Chapter 358 Jormungandr (6000, Second Update, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

So-called curses, in a sense, can also be understood as negative attention.

Their essence is a kind of curse and resentment formed by mental power.

However, not all curses are the same - the curses of innocent victims, those who died in duels, those who died in wars, and even the curses of employees who died suddenly from 996 (brutal work schedule) "blessings," those who were forced to stay at home for more than ten days for some reason, are all completely different.

For Su Zhou, these different curses are as distinct as sweet soy milk, salty soy milk, meat zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and egg yolk zongzi. Although they are all soy milk and zongzi, they are so different.

To say something hurtful—the weak are not worthy of too many curses. People's hatred and resentment are mostly placed on conspicuous strong individuals, and few people will genuinely resent those who are weaker than themselves.

Curses are the method Su Zhou uses to find Dragon Ball holders.

Although there may be lucky individuals who accidentally obtain a Dragon Ball, even if they are lucky, if they hold the Dragon Ball long enough, no matter what they were like before, they will always become true powerhouses.

And powerhouses, especially those who hold such a hot potato as the Dragon Ball, as long as they live long enough, will naturally become the vortex of events, attracting attention from countless people, or being hated by countless people—the mere jealousy of this luck is enough to fester into a curse, and this kind of curse, in Su Zhou's eyes, tastes like pickled cabbage noodles.

By the way, the curse brought by killing intent tastes like spicy beef noodles.

Of course, even Su Zhou cannot distinguish whether the other party holds a Dragon Ball when the Dragon Balls interfere with each other. However, with such a huge amount of curses on him, even if the other party is not a competitor in the ritual, they must be a tricky existence, worthy of his personal action to test them.

At the same time, by the river, a middle-aged man with short white hair was draped in an invisible cloak, floating on the river full of ice and snow debris. There was no aura emanating from his body, and his spiritual power fluctuations were integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, as if he did not exist in this world at all.

This was a technique that the man had honed in the battlefield and bounty hunter career over the past few decades... in the southern jungle, fighting a guerrilla war with elves for more than ten years. If he could not master the rhythm of nature better than those pointy-eared people, the result would only be a head hanging on a tree.

"This is the target area."

The white-haired bounty hunter moved along the river, remaining motionless himself. He looked far away at the area where a strong explosion had previously occurred, and then began to estimate the destructive power of the opponent's attack, as well as their own strength.

"Not Shenlong (divine dragon) taking action, it's the summoner himself... very strong fire attribute, it's a sun-related magic dragon."

"Shooting from a high position, can fly... well, dragons usually fly, but snakes are different. They are difficult for me to deal with."

"Strength... not strong, only Elite peak, not yet near-god... but the destructive power of this attack is enough to hurt me."

With just one glance, he used his rich experience to deduce a large amount of data about the attacker. As for the attacked, he could only see that they ran very fast, were very cautious, and did not leave any traces.

The strength of the divine dragon that the Dragon Ball once summoned, if it is a complete body, is basically above the near-god level, and is the power of a true god and main god. However, after all, the Dragon Ball does not summon a complete body. Generally speaking, the peak of the near-god level is the limit, and it is impossible for a stronger existence to appear.

In this world where the gods and dragons have left for thousands of years, only the miracles of the Ancestral Dragon and the various relics they left behind can prove the truth of their legends.

The bounty hunter was not interested in gods and dragons, but he had a reason to succeed and make a wish to the Ancestral Dragon.

"Hmm?"

However, just as the bounty hunter who had finished observing was preparing to continue moving along the river's flow away from this area, he suddenly turned his head and looked vigilantly behind him.

Then, he saw Su Zhou descending from the sky without any concealment, landing on the river behind him.

In an instant, the strong wind blew away all the surrounding snow. On the Kobol River, which was mostly frozen, a perfect circle of water without any ice or snow suddenly appeared, and a pair of vertical pupils without any malice locked onto the bounty hunter who should not have been discovered by anyone.

"Interesting. The curses on you are mostly the curses left by your enemies before they died, clear and distinct, without any haze—were you a soldier before? And the rest are actually you cursing yourself?"

Speaking to himself, the young man walked slowly towards the other party with interest, "It's wonderful. You actually have the power of vows left by the people you killed on you? The people you killed don't curse you, but bless you, but you curse yourself..."

--It's a dragon!

Even though his hidden secrets were exposed in one sentence, the bounty hunter's tenacious mind did not waver in the slightest. The moment Su Zhou walked towards him, the old soldier immediately realized that although the other party was in human form, his essence was a true dragon-snake—this was a divine dragon who had hidden his true form and was acting in a human posture!

