Chapter 83 Chapter 83 Sharing life and death.
The auction house was in a mess, with flames licking the ground and lightning still flickering in the air.
The lampshades on the wall shattered, and the crystal cores fell to the ground, the light dim like a candle that was about to go out.
Through the cracked dome, cold moonlight poured down.
The man lowered his head slightly, his warm golden hair was thick and curly, with a metallic luster.
Her skin was as white as jade and flawless, and her deep facial features were as delicate as if they were carved.
With a modest and kind smile on his handsome and plump face, he looks very harmless and very graceful.
He looked like he had walked out of a palace banquet. The jewelry and jade on his body were priceless, yet he had a kind of casual calm and elegance.
The man was wearing a silver-red coat with a lapel. On the hem and cuffs, gold and silver threads and pearls were embellished into enchanting rose vines.
The shirt inside was intricately pleated, with layered lace at the cuffs, and the light-colored gloves inside were smooth and shiny.
The tightly bound leather clearly outlines the slender and strong fingers, and the outline of the ring can be vaguely seen.
This man wore six rings on both hands, which was almost the limit.
The waist button that was faintly visible under the hem of the coat looked like a roaring lion head with a gold coin with intricate carvings in its mouth.
“…”
Su Cheng's gaze paused, and he realized that the other party was also looking at him, so he quickly looked away.
The blond man bowed his head gracefully, looking like he was expressing his gratitude.
His earrings were two golden-green cat's eyes, with star-like diamonds inlaid on the edges, reflecting brilliantly in the firelight and moonlight.
The pendant was teardrop-shaped, like a swaying teardrop, with two narrow bright lines on it, which moved as the pendant turned.
Like the pupils of some predatory animal shrinking and dilating in the light and shadow.
Su Cheng nodded to him.
She was now wearing a full-face mask, with only a bit of her eyes showing, and she didn't want to make any sound if possible.
The blond man raised his eyebrows slightly, "So-"
He turned to look at the attacker not far away.
The man kept his head up, took a few steps back, and suddenly fell to the ground.
His mouth was pierced by a golden blade, and the crack in the back of his neck extended all the way to the bottom of his skull, with blood, flesh and brain matter pouring out of the gap.
It was a moment later that Su Cheng realized that it was not some magic trick.
That is the transformed fighting spirit.
From the elegant-looking man next to me.
——Those fighting spirits not only condensed into substance, but could also maintain their substance for a long time after being separated from their masters.
Perhaps many mid-level warriors can do the above, but to maintain it for such a long time without dispersing is another matter.
Su Cheng looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly had a strange feeling.
Some kind of power.
A familiar yet unfamiliar force.
She had never come into contact with the power of this aura, but the way it worked made her feel familiar.
"ah……!"
The attacker's eyes trembled in their sockets, his eyeballs seemed to begin melting in the high temperature, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his eyes.
The screams and curses in his throat were crushed by the light blade, turning into painful and burnt whimpers.
Fine and dense golden light continued to spread, blooming down along the neck, quickly filling every blood vessel, and wandering among the ever-growing scales.
His chest began to heave violently, and strange lines appeared on his skin.
Next to the lips filled with light blades, fine gold powder floated out with every breath.
"You...die..."
The attacker seemed to want to say something. He stretched out his hand and tried to point at someone, his fingertips dangling between the woman and the man in front of him.
Su Cheng tilted his head.
The attacker's fingers, which were stretched out towards the sky, gradually stiffened, and delicate golden facets formed at the joints.
He seemed to want to stand up, but failed after exerting a little force. When he knelt again, his kneecaps fell to the ground and turned into scattered gold pieces.
Like a golden statue from which the dust has been scraped off.
Then his expression was frozen in that moment forever, frozen in anger, hatred and pain.
All the muscles and blood vessels, skin and bones were melted into solid gold, and the pupils were also covered with delicate gold patterns.
All that remained on the ground was a golden statue.
Su Cheng finally understood what that familiar yet unfamiliar feeling was.
——It is the God’s Favored Ones who sense the power of other God’s Favored Ones.
And because their gods are different, she is not familiar with the power and aura of other gods, so she will also feel unfamiliar.
Su Cheng almost wanted to ask.
However, she remembered her situation and thought it best not to say too much.
"……It doesn't matter."
The blond man next to him suddenly spoke up, "If you don't have an invitation and aren't on the invitation list, you'll be 'rejected' the moment you enter the Golden Marigold Palace."
Su Cheng looked at him in surprise.
After a few seconds, two guards came up from behind. They both had the emblem of the Olu family on them and bowed their heads deeply when they heard the words.
Su Cheng then realized that the Duke was probably talking to them.
or--
On the surface, it's about talking to them.
