Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Next Level

"Well, there are many ways, you see I'm a ghost now, although you have a dragon contract, but after you die, you will still become a ghost. We should have no problem communicating. Then I'll give you the trick of talking to the living, and then you'll be able to talk to them. ”

"Teacher!"

"Master Thrive!"

Cantu and Zoya's voices rang out at the same time, interrupting the old elf's serious explanation. Finally, the red-haired female elf said angrily: "Master, don't do such a thing in the future, this is a living person, in case of a malfunction or miscalculation, let him die!"

"Hey, little darling of Arrans, are you worried about him so much because you like him? Blade was yelled at by Zoya, but he was not angry at all, his eyes rolled, and with a somewhat obscene expression, he approached the half-elf and asked with a smile.

"Where do you want to go, he is the bloodline of our clan, and now he is also tasked with saving the world, if there is a mistake, our world will be completely destroyed. Zoya turned her face a little unnaturally and explained seriously.

"I see...... It's not right, but the child has loved to deal with humans since she was a child, and hey, you deserve to be her child in this regard. The end of the world or something, what is there to be afraid of, I don't know how many times there have been ends, some are naturally generated, and some are made by them. What is the destruction of a planet......" Blade looked at Zoya with a smile, but his muttering to himself got lower and lower. And in the old Elven language. Only Cantu and Zoya understood what he was saying.

Originally, Zoya wanted to protest after listening to the first half, but when she heard the second half, her face became solemn. "Master, what do you mean by that, and why do you say that the end of the world has happened so many times. What other apocalypse did they make?"

She used the lingua franca of Turanda, which everyone in the audience could understand, and everyone immediately focused their eyes on the blade, shocked by the ghost's astonishing words.

The blade covered his mouth violently, and his expression was "terrible". He was about to say something when suddenly a glowing crimson circle appeared on the floor beneath his feet, and then the figure of the elf ghost disappeared in an instant.

Deerlando and Cantu were the quickest to pounce. But he was scalded by the glowing red. Then the red circle seemed to appear so suddenly and disappeared again. The ground was restored to a white and smooth appearance.

β€œ...... What's wrong with him? And who is he?" asked the people around him, puzzled. A look of loss and worry on his face, Cantu replied, "He is my teacher, Master of the Blades, and you have seen his works. He said he couldn't leak it. Leaks can be locked up or cleared by watchers. Oh my God. If I had caused him to be cleared, my sin would have been great!"

"Oh...... Watchman. By the way, isn't your teacher already dead for a long, long time?" Diarlandor pulled the young dragon out of his arms. Shaking it, intending to wake it up, to see if he could intercede with the elven old man just now.

Cantu didn't know how to explain, he shook his head and sighed: "I don't know either, it seems that his soul has been left in this room in some form. ”

"Isn't that a ghost? and a ghost will be killed?" said Deirlando, pinching Riseth's nose to see if he could wake up the young dragon. Probably enough rest, the young dragon twitched his little paws this time, and then began to impatiently pull at Dillando's nasty fingers.

"Rises, wake up, help!" Dearlando called to the dragon cub affectionately, and after a while, Rises blinked his eyes and finally woke up from his grasp. It spread its wings, stretched out a huge sloth in the air, and then asked in a daze, "What to save......?"

Diarrando immediately took out the spatial ring and poured pure magic crystals into the sunken stone next to him, and the young dragon floated over following the smell of food, listening to everyone gossip about what had just happened while eating.

After listening, it nodded and said, "The Warden is supposed not to destroy this soul, but only to temporarily limit his freedom, he has too many mouths. I beg the watchman to release him for you to see, but I don't think I'll give you any more chance to do so. ”

Diarlando sat on the stone next to him, and asked curiously, "You don't want to know about this island, or do you already know about it, but can't tell me?"

Ryses shook his head: "Most of it I don't know yet, but once I reach adulthood, I'll inherit the memories and knowledge of all the Starlight Dragons from previous generations, it's only a matter of time, and I'm never bothered by how little I know now." With that, it stretched its neck, and snorted a few times, and a red circle appeared on the ground again, and the circle extended upwards to form a birdcage-like prison, and in it was the old elf who was curled up.

"Watchman, please don't lock him up again, we won't have any more contact with him, I promise. Dillando glanced at the elven ghost, then at the worried Cantu and Zoya, and tried to make a suggestion.

"Accepted. Confinement revoked. Although these two simple phrases are ancient elf, they are very similar to modern pronunciations, and everyone basically understands them. Sure enough, with this chime coming from nowhere, the red, glowing birdcage disappeared, and the Blade climbed up from the floor. But this time he didn't dare to say anything anymore, and could only nod to Deerlando with gratitude.

Then the ghost of the elf faded under everyone's gaze, and finally disappeared completely.

"Alas......" Cantu and Zoya sighed at the same time, they didn't expect the happy reunion to end like this, it seems that there are too many secrets on the island, and if you want to get out of here alive, it is probably better not to know too much.

"Risen Reseth?!" Fayle had been staring at the young dragon since the moment, and now he finally had a chance to ask.

Dearlando smirked three times, then stroked the top of the young dragon's head and said, "Yes, it's not in vain that I've worked so hard. You see, doesn't it look much more majestic now? It's more like a dragon. ”

Reses whipped his hand with his tail in dissatisfaction, muttering as he chewed on the mixture of pure magic crystal gems and gold coins, "I've always been a mighty person, and I've always been a dragon!"

"yes, yes, Reses has always been great!" said Deirlando, who couldn't help but pick up the dragon and kiss it on the head.

The young dragon pushed his head with four paws in disgust, and didn't give him a second kiss: "Don't be so naΓ―ve, it's disgusting!" Diarlando covered his chest and said exaggeratedly: "Oh my God, you have grown up to be so cold to me, you used to like me to kiss you, and you like me to massage you, and you like to scratch your stomach the most, just like this!"

As he spoke, his fingers tickled nimbly at Rieseth's belly, and the young dragon struggling to maintain its majestic state deflated for a minute, but the slightly twitching tail had already revealed its true mood, and finally it fell to the skilful tickling skills of Dearlando, and threw aside the mighty image of the half-adult dragon, and purred pleasantly like a cat.

"Riseth has been upgraded, does that mean our mission is complete?" Zoya glanced around, although this place was bright and clean, but after everything just now, it was clear that this island was more dangerous than it looked. If you can leave early, that's the highest.

Dearlando shook his head: "No, Rysaith has to grow to the third stage, and we still have the next level of testing to do." ”

"There's the next level...... It's still so terrible and cruel...... Trial?" Lovelan's face turned pale when he heard that he would have to challenge again. The situation just by looking at it was terrifying, and she couldn't imagine how Diarlando and the dragon felt at that time.

"That's how we've grown, and the next level is about to begin. "Reeth, who had been enjoying a massage from Deirlando, suddenly broke free and buried himself in sweeping away the rest of the food, the challenge required a huge amount of physical strength, and it had to be prepared. (To be continued......)