The pitch-black storm was like a pool of dry, hardened ink. As one's body passed through it, the fragnts of spaceti would haphazardly scratch and leave scars due to excessive speed.
A burst of white light suddenly blossod before Irexis's eyes, and her body was abruptly thrust out by a ripple of spaceti.
Though her sight was obscured, her body had already committed it to mory.
She deftly turned downward, retracting her wings, curling into a ball, biting the tip of her tail, and rolled around the ground like a hedgehog until she hit a wall, sending dust cascading down.
Irexis unfolded her dragon wings, and the green in her eyes gradually faded, transforming into clear ice-blue dragon pupils. The black shadows on her body receded, restoring her normal snow-white scales.
She shook off the debris and dust from her body. Her hind legs, severely wounded by that evil god, made her, a proud mber of the Dragon Race, crawl by scraping her belly like a snake. Each advancent painfully reminded her of the erosion of divine arts on her belly, highlighting the gap in power.
Fortunately, the node she had marked did not malfunction, and her lair wasn't far. Shortly after, a petite Fairy Dragon fluttered over with its butterfly wings, speaking in a light and anxious tone:
"You're back, you're back! Finally, you're back, Azafina..."
"I don't go by that na anymore, Wawa."
Irexis corrected with painful effort,
"Now I am Irexis, Irexis Sundace."
"Uh, alright, but I was really worried about you, Irexis. Ti travel is too much pressure for you. Even the legendary Jade Dragon can only traverse to their past selves, let alone you who only had half the Jade Dragon's marrow transplanted."
Fairy Dragon Wawa looked at the horrifying scars on her body, being from the most whimsical tribe among the Dragon Race, Wawa imdiately recognized the sources of those scars:
"These are marks from the ice and snow Demon Sword 'Afre,' your neck bears traces of the evil god's sorcery, and your right shoulder has the arcane energy aura of the Sovereign's Divine Clan—ah, you went to challenge that evil god again! Wawa knew it, Irexis, you bad elder sister, how long will you bear this responsibility that isn't yours!"
Irexis didn't mind Wawa's scolding. She crawled into her lair, used the tip of her wing to unwrap bark containing dicine, and from there she mouthed a piece of Supre Oak Parasite Extract, skillfully mixing it with Unicorn blood and Snow Elf marrow, tossing it all into the Alchemy Crucible.
She breathed dragon fla, the pale blue fire igniting the cauldron, as gnoll slaves enthusiastically stirred with large spoons, brewing the magic potion.
After four minutes and thirty seconds, the Gem Bird accurately announced the ti, opening its beak wide and cawing:
"It's ti! It's ti!"
The gnolls promptly took out a specially made scroll, extinguishing the dragon fire. Several slaves in succession cooperated to funnel the contents of the large pot into two different containers using a liquid separating funnel.
The cauldron ultimately yielded a blue and green magic potion mixture; the blue was for expelling the evil god's erosion, while the green was to be added to spring water for a therapeutic bath, the only way to completely eliminate the damage caused by the arcane energy.
Irexis felt as if she were about to fall apart, lying motionless on the ice bed.
Luckily, she was no longer the despised loner; nurous gnoll slaves dragged her onto a cart, laboriously transporting her to the spring of the dicine bath, where she was completely subrged from tail to horn in the green potion.
As the potion took effect, Irexis gradually ca to. She grabbed the Exorcism Potion with her dragon claw, tilted her head back to drink it, leaning against the hot spring, taking a long breath, closing her eyes, resting for half a minute before asking:
"How many tis?"
Wawa flew to the edge of the hot spring, curling her tail, and said with a pout:
"1009 tis, Irexis."
"The 1009th failure to challenge the evil god Oshen, without even inflicting severe injury on him, yet no impact has been created in reality."
Irexis opened her eyes. The grand dragon form was too massive and imposing, hindering wound recovery, so she whispered:
"(Dragon Language) Sky, Sun, Strength."
In the next mont, her enormous white dragon body collapsed and crumbled, sinking into the dicinal bath like an iceberg.
Splosh......
White arms draped over the shoreline, and a delicate, enchanting white-haired dragonborn maiden quietly sat in the hot spring, her full bosom half-floating on the water surface, shrouded in mist, hiding away spring scenes.
"Oh, no matter how many tis I see it, Azafina's half-dragon form is so beautiful, you're almost as pretty as Your Excellency Rednaya."
"Don't casually ntion that na, you're a Fairy Dragon, of nobler lineage than I, the ancestors won't scold you, but I'm different."
Irexis shook her head, looking at the ice-blue dragon eyes reflecting in the water, and said lightly:
"As a bottom-tier White Dragon kind among true dragons, a presence like the Radiant Dragon Emperor could handle as easily as dealing with a chick."
"But, beauty is beauty."
Wawa landed on Irexis's head, pecking at her dragon horn, which curled forward like ram's horns, discontentedly saying:
"Saying Azafina isn't good-looking is as absurd as saying one plus one isn't two, an absolute fallacy."
"Irexis, thank you, Irexis."
Irexis took from the shore the potion delivered by gnoll slaves, the pungent, bitter taste long desensitized her:
"Azafina was the na of a dragon beast; now, I am a true dragon. Even if I am the worst White Dragon, I am a part of the Dragon Race, and since I am part of the Dragon Race, I must bear the responsibility for its resurgence."
"But, even so, you didn't have to push yourself to this extent."
Wawa held Irexis's head, gently pressing the acupuncture points on her head with little paws, a technique used since they first t, always effective each ti.
"Mm... the pressure is just right. Oshen is not an ordinary evil god. Rumor has it he once swore undying loyalty to Morphederia, thus personally exiled by the Dictator Leoz—an archetypal wronged evil god. His authority over sea beasts and deep water is terrifying. It's not just about controlling water flow; more importantly, through water, he regulates pressure. Seemingly soft water, in Oshen's hands, becos fiercer than the sun..."
As expected, Irexis comfortably closed her eyes, murmuring on for a while, finally unable to resist Wawa's massage, fully relaxing as she lay in the water.
"Azafina—no, Irexis, it's really strenuous for you this way."
Wawa said heartachingly:
"Why can't you let others know the information? You are just an adorable Little White Dragon. We could explore mountains and rivers, take naps, wake up and enjoy so good food, then lift farrs' roofs, watching them run around after ceiling boards, how fun that would be."
"Three tis."
"Aza— Irexis?"
"I told them, three tis."
Irexis counted on her fingers, saying:
"In the 21st cycle, I told the Chieftain. In the 117th, I reached as high as eting Princess Glina. In the 556th, I even found the legendary Lord Entropy. Each ti I knelt and pleaded for aid, yet each ti, the response was the destruction of the Dragon Race."
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