Long Mo tilted his head slightly. The night outlined his cold and sharp features. The tenderness that flashed across his eyes was unmistakable. He said in a gentle tone, "Don't be afraid. I'll protect you. He won't hurt you."
He stood there proudly. Under the blood - red sky, his blue robe and black hair fluttered in the wind, and his omnipresent domineering air was revealed.
"Who needs your protection..." Being protected so tenderly by another man, with such a gentle and doting tone and look, made Shu Yue feel uncomfortable all over.
Shu Yao had witnessed Long Mo's protection of Shu Yue from beginning to end. It seemed that she had sensed something.
This gentle interlude made Long Xiao feel left out. The gloomy twilight became even darker, as if covered with a layer of haze.
"Long Mo, you know me best. There's nothing I, Long Xiao, want but can't get," the perfect corner of his lips curled up slightly, showing just the right amount of coldness and wickedness. "Do you think you have the ability to stop me?"
Facing the other's imposing manner, Long Mo remained calm, yet his presence was intimidating without showing anger. "Then let's see if I do have this ability."
He looked back at Shu Yue. The confidence and determination on his face were obvious. Then he turned back, his voice firm. "No matter what, I'll spare no effort to protect him today. You'll never get close to him!"
Such a forceful declaration not only surprised Shu Yue but also stirred an indescribable feeling in his heart. It was the first time in his life that he heard someone say they would protect him regardless of everything.
But it was a man, and an extraordinary one at that.
"Tsk tsk. I didn't expect the Dragon King to have such emotions. As the King of the Flood Dragons, one shouldn't have feelings. So, you, Long Mo, are simply unworthy of being a wise monarch."
"Only the strong survive, and the weak perish. Whether one is worthy or not can only be determined by victory or defeat." Long Mo smiled arrogantly, showing his disdain and sarcasm towards Long Xiao from head to toe.
This look was as sharp as a needle. All the humiliations and bullying Long Xiao had suffered in the past suddenly flooded his mind like a nightmare.
As the black fog surrounded him, the haze in the night sky gradually enveloped the dark - red mist on the horizon, bit by bit, devouring everything with a ghostly aura...
Until a thunderclap flashed, like a silver snake cutting through the night. The handsome man in front of them spun around and transformed into a black flood dragon.
Such a gigantic flood dragon that seemed to be on a par with the sky was not only a first - time sight for Shu Yue, a mortal, but also for Shu Yao, a demon.
During his cultivation, he had heard from his elders that the dragon was the ruler of all things in the world, the leader of all scaly creatures, and a symbol of holiness and nobility. The flood dragon was the predecessor of the dragon. Once it endured the thunderstorm and the tribulation, it could soar into the sky and transform into a dragon after passing the test.
He had always wondered what the difference was between a flood dragon and a dragon. Now that he saw one, he found that it was indeed less imposing than a dragon.
This black flood dragon looked similar to a dragon. It was about three meters long and could stand upright into the clouds. Its body was several meters wide. However, its horns on the head were straight and short instead of crossed like a dragon's. Its tail was bare, no different from a snake's.
Even though it hadn't transformed into a dragon yet, this flood dragon was extremely imposing. It let out a long roar towards the sky, and the wind and clouds instantly changed.
Its bulging eyes were blood - red, full of a thirst for blood. The killing intent all over its body was extremely arrogant as it roared and provoked Long Mo.
Long Mo just sneered. When Long Xiao was about to attack, he spun around and transformed into a blue flood dragon.
Shu Yao opened his eyes in surprise. Seeing Long Mo transform into a flood dragon like Long Xiao, he immediately knew his true identity.
However, he never expected that Long Mo was a thousand - year - old flood dragon with a deep cultivation base, only one step away from transforming into a dragon.
No wonder he couldn't tell whether Long Mo was a demon or a celestial being. It turned out that he was a flood dragon on the verge of becoming a dragon.
Although they were both flood dragons, Long Mo had half an extra horn on his head, faintly standing there, as if it was a symbol of noble status and power.
Even Shu Yao couldn't help but admire. As expected of the King of the Flood Dragons, his might was overwhelming, comparable to that of heaven and earth. No matter how arrogant Long Xiao was, he couldn't withstand Long Mo's soul - stirring roar!
One black and one blue, the two flood dragons roared at each other to show their dominance and then quickly started a fierce battle like the wind.
Shu Yue only saw the black and blue colors intertwining in front of him. Their movements were so fast and changeable that he and Shu Yao couldn't tell who was winning or losing.
The wind and clouds changed, and the twilight was tinged with the color of blood. Another bolt of lightning split the sky like a sharp sword, making a deafening sound. The bright arc rushed down from the clouds all the way to the edge of the sky.
Above, lightning roared; below, flood dragons were entangled.
In the sky and on the ground, the two flood dragons were fighting fiercely, each declaring to heaven and earth who was the real king of the four seas!
After the wind and clouds had passed and the cold wind blew, a powerful roar ended their endless battle.
The wind blew the flying flowers. When everything returned to calm, Shu Yue and Shu Yao finally saw the situation in front of them.
Thankfully, they saw the blue flood dragon standing proudly between heaven and earth, looking down at the black figure lying on the ground. A pool of bright red blood had already proved that Long Xiao had been defeated.
Long Mo transformed back into a human form, exuding a powerful aura that seemed to stand alone between heaven and earth. He was handsome and valiant, standing with his sleeves fluttering.
His cold eyes stared directly at the man in front of him. On that proud face, he saw hatred and unwillingness towards himself.
This look somehow touched his heart in an instant, because the past was too pale and helpless...
Long Xiao covered his chest and spat out another mouthful of blood. The blood stained his pale lips, his resentful eyes, and his pale face. It was like an iris blooming in the night, both charming and deadly!
He raised his eyes. The black cracks on his forehead became more obvious, highlighting the cold and gloomy aura between his eyebrows. But at the corner of his mouth, there was a smile that was extremely sarcastic and strange.
He first let out a soft laugh, then burst into loud laughter, almost going crazy. The wild arc of his smile spread across his cheeks, extremely chilling.
"I didn't expect that after all these years, I, Long Xiao, would still lose to you," he stopped laughing and became as cold as ice. "But don't think that you can make me admit defeat so easily. I was just careless today. Sooner or later, I'll defeat you fairly!"
Then, he flicked his long robe, leaving behind a crazy laugh and disappearing into the desolate wind with his shadow.
In the Dragon Clan's paradise, except for the faint traces of the battle, everything was the same as usual.
"Are you guys okay?" Long Mo asked in an extremely calm voice, but his face became even paler in the night.
"We're fine," Shu Yue noticed something was wrong with him first and asked carefully, "but why do you look so pale?"