Dragon Tamer-Chapter 883 - 887 White Marsh Crow

Chapter 883: Chapter 887 White Marsh Crow

Chapter 883 -887 White Marsh Crow

“Servant God’s Seal, huh?” Zhu Minglang began to ponder.

Mr. Jinli’s mention of the Servant God’s Seal should not be fabricated. It seems that the Black Phoenix lady indeed had entrusted a dream to him. As for those overly sensual scenes, they were probably caused by chaotic dreams and the Demon Heart, twisting what should have been a serious dream conversation.

“The Xuange God must have had some kind of contract with the previous God of Fuchen, which the Xuange God breached, and this breach may also be the catalyst that led to the death of the God of Fuchen,” Zhu Minglang calmly analyzed.

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This dream was a bit chaotic.

He had to find a Female Dream Master to help him decipher it, to distinguish which parts were the messages the Black Phoenix servant girl wanted to convey and which were caused by the Demon Heart.

People really should follow the right path; otherwise, even dreaming becomes so bizarre and thrilling.

“Caw, caw, caw!”

The White Marsh Crow finally escaped the mud and perched on a tree branch, calling out to Zhu Minglang with a tone full of resentment.

“Keep squawking and I’ll rip your tongue out!” Zhu Minglang cursed.

“Caw! Caw! Caw!” The White Marsh Crow continued to squawk, its calls filled with defiance.

Zhu Minglang was getting a bit angry.

It was one thing for this creature to disrupt his peaceful dreams, but to dare to squawk in front of him was another.

Even the thunderous tribulations dared not disturb his napping, yet this mere crow had the audacity to act so brazen!

“This thing, it brings misfortune,” Mr. Jinli, who had also been woken up, floated out and stared at the White Marsh Crow with its fishy eyes.

“Can my luck really be lowered by this wretched crow?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Not to that extent, but the crow’s cries are quite unique and can attract some ancient vicious beasts. For instance, those with four rows of bronze teeth in their mouths and bodies that shimmer with the green of bronze, like the Ancient Bronze Tyrant Dragon…”

“Mr. Jinli is truly knowledgeable. Knowing such detailed information about the Ancient Bronze Tyrant Dragon, like its four rows of bronze teeth, is impressive,” Zhu Minglang exclaimed in admiration.

“I just counted,” Mr. Jinli said.

Zhu Minglang then realized something and swiftly turned his head, only to discover that a large bronze beast had emerged from behind him in the muddy marsh, lifting a ferocious head. It opened its mouth, moving towards him in an extremely slow manner without stirring any airflow, intending to bite him directly.

And in its mouth were four rows of bronze crocodile teeth, clearly visible!

Zhu Minglang jumped in fright.

This creature didn’t emanate any aura at all.

Even his divine sense at such a level couldn’t detect it??

Was it because it belonged to the Bronze Dragon category??

Seeing that it had been discovered, the Tyrant Dragon no longer pretended and lunged out of the bottomless marsh. Its size was comparable to the Ancient Emperor Alligator, and it lacked any sign of vitality, resembling a huge machine emanating death rather than life. The Ancient Bronze body also didn’t exhibit a trace of energy, only carrying the aura of an ancient and buried carcass.

“This must be a Bone Dragon. It has refined those ancient bronze artifacts into part of its body. You need to let the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon deal with it,” Mr. Jinli suggested.

Zhu Minglang took refuge in a lone standing old tree, opened the Spirit Realm, and summoned the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon.

Mounting the neck of the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon, Zhu Minglang looked up again at the tranquil sky.

“Lightning Spirit Messenger, call back all the thunder deities!” Zhu Minglang shouted.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the silent sky suddenly erupted with thunder. He saw awe-inspiring serpent-shaped lightning ripping through the heavens, the terrifying force enough to create a dreadful void between earth and sky.

Soon, more divine punishments descended. The Thunder Emperor Purple dragon soared through the air, its scales absorbing countless heavenly lightning energies in that instant. It then dived towards the earth, transforming into a shaft of God’s Spear and charging into the marsh, and simultaneously, a horrifying scene appeared at its tail—

Countless thunderbolts converged at the tail of the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon, creating a funnel of lightning reminiscent of a Heavenly Court. The immense force was ultimately infused into the Thunder Emperor Purple Dragon’s body, like the God’s Spear striking the White Marsh Swamp, striking the Ancient Bronze Tyrant Dragon!!

The Ancient Bronze Tyrant Dragon was directly smashed to pieces under this godlike power, the ancient bronze artifacts scattered on the ground, the core bones of the Tyrant Dragon also pulverized to dust!

“Strange, has this guy been utterly destroyed, why can’t I collect souls for Pearl Brewing?” Zhu Minglang reached out, but the remains of the Ancient Bronze Tyrant Dragon were hollow.

“Look at this, it seems like there’s a treasure here,” Mr. Jinli flew over to the pile of scattered bronze fragments, landing beside a thumbsized piece of bronze that emitted a glowing blue light.

The Ancient Bronze Tyrant Dragon’s bronze had been shattered into tiny pieces, all covered with fine cracks, except for this intact piece the size of a thumb, which radiated a “I am a treasure” blue glow, indicating it was surely no ordinary item.

