Mystical Journey Chapter 1307

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With this many Undead here, this place was clearly the center of the Underground City. In other words, it was extremely likely that the Pearl of the Hall was just ahead. The more one contributed at a crucial moment like this, the larger their share of the profits would be.

All of the Wizards did their best to coordinate with their Contract companions, killing many of the Undead, but there were just too many Undead. They surged out of the darkness endlessly.

More than ten of the Contractors' dragons had leaped into the air and joined the battle. Only Kevin's little White Dragon was just staring wide-eyed at the two giant monsters fighting in the air above its head, the Dual-Headed Hell Black Dragon and the Undead Butcher.

“Has it been scared out of its mind?” Gergenfor's mean-spirited voice reached their ears.

Maria's expression twisted, and she gripped her father's hand tightly, glaring angrily at Gergenfor. Although she was extremely disappointed as well, she knew that her father was doing this to protect her.

Kevin tried his best to keep his expression calm, but his ice-cold palm could not deceive the daughter who knew him best.

“Pearl of the Hall!!” someone roared suddenly.

“Grab it!!”

The Wizards and Contractors all looked up at a dark red pearl that had leaped into the air. There seemed to be the vague image of a giant palace in the pearl. More than ten Colossal Dragons all pounced at the pearl. They did not need the Wizards' encouragement and pounced at it greedily without being told to. That was an Advanced Treasure that even Level Eight powerhouses could use! This opportunity may not even come once in a hundred years. There was no way they could let it pass.

“Campas! Meradona, if you guys get that thing for me, I'll give you a piece of a Level Seven Holy Spirit!” roared one of the Red Dragons.

“All the treasures belong to me, Black Giantfang!!” The only Black Dragon roared violently. “For all those who help me, I'll give them each a drop of Black Dragon Heartblood!!”

The Red Dragon, Betty, and the Black Dragon, Black Giantfang– both of them were the strongest among the Contractors' Dragons. In an instant, with the two of them as the boundary, the dragons divided themselves into two opposing camps. Desperately, they rushed at the pearl.

When Garen witnessed this scene, he decided to just act stupid. Kevin was actually telling him to fight over a mere Pearl of the Hall, and he still remembered how the last time he had been sent crashing back, all beaten up and dusty. This time, he decided that he was not going to do Kevin any favors anymore. That was why he simply used the Shrinking Bone Technique to return to the size of a Dragon Whelp, and continued to play dumb.

Seeing Kevin's and Maria's expression of sorrowful despair, he felt his mood lighten considerably.

Garen glanced at the Pearl of the Hall floating in mid-air and recognized it nonchalantly.

“It's just a Level Red Pearl of the Hall, only these Level Five and Six minnows would be willing to fight so hard over it. If I wasn't bound by the terms of the summon…” Before he even finished those thoughts, Garen's eyes widened suddenly.

That Pearl of the Hall actually began to change its color slowly, starting from dark red and gradually becoming darker and darker, deeper and deeper in color. The hall within it gradually disappeared as well.

“This… Thi-this…! This isn't a Hall… It's a Pearl of the Temple!!!” Garen stared, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, as the pearl turned black. Only a Pearl of the Temple, created by a demigod, would change like that.

A wave of ecstasy instantly washed over him. Garen had never thought that he would encounter such a huge opportunity the very first time he responded to a Summon.

How could the value of a Pearl of the Temple be compared to a Pearl of the Hall? Even a thousand or ten thousand of the latter would not match up to the terror of a Pearl of the Temple!!

It was not only him, Blue Void and some of the knowledgeable old Wizards in mid-air had all recognized the Pearl of the Temple for what it was. Their expressions all expressed their wild joy.

“It's mine! I must get it!” Blue Void's expression changed, and the golden shortsword in his hand instantly shone with a dark golden light. He shot into the air, flying straight toward the pearl.

All of the Colossal Dragons pounced at it as well, and some old Wizards even brought out the scrolls that they had been saving for last, tearing them open harshly.

There was a huge gathering of thunderclouds and storms, the element of fire spun madly, and the Weave here fell apart in an instant. It finally gave way in the face of such concentrated and large-scale elemental forces.

“This is the too-powerful dragon you were talking about? Haha, Kevin, if your daughter comes to my tent tonight and begs me to help you, I might still consider putting in a good word for you with Master Blue Void…” Gergenfor was standing beside Kevin conceitedly, threatening him.

Barroom!!

There was a buzz, and the ground shook violently.

A piercing dragon's roar that made their eardrums tremble rose into the air from right under their noses, and clear circular sound ripples were brutally created on the surface of the ground.

Before he could even finish speaking, he saw Garen, who was a little White Dragon just a moment ago, suddenly dart forward. His body expanded, growing rapidly from its initial form as a Dragon Whelp, and instantly turning into an Adult Dragon the size of an elephant. And it did not stop there. His body actually continued to grow, and soon become a giant that was twice the size of a regular Colossal Dragon.

A pair of terrifying white wings covered the sky above the three of them.

“The Pearl of the Temple is mine! It's all mine!!!” Garen's wild and violent dragon's roar brought with it was both immensely intimidating and greedy. His Level Seven Draconic Aura burst forth, but even more terrifying was his speed despite his giant size, so fast that it was completely unimaginable for a regular Adult Dragon. The ground split apart, and the momentum sent Garen shooting up at the Pearl of the Temple in the air.

Along the way, he forcefully pushed past four or five Colossal Dragons that blocked his path.

Bam bam bam!!

Amidst the series of dull thuds as a result of the collisions, there was also the intense sound of bones breaking.

