Dominant Dragon Soul

The cone-shaped crystal of the Flame Ray subsystem, after being charged, turned into scorching, flowing lava, shooting a golden-red beam into the swirling black fog. A pained, low growl came from the left. Did it actually hit? Hong Ye turned her head back in horror.

The young man stood with his eyes tightly shut amidst the surging black smoke, raising his right hand with his fingers spread. A fluorescent blue magic net rolled towards her and her Annihilator, enveloping them both.

The black fog automatically dispersed around Fang Heng's body due to the magic circulation, lifting his robes and making them flutter as if in a wind. His collar swung, brushing against his chin.

He held his palm upward, extending his left hand.

The Fairy Doll floated in his palm, spinning halfway around. The pleats of her skirt rotated, and the alchemical formulas engraved on them lit up and then extinguished one by one. The fairy maiden then gently landed back in his palm, her feet touching down one after the other. She raised her hands and lightly placed them on her skirt, like a lady's etiquette.

She tilted her head again, her mithril hair brushing against her cheek. She slightly opened her eyes. Behind her, the fairy's bronze feathers sprang open with a click, sharp as blades. In her pupils, a fiery azure blue, the color of magic.

With a gentle flutter of her four wings behind her, the Fairy Doll extended her hands towards Fang Heng. Fluorescent blue magic flowed from her palms, connecting to the young man, then to her, and to the Annihilator, forming three shining ribbons of light.

Hong Ye, caught in this shimmering stream of light, was momentarily speechless.

"You—" Liuli Yue saw this scene, and a comment of 'very well-behaved' died in his throat. He blinked and couldn't help but turn to ask Wu Di, "A Fairy Master?"

"Don't get distracted." Wu Di threw a punch, the wind of his fist grazing the tip of the young man's nose. As the latter jumped in surprise, the former's Fearless also threw a punch, sending a Dragon Person flying.

A blue ocean of light was blooming in the darkness.

Light outlined Sylvid's face. She blinked her long eyelashes, quietly watching the scene.

The maid stood silently beside her, only glancing at the blue light.

"Ed?" Not far away, Hudi looked at the Fairy Doll with a face full of shock, even forgetting to use a pseudonym. Luo Yu tugged at him from behind, and only then did he reluctantly turn his head.

He was still asking, "Did you see that? Is that the talent of a Fairy Master?"

Luo Yu nodded.

Meanwhile, Tian Lan kept looking back, curiously asking, "Where's Sister Etila?"

The Paparal was climbing onto a table using his hands and feet. The wooden table was against the wall, and a hunting crossbow was mounted on the stone wall above the wainscoting. He jumped a few times but couldn't reach the crossbow.

As Hudi passed by, he casually helped him take it down.

"It was hung a bit too high," Parker grumbled. He reached behind him, feeling nothing. Then he turned around strangely, looking left and right, and muttered to himself:

"Where's my short sword? Such a big short sword, I clearly put it here."

In the mist, Etila took down the Hailin Spear and quietly moved through the swirling dust, coming to Fang Heng's side.

Fang Heng seemed to sense something, but he was instructing Hong Ye to attack: "Position 453, I've activated the subsystem for you." Hong Ye followed his instructions, tapping her fingertips twice towards the direction between nine and ten o'clock, hitting both times.

The system informed her that she had injured one Dragon Person and killed another.

The third Dragon Person rushed out from behind the fog, its sharp claws slashing through the air towards the slowly spinning Annihilator. But Fang Heng had already read out the positions: "Position 467, one, speed 22; position 472, two, speed 19."

Hong Ye turned, her long hair flying. She thrust her right hand forward. Two constructs flew out, one above and one below, releasing a shining net of light that blocked the Dragon Person's attack.

However, the latter's attack was naturally not as weak as a Walker Type I. Its claws struck the hexagonal shield, and the light shield immediately shook violently.

Hong Ye monitored the readings on her Core Crystal, seeing the fluctuation of the magic cycle and the change in temperature, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Over a hundred attack power, really high."

But the Dragon Person was, after all, flesh and blood. It also cried out in pain and retracted its claws.

"Behind you," Fang Heng reminded her.

A terrifying, scaled face had already appeared behind the mist. It was a spellcaster. Its withered claws raised black flames, reaching for the girl's fair, slender neck.

Hong Ye's mind stirred. She raised her hand over her shoulder. Two magic buoys on the dial disappeared, and two others lit up. The metal plate on the back cover of the Annihilator slid open to the sides, and two beams of rainbow light shot out, forming a force field shield behind her.

The Dragon Person's claws were blocked head-on. The black flames corroded the light net, immediately sizzling.

The girl then turned around and smiled at the insidious creature, "Bye-bye." Golden patterns flashed across the Annihilator. The Dragon Person spellcaster's body grew heavy, and its movements suddenly froze.

