A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

No matter how many humans die, it has nothing to do with her.

Afrena felt a chill run down her spine looking at Betley's lingering, ferocious expression.

Betley stretched his limbs, recalling what the cultists had told him before.

A tough approach did indeed elicit a lot of information; at least Betley discovered that the Dragon Claw Cult had captured a white dragon.

I'm not sure about the specifics.

But that doesn't matter, as long as we get to the top.

It's okay to be stubborn, as long as you have something to say.

Anyway, there wasn't much that Beatrix wanted to know.

"How could such a small sect be capable of capturing a dragon?" Betley pondered.

"I don't even dare to face dragons, I didn't expect these humans to be so bold." Afrena raised her hand and cast a spell to wash away the filth on her shoes.

Betley and Afrena exchanged a glance.

A dragon is definitely not something that a Black Iron type can capture.

No faction within the Black Iron race has the authority to imprison a dragon.

Dragons are far more powerful than ordinary people can imagine.

Thinking about this, Betley realized that there were many more things involved.

"Was someone offering help?" Betley had a guess.

But what kind of power could possibly provide such strong support to this small sect?

Betley found things increasingly interesting.

However, while Betley found it amusing, the elders of the Dragon Claw Cult found it anything but.

Bertley's actions are so drastic, does he really think everyone in the cult is a fool?!

The elders had already discovered the intrusion.

However, all those sent to eliminate the intruders have disappeared without a trace.

As time went on, this elder of the Dragon Claw Cult realized that things were not so simple.

The elder felt he should also participate.

The intruders are hostile, and the sect doesn't have enough strong members, so the elders will have to personally eliminate the intruders.

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On the altar, the white dragon, who had transformed into a young girl, was bound.

He knew nothing about what was happening at the Dragon Claw Cult headquarters.

Since those outside the altar cannot perceive what is happening inside, those inside the altar naturally cannot know what is happening outside.

Every chain restricts her freedom.

It's been several years, and Xiaoxue hasn't tasted freedom.

Xiaoxue isn't the kind of old dragon who can take time so lightly.

Only dragons that have lived for thousands of years would use sleep to pass the time when they are bored.

"How is my sister doing now?"

Xiaoxue lowered her eyelids, her only thought being that her older sister shouldn't be arrested like her.

Born at the same time, growing up together, giving each other names.

They both look forward to each other's happiness.

The bond between the two sisters is beyond words.

"Crack—" Xiaoxue suddenly unleashed a terrifying power, and the surrounding air froze for a moment.

However, the ground where Xiaoxue was standing did not even shake, and the chains were completely undamaged.

"It still doesn't work," Xiaoxue said with a self-deprecating laugh.

He tried to break free from these constraints more than once, but each time he failed.

As a dragon, I was defeated, and by ordinary humans no less.

This greatly hurt Xiaoxue's self-esteem.

"Boom!!!!!" Just as Xiaoxue was feeling dejected, a huge rumbling sound came from outside the altar's gate.

"Creak—" and then the door opened.

Xiaoxue frowned. It shouldn't be nighttime now, so what are those guys doing here?

He immediately assumed that the people who opened the altar door were the believers.

However, the so-called blood sacrifices mentioned by believers are usually performed in the middle of the night.

Why did they open the door at noon this time?

Xiaoxue could barely tell the time by the light shining through the gaps in the altar's ceiling.

The sun is shining brightly; could it be nighttime?

Xiaoxue squinted, staring coldly at the open door.

"Thud—" A lump of mud-like Dragon Claw Sect leader was thrown in, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

“This small cult has quite a few people inside,” Beatrix’s voice came from behind the door.

Xiaoxue looked at Betley, who was standing there.

This person's attire is different from the Dragon Claw Cult members.

The oversized trench coat and the inexplicable sunglasses made for a completely different style.

The human in front of me is not a follower of the Dragon Claw Cult.

However, Xiaoxue did not let her guard down and remained vigilant.

Xiaoxue has absolutely no trust in humans.

After all, He was captured and brought here, so He couldn't possibly have any good feelings towards humans.

