Taking Back Dragon Cry

Throughout the night, not a single soldier dared to stop them, for fear that if they were touched by this unknown thing, they would die from festering sores all over their bodies.

He roared all night, his domineering aura unmatched, no one dared to stop him, sparks flying as he raced from the road to the rooftops, from the rooftops to even higher rooftops, invincible. Then the effects of the speed-inducing fragrance wore off...

Suddenly slowing down from its lightning speed, Ye Yi stumbled while running, crushed a piece of tile, lost her balance, and rolled off the roof.

Just as the massive face of the night was about to make close contact with the ground, his falling body suddenly stopped in mid-air. A gentle force gently placed him on the ground and took the Dragon Cry Magic Staff from his hand.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Ichiyo. Leave the rest to me!"

In the sky, Eleven, dressed in colorful robes, came gracefully on the wind and took possession of Dragon Cry, but the next moment he was stunned.

The instant he touched the Dragon Cry Magic Staff, endless negative emotions surged into Eleven's consciousness: sorrow, anger, resentment, despair... He seemed to hear the mournful cries of countless dragons echoing in his ears, and the dark emotions seemed to overwhelm Eleven, instantly rendering him unable to move.

A thrill! A powerful thrill from the depths of my soul, and... a longing!

Eleven stared blankly at the staff in his hand, a rare glint of greed appearing in his eyes.

However, these emotions came and went quickly, surging in like a giant wave but receding just as fast as the tide. A moment later Eleven's eyes regained their clarity, as if from another world, the Memory of that instant becoming somewhat blurry.

The soldiers who had been chasing Eleven all night looked up and saw a fairy in light clothing, with flowing silver hair, standing quietly in the void, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, making her look pitiful. Her exquisite beauty made the soldiers who had been staring at her all night feel as if their eyes had been purified, and they felt extremely comfortable.

"Wow! Look! It's Fatty eating!"

Boom!!

A huge crater appeared in the area where the exclamation had just been heard.

"Damn it!! Don't look!!"

Eleven awkwardly adjusted her skirt, only then realizing she'd forgotten to change. That momentary lapse in attention had allowed a bunch of scoundrels to take advantage of her. How annoying!

He glanced down at the Dragon Cry in his hand, a sense of unease rising within him. He twisted to avoid the magical ray aimed at him, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts, and charged headlong out of the city.

The magical rays behind him were overwhelming. A glint flashed in Eleven's eyes, and three more identical figures appeared around him. The four Eleven separated by some distance, flying in mid-air in a four-corner formation.

Before the magical rays could even get close, Eleven flicked his wrist, tossing Dragon Cry to his clone next door. The magical rays instantly changed direction, altering their target.

The magic rays were designed to follow the Dragon Cry's location. The Kingdom of Stella probably figured that since the Dragon Cry was a staff with extremely high magic resistance, it would be more durable than the thief who stole Dragon Cry, so they just attacked it relentlessly.

However, this design has a flaw: the positioning of the magic ray is too sensitive, while its own speed is not fast enough, making the positioning system seem a bit stupid.

The moment the clone caught Dragon Cry, it tossed it to the next clone, and the magical rays behind it naturally changed direction again. In this way, Dragon Cry began to be passed around among the four Eleven, and the magical rays could only sway back and forth behind it, drawing circles among the four Eleven.

The target kept changing location, making it impossible to hit or catch up, which was very frustrating!

The magic rays were furious!

After failing to catch up with its target for a long time, the magic ray finally lost power and exploded with a loud bang, creating Fireworks in the air.

Eleven smiled slightly, retracted his clone, and rushed out, his feet treading on flames. The walls of Altair City were already in sight; once he broke through the walls, these magical rays would no longer be able to pursue him.

However, at that moment, Eleven suddenly had a thought and subconsciously paused. A huge silver bullet grazed his nose and disappeared in a flash. If he had moved forward just a little bit more, his head might have been blown off.

"Musketeers?"

Eleven frowned and looked towards the top of the city wall, where a very strong bearded man stood, a cigar dangling from his mouth and a specially made large pistol in his hand.

"Hey, it's Zaxue!"

Upon seeing the man before him who looked exactly like the one on the wanted poster, Eleven burst out laughing. Wasn't this the Zaxue that King Fiore had been emphasizing all along? How did he end up delivering himself to his doorstep?

Although their mission objective was only Dragon Cry and they didn't need to pay attention to Zaxue, since they had already alarmed the Kingdom of Stella, Eleven didn't mind doing a good deed and taking Zaxue back with him.

After all, the bounty on this guy is quite high!

Zaxue, seemingly unaware that Eleven was plotting against him, looked somewhat ferocious as he saw Eleven dodge the bullets and asked a question.

"How did you open the treasure vault door? That door should only be able to be opened with the ring I have!"

Eleven grinned lewdly, too lazy to waste words with Zaxue, and swung his Telekinesis hammer down at Zaxue. With a loud bang, a gap was smashed open in the city wall.

However, before the dust had even settled, Zaxue's figure had already jumped out. To Eleven's surprise, the guy was completely unharmed, except for a little dust on his body.

Dusting off his clothes, Zaxue looked up at Eleven with a hint of amusement. "Do you know why they entrusted this country's defense to me?"

"Because I am the strongest man in this country!"

A crimson light suddenly burst forth from Zaxue's eyes, and Eleven, who had been staring at Zaxue, immediately felt his vision turn blood red, and his body became uncontrollable.

From the outside, Eleven's originally light blue eyes now appeared blood red.

"Hahaha, you're really unlucky to be my enemy. What a pity for such a beauty!" Zaxue laughed wildly as he saw that his magic had been successfully cast.

Eleven was also surprised by his own state, releasing a large amount of Spiritual Power in an attempt to break through the crimson energy controlling his movements.

And then, Eleven succeeded...

The crimson energy enveloping Eleven didn't seem as strong as it appeared; it was easily broken through by Spiritual Power.

While Zaxue was still laughing wildly, Eleven's eyes had already regained their clarity.

They stared at each other, and for a moment the air fell silent... it was so awkward.

"How... how is this possible? How can you be out of my control?" Zaxue was completely bewildered.

"Uh... I don't know either." Eleven was also confused, thinking it was some kind of powerful magic, which startled him!

Rumble!

The Telekinesis struck the spot where Zaxue was once again without warning, shattering that section of the city wall.

"Zaxue, surrender! Come back with me and Take Over the Kingdom of Fiore's punishment." Eleven had no time to argue with Zaxue anymore and shouted sanctimoniously.

Zaxue's skills were indeed impressive, dodging Eleven's powerful attack once again. However, after realizing that his magic was no longer effective, Zaxue lost the will to continue fighting. Ignoring everything Eleven said, he flipped over the city wall and ran towards the city in a flash.

Zaxue Eleven was somewhat stunned as he watched Zashu Elavin decisively flee. He hadn't expected that the man who had just been boasting about being the strongest would run away without hesitation.

￣へ￣ Shameless!

Turning his head to glance at the overwhelming magical rays raining down again and the hordes of soldiers surrounding him, Eleven forcibly suppressed the urge to drag Zaxue back. After all, Zaxue was the Minister of State of the Kingdom of Stella, and bringing him back would actually be a bit troublesome.

Anyway, this guy doesn't seem that strong. Right now, it's more important to take away the Dragon Cry weapon first and avoid any further complications.

Turning around and accelerating, Eleven flashed over the city wall and disappeared into the dense forest outside the city.

The Dragon Cry Magic Staff was actually snatched away by them without any real danger.