Explosion

Going back to the beginning, Edward has always disguised himself very well.

The timing of his appearance was just right, and his identity was clear and convincing. Unfortunately, the fox still revealed its true colors.

The key to breaking through the canyon is the illusion. From the perspective of the guardian, Edward's obstruction is not a problem. But when Mason passes through the illusion and finds that the green dragon can occupy the body of others, the matter becomes delicate.

As the Bloodline members dispersed, Mason could clearly hear their voices slowly fading away. If Edward had discovered the danger and gone to rescue them, it would have been fine. But without being able to contact anyone else and being enveloped in thick fog, could these violent Bloodline members really leave here safely?

Even if he leaves, can Edward comfort these wandering bloodlines who are full of emotions towards the Noble Association in such a short time and find himself who has already reached the depths?

Mason was skeptical.

It is very difficult to find someone in a foggy canyon unless the other person knows they are there from the beginning.

"…Since then I have begun to wonder whether you are worried that others will get lost here because of the illusion, or that they will discover your ability through the illusion. You appear too coincidentally. Every time I fall into an illusion, you appear at the right time. If I had taken the medicine as you said, I am afraid we would never have found the passage here."

According to common sense, with so many bloodline people coming here, Edward, as the enemy of the green dragon, should solve the current hidden dangers as soon as possible.

But he has been hiding this information. He has been instigating the bloodline to destroy the dragon bones and kill the imprisoned [Green Dragon]. If it is really so easy to deal with the opponent, is it necessary for a viscount to guard here?

The blond man still looked innocent: "Aren't you being too arbitrary to make a conclusion based on just this information?"

"Of course not. You have always been very warm and considerate to me. But after such a person found out that I was injured, he had no intention of helping me, and even suggested that I go to the dangerous place with you. And you seem to know too much about this place, Edward, no, I should say Green Dragon."

The Dragonborn had only arrived here a few years ago, so how could they know exactly which wing the green dragon had broken? Moreover, the dragon in the cave had no reaction when they saw them coming, which was totally unreasonable.

After the Green Dragon Canyon incident, there was no letter in the mailbox mentioning the incident. Unless the Viscount went to the canyon, he did not send any more letters to the other party, so the people who cared about him did not receive this important news at all.

All signs pointed to a problem. Edward suddenly realized, "So that's why you suddenly attacked me... This body is made of mist in the canyon, and it can't touch anything real. You're amazing to think of this, human."

This statement was tantamount to revealing his identity, but the red-haired young man turned a deaf ear to it and pointed at the bone dragon bound by chains.

"Now, I want to confirm one thing more."

"You are a green dragon, so who is it?"

"Who is he?"

Edward stared at the dragon, and a slightly smiling voice permeated his ears and eyes, which reminded him of the sticky pus flowing out of a swollen fruit. The smile that once appeared on the little princess's face appeared again on the face of the man in front of him, making him alert.

"Whoever he was before, he is now the Green Dragon."

He took a light step back, his body gradually disappearing, and cast a slightly disgusted look at the bone dragon, full of malice and mockery.

"I'm not lying to you this time. Nothing escapes the Mist unless an equal substitute is offered. When his soul was infused into the dragon's bones, he took on everything I had been. That's why you saw my past through the visions. This guy has never given up on exposing me."

"The identity, power, and curse of the green dragon now belong to him. [The place where I fell will become a graveyard for humans, a home of poisonous fog and swamps. Those who cut off my wings will live in pain and despair for the rest of their lives.]"

"If you don't kill him, when these chains break, he will turn into a monster and wreak havoc on the land. You don't want to see that, do you, human?"

"What will become of you if you kill him?"

The blond man gave him an approving look. "Of course I am Edward, descendant of the Golden Dragon, the one with the bright future. By the way, these chains can no longer hold. If you want to save the people around here, you'd better act quickly."

Aurelius asked again: "Where did you take Count Jan?"

"Hmm - that's a good question. Why should I tell you? You don't think I'm the type to answer every question."

The figure disappeared with a faint laugh. In this environment, even if Oreius wanted to stop him, he was powerless.

