Saxes' father died under siege from the elves, and Sachses died at the claws of the spotted dragon—a miserable death. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ed knows this. He just couldn't understand for a moment why the hatred was so strong, as if thousands of years had not been able to kill it, even if there was only one object of revenge, and that one was already old and dying, he would not let it go.

But...... After all, he wasn't the one who died tragically.

"But how did he know that Ye Ying was here...... How did he know it was the only one alive?" Ed murmured in confusion, his heart even more uneasy - the mighty ghost seemed to know everything.

With an indescribable loss, Isis glanced at him with a wrizen look.

"There's a rumor. He said, "Because it's about the spotted leaf dragon, we ice dragons don't really know very well...... But it is said that Sachses was well protected by his parents for hundreds of years after his birth, and no one knew of his existence. After the death of his father, Janakga, a spotted leaf dragon revealed the secret, and he was hunted down to his death...... And Ye Ying is Janakga's 'friend' - he said it himself. The biggest possibility is that he leaked secrets. ”

This kind of hatred is too unforgettable, and it is unforgivable whether Ye Ying is dead or alive...... That's why he could guess where Sachses might go, but it was too late to do anything.

It wasn't originally about him. But if he could, he probably wanted to stop Saxy, right?

Ed suddenly wanted to give his gloomy friend a hug—even if he wouldn't like the comfort. But no sooner had he stretched out his arms than Iss frowned thoughtfully.

“...... You'd better check out the elves. He said.

Ed was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped up: "He won't even let go of the elves?!"

"Who knows. Isis replied indifferently, "Anyway, it's ...... by the way."

Before the words could be spoken, Ed had disappeared.

Eth stared at the clearing in silence until the mist slowly reclaimed their territory.

"Come out. He said.

A little light flickered in the mist, like a firefly on a summer evening, flickering and disappearing, gradually condensing the shadow of a giant dragon.

In the hazy mist, the silent shadow was old and young. It transforms, as if with a wave of its wings, it has gone through thousands of years from birth to withering, and in the next moment, it is as strong as a new life.

It looks almost real.

“...... Is this how you get power?" The increasingly irrepressible anger made Is's sarcasm more like an accusation, "devouring souls...... First your own other half, then another dragon?"

- Before that, there may have been the whisperers who died in obscurity on White Rock Island.

The last time he faced Saxess, he was already suspicious...... The breath of the soul was too chaotic, and the island that was isolated from the world had a hint of coldness even under the sea breeze and sun.

He just didn't expect him to be able to devour souls directly like this...... This is even more terrifying than all known necromancy.

"Its memory is no longer inherited. Saxes does not deny that "sooner or later its soul will dissipate, as if it never existed...... Why waste it?"

Isis glared at it, but he was also vigilantly prepared.

However, Sachses laughed.

"Don't be nervous, Son of the Crystal Crown. It says, "I have neither the intention of devouring your soul nor taking possession of your body...... There is no need for this. ”

“...... So what do you want?" said Ise coldly, "just want to say hello to me in a friendly way?"

"I didn't expect you to show up so soon. "But there is nothing wrong with that," replied Sacess, "and we can settle the matter in a more peaceful way—you have something that belongs to me." ”

"Everything I get belongs to me. Iss said unceremoniously.

He certainly knew what Sacesses was referring to. The cane...... The magic staff that Janakga made for his elven lover was, logically, a Sachse—but such a "principle" was not the rule that dragons followed.

For the dragon, possession is the same as possession, in any way, unless it is willing to give it up...... or have to give up.

“...... Like a dragon when you need it, like a human when you don't. Saxes shook his head, "Little one...... That's not right. ”

“...... Don't call me that!" Iss growled, instinctively trying to spread his wings and suppress his anger and impulsiveness, "Nothing is needed or needed...... I'm just a dragon!"

It's a swamp in which dragons can easily sink into their overly heavy bodies. Of course, he can freeze the land, but Saxis can also restore it...... And against a disembodied ghost, fangs and claws are useless.

In fact, it didn't take anyone to remind him that he knew that he was no match for the Saxes no matter what it turned into...... But he stubbornly refused to take a step back.

He had promised Leaf Shadow that the little world in the cane would become its grave, and he had promised to destroy the cane once it had slept in that world...... A promise is a promise, and he will do it if he promises.

"Behold, I know you swear by the Spirit of Eternity. Calm and patient, "I don't mind if you throw this old fellow's corpse in, it's my kindred after all...... But, speaking of which, do you really know how to open the door to that world?"

Isis was silent.

“...... You don't know. ”

Sacthis's low laugh made his light blue eyes turn golden uncontrollably, and its next words thoroughly irritated him:

"Or you know. You also know exactly what it is for, but you deceive your 'friends', like any other lie you weave...... In this way, you are more like a human. ”

The dragon's roar exploded as it spat out the last syllable, and the wind caused the mist to swell wildly like waves. The silver-white figure slammed straight into the floating ghost, even though it knew it was useless...... It didn't know how else to vent its raging rage.

"You didn't even tell him another kind warning from me, did you?" Sackse's voice faded into the mist with his shadow, but it was still sharp and cold, piercing the soul, "let me ask you the same question, Son of the Crystal Crown—what do you want?"

The ice dragon roared angrily, biting at what it couldn't reach. It looked like it had gone mad, not even caring about the rancid mud splashing half of its body.

Then it suddenly stopped, frozen there.

In the drifting mist, a pale face was faintly revealed.

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