Chapter 82

The battle began.

At an altitude of 8,000 meters above the capital, a height only dragons could reach, the three-headed dragon beasts formed a triangular formation, and the confrontation between the dragon riders officially commenced.

This was a legendary battle that would be recorded in the annals of Alagaria, but in Chuci's eyes, it was nothing more than a despicable two-on-one, with two young and strong dragon knights surrounding an old man and his equally aged dragon.

Chuci showed the utmost respect for this man, using all his alchemy, dragon blood magic, and ancient magic, coordinating closely with Eragon, who attacked from both near and far, almost seamlessly.

However, as if in a final burst of energy, the man seemed to ignore all attacks. When Eragon used his full strength to slash with the Dragon Slayer, the man simply raised his hand and deflected the attack, sending Eragon flying back. Chuci unleashed his most powerful attack magic, but Surikan merely lifted his wings slightly and easily deflected it.

The two men and their dragons were immediately suppressed by the man. Gabotharis, with his lingering affection, wanted to carefully examine his son, whom he had never seen without a mask. Otherwise, he would have given up the fight and become a new legend. Even so, Gabotharis was clearly holding back; otherwise, he could have defeated the two in one move, tied them up, and examined them closely.

The battle of the three dragons lasted a whole day. In the end, Chuci and Eragon were pale, their strength and energy almost depleted, while Gabotharis was in even worse condition. He had been barely holding on, and now, seeing Eragon, his last bit of strength was spent. Dark spots began to spread across his face, and Gabotharis murmured softly, as if to himself or to his dragon. The fierce wind at such a height made it impossible for Eragon to hear, but Chuci, squinting, could read his lips.

"Old friend, he looks a lot like Sharon."

Is it over? Chuci sighed inwardly, patting the crystal scales on Vilar's back.

When Chuci plunged his sword into Gabotharis' chest, the man raised his giant fist, capable of smashing giants, and gently placed it on Chuci's shoulder, his voice low and faint.

"It's all over."

The ultimate black dragon's mournful cry echoed throughout the capital, as if spreading across Alagaria. Gabotharis' fall marked the end of an era.

Surikan's dragon blood rained down on Chuci like a torrent, much like the hero Siegfried in the Nibelungenlied. However, Chuci was different from Siegfried. To live up to Gabotharis' expectations, Chuci used alchemy to hold the dragon blood firmly, enveloping himself and Vilar. The powerful ultimate black dragon's blood, highly corrosive, burned Chuci's skin, causing intense pain that almost made him lose consciousness. If he had, it would have wasted Gabotharis' good intentions.

This was pure, unadulterated dragon power and the purest dragon blood. Only Chuci and Vilar could partake in this grand feast.

As the effects of the dragon blood gradually weakened, it indicated that the energy in the blood was being absorbed. Chuci's intense pain began to subside, replaced by a burning sensation on his back.

1kh, representing matter, kingdom, and humanity, also symbolizing the four elements, is both a material existence and a kingdom on earth, the final manifestation of the Khr's light of creation. The gemstone is crystal, and the planet is symbolized by Earth.

The ten original essences of life, one of the ten feathers of the Lord, 1kh.

Connection established.

"Chuci, the Wheel, score: 1, evaluation: SSS, rewarded with 1 point."

The same perfect score, but because he defeated the so-called ultimate boss, he received an SSS evaluation. This made Chuci somewhat impatient with the ramblings of the Lord, but deep down, he understood that it wasn't out of regret or powerlessness, but envy. The man's will was as firm as a rock, and he held on until the end.

Indeed, he envied from the bottom of his heart.

Such a righteous path.

This time, the Wheel world was a bountiful harvest. Apart from completing a bunch of side quests that Chuci had silenced, the magic books obtained from Dessa, Gabotharis' Heart of the King, and Surikan's dragon blood, which activated one of the ten feathers, were invaluable.

Of course, there was also her.

"Vilar, what do you think of this Lord's space?" Chuci looked up and asked the crystal dragon Vilar, who had chosen to follow him.

"It's amazing," Vilar's voice echoed in Chuci's mind. "I have never seen such a great place. Every inch of this world is filled with wondrous power, capable of creation and destruction."

Vilar's expression seemed a bit dazed. This world was completely different from hers. If the dragons were the most powerful beings in her world, then here, she was just an ant.

"Don't worry, I'm here with you." Chuci comforted Vilar. Being in a completely unfamiliar world would make anyone feel uneasy. He himself had been forced to become ruthless and self-interested due to the imminent danger. Now, although they were still weak, they had the ability to resist.

Bringing Vilar to the Lord's space was a decision Chuci made after careful consideration. Even Aya was left in the Dragon Rider world, even though he would never return.

After all, Vilar's potential was unfathomable. Following him and bathing in the ultimate black dragon's blood, and during the ascension of the inverted tree to the truth body, Vilar also benefited, successfully advancing to the next stage. Although her body did not grow larger, she had mastered the realm of matter and could use the transformation magic that only natural dragons could release. With the various exchanges in the Lord's space, there were surely treasures to further Vilar's evolution.

"Try the transformation. If you succeed, I'll take you on a trip." Chuci looked at Vilar with an encouraging gaze.

"DRD, natural DKSZN transformation, 1DZ human form." Vilar's deep, unfamiliar voice chanted a spell that did not belong to the crystal dragon lineage. Accompanied by a milky white light, her body began to shrink. With a graceful turn, a waterfall of snow-white silver hair cascaded down, her shoulders round and white, her full breasts almost visible from the side, and her natural, smooth feet touched the floor of the Lord's platform, as if competing for whiteness.

"Vilar, meet the Lord." The voice of this charming female dragon was even colder than that of a spellcaster, like a fairy from the Moon Palace. Her slightly tilted face was exquisitely beautiful, combining Eastern delicacy and Western features, her beauty unparalleled. To be precise, this was the most beautiful woman Chuci had ever seen.

And she was naked—this sentence needs to be repeated three times.

"Cough, cough, cover yourself for now. I'll get you some clothes from the Lord." Chuci touched his hot nose, hurriedly throwing a cloak to Vilar, completely forgetting that he could use alchemy to create clothing.

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