Complete Fairy Form

Fairy Knight Construct? Is that a category?

The thought had barely crossed Fang Heng's mind when Tian Lan's scream echoed from ahead: "Brother Ed, watch out behind you!" He turned his head, and through the swirling mist, a pair of gray wings emerged first—huge and skeletal, sinking downward.

The wind pressure swept in, pulling the swirling dust on either side into a straight line, from front to back, blowing up both their hoods. And from the parting black dust emerged a golden-red eye, two pairs of long, ferocious horns, and a giant maw filled with fangs. A colossal creature was breaking through the fog.

"Roar—!"

A deafening dragon roar.

As if by instinct, both of them lunged forward together. A gust of wind swept past just above their heads. Fang Heng, holding down his flapping hood, finally looked up. He only saw a slender tail disappear into the mist. The dragon had already flown away. The mist parted in that direction was still rolling forward, and a bright golden line streaked through the darkness.

It was circling the dome—

Wu Di's level was higher than Fang Heng's, and his balance was better. He got up first, grabbed Fang Heng's hand, and pulled him up. "Ed?" he said, then ran forward.

Fang Heng shook his head and chased after him.

The dragon circled the hall, having flown halfway around. Tian Lan, seeing the scene clearly from the front, waved anxiously and shouted, "Run! This way!"

They found a corridor there, leading towards the kitchen. Sylvid and Shesta, the master and servant, Liuli Yue carrying Parker, and Etila and Hong Ye had all arrived. Only he and Wu Di were left.

The two ran desperately forward, but due to their level difference, Fang Heng gradually fell behind. He looked back. Seven or eight Dragon People were chasing them through the mist. The closest one was right upon him. He could even see the scales on its face and its pair of cold pupils.

The Dragon Person let out a low hiss, lunged forward, and clawed at him.

Fang Heng's hair stood on end. He grabbed something and threw it backward—a golden light streaked out, hitting the opponent's cheek precisely. The Dragon Person cried out in pain, turned its head in mid-air, lost its balance, and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

For a moment, even Tian Lan almost forgot to scream.

Fang Heng then realized that what he had thrown was a Clockwork Sprite. The Clockwork Sprite rolled backward, falling behind several Dragon People. He quickly reeled it in with his hand. The Clockwork Sprite buzzed and flew back, colliding with another Dragon Person's ankle halfway, causing it to stumble and roll several times on the ground.

Fang Heng turned back, reached out, and caught the dented brass sphere with a 'snap'.

Meanwhile, Wu Di in front had already dived and rolled into the corridor. Etila turned back, rushed to him, grabbed his hand, and pulled him over.

Before Fang Heng could react, he felt himself flying as if on clouds, landing in the corridor. The elven girl also lunged forward, landing on top of him. Behind them, a low hiss sounded. The dragon had just pounced to the ground, landing heavily outside the corridor. Its long tail swept through the mist, and it turned around, spewing bright flames into the corridor.

Golden flames surged, and the temperature suddenly rose. Fang Heng felt someone grab his shoulders and drag him and Miss Etila back, but the elven girl held him tightly, making it impossible to tell which way they were going.

After a while, he saw a light ahead and the first thing he saw was Tian Lan's slightly anxious face. The French Girl looked him up and down before asking, "Brother Ed, ah, why is your forehead injured?"

Fang Heng shook his head; it was just from the fall.

He looked back—everyone was there, including Sylvid and her servant who had temporarily joined them, as well as Hudi, Jita, and Luo Yu. This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Etila walked over, cupped his forehead, and examined it. A hint of relief appeared in her emerald eyes. "It's nothing serious."

"At least there's good news here: it didn't come in."

Hong Ye's words drew everyone's attention.

They all turned their heads and saw that the dragon had indeed not entered the corridor. It paced behind the raging flames, occasionally stopping to stare at them with its golden-red, glowing single eye.

"Haha, it's too narrow for it here," the Paparal couldn't help but laugh at the sight. He put his hands on his hips, spread his chubby legs, and declared proudly, "Look, it's a dragon, but it can't do anything to me!"

However, Jita wasn't as optimistic as he was; instead, he looked puzzled. "Then why is it staying there?"

"Who knows?" Hong Ye shook her head and made a not-so-funny joke. "Maybe it has a special fondness for Mr. Paparal. I've heard some dragons have peculiar tastes."

This scared Parker, who quickly retreated a few steps, hiding behind Fang Heng.

But among everyone, only Fang Heng felt a little guilty.

