Chapter 652 - 262: The Dragons Submit, Transcendent Skill, Another Mechanism Upgrade
Chapter 652: Chapter 262: The Dragons Submit, Transcendent Skill, Another Mechanism Upgrade
A dragon, leaning on a scepter carved from a branch of the World Tree, hobbled out.
He was far too old.
His golden Scale Armor had long lost its luster and was covered in dark spots. His skin was shriveled, clinging to his bones as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
There was no trace of spirit in his murky draconic eyes, only the deathly stillness and apathy left by the passage of time.
But this life, which seemed on the verge of being extinguished at any moment, exuded a supreme majesty that made all dragons bow in submission.
In his hand, he held a Bronze Bell no larger than his palm.
The bell was of an ancient, simple design. Carved on it were three small seal script characters, which were too far away to be seen clearly.
He was the current patriarch of the Caesar Clan, the one and only king of the Celestial Dragon’s Nest—Augustus Caesar.
Augustus’s murky gaze swept over the ten thousand prostrating dragons below, a flicker of natural satisfaction in his eyes.
’So what if the Caesar Family can’t cultivate the Word Spirit and didn’t inherit the combat prowess of the Ancestral Dragon Blood?’
’As long as the Dragon-Riding Bell is in my hand, I am still the supreme king under this sky!’
From beginning to end, he didn’t spare Lin Ye a single glance.
It was as if Lin Ye were nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust.
His gaze fell upon Regner and Liliana, who were kneeling on the ground not far away.
He spoke indifferently, his voice hoarse and ancient, yet it carried an undeniable command.
"The Inkshadow Clan. Annihilate the entire clan. Leave none alive."
"As for the mastermind, flay them, pull their tendons, and burn their bones as sky lanterns—a warning for a thousand years."
"And as for you, Regner." Augustus’s gaze turned to the struggling general. "You seem to have... an issue with my recent absence?"
Regner’s entire body stiffened. He buried his head even lower, a pained whimper escaping his throat.
"Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking."
Augustus sneered and gently shook the Dragon-Riding Bell in his hand.
DING—!
"AAAAAHHH—!!!"
Regner let out a bloodcurdling scream ten times more piercing than before!
Beneath his Scale Armor, it was as if countless small snakes were writhing, and streams of blood shot out!
His Claudius bloodline, his pride and joy, seemed to have transformed into the most vicious of curses at this moment, incinerating his soul and body from within!
Lin Ye was inwardly shaken.
’Just a single bell could make two such powerful individuals suffer so immensely.’
’It seems that in the world of this Dragon Race, bloodline is everything.’
’But that raises a question...’
’I and my minions are unaffected...’
’Does that mean the Status of my Ancient Dragon Blood is at least on par with the Caesar Clan’s, or perhaps... even higher?’
After a long time, Augustus finally stopped the punishment.
Regner was like a dead dog, sprawled on the ground without even the strength to twitch.
Augustus’s murky eyes slowly swept across the scene. Finally, a voice—cold and indifferent, yet filled with supreme majesty—rang out.
"As long as I, the King, do not die, you... will forever be mere subjects."
After speaking, he leaned on his scepter, his body stooped, and turned to return to his palace.
In his eyes, this farce was already over.
However, in the instant he turned, a figure appeared before him without any warning.
It was Lin Ye.
Augustus’s murky draconic eyes, for the very first time, properly looked at this "lowly human."
A trace of astonishment and confusion flashed in his eyes.
For him, who controlled everything in the Sun Palace, the faint draconic aura within Lin Ye’s body could not be hidden.
’If it’s a dragon...’
’It must submit to the Dragon-Riding Bell!’
’Why... why hasn’t he knelt? Why hasn’t he submitted? Why isn’t he paralyzed?!’
Before he could figure it out.
SQUELCH!
Augustus’s withered arm, the one holding the Dragon-Riding Bell, was severed at the shoulder!
Time seemed to stand still in that moment.
The severed arm, along with the Bronze Bell, traced an arc through the air before being caught firmly in Lin Ye’s hand.
"Ugh..."
Pain and shock caused Augustus to let out a short, stifled grunt.
He stared in disbelief at his empty right shoulder, then at the figure before him, who was bathed in draconic might.
In the distance, Liliana and Regner, who had just recovered from the excruciating pain, also saw this scene. Their pupils instantly constricted to pinpricks!
’This... this is impossible!’ Liliana screamed inwardly, her eyes filled with a horror and confusion a hundred times more intense than when she had witnessed the rebellion.
’The Dragon-Riding Bell... How could this human possibly... touch it?!’
Only a member of the Caesar Imperial Family, with even a trace of Ancestral Dragon Blood flowing in their veins, could touch and use the Dragon-Riding Bell!
This was the fundamental reason why she and Regner, no matter how deep their resentment or how great their power, could never resist!
They didn’t even have the right to touch the symbol of royal authority!
But now, a human...
Under the horrified gazes of every dragon, Lin Ye slowly raised the ancient Bronze Bell in his hand.
He held the ancient Bronze Bell.
Time seemed to stretch infinitely in that moment.
All the dragons, whether it was Regner and Liliana prostrate on the ground or the distant Shadow-Stealing Wings, stared at this scene as if they had seen a ghost.
The supreme symbol of the Dragon Race’s royal authority was now held in the hands of a human.
Lin Ye’s fingertips traced the cool patterns on the bell, his gaze falling upon the three ancient characters engraved on it.
"Rule the Myriad Dragons."
The characters were in small seal script.
Just like the Time-Suppressing Fragment he had obtained before, this script did not belong to any civilization of the Blue Star Realm.
Only he, with his memories of Earth from a past life, could recognize it at a glance.