Eyes weighing as if a piece of iron had been pressed upon them.
“Mmm…”
A low sound escaped from her mouth, like a groan. However, she couldn’t feel anything, as if her consciousness was covered by a gray cloth, restricting her thoughts and ability to act.
“That dragon is about to wake up.” A hoarse human voice came, but without much fluctuation in tone.
Dragon, are they talking about me…?
At this moment, she gradually remembered who she was.
I am Ophi… I am a dragon. But, what place is this… I can’t remember?
The massive dragon pupils slowly opened a gap. The strong light blurred Ophi’s consciousness. She instinctively wanted to push herself up with her claws, but suddenly a sharp, agonizing pain like being flayed struck her already hazy consciousness like a bolt of lightning.
“Ugh…”
As if due to the pain, her slender yet gorgeous ice crystal dragon head which had just crashed back onto the ground let out a pathetic whimper.
Footsteps approached. A human voice, as if muffled by gauze, praised:
“As expected of a dragon with royal bloodline, resisting the ‘Phantom Dragon Incense’ with just instinct. Fortunately, the Dragon Restraining Chains gifted by the Lord can completely seal her movements.”
Dragon Restraining Chains…!
Ophi’s consciousness, covered by pain, suddenly awoke. Amidst the pain that tore at her bones and flesh, her thoughts gradually revived.
She dared not move recklessly, feeling her wings, claws, neck, tail, and other places pierced by mithril chains, connected to the surrounding walls. Runes inscribed on the chains twitched her magic power, faintly glowing.
Not only that, but the metal chains also had tiny, sharp blades, covering the dragon’s body like a tight cage. Moreover, many of the blades bore traces of broken dragon scales and blood, much of which had not yet dried, flowing with dragon blood of a slightly frost-blue color.
It was clear that when Ophi had tried to stand up earlier, these sharp blades had easily cut through her scales and flesh.
“What is this…”
Ophi became anxious. More importantly, she could still feel her magic power and the strength contained in her blood, but she couldn’t muster it at all, as if it were all restricted by the chains on her body. The curse runes dug deep into her flesh, and even her breath couldn’t be brewed.
A third human voice spoke.
“What a beautiful creature. Look at those gem-like scales, those bright pupils, that terrifying yet elegant body, and such an indomitable spirit.”
The figure who approached and stood before her marveled, their fluctuating tone like that of a poet.
Ophi strained to move her head, which was pressed against the ground. What her eyes saw were three humans standing before her.
They were covered in wide white robes, obscuring their faces. Although their figures and tones were different, Ophi felt as if they were cast from the same mold… Behind these three, there seemed to be more people in similar white robes.
Where is this, and what has happened to me…
Ophi buried her head, trying hard to recall. She was originally going to find Ig and the others. On the way, she seemed to have bought a cake that looked very delicious, and then she lost consciousness… Just now, they seemed to have mentioned “Phantom Dragon Incense”? Hmm, perhaps these bad guys added it to the cake?
She thought incredulously. Would I be so easily tricked?
“How should this dragon be handled?” one of them asked.
“Kill her.”
The white-robed figure with a long sword on their body spoke indifferently, then drew the sword in their hand. The blinding white light, as if reflecting the cold sunlight, was mirrored on the metal blade.
Even through the robe, Ophi felt as if she were receiving the terrifying gaze of the person, her body involuntarily trembling. The tip of her dragon tail, pinned to the ground by the cage chains, instinctively muốn to retract.
“Hiss!”
The metal blade tore through the air with a whistling sound, followed by excruciating pain from Ophi’s body, causing her to let out an uncontrollable cry of pain. Her body instinctively tried to lift, and in the next moment, the mithril chains tightened fiercely, the blades inscribed with intricate runes instantly tearing her slender and elegant dragon body into bloody shreds.
Ophi’s dragon head drooped to the ground, her beautiful golden dragon eyes filled with crystalline liquid.
The swordsman in the white robe wiped the dragon blood from the blade and took a crystal ball from his embrace, placing it under the wound opened by the sword.
As the dragon scales were cut open, the frost-blue dragon blood flowed out like spring water, quickly causing the crystal ball to change color repeatedly, finally solidifying into a jade green hue.
“This dragon’s blood can completely open the ‘Gate of Life Realm’.” The voice of the person who walked to the swordsman’s side finally broke through the rigid boundary, expressing surprise.
Gate of Life Realm…?
Ophi vaguely heard this term and wanted to lift her head. Is this thing their conspiracy, and are they trying to use my blood to open it?
The swordsman in the white robe applied force, crushing the crystal ball in his hand, and grabbed the sword blade with his palm.
“In that case, let’s kill this dragon to avoid future trouble… Hmph, she is related to the lord of this place, although they won’t be able to be arrogant for long…”
Is this person talking about Ig? And, he wants to kill me, and then deal with Ig and the others…?
The light reflected on the swordsman’s drawn blade pierced Ophi’s eyes at this moment. Instead, Ophi calmed down, slightly raising her dragon head. Her beautiful dragon eyes shimmered like frost-blue gemstones.
“Mmm, Little Fei, don’t rush… Think, Father and Sister have prepared dragon scales for your defense, you still have to tell your friends to be careful…”
As the swordsman in the white robe raised his cold blade high, Ophi suddenly let out a low growl. Her forcibly raised body was cut by chains like sharp swords, and the flowing blood was like a small stream.
The Frost Giant Dragon’s pupils showed great pain, but at this moment, without any pause, she wanted to use her teeth to reach the black scales secretly hidden beneath the delicate and exquisite dragon scales on her chest.
The light of the cold sword was still slashing down in mid-air, the space seeming to be rapidly frozen by the chill of ice. At this very instant, the Frost Giant Dragon felt rapid magic power fluctuations around her converging. At the same time, someone shouted, “This dragon has talent, she has a backup! Kill her immediately!”
“Little Fei!”
Suddenly, at this moment, a hurried young voice came from the sky.
In an instant, scorching heat spread through the air. Beautiful plumage burning with flames outlined magnificent traces on the sky shrouded by daylight. Flaming wings stirred, igniting dazzling golden blazing flames in the rolling gale!
