"no way!"

Ai Xiaohai suddenly burst out with anger, and a stream of spiritual power was drawn from the vortex of his mind. The originally dim red light of the wall of life soared.

Never give up! Never give up!

The Dragon Soul attempts to control his soul, let himself give up all his efforts, and turn himself into the person who has no feelings and is indifferent to all life and death.

But, never!

There is nothing to control yourself, no one can tell you what to do at this time and what not to do! Ai Xiaohai knows what he is doing!

The Dragon Soul, which had lost the control of the vortex of the mind, did not give up because of Ai Xiaohai's resistance. That strange power was released in a slight way, stroking Ai Xiaohai's body and mind, as if a beautiful and enchanting woman was telling it lightly in his ear:

"Give up, there are comfortable beds, exquisite food, and me. Why bother with mortal affairs? As long as you give up, all this is yours..."

Ai Xiaohai was like a lost person in the desert, hungry and exhausted, and was already on the verge of life and death. Suddenly, a beautiful scene appeared in front of him, which was difficult for most people to resist.

War, plague, hatred... These ugliest scenes in the human world have nothing to do with you... Give up, give up...

Never give up! Never give up!

The wisdom in his heart kept telling him this way: Never give up!

Nothing can control me, no!

However, it is hard to describe the pain that has to resist the attack from the tsunami and fight against the power generated by the dragon soul. With a slight negligence, the tsunami suddenly rose by several meters again, almost surpassing the blockade of the red city wall.

Ai Xiaohai was shocked, his spiritual power was urging, and the red city wall barely resisted the tsunami.

He has a question: according to the consumption of both sides, how long can he persist until?

It turns out that according to the spiritual power stored in the spiritual vortex, there is still half an hour. However, when the dragon soul appears, Ai Xiaohai has to be distracted from dealing with it, which increases the consumption of spiritual power. Ten minutes, or ten minutes later, he will be finished...

...

Li Suyi noticed that the light of the red city wall was gradually becoming dim. The power in her son's body was not endless, there was always a moment of exhaustion. Now, the most dangerous moment has arrived.

But what can she do? She is just a mortal, an ordinary mortal. She has no spiritual power and no powerful power as powerful as her son, so she can't help at all. In the face of the tsunami, she is like a useless person.

However, Li Suyi suddenly shouted at the sea: "Zhuangzhuang.Zhuangzhuang, come out!"

She kept screaming, hoping that the dolphin could hear it, and she worked hard again and again... She could not communicate with animals like her son, and she could only use such a stupid method.

Hard work pays off, and finally, a dark shadow appears. He quickly thinks about the coast approaching:

Brave!

Zhuangzhuang's head was exposed to the water, and Li Suyi pointed ahead: "Your king is in danger. If this continues, he will die. Your king, my son!"

The dolphin seems to understand...

"My son told me that anger will strengthen his strength and make him stronger. Brave, would you do something dangerous with me?"

Zhuang Zhuang kept nodding...

It cannot understand what humans are saying. But it can guess some of them through human expressions...

...

The spiritual power is consumed too quickly.

Ai Xiaohai's body became heavier and heavier, and his spiritual power would soon be unable to continue to support him to float in the air. And the wall of life became lower and lower.

The dragon soul gradually controlled his mind, and the feeling of fatigue and powerlessness filled his whole body.

Give up, give up, such a sound is repeated over and over again.

In a few more minutes, I will consume the last trace of spiritual power and then fall heavily from the air. At that moment, no one can stop the tsunami anymore...

I tried my best, no matter what, I have tried my best...

A sharp scream came to Ai Xiaohai's ears, causing his gradually blurred mind to wake up suddenly.

He saw that the dolphin was approaching rapidly towards the tsunami, and there was still a man on it:

Mother!

It's his mother!

One person and one dolphin, their goal is - a water wall!

Ai Xiaohai had no way to stop it, there was no way to stop it!

When passing by Ai Xiaohai, Zhuangzhuang stopped. The storm storm raged around them. Haizhu kept hitting them. Li Suyi hugged Zhuangzhuang tightly. Her face turned to Ai Xiaohai, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Son, you can succeed!"

Then, she shouted loudly: "Remember how I died! If you don't help me get revenge, you are absurd by the Ai family! I am all dying people, so I just want to ask for my revenge!"

Zhuangzhuang moved again, like a straight sharp arrow, rushing towards the water wall!