Then Hong Ye kicked it in the abdomen, sending the monster screaming as it was kicked away.

She then gestured with her hand, and two golden-red rays pierced through its chest, one after the other, exploding into a black, misty hole.

As soon as the Dragon Person spellcaster's corpse landed, it turned into dust and scattered.

But as she turned around, she released another Dragon Person.

At this moment, a crossbow bolt flew over, grazing Hong Ye's hair and striking the eye of the previous Dragon Person behind her. That Dragon Person let out a miserable cry, clutching its wound and turning to hide in the swirling mist.

"Die, you big lizard!" Parker held the heavy crossbow, stylishly flicking his hair with his chubby little hands, and shouted loudly from atop the table, "If this crossbow wasn't so weak because it's not Battle Gear—"

"Thanks, little fatty." Hong Ye turned back, smiling and blowing a kiss at the little guy. Then she retreated beside the Annihilator, knowing there was still one intact opponent in the mist.

"I'm not a little fatty, please call me Cartographer, Nightingale, Silent Infiltrator, and the wielder of the Blade of the Thief," Parker said indignantly. "That sword was personally given to me by the Lord of the Mountains."

"Blade of the Thief? Little fatty, are you the champion of the Nightingale competition?"

"The regional champion of the Giant Tree Hills area," Parker added, though he was a bit annoyed. "For some reason, I can't find my short sword."

Fang Heng broke out in a cold sweat.

He guiltily looked into the mist. The magic in that direction in the hall had already dissipated, but his Aether vision could still see the disturbance in the dense fog, as if something was parting the mist and charging towards him.

Fang Heng was startled, a sense of alarm rising in his heart.

"Position 391, something is coming towards me. It seems to have sensed me. No magic reaction," he quickly shouted. "Speed... wait, 35?"

Hong Ye's expression turned grim—at this speed, it was definitely not a simple Dragon Person. At the same time, Fang Heng reported seven distance readings. She pointed in that direction, ordering the Annihilator to fire seven times. Golden-red rays rained down into the swirling black fog, but the system remained silent; all shots missed.

Both of their hearts tightened simultaneously.

Hong Ye reactivated the Magic Spear, and a beam of cyan light shot straight into the hall. The explosion's flash cleared a large area of mist.

However, looking around, aside from a mess of tables and chairs, there was nothing else.

"Damn it!" Hong Ye realized instantly that the intruder was definitely an elite creature. Among organized humanoid creatures, elite creatures were usually high-level professionals.

"Do you have any spare Annihilators?" Fang Heng suddenly asked.

Hong Ye blinked, "...You mean?"

"Let's try it," Fang Heng gritted out.

The young girl felt a strange sensation. Controlling two Annihilators – her instructor had told her not to even think about it before level twenty. But Hong Ye couldn't help but think her instructor probably hadn't anticipated her encountering a Fairy Master.

She couldn't help but glance at the boy.

She had already made up her mind to recruit him into the guild, no matter what—

The second Annihilator materialized to Hong Ye's other side amidst a blue glow, spinning in relation to its companion.

This incredible sight even drew Wu Di's attention for a moment.

He then turned his dead fish eyes back to the center of the battlefield, where Fang Heng, eyes closed, maintained his connection with the fairy construct.

His gaze met Hong Ye's. They exchanged a look, then each looked away, clearly understanding what the other intended.

Fang Heng was unaware that he had become a hot commodity. His eyes could only see a network of light.

Countless starlights spread around Hong Ye – the eight subsystems of the two Annihilators, their two core crystals, four cooling systems, and the magic nodes of their two power systems.

The fairy construct's ability was to connect these starlights into a network, and by sharing computational power, reduce the control burden on the flexible constructs within the network.

But merely connecting to this network made his forehead sweat.

Compared to connecting to thousands of nodes, the dozens of nodes crafted by artificers were nothing. One would never know how difficult a task it was to truly control a fairy construct without having done so.

Legend had it that a true Fairy Master's situational awareness could span an entire battlefield, linking dozens of flexible constructs together—

Fang Heng couldn't imagine. Was that even a human task?

He felt incredibly strained just by enhancing Hong Ye alone.

The thing in the mist was still approaching, but Fang Heng could barely spare attention. He only glanced at its direction and said in a low voice, "Direction 447, but I'm not sure. Use high-density firepower to force it out—"

Hong Ye nodded.

Overload Flow was an ancient and rare school of thought.

But it was rare not because of any inherent flaws.

It was because once combat artificers could control multiple magic-guided constructs, they no longer needed such a school of thought.

Facing multiple magic-guided constructs, combat artificers had only one tactic.

Van Vleet's ammunition count—

Firepower determined everything.

