I Save The World In A Doomsday Text Game

Chapter 216-1: Dragon Marsh Temple in the Mountains, Flood Dragon Reverse Scale (1)

[At the side, the Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog removed its mask and sighed with emotion, remarking that the divine dragon’s might had once again appeared in the world…]

Lin Xun thought to himself, You haven’t even seen me transform into a full dragon, if you did, you’d probably have your jaw hit the ground.

Then he reconsidered. The giant dragon form of the little dragonkin was probably a completely different species from the ‘divine dragon’ the Night Escort Dog spoke of.

Right now, he had only revealed the dragon’s head without fully exposing himself. If he really turned into a winged giant lizard, he might not only lose the title of ‘descendant of the old god,’ but be unmasked on the spot.

[You looked at the most robust samurai corpse among the bodies…]

[Shell of the Fire-Worshipping Horseback Samurai: A highly skilled samurai, ranked above common foot soldiers and regarded as an elite warrior. This samurai served directly under the great noble Otaki Clan of Fukoka Castle, with an extraordinary status and distinguished rank. It died of a fatal blow that pierced the heart. Compatibility 122% (+55%)]

[Do you wish to possess this shell?]

Several samurai corpses still lay scattered on the ground.

This Horseback Samurai was a superior shell compared to the samurai he currently held, it was probably among the best of the samurai class.

Moreover, the identity of this shell could prove useful. He was quite interested in claiming it for himself…But with the Night Escort Dog still nearby, directly possessing the shell might stir up unnecessary trouble.

Lin Xun pondered for a long while, ultimately deciding he could not let any valuable shell slip by.

[You possess the shell of the Fire-Worshipping Horseback Samurai!]

[The Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog’s eyes widened in disbelief at the bizarre scene before it.]

[Controlling the new samurai shell, you patted it on the shoulder, signaling that there was no need for such shock. This was an entirely new ‘transformation art’ it had never witnessed, one capable of changing your outward form by borrowing a human’s skin.]

[The Night Escort Dog opened its mouth but didn’t know what to say. It stuck out its tongue, gazing at you with a look of yearning shining in its canine eyes.]

[That pitiful expression clearly meant it wished you would teach it this ‘new transformation art,’ but as a lowly creature, it was too embarrassed to ask.]

[You tipped your chin, motioning for it to lead the way to Dragon Marsh Temple.]

[The Night Escort Dog quietly fetched two warhorses left behind by the samurai, and together you mounted up and set off…]

[While traveling…]

Lin Xun took advantage of the journey to open his panel and review his attributes.

Compared to the previous samurai shell, the Horseback Samurai’s stats were substantially higher, though still a little inferior to the swordsman shell.

The shell’s strength, however, was secondary. What mattered most was its identity…

He opened his inventory to check the item dropped earlier.

[Otaki Clan Samurai Command (Item): A silver token engraved with the Otaki Clan’s third-tier scale crest, symbolizing the bearer’s noble samurai status. While holding this item, you will be able to enter certain restricted locations.]

“Restricted locations? Like that Idyllic Pleasure Quarter place…”

“So if I use this thing, I get a discount…? Wait, I already have the Pleasure Quarter Proprietor’s Token, why would I care about discounts when I can get everything free?”

Time passed quickly as he let his thoughts wander, and soon the two of them arrived at a mountainous area.

The winding mountain path was too steep for riding, so they dismounted and continued on foot, crossing several ridges before reaching their destination.

[The dilapidated temple sat atop the mountain peak, encircled by dense mountains and lush vegetation that nearly concealed the already small building completely.]

[Two stone beasts stood at the entrance. Under the moonlight, you could see the plaque hanging overhead, the sweeping calligraphy spelling out three characters: Dragon Marsh Temple.]

[However, the stone beasts, weathered by sun and rain, had many limbs broken or missing, looking wretched and pitiful.]

[Even the gold lacquer on the plaque’s characters had dulled, and in some places it had flaked away so badly that it was barely legible…]

[The Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog let out an awkward laugh, kicked aside a pile of rotting leaves at the door, and explained to you…]

[As monsters branded ‘demonic remnants,’ their race had been forced to scatter and hide in the mountains to avoid extermination by the new god’s followers.]

[This branch of their people was actually relatively fortunate, they still had an old god’s temple to take shelter in and an idol of the Chaotic Origin Dragon to worship, so they could still offer their incense power.]

[Others of their kind were even more destitute, hidden deep in desolate wilderness, living among beasts day and night, that was true misery.]

[Saying this, it led you through the temple gate…]

This isn’t what I imagined. I came here to latch onto a big backer, not to run disaster relief…

Lin Xun suddenly regretted following the Night Escort Dog to Dragon Marsh Temple.

Just looking at the ruinous state of this place, it was obvious, any hope of reaping benefits by joining the Oath faction here was probably a joke.

[Once inside the gate, you saw a main hall directly ahead, flanked by side halls, and several residential chambers lining the temple courtyard.]

[Just like the entrance, every one of these broken, shabby buildings radiated a sense of desolation.]

[In the small courtyard, a few figures were practicing sword and spear under the moonlight, apparently training their martial skills through the night.]

[You looked closely at these ‘people.’ They all wore loose gray robes, and their limbs protruding from the long sleeves were covered in fur. Their faces were fierce and ugly, shaped like wild beasts…]

[You realized you had blundered into a monster den without meaning to…]

[You have discovered the Origin-Tracing Trainees!]

[When these monsters spotted you, they quickly dropped their weapons and crowded around, clicking their tongues in curiosity…]

[A young man with a bear’s face pointed at you and asked the monster beside him, “Big Brother, what kind of monster is this? How could it be born so weird and ugly?”]

[The bear-faced youth next to him replied, “Little Brother, you’re asking the right person. Your big brother has seen everything, one glance and I can tell this is a hybrid of a serpent demon and a lizard demon. These kinds of mixed-blood monsters have an extremely low survival rate. I reckon most of its mongrel brothers and sisters are long dead by now…”]

Lin Xun’s heart gave a hard thump.

In the previous chapter, the colossal dragon form of the Hermit Progenitor might have been different from the divine dragon form of the Chaotic Origin Dragon mentioned in this chapter. He had already sensed as much.

But he hadn’t expected that before he even transformed into the giant dragon, his secret would be exposed so quickly.

[The Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog’s expression darkened. It quickly smacked both bear-faced yokai hard on the foreheads. Just as it was about to scold them, a deafening roar rang out.]

[“You worthless creatures, gone a moment and already slacking off again? Do you want to taste the discipline rod once more!”]

[A towering, burly man came striding over, swinging a club that sent the yokai scattering, clutching their heads in terror.]

[This burly man looked different from the others. Apart from the pair of curved horns on his head, he otherwise appeared human, except for a pair of nostrils that were extraordinarily large.]

[You have discovered the Origin-Tracing Dignitary Bull Demon!]

[Once the yokai had scattered, the Dignitary Bull Demon finally noticed you. His body froze, and the club fell from his hand to the ground.]

[He suddenly took great strides forward and fell to his knees directly in front of you, banging his forehead to the floor three times in succession with such force that cracks split the stone tiles. When he raised his head again, tears brimmed in his bull eyes as he roared with excitement: “You are the Descendant of the Old God! You really are the Descendant of the Old God!”]

[The assembled yokai all stared in stunned bewilderment.]