Pillar of Yita

Fang Hong nodded. The efficiency of verbal communication is so low, how can it compare to a mental connection—even the most efficient Dragon Language cannot alter this fact.

The seven Dragon Knights immediately set into motion.

The gray-robed man and Irs fought with increasing apprehension; the opponent’s attack had become sharper than they could have ever imagined. Sometimes their commands could not be effectively executed, because just as the order was given—the opponent had already switched tactics.

In the end, it was almost just the Dragon Souls fighting on instinct, but in combat, how could the Dragon Soul be a match for the Dragon Knights?

Irs let out another miserable cry; his Hillofen was beheaded by a Judge, causing him to spew blood with a loud splutter and collapse immediately.

The gray-robed man also realized at this moment that the situation was irretrievable as it stood. He took a short staff from behind him and held it in his hand.

This scene fell into Fang Hong’s eyes, his gaze flickered, and he recognized the man’s profession; he was indeed a Magic Guided Conductor.

The gray-robed man raised the magic wand to cast a spell—but Fang Hong wasn’t planning to give him this opportunity. Unlike the useless warriors in this world, the spellcasting profession posed a significant threat.

He had long suspected the gray-robed man’s profession and had been monitoring his actions, so at this moment, just as the gray-robed man opened his mouth, he felt a shadow envelop him.

He looked up, seeing the massive shadow in mid-air, and his hand’s motion suddenly halted.

In his brown eyes, a look of helplessness flashed involuntarily. He let go, allowing the wand to slide from his palm and fall to the ground with a ’thud’.

In mid-air, there was an enormous dragon-shaped beast.

”Supreme Realm...”

”Alright, you’ve won...”

The gray-robed man shook his head, and a Dragon Flame descended from mid-air, turning everything to ash.

The Hexin Twins dimmed simultaneously, hanging their heads weakly, half-kneeling on the ground. Then smoke rose from them, which dissipated in the wind, leaving nothing behind—

Fang Hong watched this scene with slight amazement.

He looked at his outstretched left hand and couldn’t help but turn around to look at the dragon-shaped beast behind him. Just at that instant, with a mere thought, this Dragon Knight seemed to have initiated a unique connection with him.

No need for him to issue operational commands; the opponent acted according to his will, more like a Dragon Knight commanding their Dragon Soul than a craftsman controlling a construct.

But his Dragon Soul was obviously Miss Tata—

Fang Hong was somewhat taken aback as he looked at the dragon-shaped beast, observing beneath its gleaming mithril shell, as if there was another meaning within the pair of golden crystal eyes.

Fang Hong was momentarily dazed before realizing it was merely a Dragon Knight, not a true Dark Giant Dragon.

Miss Tata’s voice quietly echoed in his mind:

”Dragon Queen Margaret, one of Rotao’s three royal constructs, contains the bones of a Dark Giant Dragon, once the Dragon Knight of the arrogant Horne.”

”But ever since Finn’s disaster, this construct has been sealed underground within Dust World Hall. I shouldn’t have summoned it; it could cause you trouble, Mr. Knight.”

She shook her head, seemingly unwilling to elaborate, saying only, ”But it’s one of the most legendary Dragon Knights I’ve ever encountered.”

”One of?”

Miss Fairy looked toward the remaining two Dragon Knights but didn’t speak.

Fang Hong followed her gaze, seeing two identical statuesque figures in mid-air—one black, one white, each holding a different Magic Guided Great Sword.

But Fang Hong heard Tata’s voice in his heart:

”I’ve forgotten where I’ve seen them, but in my memory, they should have an extraordinary origin.”

A voice arose from behind them:

”Ade.”

Fang Hong quickly turned around to see Ye Hua coming from that direction.

Ye Hua looked at Irs, who was kneeling in disbelief, ”The Star thought Pale Glory would make you invincible in this world, but who knew... You truly have an incredible streak of luck every time, so what kind of Dragon Soul did Miya give you... I guess even she might not know...”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help shaking his head.

Fang Hong looked up at the ten Dragon Knights in the air, feeling a sense of incredulity. He thought of the crystal dagger Miya gave him, which should be the beginning of it all.

He couldn’t help but think of those poetic and flowery silver eyes, and the quiet maiden. Though he knew it was unrequited feelings, the soft blur in his memory remained.

He couldn’t help but ask, ”Great God Ye Hua, do you know Miss Miya?”

”Her?” Ye Hua laughed, ”A bit absent-minded, often making blunders, I guess she also worked on your Dragon Soul; but the outside world mostly views her as stubborn, or why else do you think she got the nickname of Witch of the Sea?”

”Huh?”

Fang Hong was stunned, seriously doubting Ye Hua and he were talking about the same person. How could the gentle and reliable Miya he knew be like this?

Absent-minded? Stubborn?

They seemed completely unrelated.

Just then, Princess Rupert limped over, still bearing some bruises on her face, and looked at the two. Only then did Fang Hong come out of his reverie and turn to the princess.

”Your Highness, Princess,” Ye Hua also greeted.

Princess Rupert shook her head and said hoarsely, ”Mr. Ye Hua, Captain Ade, the main hall is just ahead.”

Indeed it was, the Blind Followers’ Guards lay scattered, either dead or wounded. The gray-robed man had turned to ash, Irs was kneeling there murmuring to himself as if he had lost his mind.

Even if he hadn’t lost his mind, without his Dragon Knight, he held no combat power here.

Fang Hong even thought he was pretending to be mad to avoid getting killed.

But he didn’t really have the energy to deal with this Osh man anyway.

Beyond the main hall, a row of robed Blind Followers appeared. They walked out from within the hall, and upon seeing the scene in the square, looked on in awe.

So many Dragon Knights in mid-air, had the Colin Ishurian Alliance or Stargate Port come to attack? Or was it a coalition of several large guilds, only they could muster such a luxurious lineup.

The Blind Followers exchanged glances and saw the fanaticism in each other’s eyes. They immediately knelt, raising their hands as if summoning something.

Fang Hong seemed to hear their voices praying, but at such a distance, the deep prayer was just a murmur, and he couldn’t make out the content. Just moments later, a small figure emerged from the great hall.

It was a maiden.

And when Fang Hong saw her, he stood frozen on the spot.

At that moment, the prayer voices rose in crescendo:

”All beings, all beliefs, and All Saints—”

”The supreme guide,”

”The beacon in the fog.”

”The sea of darkness and the lady of silent whispers,”

”My God Ilien, may your will be done on this earth.”

Both Ye Hua and the Grand Princess stood there, stunned.

Fang Hong saw clearly, the maiden’s appearance was none other than Affia.

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