Chapter 207: Dragon (Extra chapter, please subscribe)

"Alright, since the misunderstanding is resolved, can you put me down?"

The pendant in Fang Xing's hand made a sound: "I am a scholar of the 'Scholar Association,' from the Green Forest... you can call me Abel."

"The 'Prophet' of the Scholar Association?"

Woll looked at Abel, his face suspicious: "You didn't prophesy this great disaster?"

"Fate is always drifting... sometimes it will mock travelers." Abel shook his head: "But just now, I obtained a new prophecy—with the joint efforts of everyone, this event will definitely be perfectly resolved."

"Cut the crap, every minute wasted now, one more person dies in the city... what do you know about the dragon spirit?"

Fang Xing looked at the Duke of Tulip somewhat impatiently.

The Duke of Tulip recited a few spells and took out a white bone from the cabinet: "This is 'Dragon Bone'... of course, it's different from what we imagine... it doesn't come from a real dragon... but after my ancestor cooperated with the saint of the Radiant Church to seal the dragon spirit, a bone in its body was soaked, forming the key to the seal."

"So that's it... is it using 'Bloodline Sealing'?" Bemers muttered, seemingly understanding many things: "It seems that generations of Tulip Dukes still have some covetousness for the dragon..."

"This is our duty, and also our responsibility."

The Duke of Tulip handed the white bone piece to the bishop with restraint: "It's just a pity... the hope of the ancestor is difficult for the descendants to achieve; the conditions for driving a Great Spirit are too harsh... even with the help of various strange objects, it can only be maintained for a while."

Compared to temporary power, it's naturally better to be a Duke.

After all, being an upper-class person can directly order the extraordinary beings below to do things, so why let oneself take risks?

It's just that this rule is limited to the era when order still exists.

At this time, after the Radiance passed away, it gradually became a bit different.

"I can sense... the dragon spirit is sleeping, it flows in the Gorong Mountain Range, flows beneath the City of Gold..."

Bishop Bemers took the bone piece, and radiance erupted from his eyes.

Points of radiance even seeped out along his mouth, as if he himself was a container of "light," and now he could no longer lock the radiance.

The "Dragon Spirit" was initially different from the big lizard with wings in the West in Fang Xing's previous life.

It is an evil spirit, not a real dragon.

Even its form is uncertain; it could be wind, could be groundwater... or could be a mass of unconscious atmosphere.

It flows between the Gorong Mountain Range and the City of Gold, sealed in some special way.

"It's a pity, I can't command it to wake up..."

Bishop Bemers was somewhat silent.

At this time, faint coughing and screams had already come from outside.

"How could this be?"

The Duke of Tulip looked surprised: "You are a bishop of the Radiant Church..."

"The Great Spirit is too powerful; its spirit I cannot bear... my consciousness is not strong enough..." Bemers shook his head.

"Now the entire city is falling into death, our Tulip territory gives the Church a large amount of offerings every year... even now, it is still the same, selecting Saintesses for the Church..."

The Duke of Tulip's eyes were a bit red: "What about the saints? What about the saints of the Church? Why hasn't Saint Hestia, who sealed the dragon spirit back then, come yet?"

"I think you misunderstood one point; saints after canonization will accompany God, and it is difficult to descend to the mortal world... this is an iron rule; Saint Hestia back then sealed the dragon spirit after canonization, not sealed the dragon spirit after canonization..."

Bemers shook his head, full of helplessness.

"Let me try."

At this moment, Fang Xing naturally took the white bone piece.

His mental powers swept across it, and immediately along the mysterious induction, he saw the deep and twisted Gorong Mountain Range, saw the bottom of the mountain range, a mass of evil spirits sleeping.

At this moment, this mass of evil spirits even gradually had a "form"!

It had scales like the night, a body like a lizard, wings like a bat, and every breath from its nasal cavity seemed to spit out flames.

It actually seemed to have really become a "dragon"!

"It really is a dragon? Interesting... originally it was just a mass of evil spirits, but the evil dragon legends in the Tulip territory for so many years gradually condensed faith, and the believers' beliefs shaped the god into what they wanted..."

Fang Xing's mind inexplicably floated a sentence: "There were no dragons in the world, but there were more people who believed, and there were gradually dragons..."

He glanced at the Duke of Tulip: "No, not only that... it's more likely that the Duke of Tulip, in order to drive this Great Spirit, deliberately released many evil dragon legends to shape it... this is also a key step in driving? It's just that now... all plans have been disrupted."

"Starr, how is it?" Woll still had some confidence in Fang Xing.

"I'm going to wake the dragon."

Fang Xing closed his eyes, and the center of his brow seemed to open a third eye; the Great Sun Relic moved slightly, and immediately circles of Great Sun radiance fell, merging into that black dragon.

In an instant!

The scales of the original "Brother Brother Heilong" gradually turned into a bright red like fire, as if changing from a black dragon to a red dragon!

