Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“How arrogant,” a Purple Dragon answered listlessly. “Let's do it so this little one will learn to respect his stronger elders.”
“Hehehe…” The Black Dragon rubbed his claws and snickered.
This group of fellows seemed to be quite the oddb.a.l.l.s.
Garen had already made his point so he was not going to waste any more breath and got up. A layer of white golden color started to spread out over his scales.
“This little guy is about to make a big one, restrain him!!” The Purple Dragon shouted out loud.
The group of giant dragons bolted over. With Garen in the middle, the surrounding eight giant dragons stuck themselves onto the transparent barrier beside Garen, unleas.h.i.+ng rays in varying tones of color.
Their movements paused for a moment before a powerful, large force burst out.
“Dragon Force Formation! This is the Dragon Force Formation I devoted myself to creating, you can't escape now, hahaha!!!” Asilia had her hands on her waist as she laughed hysterically.
“You little pipsqueak better be prepared to lick my a.s.s! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
This fellow was getting out of hand.
It was at this moment when the large mult.i.tude of colors clicked, and a horrifying white golden glow broke out from the chained shackles. Garen's body expanded rapidly into multiplying folds of his original size to twice the size of an adult giant dragon.
He gently swiped his ma.s.sive tail.
Wham!!
The a.s.sembled Dragon Force Formation by the eight giant dragons crushed. The eight dragons flew out from the impact, whizzing in high-velocity wind.
“What!!??” Asilia was stunned and wham, she was knocked right in the face by one of the flying Red Dragons.
Wham!
She crashed violently onto the wall before tumbling down together with the Red Dragon. A human and a dragon laid on the ground whimpering, not being able to get up.
Bam, bam.
In just two steps, Garen came before her. He extended his large claw to dangle her up, as his tail made another sweep on a giant dragon which was trying to get up.
“Little girl, there's a price to pay for being so arrogant,” he dangled Asilia by the collar like a pendulum.
“Let… me… go!!” Asilia shouted weakly. She was alright from that dreadful bang onto the wall. She must share much of the Dragon Force that her vitality was similar to a dragon's.
Roar!!
A Black Dragon bit Garen's wings from behind.
Garen swung his body casually, and the Black Dragon was tossed into the wall by Garen's wings. Runes appeared on the wall, but the wall did not crumble. The Black Dragon instead was smashed to the point that he was incognizant, with blood bleeding out of his seven apertures.
Wham! Wham! Wham!!
With three consecutive knocks, the claw on Garen's wing let go of the Black Dragon and left him to free fall. He had lost his strength to retaliate.
“You're next,” Garen looked at Asilia. His malicious eyes gave this little girl the chills.
“No, you can't do this to me!” She shrieked.
“You can ambush me, yet I can't return the favor?” Garen curled his lips into a smile, “or maybe, you have another choice.”
“What… what other choices?”
“Let me eat you,” Garen made out an evil face.
“Ah!!!!” Asilia cried out loud. “You're dead!! Dead!! How dare you bully me!! My father will not let you go!!”
Garen's ears were ringing, his eardrums hurt from her sharp screeching.
“Stop crying!! Stop crying!!!” He roared.
But her voice got louder and louder, crispier and crispier, stabbing hard into his brain.
“Wa…! I'm going to die!!!” Asilia continued to wail.
Garen felt something sticky leaking out of his ears. He touched it. It was White Dragon blood!
He immediately tossed Asilia away.
But a terrifying force froze her in midair. Asilia's cries continued but her eyes flashed a white silvery glow.
Garen felt his body weakened. He scanned his status. This voice depressed an average of ten attribute points.
He dared not stay on further and made a dash to the cave's entrance. This Dragon Master was too weird. He glanced at the eight giant dragons on the ground. These fellows were conversing while lying on the ground, only the Black Dragon was wiping off blood from his body with a long face.
“I say, that fellow must not be able to withstand, right?” The purple dragon said while lying down.
“Once Asilia's ultimate technique is out, it is without parallel! She is the direct bloodline of that lord after all.”
“There will be another companion joining us soon.”
“Isn't that great? This time, this fellow is not just your regular valiant. We are easily shaken off.”
“You, a Purple Dragon, come talking to us about strength?”
“Let's see how long he'll last?”
“I'm betting ten seconds.”
“I bet one minute. He must be immune from level nine spellcraft. Tsk tsk, no wonder the young lady was so hung up on it. Already immune to level nine spellcraft at such a young age, you can just imagine how strong he will be in the future.”
