Douluo Dalu 2 Translation Novels & Stories

Then, the guide translated what the man had said, and everyone exploded. "Meu Deus!" Danilo couldn’t stop. "But what possessed you to do that to a poor old couple?" he asked, fists clenched in front of his face. "Zu, zu, zu," Joao mocked, lips tight, almost spinning on his own axis as he imitated the accent I’d used. "What number did you give them?" Maël asked, grinning wide. "I made one up." More laughter. "And what name did you invent?" Danilo asked.

The Abbey motioned to us without looking our way and we quickly took a seat on either side of him. “The lotus flower symbolises purity and rebirth.” He pointed to the illuminated flower which was engraved on the wooden scroll and Jasper and I shared a look. “What does it say?” The scroll was written in Chinese making it impossible for me to understand. “THE CHOSEN ONE SHALL GRACE THE STEPS OF LANG DUI AND ONCE AGAIN PROSPERITY SHALL BE BIRTHED.” He translated fluently as if he’d been rehearsing the words in his mind for years. “Is it a prophecy?” Jasper asked, looking down at the ancient, handwoven scroll.

Dali pushed another word to her with a smirk. "What do you have to say?" Anna posed with her hands crossed, and gave Dali a mean stare. "I wouldn't be surprised if you knew why she was in this condition. Lying on the bed and supported by life machines," Dali stated further without any form of expression on her face, waiting for Anna to make a mistake and talk rashly. "What the fuck are you……."

He pushed me back, away from the door that closed behind his back. Nabastala Putra, the real name of a gigolo who claims to be Aryo. More interesting, actually. However, this man who was taller than me by a few inch seemed to investigate our surroundings with an annoyed look. "Just a moment..., just a moment." My forefinger and thumb formed a small pinch in the air. Perhaps pinching the tanned circles on his chest was much more fun than starting a conversation like this. "Guest, Bro?" Another voice asked from the open door behind Aryo. Ah, I'm used to calling him that.

Diaochan’s voice was very soft, but all the cultivators heard it loud and clear. ‘Sh*t!’ Darryl cursed softly as he smiled bitterly. Earlier, Darryl had lied that Lu Bu would be resurrected soon, but he had never expected Diaochan to tell the truth so fast! Gonggong locked her gaze on Darryl in a rage. “Darryl, how dare you try to trick me?” Diaochan’s words were clear; Lu Bu would not be resurrected. It was obvious Darryl was lying just now.

* --- ***Marisol’s POV*** The screen door slams behind Dragon, rattling the dried chilis above the threshold. *Ay, mijo.* Always fire, never ash. I press my palm to Dru’s forehead—still too warm, but the atole is working. Her breathing steadies, though her back… *Dios mío.* *Old scars. New rot.*

"Hey, he's still one of my men. It's not right to use them as toys. I just need to let him feel how beautiful the world he now thinks of is. Even if the man who spoke strangely doesn't want to, he can only go along and accept his punishment willingly. "Isn't he interested in buttocks? Let him see the buttocks he's always wanted!" Du Li finally decided to take the two women and Princess Jin to a place beneath the sky palace. The place was neither dark nor bright; it was a large tunnel filled with torches along the path.

Elena’s ears burned as she heard the deep, enticing tone in Dolphus’s voice. She exhaled a gentle response. "Alright..." Perhaps it was the excitement of two hearts finally aligning on the same journey. Or maybe it was just Dolphus’s presence enveloping her like a powerful alpha energy. Dolphus took Elena back to her apartment. He held her hand firmly throughout the journey, his fingers encircling hers as if he worried she would disappear if he released her.

Duo explained. “WHAT A COMPLICATED EXPLANATION. WHAT HE TRIED TO EXPLAIN IS, KILL HIM FOR OUR SAKE! YOU MUST WANT, RIGHT, VARZ?” Dora said. “HEY, I AM TRYING TO EXPLAIN THE THINGS HE HAS TO KNOW,” Duo said. “BUT, YOU EXPLANATION IS INCOMPREHENSIBLE,” Dora said. “I agree. You just said nothing but nonsense that makes the translating process on this chapter even harder.” Alfi said.

Her eyes jumped around the room as if looking for an escape, she gripped Katalea’s hand tightly as the doctor checked her vitals. “Ok, I think we’re ready. Dalya, I’m going to give you a shot and you will feel no more pain,” he said, and no sooner had he finished speaking the words her eyes glazed over with the look of the drugged. “Better?” He asked. The voice that responded was not Dalya’s. Katalea dropped the hand she held, previously so clammy but now so tense. “If you damage my mate or my child, you stupid human, I will come for you,” it said.