Its body size was also expanding, the bone hyperplasia on its head, the dragon horns became complex and precise, spiraling and branching upward, as if a crown!

The giant dragon's eyelids twitched, and it suddenly opened, revealing a pair of ferocious and cold vertical pupils.

A distant and vicissitudinous dragon roar suddenly came from the Gorong Mountain Range.

Countless mountain peaks trembled, rubble rolled down, wild beasts ran, as if a major earthquake had occurred.

—Dragon!

—Woke up!

Swish!

A black shadow covering the sky emerged from the mountain range and quickly fell above the City of Gold.

Following a dragon shadow sweeping past, the blue-black Spirit Domain disappeared instantly.

The only thing that can offset a Spirit Domain is another Spirit Domain!

"Roar roar!"

Amidst the dragon roar, a behemoth with a body length of tens of meters and wings spread nearly a hundred meters suddenly appeared above the City of Gold.

It let out a dragon roar, and its abdomen became hot and scorching.

After opening its dragon kiss, streams of flames instantly "ignited" the City of Gold!

If you look closely, you will find that there are no people or objects being "ignited," only streams of blue-black fog, and that pitch-black rat tide.

It is as if this flame only exists in illusion and does not appear in the real world.

Inside a civilian house.

"Mom!"

A girl was coughing continuously: "I'm scared!"

Her face had turned blue-black, as if she could die from the disease at any time.

"My Xili, my little baby... Mom will definitely cure you."

A woman held her daughter tightly, her face full of despair.

Suddenly!

A crimson flame descended from the sky!

This flame was not scorching, but appeared warm.

Under the wrapping and licking of the flame... the tumors on their skin instantly scabbed, fell off... revealing the original smooth skin.

Even the scorching heat in the lungs and body seemed to pass away with the dissipation of the flame...

"Radiance bless!"

This mother saw her daughter who seemed to have recovered, and couldn't help but cry bitterly...

Such scenes happened one after another throughout the city.

And within a mass of flames, a harsh sound suddenly came out.

Squeak, squeak!

The crimson giant dragon landed, its huge dragon wings flapping, causing a

Amidst the sky-filling dust and smoke, a Great Spirit with a human body and a rat's face emerged!

Its emerald-green eyes stared at the giant dragon, making no effort to conceal its malice.

Swish!

Following this, ribs pierced through the humanoid body one by one, becoming incomparably huge.

Thump, thump!

The white bones landed, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to use its spine as a core and countless ribs as support, transforming into a white-bone monster.

At the very top of the monster sat a massive rat head.

Countless white bones resembled a prison, possessing an overwhelming aura, and also seemed to transform into a cage, imprisoning the crimson giant dragon within.

Looking from afar, it appeared just like a small crimson bird trapped in a birdcage.

"A dragon?"

"A dragon spirit of the Golong Mountain Range."

Atop the mountain peak, the Sadu wizard, who had just recovered from the earthquake, saw that giant dragon, and a trace of shock flashed across his face: "A Great Spirit..."

Then, his expression gradually turned ferocious: "A single Great Spirit wants to stop the destruction of the entire city? No... the Great Lord will let them know that all obstruction is futile!"

"Quick, set up the altar and the ritual; I want to beseech the power of my Lord!"

Any Origin Spirit, after devouring the 'Pale Mother', finds it difficult to leave the mother body too far; this is an instinctive shackle.

However... an Origin Spirit cannot descend into the mortal world in its true form, but it can descend its power.

Previously, the Great Lord helped Elder Priscilla in this very way, binding the 'God Who Eats Cats' to her body.

And now, this Sadu wizard was preparing to summon the 'Great Lord' to deliver the final blow to the City of Gold!

"Found you!"

Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared.

Fang Xing's figure emerged atop the mountain peak.

Borrowing the giant dragon's vision, he immediately discovered these fellows who were plotting mischief.

Bang, bang!

Almost the instant he landed, the heads of two Sadu wizard apprentices exploded with a boom.

Following this, a terrifying Martial Way intent descended, causing this Sadu wizard to almost become an idiot.

He reached out his hand, landing it on the Sadu wizard's head: "God-Destroying Soul Search!"

In an instant, streams of information emerged in his sea of consciousness.

"Hmm? As expected, the main goal is still to force the Grand Duke of Tulip to submit, and killing me for revenge is just incidental?"

"The Great Lord... sacrificial ritual... an Origin Spirit can actually project a portion of its power down?"

A moment later, Fang Xing released the corpse in his hand, a thoughtful look appearing on his face: "Although it cannot descend in its true form, the Great Lord can descend power into the mortal world; there is no reason why the various 'Saints' of the Church cannot... Bemers had no such actions in this regard before."

"Is it his personal reason? Or has the Radiant Church as a whole run into trouble?"

"'The radiance has passed'?"

He pondered this maxim and looked again at the City of Gold: "Forget it... the most urgent thing now is to quickly resolve that rat."