the floating island. At the bottom of the temple, the biggest secret of our Holy Church is hidden."

"This is a secret that can make mortals fight against God..."

"Now, it's up to you."

"Take it! Before I change my mind!"

"..."

"Okay, I'll take it..." The old emperor walked to the side of the tin can tremblingly, looking at the gem embedded on his back... Even if the old emperor tiptoed, he couldn't reach it!

"Lower your head a little, yes, yes, that's it..."

The old emperor's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a cold blade flashed from his fingertips, directly slashing across the tin can's neck!

At the same time, the old emperor took off the gem directly and retreated!

How could he still look old and frail now? He was as agile as a monkey!

However, the headless body of the tin can still did not fall down, and not even a drop of blood flowed from its neck.

"So, you saw through it?"

The head of the tin can asked on the ground.

"It doesn't matter if you see through it or not. The reason I met you is just to get this gem back."

The old emperor whispered.

"I see... Then, you won't go to see the secrets under the floating island, right?"

The head continued to ask.

"Of course, that's where the god's root is. If I go there, wouldn't I be walking into a trap?" The old emperor still answered honestly.

"..."

The head was silent for a while, and then spoke again: "If you say so, I think there is no way out..."

"How could it be, your ingenious plan almost fooled me, just a little bit, I was just lucky. You have one last sentence."

The old emperor still answered in a low voice with a calm tone.

"Even this last trick has been seen through by you? You are really a fanatic believer of the Dragon God, You Suzhaogen."

"Thank you for your compliment, are you satisfied with my answer?" The old emperor continued to ask respectfully, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Satisfied, of course satisfied. But I will definitely find you, definitely..."

After speaking, the head of the tin can disappeared with a "bang", and the old green emperor finally let out a long breath.

"This damn authority... finally passed the test." The old emperor stroked the gem in his hand, secretly calculating in his heart.

"Having lost a precious seed, he should give up in a short time. I will find a place to hide and wait for the God War to begin..."

"Hmph, let the so-called 'God' fight! By the time they finally fight to the death, the Dragon God will have been resurrected under my auspices!"

"By that time, I will give birth to countless dragon people and create another Dragon God Kingdom! Hehehehe..."

"Hey! Look! There's an old man grinning! He's holding such a big gem in his hand!!"

Suddenly, a human voice broke the calm in the darkness.

Several "salvagers" wearing iron armor with golden runes and holding iron spears with golden runes came here at some point, and when they saw the old emperor, they deployed their formation with a "clatter" and surrounded him in the middle.

The old green-skinned emperor: "..."

"What then? What should we do? Follow the procedure or just rob?"

One person asked.

"Kill this old Deng first and then touch the body!"

"Okay!"

The "salvagers" were very skilled in their business and quickly determined the way of fighting.

However...

"Hehe, it turns out that they are a few petty thieves... Do you think you are powerful wearing that kind of unknown rune armor?"

"I don't have time, so please die!"

As he said, a few centimeters outside the old emperor's body, layers of illusory transparent scales appeared!

And a pair of transparent dragon wings slowly unfolded behind the old emperor...

"Roar——"

Sweep!

The illusory dragon wings swept over, and everyone was covered by this range attack!

"Ding, ding, ding..."

A bunch of "-0"s appeared above the heads of the "salvagers"...

Yes, -0.

The old emperor's attack power was too low. Although his skills were good, he still failed to break the defense.

"Damn! You scared me! I thought I was going to die..."

"What? It's just a lot of noise but little action!"

"Go to hell! Old Deng!"

"Puff, puff..."

The iron spear with golden light easily penetrated the illusory dragon scales and finally pierced into the old emperor's body.

"Ah - wait, wait a minute... I, I'm old... I'm old... Ah -"

Although the old emperor tried his best to say a complete sentence, as the burly men stabbed him intensively, his health value of more than 100 points kept losing and was finally completely emptied.

"Huh... This old Deng is actually quite resistant! He didn't die after so many stabs!?"

A "salvager" stepped forward and reached out to take the gem in the old emperor's hand.

"Take it! Hehe, this thing must be very valuable..."

"What's the use of being valuable? It's better to offer it to the Crow God."

"I mean to offer it to the Crow God! Valuable things are also worth offering to the Crow God!"

"Let's go, the blood smell is so strong, it might attract zombies... Let's go quickly, and get something else before we go back!"

"Hey wait! This old Deng's ring is nice..."

"This belt buckle is also nice, it seems to be pure gold!?"

"What the hell is this!? How can milk caps be pure gold!?"

"Where is it? Let me see... Damn, he is...she?"

"Wait, wait a minute, leave one for me..."

"Exchange with me, I don't want milk caps, I want rings."

"Go away, that's mine!"

"..."

The chaos passed quickly, and with the departure of the "salvagers", the alley fell into silence again.

But soon, a group of green-skinned zombies were attracted by the smell of blood...

Bursts of creepy chewing sounds rang out in the darkness.

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