Chapter 511: Primordius Dragon (1/2)

GDK 511: Primordius Dragon

The depths of the Dark Forest was towered by with ancient trees of great heights, complementary to the fragrances of flowers and plants, streams, and hills. It was a beautiful scene overflowing with vitality.

Rare, unusual plants sprouted everywhere as far as the eye could see. Any one of them could demand a high price in town. A sound of explosions thundered through from the depths of the forest. It was as though the sky had fallen.

As Han Shuo ventured deeper, he discovered that countless complex and mysterious boundaries had been deployed. These magical boundaries were not lethal. They were purely meant to prevent outsiders from entering.

Spider web-like magical threads were arranged to form an enormous magical formation. This magical formation covered a large portion of the sky, producing waves of energy throughout the area, pushing any trespasser out.

Needless to say, this enormous magical formation was man-made. Whoever deployed this magical formation of tremendous coverage area likely did not do so with intentions of malice. The waves weren’t particularly fierce or turbulent, but fairly mild and slow.

Han Shuo, standing within the formation himself, only felt waves of great force surging against him. It was as though he was being pushed by a few hundred orcs all at once. The magnitude of the force was beyond Han Shuo’s imagination. Fortunately, Han Shuo was the strongest of the strong. His physical body constantly reforged by demonic arts throughout the years had fully proven itself to be valiant in this situation. Despite having tremendous forces pushing against his body, Han Shuo nonetheless pushed forward, inch by inch.

Surprisingly, in such a place, the range which Han Shuo’s consciousness could envelope was not as extensive as it could elsewhere. He could only faintly sense that there were movements around a few miles from him. All these only made Han Shuo more curious about what was in the depths of the Dark Forest. He was determined to find out about the situation there.

The force generated by the enormous spider web-shaped magical formation couldn’t intercept Han Shuo. By means of his sturdy and strong body and the wonderful abilities of demonic arts, Han Shuo advanced step by step towards the deepest point.

Suddenly, those powerful forces pushing against him just dissolved. It became clear to him that he had passed through the formation. He gazed into the distance as he marched onwards.

A greenish lake then entered Han Shuo’s sight. The lake resembled a huge piece of fine jade that had been cut perfectly levelled. It was clear, pure, and beautiful.

Han Shuo was awestruck. He did not expect to see such a vast lake in the depths of the Dark Forest. However, what baffled Han Shuo even more was that there were no fish or shrimp in the lake, not even seaweed. Very strange indeed.

When Han Shuo stepped forward, he found himself yet again astounded. Having just walked out from the puzzling magical formation, when he took another step, the gravity around him felt at least a tenfold heavier. Even regular walking required all the energy in him.

In such places of increased gravitational pull, duels are tipped in the favor of the person with the stronger physique. If a magus wanted to fly using a levitation spell, their mental strength would be consumed at a rate more than ten times greater than they ordinarily would. With these conditions in place even a sacred magus wouldn’t be able to hold his levitation for an extended periods.

The tenfold gravitational pull hadn’t, however, had much of a effect on Han Shuo. All he had to do was utilize the Art of Demonic Ninth Heavens and fly through, albeit at a slower speed than usual. He made his way bit by bit towards the emerald green lake.

Han Shuo still pushed through with ease. The increased gravity was more a nuisance than anything; Han Shuo merely had to exert more strength than usual.

A gale of wind gushed from afar as Han Shuo arrived at green lake. Before Han Shuo could react, a silvery greater dragon appeared from the top of the green lake. It seemed unaffected by the increased gravitational pull, maybe a sign that it was the one that had established the circumstances of the environment. It stood effortlessly with cold arrogance before Han Shuo.

“Return! You have no business in this realm,” demanded the silvery dragon.

It had a certain look in its eyes, full of this unswerving determination like nothing could deter it from what it had to do. He seemed very formidable and powerful.

“What might be in there? Pardon me, just a little curiosity,” Han Shuo inquired.

“It is of none of your concern human, now leave at once! I will not ask again,” he threatened, as his body hovered, twisting and turning above the green lake with pristine elegance. His words were filled with arrogance, like those of a noblemen’s.

Dragons had always been excessively haughty beings. They considered their own race to be supreme, the most noble and grandiose of all. Be it humans, elves, orcs, or any other race, all besides themselves would be treated as inferior. This behavior had existed since ancient times. Similar to how forest trolls were greedy beings and dark elves acted with a lewd behavior, these attributes were deeply-rooted in their subconsciousness.

Han Shuo, of course, did not shudder. Being in this realm, Han Shuo’s strength greatly surpassed the majority of greater dragons. He cracked a smirk and squinted at the silvery greater dragon until the black of his eyes were barely visible. In a somewhat unyielding tone, he said, “What if I insist on entering?”

“Just know that I can have you out by force if I so choose to,” the dragon snarled as his fist sized nostrils expanded and contracted.

He slithered his enormous body and summoned a hurricane. The hurricane swept Han Shuo off the ground and flung him away instantly.

The added burden from the increased gravitational pull was simply too much for a regular being to walk. The silvery greater dragon had concluded that Han Shuo was a magus using a levitation spell after seeing him hover above the green lake. From his many years of experience of guarding this place, no magus could ever resist the suction of his hurricane.

The silvery greater dragon closely inspected Han Shuo. In his eyes, Han Shuo was nothing more than a puppet waiting to be manipulated by the hurricane’s power. As the hurricane took shape, the silvery greater dragon could almost see Han Shuo helplessly fly out from the green lake and back to the spider web shaped magical formation.