I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 200 - 126: The Royal Body Carries the Sacred and the Indestructible

Chapter 200: Chapter 126: The Royal Body Carries the Sacred and the Indestructible

"Phew, such a mess of memories, my mind feels wrecked," Gu Shanhai sorted through the memories obtained from the Old King’s soul, which he had destroyed.

Memories interwoven with all sorts of haphazard elements confirmed one thing for sure: this being was definitely not of dragon descent. Although sturdy, a true descendant would possess the soul of a dragon—presumably tougher than their physical form. As for why the abilities didn’t diminish, Gu Shanhai wasn’t too clear.

After his shout, the soul was practically shattered beyond repair, and the memories, like a jigsaw puzzle, needed Gu Shanhai to piece them together anew.

But one thing was certain, the other party was definitely not from this world. He was a king captured from the opposite world.

Originally, it was he who had led the attack from Valyria Freehold, surnamed Targaryen.

Upon seeing this, Gu Shanhai felt as if he had seen a ghost.

"So, the Targaryen family are descendants of the root treasure snatchers? What, did the Ancient Scroll install a MOD to play slave fort?" Gu Shanhai couldn’t help but mock internally; he felt there was something off about this Ancient Scroll.

Then he checked for anything related to Dragon Shouts, produced by combining Dragon Language with a dragon’s soul. Therefore, if Gu Shanhai found the Dragon Language, he might be able to replicate it.

"But speaking of Dragon Language, the Dragon Vein Druids have it too, don’t they? It’s not possible that they were created based on the Old King, right?"

As for the dragon’s soul, that wasn’t too complicated—he could simply find a dragon. There were even dragon eggs in Deer Plain. Grabbing a few for experiments was feasible, making Dragon Language the key issue.

However, upon deeper research, he feared it wasn’t feasible. The Dragon Language he had obtained from Kurus Brass, a form of Dragon Language Magic, wasn’t at all the same as that of dragon descendants. Clearly, the giant dragons had evolved locally, losing such capabilities.

Dragon Language Magic was probably adapted into Dragon Shouts.

The dragon’s soul too had been extracted into a form resembling bloodlines, akin to oranges from the south and tangerines from the north, evolving adaptations necessary for survival.

That left only the Targaryen Old King hanging here.

"So this also involves something from a past life. How exactly did Holy Grail Knight Galahad manage not to be killed by this guy..."

"Hold on, I’ve gone off track. This guy is just a hanged container, ready to play a role before destruction."

"No wonder I only heard rumors on forums in a past life and never heard news of this Old King; it’s because after playing his part, his ashes were scattered."

"He’s still alive in this era because the Lord hasn’t been born yet, and there isn’t enough time. Wait another decade or so, and he’ll truly be dead."

"Luckily he’s already thoroughly dead."

Gu Shanhai breathed a sigh of relief. The memory in the other’s mind wasn’t very valuable, be it about Dragon Shouts or dragon descendants, unless Gu Shanhai pursued these leads in the alternate world. Otherwise, it was just a set of chaotic memories and a bit of truth.

More importantly, Gu Shanhai had also confirmed one thing: those mountains were indeed the location of the rift between two realms in the past, but they had already been flattened, the threats eliminated by the church before its use. It wasn’t the work of Druids or specters from the other side; rather, both worlds healed themselves naturally.

From the Old King’s memories, Gu Shanhai learned that originally the two worlds merely grazed each other, lightly abrading their surfaces to open a brief rift, leading to battles between the two sides.

It was an accident; neither world intended a direct clash. At that time, the dragon descendants from the other side had already vanished, and the specters, rising from a freezing winter, took the stage, overpowering even the giant dragons. On this side, it was the age led by the Sage King, the Prophet, and the Priest during the Ancient Era, and both sides suffered tremendous losses.

Thus, after a brief conflict, they passed by one another, and the small wounds naturally healed.

Those left behind in both worlds couldn’t return, severing ties with their homeland to become foreigners, until their descendants assimilated into this world.

This castle, in truth, was partially modeled after Valyria Freehold. The Old King from that time stayed here, surrendering to the Sage King of the ancient times, later joining the rising church in rebellion. As an outsider with a part of the dragon descendant’s soul, he was hung on a cross to serve as a container for the Holy Grail.

Hung till now, his dragon’s soul had long since dwindled, leaving just a small portion of his ordinary soul.

Otherwise, how could he play around with an unyielding Dragon Shout and kill himself? From Gu Shanhai’s investigation, after hanging for so many years, the other’s self-awareness had already dissipated, and the Dragon Shout was merely an instinctive response—or else who would commit suicide for no reason?

It was just that Gu Shanhai had been misled by past forum leaks. Now it seemed, the information from forums couldn’t be fully trusted, only serving as a reference.

"Now things get even trickier; his body is too robust, not something I can deal with at my current stage."

"What should I do if I can’t retrieve the Holy Grail?"

A corpse is a fine thing, but now that the body is in his hands, he can do whatever he wishes with it. The real challenge is how to extract the Holy Grail from inside the body.

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