“It can be a little troublesome. Such a young talent, if Tiamat were to get word of it…”
“It's okay. It's Snow City here, the territory of Ola. Tiamat can only rot in purgatory and abyss.”
The giant dragons were unharmed from the soundwave due to the contract, so they were in the mood to do small talks.
But Garen was not in the most pleasant mood. He felt the scales on his body loosening up. This sound wave of an energy seemed to be equivalent to a level nine Succubus' Wail, perhaps even more powerful and could last forever. He might be immune to level nine spellcraft, but this sort of long-term damage would loiter.
Wham!
Garen hammered himself heavily onto the transparent barrier in the cave, creating clear ripples.
The ma.s.sive force quaked the entire cave.
The eight giant dragons looked over with their jaws dropped. They didn't think that Garen possessed such powerful strength.
Asilia was startled as well, and she stopped shrieking. The white silvery color in her eyes finally faded away.
Garen glanced at her in pain. He finally understood the reason why the three elders warned him to stay away from Dragon Masters. This little one… was just so strange.
The earlier powers… did not seem it could be wielded by just anybody. It was obvious Asilia harbored with her a deep secret. This secret must be related to the upper levels amongst Arcanists. He really did not want to be tied down to anything prestigious this early.
He gave another hard ram.
With a bang, the walls of the cave crumbled. The entire cave contorted and the scenery around changed. Garen suddenly found himself back in the streets of the hotel.
The guards and patrolling flying dragons had tightened their security around. His sudden appearance did not cause a panic but quickly, a lean elegant Blue Dragon walked up.
“You look fine?” The Blue Dragon was surprised. “Don't worry, Asilia has been taken away by the Tower Master to be taught a lesson. This time, she was too irrational. The Tower Master will be giving all dragons a satisfactory answer and compensation.”
There were large groups of level two and three elites patrolling around here with a few veiled powerful auras that could be felt.
It looked as though that the attack had triggered a negative impact in Snow City.
The Blue Dragon blocked the mess on Garen. He was slightly surprised and felt pitiful. If Asilia and Garen had succeeded in binding a contract, things would be easier to take care of. The contract binding failed so Silver Tower would need to pacify the dragons with a satisfactory answer, otherwise, any dragon with the slightest talent would be forced to sign a contract and no Dragon Clan would ever want to cooperate with Snow City and that could be troublesome.
A few old dragons wielding white staffs flew over from a distance and landed gently by Garen.
“Thank Tiamat that Master Garen you're all okay. We are already in serious negotiations with Silver Tower. Don't you worry, this time we will definitely uphold justice for you!” They held with them a White Dragon Mountain emblem. They must be representatives of White Dragon Mountain. They reeked of heavy divine powers of Dragon G.o.d. They were Tiamat's dragon pastors.
Rus.h.i.+ng over at the very first moment, they were here to brown nose.
Garen responded with a smile and exchanged greetings in gesture of graciousness. Soon, the group of dragons sent Garen off to the hotel to rest. Of course, it was not the same hotel but another. Ken and Annie rushed over, with a strong adult Black Dragon following behind them. Another exchange of politeness, this Black Dragon was a level ten in charge of coordination between humans and dragons in Snow City. Ken and Annie had apparently gone off to seek help.
A few of the White Dragons with contracts with Snow City n.o.bles came over to express support. Garen responded all with open arms. The representative of Silver Tower, a level eight old wizard came over, showing concern and apologized on behalf. He also offered plenty of options in compensation.
The situation caused by the Dragon Master was then laid to rest but Garen was now wary of Asilia.
That white silvery eyes really stunk of G.o.dliness.
A shop in Dragon Urban Area.
Garen and his two Dragon Guards were hanging around in a department store swamped with various large beasts. There was no sight of any human. They were all large beasts with huge body types. Dragons were the main customers while the rests were oddly shaped dragon beasts or highly intelligent large beasts.
The boss was a large octopus ten of meters in height. Each of its tentacles has eyes, a natural surveillance camera.
The store sold many unique sparkly items. Some were enchanted while others were natural treasure, jewels or crystals. There were even unknown mysterious items. The lowest price was set at over a million gold coins, definitely not your regular rip off.
Garen stood behind two large-headed monsters, looking at a transparent crystal ball on the counter.
“Boss, how much is this?”
He squeezed in and grabbed the crystal ball, asking.
The octopus monster reached out a tentacle and sized Garen up.
“Twenty million, non-negotiable.”
“Void Crystal. It can imprison a soul from another world level eight above but below level ten. A must-have to build a Wizard Tower.”
