Academic gathering with a lich-Chapter 647 - 600: Dragon King Priest

"I am a human who was abandoned and exiled."

[Yes, I am full of malice towards humans and extremely tender to my own towering kin.]

"I died in the wilderness, in a land of bones, and that land gave me a new birth, along with an undying and indestructible body."

[Indeed, no one would have thought I could reshape my remaining ashes into human bones.]

"I joined Andrey, and the knowledge of the Liches gave me a reason to exist."

[There was also Raymond, my enemy, as well as my hope.]

"I took a liking to Spirit Summoning Studies and studied diligently, in order to revive the beauty of things gone past."

[And my magnificent body and my executed kin.]

"Lyle is my most favored student, he has a talent and a humanity that some things of death lack."

[And the Power of the Evil God that can bring me back to life, hmm~ a familiar scent.]

"I loathe Raymond, for he slaughtered the dragons, such beautiful creations."

[I truly do detest him.] 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"I very much want to join the Dragon Priests, to get closer to the dragons."

[Those rebellious children gathered here; they have the power to reshape a new king.]

"I devoured the soul of the Firstborn of the Dragon, my absorption rate was unparalleled."

[Of course, how could a child defy his father? I was merely taking back what I lost.]

"I will surpass the father of dragons, Yemotar, this is the promise I made with Lyle, to shame the arrogant ones."

[Haha... Hahaha, I enjoy this trick, yes, I will match Yemotar’s strength exactly.]

"I am the new Dragon King, the father of dragons rising anew under the oppression of the Holy Light."

[I am the dead King of Old, the murderous and rebellious firstborn, who returned from the underworld to fulfill the curse of the Cataclysmic Father of Dragons.]

"The God of Ancient Days returned, the Father of Thousands of Dragons, Yemotar!!!"

The roaring Dragon King charged at the Angel, its shattered wings burning like fire clouds, tinting the sky with dusk.

The Angel of Light held up the Holy Spear, its tip ablaze with Holy Flame like a new sun; the majesty of God enveloped the earth. Raymond’s voice was resolute and determined.

"So what if you have! Even if you clawed your way back to life with tricks and deception! If I could kill you once, I can kill you again!!! Take your sins!!! And die!!!" The Holy Spear, like a stream of light, struck at the body of the Dragon Father. The destructive dragon breath collided with the Holy Spear, and the scattering aftermath was like the end of the world.

"Teacher... Mr. Raymond..." Lyle knelt on the ground, blankly watching all he had caused.

The power of the Ten Locks, incarnate, they were the controllers of an era, the embodiment of a certain will, their every gesture capable of destroying heaven and earth. With Raymond’s death, the era of Holy Light was on the brink of collapse, and the Dragon Father, reborn from ruin, with new chaos, sought to reshape a new era.

But no matter how the era of the Dragon gestates, it is still the era of Holy Light.

The luminescent rain from the weapons of light pierced the Dragon Father like a sieve, its tenacious life force causing the dragon to bellow in pain.

"The winner is decided." The Angel pronounced the final sentence, and the thrown Holy Spear thunderously descended.

With a body riddled and blood raining down, the Dragon Father, with a sinister smile, dragged his broken form towards the Holy Light.

"Come then, Raymond, the me now is not just ’Yemotar’."

[Undying and Indestructible]

Turned to dust by the Spear of the End, a complete dragon reformed itself from the dust. The Power of the Evil God that Lyle shared, and the accumulative knowledge of a master of Spirit Summoning Studies enabled the body to recover faster than the Holy Light could fall.

"The Power of the Evil God, oh, such a nostalgic force." The dragon flapped its wings, feeling the malice coursing through its body, it underwent a change once again. The former God of Ancient Days, the Devourer, to defeat Triton, had shaped himself into the archenemy of the Evil God, a dragon. It was the Devourer’s gift, that allowed life to continually proliferate and diverge, the Taboo Mutation.

And now...

"Taboo Mutation, Imprint: Holy Light."

The enormous Black Dragon changed color, it became like the Angel’s armor, platinum, with scales shimmering like radiant gems. The Holy Light’s attacks struck upon the scales, partially deflecting the energy, causing the attacks to be repelled outright.

"Holy Light, no longer make me withdraw!"

Not only that, but those light spots remaining on the scales gathered under the control of this body at the reverse scales, and from the mouth of the father of dragons, spouted a divine punishment of draconic breath. Astoundingly, the massive dragon used the Power of Holy Light just like a Paladin would.

