After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 185 - 57: Transforming into a Dragon_2

The dragon mother glanced at the Sword of Light, remembering the terrifying power it had shown not long ago; however, she didn’t reach out to take it but turned and chased after Ahtal.

The blonde-haired man left standing stared at the Sword of Light planted in the ground, resolving to capture a human to test whether or not they could touch it.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he noticed that several dolls had appeared around him, completely surrounding him.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, each revealing different emotions: some were playful, some mocking, and others scoffing.

"...I’m quite interested in the Sword of Light as well," a doll girl said with a coy and cute smile as she clasped her hands behind her back.

"Can you pull out the Sword of Light... and give it to me?" she asked, extending her hand with an expectant look; however, the blonde-haired man fell silent.

He recognized the doll girl as a high-ranking member of the Church of Death; she could easily crush him with no hope of victory.

"If you refuse, I’ll turn you into a dragon puppet," the doll girl added, her smile turning instantly cold.

Seeing this, the blonde-haired man opened his mouth, looked at the Sword of Light beside him, and reluctantly reached out his hand, gripping the hilt.

Flames ignited his body, turning him into kindling.

"Aaaaah!!!" A miserable scream escaped as the blonde-haired man instinctively tried to let go, but he found himself bound by nearly invisible threads that made it impossible to release his grip.

The flames blazed, turning the blonde-haired man into charcoal.

The Sword of Light fell and pierced the ground.

The nearly invisible threads wrapped around the Sword of Light and gently tugged it into the scabbard, which the doll girl then closed, casting a glance at the tragically deceased man.

Why did he foolishly try to steal from Lord Ahtar?

...

...

Meanwhile,

within the tunnel pierced by the Sword of Light,

Xi Mu looked at Siegfried in front of him, whose body had turned into charcoal, his blood flowing from his wounds and pooling into a stream.

Siegfried, lacking a heart, was now without the ability to fight, but he had not completely died—not because Siegfried was notoriously resilient,

but because someone did not wish for Siegfried to die.

"Creation Witch?" Xi Mu turned to look at a blurred female figure beside him and calmly said, "The Witch of Death will find a way to open the gates of Hell; you need not control your puppets remotely to do it."

"..." The blurred female figure nodded, gave him a serious look, and then vanished from the spot.

As the blurred female faded away, Siegfried’s life force began to wane.

"It’s over." Xi Mu delivered the final stroke, the surging hot blood engulfed him, and Siegfried finally died completely.

Acquiring the dragon’s power was simple: one needed only to learn the specific dragon magic, kill the corresponding dragon, and bathe in its blood.

He pulled out his sword.

"Hahaha, this state is fantastic!" Xi Mu threw back his head and let out a roar of laughter, no longer feeling any weakness. Each beat of his heart burst forth with significant life force, transforming into powerful magic power.

"This is truly the power of a dragon." He turned to look at the dragon mother walking in, revealing a sinister smile, "It’s indeed quite addictive."

"..."

The dragon mother grew silent, observing the scene in front of her and locking eyes with Ahtal, whose head was tilted and whose handsome face, smeared with blood, wore a spine-chilling smile.

This man had seized the dragon power from Siegfried.

"Hey... Ahtal, we’re friends, right?" she cautiously asked, her steps retreating steadily.

Seeing this, Xi Mu turned into a burst of starlight and instantly teleported behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

The Great Sword of Death was poised at the dragon mother’s neck.

"May I borrow the power of the dragon?" he whispered into her ear, his voice exceedingly gentle.

But all the dragon mother wanted to do was cry; this man... was deceiving her, claiming he would collaborate with her to erase all magic pertaining to stealing dragon power after Siegfried’s death,

only to turn around and seize Siegfried’s power for himself.

"May I refuse?"

"No," Xi Mu responded instantly, and as the dragon mother bit her lower lip, she felt his grip tighten around her waist, the sensation of impending death growing stronger.

She turned to look at Xi Mu’s cold expression, wondering if she had any chance of escaping if she resisted now.

However, thinking about the sharpness of the Great Sword of Death, and the fact that Ahtal had transformed into a dragon, she felt the odds were not in her favor.

After a silence, she cried out in despair:

"Ahtal... you liar, I thought you were a good person, wanting to help you save Sky City." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"..." Xi Mu’s voice was cold, "If I let you go, my act of taking the dragon’s power would be exposed."

"It would come out anyway if you survived thirty days." The dragoness immediately retorted, now everyone knew that Ahtal’s days were numbered.

If Ahtal could survive more than thirty days, it surely meant he had taken the dragon’s power and enhanced his vitality.

"Actually, killing you, then finding a chance to go into hiding..." Xi Mu calmly analyzed, "I can still survive."

The dragoness began to feel desperate, preparing to fight to the death.

However, unexpectedly, Xi Mu sheathed the Great Sword of Death and then mounted a small mare, looking at the wary dragoness, he said:

"The only one who knows the dragon heritage magic now... is me, even Yasiraqi doesn’t know it, use whatever means you have against me."

He nobly rode away on the small mare.

"I am not afraid of death, nor will I hide, you spread the word loudly that I took the dragon’s power."

Dragoness: "..."

Now she was somewhat baffled by Ahtal, this man; if it were her, she would definitely silence others, although sometimes she could be softhearted, but only to a certain extent.

Human kindness was ultimately limited.

But Ahtal showed mercy, simply because of their brief encounter and his minimal kindness.

This was the reason he let her go.

Could it be that Ahtal didn’t know, once she left alive, she would definitely leak the news of Ahtal possessing the dragon’s power?

Or perhaps this is how a hero thinks.

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Outside the cave.

The small mare stopped, looked back at the cave, then turned her head to look at Ahtal, snorting loudly.

Seeing this, Xi Mu smiled, patted the neck of the small mare, and said, "It’s ok, even facing the pursuit of a huge dragon, I have a partner like you."

His smile was gentle.

"I too can safely escape."

"..."

The small mare showed a helpless expression, but thinking of Destiny Witch behind Ahtal, she felt reassured again.

She stepped on the air and shot into the sky like lightning.

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Sky City.

The palace.

"Knock knock" the sound of knocking arose, accompanied by hurried footsteps, the door opened, revealing Jed’s figure.

She looked at Ahtal standing outside the door, eager to welcome his safe return, but before she could speak, she pressed her lips together and held back.

"Boss, it’s really... great to see you safe and sound." She smiled gently, then stepped outside the door.

"The rest of the private time, I’ll leave to you and Miss Yasiraqi." She waved her hand, then pushed Ahtal inside and skillfully closed the door behind him.

Xi Mu looked back at the closed door, then sat beside Yasiraqi, who was sitting at the edge of the bed drinking tea. By then, she no longer looked confident and bright.

"I’m back." He sat down next to Yasiraqi, and before he could say anything comforting, he saw Yasiraqi push the teacup in front of her with a pale white finger.

"Surprised?" Yasiraqi asked with a light smile, explaining to a puzzled Ahtal, "I am not a woman who cannot face reality."

She wiped away the tear that lingered at the corner of her eye

"Besides, I’ve already had my secret cry."