An oval crater appeared in the ground, starting from Fuan's feet and extending to a boundary tens of meters away, with the marks left by the Knight Combat Technique in the middle.
Raging Dragon Nightmare was beyond dead, and Sven once again played the role of a loser, fleeing with a small number of Dragonkin Warrior.
Egil calmed down, sensing the threat posed by the Knight Combat Technique in Fuan's hand, and stared intently at the teetering Dragon Chosen.
"I heard that just a month ago, he was just an ordinary person?"
In just one month, he transformed from a frail mortal into Dragon Chosen capable of killing a peak Golden Knight —such terrifying power...
As the army cleaned up the battlefield, they also surrounded Fuan and the executioner. The executioner supported Fuan and nervously looked at the soldiers around them.
"What do you want? He is the Dragon Chosen, a hero who is to fight against the Dragon Monarch."
However, to the executioner's surprise, the human knights who surrounded him remained unmoved, showing no surprise whatsoever at all when he revealed that Fuan was Dragon Chosen.
Egil pushed the knight aside and stood in front of the two men.
The knights dared not stop them. This world had clear rules. They were Lord Ryan's squires, and in terms of status, they were lower than Egil and other followers of Lord Ryan.
Similarly, in terms of strength, even Mikaela, who could command a thousand Stag Legion soldiers, was far from being a match for Egil.
"Can you use that combat technique again?"
"That's an instinct in my body, and I can't fully control it."
Egil didn't believe it. He looked at the sword in Fuan's hand. It was the weapon of the Dragon Chosen. Anyone else who used it would be cursed.
He wasn't interested in the sword, but...
"There are so many Dragon Chosen in this world, some of whom are powerful enough to kill Dragon Monarch, yet they don't leave behind any powerful combat techniques?"
Fuan was a little taken aback, and when he finally did, he looked at Egil in shock.
"You... you know who I am?"
"Of course, I am also a follower of the Dragon Chosen."
Egil said with a laugh, and then made a threat.
"I believe this power does not belong to you, but if I could master it, perhaps I could help you kill the Dragon Monarch."
Fuan was bewildered. No one in this world had received an education, and he was no exception. Becoming Dragon Chosen only made his mind and soul more active, but it did not directly make him smarter.
He didn't understand what Egil's words meant; they just seemed convoluted and mysterious.
"I found this underground in Sai."
The army returned in triumph, and this time, no one in Saiyi City felt that the food they had handed over before had been wasted.
In the army, the new recruits proudly raised their heads like Peacock displaying their plumage, feeling superior to those around them.
Fuan was among the army and felt something was strange; these people were welcoming, cheering, and showing awe towards the Dragon Chosen.
But it has nothing to do with him.
"Is the Dragon Chosen you follow a previous Dragon Chosen? Is he still alive?"
Fuan asked Mikaela because the other Egil didn't seem easy to get along with; even the soldiers didn't dare to get too close to him, except for the three White Wolf.
As for the Dragon Chosen this army is loyal to, this is the only answer that Fuan can think of.
Only the Dragon Chosen could cultivate such a powerful army, but now the Dragon Chosen is him.
Mikaela did not answer Fuan's question, but instead said:
"We follow the Dragon Chosen."
"You should take us to the ruins of the Dragon Chosen."
Only about twenty Knight Retainer followed Fuan into the underground.
" Dragons soar through the sky, looking down upon the earth; the only place to escape their gaze is underground."
The dim environment made the three White Wolf seem uneasy. They looked ahead as if there was some kind of threat.
As the underground space became empty, the knights lit up the surroundings, and everyone's eyes were immediately fixed on the tall Altar in front of them.
It was an Altar, which had existed for countless years, and on the Altar lay a skeleton.
The skeleton, resembling a human, knelt in the center of the Altar, but it possessed claws like a wild beast. Judging from the shape of the bones, the claws in front of it were incredibly sharp. In addition, a grayish-white tail with many broken bones lay quietly on the Altar; it was part of that humanoid creature.