Blood can control living things, objects and even any physical existence, but how can it control the air?

Thinking of the other party's words, he turned around and jumped down along the stone platform at the entrance of the cave. The flames in the bone dragon's eyes were slightly lit, and it shook its head slightly, as if rejecting the young man's approach.

The chains made tiny noises as they moved, hollow tones swirling around them. Intricate patterns were densely engraved on them, flickering like breathing, then turning grey at a speed visible to the naked eye, extending downwards.

That was not a torture device for restraining dragons. Mason found the seal of the church on the chain. This was a vessel for purification, to prevent the bone dragon from being mutated. At this rate, even if he didn't come here, the bone dragon would still break out of the hole soon.

This is a problem...

A real dragon transformed into a monster would surely be a disaster. Mason found many fresh footprints under the dragon's feet, covering the dusty ground in a mess. The closer he got, the more he realized how huge the creature was in front of him, and the contours of each bone were smooth to near perfection.

The red-haired young man jumped onto the dragon's skeleton, cut his wrist and dripped blood on the dragon's skull to establish a connection with it.

The dragon's body had long lost all its vitality over the years, and many parts of it had merged with the mountain wall. Beautiful patterns spread along the places where the blood dripped, and it took Oleus a while to sense a will that was about to fall.

That will was as weak as a firefly, shaky and about to fall. In its difficult breathing, it still stubbornly conveyed a message to him:

"Hurry up, this is a trap, there is an explosive fire array!"

The red-haired young man's pupils trembled violently!

The chains that should have still given it life suddenly broke at this moment, the bone dragon let out a painful cry, and a visible black mist dissipated.

This was the first time Mason had seen the monster's transformation process up close. Scarlet flesh grew along its keel, and blood vessels sprouted from it in an instant. Unknown murmurs escaped from the void, and the spells engraved on the mountain wall lit up one after another, occupying the entire mountain wall in an instant.

The light was shining everywhere, like a galaxy flowing, making it unforgettable. Before the red-haired young man could react, these winding lines had already filled the cave, connecting end to end to form a complete magic circle.

His face turned pale. The next second, the entire magic circle glowed brightly, bursting with enormous power!

“Bang!!”

A huge roar was heard from the inside of the mountain. Starting from deep inside the earth, the cracked ground was shattered and sunk under the action of external forces. The strong tremor made people in the nearby town panic. The originally high and steep cliffs were shaken into pieces, and countless rocks rolled down and filled the narrow bottom.

The end of the world is just like this. The ancient and dangerous canyon completely collapsed at this moment, dust and debris scattered everywhere, and deafening explosions continued. A figure flashed by, and then quickly increased the distance, flapping its wings and stopping in the safe mid-air.

The dragonborn was suspended in the air, and the sight of the mountains collapsing and the earth splitting apart seemed nothing but amusement to him. There was a hint of mockery in his expression. From the very beginning, Edward had no intention of letting anyone leave here alive, including the bone dragon itself. This was a trap from beginning to end.

"I know you're watching, Chimera, get out of here."

The loud noise could not cover his voice, and a small bubble appeared in front of him out of thin air, as if it had been there from the beginning. Edward glanced at it with contempt, and after putting away his disguise, the green dragon's tyrannical character was revealed without a doubt: "I have completed what you asked me to do, don't forget your promise."

Chimera's deep voice came out from the bubble: "Are you sure? He is not someone who will die so easily."

"I am sure that no one can survive such an explosion. Do not question my plan. I understand human beings better than you think."

The questioned dragonborn frowned, looking unhappy.

"Humans are indeed unique, with endless potential for growth. Some are so powerful that even dragons are afraid of them, and some are so wise that they are amazing. But all creatures cannot escape their own weaknesses, and humans are no exception."

"A noble man will die because of his ideals, and an arrogant man will perish because of his arrogance. No matter how strong he is, he cannot escape human nature."

The man's golden eyes stared at the crumbling mountain below him, and his voice was extremely cold. Over the long years, the evil dragon had already known how to destroy these humans.