Su Cheng: “…”
Su Cheng walked towards the window silently.
"We can't get out through the window," Duke Oulu suddenly said, "There are many magic arrays outside the Golden Marigold Palace."
Su Cheng thought to himself, what’s the use of having a magic array, these people are almost all dead.
There was no emotion on her face, and she turned silently and walked towards the passage.
The guards might have thought about stopping her, but because of what the Duke had just said, they did not move and watched her walk away.
Su Cheng still remembered the way she came, and there was more than one exit in this place. She left Jinzhan Palace nervously.
The moment she breathed the air from the street outside, she couldn't help but relax a little, then looked back.
It was still the same high wall covered with vines, and the towering buildings inside were hazy, with no signs of fighting at all.
Apparently some kind of illusion covering the outside was still working.
Su Cheng turned around and ran wildly.
She was actually quite tired, with muscles in her limbs feeling sore and heavy, and she felt like she would fall asleep at any moment.
But the excitement had not yet subsided, and he was anxious to get away from this place.
It was just after midnight and there were not many people on the street. She rushed across the street like lightning, stopped at the corner, and suddenly saw a familiar figure.
The man standing in the long alley looked at her, and the next second he stood in front of her, his tall body casting a long shadow.
Su Cheng: "...Isn't this the meeting place? Why are you here? Never mind. Is anyone following me?"
Kai shook his head slightly.
Su Cheng completely relaxed. "Great! Oh, about our mission, there's good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
She originally wanted to keep it a secret, but the man in front of her frowned slightly and glanced at her from top to bottom.
Bare feet can be seen through the thin shirt.
He looked a little worried.
Kai didn't respond to her words, "Where are your shoes? Be careful not to catch a cold."
Su Cheng: "...Do you still remember that I trained your fighting spirit? In principle, it's okay for me to sleep in the snow now, right?"
He was silent for two seconds, "Sorry, I forgot."
Su Cheng was speechless for a moment, then became a little frustrated, "Don't you even ask about the mission?"
The black-haired man stared at her silently, his cold golden eyes filled with emotion. "I could sense what was happening inside, and I regretted it the moment I did it. I shouldn't have let you take the risk. This matter is not important at all—"
"No way," Su Cheng puffed up his cheeks, "Is it really not important? This is not the answer I want to hear right now."
She remembered that Lin Yun had not completed it so perfectly in the original book.
He seemed to have only gotten a fragment, which was much worse than it is now.
"Compared to that..." He sighed softly, "I know it must have been hard, and I guess you got the thing."
Su Cheng was speechless.
She pursed her lips, feeling very discouraged. "It's not particularly hard. To be honest, it's still better than riding a dragon eagle before—"
Before she finished speaking, the man in front of her suddenly leaned over, put his arm around her waist, and picked her up.
The animal-skin cloak slipped outwards, and the strong and muscular arms bent, holding the person up easily but seriously.
Su Cheng leaned on his shoulder, pressed against his broad and solid chest, and felt the strong heartbeat.
She smelled the faint aroma of wine again. It was a very pleasant scent, a mixture of the mellowness and freshness of grains, flowers and fruits.
And the smell of metallic leather coming from him.
Everything fermented in the man's relatively cold body temperature.
Su Cheng blinked, "I——"
She actually has a lot to say.
When she was in the Golden Marigold Palace, even when she was in trouble, she couldn't help but imagine this scene -
He got the dragon bone, and then how to report it to the team leader and how to act as if it was nothing serious.
She even had more than one line organized in her mind.
But at this moment, all was forgotten.
Kai picked her up and asked, "Are you hurt?"
Su Cheng shook his head slightly, "...but speaking of this, some things are not going so smoothly."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly moved, his figure shot out like an arrow, and disappeared into the noisy night of the imperial capital.
Su Cheng hugged the man's strong neck and said, "First of all, Duke Olu might know that I used some means to enter the Jinzhan Palace."
She thought the leader would ask why, but he just nodded calmly, "Yes."
Su Cheng: "... Secondly, do you know of anyone who can disguise themselves as someone else, but they don't use blood magic like Camus."
She briefly described how she had killed Aguilar.
In order to get to the point first, Su Cheng didn't mention the front, nor did he say why he wanted to kill the prince.
Kai did not question her actions as he carried her through the window and back to the room in Duskstar Manor.
Heavy brocade curtains fluttered behind them.
"Black Mist?" he repeated. "You mean you used the power of the God's Chosen One, but only destroyed the body it controlled."
"Yes, I wondered if it was because he was playing Aquila that the only one who received the explosion punishment in that situation was Aquila?"
But can the dead still be punished?
"Some magicians can control people's bodies. They destroy the soul, or reduce it to only a trace of it."
