Chapter 281: The Tragic Dragon Princess
While fiercely cursing that damned Old Drunkard to a life of poverty, I grabbed Angeles. Its weight of several dozen tons was easily lifted by me. This incredibly powerful Strength gave me a somewhat lightheaded feeling—purely in terms of Strength, the Old Drunkard shouldn't be my Opponent anymore. Of course, I wouldn't be so foolish as to challenge her just because of this slight sense of superiority; that would be purely seeking abuse. No matter how great the Strength, it's useless if you can't hit the Target.
Hmm, I estimate that after Level 50, no, Level 60, if I Transform into Blood Bear, I should be able to exchange a few blows with her. To be honest, the Old Drunkard's Strength is a bit hard for me to Ponder. What's certain is that she hasn't shown her true Strength in front of me so far. What's even more certain is that her Strength is stronger than that of a typical Level 78 Class Changer. Although this is just my Intuition, please trust my Seventh Sense as a man; it's definitely not wrong.
Holding Angeles, I spun around a few times on the spot, then let go with both hands. It flew out like a discus, smashing into the Forest several hundred meters away. Its huge Body landed, shaking even the entire Misty Forest several times.
Oh yeah, in terms of both Weight and Distance, I've broken the world record, right? Although there's nothing particularly worth being proud of about that.
Recalling the Old Drunkard's description, I didn't make much Movement. A vast and incredible Strength slowly gathered from all over my Body towards my mouth, causing me to involuntarily open my large mouth.
A dark, Void Energy Ball slowly formed in my mouth. Its surface flickered with black Lightning Glow, like a black hole that could Devour everything, containing Destructive Power. When the black Energy Ball condensed to the size of a football, my heart stirred—this should be enough.
But it wasn't enough, not for the first time. No matter what, it should be a bit grand, right? So, I resisted the urge to fire the Energy Ball and continued to pour Energy into it. The black Energy Ball grew larger and larger, and the black Lightning Glow on its surface flickered even more violently, starting to crackle incessantly.
Just then, a small accident occurred. Out of the corner of my eye, in front of my Attack Target, the Angelic Beast, another small beast suddenly appeared. It looked exactly like Angeles, but was dozens of sizes smaller, only a little over a meter tall. Anyone could tell at a glance that it was a close relative of Angeles or something similar. Of course, the most likely possibility was that it was its child.
This little guy seemed to sense that its Mother (?) was in Danger, so it scurried over, stuck out a pair of tender Scythe Legs in front, and squeaked at me in defiance.
I was stunned. What should I do in this situation? Can I swallow the Energy Ball I've spat out? Impossible, right? I can only blame this little guy for its bad Luck, insisting on running out to die. And isn't there that saying?
If you don't cut the grass by the roots, it will grow back with the spring wind.
My Blood Jade Pupils slightly narrowed. Looking at the little Angelic Beast blocking the way, I didn't stop. The black Energy Ball continued to roll and grow, reaching a diameter of over a meter. At this point, the Destruction Storm Vortex emitted by the Energy Ball was already whipping the nearby Forest, making it rustle loudly, as if it were experiencing a typhoon. The black Lightning Glow flickering on its surface even faintly suppressed the Lightning in the Sky, revealing an Aura of Destruction.
I had reached the limit. My Instinct told me that if it grew any larger, my Life might be over. I immediately stopped the Energy transfer, leaning back slightly. The black Energy Ball began to riot.
The Angelic Beast in the pool of blood seemed to also sense the arrival of the Death God. It couldn't help but Wail, using its last bit of Physical Power to Hook the little Angelic Beast blocking its path with its Scythe Leg, and forcefully stuffed it under its belly amidst its squeaking cries, using its Body to firmly Protect it. Although it might be useless against the Opponent's Destruction Orb, this was the greatest Effort it could make as a Mother, using all its Physical Power.
Family Love is truly great. At this moment, I felt a little moved in my heart, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. If the Energy Ball was only the size of a football like at the beginning, I could still change the firing direction at will, but now, the situation was beyond my own Control.
In the Angelic Beast's terrified and despairing Gaze, the black Energy Ball suddenly magnified several times, forming a black Lightning Magic Energy Pillar several meters thick...
A sudden change occurred.