"Move!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately gave the order, and as vast magical power surged from the Dragon Ball in the bounty hunter's arms, a dim, gray-black divine light suddenly lit up in the wide Kobol River—in the next instant, as if some behemoth was rising from the riverbed, huge waves mixed with ice fragments slammed fiercely towards both sides of the river channel, and a pitch-black, thick, and long tail, more than eight hundred meters long and nearly a hundred meters wide, lashed fiercely at Su Zhou with the power to truly 'overturn rivers and seas'!

Nearly a hundred meters thick, plus a length of more than eight hundred meters just for the tail, this kind of behemoth suddenly materialized from nothingness and lashed towards Su Zhou. From a visual point of view alone, it was like black clouds pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, like the sky was falling. Even without any spiritual energy blessing, this tail swing could collapse a city wall.

And this was exactly the purpose of Su Zhou's descent—facing such a terrifying blow, his Zhou Shen Lan armor surged wildly, and thousands of Lan seeds flew out from the young man's body like fireflies, and then formed a giant hand of mad wind in front of him—it was like the titan Atlas, directly blocking in front of the giant snake's tail swing.

Boom! Instantly, the air exploded, and a roar far surpassing thunder once again resounded in this area. And this time, the aftermath alone was far more terrifying than the previous arrow strike from afar. A visible semi-transparent shock wave spread from the collision point between Su Zhou's giant hand of mad wind and the giant snake's tail swing in all directions.

However, it was obvious that the giant snake was superior in terms of brute force—Su Zhou's giant hand of mad wind firmly blocked the other party's tail swing, but the structure of the Lan seeds collapsed, and the giant hand of wind gradually disintegrated and dissipated into a sky full of wind.

And at this moment, a gunshot rang out. Just as Su Zhou blocked the giant snake's tail swing, the bounty hunter had already taken out his special magic gun from his arms. He held the gun tightly, and cyan-black magic power turned into lightning-like light, and began to endlessly fill the gun's chamber.

Instantly, ink-like thunder light was condensed into an almost solid bullet. Enough magic power to destroy a block was compressed into a bullet, and the hunter's index finger decisively pressed the trigger.

In the next instant, thunder roared, and a bullet that was enough to pierce a divine dragon's scales and hunt giant dragons bombarded towards Su Zhou's head.

Even with Su Zhou's dynamic vision, he could not capture the speed of this bullet. However, although the bullet was fast, the bounty hunter's movements as a commander-level individual had not exceeded Su Zhou's reaction speed limit. So, at the moment when the giant hand of wind collapsed, the young man slightly tilted his body, dodging this powerful dragon-hunting bullet by a hair's breadth—the rapidly passing bullet flew over tens of thousands of meters, hit a small hill in the distance, and the exploding thunder light instantly spread, directly enveloping that area, turning it into a thunderous purgatory with lava crisscrossing.

Anyone with a toe to think with knew that being hit would definitely not be good.

But just like they had practiced countless times together, just when Su Zhou was distracted by the bounty hunter's attack, the Kobol River once again set off huge waves. For a time, the entire bottom of the great river could be seen, all of which were winding and swirling snake bodies. Then, a huge, unparalleled snake head, almost like an island in the river, emerged from the river. It opened its giant mouth, which was enough to swallow a castle, and spewed out ink-like black poisonous mist towards Su Zhou!

"So huge, and with poisonous mist—Jormungandr (World Serpent)!"

And this was exactly Su Zhou's purpose—laughing loudly in Chinese, Su Zhou didn't even try to touch the poisonous mist. Even though he had a perfect body that was immune to toxins, it was still the case. Facing the joint attack of the bounty hunter and the giant snake, Su Zhou's arm muscles bulged, and azure lightning turned into yin lightning and wrapped around his long spear. Then, he threw his World Tree Spear with great force.

Like a cyan-green lightning bolt, the throwing spear forged from the branches of the World Tree, directly spiritualized under Su Zhou's power and disappeared into the material world. It directly passed through all obstacles, and then, when it was about to come into contact with the giant snake's body, it immediately materialized from nothingness, carrying incomparably scorching spiritual power and lightning, and pierced into the giant snake's body.

"Roar aaaaaa—Odin!?"

In an instant, even the seemingly ferocious and irrational monster, when bombarded by Su Zhou's yin-lightning-enhanced throwing spear, let out a roar mixed with hatred and pain.

The true form was the giant serpent 'Jormungandr' in Norse mythology, which was enough to wrap around the world. The part of the dragon-snake's body that was hit by the spear was suddenly blasted out by the violent lightning that erupted, creating a huge blood hole with a radius of more than twenty meters.

And in the next second, as the shattered flesh and blood fragments scattered like magical light debris, Su Zhou recalled his World Tree Spear—and this process was also not very pleasant.

