Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 979: And Then Add Us

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"Merge into one?"

The Silver Dragon King stared at Chen Huaian in shock.

Damn it, did this human bring it into this dark place just to do something so disgraceful?

Although it was a female dragon…

Never mind.

Submitting to such a powerful being wasn’t out of the question.

"Your Excellency, our species are different, so in theory it's not really possible… Besides, I thought you would prefer the more petite type."

As it spoke, the Silver Dragon King's body gradually shrank, ultimately taking on the size of an adult human. Even so, it still maintained a dragon shape rather than becoming fully human.

What is this?

What are they trying to do?

Seeing Chen Huaian frown, the Silver Dragon King spoke cautiously, "Um, the rule between the Golden Dragon King and me is that world beasts must transform into human form to become deities.

"In a sense, this weakens the world beasts at first, making it easier for humans to obtain a hundred-thousand-year world ring.

"When world beasts turn human, they are extremely frail at the start, which heightens conflicts between them and humans.

"Human strongmen then eliminate the hundred-thousand-year world beasts, while world beasts under a hundred thousand years wear down human forces, achieving balance that way."

Chen Huaian: "……"

He already knew about this.

But why was the Silver Dragon King telling him all this?

"The world beast form is actually the strongest form, so I don't really have a human form. If you can accept that…"

The Silver Dragon King awkwardly turned away, then looked back at Chen Huaian with a plaintive expression.

Chen Huaian: "???"

No.

Huh?

Was the Silver Dragon King under some kind of misunderstanding?

"What are you doing?"

The Silver Dragon King looked at Chen Huaian in confusion, saying naturally, "Isn't this your wish? Hurry and finish, then tell me where the Golden Dragon King is."

"Golden Dragon King?" Chen Huaian sneered, finally realizing what the Silver Dragon King was up to, and murderous intent surged in his chest. "I will send you to see him right now!"

His aura suddenly changed.

It was no longer the ethereal Heavenly Dao essence of the middle corpse.

It was his own, sharp and ferocious sword qi.

The moment the disguise fell away.

Only then did the Silver Dragon King truly see the real person before it.

Fear rose in its heart, but it was already too late.

Chen Huaian took a step forward as his primordial spirit returned to his true body.

On his true body's brow, the tightly closed vertical pupil snapped open.

Golden light burst from the pupil, illuminating the chaotic confines of his soul space and bathing the Silver Dragon King in that glow—the Silver Dragon King's body, now having willingly shrunk, was even easier for him to control.

Chen Huaian reached out, and the Chaos Sword emerged from the void.

He gripped the hilt, surged upward, and struck at the Silver Dragon King with a flying slash.

Shing—!

Sword light tore through the chaos.

The sword light reflected in the Silver Dragon King's pupils.

Its jaws opened wide as it tried to dodge, to resist, but its body could not move.

Chen Huaian's pressure weighed like a mountain, crushing every struggle and spark of life.

"Die—!"

Chen Huaian roared, aiming straight for the Silver Dragon King's head.

He had originally planned to keep it alive and refine it.

After all, a living body could resist some of the Chaos aura's corrosion, preventing part of the Canglan Realm's origin power from leaking away, and it would be more nourishing.

But the Silver Dragon King's behavior had already made Chen Huaian sick to his stomach.

So…

Before refining it.

Off with the head first.

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Elsewhere.

Watching helplessly as that huge mass of the Silver Dragon King was dragged into the fissure and completely vanished, the Middle Gods facing off against Poseidon and the others were dumbfounded again.

Last time it was the Golden Dragon King, this time the Silver Dragon King.

Is that life? Ups and downs, always changing.

Poseidon relaxed a bit upon seeing Li Qingran unharmed, but he couldn't help feeling resentful.

Since Chen Huaian was already here, why didn't he show up sooner? Because of that they and his wife had to take a beating from the Silver Dragon King for nothing.

Eve weakly propped herself up, looked at Li Qingran, then at the exotic beasts surrounding and guarding her, and immediately understood.

They had panicked earlier out of concern.

Those beasts were obviously left by Chen Huaian to protect Li Qingran, and when the Silver Dragon King attacked, those beasts did not panic—they clearly knew the Silver Dragon King couldn't take Li Qingran. It was they who had suddenly lost their composure.

But this was fine.

Let Chen Huaian see how they had protected Li Qingran.

That way, even if Chen Huaian killed the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, he might not burn bridges by turning them into nourishment to increase his own power, right?

Hades and Eve had the same thought.

Agreements between him, Chen Huaian, and Li Qingran were one thing, but contracts are a joke in the face of absolute power; they can be torn up casually, along with alliances.

Poseidon tightened his grip on the trident and coldly eyed the dozen or so Middle Gods.

Purple-gold lightning still lingered on the Sea God's trident.

But Poseidon himself knew those bolts were far dimmer than before.

The Silver Dragon King's rebound had injured his origin.

Divine power in his body flickered, as if something were blocking it.

"No one is backing you this time!"

Poseidon's voice was rough, but he still radiated authority.

The lead Middle God glanced at Poseidon, then at his equally wounded allies—Eve, Hades, Lucifer—and suddenly smiled.

Not the fawning, flattering smile from before, but a mocking grin.

"So what?" The Middle God spread his hands, contempt on his face. "You're badly injured too. You're not necessarily our match now!"

The dozen Middle Gods behind him echoed in agreement, each revealing his own divine artifact.

"Exactly, what are a bunch of broken soldiers doing here?"

"The Silver Dragon King's Your Excellency alone beat you into this state, and these dozen Middle Gods still can't take down a few of your crippled lot?"

"Sea God? Ha, from today on I'll be the Sea God!"

Poseidon's face went pale.

They weren't entirely wrong.

He checked his body's condition—divine power was down to less than thirty percent, and still leaking away.

Eve was worse; the life force that had been reflected back at her by the Silver Dragon King caused vines and thorns to erupt and wither within her body, a double wound to her origin. Just standing now was a struggle.

Hades' ghostly fire still burned him. Though he fought to suppress it, he couldn't even condense his scythe—his combat effectiveness was at least halved.

As for the lower gods and demigods, their divine power had long been exhausted; surviving was already fortunate. They couldn't be made to shoulder more pressure.

Opposite them stood a dozen Middle Gods in their prime.

They were outnumbered, and their states were worlds apart.

Poseidon's hand tightened on the trident as he rapidly calculated viable plans.

Starting a fight might not necessarily lose.

But if they avoided battle, how would Chen Huaian regard them when he returned?

Besides, when Chen Huaian had dragged the Silver Dragon King away earlier, the look in his eyes…

He didn't seem to trust them much either.

At that moment.

A clear, cold voice sounded from above.

"Then, how about adding us?"

The gods looked up and saw Li Qingran descending, flanked by the auspicious beasts.

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