2094

 Chapter 2094: You Don't Have the Right to Know These Things

In the starry sky, numerous massive elemental dragons were roaring, manipulating laws and unleashing endless attacks.

Gale winds, raging fires, thunderbolts, and frigid ice.

Various elemental laws exploded, causing the starry sky to rumble incessantly, nearly engulfing billions of light-years of star regions.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment of elemental laws, the Insect Race was also desperately fighting back.

The Insect Race's appearance was extremely ugly, but their attacks were incredibly powerful.

One after another, equally huge insects spat green mucus from their mouths, which transformed into sharp arrows shooting towards the Dragon Race.

The elemental dragons seemed somewhat wary of the mucus, constantly dodging.

The battle covered an extremely large area, with no small number of elemental dragons, exceeding ten thousand.

Each one was a high-level Divine Venerable, with many at the peak Divine Venerable level.

Although the Insect Race's individual strength was weaker, their numbers were even greater, far exceeding the Dragon Race.

The battle between the two sides was evenly matched, with no clear winner for the time being.

"The Dragon Race is indeed very strong!" Lin Moyu admired this battle, at this moment becoming a spectator.

The human race also had over ten thousand Divine Venerables, but over ten thousand high-level Divine Venerables already surpassed the human race.

High-level Divine Venerables weren't common, not something you could just produce at will.

Moreover, Lin Moyu clearly understood the internal structure of the Dragon Race. The Dragon Race had a pyramid structure, with elemental dragons being the weakest members.

Recalling the Dragon Race he had encountered in the instance before, he had thought they were only at the Super Divine realm at the time.

Now thinking about it, that was just an insignificant avatar of theirs.

These before him were the true elemental dragons, all high-level Divine Venerable beings.

As for those Dragon Race members in the small world, they were just insignificant mixed-blood dragons.

According to Antares, those mixed-blood dragons didn't even belong to the Dragon Race, their bloodline diluted and polluted after who knows how many generations.

Elemental dragons were the lowest level of existence in the Dragon Race. Above them were holy dragons, and then true divine dragons.

The news he had seen before about the Dragon Race battling the Insect Race mentioned one divine dragon leading the team, accompanied by ten holy dragons and a hundred elemental dragons.

Now it seemed the scale of the battle had expanded a hundredfold, with over ten thousand elemental dragons. Holy dragons and divine dragons hadn't been seen yet, likely in the central area of the battlefield.

"To be able to fight the Dragon Race to this extent, the Insect Race's strength is undoubtedly formidable."

"Compared to the Dragon Race, there's even less information about the Insect Race. Where exactly did the Insect Race come from?"

"Why doesn't the Dragon Race care at all about the destruction of the Great World, yet they care so much about their clansmen being insulted?"

"The battle between the two races has continued for so many years. I wonder what the final outcome will be. Right now, it seems the Dragon Race doesn't have the upper hand."

Just as Lin Moyu was spectating, suddenly an elemental dragon discovered him.

That frost dragon covered in ice flew towards Lin Moyu, opening its mouth to directly breathe out icy dragon breath at him.

Lin Moyu reacted extremely quickly, spreading his Wings of the Undead to swiftly retreat while simultaneously breaking the soul lock.

The frost dragon pursued relentlessly, clearly not intending to let Lin Moyu go.

It flapped its dragon wings, moving extremely fast, no slower than Lin Moyu.

With space sealed off, Lin Moyu temporarily couldn't use space laws and could only rely on the Wings of the Undead to dodge.

At the same time, he asked, "Why are you attacking me?"

The frost dragon's voice carried anger, "You are an enemy of the Dragon Race, you must die!"

Lin Moyu thought for a moment and understood why. It was because he had killed many dragons before.

The Dragon Race had a special characteristic - if someone killed them, their aura would cling to the killer.

Only the Dragon Race could see this aura, and it wouldn't disappear even after thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Although the dragons in the small world were mixed-blood dragons separated by who knows how many generations, this characteristic of the Dragon Race was still inherited.