He had a feeling this scene was familiar—

He was certain that the dragon horn, or rather, the owner of the dragon horn, had some mysterious connection to the half-crown mark on his hand. He had heard its voice in the illusion before.

Azure Brilliance… that should refer to the strange glow on the Sea Forest Crown, and the dagger Miya gave him. Fang Heng couldn't figure out the hidden connection between the three, but at least he could tell that the other party had some ulterior motives regarding him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the back of his right hand.

It was covered by the leather of his glove now, so he couldn't see anything, and the mark underneath didn't seem to react. But just then, the dragon suddenly let out a low roar, startling everyone.

"Don't worry," Wu Di quickly said. "Its breath attack has a cone range of less than ten meters, it can't reach us."

But Tian Lan suddenly remembered something. "But don't dragons use magic?"

Everyone's gaze, without exception, turned to the French girl.

In fact, it wasn't just dragons; many creatures in Aethelria far more powerful than humans could directly use Aether magic without the Core Crystal's power—

Tian Lan blinked and looked at them. "Why are you all looking at me? Did I say something wrong?"

Before she could finish speaking—

A low dragon's roar came from behind the firelight.

A black mist surged into the corridor again. As soon as the mist touched the ground, it swirled and gradually took on human form, growing horns and claws. Everyone was too familiar with this scene; that damned dragon was summoning its Dragon Servants again.

"Holy crap!" Liuli Yue couldn't help but curse. "Over thirty of them, is this damn lizard ever going to stop?"

"Wait, so what do we do now?" Parker cautiously peeked out from behind Fang Heng, showing half his head as he looked at the scene, his voice dry. "Run?"

"I'm afraid not—" Hong Ye suddenly said. "There are some behind us too."

Everyone's expression changed. They turned around and saw that a black mist was also surging from the depths of the corridor, within which Dragon monsters were taking shape. Some Dragon Servants had even crawled out of the mist.

Two clouds of mist, one in front and one behind, blocked them in the middle.

"How did this mist get behind us?" Hudi asked in surprise.

"It's not just behind us," a girl's voice came from behind everyone. Hearing her speak, everyone turned back in surprise, looking at the girl named Sylvid. She wasn't shy at all and calmly replied, "I'm afraid this black mist has already spread throughout the entire inn."

"What exactly is this stuff?" Tian Lan couldn't help but ask curiously. "And that dragon outside—that's not a real dragon, is it? I've never seen such a 'miniature' great dragon."

"As if you've seen any other dragons," Parker couldn't help but interject.

"Shut up."

"It's a part of Nicobolas," Sylvid replied softly, her light blue eyes reflecting the firelight. "If I'm not mistaken, the dragon horn outside should be a horn and claw severed from that Dragon Witch back then."

"Nicobolas?"

Everyone froze.

But at this moment, Hong Ye interrupted them: "I suggest we don't worry about that for now. The problem now is—what should we do?"

"What else can we do?" Liuli Yue kicked his Walker Type III. "Wait to die."

"Even if we're waiting to die, we have to send a few trainees out," Wu Di said quietly. He looked at Luo Yu and Jita. "Give me your daggers."

Luo Yu and Jita exchanged a look, then drew their daggers from their sheaths and handed them to Wu Di. Wu Di took the daggers and said to them, "Chosen ones won't easily accept trainees' daggers, but once they do, they will do their utmost to fulfill their promise. From this moment until we die, we will do our best to ensure your safety—"

Hong Ye was stunned.

"Wu Di," she replied softly, somewhat surprised, "Thank you."

Both of them were trainees from her guild, and one of them was a promising prospect. In theory, Wu Di had no responsibility towards them. He and Liuli Yue were themselves talents being heavily nurtured by the Silverwood Spear.

But Wu Di just shook his head.

"We all came from being trainees, and we know how hard-won it is. We have five chances, and they only have one. It's fair."

The arrogant young man originally wanted to object, but after hearing this, he shrugged.

Clearly, he was deeply moved—

Fang Heng, standing nearby, also looked at the two of them with some surprise.

In the era when Super Competitions first emerged, the older generation of Pioneers maintained their obligations to their successors. People used the Suva Declaration as a common code of conduct, jointly realizing an era where heroes emerged and ideals shone.

The era of the Star Gate—

People measured their relationship with Aethelria by dreams, not by profit. They threw themselves into it, not just for the fate of their country and humanity, but also to fight for the realization of their own ideals.

From the First World to the Second World, predecessors left countless shining footprints and stories. It was precisely because of this that people like him, who harbored dreams, were drawn to Aethelria.