"Under your Holy Light, I shall yield, Raymond!!!"

The massive dragon and the Angel of Light began to brawl, and to Raymond’s surprise, he found that in close-quarters combat, he was actually at a disadvantage. This cumbersome-bodied dragon displayed a level of martial prowess superior to his own.

"A gap!!!"

The huge dragon’s claw clenched into a fist, and with its body twisting in the air, the father of dragons slammed the Angel of Light from the sky into the ground.

Raymond was half-buried in the ground, and as he tried to rise, that large shadow had already covered the light, with a blood-spraying, gaping mouth coming at him.

"This time, it’s your turn to die! Raymond!!!"

"No!!!" Lyle couldn’t help but cry out as he watched this unfold. Helpless to stop it, the Dragon Priest had exhausted his strength in the ritual, was now under the oppression of the dragon’s majesty, and even though he had already died once, the Power of the Evil God had become the father of dragons’ toy.

The mouth full of sharp teeth, gleaming coldly, was certainly capable of easily tearing through the blessings of Holy Light, crushing the helmet, and devouring Raymond.

"Bishop Raymond!" "Your Excellency Raymond!"

The dragon’s sharp fangs closed mere ten centimeters from Raymond’s face. The scalding breath sprayed across Raymond’s face, and the heat diffused into the air.

"I am Yemotar... But not just Yemotar." The proud dragon lifted its head, a malevolent smile spreading across its face, "For Lyle’s sake, I’ll spare you this time. So, Raymond, we’re even now."

The arrogant dragon retracted its pressure, swayed its body, and turned to leave.

"I have signed an ancient covenant with Lyle, one that transcends any other consort agreement. We will consider each other’s feelings, respect each other’s actions and stances when there is no need. Right now, rather than killing you, I prefer to proliferate my race. As for your thoughts, I don’t care, Raymond, if you want your revenge, then just try. After all..."

"Raymond, you are weaker now, you can’t kill me."

The father of dragons left with a loud laugh, returning to the side of the Dragon Priest, affectionately touching heads with the Twilight Dragon, and sitting in front of Lyle.

"A dragon... teacher? Or is it Yemotar?"

"You did it, my student." The draconic claw stroked its chest, and a rune inscribed upon the heart was glowing within the dragon, and correspondingly, on Lyle’s chest, there was a similar rune. This was a practice between Lyle and the dragon, the ancient covenant signed with the Evil God imposed incredibly strong restrictions on both of them. Simply put, this covenant turned the powerful dragon race behind the father of dragons and Lyle’s human race into secret allies. Humans, due to their frail bodies, wouldn’t be interfered with by the covenant, but the powerful dragons, if they sought to harm humans, would be restrained by the bloodline of the father of dragons.

The high-pitched dragon’s roar was emitted by the dragon, which to Lyle’s ears sounded loud but comprehensible in its true dragon tongue.

"I will stand behind you, becoming the support to your strength, just as we once promised."

"Teacher..."

"However, this also makes you the foremost Dragon Priest of the father of dragons..."

"Eh?" Does that mean I’m the head of all Dragon Priests now?!

The dragon tapped the ground beside Lyle with its finger, causing a small tremor that interrupted his wild fantasies.

"Honorary Dragon Priest, just like the Holy Light, the power of the Dragon Priest has not manifested in you at all. I would rather consider this as a kind of protective blessing, my student, as a reward for resurrecting me. You have passed your Spirit Summoning Studies final exam, but your future is still long."

Elsewhere.

Minor wounds auto-healed in the Holy Light, and Raymond, watching Lyle and the dragon getting along cheerfully, still made no move. He reopened the portal and prepared to leave with Loveday and Aryan.

"Bishop Raymond," Loveday knelt on one knee, expressing his loyalty, "regardless of whether you are strong or not, I will definitely follow you, my faith has never wavered."

Mr. Raymond showed no signs of defeat, smiling faintly.

"Stressing it like that only seems to suggest your will has faltered. I am fine. Moreover, the dragon was right; in that aspect, it was indeed stronger than me regarding the control of fully unleashed power."

Aryan cast two calming blessings on Loveday.

"Is that so? I remember just now Your Excellency Raymond’s control of power seemed more refined than the dragon’s."

"Remember why we came here, Aryan. This was a test to verify what was just, and the result proved that Lyle’s righteousness earned him the dragon’s favor. He is correct. That is enough."

Raymond’s figure disappeared into the light at last.

"I came here to eradicate a world-ending monster, not to create one."

"There are none of my brethren here to stop me."