Chapter 641: Chapter 67: Radiating Brilliance_3 Chapter 641: Chapter 67: Radiating Brilliance_3 But he quickly noticed the miniature wings on his back, and saw the Great Goblin rising into the air not far away, its complacent smile on that ugly face instantly stiffening.
“Ugh…”
And by his side, Tiefling zulash was similarly half-kneeling on the ground, unleashing a suppressed groan.
He had missed a Bloodline Gift ceremony before and his Dragonification was far less than that of Dolores and Ramp.
After being enveloped by the light, dense white smoke billowed from Tiefling’s body, his red scales and skin protruding, as the Devil blood of the Nine Prisons was suppressed by the Ancestral Dragon Blood.
Almost instantly, his goat-like Devil’s Horns bent backwards, gradually transforming into the backward sweeping horns of the Red Dragon.
And that Devil-like long tail beca thicker, its surface sprouting scales and folds, turning into the tail of a giant dragon.
“Roar—”
White Dragon Tiniya let out a roar.
She didn’t care about her appearance, curling up on the ground, flapping her wings randomly, twisting her body persistently.
Worried about the conflict between the Bloodline Gift and her Ancestral White Dragon Bloodline, Cassius had specifically removed so of the Fla traits of the Red Dragon for her.
But still, the sudden influx of Bloodline Power made her writhe in agony, unable to help but wail.
The formidable and huge Dragon form of the White Dragon visibly swelled to several tis its size in the blink of an eye, its stature becoming bulkier, more similar to the stronger and mightier Red Dragon—rather than a fragile, thin White Dragon.
Its wing mbrane took on a blue hue like tal burning in fire, becoming wider, the edges connecting to the body far behind the hind legs and underneath the tail.
“Roar!”
“For the Ashen Empire!”
Amidst the surging flas and smoke of light, the Dragonblood Nobility roared and bellowed, scales and Dragon horns growing out of them.
Their physical forms beca increasingly similar to that of the highest and supre figure in the Empire—a shared vision of the subjects—the Burning Dragon, Emperor Cassius.
“Oh Great Red Dragon…”
“Such a noble appearance! These Dragonblood Nobility have beco even stronger!”
“It is said that even the lowest-ranking Dragonblood Baron can live for over two hundred years.”
“Yes, this is His Majesty’s blessing. I really hope that one day I can stand upon that altar too.”
The commoners below looked on at the transforming Dragonblood Nobility with eyes filled with envy and longing.
After all, becoming a Dragonblood Noble ant becoming an absolute vested interest within the Empire’s system, enjoying countless benefits.
But among the crowd, there was a man in a hood, his expression one of despair, his voice choked and hoarse.
“No, no…
Abir, you shouldn’t have beco like this…”
Richard stared intently at that figure in the beam of light, witnessing with his own eyes the figure he yearned for in his dreams becoming increasingly fierce.
Dragon horns, scales, claws erged from that always proud Elf, the newly born Dragon Vein Elf gazing fervently at the Red Dragon in the sky, repeatedly shouting long live, making Richard feel incredibly alien and continuously shaking his head.
But he knew, he couldn’t stop any of it.
After this blessing ceremony, Richard had completely lost hope of returning South to live an ordinary life with Abir.
Thus, he had no choice.
The only thing he could do was to continue being a double agent for the Ashen Empire, secretly protecting the other’s life while searching for a way to lift this “curse.”
“Abir, I will get you out of this place…”
Thinking this, Richard pulled down his hood, his tightly clenched fist starting to turn white.
…
“Deserving of the Ancestral Dragon Blood—the Bloodline Presence of those two Dukes is almost catching up to the True Dragon.”
Hundreds of ters high in the air, in the center of the thousands of kiloters long fiery wings, Cassius squinted slightly, a hint of anticipation in his pale golden pupils.
He lowered his head, gazing at the invisible Authority in his claw, whispering, “It’s ti to test… this newly acquired power.”
“Swish.”
He suddenly clenched his claws tightly, and the invisible Authority instantly burst forth with a torrent of the Power of Laws, countless glistening Shards falling down.
[Sovereign Divine Authority]
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