But today, how many people still remembered everything from the past? As Miss Scarpe said, today's Super Competition is no longer as glorious and fair as it once was. Between people, between factions, behind the dazzling halos, he had personally witnessed how indifferent and arrogant the Major Guilds could be.

However, there were always some people who were different.

He looked at the two of them, and his opinion of them changed slightly.

But Tian Lan clearly didn't share his view. The young girl took out her dagger and handed it to him. "Brother Ed, I just want you to protect me." She glared at Luo Yu and Jita. "Hmph, I'm not like some people who have no backbone!"

As for the latter two, they acted as if they hadn't heard anything.

"All trainees, go to the center of the formation," Wu Di said. "I'll cover the rear. If necessary, you can disregard me. Liuli Yue, you and Hong Ye are responsible for clearing the path. Ms. Etila—" he turned his head. "Do you still have Starlight?"

The elven girl slowly nodded.

"Then you can assist me."

Wu Di then looked at Fang Heng. "Can you still hold on?" As a Combat Artificer himself, he knew very well that controlling fairies was a very energy-consuming task. In fact, he was already surprised that Fang Heng could control fairies.

Fang Heng was silent for a moment.

Then he suddenly looked up and said, "Wu Di, Liuli Yue, and Miss Hong Ye, I have a small request. I hope you can cooperate with me in the upcoming battle—"

"A request?"

"Cooperate with you in battle?" Everyone was stunned.

"Ed—your name is Ed, right? What do you mean?" Wu Di asked.

"It's nothing," Fang Heng replied. "For now, please take out all your spare constructs."

"Are you dreaming?" Liuli Yue couldn't help but curse. "At a time like this, can you stop joking?"

But Fang Heng just glanced at him, silencing him.

Because Fang Heng didn't argue with him at all. He directly placed the Fairy Doll in his arms on the ground and said softly in his heart, "Miss Tata, it's up to you now."

"I understand, Knight Sir," Tata replied softly.

Fang Heng gently released his hand.

A light blue screen was slowly unfolding in his vision.

And under everyone's gaze, a sleeping lady was awakening. The doll-like girl slowly opened her eyes, her long Mithril eyelashes gently fluttering.

And within the pupils that opened slightly—shone not the light blue magic fire.

But a sea of silver.

Sylvid's leather suitcase fell to the ground with a 'snap', but the girl didn't seem to notice. The maid behind her also slightly widened her violet eyes, looking at the scene with some curiosity.

"This is..."

"An Artificial Dragon Soul?"

As for the others, aside from Hong Ye, who had seen Fang Heng's Fairy Doll before, she was only slightly surprised. The rest hadn't noticed anything unusual for the moment. However, they all keenly felt that something had changed.

What had changed was the doll girl's incredibly light movements—

The doll girl's small, round-toed leather shoes took two 'tata' steps forward. Her silver hair trailed to the ground, and with a gentle flick, she elegantly turned halfway around to face everyone.

She looked at everyone, and also at Fang Heng.

Then, she lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands and gave a slight bow to Fang Heng.

The scene was like an elegant princess inviting her knight onto the dance floor, leaving everyone stunned.

Hong Ye looked at the doll girl, then at Fang Heng beside her. Beside him, Jita's mouth was slightly agape. Tian Lan, seeing this, couldn't help but cover its mouth, its eyes almost shining.

Fang Heng extended his hand. Tata took a step and walked onto his palm.

The two met each other's gaze through the doll's crystal-clear, pure eyes. Fang Heng gently supported her with his hand.

The doll girl floated in the air—

She turned around mid-air, her skirt flaring out. Her silver hair danced, and a silver radiance spread from her skirt and hair, forming a net that enveloped Fang Heng, Hudi, Hong Ye, Liuli Yue, and Wu Di simultaneously.

Then, it continued to spread outwards, connecting with everyone's Flexible Constructs.

At the same moment.

A deathly silence fell.

Just then, a Dragon Person finally charged over, its target the still-dazed Sylvid. The Annihilator beside Hong Ye, without any command, automatically rotated inwards, its metal plates opening. A golden-red beam pierced the Dragon Person.

It turned to dust.

"Complete Fairy!"

Liuli Yue shouted in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Hong Ye wasn't much better: "I... my... my two Annihilators have been... completely handed over?"

Among everyone, Wu Di was the first to react.

Without any unnecessary words, he turned and raised his right hand: "Everyone, release all your backup Constructs!"

"Listen to my command—Operation Breakout, begin!"

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