In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

Chapter 175 Could it be that their core purpose in researching card crafting was actually for the sake of the entire grand event?

"By the way, Lu—" Senior Stella leaned closer to him, "would you like to craft a dragon spirit?"

"Having spent so much time in the Dragon Club, don't you feel even a little bit of longing for it?"

A longing for dragons?

Lu Mingfei glanced at the Azure Bloodstorm coiled on his lap, then looked up at Senior Sister Stella beside him.

If he were to encounter the kind of Chinese dragon from Earth's literary works—a dragon that can grow large or small, rise or hide, majestic and sacred, soaring through the sky—he might actually develop a longing for dragon-like magical spirits.

But what does the dragon he's encountered look like now?

Lu Mingfei then turned his gaze to the Azure Bloodthirsty Beast on his leg. It looked around, then turned its gaze back. The next moment, the Azure Bloodthirsty Beast pounced on Lu Mingfei's upper body, knocking him down. Then it opened its blood-red maw, extended its long, barbed tongue, and began to lick Lu Mingfei's chin.

—Just like a dog.

Lu Mingfei sighed silently, letting the azure blood rage press down on him. Ever since he entered the Dragon Claw Club, almost all the dragons he had encountered had been like this. Even if they were reserved and unwilling to get close when they first met, they would succumb to this as soon as Lu Mingfei reached out his hand.

If this continues, it will be really hard for Lu Mingfei to have any more positive feelings towards these dragons.

"Besides, if we really have to pick, I also have a Dragon Spirit in my hand, don't I?" Lu Mingfei reached into his card pack and pulled out the [Next Generation Dragon Servant] card. "She can also transform into a dragon, so isn't she a Dragon Spirit?"

"Uh—actually, it doesn't count." Stella looked at the cards in Lu Mingfei's hand, recalling that battle, "Only dragon-shaped magical spirits count, because almost all mages have a dragon transformation spell," and high-level mage-type magical spirits often have the appearance of dragons.

"But true dragons cannot be created by the Dragon Transformation Technique—the dragons' heritage and true names are things that only flow within their bloodline, things unique to the noble creations of the Nine-Headed Dragon God—by the way, Lu, do you know what the Nine-Headed Dragon God is?"

Lu Mingfei nodded indifferently.

Aio, Asgard, the Dragon of Harmony, the Eternal Wheel—almost all gods have numerous names, which often symbolize the domains they encompass, and even the creator of this dragon is no exception.

This deity is unique in that, possessing incarnations of all attributes and all factions, He only appears in matters concerning dragons. Therefore, His fame is not widespread, circulating only among dragons and their devotees—

"Good to know. So, do you know why we're so obsessed with creating dragon spirits?" Stella whispered mysteriously, "It's because this god once gave guidance to the first president of the Dragon Claw Club, hoping that we could create a magical spirit powerful enough to awaken the true name of the dragon."

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"Don't tell me there's a society within the Claw of the Dragon that worships this god?" Lu Mingfei frowned and retorted, "If that's the case, I'm going to report it to the Holy Church."

Io does indeed have avatars for all factions, but its reputation has suffered in recent years because its most notorious actions in recent years have been:

The creator who led the evil dragons, the rainbow dragon, the immortal queen, the calamity of Bahamut, and the gluttony that sank into the demonic eight-pointed star and possessed the sense of ecstasy!

Humans cannot be certain why Io did this; there may indeed be a deeper meaning, or perhaps it was simply a desire to ensure that dragons would no longer be unknown in this field. In any case, from then on, the worship of Io was listed by the Holy Church as a cult that should be eradicated.

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Of course, humans had no say in the matter of the metal dragons, but the dragons had no intention of spreading their faith, so the two sides remained at peace.

"How could that be? Of course not." Stella immediately shook her head. "This matter is actually widely circulated, and we summoners never truly worship any deity—"

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"What we were actually thinking about was, if we could really create such a magical spirit, what would it look like?"

Does this mean that the reason the Dragon Claw Club has grown so large is largely because many people want to see a dragon spirit with a real name?

Lu Mingfei couldn't quite understand this. Did they think that the core purpose of their research on card crafting was actually for the sake of the entire event?

However, he did start looking through his materials. To be honest, this kind of prank was really quite enjoyable, especially knowing that there was a chance to summon an ancient god with each card he crafted.

"Blood is the offering, souls are the currency; a bone is a sacrifice, ten heads are exchanged for your arrival here."

Her excessively small fingers moved with such lightness that it seemed as if even the air itself was stained with blood. Her amber-gold hair was hidden beneath a hood, and her sharp features were also concealed in shadow.

Offering sacrifices to evil gods is a crime that the Holy Church explicitly permits—a case of entrapment and killing before investigation—and it is also what Asmodeus is currently doing.

Of course, he exercised considerable restraint in his actions. For instance, he wasn't simply praying aimlessly to the demon's eight-pointed star, but rather offering a self-destructive sacrifice to a clearly defined sealing vessel firmly controlled by the Tiss family. Also, the so-called blood used in the ritual was actually red ink, and the head was a chicken skull he'd been gnawing on these past few days.

Only one thing, the most crucial one, is true—and this is the core purpose of his ceremony:

[Unintentional Killing: 98→77]

[Ecstasy Perception: 95 → 66]

One is used to deal with that overly troublesome, chaotic desire.

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As the numbers on the illusory screen in front of him rapidly faded away, Asmodeus realized that the ritual had taken effect. He quickly left, turning his hood into a card to store for later use.

"What kind of mess is this—" Even though the numbers on the screen had faded, Asmon couldn't help but feel a wave of fear:

Just two points short of one indicator reaching 100. While it's unclear what the actual threshold will be, there's no doubt that 100 points will be a qualitative leap.

At that point, he might truly become a demon—

"Why is it that in novels, the protagonists always have cheat codes that boost their strength, while I'm stuck with this death-dealing countdown?" Asmon complained indignantly. "Not only is there no solution, but even the temporary relief methods carry such a huge risk—"

Where no one was paying attention, the chicken heads scattered on the ground, gnawed down to bones, suddenly moved.