CH 58

Bai Lixin finished off the silver dragon and jumped back onto the back of the black dragon. The black dragon flapped its wings gently and hovered over the Temple of Priests.

The attentive people suddenly noticed that a black mass seemed to be pressing down in the sky. They fixed their eyes on it and realised that it was all dragons, a whole clan of them!

The power of a single silver dragon was already so terrifying; now it was thousands of dragons flying here. How could their fragile country resist?

The people who had just been cheering embraced each other, screaming and hiding in fear in the arms of their families, while the ministers and priests who had been trapped in the square had long since fainted from fear in the midst of this great joy and sorrow.

The black dragon hovered above the priests’ temple, and Bai Lixin’s clear voice pierced through the air and reached the ears of the crowd with unmistakable clarity.

“Sinner Christian, not only have you used forbidden magic to gain immortality and power from the blood of the Black Dragon, but you have also had the audacity to steal the Dragon Clan’s most valuable book and a newly grown hatchling from the Dragon Clan territory! You have enraged the dragons so much that they are now out in force, and if they do not find the books and hatchling, they will trample the entire human race into ruins! ”

“Sinner Christian, return the magic book and the young dragon to the dragons at once!”

When the crowd heard Bai Lixin’s words, it dawned on them, and they stared angrily at the roof of the priest’s temple.

It turned out that the High Priest’s great power and longevity had been stolen from the dragons, and not only that, but he had now brought about the downfall of humanity!

Christian had long since been knocked unconscious by Hillman and had no idea what was going on outside.

As the black mass of dragons pressed closer and closer, and the High Priest refused to speak, the people began to cry out in despair: “Damn you, Christian, give them back to the dragons!”

“Evil and cunning High Priest, please, give them back their young. You can’t be so selfish!”

But the screams of abuse sank like a stone, without a single response.

The people were desperate, covering their heads and crying out in pain.

And just then, a voice rang out abruptly, “Your Majesty, I have found the book and the young dragon!”

The voice could not be heard by the people in the imperial capital, but Bai Lixin’s voice was heard clearly: “Oh, have you found the magic books and the young dragon? Well done, General Kapler.”

General Kapler had a frail young dragon in his arms, and in his hand he was cupping a book. He raised them high above his head and exclaimed, “Look, Your Majesty, they are safe and sound!”

Bai Lixin’s condensed face relaxed slightly as he jumped off the black dragon and took the hatchling and the book after standing firmly across from Kapler. After that, he wasted no time in leaping back up and onto the black dragon, “Christian, even if you won’t let go, I have found them both.”

With that, the black dragon flapped its wings violently and flew towards those dragons.

Far above in the sky, the leader of the group, a huge dragon in human form, picked up the book and the young dragon carefully and jumped onto the back of another dragon.

With adoration in his eyes, he asked Bai Lixin and the black dragon, “Now what?”

Bai Lixin coughed, “Then you will go back, the show is over. Thank you for your hard work. ”

The man’s eyes widened, “And that’s the end of the play? Your Highness, I haven’t had my chance to appear yet.”

The black dragon beneath Bai Lixin let out a raspy snort, “Go back when you’re told to!”

The man stiffened and hurriedly addressed the thousand dragons, “Alright, retreat! Let’s go back to the dragon territory. ”

The people watched the sky with unblinking eyes, and when they saw the dragons start to fly back, the feeling of life after the robbery was simply too good to be true.

People cheered, screamed, and shouted, “Long live King Alexander!”

And from then on, the people only knew “His Majesty Alexander” and not the Temple of Priests!

…………

In the vast and empty desert, a petite and beautiful figure walked slowly, with a leather rein in her hand. The other end of which was attached to a collar made of metal. Inside the collar was a huge silver dragon with a beautiful body.

Sofia’s heart felt like it was flying as she held the dragon and breathed in the free air outside.

The silver dragon’s eyes showed a look of fascination as it looked at Sophia, allowing itself to be pulled like a pet.

When the battle was over, the silver dragon awoke to find itself trapped in the square of the Sena kingdom with chains attached to it. It struggled several times, but found that none of its strength could be siphoned.

It tried to make a sound, but found that what it spat out was actually a dragon’s roar, and not only that, it could not take human form!

Its power was worse than that of a young dragon!

It must have been because of Ansel’s artifact; it must have sucked all its power!

Just as Hillman realized this reality in horror, King Serinon came marching up to him with his soldiers.

King Serinon said righteously, “Hillman, you are actually a silver dragon! Because of you, the Saron Empire has sent troops to our country. It’s all because of you! Only by killing you and presenting your head to King Alexander can we destroy the resentment in his heart and save our country from the dire straits.”