Just as the Energy Pillar formed and fired towards Angeles, a Golden Light suddenly flashed past behind me, so fast that I almost thought it was an Illusion produced by my eyes in that instant. However, this tiny Golden Light intersected with the fired Energy Pillar...
With an explosion of intense light that was impossible to look at directly, the tiny Golden Light was shot straight back over a thousand meters, landing on the ground and smashing a Large Pit several meters deep. The black Energy Pillar was also deflected by a tiny angle, narrowly passing over the Angelic Beast's head, shooting straight into the clouds, tearing open an endless rift in the rolling Dark Clouds in the Sky. Seeing the fiery red Sunset shining down through the rift, while the surroundings were still filled with rolling Dark Clouds, Lars and the other two opened their mouths wide enough to swallow a bird's egg—an ostrich egg. What kind of Power was this?
After firing the Energy Ball, even my Body, which seemed to have endless Energy, couldn't help but feel a wave of exhaustion. It's better to fire this kind of extra-large Energy Ball less often, otherwise, even if my whole Body is made of Energy Body, I'd still be drained dry.
Thinking of this, I remembered that Golden Figure again. Who could it be? Could it be Kashya or Fara? You know, even I couldn't Control this black Energy Ball, and the other party actually forcibly deflected it. Just this point alone made me feel inferior. Besides Kashya and Fara, I really couldn't think of anyone else who could do it.
The Dust in the Giant Pit settled, and a tiny figure appeared. After seeing the person in the pit, I opened my mouth Incredulous—this person wasn't Kashya as I thought, nor Fara, but Warriv, who had been nagging behind us the whole way about how dangerous the Misty Forest was and how everyone must be extremely careful!!
This guy was wearing Golden Equipment that looked like top-tier goods at a glance. His whole body was glistening with golden light, quite flashy, but his appearance was a bit disheveled. Holding his waist and touching his head, he looked pitiful like a patient suffering from old age ailments, climbing out of the pit with moaning and groaning, his face covered in Dust.
Seeing my sharp gaze shooting over, Warriv, who was a little ant in my eyes at this moment, quickly put away the Equipment on his Body, revealing his Traveling Merchant attire again. He raised his head and waved at me with a guilty conscience.
Roar~~ This bastard, he's clearly an Expert, while I was fighting for life and death here. He, on the other hand, became a spectator. My eyes immediately flashed fiercely, wishing I could stick out a finger and squish him to death.
"Roar roar~~" I pointed at Warriv and cursed loudly, but unexpectedly, what came out was a roar. Damn it! Can't I speak after Transforming into Blood Bear? This is really too terrible.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, listen to my explanation." Even if I couldn't speak, seeing my irritable expression now, Warriv would definitely not interpret this roar as a greeting.
"However, I think it would be better for you if I explain later," Warriv quickly added, seeing my eyes quickly becoming bloodshot.
"I mean, the Danger is over. You'd better change back quickly and stop wasting unnecessary Strength. Kashya said the Aftermath is quite significant, right?"
"..." If Warriv hadn't said anything, I really would have forgotten. This damned Aftermath! I even showed off and fired an extra-large Energy Cannon just now. Did a donkey kick my Brain?
My Battle Intent instantly vanished. As I deliberately relaxed, a huge sense of fatigue surged out, instantly flowing through every inch of Muscle in my Body. My Body, which was full of Strength just now, was now like a deflated balloon. After swaying a few times, I didn't even have the Strength to stand straight.
Mm, so sleepy, I really want to sleep. My Brain gradually became muddled, the surrounding scenery became bigger and bigger, and finally, everything went black. I didn't know anything after that.
On the far shore of that distant Forest, a Forest unknown to Humans, a Paradise isolated by Dragons. Green grass emitted fragrance, Flower Petals danced in the wind, the azure and tranquil Lake was like a Mirror, and docile animals played nearby, not afraid of enemies appearing at all—here, except for Dragons, there were no carnivores at all, it was simply like an ideal Paradise.
In this isolated Paradise, mountain pillars tens of thousands of meters high stood towering into the sky as if by supernatural craftsmanship. On these Stone Pillars, countless huge figures soared past in the high altitude, flying back and forth. With their huge wings, arrogant posture, and terrifying Aura, the Dragons of Human legends were everywhere here.
