The Mighty Dragons Are Dead-Chapter 815 - 0812: Tears Streaming Down the Face (Third Update, Alliance Hierarch Extra 2/150)

Chapter 815: Chapter 0812: Tears Streaming Down the Face (Third Update, Alliance Hierarch Extra 2/150)

The second transmigration brought about many new understandings.

After a brief organization, Liszt had Ach use the Magic Platform to contact the fleet near the Great Whirlpool to start moving the frame ships towards the Great Whirlpool.

Once they entered the range of the Great Whirlpool, there was no need to row, the frame ships loaded with cargo would rotate on their own within the Great Whirlpool.

The rotation lasted for half an hour before the ships finally fell into the Whirlpool Deep Well. The magicians observing from afar immediately transmitted the information to Ach. At the Whirlpool Entrance, Ach waved her hand to conjure a Water Tornado, and moments later, the frame ships burst forth with a roar, slamming into the Water Tornado.

Boom!

The Water Tornado almost shattered from the impact.

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However, Ach’s eyebrows slightly raised, and with a clear shout of “Ha!” the broken Water Tornado reformed and firmly dragged the frame ship until it was stabilized. Then, she gently placed it on the mountain platform she had prepared using Super Magic – Chainsaw-Style Super High-Pressure Water Knife.

The ship landed.

Knights such as Cross, who had been waiting there for some time, began to unload cargo. Meanwhile, a new frame ship once again set off towards the Great Whirlpool, this time carrying knights, serfs, and craftsmen. Half an hour later, the ship burst out of the Whirlpool Entrance again, and Ach caught it steadily.

“It’s secure, let the other side send the remaining eight frame ships into the Great Whirlpool in succession to save time.” Seeing that Ach caught the ships so steadily, Liszt immediately breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that this method of transporting materials was indeed feasible.

However, what Liszt did not know was this.

Inside the Wormhole Space, as two consecutive frame ships passed through, a gaze suddenly lit up in the mysterious area where space and the Magic Web intersected. It was a dragon, seemingly made of crystal or perhaps transparent flowing water, that appeared elated as if it had discovered a new world.

It flapped its wings, striving to fly into the Wormhole Space, but despite appearing to fly at high speed, it seemingly didn’t travel far due to some unknown reason.

Boom!

As the frame ship rushed out of the Wormhole Space, its gaze also became unfocused, as if it had suddenly lost the trace of the Wormhole Space.

“Wooooah!” it cried out loudly.

There was no response, just darkness all around, nothing more. And within its own field of vision, the world was filled with countless crystalline substances flowing past, these identical crystalline substances left it disoriented, unsure of which direction to fly.

At that moment,

distant crystalline substances suddenly lit up, another frame ship had activated the Magic Teleportation Array’s Wormhole Space, and the transparent dragon, exultant as if reunited after a long separation, vibrated its wings like a stream slowly seeping into the layers of crystalline substances.

It flew quickly towards the illuminated location.

Moments later, the illumination extinguished, and it again lost its sense of direction. Yet soon, the location lit up again, and after several intermittent occurrences, the dragon finally arrived at the illuminated spot. Its body silently slipped through the wall made of crystalline substances and entered the Wormhole Space.

Seeing the frame ship flying swiftly ahead, it followed closely behind, flying towards the end of the passage.

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“The third, steady.”

“The fourth, steady…”

“The eighth, steady,” Liszt watched as Ach caught each frame ship one by one and set it aside, silently counting.

The knights, serfs, and craftsmen on the large ships had already disembarked and were busily unloading the goods. They then put together many mono-wheeled carts, loaded the goods onto them, and pushed the carts towards Flame Origin. The grand procession added a touch of civilization to the wild forest.

Boom!

The ninth frame ship flew out of the Whirlpool Cave, and Ach, now adept, caught the ship and placed it on the platform. Liszt, mounted on Leo, boredly supervised the order on-site and incidentally used Dragon Eye Trajectory to observe the Magic Power operation at the Whirlpool Cave for what seemed like the umpteenth time.

