Mystical Journey-Chapter 1295 - Comrade 1

The group of White Dragons flew quickly past the sky on the right side of the battleground.

Gedd and the greedy White Dragon’s eyes casually landed on a Priest wearing a silver helmet who was fighting below them. The glow and aura of the Soul Gem came from him.

“White Dragons?!” There was a gasp from below and the fighting slowed on both sides. There were five Dragons in total, and every one of them was a Level Five Young Dragon. If even one of them descended here, it would be able to decimate everyone present.

After all, Level Five among the dragons and Level Five for regular occupations were not the same. To the humans, Level Five meant that they could use skills with Level Five power, whereas to the dragons, Level Five meant that they could be immune to Level Five Spells and other attacks of the same magnitude. That was the most terrifying part.

In other words, if any one of these Young Dragons landed among them, it could just stand there and nobody there would be able to harm it.

Everyone held their breaths, terrified that one of the White Dragons up there would decide that it was in a bad mood and so swoop down to eat every single one of them.

“The Evil Dragon Clan!” said the leader of the Priests, the one who wore that silver helmet, in a deep voice as he looked up at the sky. Hidden underneath the gem, his eyes shone with a deep-set hatred.

“Orelei!” warned an old Priest next to him sternly.

Silver Helmet harrumphed coldly, and said no more.

“The quest is more important,” said the old Priest.

“If we weren’t here to exterminate these heretics…” said another Priest in a low and contemptuous voice. However, he was immediately hushed.

Soon enough, the group of White Dragons flew past them.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

The Priests turned their gaze back to the group they had surrounded.

“Kill!” Silver Helmet roared in his deep voice.

The people who were surrounded instantly wore expressions of despair, tightening their grip on their weapons and preparing for battle.

All of a sudden, Silver Helmet abruptly noticed that a gigantic shadow was flashing over the top of his head.

He raised his head hurriedly and saw a White Dragon with the body of a horse pounce down on him mercilessly.

“Protect the lord!!”

Two Warriors beside him drew their swords and dashed forward, standing in front of him.

Two Priests began to sing hymns in praise of their god, their hands lighting up with damage-inflicting white rays.

“Gedd!!”

At the same time, yet another dragon pounced down from the side.

The two White Dragons surrounded the most important member of the Priests’ party.

Psst psst psst! Many weak debuffing spells landed on their bodies, but they were completely ineffective. The dragons were fully immune to any spells lower than Level Five.

Bam!

Gedd smashed his head into Silver Helmet, and there was an explosion of bright light between the two of them, white light! The white light exploded between him and Silver Helmet like a sphere of light.

“Dammit!!” Gedd yelled loudly. He seemed to have been injured by something, and was crying out in pain.

The sudden attack and change in the situation had messed up the Priests’ and Warriors’ plan to surround and attack the group. Everyone was trying desperately to retreat, attempting to stop the White Dragons’ attacks.

The Evil Dragons and most of the human Priests had always stood on two ends of a divide, so attacks like these were not rare. The unexpected part, however, was that Priests were usually the ones to initiate a battle. This time, there were actually White Dragons who dared to initiate an attack on the Priests of god, so this was a challenge against the dignity of their god.

The two White Dragons stood among the Priests and Warriors, knocking away a few Warriors easily with a swipe of their claw or a shake of their head. Low-level spells were ineffective against them, but the Priests switched to using holy spells to buff up their Warriors. Rays of green and red light lit up on the Warrior’s bodies. They instantly rose the Warriors’ abilities by one level, and the strongest one even reached Level Four.

“Give us the Soul Gem! And we’ll go immediately!” After Gedd knocked away Silver Helmet, he stood on the spot and roared loudly.

“Two Evil Dragons! How dare you attack…!” Before the voice could complete the sentence, there was a tremor, and the whole earth seemed to sink abruptly.

Bam! An even larger and stronger White Dragon descended upon them from the sky, landing behind Gedd and the other dragon. This one had even cleaner, brighter scales, and its body was more evenly and gracefully proportioned. It was Garen, who had already noticed that something was fishy about the two dragons.

He had noticed it, and the captain Gamu even more so. The captain just happened to silently permit it, because the Priests from the Church of Fehra had killed White Dragons more than once or twice, so it was normal to get revenge once.

On the other hand, Garen had followed the two White Dragons who had slipped away during break time in order to earn some side income.

He had heard every word of their conversation just now using his peak-level physical abilities, and so he knew about the Soul Gem. As long as it had anything to do with the soul, he would be extremely interested in it.

“You two! What are you planning to do, sneaking back here?” Garen’s movements made both White Dragons jolt, but when they realized it was him, both of them heaved a sigh of relief. Anything was fine as long as it was not the captain.

“Don’t tell Captain, and we’ll give you a share!” said Gedd hurriedly.

Garen grinned.

“Sure!”

The Priests and the people they were surrounding gathered together. When they were being chased by dragons on plains like these, trying to escape was futile. Their only sliver of hope was to put up a fight.

“We’re from the Holy Tribunal! We’re currently representing the Church on a heretic extermination mission, are you sure the White Dragon Clan wants to get involved in this?” Just as the Priests were beginning to despair, an old Priest stepped up and said loudly.

“Heretic? I don’t care about any heretics, just hand over anything valuable! Or else you don’t even have to think about leaving here!” Relieved, Gedd and the other White Dragon looked at these Priests with a cold smile, as well as the other group who was being surrounded.

“You dare get in the way of Fehra’s all-encompassing light!?” Silver Helmet crawled up from the ground, blood seeping out through his priest’s robes at the chest.

