"Alright, now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, can you put down?"
Fang Xing’s pendant emitted a sound: "I am a scholar from the ’Scholars’ Association’, hailing from Green Forest... You may call Abel."
"A ’Prophet’ from the Scholars’ Association?"
Wal looked towards Abel with a doubtful expression, "You actually did not prophesy this great catastrophe?"
"Destiny is always erratic and sotis even mocks the travelers." Abel shook his head, "But just now, I received a new prophecy — with everyone’s combined efforts, this event will certainly be resolved perfectly."
"Less talk, more action. For every minute we waste now, another person in the city dies... What do you know about the Dragon Spirit?"
Fang Xing looked impatiently towards the Tulip Duke.
The Tulip Duke hastily recited a few spells, fetching a white bone from the cabinet: "This is ’Dragon Bone’... Of course, it’s different from what we imagine, it doesn’t co from a real dragon... but it’s a bone from my ancestor’s body that got tainted after combining efforts with the saints of the Radiant Church to seal the Dragon Spirit, forming the Sealing Key."
"I see... so it was ’Bloodline Seal’ that was used?" Beis murmured, seeming to understand a lot: "It seems that the generations of Tulip Dukes have still been coveting dragons..."
"It is our duty, and also our responsibility."
The Tulip Duke handed the white bone fragnt to the Bishop with a dignified manner, "It is a pity... the hopes of our ancestors are hard to fulfill by later generations, the conditions to control a Great Spirit are simply too harsh... Even if barely achieved with the aid of various mystic objects, it can only be maintained for a brief period."
Naturally, it is more enjoyable to be a Duke than to have that montary power.
After all, as a person of high rank, one could simply order the Transcendents to work for them, so why take the risk themselves?
However, this rule only applied in an era when order still existed.
Now that the Radiance was fading, things were gradually becoming different.
"I can sense it... The Dragon Spirit is asleep, it flows through the Grolon Mountains, beneath the Golden City..."
Bishop Beis took the bone fragnt, and imdiately his eyes erupted with Radiance.
Specks of light even started to spew from his mouth, as if he was a container for ’light’, and now he could hardly contain the Radiance any longer.
The ’Dragon Spirit’ originally differed from those western dragons with wings in Fang Xing’s past life.
It was an Evil Spirit, not a real dragon.
In fact, its form was not even definite, it could be wind, the groundwater... or even an unconscious mass of atmosphere.
It flowed between the Grolon Mountains and the Golden City, sealed by so special thod.
"Unfortunately, I can’t command it to awaken..."
Bishop Beis was sowhat silent.
By then, vague coughing and screaming could already be heard from outside.
"How could this be?"
The Tulip Duke showed a look of surprise, "You are a Bishop of the Radiant Church..."
"The Great Spirit is too powerful, I cannot bear its spirit... My consciousness is not strong enough..." Beis shook his head.
"Right now, the whole city is falling into death, the Tulip territory contributes a vast amount to the Church every year... even now, it is still contributing, selecting Holy Daughters for the Church..."
The Tulip Duke’s eyes reddened slightly, "Where is the Saint then? The Church’s Saint? Why has not Saint Hittings who sealed the Dragon Spirit co yet?"
"I think you’ve misunderstood sothing. Saints who are sealed after becoming saints will accompany the Divine and cannot descend to the Mortal World... It’s an ironclad rule. The Saint Hittings of the past suppressed the Dragon Spirit before he was made a Saint, not after..."
Beis shook his head, his face filled with helplessness.
"Let try."
Fang Xing reached out naturally and took the white bone fragnt.
His Spiritual Power swept through it, and instantly, following an indistinct connection, he saw the deep and twisted Grolon Mountains, a mass of Evil Spirit sleeping at the base of the mountains.
At this mont, the Evil Spirit even gradually took on a ’form’!
It had scales dark as night, a lizard-like body, bat-like wings, and each breath from its nostrils seed to spew out flas.
It actually seed to have transford into a ’dragon’!
’Actually, a dragon? Interesting... originally just a mass of Evil Spirit, but has the Tulip territory’s many years of Evil Dragon legends gradually condensed faith, the believers’ conviction, and shaped the Divine into the form they desired?’
A sentence inexplicably surfaced in Fang Xing’s mind: ’There were no dragons in this world, but as belief grew, dragons gradually ca into existence...’
He glanced at the Tulip Duke: ’No, it’s not just that... It’s more likely that the Tulip Duke, in order to control this Great Spirit, deliberately spread many Evil Dragon legends to shape it... Is this also a key step in controlling it? But now... all plans have been disrupted.’
"Starr, how is it?" Wal had so faith in Fang Xing.
"I am going to awaken the dragon."
Fang Xing closed his eyes, a third eye seemingly opened between his eyebrows, and the Great Sun Relics stirred slightly, sending rings of the Great Sun’s radiance cascading down to rge into the body of that giant dragon.
In a re instant!
