Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

At this moment, Arthur suddenly recalled where and when he heard that voice. "The damn doctor!" he cursed loudly while his body trembled from deep anger and shock.

He was fooled! Fooled since the moment he opened his eyes to this world!"

"See? Even that meager kid knew about me. Go away and leave this delicious kid to me."

"He is a pure child of pure light!"

"Hehehe, that was long before I put the dark dragonair seed in his soul and left that cursed book there for him to find. He must have found and used it, and by now his soul is beyond any redemption. Just give it up and return to dust, this kid is mine and his pure soul will be a great nourish to my darkness, hehehe."

Arthur's body was now about to explode of anger! His energy channeled out of instinct, and the next moment his dragonair's form appeared in this world once more. "Do you mean this was all your doing?" he asked with a heavy tone and fiery eyes.

"You have a dragonair's seed, weak and negligent, yet it was there. The body you appeared at is Willy's body, that good-for-nothing kid. His soul merged with yours, so you have the seed in you. But alone you wouldn't be able to ignite it, and so I just gave you a slight push, as this musing lamp just described, and you walked the path of the dragonair."

A small vicious face appeared from a branching cloud of the dark smoke. "Dragonairs were all tainted by my side a long time ago. Despite your ancestor's seeds being pure light, the long dark generations that came after that made you all belong to us. Just give it up already, you aren't a pure hearted one, you are a damned cursed and tainted person."

The face then laughed, as if he was seeing the fruits of his genius plans unfold in front of his eyes. "The book, I can already smell it deep within you. You fell into my bait and took the book, hehehe. You are doomed. Give it up old lady, this kid is now a vessel to accept one of us."

"On my dead body!"

"Hahaha, you are already long dead, hahaha!"

Arthur had it all clear in front of his eyes right now. "So this was all a scheme from the start?" his own voice was brimming with anger that even his tone came out shaking like his body.

He clenched his claws, examined his giant dragonair's body before he shook his head. "No, this isn't a scheme, this body is mine! This ability is mine! No one has the right to determine anything for me!" he raised his head and glanced at the vortex.

"How familiar this is," he had a melancholic moment when he did so. It was strangely similar to his way to defy heaven. "Raise your head high, scream your name out loud, and let the heavens shake from your roars!" he said to himself, reminding his mind and soul of the old long forgotten feeling he once had.

The feeling to challenge all shackles and break them apart!

"I'm Arthur and I will fuck*ng defeat you!" he shouted, and his shout came as a mighty roar that traveled fast through the world.

"Kid, it's useless, the book is cursed, and you are doomed. Just don't waste my time and breaths on you."

Arthur glanced over to that sly face while he showed a slier face himself. "You mean this one?" he sneered before taking out the book he once crushed and ruined.

It was two halves already, broken apart with papers already crushed to many pieces. "Damn you! My book! My precious book! What did you do to it, vulgar cultivator! Damn you!"

The screams of this sly face made Arthur feel delighted and relieved. He let the book fall on the ground before the eyes of that dark soul, while the white soul of Zilia seized this moment and tightened her grip over the dark pillar.

"You damned soul, let me go now! This boy is mine! I touched it first!"

"Didn't your mommy warn you not to touch others' stuff? Who cares if you touched him first or last, he is a pure seed and it was your fault to try to defile him!"

The fight seemed to intensify at this moment, and Arthur had no say in it. He stood his place glancing impatiently, at this fight, not doubting that the light soul of Zilia would prevail.

"Damn you! Damn you kid! Damn you all! If he isn't mine, then I won't let you take him!"

"Go back to your filthy swarm dark fouled soul and leave this sacred place to me!"

"On my dead body!"

"Funny, you are already as dead and cold as me, hehehe."

Despite her laughs, Arthur felt how nervous she was. He didn't know why, but the words that the dark master said just now made Zilia worried and anxious.

"What's going on here?"

"Ding! I think this ritual is bound to a limited time."

"What?!!" Arthur was shocked, and he even got a scare from the words of the system.

"Ding! Think about it, the vortex was summoned here using this unique moment and certain things aligned together. Your city with the underground Ley Lines and pillars, the giant Golam's body and enormous energy. This led to this moment, yet it's not permanent. After all, everything is bound to one limited source here."

Arthur didn't need his system to spoon feed him the answer, as the next moment he turned to glance directly at the Golam. "That Golam is about to be killed."

"Ding! It's life source is the only source that can stabilize such a sacred channel. If Zilia couldn't reach you in the next ten minutes, you won't be able to gain her blessing!"

Arthur clenched tighter on his claws, "Can't I do anything to help?"