No one can stop Zhuangzhuang, and no one can stop Li Suyi.

If Li Suyi was for her son, then Zhuangzhuang was to repay the king's life-saving grace. Without the king, the dolphin would have died long ago.

They, one person and one dolphin, rushed into the water wall so straight...

The tsunami quickly submerged them...

No trace left behind...

"mom!"

Ai Xiaohai screamed heart-wrenchingly.

He suddenly realized that he was so incompetent. He watched his mother die, but he had no choice. He used to think that he was extremely powerful in this world, but now he found that he was powerless in many things.

For example, mother, like tsunami...

"I'm all dying people. I'm just the last request to help me take revenge!"

My mother's words kept coiling in his ears, and the anger that had not appeared for a long time began to permeate his heart again. The fatigue and despair quickly disappeared. Now, for Ai Xiaohai: only anger!

He had nothing else but anger!

The black light disc circled the dragon scales, and the two horns on the top of his head were pounding constantly, and his pupils changed from normal color to golden and purple again.

He is laughing.

He is laughing in the storm and storm.

The laughter is so terrifying and so terrifying.

The spiritual power that was about to be exhausted filled his whole body again. The purple lightning bolts on his head became extremely bright again.

And the wall of life suddenly rose, far exceeding the tsunami!

He was unprecedentedly angry. He was unprecedentedly powerful. In his eyes, there was no sky, no earth, no sea, and just this water wall that took away his mother's life!

His spirit became ethereal... he forgot the existence around him, and even his own existence...

This is his world!

He suddenly felt that everything around him seemed to have disappeared. He came to a place without realizing it.

Why is this place so familiar? It seems that I have been here? No, it is not that I seem to be here, but that I must have been here.

That is, the world that once appeared in my dream - the spiritual world I own!

He was very sure, because, he saw the... dragon again!

"You are very powerful, your strength is even beyond my imagination." The dragon's voice was slow and calm, as if he was reminiscing with his old friend: "You can actually block the tsunami I created on your own, which really makes me unable to believe."

Ai Xiaohai looked at it: "Why do you do this?"

"I want to tell you the smallness of human beings, and I want to tell you that we are the most powerful beings in this world." Long said calmly: "Those human beings, we only need a sneeze to destroy them. This tsunami is nothing more than a small game I played. My friend, give up, the game can be over, and return to our world. To create glory that belongs only to you and me."

Ai Xiaohai just wants to know the answer he needs to know the most: "Where is my father?"

"What kind of father is he? How can a humble and insignificant human being worthy of being your father?" Long said contemptuously: "This is an insult to you and me, so I have helped you solve this insult."

Ai Xiaohai was angry again, trembling all over: "I know what insult is. Killing my parents is the biggest insult to me!"

"Calm down. My friend." Long didn't care at all: "Don't care about two small humans, we will kill billions of humans. We have no time to be sad for anyone."

Ai Xiaohai also had another question: "Since you can kill my father, you can easily kill my mother. But why did you let her go? And let her come back with the Dragon Soul?"

"My friend. Because I want to save you, although you have rejected me, I still haven't given up on you." Long said lightly: "The violent aura in your heart will eventually completely destroy you. Apart from the power of the Dragon Soul, you have no way to control it. The final result is to kill yourself. So, I think you should thank me."

Ai Xiaohai actually said very seriously: "Then I really should thank you... I'm very curious, how did this dragon soul come from?"

Long was actually silent, and after a while, he said, "This dragon soul once belonged to my son."

"Your son?" Ai Xiaohai was really surprised: "Do you have a son? One dragon?"

The dragon gave birth to nine sons, which Ai Xiaohai had heard of since childhood. However, the dragon opposite him repeatedly mentioned that he was the only companion in the world. And now, it actually said that it has a son?

"It's my son, but not a real dragon." The dragon sighed: "It's just a four-dimensional one!"

Ai Xiaohai heard anger from the dragon's voice. In his impression, the dragon was always in control of everything, but now, it was really angry.

The dragon controlled his emotions: "This is the most wrong thing I have done until now. I actually thought that a creature could inherit my bloodline, and as a result, a four-dimensional image was born. It has power far surpassed this world, but its bloodline is as dirty and ugly as its appearance. This is simply a shame for me!"

"But, that's your son after all..." Ai Xiaohai was stunned.

A father actually dislikes his son so much?
To be continued...