Chapter 207: Dragon
Chapter 207: Dragon
"Alright, now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, can you let me down?"
The pendant in Fang Xing's hand spoke up, "I am a scholar from the Scholar Guild, from the Green Forest... You can call me Ab."
"A Prophet from the Scholar Guild?"
Vol turned to Ab, his face filled with suspicion, "You didn't foresee this great disaster in your prophecies?"
"Fate is ever-wandering... Sometimes it even mocks the traveler." Ab shook his head, "But just now, I received a new prophecy—with our combined efforts, this incident will be perfectly resolved."
"Cut the chatter. Every minute wasted means another death in the city... What do you know about the Dragon Spirit?"
Fang Xing glanced impatiently at the Duke of Tulip.
The Duke of Tulip quickly recited a few incantations and took out a white bone fragment from the cabinet, "This is the 'Draconic Relic'... Of course, it's not from a real dragon as we imagined. Instead, after my ancestors sealed the Dragon Spirit with the help of the Radiant Cathedral's Saint, this bone fragment from their body became the key to the seal."
"So that's how it is... You used 'Bloodline Sealing'?" Bermeath murmured, as if understanding many things, "It seems that the Dukes of Tulip have always had some ambition regarding the dragon..."
"It's our duty and responsibility."
The Duke of Tulip handed the white bone fragment to the bishop with restraint, "Unfortunately... The hopes of our ancestors are difficult for later generations to fulfill. The conditions to control a Great Spirit are too harsh... Even with the aid of various wonders, it can only be maintained for a short time."
Compared to temporary power, being a duke is naturally more enjoyable.
After all, as a ruler, one can directly command the supernaturals below to do things, why take the risk themselves?
However, this rule only applies to times when order still exists.
At this moment, after the radiance has faded, things are gradually becoming different.
"I can sense it... The Dragon Spirit is in a deep slumber, flowing through the Gorlon Mountains and beneath the Golden City..."
Bishop Bermeath took the bone fragment, and radiance immediately burst from his eyes.
The radiance even seemed to emanate from his mouth, as if his entire body was a vessel of light, now barely containing the radiance.
The 'Dragon Spirit' was initially different from the winged lizards of Fang Xing's past life in the West.
It was a malevolent spirit, not a true dragon.
Its form was even uncertain; it could be wind, underground water, or even an unconscious mass of air.
It flowed between the Gorlon Mountains and the Golden City, sealed by a special method.
"Unfortunately, I can't command it to awaken..."
Bishop Bermeath fell silent.
At this moment, faint coughing and screams could be heard from outside.
"How is this possible?"
The Duke of Tulip showed surprise, "You're a bishop of the Radiant Cathedral..."
"The Great Spirit is too powerful, and its spirit is beyond my endurance... My consciousness is not strong enough..." Bermeath shook his head.
"Now the entire city is falling into death, and our Tulip Duchy contributes a lot to the Cathedral every year... Even now, we are still selecting Holy Maidens for the Cathedral..."
The Duke of Tulip's eyes turned slightly red, "Where is the Saint? Where is the Saint of the Cathedral? Why hasn't Saint Hastings, who sealed the Dragon Spirit, arrived yet?"
"I think you've misunderstood. After a Saint is canonized, they accompany the divine spirits and rarely descend to the mortal world... This is an ironclad rule. Saint Hastings was canonized after suppressing the Dragon Spirit, not the other way around..."
Bishop Bermeath shook his head, his face filled with helplessness.
"Let me try."
At this moment, Fang Xing naturally reached out and took the white bone fragment.
His spiritual power swept through it, and through his intuitive sensing, he saw the deep and twisted Gorlon Mountains, the bottom of the mountains, and a slumbering malevolent spirit.
At this moment, this malevolent spirit gradually took on a 'form'! It had scales as dark as the night, a lizard-like body, bat-like wings, and with each breath, flames seemed to spew from its nostrils.
It seemed to have truly transformed into a 'dragon'!
'Could it really be a dragon? Interesting... It was originally just a malevolent spirit, but after so many years of the evil dragon legends in the Tulip Duchy, the faith of the believers gradually shaped the spirit into the form they desired?'
A sentence suddenly appeared in Fang Xing's mind: 'There were no dragons in the world, but as more people believed, dragons gradually emerged...'
He glanced at the Duke of Tulip: 'No, it's not just that... It's more likely that the Duke of Tulip deliberately spread evil dragon legends to shape and control this Great Spirit. This was a crucial step in his plan. But now... All his plans have been disrupted.'
"Starl, how is it?" Vol still had some faith in Fang Xing.
"I'm going to awaken the dragon."
Fang Xing closed his eyes, and between his eyebrows, a third eye seemed to open. The Great Sun Relic moved slightly, and circles of radiant sunlight descended, merging into the giant dragon's body.
In an instant!
