He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

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42. The Sinful Dragon - Isca

Constantine: "No wonder I kept feeling like I knew someone here. It's you, 'Dragon of Sin' Iska. You're really having a tough time!"

Iska: "Let me see... You must be Constantine. You say I'm in a bad situation, but you're not much better off. You've turned into a dragon egg. How dare you say that to me?"

Tang Yu, who was listening to the conversation between the big shots, confirmed the identity of the "big shot" in his mind.

"The Sinful Dragon" sounds incredibly powerful!

Iska's unvarnished words seemed to provoke Samson, the irritable red dragon, who grunted and spewed two dazzling flames from his nostrils.

Tang Yu could clearly feel that the temperature in the entire space rose several degrees in an instant.

“Don’t be angry, Samson, he’s an old friend of ours,” Constantine comforted the red dragon, his voice becoming serious.

"Tell me, the famous Isca, what brings you to my territory? I don't recall ever having any dealings with you."

"I didn't want to come either," the hooded man that Iska had conjured shrugged, looking rather helpless.

"This guy brought me here, what can I do?"

"he is……"

Constantine's voice held a hint of doubt, "Could it be your descendant?"

"No, I'm reproductively isolated from humans and dragons. Strictly speaking, I'm already a new species... But I digress. This guy's identity is a long story, let's leave that for another time. Now, could you give me the honor of letting him go?"

“Under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t be impossible… but this is a special phase. My time to break free from my cocoon is very close. If I let this guy go, it will definitely attract those lunatics who consider slaying dragons an honor!”

"Compared to your pride, my life is more important."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about that..." Iska's illusory figure said softly, head bowed.

Iska's voice rang out again in Tang Yu's mind.

"Boy, prepare to accept my power. Constantine doesn't seem willing to let you out, so you'll have to force your way out! You'd better pray you're lucky and don't get blown apart by my power."

"There's even such a thing as bursting out of shape..." The thought of himself possibly exploding into hundreds of pieces made Tang Yu feel a bit Spartan.

"Wait a minute, perhaps... there's another way." Tang Yu hurriedly stopped Iska from her desperate attempt to fight to the death.

"Let me say a few words to him."

Tang Yu still remembered that in his previous life, there were three great tragedies circulating on the internet about "Dragon Raja": Chu Zihang and Xia Mi's unrequited love, the death of the little monster Erii, and the last one was the blood-and-epic brotherhood between Constantine and Norton.

In the book, even after a thousand years, Norton still longs to reclaim the throne of the world. But Constantine is different; he only wants to live quietly with his brother, undisturbed by anything else.

After mentally considering all possible scenarios, Tang Yu cleared his throat.

"Um, your name is Constantine, right?"

“Mortal, are you trying to beg me to let you out?” Constantine’s voice sounded utterly disdainful. “Forget about it. I’m only sparing your life because of Iska. Letting you out is absolutely out of the question.”

"You'll let me out willingly," Tang Yu smiled slightly, looking very confident.

His words piqued Constantine's interest. "Oh, I'd like to hear why I would let you out willingly."

"Of course it's because of...your brother Norton!"

Upon hearing this, Constantine immediately became anxious, as did Samson, the dragon attendant.

"How do you know Norton? Did Iska tell you?"

"Don't look at me, I just woke up today, and I haven't had a chance to tell him these things yet." Iska shrugged, indicating that she was innocent.

"Fine, I don't care where you got this information! Now, just tell me Norton's whereabouts, and I'll give you everything you want! Incredible wealth, exquisitely crafted alchemical equipment, power that countless people crave but cannot obtain..."

At this moment, Constantine seemed like a seductive devil, using tempting whispers to present many conditions that ordinary people could not refuse.

To be honest, Tang Yu was genuinely tempted for a moment! But it only lasted a short while before he suppressed that tiny bit of attraction.

“These are not what I want,” Tang Yu said calmly. “I only want you to grant me one request.”

Constantine: "What are the requirements?"

"From today onwards, the King of Bronze and Fire no longer exists in this world! You and your brother can live a peaceful life in this world."

Constantine remained silent.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became strange.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll pretend to agree now, and then go back on my word once I find Norton?"

“I think I can help with this,” Iska said.

"I can create a contract. Once both parties leave their mark on the contract, the contract is established, and the person who violates the contract will be punished most severely."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu immediately felt relieved; now... that last bit of worry was gone.

The entire space was silent; everyone was waiting for Constantine's final answer.

After a long silence, Constantine sighed softly, "So be it. The glorious era of the dragon race is long gone, and its glory is no longer important to me. Now I just want to live a quiet life with my brother. Racial hatred... I don't want to care about it anymore!"

"Tell me where your brother is, and I promise I will never let him appear in the form of the King of Bronze and Fire again."

“Alright! Let’s sign the contract then.” Iska reached out and gently brushed her hand through the air, and starlight scattered like fragments, eventually condensing in the air into a contract inscribed with countless runes.