And at this moment, in a corner of this Dragon Paradise, in a tranquil and peaceful Small Lake...
The lake water, flat as a mirror, suddenly rippled without warning. Then, the ripples became more frequent, and strings of large bubbles rose from the center of the lake, causing the Small Animals by the lake to peer out and gaze.
"Boom—"
Accompanied by a clear and resonant roar and the animals' startled footsteps, a huge Golden Figure soared out of the lake, bringing up countless splashes. Its golden-yellow Body, under the shining of the brilliant sunlight and reflected by countless water droplets, was like the most beautiful treasure in the world, making one's heart unable to help but worship.
This was the Golden Dragon, which was at the very top even among the powerful Dragon Race. Although its Body was a few sizes smaller than other Dragons, one could tell at a glance that it was a Golden Dragon that had just reached adulthood. But no one would underestimate it because of this; even if it had just reached adulthood, even Andariel would have to walk around it when seeing it.
The Golden Dragon, which had just had a bath, was in an exceptionally cheerful Mood. Its Dragon roar, mixed with pure Dragon Might, rang out from its mouth. Its Body was like an arrow released from a bowstring, shooting straight into the sky, flying higher and higher, leaving the fluffy white clouds in the high altitude behind.
But she was still not satisfied; she wanted to fly higher to vent the inner comfort.
Just then, tragedy occurred.
A black Energy Pillar shot straight from the distant horizon, miraculously intertwining with the Golden Figure that was caught off guard.
"Boom—"
As a violent explosion sound rang out, the Golden figure, like a smoking airplane, rolled as it slanted downwards from high altitude. Its Speed became faster and faster, even faintly emitting a buzzing sound of breaking air, perfectly echoing that saying: the higher you fly, the harder you fall.
Seeing that it was about to crash headfirst into the ground, the Golden Dragon, whose head had been stunned by the sudden incident, finally woke up. It quickly spread its wings wide and pulled its Body up, wanting to perform a high-difficulty high-altitude dive and swoop up. Unfortunately, it still underestimated the effect of acceleration due to gravity. Even a Golden Dragon found it very difficult to turn its Body around at such high Speed and close Distance. After difficultly pulling up an arc, this poor Golden Dragon skidded on the ground a few times like skipping a stone on water, and finally crashed headfirst into an Altar in front, smashing the Tombstone in the exact center of the Altar to smithereens, as luck would have it.
"So painful!!"
After a long while, a Wail came from within the pile of stones. Then, with a crash and clatter, the Golden Dragon's figure broke out of the ground. Being hit squarely by the black Energy Cannon, plus the impact force from falling from high altitude, was only "a little painful" for it. The toughness of the Golden Dragon was imaginable.
"Wuwu~~ Damn it. My Body that I just washed clean is dirty again. Which bastard did this good deed? If The Princess catches it, I'll definitely throw it onto the moon."
The Golden Dragon wailed in a low voice, no longer having the good mood from just now. From the clear sound like a silver bell emitted from its mouth and its own address, it seemed this should be a female dragon, and very likely the Golden Dragon King's Daughter.
While muttering this, the Golden Dragon suddenly flashed with a white light. The next moment, its huge Body suddenly disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a purple-haired maiden of sixteen or seventeen on the ground.
The maiden looked left and right, then lightly stuck out her tongue and playfully said to herself, "Oh no, I caused trouble again."
No matter how annoyed or angry she was in her heart at this moment, the most important thing now was to escape the "scene of the crime" and get rid of suspicion first. This was the "Experience" she had accumulated over days and months.
Just as she was tiptoeing and preparing to sneak away, a cold voice trying hard to suppress anger suddenly came from behind, "Princess Leona, where are you trying to go?"
Terrible, of all people, it had to be this Old Man—the White Dragon Elder, known for being serious and rigid in the Dragon Race—who caught her red-handed. It's over. Leona powerlessly slapped her forehead. She turned around, looked at the White-Bearded Old Man who appeared behind her, and revealed a smile that could charm people to death. Her clear voice like a silver bell seemed able to instantly dispel everyone's anger.