Its claws gripped a stone sword, the surface of which was carved with tiny characters—characters, but not of human origin; only Dragons could understand their meaning.
On the Altar, the dust was wiped away, and some words appeared, this time in a way that the Knight Retainer could understand.
"Repentance and prayer."
"He seems to have once possessed human consciousness and civilization."
Mikaela said this, while Egil was even more scathing.
"He committed suicide."
"The power I inherited comes from here."
Fuan pointed to the stone sword. When he performed the second blood sacrifice on the weapon in his hand, he naturally understood the inheritance he had received from here before.
Egil reached out to grab the stone sword, while the three White Wolf stared intently at the skeleton, gritting their teeth and whimpering in threat.
Egil remained unmoved, grabbed the stone sword, and pulled it out. More than a dozen of the humanoid's ribs broke, shattering into hundreds of pieces.
However, he survived.
"Roar--"
The roar of a beast echoed through the underground space, and two Dragon Essence suddenly flashed in his empty eye sockets. Then, like a beast, he leaped out and charged towards Egil.
"Run!"
Mikaela shouted, grabbed Fuan and hoisted him onto his back, and ran frantically in the direction they had come from. The power of the skeleton felt familiar to him; it was a power that surpassed that of the Sky Knight.
" Saint Realm!"
"The corpses of the dead Saint Realm."
Egil added that he did not flee immediately.
A series of humming sounds came from the ground of Sai, and thousands of people felt the tremors. They looked at their feet in surprise until the houses began to shake and they were finally awakened to the fact that they needed to escape.
"Run out of the city!"
Breaking through a hole made of piled stones, Mikaela mounted his horse and galloped through the Saiyi City, shouting for the people to leave.
The underground space beneath Saiyi City is unknown, and Saiyi City, which was originally built on mudflats, is not as sturdy as imagined. If the key nodes are destroyed, the entire city will collapse.
He couldn't be sure, but he couldn't doubt the devastation that the power of the Saint Realm could bring.
"Dragon—Destroy Mountains!"
With a deafening roar, Egil was sent flying into the sky. Immediately afterward, the towering skeleton of the dragon-man monster burst forth from the ground. The instant it emerged, everyone in Saiyi City felt a tremendous collapse. Dozens of houses were instantly reduced to ruins, and dust filled the sky, obscuring all vision.
The battle continued. Egil fell from the sky, spitting out a mouthful of blood to his chest, while the monstrous skeleton pursued closely behind. The three White Wolf howled and charged towards the enemy.
However, the difference in strength was too great; Egil's strength did not surpass that of the Golden Knight. Faced with the flying monster skeleton, he flipped over and began to run wildly into the distance.
The two sides were closing in on each other. Outside the city, Mikaela had already assembled an army of eight hundred men, blocking their path.
"Prepare!"
Mikaela loudly ordered that anyone could flee in the face of a threat, but only soldiers, only the army, needed to go against the tide and face all threats.
Egil rushed into the army, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with madness.
"Defense first!"
Upon hearing his words, Mikaela hesitated for a moment before nodding and instructing the knights to raise their large shields in front of them.
boom--!!!
The humanoid monster's corpse crashed into the wooden shield, sending dozens of people flying. This was the terrifying power of high-level transcendents; on ordinary battlefields, they were unparalleled warriors.
"Kill him!"
Mikaela angrily gave the order and charged directly at the monster's corpse with Egil.
As expected, the two were knocked away again, and hundreds of soldiers around them were also knocked to the ground, coughing up blood. However, just as the monster was about to press its advantage and pierce the two men's chests with its sharp claws, a heavy lance flew from afar, piercing the monster's chest and pinning it firmly to the ground.
Looking back, one could see the shadows of tall warhorses stretching across the horizon, with majestic knights on their backs, one hand on the reins and the other on the hilt of their swords, ready to draw their weapons and engage in bloody battle at any moment.