Constantine watched Iska's movements, his tone tinged with emotion: "Every time I see you use your abilities, I wonder, your abilities don't belong to any of the earth, fire, wind, or water elements. The fifth element, [Spirit], isn't a power that dragons can wield. So... where does your power truly originate?"

Iska: "The earth, fire, wind, water, and spirit together constitute this world, and my power comes from beyond this world."

A colorful stream of light floated in Iska's palm. "This is the power from the stars, and one of the powers that Nidhogg left behind after he destroyed the World Tree."

“I see.” Constantine suddenly realized. “Samson, bring me the contract.”

Samson nodded his enormous head slightly, carefully extended his claws, placed the contract on the tips of his claws, and then very gently placed it on his back.

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43. Tang Yu is dead?

By the faint starlight emanating from the contract, Tang Yu could barely make out Constantine's current form, which was a dark golden jar.

This must be the urn containing the bones that the King of Bronze and Fire prepared for himself.

Constantine imprinted his spirit onto the contract, and Tang Yu, under Iska's tutelage, also left his own mark on the contract.

"Contract established!"

As soon as Iska finished speaking, the contract, which was shimmering with a faint light, shattered without warning, turning into starlight that drifted away with the wind.

At this moment, the lineage of the Bronze and Fire Kings has been completely erased from this world. From now on, there will only be two brothers named Constantine and Norton...

“Norton’s current name is Ronald Don, and he lives in a poor neighborhood in Brooklyn, New York. With your abilities, I believe you can find him soon,” Tang Yu told Constantine about Norton’s whereabouts.

"So...can you let me out now?"

Constantine: "..."

Iska saw what Constantine was worried about and said, "Don't worry, the contract hasn't reacted. He's telling the truth; I can guarantee my credibility in this matter."

Constantine remained silent, while Samson, the dragon servant, lowered his massive head and stared intently at Tang Yu with his blazing golden eyes.

After a long while, Samson slowly turned his head and gently picked up the urn of bones from his back and put it on the ground.

The majestic and obscure dragon runes emanated from the red dragon's mouth, and golden-red flames ignited on its body. As the flames burned, the red dragon's pain gradually intensified.

The chilling roar echoed through the Bronze City, like a grand sacrifice.

“Samson, you didn’t have to do this…” Constantine’s voice came from the dark golden bone urn, his childish voice carrying a faint sadness.

"What's going on?" Tang Yu asked curiously.

Iska answered his question softly, his tone full of respect.

"Samson is going to abandon his dragon body and cocoon his soul in preparation for giving birth to a human form. For a dragon that can barely be considered a second-generation species, the success rate of such a process is extremely low, and it is also very painful."

"One wrong move and you could die during the cocooning process, so only the Dragon King and the next generation can undergo [cocooning]... I don't know if he can survive it."

……

Above the water, aboard the Moniach.

At this point, more than half an hour had passed since the Dragon Slayer Squad last contacted the Moniach.

As the high-energy reaction in the Bronze City intensified and the weather on the river worsened, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"What's the situation down there?" Mans paced anxiously back and forth in the cabin, smoking one cigar after another.

Milky white smoke drifted in the air, like a dark cloud hanging over everyone's heart...

"Professor, we've detected a signal from the team members!" the observer in charge of monitoring the radar exclaimed excitedly.

"Where are they? Quick, go meet them!" Mans threw down his cigar and rushed out of the cabin. He leaned on the railing, gazing at the rolling river, trying to find traces of the team members.

Finally, a few dozen meters away from the Moniach, he saw a faint glimmer of light.

That was the light emitted from the glow sticks worn by the team members at their waists.

……

"Hmm...where is this?"

In the cabin, Aki, exhausted, slowly woke up. She pressed her throbbing temples and looked around at the strange yet familiar surroundings.

"This is the cabin of the Moniach. Are we back? Oh, right, where's Ye Sheng?"

Aki dragged her weak body and struggled to get out of bed, only to find that her legs wouldn't obey her commands, and she immediately knelt on the ground.

"Aki!"

Hearing the commotion inside the cabin, Selma, who had been waiting outside the door, quickly opened it and entered. She gently placed Aki back on the bed and gave Aki some water.

"Selma, where is Ye Sheng?"

“He’s still in the operating room.” Selma pressed her earpiece. “The doctor just finished treating his wound. After a little more blood transfusion, he’ll be out of danger, but he’ll still need to rest for a few months…”

"As for you, the power of the Word of Winter has overtaxed your body. You are very weak now, and you will basically be spending the next half month in a wheelchair."

"So what if I'm in a wheelchair?" Aki suddenly thought of Tang Yu, and the joyful expression on her face gradually disappeared.

"Compared to Tang Yu, at least I'm still alive!"

Selma looked at the grieving Aki and gently patted her shoulder. "Don't be too sad. This is his choice. Professor Mance wants you to go to his place once you're sober. I'll push you there." Selma thoughtfully pushed a wheelchair over.

Captain's cabin.