Chapter 868: Bizarre of the Saint_2

But in the next instant, all the natural disasters that were about to erupt stopped.

Even the aura on Helen’s body vanished along with them.

He could sense what state Baiyi was in at this moment—pure projection, simply amplifying his own aura and sense of threat, but all he could do was…look this way, and deepen his link with the medium here.

This situation wasn’t actually what Helen had wanted to see.

But from his words alone, one could make out some of the Dragon Race’s arrogance.

They called it cooperation, yet stubbornly destroyed Helen’s things; there wasn’t the slightest respect in it.

If he could use this chance to make the Dragon Race recognize the current reality, that was also something Helen would be quite happy to see.

Premise being…this Black Dragon didn’t explode into its malicious nature again.

Helen walked forward step by step with Baiyi’s phantom, Baiyi’s scarlet gaze prying into everything around them.

Some mediums gradually established a connection with Baiyi.

In the void, one scarlet eye after another opened, carrying the most primal malice of the world as they peered at all living beings.

Ordinary beings of the Dragon Race plane, under those eyes’ gaze, let out increasingly uneasy and urgent howls, and kept running in directions far away from this region.

Without a shred of protection, Helen walked up to the Black Dragon; a faint smile remained on his face. “Mr. Trevony, you can give it a try and see whether my words come true or not.”

The provocative words made the sanity that the Black Dragon had just recovered gradually turn into anger.

Helen ignored him. He glanced up at the sky; the Celestial Punishment was gathering larger and larger, this world darkened under the shroud of storm clouds, and only the flashes when thunder collided could grant this world a brief moment of Light.

“You still have…thirty seconds. Thirty seconds from now, a Forbidden Dragon Race will inevitably revive.”

Finishing, he lowered his head and calmly looked at the Black Dragon.

After a long while, the Black Dragon took a deep breath.

Helen was slightly taken aback, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

But in the next instant, the solemnity in his eyes faded.

As expected, the old Black Dragon had already learned to suppress his own evil, just like in the dream.

Trevony slowly exhaled, then raised his head and let out a sky-shaking roar.

Roar~

The roar of a Giant Dragon exploded before him, blasting Helen away.

One Legendary peak Giant Dragon after another rose, spiraling upwards; wave after wave of dragon roars thundered through the heavens, gradually soothing the five consciousnesses that were on the verge of revival.

Helen didn’t mind this little bit of venting at all; there was a trace of relaxation in his expression. Those old dragons should only revive when this world suffered heavy damage and triggered the Celestial Punishment.

This time could only be called Luck.

In their cooperation, the Black Dragon had always wanted to suppress Dawn, and desired absolute discourse power in the cooperation.

Yet Baiyi’s aura actually managed to stir the Celestial Punishment, triggering some of the pre-set mechanisms of the Dragon Race ahead of time, leading to the current situation.

It also pulled Dawn, originally in an inferior position, up to the same level.

As expected, in any cooperation, only strength was the most important thing.

Baiyi’s tentacles could only count as a medium for that Black Dragon; this Black Dragon had never truly gotten angry from start to finish.

It was just that this medium was about to cost the Dragon Race a great price—but this was also a way for both sides to display their heritage…

As everything calmed down, Helen looked up at the sky; after locking gazes with a pair of scarlet eyes, Baiyi’s aura began to dissipate.

And at this moment, that Black Dragon slowly shrank in size, finally stopping when his body length was ten meters.

Helen looked around, then raised his hand.

The aura of nature erupted.

A Green Dragon Soul let out a sudden roar, and the intent of nature instantly flooded this region, dispersing the Thunderclouds in the sky that had already lost their Celestial Punishment nature.

Sunlight spilled down, and the smiling youth inclined his body in a slight bow.

As if nothing that had just happened had ever taken place.

The Black Dragon hesitated for a moment, then also lowered his proud head slightly.

The Giant Dragons circling above the firmament, along with tens of thousands of Dragon Race, gradually withdrew back into the mountains and rivers, restoring this Dragon-ruled World to its original harmony.

And at this time, on Dawn’s side.

Baiyi was now the World mark after seizing the Origin Stone; every time the Dark Side appeared, it would bring Celestial Punishment along.

Logically, it shouldn’t have been like this, but -33 Charm Value was the Charm Value of the Ancient Gods, while Baiyi was now at -37.

