Chapter 971 - 30: Dragon Slayer Warrior

When they were overtaken by a winged humanoid, the knights of the Griffin Group began to question their reality.

"Was that a human flying over?"

"No, it has wings, it can’t be human?"

"Historical records seem to suggest Dragon-men have that form."

"Is it the descendant of the legendary Dragon Knight?"

"My God! How will history record today?"

"No matter how it’s recorded, we are just the backdrop. Hurry up and follow!"

When Tianmiao and the others caught up to Jesse and Fei’er, Jesse and Fei’er were wide-eyed, unable to believe their eyes.

"Is this one of our tribe? I’ve never seen this before," Fei’er asked, puzzled as he looked at the Silver Dragon beneath Tianmiao’s feet.

"She isn’t, she’s from the hidden Dragon Clan," Tianmiao replied with a smile.

Fei’er was filled with shock and questions. Even if it was a hidden Dragon Clan, a silver dragon? Never heard of it, let alone seen one.

Jesse very much wanted to ask Tianmiao about her relationship with the giant dragon beneath her, but he was afraid of offending the dragon. Despite his curiosity and shock, he refrained from asking.

Thus, the two giant dragons swiftly headed towards the Dark Swamp.

As soon as they flew to the edge of the Dark Swamp, they were hit with a nauseating smell. The stench, the smell of decay, assaulted their noses.

Fei’er transformed back into human form. To find the place of the seal, they needed to fly low to sense anomalies, but in some parts of the swamp, the toxic gases could catch one off-guard. Even bodies as strong as those of the Dragon Clan couldn’t resist this toxic mist. If overwhelmed and fainted, falling into the swamp unprepared, would mean getting stuck and never resurfacing.

No one knows how deep the Dark Swamp truly is.

Kong Hou also reverted back to its form, turning into a plump little cat, hugged by Tianmiao.

Fei’er and Jesse instinctively looked at the little cat in Tianmiao’s arms. So, this little cat beside Tianmiao was actually a member of the Dragon Clan! Jesse recalled how, back in Reya Town when he returned home, the meal was already prepared, and Tianmiao mentioned it was cooked by her companion. So it was the dragon who cooked back then?

To have a dragon willingly cooking for her, who indeed is Little Tiantian? Could she truly be an Angel?

"The Dark Night Elves shouldn’t have arrived yet?" Jesse asked with a frown, his voice deep.

"It’s hard to say. The Dark Swamp is vast; they might enter from directions we can’t see," Buck replied, looking forward, but the dense fog ahead obscured the view entirely.

"Are these mists toxic?" Jesse asked.

"The white mist is not toxic, but the other colors are. Especially the black mist, it’s highly toxic, and must be avoided. If it can’t be avoided, use Fighting Spirit to shield your body, hold your breath, and pass through quickly," Buck said solemnly.

"Let’s go," Fei’er said, taking the lead, "I’ll scout ahead. As long as we’re near the seal site, as members of the Dragon Clan, we should sense it."

Buck nodded, following Jesse. Jesse bent down, picked Tianmiao up, and followed behind Fei’er.

...

This was a brutal battle, an earth-shattering conflict.

The Dark Night Elves were indeed not exterminated; they lay in hiding, waiting to strike back. They wanted to drag this world into the abyss, and it wasn’t just the Dark Night Elves with such thoughts. There were also other dark species and humans whose hearts had been consumed by darkness.