Jormungandr, summoned in an incomplete posture, had the strength of the peak of the commander level. At this moment, it was injured by Su Zhou with a throwing spear similar to that of the Norse mythology's main god 'Odin', whose 'Gungnir' was also made from the branches of the World Tree. It immediately aroused memories of being suppressed and sealed by Odin in the past, and erupted with unimaginable anger.

In an instant, the Kobol River where Jormungandr lived began to boil. Sections of protruding snake bodies emerged from the water, stirring up huge waves. For a time, it seemed that the entire heaven and earth were trembling. A huge beast, whose total length of exposed body alone exceeded a thousand meters, appeared between heaven and earth. Its pair of vertical pupils, larger than houses, stared at Su Zhou.

Then, it directly swung its head and smashed it towards Su Zhou!

Jormungandr's head, which was comparable to a small mountain, smashed down. If it landed in a city, the shockwave would be enough to blow away half the city. Even if it fell into the wilderness, it would directly blow away tens of millions of tons of river water, smash through the riverbed, causing ice rain to fly all over the sky, and the surging Kobol River was almost cut off.

But its attack did not hit Su Zhou. At this time, the young man had come into the air. He saw that the wound on Jormungandr's body was rapidly regenerating. In just a few breaths, the huge circular pit with a diameter of more than forty meters was restored to its original state.

In fact, for a behemoth like Jormungandr, such a large wound was nothing more than being bitten by a mosquito.

"Brute force is stronger than I imagined. Even if the Water God is several times stronger, he is not as powerful as it."

While Jormungandr pulled its head out of the riverbed and shook its head, Su Zhou was also analyzing the other party's abilities and state: "I haven't found any special abilities yet, except for the legendary venom that can poison Thor... but hiding is not difficult."

"It doesn't seem to have reason or intelligence? That's right, Jormungandr is not a smart or intelligent guy in myths and legends—but I remember it holds grudges."

It seemed like just a rash move, but Su Zhou had already thought it through carefully—since he had to collect information anyway, why not just do it? Sometimes, leaking some non-critical information can mislead the enemy.

Just like Jormungandr, who was staring at him from afar now, even if it was a pure monster without much reason, it concentrated its gaze on the long spear in his hand, full of vigilance and fear. It must have connected the World Tree Spear with Odin's divine spear Gungnir. If anyone thought that he, Su Zhou, was good at throwing spears, that would be great.

However, what attracted Su Zhou's attention even more than this giant snake was the white-haired man who was standing on a section of the snake's body.

Originally, Jormungandr had suffered a small loss at Su Zhou's hands and was preparing to vent its power wildly to destroy the surroundings in order to vent its anger. However, this man, whose age could not be discerned, only rebuked it a few times, and forcibly suppressed the giant snake's violent ferocity, preventing it from continuing to chase Su Zhou and exposing more of its power.

At this time, the bounty hunter also saw Su Zhou's purpose: "This guy just wants to determine what kind of dragon-snake I summoned—as for the weapon in his hand... the summoner behind him can actually replicate the power of weapons from other worlds?"

He couldn't be sure, but assuming that the other party could, then it was no wonder that the enemy would deliberately provoke trouble like this to collect information—as long as they knew the corresponding dragon-snake abilities and created weapons to restrain them, they could gain an advantage no matter who they were fighting against.

Information was the trump card. Knowing the enemy's situation was equivalent to winning half the battle. With such a surprise attack by the other party, he had been forced to reveal several trump cards, while the other party had only revealed a few simple moves. It was a huge loss.

And if he was losing money, he had to stop the loss in time.

"Go!"

Along with the bounty hunter's scolding, the giant snake Jormungandr glared at Su Zhou in the high sky with hatred, then turned into spiritual energy again and disappeared.

The middle-aged hunter also put on his invisibility cloak again, and before hiding, he also stared at Su Zhou, preparing to leave the battle like this—now was far from the time for a decisive battle, especially since not far away, there were already many scattered auras of transcendent individuals appearing, and from the direction of Maya City, there was even the aura of a near-god powerhouse appearing.

But Su Zhou was not like the bounty hunter. He had a very good mentality, and even had the mind to friendly remind the other party with soul communication: "You, who have strange curses, your mind is indeed terribly tenacious, but continuing to forcibly suppress Jormungandr's will with your soul will only lead to it assimilating you in the end, and becoming a monster who only knows how to kill and devour—let's make a deal. I'll help you fulfill any wish you have, can you give me the Dragon Ball?"

"...Interesting divine dragon, but my wish is something you shouldn't be able to achieve."