"It doesn't matter if he didn't go to the cave. I left those bloodline people on the way back. He won't just ignore it. The hero will only become a sacrifice. So I admire you, Chimera. It's someone like you who is unscrupulous enough to survive to the end."

"Thank you for the compliment. Now that you are free, what are you going to do next?"

The bubble circled around him, and the conspirator reminded him, "Don't forget that you were able to escape from that skeleton with our help. If you continue to stay there, even you will be transformed into a monster."

They have been cooperating with this green dragon for a long time. The Noble Association suppresses the progress of the dragon's mutation and monitors the situation at all times. But the pollution of the black mist is an inevitable trend, how can it be stopped?

The green dragon also knew the consequences of becoming a monster, and relied on its own knowledge to reach a consensus with the association, barely continuing its life. When the Black Mist followers found it, the green dragon chose to cooperate without hesitation.

It had learned necromancy, and with the help of its followers' research results, it successfully transferred its soul into the body of the dragonborn. The original owner's soul was left in the bone dragon as a replacement, completing a clever substitution.

"Of course, I would report the unfortunate news immediately. Dying in the line of duty is a good excuse, both for me and for these people."

Edward waited for a moment, making sure no one had come out before flapping his wings and flying back to where he came from. Behind him, as the last rock fell to the ground, the earthquake finally stopped.

Everything was quiet until ten minutes later, when a loud crash of something huge was heard from a mountain range hundreds of kilometers away.

The pale dragon skeleton fell heavily to the ground, and the flesh could be vaguely seen wriggling along its spine. Crimson blood was all over every part, abruptly stopping the mutation.

The red-haired young man sat on the dragon's head with a pale face. His entire arm was bleeding. He couldn't explain what conditioned reflex he had used to save the bone dragon.

The wandering bloodline members were scattered all around, all unconscious and covered in blood. Some of the weaker ones had their bleached bones visible through their melted wounds.

"Oh, it's so tragic, so tragic. It's really tragic."

The voice fell lightly, and the speaker circled around Aurelius. He was wrapped in a black robe, not even his feet were exposed, and the only visible part of his body was the white mask on his face. His eyes and mouth were roughly drawn with red ink, and the exaggerated arc almost occupied half of the area.

The flames in the bone dragon's eyes flickered, sending a doubtful look to Orelius, who covered the wound on his arm and glanced at the people who were turning around.

"Stop turning around, you profiteer. Help me heal my wound."

The smile on the mask was even more brilliant. From under his robe he extended a limb wrapped in bandages, which were so thick that it might be more appropriate to call it a white hammer.

The mallet brushed across the wound on Orelius' arm, and the turned-out flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his clothes returned to their original state.

"The cost is 8,000 rapis ~ plus the transfer fee of 990,000 rapis just now. Thank you for your patronage!"

The corner of Oreius' mouth twitched unnaturally, and his pocket suddenly sank. He subconsciously touched it, and the bills that had been placed there were gone, leaving only a small stack of Robbies.

The profiteer ignored his murderous look, slid past the unconscious Bloodline Person, and muttered: "And there are also these people's missed work fees, rescue fees, transportation fees, and bravery fees..."

Every time he named a fee, these people would have less valuable things. Until he had plundered all the money he deserved, the profiteer walked back with satisfaction and sat in front of Orelius to ask questions.

"Well, now let's get down to business, Aurelius. Based on what you've said, I'll increase the fee as appropriate."

Oreius rolled his eyes and said, "Have some shame. If underwear wasn't worthless, you would have stripped the whole body of the person and left only his buttocks."

The paint on the mask was concentrated in the center, forming a large red exclamation mark. The profiteer was delighted: "Good idea!"

“…………”

The red-haired young man was silent for a while, and then he let out a long sigh: "There are so many people in the Land of Stars, why is it you who descended this time! I would rather it was an enemy who descended..."

"I need to correct this sentence."

The profiteer said seriously, and the red pigment flowed back to the position of the eyes, forming two large red circles. It was obviously a mask, but through the two dark red circles, it was as if I was facing a certain kind of playful gaze.

"As a traitor, please be more aware. Is there anyone in the entire Star Land who is not your enemy?"