novelraw Chapter 215-1: Glazed Pure Fire, Chaotic Origin Dragon (1)
Chapter 215-1: Glazed Pure Fire, Chaotic Origin Dragon (1)
[You memorize the location marked in the letter and leave the tavern…]
[You pass through alleys and streets, heading in the direction of the city gate…]
[…]
[The night streets are empty. In the distance lies the edge of Fukoka Castle. The standing walls are not as tall and imposing as you imagined, at most about the height of a two-story building.]
[Below the city gate, several sword-wielding samurai are standing guard…]
At this moment, the samurai body Lin Xun was inhabiting was also a security officer within the city, a colleague of the stationed guards, so there was no need to switch to the ninja shell and sneak out furtively.
He simply greeted the gate guards and easily passed through the gate.
[You arrive in the wilderness outside the city and proceed along the marked route from the Anonymous Letter, quickly leaving Fukoka Castle behind and reaching the agreed-upon location.]
[Here stands a tall, sturdy cherry blossom tree, conspicuous under the bright moonlight.]
[Beneath the tree, a figure had been waiting for a long time. You step forward and see that the person is clad in black clothes, a mask covering their face. Judging by the attire, they do not appear to be a ninja.][Ninja garments are usually tight-fitting, with cuffs bound for ease of movement, but this person’s black clothing was loose, clearly not ninja wear.]
[Upon seeing you approach, the person draws a sword from their waist without a word and slashes straight at you!]
[A fierce gust rushes toward you, leaving you no time to dodge, and you can only raise your sword to block.]
[The blades clash with a crisp clang, and your tachi breaks cleanly in two.]
[The force of the sword’s momentum does not abate and slices toward you. You stagger backward with the impact, feeling a coldness across your chest and abdomen.]
[The sword edge grazes your skin, slicing your outer robe open, nearly eviscerating you…]
[The person withdraws the blade, and a hoarse voice emerges from beneath the mask. You, in this form, are likely no match for it. Best to reveal your true appearance and duel it properly.]
“True appearance?”
Lin Xun’s eyes narrowed. He guessed that this person must have discovered his multiple shells back in the arena and had therefore invited him out here to fight.
By ‘true appearance,’ they likely meant the little dragonkin shell.
But the word ‘true’ was somewhat ambiguous. After all, when he fought as the little dragonkin, he had used the Iridescent Sea Shell, and the artifact’s power of transformation had made the shell look no different from a normal person.
This person had seen through the fact he had multiple shells, but whether they knew the true form of the little dragonkin remained unclear.
Now that the Iridescent Sea Shell’s concealment had long faded, if he switched back to the Primordial Hermit shell, his draconic head and human body would be fully exposed.
“You think I have to do as you say and use the little dragonkin?”
This person clearly did not come with friendly intentions, and the samurai shell would be hard-pressed to win.
Standing here in the remote wilderness, with no one around, Lin Xun no longer had any need to pretend and simply laid his cards on the table.
[You possess the shell of the Corrupted Earth Giant!]
[A startled, doubtful voice came from beneath the person’s mask: “You, who taught you this transformation art? How can you have two human faces?”]
[You stride forward, hefting the Ancient Dragonfang Greatclub and launching a ferocious attack!]
[The greatclub swept up a powerful gale as it swung, smashing down with unstoppable force toward your foe.]
[The enemy sensed your terrifying strength and did not attempt to block the strike head-on but swiftly retreated…]
[The club struck the ground with a thunderous crash, raising a cloud of dust, and the blast of air tore the mask from the figure’s face.]
[You see their features covered in coarse black hair, a short muzzle protruding slightly from the face, and two furry long pointed ears sprouting from the top of the head, not at all human, but resembling a dog’s face.]
[You have discovered the Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog!]
[Seeing the terrifying power of your attack, it let out a strange howl and immediately turned tail to flee, moving with lightning speed…]
[In the blink of an eye, the Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog had already pulled away, about to vanish into the boundless night…]
“Think you can run away just because you can’t win? You think you can get away?”
Lin Xun sneered coldly and switched shells.
[You possess the shell of the Knowledge-Seeking President of the Direct Vision Association!]
[You watched the figure running further and further away, then abruptly opened a single pink eye…]
[Special skill: Pleasure-Hazed Sight activated!]
[At once, the figure went rigid. The momentum of the desperate sprint caused it to crash face-first into the ground. The Night Escort Dog’s body convulsed where it fell, unable to rise for a long while.]
[You slowly walked over and raised one hand. The Stored Spell Treasure Ring gleamed, releasing pure white sigils that condensed into a gigantic spear. Its point hovered over the Night Escort Dog’s chest.]
[The moment it made any move, the Knowledge Spear would pierce its heart!]
[You stared at the Night Escort Dog’s face, full of terror, and threatened it to reveal the reason and circumstances for summoning you here.]
[The Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog declared that unless you revealed your true body, even if you killed it, it would never utter a word…]
[The pure white spear prodded forward a few inches. Blood seeped out, and the pain made the Night Escort Dog yelp frantically.]
[Even with the spear about to skewer its heart, the dog-faced humanoid simply kept howling in agony, never divulging the truth.]
[It repeated once more: unless you canceled the transformation art and revealed your true body, you would not get a single piece of information from it.]
“Little doggy’s got some backbone.”
Lin Xun thought to himself that if he tried to kill the creature and then acquire its memories by possessing it, he would be gambling on luck, there was no guarantee he’d learn what he wanted.
This monster called the Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog did not have the ‘Fire-Worshipping’ prefix. It was a prefix he had never seen before.
Clearly, this creature was not part of the Oath faction of the Ancient Heavenly Enma but a believer of a new faction…
[You possess the shell of the Knowledge-Seeking Primordial Hermit!]
[The ferocious form of a draconic head and human body looked especially terrifying under the desolate moonlight. If any passerby were to see you like this, they would likely faint from fright.]
[The Origin-Tracing Night Escort Dog lifted its nose and sniffed carefully, studying your appearance. Not only did it show no fear, but it became so excited that it barked repeatedly.]
[It hastily fell to its knees, knocking its head to the ground over and over, exclaiming in agitation that you truly were a descendant of the Old God. As it had suspected, it had not been mistaken…]