On top of that, Xia had always disliked the act of extracting the World Rules, so this punishment appeared.

Of course, Baiyi didn’t care; this marker couldn’t mark the Light Side, and as for the Dark Side, that was just fine—the Rule Blade could take shape faster.

He didn’t even need to wait for Celestial Punishment to gather; just provoking it a bit would bring it crashing down.

If there were no enemies, the Dark Side didn’t need to come out, so this didn’t really affect Baiyi.

However, the Dragon Race…

Their heritage truly was formidable; Baiyi was now fully convinced by the saying “one person, one Dragon Soul.”

And just now, Helen had mentioned an Oracle.

Dragon God Isabella was a special existence; she had originally been one of the Ancient Gods, but the Dragon Race’s arrogance made her hold the Ancient Gods in contempt, and she had no interest at all in borrowing external Power—that is, in extracting the Xia Rules.

Her Growth relied entirely on a powerful foundation and heritage, brute-forcing her way up.

She was the first Giant Dragon, and at the time, the only Giant Dragon; innately, she was far stronger than many Ancient Gods.

The Dragon Race was merely a Race Isabella molded out of her own flesh and various Rules.

Thus, the Dragon Race only represented being Powerful in this World; even Black Dragons had no acts of breaking the Rules.

The evil of Black Dragons was only directed at living beings.

This was also why Isabella could become a New God.

The World did not reject Isabella.

Of course, the Ancient Gods had no alliance; that was why Isabella could remain aloof.

By the time of the New Gods, their various systems of God had become intricate and tangled.

In the end, only the Divine War of the New Gods could drag her into the water as well.

Otherwise, that dragon who cared about nothing would never have been interested in besieging something like Destiny.

And since she participated, how did she foresee the current situation?

Within Isabella’s own Rules, the focus was still on the flesh; you could tell just by looking at the Five-Colored Dragon.

Once Destiny died, the Goddess of Fortune, the God of Misfortune and the rest of the Destiny system naturally wouldn’t fare much better.

After pondering for a while, Baiyi gave up thinking.

None of that mattered; as long as the Dragon Soul really could be obtained, and as long as the Dragon Race truly intended to come to Dawn, everything else wasn’t much of a problem.

He could handle the Forbidden Giant Dragon, and there were Helen, the Holy Descendant, and the Mythical Armor keeping an eye on the other Giant Dragons—nothing big would happen.

He lowered his head.

Baiyi made a final modification to a certain auxiliary material.

At the moment he stepped out of the first underground level, a shrill voice rang out.

“Oh~ my friend, you finally came out. Look, here are your belongings and your trade—see if you like them?”

Baiyi reached out and took the statue; his expression stiffened slightly. The Power inside this thing had actually revealed a hint—it truly was the Power of the Saint.

He put the statue away; this thing could resurrect Ulrich. Baiyi had originally thought it was a medium, but hadn’t expected it was simply hiding its Power.

After all, the higher-end something was, the more likely it was to use a higher-end scheme.

If it had been a medium, then as long as it left behind even a speck of dust, it could very likely be simulated upon entering the Dream Realm.

But if it was Power, once destroyed, then there would be nothing to be done.

Baiyi looked at the [Window Trading Contract].

The text on it was still crooked and twisted, yet somewhat different from before.

He could clearly Perceive that there was a special Power on the contract invading some things in the higher-dimensional layers.

When this invasion touched the original Power of Contract at the same instant—

The panel’s prompt lit up.

[Quest updated: original quest “Bizarre Journey” has been changed to “Holy Bizarre.” Please pay attention to the changes in the quest content.]

[Quest: Holy Bizarre.

Attributes: Special Quest.

Quest Description: The Power of the Window has been distorted, and the Destiny of the Saint has taken Attachment.

Please find Ulrich’s Dream Realm, and hand the Ulrich statue and the Window Trading Contract to Ulrich in the dream.

Quest Reward: None.

Failure Penalty: None.

Introduction: The Destiny of the Saint cannot serve as a medium, yet the originally impossible has happened. Perhaps the Bizarre has also undergone a different change. A Powerful will has, in the great rises and falls of the World, ultimately found a bit of self. This journey may not be as difficult as you imagined.]