bookcurios Chapter 638: I'm no ordinary dragon cub! (42)
Chapter 638: I'm no ordinary dragon cub! (42)
Chapter 638 I'm No Ordinary Dragon Cubs! 42
The frequency and content of her precognitive dreams are mostly beyond Zhao Zhao's control.
However, the premonition dream about the ending of the dragon race that had been weighing on his mind finally brought a visual result to him again that night.
As Zhao Zhao struggled to wake up, she vaguely heard Franco's voice outside the door.
"The young master is still asleep... Indeed, we don't want him to get involved in this crisis..."
There was also a faint female voice.
Her dark eyes opened, filled with calmness and peace. Without a word, Zhao Zhao got out of bed and slowly opened the door, instantly meeting two pairs of slightly surprised eyes.
"Don't hide it from me, I know everything."
.......
To outsiders, the Dragon Clan may not be a paradise, but it is at least a beautiful and peaceful place.
But at this time, the forest in the Dragon Clan's territory was filled with withered and fallen trees, and even the grasslands were scorched and burned.
The ground was not only littered with the corpses of grass, trees, and flowers, but also with the severed limbs and carcasses of spirit beasts and even dragons. The once vibrant place had now become a hellish inferno.
A violent commotion erupted from the golden palace that symbolized authority. Neri, Ersto, and Iriac, each bearing wounds of varying sizes, sat far apart, their expressions extremely grim.
"boom!"
The table in front of Neri shattered into pieces: "Stop messing around! What did I call you here for?!"
"If we keep arguing, the dragon race will be finished!"
This was the umpteenth time this gentle and refined man had lost his temper. The other two, who were usually rational, now seemed possessed, needing to retort to him no matter what he said, right or wrong.
"Who do you think you're talking to!"
"Nari, who can stand your temper lately!"
Neri: "...Shouldn't you check your own condition?"
Irrick on the other side was so angry that his hair stood on end; he was clearly furious.
Whenever a few people try to sit down together to discuss this inexplicable riot, they always start arguing amongst themselves first, just like now.
Another loud "bang!" echoed as Erstoo overturned the shattered table. Veins bulged on his forehead as he struggled to control his temper: "Stop fighting amongst yourselves, you bunch of idiots! We're clearly being controlled by something!"
"Do you need to remind me?! You think you're so smart?!" Irrick wasn't stupid; of course he knew something was wrong.
but.......
"Speak up! Are you trying to start a fight by flipping the table?"
The air between the three of them began to freeze again. They stared at each other, but what they were really thinking was how to beat the other person up.
As for the unusual emotions, they all had vague guesses, but for the time being, they didn't have the energy to focus on it.
No one knows who broke the cup again, but in the next second, three majestic dragons took flight and began to fight.
Meanwhile, in various parts of the forest, they were also fighting each other, their ruthlessness so intense that it seemed they wanted to tear a piece of flesh off each other.
When Zhao Zhao returned to the Western Dragon Clan's territory, this was the scene she witnessed.
I never expected that such a thing would happen within the Dragon Clan after he had only been gone for a few months.
Dark, deep eyes peered beyond the towering ancient trees of the forest, and in the distance, one could see the endless cave exuding an evil aura, with many skeletons even at the cave entrance.
These were the inspection teams sent by Neri, Iric, and Ersto, who had sensed something was wrong. However, the three parties started fighting shortly after meeting, without even stepping into the cave entrance.
It was exactly the same as the purgatory scene in my dream.
No one would have imagined that a dragon trapped for thousands of years could still create something like this while bound by all chains.
They were caught off guard and attacked without warning.
"Let's go find Neri and the others first." Frang's emotions remained relatively stable, as if he hadn't been affected. He led Zhao Zhao straight towards the golden palace shrouded in dark clouds.
Lords who usually spar and avoid harming each other are now, in this moment of mutual dislike, almost want to beat everyone to death.
Before they even started discussing countermeasures for the dragon incident, the group was already fighting each other until they were vomiting blood.
"Stop fighting!" A cub dressed in black robes came flying in the rosy light, its angry voice temporarily bringing the group back to their senses.
Upon hearing this voice, Neri trembled. He looked up in disbelief and met Zhao Zhao's gaze, whose bangs were being blown up by the wind.
The other two also stopped what they were doing, their faces showing the same blank expression.
"Zhaozhao?...Why are you back...?"
However, after a moment's pause, frustration welled up again: "Didn't I tell you to stay in the Phoenix Clan?!"