The mountain peaks, resembling rhinoceros horns, fluttered their flags along the coast; they were the symbol of the Frozen Earth Territory.
" Brandt Legion!"
Mikaela exclaimed in surprise, while Egil snorted and stood up, clutching his chest.
Brandt's arrival means that Lord Ryan has come here in person. Egil arrived next to the corpse of this kind of monster. The creature was still struggling and would soon break more of its own bones to free itself.
"Not long" here, but at this moment, it seems to be an incredibly long time.
Riding on the back of the Warhorse Winter's Chill, the richly dressed Ryan approached, and the thousands of Knight Retainer pressed in like a the Forest. The cavalrymen around Mikaela were unaffected, but the other hundreds of recruits and Fuan were terrified.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Ryan looked at the struggling corpse, while Egil, holding a stone sword, replied:
"It seems to be a person."
Wearing the Dragon Emperor's Crown, Ryan looked at the Dragon Essence in the two empty eye sockets of the corpse as Egil's words fell.
In Ryan's eyes, he saw the Dragon Essence on the left, revealing a shattered soul, resembling a human youth covered in cracks, missing pieces here and there.
As for the Dragon Essence on the right, it is very pure, pure energy, without any 'impurities'.
It belongs only to the Dragons.
Humans?
Ryan reached out, and the crown on his head granted him some inexplicable power that only Dragons could wield. He plucked out the pure Dragon Essence, then turned to look at Brandt, seemingly hesitant.
"Can you handle it?"
"Ryan asked, Brandt held his longsword across his chest."
"It definitely can."
Since that's the answer, there's nothing more to say. Ryan touched Brandt's forehead, and in the next instant, the new Dragon Spirit Blessing, along with the Dragon Essence, entered Brandt's body.
The Sky Knight's body trembled beneath his armor, and his warhorse knelt on the ground in fear. However, no matter how much Brandt's body trembled, he gripped his Knight's Greatsword tightly.
Ryan saw that within Brandt's soul, his soul power transformed into a blood-red stag, roaring and howling at a phantom Dragons, before angrily Dragons towards it.
It was a charge; the stag pierced the Dragons's chest with its sharp antlers, its gaping maw tore apart the Dragons's phantom, and then devoured it piece by piece.
The spiritual energy consumption is the same as other Spirituality Blessing, only ten points. However, the biggest test of this Dragon Spirit Blessing is not whether the spiritual energy is sufficient, but whether the person receiving the blessing can withstand the pressure of the life at the top of the food chain.
As the Dragon Essence dissipated, the humanoid corpse in front of him suddenly froze. The last remaining portion of Dragon Essence, containing impurities of human souls, began to dominate. It stiffly turned its head, and after turning around once, it actually locked onto Fuan in the crowd.
" The Dragon Chosen... Die!"
Why? Fuan's eyes were filled with great doubt. Before he could speak, the corpses of these people rushed towards him, determined to kill the Dragon Chosen in front of him.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill the Dragon Chosen!"
The corpse's jaws collided, making a sound. He seemed to have regained some of his former rationality, but he acted with even more madness than when he was irrational.
A long sword blocked his path. Brandt kicked down, and many bones fell from the corpse. He used to be Saint Realm, but after death, he could not display the strength he had in life.
"Why did you kill the Dragon Chosen?"
Ryan's voice, like a demonic chant, pierced the corpse's ears. The corpse turned around and, in utter terror, retreated, its head falling to the ground.
However, sounds were still coming from my head.
"Dragon, dragon... dragon..."
He wanted to say something, but he seemed unable to string together the words, and the Dragon Essence in his eyes was rapidly dimming.
The skeleton sensed death approaching, yet he still couldn't utter the remaining words, only pointing to Fuan's location and the stone sword in Egil's hand.
" The Fate of the Dragon Slayer..."