“It really is a dragon.” Afrena stood behind Betley, her expression somewhat solemn.

Although Xiaoxue was bound by chains, her aura remained powerful.

Even from that distance, Aphrena could feel the powerful aura of the dragon.

“No wonder I couldn’t find it at all; it was trapped in a place like this.” Betley took off his sunglasses and examined the altar.

This altar is not made of ordinary stones.

These stones act like signal blockers, shielding us from perception.

Betley strolled leisurely toward Xiaoxue.

But when Betley was less than two meters away from Xiaoxue, a fierce glint flashed in Xiaoxue's eyes.

A dragon's roar came from the girl's throat.

“Calm down a bit.” Betley raised his hand.

"Wiltren's Shield"

A circular array unfolded with Betley's palm at its center.

When the circular array unfolds, it blooms like snowflakes, eventually forming a prototype transparent shield.

"BOOM!!!!" Xiaoxue's body slammed into Betley, then was blocked by the shield.

"Ping—" The shield instantly turned into crystals and scattered in all directions.

But Beatley was unharmed.

"Hey, is it so hard to just let you go?" Betley shrugged.

The girl in front of him, seemingly a dragon in disguise, had no intention of cooperating with him at all. "You're not a member of this sect."

Xiaoxue's attack failed to kill Betley, and she calmed down a bit.

It turns out that the prerequisite for speaking politely is to avoid being instantly defeated.

"Who are you?" Xiaoxue asked.

This human in the overcoat is probably not a member of the Dragon Claw Cult.

But what is the purpose of these outsiders?

“That’s a difficult question to answer.” Betley tapped his forehead.

“He’s a madman,” Aphrena answered for Betley.

Xiaoxue's dragon eyes were fixed on Afrena.

He could sense that Aphrena was different; she was unlike anyone he had ever met before.

Xiaoxue just couldn't quite put her finger on what was different.

Afrena, who was being watched by Xiaoxue, felt a sudden tremor in her heart.

The gaze of a dragon is not pleasant, especially for Afrena, who is not exactly a brave angel.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the best way to describe Avrena.

"A madman?" Xiaoxue looked at Betley strangely, her frostiness melting away considerably.

The impression I got was that she was easier to talk to than before.

"Calling me crazy isn't entirely wrong," Beatrix replied nonchalantly, straightening his collar.

Betley didn't mind being called a madman by Aphrena.

His actions were indeed no different from those of a madman.

“It’s just a madman targeting cults, like this Dragon Claw sect,” Betley explained.

"If letting you go would cause trouble for this cult, I would be happy to let you go."

Betley shrugged, then took another step toward Xiaoxue.

Betley was less than half a meter away from Xiaoxue.

But this time, Xiaoxue just squinted her eyes and did not try to attack Betley.

Seeing that Xiaoxue was cooperating, Betley was relieved of a lot of trouble.

If Xiaoxue continues to be hostile, then Betley will be in trouble.

Although Xiaoxue is still highly wary of Betley, as long as this wariness doesn't hinder Betley, it's fine.

Betley examined the chains that bound Xiaoxue.

“The God Lock Stone, this isn’t some common stone.” Betley frowned.

Xiaoxue suddenly looked at Betley with a bit of curiosity.

Because what Betley said, Xiaoxue didn't know.

Xiaoxue is essentially the same as Xiaoyou; she lacks a lot of knowledge, only having common sense.

Therefore, Xiaoxue is particularly curious about the unknown.

What is the Divine Lock Stone?

"Literally, this means that bronze-type stones have virtually no way to break free from them, while silver-type stones require a great deal of effort to do so."

"Moreover, this Divine Lock Stone has been processed, so even if you were a dragon, you wouldn't be able to break free," Betley casually explained.

Afrena instinctively gripped her wrist.

She had also been locked up with the God Lock Stone, and she deeply hated this kind of stone.

Betley seemed to have noticed Aphrena's subtle actions.

“If you come with me, you won’t have to worry about getting arrested,” Betley said.

"Hmph." Aphrena turned her face away.