Chapter 721: Why Haven't I Been Born Yet? (Part 2)

Chapter 721: Chapter 330: Why Haven’t I Been Born Yet? (Part 2)

“Being young is great, you can just fall asleep at once.”

Lu Wenwu chuckled, raising his Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff with a flick.

“I said it, I am very strong now, it’s best if you all come at me together.”

The Green Dragon who first spoke widened its eyes, exclaiming, “You! What did you do to him?! Did you kill him?!”

“You fool, he’s just passed out!”

The Little Red Dragon nudged him, a hint of puzzlement in its eyes.

In human form, a single strike knocked unconscious the Golden Dragon, who wasn’t weak. What kind of power is this!?

Those Dwarf Berserkers, who boast superior strength and swing hammers all day, couldn’t possibly accomplish that.

There was no visible damage on the Golden Dragon’s head, its Dragon Scales perfectly intact.

Could it be… a coincidence?

While she was pondering, Lu Wenwu spoke again, “Oh? You don’t have the desire to attack first? Then… I’m coming at you!”

Before finishing his words, Little Red Dragon felt a figure already beside her.

Before she could clearly see what it was, she felt a scorching red shadow descending upon her.

Her forehead throbbed with pain, and then her vision blacked out, falling unconscious.

Not only her, most of the Little Dragons couldn’t react to Lu Wenwu’s sudden attack.

Now he perfectly demonstrated what it means to – pierce through a line with a spear, sweep a whole area with a stick.

Accompanied by the sweep of the Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff, Lu Wenwu started a grand “slaughter” among the dragon group.

He was like a War God!

With a single strike, three or four Little Dragons, still in a daze, were knocked out.

Within less than three seconds, the previously imposing dragon group was instantly shattered, lying flat by Lu Wenwu.

In fact, Lu Wenwu wasn’t even serious.

Though presently tormenting the North Sea Kindergarten, he was playfully dealing with these dragonlings.

He merely relied on body strength to leap over and knock them out one by one.

How could he genuinely aim to kill them?

If he was serious, these Little Dragons wouldn’t survive under his gaze for more than three seconds unless Brother Wu’s kind today lets them go at the sea.

Just a single punch.

The effort he put into controlling his Power to ensure merely knocking them out without causing any injury was far more than what it took to knock out these dragonlings.

While Lu Wenwu was rampaging among the dragon group, not every Little Dragon sat idly.

The Magic System Little Dragons truly had no solution.

Red Dragons – naturally weak in battle.

Blue Dragons, Silver Dragons – yet to master powerful Magic.

Green Dragons – adept in toxins, curses, and illusions – experts in assistance, but Brother Wu had the favor of Dimensional Demon God, immune to toxins and curses below Ascension to Divinity Tier.

Lu Wenwu had to control his passive Skills, turning off those that could reflect damage.

Otherwise, the backlash would promptly eliminate the Little Green Dragons.

The remaining aggressive Golden and Black Dragons were organized by Black Dragon Marcus, launching an orderly attack against Lu Wenwu.

In response, Lu Wenwu laughed heartily. His Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff spun, creating an impenetrable defense.

Be it Dragon Breath, Magic, or simplistic scratch,

all knocked unconscious with a single strike!

At the end, the belatedly cautious Little Dragons attempted to flee in all directions across Dragon Island.

However, Lu Wenwu was well prepared. A grave-induced Gravity Technique pulled all Little Dragons from the sky, crashing them down in disarray.

Then with nearly teleportational Speed, he rushed over and knocked them out with a stick.

Within less than five minutes, the top of Dragon Mountain above the Ancestral Dragon Nest was strewn with “corpses,” filled with various unconscious young dragons.

Lu Wenwu looked with interest at Marcus, the Black Dragon in front of him, his smile growing more radiant.

“You’re impressive, taking one of my hits without knocking out. Great, you have the potential to become the future Black Dragon Corps Commander.”

