From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

"King, the ceremony is in progress now. You may be assassinated at any time."

The descendant of God in Nathanweili spoke. He possessed an extremely strong body and could control the element of thunder to a certain extent. His human form was beautiful, like a classical sculpture.

"If my death can end the ritual, seal the island, and stop Belmos and other outsiders, I will immediately let you go away, and then wait for the challenger holding the golden branch to arrive alone. But the end of the ritual cannot stop them. The bad weather and ocean currents cannot threaten the two steel monsters. Even if they are not flying in the sky, their aircraft carriers are indeed despairing. The sacred tree can create aliens. In the words of my grandfather, it is a crime to possess a treasure. We choose to fight to the end, and we cannot give up any hope."

As soon as he finished speaking, King Nathan's figure and the whirlpool disappeared together.

"Since the king has made the decision, we should support it unconditionally."

In the corner of the hall, Qu Tong with pink hair said.

"You have no right to speak here. We didn't take action because the king was kind enough to take you in." The light magician growled. The other party abandoned a huge industry called Yaoxing Society and came back with them. Anyone could see that there was something wrong.

……

Southern part of the island.

The conflict continued day after day.

In the "town" where containers were piled up, two aliens were fighting to the point of life and death. A woman in single clothes walked out of the whirlpool not far away.

"Is this paradise?" King Nathan looked around the land he had never set foot on. "I hope you are satisfied with my appointment."

The two strangers were ready to make a move. The king was not bad looking, especially his blue eyes, which were as bright as gems.

"Don't disturb my guests."

On the container, the purple-haired man spoke.

The two strangers turned and left.

"I cannot be a guest on this island," King Nathan asked. "I am here, where is your answer?"

Hanging upside down with his hands in his pockets, his strength at the peak of the fourth realm meant that he didn't need to be wary of anyone.

"Fight Behemoth with you? Why? I don't remember being a convert. What I want to see most is chaos. Now Nathan will face the biggest chaos in history. What a great opportunity! No matter how fierce the fight is on the stage, there must be audiences like me to support it."

"Chaos?" King Nathan shook his head and said bluntly and coldly, "I only see hesitation in you."

Silence came suddenly.

The frivolous smile on the hanging face disappeared.

He came behind King Nathan at a speed beyond the limit of the naked eye. A small knife fell from his suit pocket into his palm, and the sharp blade cut the skin on the other's neck.

"I'm curious what would happen if I killed you."

"I couldn't ask for more." King Nathan answered sincerely.

The two were enveloped by the whirlpool, and in a blink of an eye they were in a thick fog. A towering ancient tree stood in front of them.

"Go break off a golden branch and then chop off my head," King Nathan said, "so you know what will happen if you kill me. The king has the ability to sense the entire island, which is perfect for the audience."

He hung upside down, put away the knife, put his hands in his pockets, and could not help coughing a few times. When he took a few steps closer to look at the sacred tree, a suffocatingly rich vitality rushed into his mouth and nose. Since he reached the end of the four realms, it was the first time that he was embarrassed by an object.

"I heard that the golden branch has been broken. If you are tired of living, you can wait for the assassin." King Nathan rubbed his forehead, still maintaining sincerity, "I don't want to die. Whether as a king or a person, few people are willing to die casually, but everything is nothing compared to the invasion of outsiders. There were indeed kings with great power in the past, but I am not. Apart from the privileges granted by the sacred tree, I am just an ordinary person. You are different. I can feel that you are very powerful and more suitable to be the king at this time."

"Will Nathanwei agree to kill you?"

"They are only loyal to the king, not to me. Everything in Nathan belongs to the sacred tree, not the king. The royal power here is just a derivative of the divine power. I think you can understand what I mean."

Daodiao laughed softly when he heard this. "If I kill you and then offer the sacred tree to Behemoth, my crimes will probably be forgiven, and I won't have to confront the hero anymore."

"As I said before, let's get started," said King Nathan.

"What is a king?" Daodiao realized the key to the problem.

"Becoming a king can bring you special privileges, and you will also inherit the will of all the kings and guards over the past thousand years. This will is as huge as the ocean outside the island. It will drive you to keep Nathan and the sacred tree going at all costs."

"So that's what it is, pathetic puppet." Daodiao shook his head and sneered.

"Sad? I don't think so." King Nathan smiled rarely. "We were just chosen for this way of life. I have no regrets about it. Including me, if the king and guards hesitate for a moment, they can escape from the embrace of the sacred tree. If I am willing to give up my mission, I can even withdraw from this ceremony unscathed. The consciousness of thousands of years has indeed affected us, but we are not without a choice."

King Nathan prayed devoutly, "You don't understand how happy a person is when he has an extremely clear path, understands the meaning and direction of life, knows what he wants most and why he lives. We have almost the same happiness as those who have a complete self. This is the gift of the sacred tree. It satisfies the spiritual needs of us poor people with insufficient endowments. Compared with such a sweet dream, death is not worth mentioning at all."

After a long silence, Daodiao realized that King Nathan was a complete fanatic.

"I will only fight for myself, send me back."

……

At the same time, deep in the forest.

A little giant over two meters tall sat cross-legged on a stone, staring intently at the chessboard in front of him.

"Alas, we are both terrible at chess."

Said the sloppy bald man opposite.

"You are my only friend on the island, so what if you are not good at chess?" the little giant replied coldly.

Suddenly, the leaves in the forest rustled and several figures walked out.

"Master Ruan Feng, we are here to pick you up."

A blue light suddenly rose around the person who spoke, and the automatic protective magic weapon entered the activation mode in response to the attack.

"I'm old. I didn't hear the name clearly. Please say it again."

The little giant stood up and walked towards the "guests" slowly. He flashed past the guy in front and chewed the blue light in his mouth.

The person who opened his mouth to speak fell to the ground and died. The magic weapon could not even last a second against the Saint Thief of the Eight Wonders.

The rest of them all perked up. They were Qu Tong's strongest personal guards with powerful combat capability. They always looked down upon the famous people in Jianghu. But Ruan Feng was different. He was one of the thirty-six thieves back then and he lived until today.

"Everyone, fight hard. This guy is equivalent to a celestial being. But we have a treasure left by our brother Ma. If anyone dares to run, I will kill him first."

(End of this chapter)