The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 1025 - 1022 Favor of Destiny

Chapter 1025: Chapter 1022: Favor of Destiny

Chapter 1025: Chapter 1022: Favor of Destiny

In the end, they couldn’t prise open the mouth of Louis Shadow, the King of Shadows, who, tortured and battered, never revealed any information about the Kushan Imperial or the Shadow Incarnation.

This was the strongest-willed person Liszt had ever seen, so he could only let the prison staff torture Louis Shadow half to death before trying to invite Lerald·Truth to see if he could search the other’s memories through soul magic.

Unfortunately, no such magic existed, even for an Archmage who had lived for many years.

In the end, Louis Shadow’s soul collapsed, and his physical body disintegrated, returning to the fundamental material elements between heaven and earth; simultaneously, the Smoke Mission was finally completed.

“Mission completed, reward: Cloaked Bear-wearer Cultivator’s Manual.”

To be honest, this mission deeply puzzled Liszt. According to the mission’s reward, he should have received the Cloaked Bear-wearer Cultivator’s Manual a month ago when Pilaf and his son confessed. Even if the mission had not been completed, it should have changed, but it was forcedly delayed until now.

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Only after dealing with Pilaf and his son, Archmage Lerald·Truth, and the King of Shadows, Louis Shadow, was the mission reward finally issued.

“Why is it like this? Could it be that there was some change in the Smoke Mission, or perhaps the Power of Destiny, due to excessive consumption, experienced some deviation?”

This question did not puzzle him for long because the new mission content had vaguely explained what had happened to the Smoke Mission.

“Mission: Two hundred and second choice of destiny, guiding and predicting time and again, you have grown from a small landlord to a monarch of a nation, and as the Flame Kingdom is about to be established, perhaps it is time to ponder some deeper issues, please touch the Bastion. Reward: Favor of Destiny.”

“Favor of Destiny, it seems like the Smoke Mission is undergoing changes.”

Liszt frowned and mused, “Is this change good or bad? Judging by the content of the reward, it should be a good change… So what was I before, and what is my relationship with destiny… Or was the Power of Destiny I received before just a trial version, and now they are giving me the official version?”

Clearly, the Favor of Destiny was not just a title; it was like having a higher level of control over the Power of Destiny. According to his understanding, it was due to his years of making decisions and changing destiny that the Power of Destiny had grown stronger and gradually formed the Favor of Destiny.

If one were to say that after the death of the Smoke Dragon, its residual power lingered in him.

Then this power had now taken root and was even ready to start nurturing a new Smoke Dragon.

“Is it really so?” For now, Liszt could not be certain; he could only wait for the mission to be completed and experience the Favor of Destiny afterward, “So what I need to do now is keep training hard and then touch the Bastion… The Bastion is the realm beyond Dragon Knights as Ach mentioned.”

Beyond Dragon Knights is to break the Bastion, to become a Bastion Knight.

Currently, the only existing clue about breaking the Bastion involves the slumbering Dragon of the Magic Web; speaking of which, Liszt had already seen it twice.

The first time was during an experiment to rip apart a natural node, allowing the Formless Dragon Bard a brief entry into adulthood strength, thereby glimpsing the terrifying figure of the Dragon of the Magic Web.

The second time was when the Time Scepter triggered the ability to reflect time, allowing him to see a potential future vision featuring a pair of terrifying eyes—somehow, he was certain those were the eyes of the Dragon of the Magic Web, probably because in his knowledge, only the Dragon of the Magic Web could have such eyes.

“The Bastion is just a concept for now, even Ach hasn’t figured it out yet; how am I to touch the Bastion? Could it be that I need Ach’s help again to allow the Formless Dragon Bard to enter its adult strength and then secretly spy on the Dragon of the Magic Web to discover information about the Bastion?”

Indeed, the Dragon of the Magic Web provided excellent observational material.

However, with the formidable power of the Dragon of the Magic Web, transcending material, material boundaries, and worlds beyond material, what terrible things might happen if Liszt’s spying alarmed it?

“With the strength of the Dragon of the Magic Web, it shouldn’t be hard to crush me, right?” Liszt rarely felt vulnerable.

Recently, he had become so arrogant that he looked down on even the empire, but he still harbored a deep fear of the Dragon of the Magic Web. It was this fear that kept his mentality from becoming recklessly inflated. He knew all too well that even as a Holy Dragon Knight, he was not invincible, and there were still many beings that could harm him.

Not to mention the Dragon of the Magic Web, there was also the Cursed Dragon, whose incredible contaminating power was clearly beyond his resistance.

Ranked among the Evil Dragons alongside the Cursed Dragon were the Silent Dragon and the Shadow Dragon—unknown entities of formidable strength, definitely not weaker than the Sacred Dragon.

Even if these dragons wouldn’t trouble him without reason, he couldn’t afford to be too complacent. Although the assassinations by the Kushan Empire had been thwarted, the elusive assassination methods of the King of Shadows still significantly heightened his vigilance—in this magical world, even Dragon Knights were not safe.

“Better keep a low profile for now,, focus on developing the Flame Kingdom, and ride a few more dragons… I wonder if I can ride the Light Dragon from Red Maple Mountain of the Maple Leaf Duchy. I have a feeling that once I develop Light Attribute Magic Power, it could effectively counter assassins like a Shadow Incarnation.”

What left a deep impression on him was how Lerald·Truth, using the Light of Confinement Magic Staff, displayed a space-locking skill, a sophisticated utilization of Light Attribute Magic Power which could penetrate all spaces and discern all truths and illusions.

If he had a Light Dragon by his side.

The King of Shadows would stand no chance of getting close.

“I now have two Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruits. Once the research on the Jade Dragon’s hind leg is thorough, I should be able to continue cultivating Mind Fruit trees, providing a continuous supply of Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruits… I can use one on the Light Dragon.”

In fact, he also had information on several Elemental Dragons, their general activity areas already known, but they didn’t have much value for development at the moment. For instance, the Wind Dragon, Ice Dragon, Earth Dragon—their development wasn’t very significant, and even the Little Water Dragon inside his body wasn’t of much value.

These kinds of Elemental Dragons belonged to the Evil Dragon sequence, they were not productive and consumed vast resources, so Liszt couldn’t afford to keep too many.

Developing the Light Dragon was also for the sake of protecting himself.

…

It seemed that as soon as Liszt thought about the Little Water Dragon staying inside him without coming out, on the first day of August, unexpectedly, he felt the Little Water Dragon calling him from within.

“Yo-ho!”

It had had enough of staying inside Liszt’s kidneys and now wanted to really come out and experience the outside world.

In an open area, Liszt waited for the Little Water Dragon to emerge. Moments later, the Light Attribute Dragon’s Super Magic erupted from his body, transforming into a wave suspended in mid-air. The wave quickly exploded into a torrential downpour, and as the raindrops hit the ground,

A light blue small dragon was flapping its wings, looking at Liszt.

It was ten meters long with a ten-meter wingspan, slender in form with beautiful scales, everything about it radiated beauty, including an exceptionally pretty head.

Yet the evil tint in its eyes could match that of Leo.

“Yo-ho!” It looked at Liszt once, flapped its wings, and charged into the high sky, plunging down rapidly just as Liszt was about to lose sight of it.

It frolicked back and forth, thoroughly enjoying itself.

Until it grew tired, then it landed in front of Liszt again, opened its mouth wide, and cried “Yo-ho,” “Yo-ho,” asking Liszt for food.