The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 890: Chapter 0887: Do You Like Bondage? (First Update)
 

“Increase the intensity of your research,” he demanded, “I want you to unravel the secret of the Lich’s existence as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Goat Assembly can forever leave this world and accompany the sinful souls in the Exiled Lands.”

As he left the metal door,

the Sapphire Duke coldly told the magician standing at the door,

The magician from the Goat Assembly, head lowered, replied in a tone full of appeasement, “Rest assured, Your Grace, the Goat Assembly has been immersed in souls for a long time. We will definitely master the secret of the Lich quickly, to atone for our past mistakes.”

It was originally the Grand Magicians of the Goat Assembly who had conspired with the Marquis of Bull to assassinate the Sapphire Dragon. Eventually, the Marquis of Bull was captured, but the Grand Magicians vanished. The vampires, including Mary Dawn Break, were originally ordered to Iron Hoof Island to search for these Grand Magicians.

It seems that the Grand Magicians were captured, one by one, by the Sapphire Duke,

to reverse-engineer the Lich.

“Remember, I will not give you too much time. One year—if you still can’t provide a satisfactory answer within the year, prepare your respectible clothes and get ready to do your research in the Exiled Lands.”

The magician trembled slightly.

Most magicians supported a theory that the boundary between magic power, matter, and spirit is a place where time and space cannot describe. It’s a place where eternity and brevity reflect each other, a realm that can only accommodate souls walking within—this place is the Exiled Lands.

People guilty of heinous crimes would be subjected by the nobility to a certain ritual, allowing their souls to be condemned to the Exiled Lands.

Annute Lanbao, who originally targeted the Sapphire Dragon, was punished by the Sapphire Family, who condemned his soul to the Exiled Lands. Afterwards, in order to save his lover, Curtis Truth dared to become a Lich, crafted a ghost ship, and tried to smash open the gates of the Exiled Lands.

He ended up encountering Li Si Te (Liszt).

When he left the underground and walked onto the castle balcony,

the Sapphire Duke suddenly sighed, murmuring to himself, “I hope the Exiled Lands truly exist, to find the lost soul of the Sapphire Dragon quickly. Otherwise, once I die, the Sapphire Dragon will fall into unconsciousness again… The Sapphire Family cannot let every successor fill the life of the Sapphire Dragon with their own souls.”

…

Boom!

The sound of the metal giant dragon flapping its wings resembled that of a massive airplane thundering overhead. This commotion, caused by the Grey Iron Dragon, drew fearful gazes from knights and civilians around Tulip Castle. Then, the Iron Dragon landed squarely in the front square.

Following this, Marquis of Bull Tail leaped down from the dragon’s back and turned around to calmly wave his hand.

Suddenly, the Grey Iron Dragon crouched on its hind legs, its wings stirred a storm, and it soared into the sky again, quickly disappearing under Liszt’s control.

Only the Marquis of Bull Tail remained, standing with his hands behind his back.

“Sir, was that dragon just now?” Knight Captain Miki approached, cautiously inquiring.

“It’s nothing, just Liszt’s new mount.”

Captain Miki trembled in shock, “Prince Liszt has a new dragon again!”

This exclamation quickly spread among the surrounding knights. All tension dissolved, leaving only boundless admiration and envy, and threads of exhilaration—the Tulip Family’s followers saw Liszt’s strength as the best guarantee of their future prospects; one dragon could defend a nation, let alone four!

Lady Marie, Levis, Loria, Lidun, and others had also come out, but they hadn’t managed to greet Liszt on the dragon’s back.

This time, Liszt almost reached his home but did not enter.

“Father, what just happened? Why did another dragon appear, and you even jumped down from its back? I didn’t see clearly, but was there someone else on the dragon’s back — was it Liszt?” Levis asked urgently.

“Let’s talk inside,” replied Li Weiliam with an air of authority. “It was merely Liszt acquiring another dragon. I didn’t follow the fleet and had him send me back directly. He had urgent matters to attend to, so I did not keep him. Dragon Knights have many responsibilities, and I too have a pile of issues to address.”

…

“Ornn, you will stay here on Black Horse Island for now. Your Dragon Nest will be built on Flame Island in the future. However, the journey is long, so you will have to wait until I get the Magic Teleportation Array operational before you can head to Flame Island.”

“Roar!”

The Grey Iron Dragon Ornn, very understanding, settled on a mountain top on Black Horse Island after Liszt explained the situation — the Superior Magic it had depleted during the great battle and its injuries had not yet fully recovered, and it indeed needed a quiet place to recuperate.

He instructed his servants not to forget to provide Ornn with food and Magic Potions.

Liszt then rode the Formless Dragon Bard with Ach, traveling through space, and directly appeared in the reed marshes of Flame Island to continue working on the Magic Gate.

Just after he left,

Pea Great Elf Ash, who had been studying the art of tying in the Worm Room, suddenly followed the scent of the Grey Iron Dragon and flew out of the castle, immediately followed by servants on horseback. Ash held a rope in her hand and, without stopping, flew directly to the mountain where Ornn was resting. The massive body of the iron dragon came clearly into her view.

“Ash, please stop. Up ahead is Lord Ornn. The master has ordered not to disturb him lightly,” the servant said. Though fearful of the Grey Iron Dragon, he was not too anxious — Thorn Castle often had visits from Little Fire Dragon Leo; it could be said that all residents of Black Horse Island were familiar with Dragons.

“You go back! I know what I am doing.”

Ash, although not as irascible as Jela, was still a Great Elf with a distinct personality. She continued towards the sleeping Grey Iron Dragon. As she approached, Ornn suddenly opened its eyes, staring fiercely at what seemed to it no bigger than a sparrow, the Great Elf.

Ash stopped.

But then she slowly approached and gave a smiling face, trying to make her voice as loud as possible – still thin as a mosquito’s: “Ornn, may I call you Ornn?”

Hmph!

The Grey Iron Dragon responded by snorting through its nostrils, a gesture of disdain.

Unfazed by Ornn’s attitude, Ash not only flew in front of its eyes but also waved the rope in her hand. “Ornn, do you like being tied up? I can tie you up nice and pretty. I’ve studied and delved deep into the art of tying. Would you like to give it a try?”

Ornn turned its head and blew a breath directly at Ash.

Whoosh!

Like a little bee in a gale, Ash wobbled for a while before stabilizing herself, but stubbornly flew back over. “Ornn, your breath blew away my rope, but I have another spare one.” She produced another red rope from somewhere.

Exasperated, Ornn simply closed its eyes and went back to sleep, ignoring the Great Elf.

So Ash circled around it, finally landing on a patch of steel-like scales, touched them, smiled, and wound the rope around the scales. Thus, she amused herself while Ornn treated her as if a fly had landed on it, chasing her away twice before losing interest.

The castle’s servants, helpless, could only relay the message to Chris Truth, then through the strictly guarded Magic Platform, send the message to Liszt, who had already reached the reed marshes.

Upon receiving the message.

Liszt’s face broke into a smile: “So it seems Ash is also ready to evolve?”