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Canulius's voice was swallowed by the thick fog. After a moment of silence, the sky was once again torn apart by a pair of twisted hands.

These hands were even larger than the hands that had swallowed the testing equipment earlier. Their skin was bluish-gray, and their fingers were of varying lengths and thicknesses. A scarlet tongue fell out from the space, constantly secreting saliva because of the taste of Canulius's blood.

"Goo!" The blue-handed monster's tongue swirled halfway in the air, emitting a deep, ethereal sound. The invisible sound waves vibrated in the air, easily shattering a sentinel's mental body.

Canulius's spiritual form was shaken and forced to retreat, the blue flames weakened, and his body shrank.

Having stayed in the North Second District for so long, Canulius's spiritual body is only half the size it was in its best condition.

At this moment, dragon scales had covered Canulius's body. As soon as the dragon scales were removed from his neck, they began to grow wildly again.

He did not let the spiritual entity stop; the flames continued to burn the surrounding fungal carpet and alien species, suppressing them.

The blue-handed monster had just reached out its hand towards Kanulius when it was burned by the flames and retreated back into its spatial dimension.

It emitted a gloomy groan, and the space completely closed. But in an instant, a spatial rift tore open behind the golden dragon's spirit body, and a blue hand grabbed it. The rounded fingertips turned sharp and pierced through the golden dragon's body.

The golden dragon writhed in pain in Qing's hand, its body becoming increasingly transparent.

Canulius's vertical pupils contracted, he gripped the hilt of his sword, and with a "whoosh!" his wings unfurled behind him. He leaped into the air, a streak of silver-blue light flashing through the sky, severing the blue-handed monster's hands and tongue.

The golden dragon broke free of its restraints, turned around, and spewed flames.

"Gurgle! Gurgle!" The blue-handed monster let out a painful howl, and the violent mental fluctuations stirred up the red mist in the air. The alien species were also affected by its mental fluctuations and shrank back into the shadows.

Kanulius glanced at the alien species suppressed by the Blue-Handed Monster, pondered for a moment, and took advantage of the Blue-Handed Monster's distraction to plunge his longsword, wrapped in spiritual power and dragon flames, into the spatial rift and slash down forcefully.

A bluish-gray ball-shaped object appeared in the crack.

Canulius glimpsed the full form of the blue-handed monster in the rift; it resembled a plant, with its hands as leaves and its round head as a flower bud.

There is only one tongue in the middle of its head. Everything it eats is stored in this head and turned into energy. Several thin threads connect to it from below, flashing red light and extending into the depths of the dark space, with no end in sight.

Canulius recognized the substance; it was a contaminant known in the Dragon Clan's records as the Hand Bone Flower.

They typically grow deep within polluted areas, providing energy to the biggest bosses, and don't have much offensive power. Sentinels will prioritize eliminating them, and can also obtain extremely pure energy crystals from them.

They've already appeared when we've only advanced a third of the way into the contaminated area, and they're even guarding this area as a regional boss. This isn't a good sign.

After being injured, the Bone Flower closed its other blue hand, covering its head, preparing to close the spatial rift.

Canulius swiftly plunged the knife into its head.

"Ding!"

The specially crafted longsword pierced a hard object, and at the moment the sound of shattering rang out, space closed, and Canulius's longsword broke in half.

The air quieted down, and the red mist that had been surging wildly due to the mental fluctuations stopped flowing.

Everything seemed frozen in time, except for the surrounding flames that were still burning.

Canulius took two deep breaths, grasped his right wrist with his left hand, and used flames to cauterize the wound to stop the bleeding.

The golden dragon's spirit returned to his side and uttered a low murmur.

Canulius looked at it and said, "It doesn't hurt too much."

As he spoke, he plucked a dragon scale from his neck; no external injury could compare to the pain of having a dragon scale plucked.

Even with immeasurable mental pollution, he remained clear-headed through such pain.

As soon as he plucked the dragon scales, the golden dragon's spirit body let out a painful hiss.

"What's your name?" Canulius shoved the dragon scale directly into its mouth. "Burn it."

A ball of fire lit up the belly of the golden dragon's spirit body, burning away the dragon scales inside its belly, and then it exhaled a puff of gray smoke.

It shook its head and meowed at Canulius. Canulius: "Hmm, let's go find her."

However, I can't let her see the marks on my neck; I need to change into a high-necked dress.

The golden dragon spirit flapped its wings impatiently, eager to go out and find her as soon as possible.

The weaker his mental defenses, the stronger his longing for her.

Suddenly, the stagnant red mist began to surge.

Canulius's expression hardened slightly as he looked up at the sky.

The sky, like an oil painting, was being poured down, the messy paint mixing together, turning the colors dirty black.

It is space that is distorted.

The sky, the ground, and everything around us were torn apart by pairs of gray-white and bluish-gray hands of varying sizes.

"Goo!"

They all made a sound, and the mental impact was several times stronger than before. Canulius's spiritual body protected him and blocked this wave of impact, but his body instantly shrank to the size of Canulius's body, becoming so transparent that it was almost about to disappear at any moment.

The heads of the hand-bone flowers, hidden in the space, peeked out and, seeing that their attack had missed, opened their hands and slapped them together forcefully.

Canulius suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood from his chest, and his spiritual body shrank to the size of his palm.

"goo"

The handbone flowers let out a soft cry, seemingly surprised that the dragon was so resilient, and then excitedly flicked their tongues.

Such a resilient body will soon belong to them.

Canulius sensed their thoughts, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "Since you want me so much, why don't I show you a big one?"

"Goo?" The Hand Bone Flowers made a puzzled sound. Their heads were filled with energy, and their intelligence was not high, but they shared ideas.

Canulius grasped its spiritual form, his hand gradually tightening. "Will she be afraid when she sees me like this?"

A tear rolled down Little Golden Dragon's eye and landed on his hand, only to be quickly evaporated by his body heat.

"Don't be afraid," Canulius murmured, flames beginning to ignite around him. "This is our destiny."

"Damn it! How did these Federation idiots manage to get the teleportation point so wrong!"

Canulius heard a dull thud behind him as something fell to the ground, followed by the cursing voice of a young boy. He paused slightly.

"Is this the last location? No, I feel nauseous, I need to catch my breath."

Upon hearing that soft, clear voice, Canulius was jolted.

Is he starting to hallucinate? Why is he hearing her voice?
The spirit in Canulius's hand struggled, and he regained consciousness for a moment before turning his head away.

"This should be the last location."

Floch helped Yu Xia up from the ground and brushed the black ash off her, but ended up getting black ash on his own hands, making Yu Xia's outer robe dirtier the more he brushed it off.

The Kraken that fell to the ground rolled around, and the blue ball turned into a black ball.

"Why is there so much dust here?" Flock muttered.

“There’s much less of the fungal carpet here; it must have been cleaned up.” As soon as Yu Xia finished speaking, she heard a strange “gurgling” sound coming from above her head.

She, Flock, and Kraken all looked up at the same time.

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