"The dragon race has become like this, shouldn't I come back?" Zhao Zhao, who was being yelled at for the first time, felt a little aggrieved. She stopped in mid-air, her movements halting as she rushed towards them.
“The dragons are in danger, ...and we are in danger too..." Neri didn’t even dare to look into Zhao Zhao’s clear eyes. He was helpless about her becoming like this, but he still couldn’t control his emotions.
It seemed as if a powerful force was controlling them from the shadows.
He worried that he wouldn't be able to protect Zhao Zhao in the chaos of the dragon race, and he even lacked confidence in himself, fearing that he might hurt Zhao Zhao.
The group exchanged bewildered glances. Frang snapped, "Hey! Why are you taking your anger out on the child?!"
"None of your business, get lost!"
Receiving a cold glare from Irrick, Franck, acting impulsively, blushed and said, "Damn it, Irrick, you dare to curse me? I've been wanting to get back at you for a long time!"
Two orbs of spiritual energy of different colors were about to clash when golden and red light and shadows stopped them from doing so.
Nari was breathing heavily, her expression towards Zhao Zhao filled with complex emotions.
Erstoo suppressed his rising temper and said in a deep voice, "Stop fighting! What if you hurt the young master?!" He said each word through gritted teeth, saying "stop fighting" but actually wanting to teach them a lesson more than anyone else.
Even the most rational person was able to control their behavior in front of those influenced by evil energy.
He stepped forward expressionlessly, picked up Zhao Zhao who seemed to be stunned, and ruffled his messy hair, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, young master, something may have happened to the Dragon Clan recently, which may have disappointed you."
"I know."
"It's all the dragon's fault, you don't need to apologize." Zhao Zhao pouted and stomped her feet, looking extremely angry at the dragon.
While they were worried about Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao also felt sorry for them, who were suffering terribly from the influence of the demonic dragon.
The dragon race's inherent flaws are their wicked nature, and these flaws, magnified to an extreme, have become the main cause of the chaos.
Looking at the bloodshot eyes, he hugged the disheveled Ersto.
Unbeknownst to him, Frang, who had just joined the Dragon Clan, also began to become extremely irritable, and later he became even more severely affected than the others who had been affected earlier.
Zhao Zhao suggested that the group return to the palace first to discuss the matter, but soon after, they started arguing and fighting again.
They couldn't calm down at all, let alone discuss countermeasures.
Below, a group of people were chattering noisily. Zhao Zhao stood on the throne and tried to speak several times but couldn't get a word in edgewise. In her frustration, she met the gaze of a pair of fiery golden eyes.
"Then none of you should live!"
Zhao Zhao heard a familiar voice, and the next second, her eyes flashed as Ersto flew towards her, embracing her as they flew out of the palace.
"Erstoo, did I tell you to hold Zhaozhao?! Get back here right now!"
Ersto remained silent, simply keeping a cold expression as he led Zhao Zhao away from the group of mental patients.
The whistling of the wind reached my ears, like the weeping of the forest.
"Hey, what are you doing! Think clearly and focus on the important things!" Zhao Zhao angrily grabbed his ear.
Ersto said in a chilling tone, "I'm here on serious business."
“It’s pointless to explain to those idiots. Let’s discuss it ourselves—about the dragon.” He then looked at Zhao Zhao, whose eyes were clear.
He simply couldn't stand those Tyrannosaurus Rex that would fight at the drop of a hat.
Compared to the others, Erstoo's expression was relatively rational: "Young Master, have you been...dreaming lately?"
“I’m talking about precognitive dreams, dreams about dragons.” He was trying to find a breakthrough from Zhao Zhao.
Seeing Zhao Zhao nod seriously, a smile appeared in the eyes of the usually aloof Erstoo. He affectionately rubbed Zhao Zhao's head and said, "As expected, our Ancestral Dragon Young Master is here to save the Dragon Clan."
"Can you tell me how to resolve this disaster?" he asked gently and slowly.
The endless cave where the demonic dragon was imprisoned was filled with evil energy for miles around, a dark and oppressive atmosphere.
The people they sent went berserk and rampaged as soon as they touched these things, and so far no dragon has been able to enter.
Unfortunately, every time the lords sat down together to discuss the matter, they couldn't come up with a solution.
Erstoo looked at the wounds on his hands and chuckled self-deprecatingly.
Looking out from mid-air, he could only see desolate and ruined scenes throughout the forest over the past few months.
"There is only one solution: kill the dragon."
Zhao Zhao spoke earnestly, and Ersto looked at him earnestly as well, then suddenly smiled.