"Elder Fix, good morning. Me? I just heard a sound and immediately came over to see what happened. I didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as I arrived. This time it really wasn't me, okay?" Leona's golden eyes rolled around a few times, and her watery eyes misted over. Her expression was as innocent as could be.
"Is that so?" Fix's long white beard trembled. The Cane he held in his hand, which looked ordinary and unremarkable but emitted an Aura that was at least above top-tier Unique Item, was actually pinched and broken into two pieces by him right there.
"Then can Your Highness tell me what's going on with the Dust on your Body?"
"Nie hahaha, I was digging a pit. Before coming, I had been searching for treasure," Leona laughed a few times and seriously took out a tattered and yellowed Parchment, saying.
"Hiyo, our Princess's method of searching for treasure is truly special. To fall directly from Mid-air and dig a pit with your own Body, and it seems the location of the treasure just happened to be under the Altar."
Fix said, laughing out of extreme anger. If it were someone else, he probably would have thrown them into the Dragon Prison Abyss without a second thought to reflect, but for this Dragon Princess, this trouble-maker who has caused countless major and minor disasters over the past few hundred years, both he himself and others (dragons) who had suffered were both feared and loved her. Thinking back to those years, her Mother Annelise, with her gentle and virtuous character, was known as the dream lover of all male dragons. In the end, she was taken advantage of by that Yellow-Eyed Dragon. And now, her Daughter, alas...
Leona's face showed an expression of annoyance. So the whole process was seen clearly by the other party. This time there was no way to argue. As if she knew she was wrong, she lowered her head in a wronged manner, her expression truly pitiful.
She suddenly let out an "Eh?" and looked surprisingly behind Fix, "Father, why are you here? I know I was wrong, and I will definitely repair the Altar immediately. Please don't punish me, okay?"
Fix believed it to be true and also turned his head back. He was about to speak, but unexpectedly, his line of sight was empty; there was nothing there. Then, he only felt a pain behind his head, his eyes immediately went black, and he fell down unconscious.
"Eh, Elder Fix, you're too careless, too negligent. You've already suffered so much, yet you still haven't learned your lesson." Behind the fallen Fix, Leona held a Giant Spiked Club over two meters long in her hand.
"So boring. There's not a single one who can fight in the Dragon Race." She put away the Giant Spiked Club, shaking her head and sighing, with the appearance of an Expert feeling solitary.
"Is that so?"
Just as she turned her Body around, wanting to quickly escape the "scene of the crime," a faint voice from behind, carrying endless Dragon Might, rang out. In Leona's panicked and flustered expression, her Body was suddenly restrained. She couldn't move at all. Then, along with the unconscious White Dragon Elder Fix, she involuntarily flew towards the group of stone pillars tens of thousands of meters high that suddenly rose from the flat ground, specifically towards the highest one in the exact center.
Inside the Cave of the giant stone pillar, in a Great Hall as large as an airport, a middle-aged man in a luxurious robe sat quietly in the exact center of the Great Hall. His gaze was calm, and his golden eyes emitted endless authority. There were no high steps, nor did he need a magnificent golden throne; just by sitting there, his Dragon Might was fully displayed. Who was King and who was subject was clear at a glance. No one could pretend even if they wanted to.
"Father~~" Leona ran up acting spoiled and pounced into the middle-aged man's embrace, clasping his neck tightly with both hands.
"Gently, my Beloved Daughter. Do you want to strangle me?" Even the supreme Golden Dragon King couldn't help but roll his eyes. The Strength with which his Beloved Daughter held his neck was enough to strangle an ordinary dragon to death. Even with his astonishing Vitality, he gave a Bitter Smile.
"Who told Father to scare me just now?"
Leona pouted her moist little mouth and complained. To be able to easily restrain a Golden Dragon from a distance of tens of thousands of meters, this kind of Strength, which even the Three Great Demon Gods were beyond reach of, could probably only be achieved by the Golden Dragon King, the middle-aged man sitting there.
"Hehe." He laughed foolishly a few times to gloss over it. Even the Dragon King, in front of his beloved Daughter, was just a loving Father. Then, he coughed a few times, and his face suddenly became serious.
"Little Leona, the trouble you caused this time is too big. That is the Altar passed down through generations of our Dragon Race. Don't think I'll spare you like before."