“What is this, something like the crystal of a mythical creature or strange dragon?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“Doesn’t seem like it. The fact that it cannot perform Soul Collecting Pearl Brewing implies it lacks a soul. What transformed it into such a ferocious monster was probably this small piece of Azure Bronze. This Azure Bronze looks more like a part of something else, holding some ancient primal force. Anyway, keep it for now. If we can find more similar items, we should be able to understand what this is,” Mr. Jinli explained.

“Alright, my bag’s already full of questionable artifacts, but it’s strange. Whenever I go to the market, someone always pays a high price for them. I guess it’s the same idea as collecting millennium-old antiques,” Zhu Minglang remarked.

“Caw!! Caw!! Caw!!!” Just then, the White Marsh Crow started to screech again. Its piercing, shrill cries carried far and wide.

Fearing Zhu Minglang, it stayed at a safe distance, but it was clearly reluctant to retreat.

“This thing is known as the White Marsh Death God, extremely ominous, you should not provoke it,” Mr. Jinli said.

“Heh, a broken crow that disturbs my sweet dreams, and yet it claims to be the White Marsh Death God. If I don’t pluck its tongue out today and strip off its feathers, I’ll write my godly name backwards!” Zhu Minglang snorted coldly.

Oddly enough, despite appearing to be an ordinary creature, the White Marsh Crow always maintained an exceptionally sleazy distance from Zhu Minglang.

He could see it from afar and hear its shrill, unpleasant cries, but catching it proved very difficult, as it would “whoosh” disappear the moment Zhu Minglang’s dragons made a move towards it!

It seemed ordinary, but in reality, it was a peculiar creature that not even gods could do anything about.

However, Zhu Minglang had become obsessed!

He must catch this White Marsh Crow!

The mighty Fuchen, even True Gods tremble in fear, yet you, a rotten crow from the forbidden land, think you can ascend to the heavens?

“Wa! Wa! Wa!!!”

The White Marsh Crow kept crying out.

Sure enough, another fierce beast appeared.

Zhu Minglang saw a large mass of chaotic and turbid air, moving slowly towards this place like a dense fog. Within the mist were pairs of heart-palpitating eyes, seemingly completely unaffected by the fog, staring intensely at him.

Zhu Minglang wanted to know what monster was hidden within this mass of fog, but when the mist finally drew close, he found nothing in it…

The fog continued to drift, but those pairs of eyes were still eerily staring at him, making one’s flesh crawl. Zhu Minglang did not know how to destroy it and could only observe quietly.

After a while, Zhu Minglang realized that these were fog eyes!

A chaotic fog filled with many eyes!!

Having no way to deal with this evil eye demon fog, Zhu Minglang had no choice but to retreat.

During the retreat, Zhu Minglang heard that Deadly Crow making mocking calls again, as if it was the ultimate winner of this struggle!

Although a god himself, there were things even Zhu Minglang, this god, could not handle; like the fog with eyes which kept staring, endlessly staring, as if they could hook away one’s soul, not knowing what their true form was, if anything was controlling them, or if it was just a weird meteorological phenomenon?

“Wa!! Wa!!! Wa!!!!!!!!”

The White Marsh Crow followed again.

Like a persistent ghost!

Zhu Minglang’s forehead was already bulging with veins!!

How could there be such an irritating crow in this world!!!

It felt to him like the foul language and slander thrown around by people, reaching his ears but unable to be punished because you can’t tell which scoundrel’s mouth they spilled from!

Flapping its wings, the White Marsh Crow landed on a branch of a dead tree.

Its eyes, as if possessing wisdom, conveyed emotions more complex than humans; there was mockery, jest, anger, and also disdain and arrogance!

Suddenly, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon hidden beneath this tree pounced out fiercely, biting towards the White Marsh Crow!

A hint of mockery flashed in the crow’s eyes.

It suddenly turned into a pitch-black feather and eerily disappeared from the spot.

On another dead branch, the real White Marsh Crow revealed itself.

Perfect illusion and stealth, this White Marsh Crow was indeed no ordinary creature. It was toying with the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon, even knowing well in advance that the dragon was lying in wait in the spot it intended to land.

“You won’t be able to catch it. The White Marsh Crow brings misfortune and doom. If you run into it, just accept your lot and don’t try to fight it. After a few setbacks, it will naturally go find someone else,” Mr. Jinli said.

“No, I’ve made a vow!” Zhu Minglang’s face turned blue.

“Don’t be so headstrong!” Mr. Jinli said.

“There must be some trick I haven’t discovered. It can’t be invincible; I am the invincible one!” Zhu Minglang said with righteous indignation.

“I’ve told you about this thing…” Mr. Jinli was speaking when suddenly a blob of white bird droppings fell from the sky, hitting right on his lustrous fish back.

Mr. Jinli suddenly stopped speaking, looked up, and saw the White Marsh Crow flying overhead. Clearly, this lump of white droppings came from the White Marsh Crow!

“Damn crow without an anus for eighteen generations, if I don’t chop you up, in my next life I’ll be reborn as your crow grandchild!!!” Mr. Jinli exploded in fury, cursing into the sky!

“It’s not that serious, Mr. Jinli,” Zhu Minglang thought the vow was a bit too intense, also wondering if Mr. Jinli had done something similar in his past life to end up as a koi that represents good fortune.

“What’s not serious? It’s either me or it! I am a Jinli, symbolizing good luck; it is a crow, portending misfortune. We are sworn enemies who cannot coexist under the same sky!!” Mr. Jinli roared thunderously, as if he would evolve into a Violent Carp Dragon the next second.