He pointed with difficulty at the stone sword in Egil's hand, struggling to make some kind of movement.
"Cut it off."
As soon as Ryan finished speaking, Brandt swung his sword, striking the stone sword. The stone sword shattered into hundreds and thousands of fragments, revealing a gleaming short sword with fine engravings on it, which seemed to be a special kind of script.
Seeing this, the skeleton seemed to breathe a final sigh of relief, and the Dragon Essence in its eyes completely dimmed.
"What do these represent?"
Ryan looked curiously at the surface of the short sword, where there were indentations that seemed to have been carved little by little by someone with their own fingers, and traces of congealed blood.
"What do you know?"
Ryan looked at Fuan. At this moment, the two Dragon Chosen looked at each other, but no other unusual phenomena occurred.
"This appears to be Braille."
Fuan said uncertainly, vaguely remembering that the blind old man in Blue Butterfly City had something similar.
Looking at the sword in his hand, Ryan handed it to Mikaela, asking her to find a wooden board and carve out the dents exactly as they were.
"Give it to him then, and perhaps our Dragon Chosen will be able to unlock the secrets of this sword."
As for the genuine article, Ryan would naturally take it back to the Frozen Earth Territory.
This is an extraordinary world where written language doesn't require historians or archaeologists to spend a long time translating it.
These words can be awakened by magic, and then they can tell the Mages the answers they represent.
As for whether there will be any differences, we can just compare them when the time comes.
Having resolved this matter, Ryan looked at Fuan again.
"I heard you were chased rather badly, Mr. Dragon Chosen. It seems you are not up to the responsibility of fighting against Dragons."
Ryan handed over a Magic Potion.
"This potion can temporarily conceal your identity as Dragon Chosen. I hope you will have the power to kill the Dragon Monarch before they discover you."
"The world needs you, Dragon Chosen."
As the sun set and the army disappeared into the distance, the world around Fuan suddenly became empty. He stared blankly at the evil-looking potion in his hand, unsure of which way to go next.
Having awakened twice through blood sacrifice, he felt an unparalleled and terrifying power hidden within his body. This power influenced him, and when the skeletal monster charged at him, he felt an immense rage, even having the urge to crush it.
Not long after, Mikaela gave a wooden sword to Fuan, Fuan decided to head north to find the blind old man who had given him the sword, who should know the meaning of the carvings on its surface.
Moreover, he had already traversed half of the South cities, but the legends of each place told him that the armor capable of withstanding the flames of the Dragon Monarch lay in the the North.
In those lands ruled by Dragon Monarch.
As night fell, Ryan returned to the Frozen Earth Territory, but he couldn't sleep all night.
"What's wrong?"
Avril asked from the side.
"In the world of magic, have you ever heard the legends of slaying dragons and becoming Evil Dragon yourself?"
Ryan asked in a low voice. He didn't dare to say it before in the Otherworld because he felt that when the corpse monster opened its mouth to say something, three incredibly terrifying wills descended. It was because of their descent that the corpse was unable to utter the following words.
Ryan sensed it, which is why he was trembling with fear at that moment and dared not ask any further questions.
However, he also sensed the words the other person was trying to convey from that broken soul.
" Dragon Slayer are cursed by Dragons, and when other Dragons see them, they will feel the curse and begin a relentless hunt to the Dragon Slayer."
"Where the cursed Dragon Slayer goes, many lives will be affected and destroyed by the power of the Dragons."
"Gradually, people began to hate the arrival of the Dragon Slayer, because Dragon Slayer appearance would bring with it brutal Dragons."
"Without people's help, even the Dragon Slayer will die in the Dragons's pursuit."
This is the legend of the magical world, but what Ryan cares about is...
"Is there another version?"
"For example, Dragons destroys the world, and then Dragon Slayer kills the Dragons and rules over humanity, but humanity finds that there is no difference from when the Dragons ruled."
"Is the Dragon Slayer the Evil Dragon itself?"