After running over to attack him, and then speaking so kindly, even the bounty hunter couldn't help but remain silent for a moment. But then, he shook his head and responded: "As for monsters... there are too many people in this world who want to be monsters but can't. There are too many things that humans can't do. Just like me, an ordinary hyena, without the Dragon Ball, how could I have this strength, and how could I see the vastness of this world, see the starry sky, the sea, and the mountains, and this snowy scenery..."

"Too many things are impossible for people to do. If becoming a monster can solve this problem, then why insist on being a human?"

On the surface, he was answering Su Zhou's words, but in reality, along with a burst of rapid spatial fluctuations, the white-haired man used a teleportation scroll to leave this area the moment he became invisible—and before leaving, he also threw a smoke bomb under his feet that could clear the aura, in case Su Zhou chased after him by scent.

"As expected, it's useless to talk nicely. There's no way to exchange it for other benefits."

In response, Su Zhou, who had no intention of chasing, turned around, flew into the clouds, and prepared to leave. On the way, he shook his head slightly: "Wanting to rely on negotiating conditions to get others to give up the Dragon Ball is almost impossible... Wishing is something, especially a wish that has proven its ability, is enough to drive people crazy."

"Fortunately, this Jormungandr was summoned by the Dragon Ball and is not strong enough, otherwise who knows how big a Overlord-level, or even an Immortal-level giant snake would be—this is only commander level and it's already over a thousand meters long. Could this guy really wrap around the earth at the beginning?"

With this thought in mind, Su Zhou returned to the clouds and left this area with Aula.

Soon, the area where Su Zhou and the Jormungandr summoning team fought was discovered by other transcendent individuals who were searching in the middle of the night. Seeing the river channel that had not yet recovered and the surrounding land that had been shaken into mud and dyed black with poison, they didn't even dare to take a cold breath and turned around and left.

And in the crowd, several particularly mysterious people also glanced at it from a distance, and then turned and left... Compared with the traces left by the battle between the two later people, the strength exposed by the first two was really not worth worrying about. The only thing to be wary of was the divine dragon they summoned.

In the Dragon Ball War, although the power of the divine dragon is the top priority, if the summoner themselves are too weak, it is an incurable flaw. Therefore, in order to make up for this weakness, some summoned dragon-snakes will deliberately cultivate their summoners.

Even for some powerful divine dragons, all of this is just a game, but who plays a game without a competitive spirit?

After all the mysterious people left, the official team from the Northern Lands finally arrived late.

The power armor warriors directly under the lord of Maya City, those elite combat professionals who were encased in fully sealed tin cans, were the only transcendent individuals who dared to approach the area that had been invaded by the giant snake's poison. They carefully checked the various traces left at the battle site, and deduced the battle process and corresponding abilities of both sides.

"It's the Zhuzhou (Candle Dragon), and the traces of the battle of another divine dragon."

Soon, the result was obtained. The leading warrior had a serious expression: "They only fought for less than three rounds, and then left separately. It seems to be just a simple mutual probing."

"The weapons used were the latest model of energy burst carbine and some kind of throwing spear, which were used by the summoner of the huge unknown divine dragon, and Zhuzhou (Candle Dragon) himself."

The information was very detailed, and could even be said to be very rich. They even collected a portion of Jormungandr's venom, preparing to take it back for research.

But, they didn't expect that Su Zhou deliberately left information to mislead them. As for Jormungandr... even if they knew all its abilities, with that size alone, the giant snake was a well-deserved terrifying existence among the commander level.

"Record all these traces and information in photos, and then level this place."

Finally, the power armor warrior who was investigating the scene gave such an order, and everyone responded in unison, and began to guide river water and flames, as well as various transcendent methods, to destroy the traces left on this battlefield.

Before long, the corresponding complete investigation information appeared in the hands of the rather anxious lord of Maya.

"They've already started fighting? Two battles between Dragon Ball holders have occurred in just two hours... Damn it, I should have been one of them!"

After reading it, the lord put down the report in his hand. At this time, his face was full of gloom.

But soon, he returned to the secret room and sent the detailed report he had obtained to the existence on the other side of the mercury mirror.

[Not bad, very detailed. The Maya family is still very capable. The divine dragon is indeed difficult to predict. You don't need to blame yourself too much. Just leave the Dragon Ball to him for now.]

Satisfied replies came from the other side of the mirror: [He can't escape.]

In response, the Lord of Maya said nothing.

The place where the other side of the mercury mirror was located, in the dark shadows.

"Gorgon, Jormungandr, Zhuzhou (Candle Dragon)."

On the wall, he carved out names one by one with his fingers, and stone debris fell like chalk dust.

The owner of the fingers lazily put down his hand. He stared at the wall, and his deep vertical pupils swept over the names on it one by one.

Like a hunter staring at his prey.

The next day, a team from the Church of the Ancestral Dragon visited the Lord's Mansion in Maya.

Seeking monthly tickets~