29. Some Magic
Xia Yi, holding the Rose Staff, entered the midst of the dark tide.
The sword strike just now was hers, stopping the priest's actions.
After all, she is a Sword Saint.
Her mastery of swordsmanship far surpasses others.
As long as she deems it a sword, it can be used as one, even capable of being imbued with sword qi.
To exaggerate a bit, she could even clash with others using a frying pan.
She's not using the Holy Sword Gram right now, not to show off, but for a deeper purpose.
"That's enough, priest," Xia Yi lifted her head, looking at the priest on the altar.
The priest was very surprised.
He didn't immediately command the sirens to awaken the slumbering Black Tide but observed the silver dragon girl.
And that look seemed to carry a desire to communicate.
Standing on the altar, he remained silent, seemingly waiting for Xia Yi to ascend.
Indeed, this guy already possessed a certain degree of intelligence.
Xia Yi also had some questions for him.
So under the priest's gaze, she crossed the Black Tide.
The half-dragon creatures, immersed in the Sea Dream, couldn't move, but as Xia Yi passed by them, they still sensed her presence.
The allure of pure-blooded dragon race made them restless even in their dreams.
These numbers…
Xia Yi roughly estimated in her mind, there were tens of thousands.
She didn't have Sera's wide-range, long-lasting AOE attacks. Facing so many half-dragon creatures would likely be a dire situation.
Perhaps due to his assessment of Xia Yi's realm, the priest felt confident, unhurried, maintaining an air of ease.
Xia Yi stepped onto the stairs leading to the altar above.
The altar was above the water, connected to the sea outside.
When she stepped onto the central altar, she finally saw the priest's appearance clearly.
His body was very close to that of the dragon race, even in appearance, with black vertical pupils and scales all over his body, revealing a dark luster…
Such a lineage, Xia Yi had never seen among the dragon race.
It seems he doesn't belong to any known dragon race.
What kind of Dragon Curse had this priest suffered…
"Welcome…!" the priest's voice interrupted Xia Yi's thoughts.
He opened his mouth, revealing a strange smile, his voice extremely unpleasant, as if his throat had been scorched by charcoal.
"Can you speak?"
"I… can…"
The priest nodded, silent for a moment.
"…Others… half-dragons… different…"
"I can tell."
"Are… you… dragon?"
"Have you never seen a dragon?"
"…Seen… fought with the Beast of Envy…"
"The Beast of Envy?"
"…Leviathan."
"Oh."
Xia Yi understood.
The priest must be an exception within the Black Tide, his adaptability to the Dragon Curse slightly better than other half-dragon creatures, still retaining some rationality.
But it seems that's all, his speech was hesitant.
He must have completely lost his past self, only able to act on instinct and the little rationality left.
And this guy had never seen other dragons, only Sera in her true dragon form.
Could it be that the Dragon Curse influenced him to act this way?
"You haven't… lost… that's good…"
"Lost?"
"You… disappeared… I… worried…"
"You mean, as the vessel for the sacrifice?" Xia Yi asked.
"…Yes!!"
The priest affirmed.
"You… more outstanding… lineage… pure!"
"Such praise doesn't make one happy."
"…You… honored!"
The priest extended his hand to Xia Yi as if inviting her.
"For the… undying… Black King!"
"Black King?"
"They… are… the Beast of Envy's… food… you… for the Black King… a sacrifice!"
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
"The Black King's… will… I… feel…! The king… will… you… rebirth!!"
The priest became more excited as he spoke, tears welling up in his eyes as if caught in a frenzy of envy.
"For the… Black King… to sacrifice… is bliss!"
"Madman!"
Xia Yi felt it was problematic to communicate with such a mentally twisted creature, with a mysterious and fanatical belief.
But she didn't come here to chat or engage in verbal sparring.
The silver-haired loli gripped the Rose Staff and swung it at the priest's head, showing no mercy, intending to shatter his skull.
But the priest was no pushover, swinging his own scepter in a head-on clash.
Staff against scepter.
Boom!
The two stood off against each other.
Xia Yi felt a numbness in her arm; the priest's strength was astonishing.
No wonder he could be a priest; without some skills, he probably couldn't suppress those half-dragon creatures.
"Give up…! You… have no chance of winning…!" the priest taunted.
"Just a reminder, I can use magic."
Chant regulation.
With the bloodline of the Royal Silver Dragon enhancing her, Xia Yi cast magic without chanting, swiftly executing spells and using the Rose Staff to amplify their power.
Two ice spikes descended upon the priest's head.
He didn't react in time, only managing to avoid his vital areas as the ice spikes pierced his body.
Impure lineage is just that, impure.
Had he been a true dragon, using his true dragon form, such a level of magic wouldn't even scratch him.
Xia Yi kicked him in the abdomen, sending him into the sea.
Then, she grabbed the chains, gritted her teeth, and with a strong pull, broke them.
Hill fell from mid-air, caught securely by Xia Yi.
"…Stubborn…!" the priest climbed back onto the altar, pulling the ice spikes from his body and shattering them with a stomp.
Then, with a roar, he raised his scepter.
"Awaken!!"
Similar to before, the priest's scepter glowed with a strange red light, and the sirens ceased their singing.
The half-dragon creatures, previously asleep in the Sea Dream, opened their eyes one by one.
The Black Tide awoke.
They converged towards the altar, forming a tide of despair.
In such a situation, with Xia Yi's strength, escape was impossible.
"…The sacrifice… walked into the trap!"
"Do you really think you've won?" Xia Yi challenged.
"…?"
"Then watch closely with your eyes wide open, and witness what unfolds before you!"
Xia Yi set down Hill and raised the Rose Staff, quickly chanting in Draconic.
The words were not for casting spells but for activating a magic circle, allowing her to complete the chant in a very short time.
The ancient city ruins then trembled, explosions rang out, flames soared into the sky, lighting up the dark heavens.
The priest's eyes widened in disbelief as the ancient city's interior collapsed, the half-dragon creatures fell with the crumbling ground, and the sea rushed in, swallowing the Black Tide.
"How about that move, flipping the floor?" Xia Yi said with a smile.
"…Ungrateful!"
The priest's face twisted with rage.
"Holy Sword, Gram."
Xia Yi put away the Rose Staff and summoned the Holy Sword, looking at the priest with murderous intent.
"Prepare to die, priest."
At the same time, Hill on the ground slowly opened her eyes…
Go Xia Yi make your mother proud...with cuteness 🤣
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