He laughed at Zhao Zhao's naivety: "Even our ancestors thousands of years ago were unable to kill the ancestral dragon who had fallen into demonic possession, let alone a group of us."
"But if we don't kill him, how can we break the curse and dispel this evil aura that fills the sky?" Everything that the dragon race is suffering now is caused by this demonic dragon.
Ersto paused, "Young Master, do you know about the curse?"
"Of course I dream~~" Zhao Zhao said in a relaxed tone, trying to ease his mood.
“Let’s join forces and kill him, then the evil spirit will be gone and the curse will be broken.” He gently coaxed Erstoo, pressing his forehead against Erstoo’s. “We’re the best, we can definitely do it.”
"So, young master has a solution?"
Looking at the vast dragon lands, Erstoo hesitated for a few seconds before asking.
“Yes, didn’t you notice that I’m unaffected by the evil energy of the demonic dragon?” Zhao Zhao blinked.
His tone was naive, whether he was speculating or seriously explaining his brief plan: "But the evil energy is affecting your minds, and the things near the Endless Cave are even more powerful, capable of eroding consciousness. So, I will enter the Endless Cave to control the evil energy on that demonic dragon..."
【Your idea is a bit too optimistic. Tell me, how can you guarantee your personal safety before you control the evil energy?】
"Help me."
The system laughed: "Why should I?"
Understanding his meaning, Erstoio stood frozen in place and blurted out, "I won't let you take the risk."
He murmured, "You're still so young, you haven't grown up yet, you shouldn't have to bear this."
The young master should grow up under their protection.
"But what can you do? You can't even get into the Endless Cave."
The facts are clear: reality is real and cruel.
Zhao Zhao said, "I can go in, and with my abilities, I can help the Dragon Clan overcome this difficulty."
"Don't underestimate me, I am the First Emperor of Heaven!"
Yes, Zhao Zhao is their proud young master of the Ancestral Dragon Clan.
Two opposing forces were clashing in Erstoo's mind, completely disrupting his already agitated state of mind.
Noticing his sleeve being tugged, he impatiently looked down and bumped into the cub's obviously startled expression.
“I’m sorry,” he said through gritted teeth, his eyes tightly shut. “Alright, then I’ll have to trouble you, young master.”
He didn't know if he would regret the decision he made on impulse; he only knew that the dragon race's current situation couldn't afford their hesitation or emotional appeals.
"Do we need to go back and explain to Neri and the others?"
"Ah."
Let's go back.
Erstoo alone cannot help him fight the demonic dragon, and even the dragon race alone is unlikely to succeed.
On the other side, Neri, who had quickly dealt with the other two, was about to go out to look for Zhao Zhao when a little dragon cub suddenly appeared outside the palace gate, rushing forward like a cannonball and hugging his leg.
Neri's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly suppressed her bloodthirsty killing intent.
"Nerinerin, Ersto and I have come up with a plan to fight the dragon."
"Please listen to us properly, and stop getting angry and fighting all the time, okay?"
Despite her inner turmoil, Neri forced herself to suppress the overwhelming feeling and hid her bloodied hand behind her back.
"Okay~" The hoarse voice couldn't hide the tenderness in it.
Even though he was influenced by evil spirits, his heart and subconscious actions told him that he loved Zhao Zhao and could not hurt her.
"Let's go, let's go find Frang and Iric again."
Seeing that he couldn't pull on Nali's robes, Zhao Zhao looked up and saw the man smiling gently at him: "They've fainted. If you're worried, I can help you wake them up again."
Zhao Zhao: ......
"Stop talking nonsense!" Ersto, who had been standing behind Zhao Zhao, glared at Neri. The moment he saw him, a nameless anger surged up again.
Under the influence of evil energy, the two of them seemed to be enemies rather than members of their own clan.
The man in the golden robe strode aggressively into the majestic palace, where two people lay sprawled on the golden floor tiles.
Franger and Irrick both had different wounds, and they looked rather disheveled as they lay on the ground.
Ersto kicked out and shouted, "Get up!"
"Hey hey!"
Zhao Zhao felt sorry for him and quickly hugged Erstoo's feet: "Be gentle!"
He glared at Neri, who was still smiling at him, and said irritably, "Why did you beat them up like that?!"
“If they were even half as sensible as Zai Zai, they wouldn’t have to be punished,” Neri said without a trace of self-reproach, her gaze toward the two on the ground distant and cold.
Zhao Zhao was taken aback when she saw it.
Sometimes, ruthless methods are more effective than force in destroying a race.