“Sadly, the only got we believe in is Tiamat.” Gedd flew and pounced at the two guardians again, knocking them away harshly and then pressing the leader underneath his claw. He then began to search his body.

On the other side, Garen was slightly confused as he noticed something about the group of people who were being surrounded.

He sensed that within this group, there seemed to be something with a Soul Aura rather similar to his.

His gaze terrified these Warriors who were only at Level Two, and all they could think of was what if this Evil Dragon just accidentally ate them up. It was not unheard of for White Dragons to eat humans.

While the other two were in the midst of looting, Garen paid attention to their side while he walked over to question the other group.

“You guys are the heretics pursued by the Church?”

In his eyes, these people were just a random assortment of normal Warriors, and they did not even have the basic combat training to stand in a defensive formation. They were clearly just a group of ragtag soldiers.

“No! We’re not heretics!”

“We don’t really know what’s happening here either, Lord White Dragon. The Church suddenly rushed into our houses and just started killing us without even giving us a chance to explain.”

“They stole our possessions and defiled our wives and daughters! The great Fehra would never condone their violent existence!”

But Garen did not care about what they were saying about all, his gaze was trained on one of the members among them.

“Gerbera here, pleased to meet you, Your Majesty.” A voice resounded directly in his head.

“You are…?” Garen immediately recognized that he was using a method unique to Void Creatures to communicate information through the Dream Space. But this was extremely difficult to accomplish in real life.

Garen glanced at the White Dragons who were looting the other side, and waved his claw.

“Tell me, why are you guys suddenly heretics now? Wasn’t the Central Empire perfectly fine before?” The information he received when he started patrolling was that the Central Empire was still as peaceful and calm as before, and there were no signs of any heretic extermination operations at all.

“No, the Empire’s Meteor City has been attacked by an unknown entity! The Church is furious, so they’ve started searching for heretics. We were just caught in the crossfire.”

The member who had been possessed by a Void Creature stepped out and said loudly.

“Meteor City?” Garen was slightly stunned. Meteor City was the home base of the God of Light and Fire, Fehra, and now someone actually dared to attack that place?

“Do you know who or what it is?”

He transmitted a question through the Void Creatures’ special method.

“Sir, it’s a Thousand-Armed Giant. Other than the Void Demon Masters already known to our alliance, the Mother Stream is simply too big, and it has spawned innumerable powerful existences too. This attack was not factored into our plan at all, it was probably a stray Demon Master who participated in the probe.”

“How could it be? Isn’t there a fixed number of True Souls and Demon Masters?” Garen frowned.

“No, we don’t really know just how many powerful beings there are in the Mother Stream either, we just know that there are extremely many, more than you could imagine. Our alliance only represents one part of this power,” the being called Gerbera replied quietly.

“The Mother Stream is like an ocean, and the power that we know of is just a tiny bay. We just happen to be more united, there are many other stronger creatures who are simply unable to work together. They don’t give a damn about the alliance, and instead they have all sorts of mysterious and strange abilities. We don’t know just how many they have either.

“A Thousand-Armed Giant…” Garen had heard of this type of creature. In this Ancient Endor legends, this creature came from a race called the Hundred-Armed Giants and was the strongest among them. It was a terrifying creature capable of destroying entire civilizations.

“What happened in the end?” he continued asking.

“The Thousand-Armed Giant was ripped to shreds, and the God of Light and Fire’s Incarnation was projected into the mortal realm as well. The Projection was killed, but the Incarnation was doing okay, and was only slightly injured in the end. I believe the attacking Demon Master knows just how strong Fehra is now.” Gerbera said somewhat regrettably, “What a waste, they abandoned such a powerful Thousand-Armed Giant just like that, just to probe their powers. That’s a powerful existence that can rival an upper-level Demon Lord!”

“The Projection only has a few one-thousandths of Fehra’s strength, but the Incarnation would have at least one per cent. As a Major God, one percent of Fehra’s power could already kill off an upper-level Demon Lord and only sustain some light injuries…”

Garen was inwardly impressed.

“Then how did they break through the Barrier and maintain their original powers without having to reincarnate?”

“We’re not really sure about that… But I heard that on the other end of the Mother Stream, there’s an even larger Chaotic Territory. The Void Races there have something called a Distortion Door. It can distort everything and penetrate Barriers. They are parasites, so as long as the host allows them to stay, they can travel through worlds uninhibited while also maintaining their original powers. It’s just we haven’t seen it before.”

Gerbera explained softly.

Garen asked a few more questions. Gerbera answered them all, one by one, so Garen decided to just have him stay back, releasing everyone else.

On the other side, the Priests had also been completely wiped out by the two White Dragons. These White Dragons did not care about Fehra’s Church at all, and killed them just like they said they would. They had obtained five whole Soul Gems and an assortment of enchanted equipment, as well as two high-quality Holy Spell Scrolls. Everything was Level Five.

“I want all the gems!” Garen walked over and glanced at the Soul Gems, his heart giving a heavy jolt. These things were just like the Soul Crystals from the previous world, he could condense them into a Soul Seed once he got enough of them!

“No! The gems are mine! You can choose something else! Seeing as you don’t plan to spill the beans on us…”

Bam!!

Before he finished talking, Garen swiped his tail at Gedd, who wanted to continue speaking, without any hesitation whatsoever.

Gedd’s body was sent rolling away by the tail swipe, and he left a long clear mark on the ground. There were drops of white blood seeping out from underneath his scales.

“Do you have any other opinion?” Garen looked at the other White Dragon.

This White Dragon gave a shudder and hastily nodded, then he realized something was wrong and started shaking his head instead.

“No! I have no other opinion!”