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Chapter 608 Dragon Feast, Dragon King, Mad Dragon
Time rewinds to the moment when people first began fighting Aegis.

Behind a rock far from the battlefield, Jon observed the situation.

"As expected of a team that is praised by everyone, they are able to handle even dragons with ease. They are adventurers from a neighboring country."

His praise abruptly stopped; as the prince's bodyguard, he was used to looking at things from a macro perspective.

"It is said that the people of the Kingdom of Anor have become much stronger because of the appearance of the Sien Dungeon. I don't know exactly how much 'much' means. Although the Sien Dungeon has now come to our Warrior Kingdom, it is still a long time away, and the gap cannot be closed in a short time."

Jon's tone revealed a sense of crisis as he muttered to himself, "We need to step up our game, or we'll be overtaken."

In fact, he felt that his act of hiding here had already been surpassed to some extent.

The moment Aegis fell from the sky for the first time, he immediately put on the invisibility cloak made with the same craftsmanship as Edgar's and strode towards the building not far away.

As the building drew closer and closer, and Aegis didn't seem to notice what was happening, Jon's heart leaped with joy.

This is a place that countless adventurers have tried to explore but failed to reach, and now he's about to take the first place!

His work had never gotten off to such a wonderful start; he wanted to cheer for himself and applaud himself!
“Click, click—”

As he approached the building, his keen ears picked up a strange sound—a clicking, clanging sound, somewhat like the clanging of metal, usually heard from people wearing full armor.

But the discordant sound was as fleeting as an immortal being in a sick village; it only appeared for a brief moment, making one wonder if they were hallucinating.

As a professional bodyguard, Jon didn't think he was hallucinating; something must be wrong.

The reason he was able to become the prince's bodyguard is because his predecessor made a mistake while protecting the prince. While Lanler was giving a speech, an assassin blew off one of his ears, and his predecessor just stood there and didn't move. Naturally, he was dismissed and punished, and then it was Jon's turn to get this job.

He would eliminate even the slightest abnormality completely!
As he approached the building, Jon slowed down and took out a scroll that could detect life in the vicinity. However, only the Stellar side showed signs of life.

But this did not mean that the suspicion was cleared. He threw another piece of the skull fragment into the building to lure the enemy in, held his breath and waited for a minute, but nothing happened.

"Now I can probably rest assured."

After all, some monsters cannot be detected by magic, but the lure effect of the lure skull can force them out. Therefore, in the bodyguard industry, the lure skull has become an essential piece of equipment; not carrying it is considered unprofessional.

Even with the invisibility cloak, Jon still carefully chose to enter through the collapsed wall of the building.

At that moment, the sky over Galid had just darkened, making the crimson sky appear even deeper, as if it could drip blood.

Under this red sky, Jon saw the scene inside the building, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"It's safe now, this must be the place I'm looking for."

The reason he was so certain was because he saw a dragon there.

The corpse of a dragon that was almost completely petrified and could not be seen as ever having been alive!

The enormous creature filled almost half the building, and around the dragon corpse stood sculptures of various sizes. They were perhaps dragon sculptures, but they only had upper bodies, and their heads had been cut off, leaving only weathered necks.

The dragon's corpse was curled up, and in front of it, where its head had fallen to the ground, stood an altar as tall as an adult.

On the altar, a purplish-red unidentified substance was burning silently. Just by seeing it, Jon knew it must be something extraordinary.

The surrounding decorations have a strong religious ceremonial feel, so this is very likely the [Great Dragon Sacrifice Church]!
"His Highness Lanler will definitely praise me highly now, and I can expect a raise, hehe."

With a mixture of wariness towards the unknown and respect for the mysterious, Jon slowly approached the altar.

His gaze swept toward the enormous dragon carcass, trying to determine whether it was a two-legged or four-legged dragon.

However, the opponent's legs were completely shattered, leaving only the remnant of its spine connected to its long neck, and its head, which was slightly shorter than that of the dragons Agil and Agkith.

Clearly, this unknown dragon is probably not just a simple flying dragon!
"Judging from its size, it was probably quadruped. Why did it die here? And why is that flying dragon outside guarding this place?"

With a question in mind, Jon reached out and touched the altar.

He knew, of course, that it was best not to touch the unknown casually, but if he didn't touch it, there was no other way to understand it; it was simply a rule that couldn't be followed.

When your hand touches the altar, it seems to be burning with flames.

He did not feel the burning sensation of the flames, but another sensory stimulation, far stronger than the burning sensation, instantly entered his mind.

A scene that seemed like a hallucination involuntarily appeared before Jon's eyes.