The previously arrogant Black Dragon Marcus was evidently frightened by Lu Wenwu’s power.

He endured the headache akin to a splitting head, struggling to drag his increasingly heavy body backward, eyes showing unprecedented Fear.

Defeating hundreds of young dragons in human form, how could this be possible!

What kind of monster is this!

He watched Lu Wenwu approach step by step, his expression growing more panicked.

Who wouldn’t be scared in this situation?

If you were a child as big and strong as a high school sports student and saw a three-year-old kid wielding a bamboo pole, single-handedly handling an entire elementary school, knocking everyone out, you’d be scared too!

If Marcus were in human form now, his forehead would surely be sweating, probably drenched in sweat.

Too bad, dragons don’t sweat; their heat dissipates through Magic Power.

“What… what are you doing! I warn you, don’t act recklessly, I submit to your strength and recognize you as the boss!” Marcus said in a panic, “I… I… my father is the Elder Black Dragon! I have dragons above me! If you act rashly, beware I report you!”

Lu Wenwu was amused, grinning as he stepped forth, the oppression growing stronger.

“Oh? You have dragons above you…?”

He bent down, leaned closer to Marcus, meeting his gaze, his eyes turned into vertical pupils symbolizing Slaughter and Evil Qi, with cold Blood Evil Qi clinging stubbornly to Marcus.

“You need to know one thing; you may have dragons above you, but I don’t have any above me!”

A resounding flick cracked on Marcus’s head.

Finally, Marcus passed out with relief, a look of release on his face.

Gazing at the scene of his achievements, Lu Wenwu, still unsatisfied, turned his sight toward the Dragon Bone Celestial Tower standing at the mountain summit.

His eyes shimmered with excitement, the power within swelling dramatically.

“Dragon Bone Celestial Tower… Can you quench my thirst?”

With a quick step, the ground beneath Lu Wenwu shattered with startling cracks.

His body leaped high, crashing down at the entrance of the Dragon Bone Celestial Tower.

Raising his head, he looked up; the translucent bone tower, at least a hundred meters in diameter, extended beyond what sight could reach, seemingly capable of reaching the heavens.

Lu Wenwu placed his hand on the dragon claw-marked Magic Array, activating the Bloodline Power within.

Soon after, he felt his activated Bloodline Power being scanned by a certain force.

“Buzz!”

The jade-like Dragon Bone Celestial Tower seemed to tremble violently for a moment.

The dragon claw-shaped Magic Array at the center in front of him changed colors, releasing multi-colored halos, swirling like a cloud, rolling incessantly.

Whether it was the Dragon Bone Celestial Tower being amazed or due to exceeding the original data bank causing the intelligent system to freeze.

In any case, after a full three-minute wait, a series of glowing dragon texts appeared beside the Magic Array.

[True Name of Giant Dragon: Invincible Tyrannosaurus War God]

[Bloodline Species: Unknown Dragon Species]

[Bloodline Level: Ancient]

[Age: #@!￥@%]

[Life Progress: %##…%)]

[Best Achievement: Not Participated]

[Current Achievement: Not Started]

Lu Wenwu: “?”

What’s this, did the Dragon Bone Celestial Tower CPU overheat?

How can there be garbled text?

Gazing at the items displaying a bunch of garbled text, Lu Wenwu slowly typed out a question mark.

This thing left by the Dragon God… isn’t very reliable, is it?

While Lu Wenwu was contemplating, the entire Dragon Bone Celestial Tower trembled violently again, its shaking visible to the naked eye.

The two garbled items swirled like water ripples, alternating between bright dragon text.

Finally, when the Dragon Bone Celestial Tower calmed down, the two rows filled with garbled text stabilized, transforming into readable text.

Scanning the results given, Lu Wenwu’s face turned strange in an instant.

[Age: Less than a hundred years]

[Life Progress: Dragon Egg]

What is this? Am I not even born yet?

Lu Wenwu looked bewildered.