Just as he was about to disperse the Dragon Eye Trajectory and take a break,

A dragon-shaped magic radiance suddenly flew out from the entrance of the cave. This dragon, comprised of magic power, had a slender body with elegant movements, showing no signs of discomfort from being pushed out by the wormhole space, only the leisure of a carefree stroll. Almost the instant he saw this magic-powered dragon, the name “old friend” popped into Liszt’s head.

“Formless Dragon!”

“It’s the Formless Dragon!”

His mind was momentarily befuddled. Just moments ago, he had been worrying about where the Formless Dragon might have lost its way, thinking that fate would bring it to him, and now, the Formless Dragon had indeed appeared by his side—too suddenly, too unexpectedly, leaving him stunned and at a loss on the spot.

Leo, sharing a mind with him, was equally stunned.

However, the Formless Dragon had also noticed the situation at the entrance of the cave the moment it emerged. It saw Dragon Knight Liszt Flame, riding the Fire Dragon with an air of authority.

It quickly remembered that this was the insignificant human who had enjoyed a big meal and paid with three space gems as a meal fee.

“Wu yi ya!”

The Formless Dragon circled with a twist of its head and let out a cry towards Liszt.

Its dragon might had been vigorously unfurling since it emerged from the cave, and the busy knights, serfs, and craftsmen were suddenly as if choked, struggling to breathe, and they simply collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. Ach, who had just set down the frame boat, felt the forceful dragon might as well and then heard that sharp cry.

She quickly cast Super Magic – Eye of Mana and clearly saw the form of the Formless Dragon, confronting Liszt, who was riding the Fire Dragon.

“Oh ho!”

How could Leo tolerate another dragon showing off in front of him? With a roar, it was ready to charge over, but fortunately, Liszt’s reasoning was the dominant force, suppressing its urge.

Suppressing Leo’s anger as well as the shock of the Formless Dragon’s sudden appearance, Liszt quickly calmed down. He didn’t know why the Formless Dragon had burst out of the Magic Teleportation Array, but that was no longer important. What was important was to seize this opportunity to subdue the Formless Dragon.

So he pondered in an instant.

He directly took out a bundle of Smoked Grass that he had prepared from his Space Ring.

He shook it, then maneuvered Leo, slowly flying towards the back of Whirlpool Mountain—he was looking for a secluded place to slowly tame the Formless Dragon.

Seeing the familiar Smoked Grass.

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The bright-eyed Formless Dragon smartly followed Liszt as he flew away.

They reached a clearing halfway up the mountain, where Liszt and Leo landed, and the Formless Dragon also circled twice before landing at the other end of the clearing.

Since he had already witnessed the Formless Dragon’s friendly behavior last time, Liszt mustered his courage, picked up a bundle of Smoked Grass, and slowly walked towards the Formless Dragon.

“Wu yi ya!”

“Oh ho!”

The two dragons each roared.

“Leo, keep your peace,” Liszt waved his hand at the Little Fire Dragon behind him, then turned to the Formless Dragon, “We’re old friends now. This is Smoked Grass, your favorite Smoked Grass.” Despite the unpleasant smell of Smoked Grass, Liszt was committed to his pursuit of dragon riding.

He placed the Smoked Grass twenty meters in front of the Formless Dragon and then slowly stepped back to a distance of twenty meters.

The Formless Dragon glanced at Leo, then at Liszt, and seeming to sense that Leo was just a juvenile Fire Dragon, it disdainfully uttered a soft “Wu yi ya,” stepped forward to the Smoked Grass, grasped it in its mouth, bit it up, and slowly chewed.

It rarely actually ate the Smoked Grass; it was mainly attracted to the scent of the Smoked Grass.

Instantly.

The foul stench enveloped the area.

The reek was so strong that Liszt, standing nearby, almost cried, and internally he was screaming incessantly: “Formless Dragon is beautiful indeed, but such heavy taste, how can I possibly make a move!”