The wind howled in his ears, and for a moment he thought he was back in Stoneville, but upon closer inspection...

He saw a tall city suspended high in the sky, gradually withering away in the storm.

Dozens of powerful hurricanes now swirled around the ancient city, which seemed to be protected by a mysterious force, making it far more enigmatic than Stoneville.

A deafening roar of thunder echoed in his ears, and lightning flashed, illuminating the gathering storm clouds for a fleeting moment. Jon shuddered.

Because he saw a colossal dragon flying through the thick clouds!

Not just one, but dozens of giant dragons!

Could this be a city built by a dragon? Before his drastically altered mind could react, his vision was suddenly pulled into the ancient city, zooming in and in, through the barriers of the storm and the gaps in time and space, until he saw a wondrous existence in the deepest part of the ancient city.

It was something hanging upside down in the sky, like a cocoon.
No, it's not a cocoon at all.

That's a dragon!
A dragon that wraps itself up with its wings!
Just as Jon was about to observe more closely, a dragon's roar that surpassed all his previous sensations suddenly appeared inside the cocoon. Just hearing the sound, he felt his soul being torn apart!

Just then, another domineering and wild dragon roar rang out as if in response!
Before his eyes, another dizzying scene shifted; the storm vanished instantly, replaced by a sky so oppressive it felt like it was about to collapse.

The Sky City has disappeared, replaced by mountains that rise straight into the sky like sharp spikes!

And here, dragons also dwell!
His gaze moved closer and closer to the top of Spike Mountain. Having just recovered from the roar, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of creature that dragon had been hanging upside down, and why he felt so oppressed that he almost vomited just looking at it.

Could the source of the other dragon roar be atop this spike-like mountain peak? I've never heard such a domineering and wild roar in my life.

Jon felt a desire to explore the unknown, but he was destined to fail.

Because the owner of the voice seemed to have sensed his presence before they approached the highest peak of Spike Mountain.

The next moment, a deluge of red lightning descended upon Jon!
"Ahhh-"

A terrifying feeling, almost burning his soul to ashes, pierced his mind. Fear filled his heart in that instant, and his chest felt as if it were about to explode.

Unable to fight the dragon, unable to resist the dragon, unable to defeat the dragon!
Such thoughts instantly filled his mind; reason vanished, leaving only fear.

He was almost prostrate on the ground, even the dragon corpse beside the altar gave him an immense sense of oppression.
"Oooo--"

A heart-wrenching sound suddenly rang out, startling Jon again, but he immediately noticed that the sound seemed to be coming from a human, and that it was coming from inside Spike Mountain.

He couldn't see the person's figure, but he could feel an undisguised passion emanating from them!
"Your Highness!"

The voice was old and frantic, but full of courage!

"I am no longer afraid of you!"

"Look closely! It's my soul!"

"The soul of the Dragon Warrior!"

It was clear that the aged voice would be completely drowned out by the dragon's roar.

But when he shouted those words, the pride in his tone, as if he had overcome fear and regained courage, made his voice suddenly rise!
Even if the strongest dragon stood before him, he might dare to draw his sword!

This courage not only soars to the heavens, but it is also contagious.

Jon's initial fear vanished instantly.

Before the sound had even faded, a series of scenes, as if they were from another time, appeared before his eyes.

He saw one oddly dressed person after another, who seemed to come from different eras and had no connection with each other at all.

The only thing they had in common was that they were fighting dragons!

Two-legged, four-legged, flying dragons, ancient dragons, ice, fire, lightning—these weapon-wielding humans fight against one terrifying dragon after another!

Some of them perished, while others successfully slew the dragon, dug out its bloody heart, and consumed it on the altar.

Then, his pupils turned into boiling gold!

Jon immediately called out the names of these people:
"Dragon Warrior!"

In that instant, the hallucination vanished!
Jon's body could no longer support him as he collapsed to the ground.

He could still hear the roar of that unknown dragon warrior echoing in his ears, a roar directed at that unknown being called "Beile".

That filled his heart with indescribable emotions.

Returning from the hallucination, he felt as if he had been transported to another world. He looked at the altar next to the dragon corpse again, and it was as if the scenes of the dragon warriors from all the ages devouring dragon hearts appeared before his eyes once more.

For a fleeting moment, he hallucinated himself standing by the altar, devouring the dragon's heart.

If the hallucination he just experienced gave him any thought, it would be this:
The dragon's heart looks quite delicious.

No, no.

It must be because those dragon warriors look really powerful!

"call"

Jon took a deep breath and delivered his remarks.

"Shocking."

(End of this chapter)