He thought for a moment, "This way, in many magical systems, that person is still considered 'alive,' but they are actually no different from being dead."
Su Cheng nodded slowly, "That might be taking advantage of this loophole. Well, that person also said that he would take away everything I have as a price."
She carefully recalled what the Black Mist had said. "It said I was sabotaging its mission and plans. The word 'plan' can be taken proactively, but 'mission' usually has a different meaning, right? Was it acting as the prince on orders from someone else? Or was it some kind of mercenary commission? And was it just venting its anger when it threatened me? Or was it some kind of regulatory notice?"
Su Cheng said as he took out the cracked bracelet again, "I'll give you the dragon bone first."
She put the crystal box containing the guqin aside and said, "I'm a little tired. I'm going to take a nap first—"
Previously, the power granted by the God of Magic allowed her to tear the attacker apart with her bare hands, but that short-term extreme physical enhancement also came at a price.
She was actually quite glad that the team leader was willing to take her back.
At the same time——
The other two teammates came in through the window one after another.
Su Cheng waved to them, stood up and yawned, "If the God of Lust comes here, give him the zither, uh, although I'm not sure if it will happen."
Sasha: “…”
Camus: “…………”
Their expressions are all quite wonderful.
Kai studied her quietly for a moment, "Well, if he does come, I'll do that."
Su Cheng was passing by the Blood Mage, and when he met those dark steel-blue eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Su Cheng: "I'm not sure if they will trace Prince Aguilar's death back to Vanessa and then go after the Ring of Silents."
Camus: "It doesn't matter. Have you had your curse?"
Su Cheng slowly looked at the guqin on the ground.
The blood mage sneered, turned around and went back to the room, slamming the door.
Sasha couldn't help laughing, but her face was a little unhappy. "I think your experience tonight must be quite exciting?"
Su Cheng sighed, "Oh, don't mention it, I——"
She paused.
Kai was watching her.
Su Cheng noticed the depressed look between the man's brows and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
Su Cheng: "It's quite interesting, except that my identity might be exposed. But then again, he has no evidence, so I can deny it."
Sasha noticed their exchange of glances and couldn't help but curl her lips. "...It looks like there's still a lot of things to deal with later. I'll go get some information first."
Then he went out of the window again.
There were only two people left in the living room of the suite.
"……Thanks."
A low voice suddenly rang out in the silent room.
The black-haired man looked at her seriously, with regret and self-blame flashing in his golden eyes.
"Those bones...are not unimportant to me, but they are definitely not worth risking your life for."
Su Cheng also fell silent.
"Okay," she sighed again, "I want to help you. I don't want to be polite anymore. I've had a hard day today. I almost died. I'm not a smart person. My brain is often not enough. And I don't really like facing that kind of scene. Whether it's killing people or seeing a bunch of people being killed, I don't feel any enjoyment. I would rather use this time to eat and drink, but I think it's all worth it because I just want to help you-"
Her wrist tightened, gripped by cold, powerful long fingers.
"I know, so I'm very grateful to you."
Kai gently held the slender arm in his palm, then lowered his head and solemnly kissed the back of the girl's hand.
"You have all my vows."
…
On the outskirts of the imperial capital, in a training ground of the Sword and Martial Arts Academy of Nanhe College.
"Getting recommended to enter the trial is only the first step—"
A mentor handed a scroll to the young man in white clothes next to him, "Although there is still some time before the trial begins, there are some things you need to prepare in advance."
Young students passed by from time to time, occasionally hearing a few words, and they all cast envious glances at the young man.
Dragon Knight Trial!
Those who can participate in the trial are all young heroes in the imperial capital. Similarly, those dragons who are willing to participate in the trial are at least sub-dragons.
There are also quite a few flying dragons and even a few giant dragons.
The bloodline and origins of these dragons are beyond doubt.
If ordinary people can form an alliance with it, they will surely soar to the sky.
——But then again, not only is it impossible for ordinary people to obtain the qualification to participate, it would be useless even if they did.
The IQ of those dragons is not low, and the stronger they are, the smarter they are, and they look down on ordinary people.
"Murong Yue."
The instructor said softly, "If you want to gain the recognition of the dragon clan, especially the flying dragons or even the giant dragons, you must show sincerity and demonstrate yourself. This is no joke. Put away your arrogance and self-confidence. If you think you don't need to prove yourself just because you have the ability, then in their eyes, you are nothing more than a stubborn stone that refuses to be measured. These are the dragon clan. They have personally experienced more history than you have ever read."
The young man in white frowned slightly.
"...depending on the dragon's approval of you, the oath between dragon and knight also has many levels, the lowest of which is to fight together."
"The tallest one?"
"We share honor and disgrace, life and death."
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