"Father, I am innocent. I had just finished bathing and was flying up there when I was suddenly hit by a strange energy cannon, and that's how I accidentally smashed the Altar." Leona said in a wronged tone. Although she had been mischievous countless times before, what she said this time was indeed the truth.
"Hahahaha~~ I say, Little Leona, I haven't seen you for a while, and your lying Skill has regressed. Can't you come up with a better excuse?"
The Dragon King shook his head with a smile. Hit by an energy cannon? Is this possible? You know, the entire Dragon Race area within a few thousand kilometers is protected by a Barrier. That is to say, to hit her, you would need to aim from at least a few thousand kilometers away. In this world, except for a few people including himself, simply no one can do it. He believed those other few people would never be so bored. It couldn't possibly be him, right? Therefore, Leona's words were as nonsensical as throwing a stone and then saying a mosquito tens of thousands of meters away was smashed to death by oneself.
"Stupid fat dragon, this time it's true! Did your Brain get flooded?"
Leona stomped her foot and said helplessly and coquettishly. She also knew her words seemed very nonsensical, but she rarely told the truth, yet she was treated as a joke. How could she not be angry?
"Alright, this time I admit defeat. Tell me how you'll handle it, and I'll accept it." She turned her head away without looking at her Father and said angrily.
"Mm, I have already considered this. Didn't you say it was very boring in the Dragon Race? Then I'll let you go see the outside world." The Dragon King said meaningfully.
"Really? Allow me to go out? Not lying?" Leona's anger turned to surprise, and then she greatly rejoiced, hanging onto the Dragon King's neck again. This time the Strength was extremely gentle.
"Mm-hmm, I'm not lying to you, of course it's true. I think I should let you go to the human world to train well, taste the ups and downs of life, and only then can you truly mature." The Dragon King said with a smile, a hint of ill intention flashing in his eyes. How could he not know his Beloved Daughter's thoughts? If he really let her go out like this, the entire human world would probably be turned upside down by her.
"Father, Leona loves you to death." Leona gave the Dragon King a fierce kiss on the face and said with a beaming smile. She had been bored in the Dragon Realm for a few hundred years and finally waited for this moment.
"However, there's a condition. You must go out with a different appearance, otherwise the human world will be in chaos." The Dragon King said seriously, but secretly laughed in his heart. Although Leona was clever, how could she be a match for him, a Father who has lived for who knows how many years?
"No problem, Father, just give the command."
Leona didn't know she had been tricked by the old fox and said full of confidence. Change appearance? Father, for the sake of the Dragon Race's Face, probably won't make me too shabby, right? Besides, as long as my Strength is still there, even if I turn into a Little Dog, I can still do whatever I want.
"That's good. But you said it." I didn't say I would keep your Strength, the Dragon King laughed, secretly adding a sentence.
The father and daughter, each with their own thoughts, revealed smiles. Then, the Dragon King coughed seriously a few times.
"Announce to the Dragon Race, Dragon Princess Leona, for destroying the Altar and committing an irreparable great mistake, the punishment is as follows—Expelled from the Dragon Realm until she reflects. Hope other clansmen can take this as a warning."
The majestic voice instantly resounded through every corner of the Dragon Realm. All the Dragons, whether playing or sleeping, looked surprisingly towards the Dragon King's location. They were all extremely confused about this Command: First, Leona had always caused major and minor troubles continuously before. This time destroying the Altar, strictly speaking, could be big or small; there was no need for special punishment, right? Second, being expelled from the Dragon Realm seemed like a punishment, but actually for those impatient young dragons, especially Princess Leona, what's the difference from a Reward? Third, this "until she reflects" is also worth Pondering. How can it be considered reflection?
Although confused, under the Dragon King's authority, the Dragons didn't say anything. After being confused for a while, they went back to doing their own things. It's just that probably every dragon felt a little lost in their hearts—after Leona, this cute and mischievous Little Princess, left, the Dragon Realm would probably be much quieter.
And at this moment, inside the Cave, a huge Light Ball was flashing in the Dragon King's hand: "Leona, are you ready?"
"Mm, I'm ready anytime." Leona accidentally saw her Father's strange smiling face under the flashing Light and subconsciously felt something was wrong, as if something had been overlooked. However, her longing for the human world quickly suppressed that little doubt in her heart.