She raised her hand, and both Annihilators simultaneously opened their metallic shells, revealing the conical crystals of their Flame Ray subsystems beneath, like predatory beasts baring their fangs. A golden light flashed.

The next moment, countless golden-red beams interwove and shot out, filtering towards the direction Fang Heng indicated like a net of light. It was like fireworks blooming in the darkness, stunning even the Paparal crossbowman on the table.

Under such dense firepower, the elite monster could no longer hide and rushed out. It chose a direction behind Fang Heng. The mist surged, and a gray spear thrust out from the mist.

Hong Ye saw that the one holding the spear was a Dragon Person covered in armor.

"It's the Warrior Chief!" The young girl stretched out both hands, putting her constructs into overload and activating anti-gravity.

But at this very moment, the hall suddenly shook.

Caught off guard, Hong Ye made a fatal mistake—she misjudged the Dragon Person's speed. The anti-gravity's range intersected with it, only landing behind the Dragon Person. Several tables flew into the air, smashing against the ceiling.

"Ah!" Hong Ye panicked.

The armored Dragon Person's spear was already aimed directly at Fang Heng.

However, there was someone beside Fang Heng at this moment. A sapphire spear thrust in from the side, and the two spears clashed with a clang. Sparks flew. The armored Dragon Person only took a step back, while the elven girl holding the Hailin Spear was almost sent flying.

"Miss Etila!" Fang Heng exclaimed.

But as soon as she landed, she agilely rolled on the ground and sprang up. Her emerald eyes looked at the Dragon Person Warrior Chief, and she began to chant, "People of Ameya are born of the earth, where all spirits slumber, lies nature's domain."

She lifted her hands—

The armored Dragon Person paused slightly, feeling the ground tremble. As he looked around, a sudden, booming sound erupted. A wall of vines lifted the stone slabs from the ground and grew out, entangling him.

Seeing this, Fang Heng finally remembered—Etila was not just a hunter, but also a Druid.

Although the low-level Entangle spell might not have much effect on an elite Dragon Person, the momentary delay was enough for Hong Ye to correct her mistake. The Dragon Person had just broken free from the thorny entanglement and looked up, two intersecting beams of light reflected in its prism-like pupils.

It paused slightly.

The Magic Spears crisscrossed—

Where they passed, half of its body simply vanished, leaving only a mangled lower half kneeling on the ground, eventually turning into dust.

Hong Ye finally let out a sigh of relief.

She looked at Fang Heng apologetically and was about to speak. But she heard Fang Heng say in a low voice, "Don't stop, run—"

The hall shook violently once more.

It was as if some colossal creature had flapped its wings and left the ground.

Then, a long dragon roar pierced through the swirling black mist, rushing towards them.

And amidst the roar, countless Dragon People were reforming within the mist, even the elite Dragon Person who had just died. They straightened up from the smoke and dust, shook their heads, and then pairs of eyes glowing with dark red light all turned in this direction.

"Wh-what on earth is this..."

Hong Ye was already frozen in fear.

The Elf Maiden ran up from behind, grabbed her hand, and dragged her back.

The Paparal also sat down on the table, but a hand reached out from behind and lifted him, placing him over a shoulder like a sack of flour. Parker yelped in fright, only to realize that the person carrying him was Liuli Yue.

Meanwhile.

Wu Di also abandoned the fight. He went straight for Fang Heng, grabbed his shoulders, and ran in one direction. There, Tian Lan and Luo Yu were anxiously waving at them: "Hurry, over here!"

"It's coming!" Fang Heng, wearing goggles, suddenly shouted.

A low hiss, as if something was approaching from behind them, breaking through the mist.

But at this very moment--

An unusually calm voice suddenly sounded in Fang Heng's mind: "Knight, please transfer the permissions for the Fairy Type Flexible Construct."

"Miss Tata, you...?"

Fang Heng was slightly taken aback.

He knew that Dragon Souls were divided into two types: combat Dragon Souls and magic-guided Dragon Souls, each specializing in controlling different types of Dragon Knight Constructs. But he had never heard of any type of Dragon Soul being able to control a Fairy Type Construct.

And he had always thought Tata was a magic-guided Dragon Soul.

However, the Fairy Miss's voice was very calm, as if sensing his thoughts:

"Silver Tower's first-generation experimental Artificial Dragon Soul—The Final Approacher, a Dominator-type Dragon Soul, Tata-Thumb-Morningstar; my birth was specifically for Fairy Type Knights—"

"Knight."

She replied softly.

"Fairy Type Knight...?"

The updates for the next two days will be a bit late, I hope everyone can understand. It will return to normal after a while. Please continue to vote and collect! Also, there was a small error yesterday, I wrote Sea Forest Crown as Kaolin Crown, which has been corrected.