The scales of the ’Black Dragon’ gradually changed to the bright red of flas, as if it had transford from a Black Dragon into a Red Dragon!
Its body swelled, grotesque bones sprouted from its head, and its dragon horns turned intricate and precise, spiraling and forking upwards like a crown!
The dragon’s eyelids trembled, and abruptly it opened them, revealing a pair of ferocious and cold vertical pupils.
A distant and ancient dragon’s roar suddenly emanated from the Grolon Mountains.
Countless peaks shook, stones tumbled, beasts ran as if a great earthquake had occurred.
— The Dragon!
— Had awakened!
Swoosh!
A shadow that blotted out the sun erged from the mountains, swiftly descending over the Golden City’s sky.
With the shadow of the dragon sweeping by, the dark green Spirit Domain vanished without a trace.
Only another Spirit Domain could counter a Spirit Domain!
"Roar!"
Amidst the dragon’s chanting, a huge object with a body length of dozens of ters and wings nearly a hundred ters wide suddenly appeared above the skies of the Golden City.
It let out a dragon’s roar, and its belly beca hot and scorching in an instant.
After opening its dragon’s maw, streams of fla instantly ’ignited’ the Golden City!
On closer inspection, one would realise that the ’ignited’ included neither people nor objects, just streams of greenish-black mist and those pitch-black rat tides.
It was as if the flas existed only in illusion and not in the real world.
...
In a residential house.
"Mommy!"
A girl, coughing non-stop, said, "I’m scared!"
Her complexion had already turned greenish-black, as if she could succumb to the illness and die at any mont.
"My Xi Li, my baby... Mommy will definitely cure you," a woman held her daughter tightly, her face full of despair.
Suddenly!
A streak of crimson fla descended from the sky!
This fla was not scorching; instead, it seed warm.
Enveloped and licked by the fla... the blisters on their skin instantly scabbed over and fell off... revealing their originally smooth skin.
Even the scorching heat in their lungs and bodies seed to fade away with the dispersing flas...
"Radiance bless us!"
The mother, seeing her daughter who seed to have recovered, imdiately burst into tears...
...
Scenes like this unfolded throughout various parts of the city.
And within a ball of fire, suddenly ca an ear-piercing noise.
Squeak, squeak!
The Red Dragon landed, its great wings beating and reducing a building to rubble.
Amidst the dust-filled sky, a rat-faced great spirit appeared!
Its erald eyes looked at the dragon, with no attempt to hide its malice.
Whoosh!
Then, one rib after another pierced through its humanoid body, growing imnsely large.
Thud, thud!
The bones hit the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if they ford a core with the spine and nurous ribs as support, turning into a white bone creature.
At the top of the creature was a huge rat’s head.
The countless bones seed like a cage, with an overwhelming might, as if it had turned into a cage, imprisoning the Red Dragon inside it.
From afar, it looked like a tiny red bird caged within a birdcage.
...
"A dragon?"
"A Dragon Spirit from the Goron Mountain Range."
Atop the mountain, a wizard of poison, just having recovered from the earthquake, saw the great dragon and a flash of shock crossed his face, "A great spirit..."
Then, his expression gradually turned fierce, "A great spirit, trying to stop the destruction of the entire city? No... the Great Master will let them know that all defiance is futile!"
"Quick, set up the altar and the ritual, I must beseech the power of our lord!"
No Origin Spirit can stray too far from the Body after consuming the ’Pale Mother’; it’s a chain of instinct.
But... while an Origin Spirit cannot arrive in its actual body to the Mortal World, it can send down its power.
Previously, the Great Master had done exactly that to help Elder Priscilla, binding the ’Cat Eater God’ to her body.
And now, this wizard of poison was preparing to summon the ’Great Master’ to deliver the final blow to the Golden City!
"Found it!"
Suddenly, a flash of gold.
Fang Xing’s figure erged atop the peak.
Using the Dragon Spirit’s vision, he imdiately spotted these devious individuals.
Bang, bang!
Almost the mont he landed, the heads of two wizards of poison exploded.
Then, the terrifying Martial Arts Will descended, reducing the wizard of poison to almost an idiot.
He reached out his hand and placed it on top of the wizard’s head: "Destroying God Soul Searching!"
In an instant, streams of information surfaced in his Sea of Consciousness.
"Hmm? So the main purpose is still to force the Tulip Duke into submission, and killing is just incidental?"
"Great Master... ritual diagram... Origin Spirit can actually project so power down here?"
A mont later, Fang Xing let go of the corpse in his hand, his face revealing a thoughtful expression, "Even if the Great Master cannot arrive in actual form, he can send his power to the Mortal World, which ans the Church’s ’Saints’ should be able to as well... Beis didn’t have any such moves before."
"Is it his personal reason? Or is there a problem with the Radiant Church as a whole?"
"Has Radiance fallen?"
He pondered this saying, then looked towards the Golden City: "No matter... the most urgent thing now is to quickly deal with that rat."
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