"Hehe, very good." The Dragon King chuckled slyly a few times. The Light Ball in his hand gently floated to Leona's Body, enveloping her entirely. After a flash of white light, Leona disappeared, and on the ground appeared a...
"Woof woof~~"
On the ground, a golden-yellow fluffy Little Dog the size of a Pug was looking at the Dragon King with an angry gaze, baring its teeth and barking. It pounced up and bit down hard on the Dragon King's calf.
"My Beloved Daughter, I hope after experiencing trials in the human world, you can truly mature." Half of the Dragon King's laughter was mockery, and the other half contained deep meaning. Then, before those teeth landed, he gently waved his hand, and the Little Dog disappeared just like that.
"I say, old friend, how long are you going to keep pretending?" After sending Leona away, the Dragon King said to Fix, who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious.
"Eiyoyo, our Little Princess's Strength is really getting bigger and bigger." Under the Dragon King's attentive gaze, Fix rubbed his head and climbed up from the ground, shaking his head and staggering.
"I say, Hadi, didn't you go a bit too far? Expelling her from the Dragon Realm is one thing, and also turning her into that appearance. Most importantly, you sealed her Strength completely, leaving nothing behind." With only the two of them there, Fix also didn't hesitate to call the Dragon King by name.
"You care for her more than I do, her Father."
Dragon King Hadi said with a slightly resentful laugh and curse. He understood Fix's Strength best; even if not as good as himself, it wasn't far off. How could he be tricked by his Beloved Daughter's little trick, or even be hit over the head?
"Who told her to be Annelise's Daughter?" Fix said with a dejected expression. Back then, he and Dragon King Hadi both pursued Annelise, but ultimately, his old friend got the upper hand. After that, Annelise had a difficult labor when giving birth to Leona. To save her Daughter, she chose to Sacrifice herself. It can be said that Leona is infused with the love of the entire Dragon Race for her, and love for Annelise.
"Old friend, let's not talk about this today."
Thinking of his Wife, Sorrow in Hadi's eyes flashed past. He waved his hand, "My doing this is nothing more than letting Leona experience the ups and downs of life. I hope she can mature a bit in the future. Don't worry, I will naturally keep a hand; she will definitely not be in life Danger. Moreover..."
Hadi took a few steps forward and walked to the Opening. He looked down at the vast Earth from an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, his gaze piercing through to who knows where.
"In the recent thousand years, the Hell Clan's momentum is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid not long from now, our Dragon Race will also be unable to protect itself. Letting Leona go to the human world can also be considered an Opportunity..."
"You mean to say, our Dragon Race..." Incredulity was revealed in Fix's eyes.
As for the Three Great Demon Gods and existences like Tyrael, Hadi naturally didn't put them in his eyes. Not just him, but any of the Elders were no less than them. But what about behind them?
"Michael, Satan, what exactly are you thinking? I absolutely will not allow you to treat Sanctuary, our Homeland, as playthings to be manipulated at will." Hadi muttered, a determined Light flashing in his eyes.
I opened my eyes and found myself in a world of white mist. I couldn't see other colors, nor could I see the End.
Am I in a dream?
How strange. Generally speaking, people in dreams don't know they are in a dream, but I subconsciously thought this now. Isn't it strange?
"Kid, we meet again." While I was confused, a vast voice came from opposite the white mist.
I was immediately startled. This voice seemed a bit familiar. I pushed aside the mist in front and took a few steps forward. The outline of a Sword was loosely visible in the mist.
"So it was you. Weren't we on the God-Demon Battlefield last time? How did you switch scenes? If you keep doing this, the audience won't remember you, you know." I kindly suggested.
"Why are you nagging?" The other party replied angrily, but lacked confidence. It probably took my words seriously.
"Mm, uh, Holy Sword. Is there something else?"
"..."
"You didn't forget my Name, did you? The audience who can't remember first should be referring to yourself, right?" After a moment of silence, the Holy Sword said suspiciously. Without a doubt, this is a Holy Sword with extremely sharp Intuition.
"Of course this is impossible. I just thought if I remembered, you would get angry." I turned my head away and said guiltily.