All of the Wizards and Colossal Dragons stared blankly as Garen's enormous body rushed up to the Pearl of the Temple, quick as lightning. His claw reached for the Pearl.

Compared to him, all the other dragons around him were practically like children. They were sent flying far away by just a light touch, as though they were toys.

All the humans and dragons who had witnessed Garen's transformation were completely speechless. This change was just far too shocking.

Garen did not only send regular dragons flying, he also knocked away Black Giantfang, the Black Dragon who was the strongest physically. Even he had his bones instantly broken, falling from the sky and crushing a wave of Skeleton Undead.

The Double-Headed Hell Black Dragon and the Undead Butcher were trying to catch up to Garen at first, but they hurriedly stopped when they saw that scene.

Blue Void's eyelid twitched madly as he watched Garen reach his claw toward the Pearl of the Temple. The enormous wind pressure had actually sent him flying, making him somersault in mid-air a few times. There was no need to describe just how furious he was.

“Level Nine!! This guy is definitely a Level Nine Colossal Dragon!!” he roared in agony. At a time like this, once anyone got the Pearl of the Temple, there was no way to force it out of them!

Swoosh!

The Pearl of the Temple was in his hands, and with one movement of Garen's enormous body, he had instantly kept it into his Space Earring.

“How lucky, hahaha!!” he laughed wildly. “I'm taking this Pearl now, no one got any objections, right?” He looked around him, only the Double-Headed Hell Black Dragon, Black Giantfang, and the Red Dragon were the strongest ones here. They were all Level Six, but faced with his intimidating aura, all three chose to lower their heads and hold their tongues.

“O Great White Dragon, in order to obtain this treasure, I spent a great deal of manpower and material resources, as well as my precious treasures, sacrificing valiant Warrio…” Before Blue Void could complete his sentence, Garen shut him up with a glare.

“You should be honored that I'm taking your things!” Garen's deep voice and unreasonable words echoed. “Are you saying I'm taking too much advantage of you?”

“No… No no no, that is not my intention at all…” Blue Void was terrified. The glare from the enormous Colossal Dragon was making his heart shudder like mad.

If the dragon were to fly off the handle here and kill them all, destroying their bodies and all the evidence, no one would even know that there had been a Pearl of the Temple here. They would definitely be in trouble then.

“As long as you get it!” Garen nodded, satisfied. He finally glanced at the last Undead Butcher and saw that thing actually had a certain degree of intelligence. It was currently creeping back into the darkness behind it carefully.

Are you kidding me? That was a Level Nine Colossal Dragon, even if it was one of the weaker White Dragons, it was still a Level Nine!

Wherever you went, a Level Nine would be a higher-up equivalent to an Elder, even in Snow City and the Grey Shadow Parliament, they would still be honored at the very top. It was this powerful, and a Dragon to boot! The only thing they could achieve by staying behind was suicide, nothing else.

“Trying to run, are we?!” Garen grinned.

Although this Undead Butcher did not have any special abilities, its Ice and Fire Reinforcement, as well as its powerful regeneration abilities, were already great assets, and it might work well as a subordinate. It just so happened that Garen also specialized in Necromancy spells. Even though no one knew it, he was already a Level Five Wizard.

With one flap of his wings, Garen pounced directly at the Undead Butcher.

This creature at the peak of Level Six, who had just fought against the Double-Headed Hell Black Dragon, was instantly spooked into turning tail and running away. But Garen pounced on it from behind like an eagle pouncing at a chick, and pressed it directly to the ground, standing on its back so that it could not move.

The so-called Ice and Fire Reinforcement was nothing more than a joke in the face of Garen's pure strength and speed. It was true, he could not really do anything against advanced space spells, but he could deal with creatures like these, who were vulnerable to brute force, quite easily.

“Let me go…!! I'll give you a huge treasure!!” roared the Undead Butcher loudly, struggling desperately. But the two dragon claws had it pinned tightly against the ground, and it could not move at all.

“Treasure?” Garen needed cash right now, so he was instantly tempted by that word.

“Hand over your Soul Core. I can choose to believe you.”

“No, you can't do that…!” yelled the Undead Butcher loudly. “I can give you the treasure in exchange for my freedom.”

“No way! I don't like having someone haggle with me.” Garen rejected it point-blank.

The Undead Butcher still tried to struggle, but Garen immediately crashed one claw into it lightly.

There was an enormous rumble, and the Young Dragons nearby who had rushed over immediately felt their eyelids twitch at the sight.

A deep and huge crater had formed on the impenetrable skin on the Undead Butcher's back, like metal sinking down in the center. Add that to the unbelievably loud cracking sound, and they all knew its bones had been broken…

It was fine for the Undead Butcher to take that hit, but if that blow had landed on the body of any dragon, including Black Giantfang who had just crawled back onto his feet, they could not guarantee that they would be able to survive the one swipe of that claw.

“White Dragon… Do you know who I am? Lowly White Dragon!!” Suddenly, a rough voice reached their ears.

The Double-Headed Hell Black Dragon flapped his wings, flying over to them.

“You, a mere White Dragon, dare rob me of the item I have set my sights on? Looks like the White Dragon Mountain has been peaceful for too long, so long that you have forgotten under whose wing you are protected!!” roared the Double-Headed Hell Black Dragon in considerable frustration and anger as he flew over to them.

Garen was discussing conditions with the Undead Butcher and had yet to come to a decision when they heard the whining from behind him.

“A Double-Headed Hell Black Dragon?” He remembered now, the White Mountain Dragon was unlike the other dragons', its base was in Hell, or the place the Wizards called Purgatory. It was all thanks to the Black Dragons that they could find their standing in Purgatory and obtain a large enough space to live.

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