Back then, it was because of this that he was hunted by those mixed-blood dragons.

He didn't expect that even in the Great World, he would still be hunted because of this.

Lin Moyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Because of Antares, he didn't want to directly fight these dragons.

After all, these were elemental dragons, already formal members of the Dragon Race. Killing them was different from killing mixed-blood dragons.

Killing mixed-blood dragons didn't have much impact, but if he killed true Dragon Race members, the Dragon Race would likely attack en masse.

Their attitude towards the Insect Race showed what the Dragon Race's attitude towards outsiders was like.

Lin Moyu wasn't afraid, but if he really had to kill, he wanted to wait until Antares came out to kill together.

Lin Moyu said, "Can we stop and talk properly?"

The frost dragon didn't speak, continuing to chase and kill Lin Moyu.

Countless icy arrows formed from the frost shot through space like raindrops towards Lin Moyu.

This attitude clearly showed it wanted to kill Lin Moyu. If there was anything to say, it would be said after killing him.

But how could they talk after he was dead?

Lin Moyu's anger gradually rose. The other's realm was only high-level Divine Venerable, about Divine Venerable rank 7 if calculated carefully. If he wanted to kill it, it would take just a second.

But after careful consideration, thinking of Antares and the dragon god he had briefly met before, Lin Moyu still held back.

After some thought, he had an idea. A dragon's roar suddenly sounded from within his body.

Then, an illusory nine-colored divine dragon appeared above his head, roaring at the frost dragon.

He had summoned the nine-colored dragon soul crystal. The dragon soul crystal was a supreme treasure of the Dragon Race.

If an outsider could obtain a dragon soul crystal, it meant they had gained the approval of the Dragon Race's upper echelons.

Being able to obtain a five-colored dragon soul crystal already meant being a friend of the Dragon Race. Obtaining a seven-colored one represented an extremely close relationship with the Dragon Race.

In human history, those who could obtain dragon soul crystals could be counted on one hand.

Someone like Lin Moyu possessing a nine-colored dragon soul crystal was absolutely impossible.

Even the Heavenly Venerables of ancient times couldn't obtain a nine-colored dragon soul crystal.

The implications were self-evident.

When the nine-colored dragon soul crystal appeared, the frost dragon immediately stopped, standing dumbfounded in space.

Lin Moyu also stopped. Man and dragon were separated by ten thousand miles, staring at each other.

The frost dragon finally spoke, "How do you have a nine-colored dragon soul crystal?"

The voice was crisp, actually female, oh no, female dragon.

Antares had said before that genders in the Dragon Race were referred to as male and female dragons.

And he had also said that some female dragons in the Dragon Race could be terrifying when they went berserk.

At the time he had complained a lot, even talking about his romantic history.

But afterwards Antares firmly denied saying those things, insisting Lin Moyu had misheard.

Lin Moyu finally experienced what a berserk female dragon was like. This frost dragon just now was almost in a berserk state.

Perhaps she was too excited from fighting the Insect Race and somewhat lost control.

Lin Moyu said, "The dragon god gave it to me."

The dragon soul crystal was indeed given by the dragon god. The dragon god had given a seven-colored one, which Antares forcibly upgraded to nine colors.

The Dragon Race never gave out nine-colored dragon soul crystals to outsiders. Antares naturally knew this, but the frost dragon before him might not necessarily know.

Lin Moyu was betting she didn't know. After all, she was at the bottom level of the Dragon Race, how would she know about matters of the upper echelons?

The frost dragon indeed didn't know that the Dragon Race never gave out nine-colored dragon soul crystals.

She muttered, "What relationship do you have with the dragon god?"

Lin Moyu looked at her and snorted lightly, narrowing his eyes at the female dragon before him, "You don't have the right to know these things."

"You!" The female dragon was furious but didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Then do I have the right to know?"