"I would only get angry if you didn't remember."
"Alright, then, I say Evelina..."
"It's Evelia, you bastard!!" The Holy Sword was angry.
"See, I told you you'd get angry, right?" I innocently blinked my eyes.
"Alright, what is it this time that you called me here for?" Seeing that I had almost angered the other party enough, I stopped while I was ahead and asked.
"You're wrong again. I didn't call you here; you came yourself." This Holy Sword with a strange temper was as if its skin would itch if it didn't refute me for a moment.
"I came myself? Is it because I transformed? Last time was also because of this..." I muttered in a low voice.
"That's really terrible. Doesn't that mean every time I transform, I have to meet you?"
"My Mood is also terrible after seeing you!" Evelia's retort Skill seems to have greatly improved since our last meeting.
"Let's leave it at that, bye..." I waved at it.
"..."
Me: "Didn't I say goodbye? Why are you still lingering and not leaving?"
Evelia: "I'm waiting for you to leave."
"..." Another period of silence.
"Alright, since neither of us can leave, let's chat about something." Finally, I gave up first. After all, in the world of white mist, Evelia can stay for tens of millions of years, but I cannot. This patience Skill is worlds apart.
"What should we chat about? Let's talk about my transformation. Do you know what's going on?" I probably had too many questions to ask, so when I first saw Evelia, I didn't know what to ask. Now that I've calmed down and thought about it, the questions came.
"Are you talking about transforming into that Blood Bear?" Evelia's gossip soul also seemed to awaken and immediately became energetic.
"You seem to know quite a bit?" I looked at it in surprise.
"Of course, this Holy Sword knows everything. Let's not talk about this first. How does the transformation feel?" Evelia's tone at this moment was no different from the gossipy Auntie next door going through menopause.
"Mm, first Godzilla, then Gundam, and finally Unit-01. My whole being was Weaponized." I tried my best to answer with concise language. Grandma taught me since I was little to be a good child with concise language.
"..." Obviously, Evelia was confused. But having said it knew everything beforehand, it was embarrassed to say it didn't understand, so it pretended to be profound.
"Hey, I say, Evelia, why do you say I can transform into that kind of thing?" I sat next to Evelia, looking at the expanse of white mist before me, and muttered, "It's not that it's bad, but why can't others, but I can? Is it because of this Redeemer title again? If I don't figure it out, I always feel a bit lost."
"Do you think only you can transform?" Evelia's counter-question came from the side.
"What do you mean by this?" I turned my head back and looked at it in astonishment.
"The meaning is very clear. Actually, other Druids can also do it, it's just because God said 'no'." Evelia replied faintly.
"What does this mean? I'm getting more and more confused."
"Still don't understand? Rules. Limited by the Rules, Druids under specific circumstances could originally evolve and transform again, but were restricted by the Rules, so they couldn't."
"Then why can I? Is it because of this Redeemer title?"
"Mm." Evelia responded ambiguously, "Because you are an Existence that can break the Rules. That's how it is. I can only tell you this much for now."
Evelia's tone was very firm. I paused and still didn't continue to question about this matter.
"Then can you tell me why God wanted to limit our human Strength? In other words, if he really wanted to limit our Strength, why did he allow us to improve and create Custom Skills?"
"God limited your Strength just didn't want you to master too powerful Strength and ultimately destroy yourselves, just like the God-Demon War. Essentially it was also for your own good, although the final result seemed to lead to you almost being destroyed by the Hell Clan. And allowing improvement and creation of skills within the specified range is also a form of encouragement for you. To give an example, it's like you can't, in order to prevent the generation of rumors, even strip away the ability to speak."
I opened my mouth. I had too many questions to ask, for example, God, for example, Demon. What is their purpose? Was this War really just caused by Hell wanting to invade our territory?
However, I didn't know where to start asking, and was even more afraid the answer was something I couldn't bear right now. After a period of silence, Evelia suddenly spoke.
"Time seems to be up. Let's leave it at this for now. Hope when we meet next time, you can become stronger, stronger..."
My vision gradually blurred. Evelia's sword body, no, it was the entire world of white mist, also began to twist. Then everything went black, and the words I had just asked were also abruptly interrupted in astonishment.