Apocalypse: My Tattoos are Ten Yama Kings

Lin Yuan calculated in his mind and had to admit that this strategy was indeed clever.

This is the suicide attack style!

If he truly followed the tactic he envisioned, regardless of whether the World Honored suffered losses, Lin Yuan was sure he’d definitely earn a bloody profit.

After finalizing the strategy in his mind, Lin Yuan continued to ask the principal: ”Principal, when all twenty-eight Poisonous Insect Kings have died in battle and their power returns to the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon, how strong will this Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon be?”

After hearing this question, the principal took a rare moment to think for a few seconds, then solemnly replied: ”According to my calculations, it should be able to reach Tier Two.”

”But, this is just an estimation, whether it can be achieved will depend on luck.”

”Even if it reaches Tier Two, it’s considered a weak Tier Two.”

This answer from the principal was sufficient for Lin Yuan.

What nonsense about weak Tier Two or strong Tier Two.

In Lin Yuan’s view, as long as it’s Tier Two, it’s awesome.

”Alright!”

”I have no more questions. I’ll refine this Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon!” Lin Yuan said to the principal.

The principal nodded and solemnly reminded: ”Although this Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon is heavily injured, it’s not dead.”

”You need to be careful when refining it to avoid harming your Divine Soul.”

”I’ll be watching closely and will intervene if necessary.”

The principal’s Spiritual Power is invincible; if he were to act, he could easily refine the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon into an extension of himself.

However, this time, it’s Lin Yuan who will refine the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon, so Lin Yuan takes the lead while the principal assists.

If the principal directly intervened, the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon’s flesh wouldn’t become Lin Yuan’s extension but his own.

”Don’t worry, principal, if I can defeat this thing once, I can defeat it twice.”

”In front of me, this thing won’t cause any major trouble.” Lin Yuan declared confidently.

Lin Yuan is a hands-on type; he acts immediately.

Without any hesitation, he sat cross-legged beside the pool and directly used his consciousness to probe the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon in the pool.

The Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon had been researched like a guinea pig by the principal and others for so long, it was already exhausted.

It was too lazy to even swim in the water, just soaking weakly.

However, as Lin Yuan’s consciousness approached, the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon suddenly became alert.

Obviously, the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon also understood that the damage to the flesh was nothing; although temporarily in a sorry state, there was always a chance for repair.

But once its Divine Soul was refined, once its possession was seized, it would be utterly gone.

That’s why the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon was resisting particularly fiercely.

”Roar!”

”Roar! Roar!”

It roared loudly as if trying to scare Lin Yuan away.

Even though Lin Yuan was appearing in a form of consciousness, the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon could clearly see his appearance.

The Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon roared, bellowed, trying to intimidate Lin Yuan.

But Lin Yuan wasn’t easily scared!

The more the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon tried to intimidate Lin Yuan, the more excited he became.

”Do you like resisting?”

”Little Jiaojiao, the more you resist, the more excited I get!” Lin Yuan thought to himself.

As soon as this thought arose, Lin Yuan’s consciousness lunged towards the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon.

His consciousness formed into a little figure similar to him, and with mighty strides as if traversing space, he reached the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon.

The little figure sat astride the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon and then struck its seven heads with clenched fists.

The Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon had been tortured by the principal and others and was too exhausted to mount any strong resistance.

It simply kept shaking its body, trying to fling Lin Yuan off.

However, Lin Yuan was like being welded onto its body, unmoving regardless of how much it shook.

Indeed, he stood like a pine, sat like a bell, stable as Mount Tai.

Though the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon couldn’t shake off Lin Yuan, it hid its Divine Soul within its body, making it temporarily impossible for Lin Yuan to refine its Divine Soul.

For the moment, Lin Yuan and the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon seemed to be stuck in a stalemate.

The principal had just mentioned he’d intervene to help Lin Yuan if necessary.

His words were not mere courtesy.

It was the crucial moment when Lin Yuan faced the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon.

If Lin Yuan won, he could successfully refine the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon.

If he lost, it would all be for nothing.

The principal was known for his words being as good as gold; he wouldn’t go back on his promises.

He said he’d help in times of need, and now was critical, so he acted.

The principal’s Spiritual Power condensed, forming a pig-killing knife in Lin Yuan’s right hand, and a butcher’s iron hook in his left.

Seeing the objects in his hands, Lin Yuan was utterly baffled.

At this moment, the principal gave guidance: ”Slide down at the seven-inch spot, that’s where its Divine Soul hides.”

”Use the iron hook to pull its Divine Soul out.”

Lin Yuan has always trusted the principal completely.

Thus, after hearing the principal’s guidance, he didn’t hesitate and slashed the pig-killing knife toward the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon’s seven-inch spot.

This seven-inch was not a measurement; considering the massive size of the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon, calculating seven inches was a difficulty.

In any case, as per a normal snake or flood dragon’s seven inches, it’s likely the neck area.

The Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon had a layer of thick vine armor on its body, which was why Lin Yuan’s previous heavy strikes hadn’t harmed it.

The principal’s Spiritual Power condensed pig-killing knife didn’t sever the vine armor but sliced through it as if it didn’t exist.

It was as if the knife and the vine armor were in different dimensions.

The pig-killing knife sliced through the vine armor, passed through the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon’s flesh, and accurately found the hidden Divine Soul.

At this time, Lin Yuan realized that the knife wasn’t cutting the flood dragon’s flesh but the barrier protecting its Divine Soul.

Upon locating the flood dragon’s Divine Soul, Lin Yuan recalled the principal’s second directive.

Pull it out, use the iron hook to grab its Divine Soul.

With this thought, Lin Yuan didn’t hesitate, he swung the iron hook and snagged it, then pulled hard.

Even though the Divine Soul had no physical form, Lin Yuan could feel a resistance with his pull.

On reflection, this made sense.

In a nutshell, he was also in a Divine Soul state, the consciousness form being a variant of Divine Soul.

Including the principal’s Spiritual Power condensed pig-killing knife and iron hook, they too were forms of Divine Soul.

Under identical conditions, experiencing resistance was entirely natural.

After overcoming the tremendous resistance, Lin Yuan forcefully drew out the Seven-headed Evil Flood Dragon’s Divine Soul.

Then, the principal’s voice once again rang out.

”Swallow it!”