[You made me attack the Saron Empire, and now you blame me for it, you wicked, treacherous human! I will kill you!]

King Serinon shivered at the sight of the roaring, mad silver dragon, but continued, “Cut off its head and offer it to King Alexander.”

Looking at the approaching executioner, Hillman struggled desperately, but the chains on his body became tighter and tighter, to the point where he could no longer move.

With a cry of despair, Hillman closed his eyes.

Goodbye, Princess Sophia, the one I love most.

Suddenly, a soft voice pierced through the air, “Stop! I’ll see if any of you dare touch a hair on its head!”

Hillman’s eyes snapped open, his eyes unblinking in fascination as he gazed at the delicate figure that had arrived step by step.

Sophia, Sophia, it’s Sophia! I can’t believe I get to see Sophia one more time before I die!

Hillman’s silver pupils were filled with tears, and when he saw Sophia’s dashing figure, he let out a few whines.

In a few steps, Sophia was already in front of Hillman, and she said coldly, “Let me see if any of you dare touch him!”

King Serinon looked at Sophia and frowned, “Sophia, what are you doing? He is a dragon, an evil dragon. You are going to be King Alexander’s wife in a few days. Why are you out here now? ”

After scolding Sophia, he said directly to the guards around him, “Send Princess Sophia back to her chambers.”

Hillman looked at the approaching guards and let out a roar.

[Sophia, go!]

But something miraculous happened. Just as the guards touched Sophia, the two guards flew out of the square like balls of leather.

Hillman’s silver eyes widened in surprise as he looked at Sophia with her fists outstretched.

King Serinon was even more incredulous as he pointed a trembling hand at Sophia, “You, what is wrong with you?”

Sophia laughed and looked at King Serinon, saying, “Father, you have to bear the consequences of your own sins.”

As she spoke, she withdrew her fist and directly ripped the chain tied to the silver dragon.

King Serinon’s jaw dropped and he pointed at Sophia, who was already riding on the silver dragon’s neck, “Shoot, shoot her down, but keep her alive!”

“She must never go. If she does, King Alexander would find an excuse and would raze our country of Sena to the ground! ”

Watching the archers raise their bows and arrows at her without hesitation, Sophia laughed out loud, her hand once again clenched into a fist and swinging heavily in the void of their direction.

At once, an incomparably strong air current arose from Sophia’s fist, blowing hard against those people.

All of them, including King Serinon, were lifted off the ground and blown back down.

Sophia gently patted the head of the silver dragon and whispered, “Go, Hillman, fly me to my freedom!”

………….

Today was the day of the court’s verdict, and the pale Christian was locked in his cage, thinking about how he would excuse himself later.

The trial was fully public and the venue was chosen in the central square of the royal capital.

Because of Christian’s special status, the area was already crowded with people before the trial began.

Finally, as the sun rose, the trial began.

Christian coughed twice, thinking hard about how he would defend himself.

But before he could do so, a familiar voice suddenly sent a shiver down his spine.

It was Chief Priest Kenny and the other five Seekers, who now stood in the witness box, listing Christian’s charges one by one.

When the crowd heard that after Christine had lured Bai Lixin into the dragon territory with the story of the curse, and then lied to the silver dragon that Bai Lixin was going to slay the dragon king, the whole arena boiled over.

In his crimes, he was wicked, treacherous, cunning, and unforgivable!

This man had come close to killing their patron god, their king! This man was guilty of the worst!

As the six men continued to tell the story, Christian had been so discredited that even the judge did not give him a voice and pronounced him guilty outright.

The crimes of endangering mankind and conspiring to murder the king were crimes of the highest order!

A sentence of eight hundred years’ imprisonment was given!

Eight hundred years is a long time for a dragon, let alone a human being, and Christian, who now looked like an old man, could only live for one or two decades at most.

Christine sat in the prison carriage, trying to wrap himself up tightly in his tattered cloak.

The carriage had already circled the imperial capital three times, and people still kept throwing in fruit and eggs, some of which hit the carriage, others hitting him hard.

If it had been the old days, they would have thrown countless flowers at him!

Christian buried his face in the cloak, only caring that his face now looked ugly.

If only he could drink another bottle of the black dragon’s blood, just one, he could leave this hellhole!

At that time, when he fought the silver dragon, the effects of the medicine wore off, even though his own strength had surprisingly been all but drained away. Now he had turned into a perfectly ordinary old man!

An old man waiting to die in disgraced.

He was no longer a high priest, no longer a revered messenger of God, he was now just a scorned sinner!