Chapter 127 – Crying
The rolling dust raised a pale dragon that shot out like lightning. Its sleek body flowed like silver water, with a posture as magnificent as a carved beam and painted pillar. The snow-white scales reflected a faint flow of light, like a colorful rainbow. The long dragon mane swayed gently with the airflow, resembling a splendid and dazzling flower crown when viewed from the side, emitting a faint light.
She hovered in mid-air, clearly in the form of a dragon but exuding a sense of elegance and beauty. Her slender and pristine white neck resembled a heavenly maiden from mythology, and her streamlined body and blue dragon eyes were crystal clear.
Hmm, she really looks like a dragon.
For a moment, Jiang Bei was indeed surprised, but then he thought that compared to being able to move at supersonic speed and lift an island with his bare hands, a dragon was not that impressive.
Regardless, he decided to stick to the original plan. He would attack first and ask questions later. It would be much easier to communicate after he had physically subdued her.
The white dragon suddenly spread its wings, white feathers fluttering with colorful light. Its massive body accelerated and dove down, causing a storm with its wings, shattering the surrounding buildings into rubble.
The white giant shadow moved through the old palace, its body resembling a white hurricane. No matter how sturdy the structures were, they couldn't withstand such power. Walls and pillars of unknown age collapsed one after another. The milky white dragon breath carried a destructive white light, and its powerful impact contained the force of a collapsing mountain.
Boom!
The white whirlwind abruptly stopped.
Her blue eyes widened, and she struggled to focus her gaze on her own nose, momentarily cross-eyed.
She saw that human standing calmly in place, pressing hard on her nose with one hand, forcibly stopping her.
The ground cracked beneath Jiang Bei's feet, and his boots sank into the ground. Cracks appeared behind him, and his cape fluttered in the swirling wind.
But the white dragon stopped, like a train forced to brake. She exerted all her strength, struggling with all her might, but she couldn't budge that iron-like palm even a bit.
A look of great confusion flashed in the white dragon's small eyes.
How could this person be so strong?
Could it be that I'm a fake dragon?
Jiang Bei pressed his left palm against her forehead while raising his free right hand.
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Uppercut!
A deafening explosion echoed through the palace. The white dragon's lower jaw received a tremendously heavy blow, and her head, carrying immense inertia, pulled her entire long body into the sky.
The exquisite dome of the ancient palace was blasted through with one strike, and the long white dragon flew in the sky. Her head was almost knocked out, causing a brain concussion.
Outside the palace was another world. Above was an endless red sky, as if the bloody color chosen by the irrational gods who ruled this world. The hot light from the sky permeated with blood-red, gathering on the nearby mountains and emitting an ominous aura.
Jiang Bei didn't stop moving. He looked up at the sky, directly at the direction where the white dragon flew, his knees slightly bent, making a jumping motion.
In the next moment, he soared into the sky!
His feet shattered the ground, and a transparent air ring accompanied the radial cracks. The red and blue afterimages resembled a rocket ascending into the sky at a speed faster than sound.
The white dragon girl didn't hesitate. Her figure flipped and tumbled in the air, opening her mouth. A white transparent breath spewed out, burning and annihilating the air it passed through.
Jiang Bei could feel that it was some kind of shockwave attack, seemingly accompanied by a certain high temperature effect, although he wasn't entirely sure. But as an iron-headed guy, it didn't matter what kind of attack it was.
Seeing the afterimage rushing towards him, the white dragon's eyes widened even more.
Is this for real?
This extraordinary being actually charged at her with an attack that even she herself didn't have the confidence to withstand?
She was a dragon, after all!
Born invulnerable, possessing the strongest physique among all beasts. But why did it seem like this human was much tougher than her?
Jiang Bei extended his arm, and with his five fingers, he grabbed her head.
His hands held the white dragon's head from both sides, and then his body floated in mid-air, starting to spin in place.
The white dragon was held by him, powerless as they spun in place. She felt the speed getting faster and her head getting dizzier. Until her entire body was almost spun into a giant windmill.
It was as if her body gradually lost control and started moving on its own.
When the speed reached a certain point, she even felt her body starting to float.
She was about to fly into the sky.
No. Stop!
If this continued, she would definitely die!
Although she hoped this human would stop, deep down, she secretly hoped he wouldn't.
Because they were already going so fast, she couldn't even imagine what would happen if he suddenly let go while maintaining this speed.
And then he let go.
With a long and miserable scream, the white dragon flew out due to centrifugal force. As her body uncontrollably flew away, only dangerous words echoed in her mind.
Lost! It's really lost!
The countless high-speed spins had already made her dizzy and unable to control her balance. The white dragon streaked across the sky like a long meteor, descending in a graceful arc.A violent collision shook a crimson mountain range, causing the land to start collapsing and trembling. The silent earth in the strange space suddenly let out a sob, and dust instantly filled the air, shooting up into the blood-red sky. The wilderness was shattered in an instant.
Jiang Bei slowly flew towards the crash site, quickly scanning the surrounding environment.
This space was indeed quite large.
The sky was blood-red, and the palace was the core of this world. Outside the palace were mostly oddly shaped rocks and mountains. The low-lying mountain ranges were twisted and strange, seemingly telling the story of the weirdness of this place.
As he flew over a mountain range, he caught a glimpse of a unique plant that had reproduced into a strange form without any restraint. The red vegetation created a somewhat underworldly atmosphere, as if the entire mountain was dyed red with blood. The flower beds and vine frames built here were even more grotesque and monstrous, like a prophecy of the apocalypse.
He remembered that he seemed to have seen similar creations before.
It was on the island where the octopus-like monster lived. Although the architectural structure and environmental terrain were different, the style had some similarities.
It seemed that asking the natives directly might be more convenient.
Jiang Bei landed in the crash area, among a pile of deformed rubble.
The white dragon had disappeared.
What appeared between the dust and rubble was the girl from before. It seemed that she had transformed back into a human form, swaying slightly, her legs trembling slightly.
It seemed that the damage from the dragon form had a significant impact on her restored human form. At this point, she couldn't even close her legs, and even standing seemed a bit unstable.
But she stubbornly and determinedly stepped out. Jiang Bei couldn't help but admire her perseverance, and out of respect, he clenched his fist again.
Plop.
The girl's white legs bent outward, and she sat down on the ground.
"Wah~"
She actually started crying.
Jiang Bei blinked, somewhat dumbfounded.
What?
Did he make her cry?
(End of the chapter)