The original 'Black Dragon's' scales gradually turned into a bright red, like a blazing fire, as if it had transformed from a black dragon into a red dragon! Its body expanded, and its skull grew, its dragon horns becoming intricate and complex, spiraling upwards in a forked pattern like a crown! The dragon's eyelids trembled, and it suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of sinister and cold vertical pupils.
A distant and ancient dragon roar suddenly echoed from the Gorlon Mountains.
Countless peaks trembled, rocks tumbled, and wild animals scattered as if an earthquake had struck.
"A dragon!"
"It's awakened!"
Whoosh! A colossal shadow emerged from the mountains, blocking out the sun and sky, and swiftly descended upon the Golden City.
Accompanying the dragon's shadow, the dark cobalt spirit domain instantly vanished.
Only another spirit domain could counteract a spirit domain!
"Roar!"
Amidst the dragon's roar, a creature with a body length of several dozen meters and wings spanning nearly a hundred meters suddenly appeared in the skies above the Golden City.
It let out a mighty dragon's roar, and its abdomen became hot and scorching.
After opening its maw, streams of fire instantly 'ignited' the Golden City!
Upon closer inspection, one would find that only the dark cobalt mist and the black swarm of rats were 'ignited', with no people or objects affected.
It was as if the flames existed only in an illusion, not in the real world.
...
Inside a residence.
"Mom!"
A girl coughed incessantly, "I'm scared!"
Her face had turned dark cobalt, and she seemed on the verge of succumbing to her illness.
"My Sila, my little darling... Mom will definitely cure you."
A woman tightly hugged her daughter, her face filled with despair.
Suddenly!
A crimson flame descended from the sky!
This flame was not scorching but rather warm and comforting.
As the flame enveloped and licked their skin, the boils on their bodies instantly scabbed and fell away, revealing their smooth skin underneath.
Even the burning sensation in their lungs seemed to dissipate along with the flame...
"Radiant blessings!"
The mother, seeing her seemingly healed daughter, burst into tears...
...
Such scenes unfolded repeatedly throughout the city.
And within a ball of flames, a piercing sound rang out.
Screech! Screech!
The crimson dragon landed, its massive wings flapping, causing a building to crumble.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a human-sized rat-faced Great Spirit appeared!
Its emerald green eyes fixed on the dragon, revealing its malevolent intent.
Whoosh! Then, its ribs pierced through its humanoid body, growing to an enormous size.
Thump! Thump!
The white bones fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a colossal white bone monster, with its spine as the core and countless ribs as support.
At the top of the monster was a massive rat head.
The countless white bones resembled a cage, exuding an overwhelming presence, as if trapping the crimson dragon within.
From a distance, it looked like a tiny crimson bird imprisoned in a birdcage.
...
"A dragon?"
"The Dragon Spirit of the Gorlon Mountains."
On a hilltop, a Satu Sect sorcery wizard, having just recovered from the earthquake, witnessed the giant dragon and was momentarily stunned. "A Great Spirit..."
Then, his expression gradually turned sinister. "A Great Spirit, and it thinks it can stop the destruction of an entire city? No... The Grand Sovereign will make them understand that all resistance is futile!"
"Quickly, set up the altar and perform the ritual. I must invoke the power of my master!"
Any Primordial Spirit, after consuming the Pale Mother, would find it difficult to stray far from the mother body, a natural restraint.
However... Although a Primordial Spirit couldn't descend in its true form, it could project its power.
Previously, the Grand Sovereign had helped Elder Priscilla by binding the Cat-Eater God within her.
And now, this Satu Sect sorcery wizard was preparing to summon the 'Grand Sovereign' to deliver the final blow to the Golden City!
"Found them!"
Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared.
Fang Xing's figure materialized on a mountain peak.
With the help of the dragon's vision, he immediately spotted these conspirators.
Boom! Boom!
Almost as soon as he landed, the heads of two Satu Sect followers exploded.
Then, a terrifying Martial Will descended, rendering the sorcery wizard nearly brain-dead.
He reached out and placed his hand on the sorcery wizard's head, "Soul-searching Annihilation!"
In an instant, streams of information appeared in his divine sense.
"Hmm? So the main goal is still to force the Duke of Tulip to submit, and my revenge is just a side objective?"
"The Grand Sovereign... Ritual Procedures... Can a Primordial Spirit project a portion of its power down here?"
After a moment, Fang Xing released the corpse in his hand, his face thoughtful, "Although it can't descend in its true form, the Grand Sovereign can project its power into the mortal world. There's no reason why the Radiant Cathedral's 'Saints' couldn't do the same... Bishop Bemers showed no signs of this ability before."
"Is it a personal issue, or is there a problem with the entire Radiant Cathedral?"
"Has the Radiance faded?"
He pondered this saying and then looked towards the Golden City, "Never mind... The most important thing now is to quickly deal with that rat."
(End of Chapter)
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