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Chapter 451
chapter 345 part 1
Chapter 344: Continuous HP Loss Anomaly, Greater Healing
So weak.
No matter how she looked at her, the village girl named Enri before her couldn't compare to an elite soldier of the Theocracy.
Clementine lifted her chin, her golden bangs covering half of her narrow eyes. Her desire for "romance" had fizzled out.
She herself had feigned being knocked away by the Alliance Leader to escape the battlefield, so she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. She could only learn the full story from others.
"Terrifying," "Miraculous."
Thinking of these two words used to describe her opponent, the corners of Clementine's mouth turned up as she offered a greeting, "Hi, little Enri."
It wasn't a magic item.
It was likely some powerful innate ability. Could it be used normally?
Or was it only triggered when in a perilous situation?
The smile on Clementine's fair face grew wider. She knew that some special innate abilities had restrictions on their use, which even the user might not be aware of.
Historically, there was once a holder of a special innate ability in the Theocracy, a rare case where it only triggered after death.
"Lady Clementine."
Faced with Clementine's smiling greeting, Enri felt an inexplicable chill run down her back and responded with a tense expression.
Captain Ian took a step forward, blocking their line of sight, and coughed lightly. "Ahem, we're troubling you, Enri."
Along the way.
Enri rode an Evil Spirit Hound, leading the way.
The ten-person squad from the Slane Theocracy followed behind. Captain Ian silently observed the environment they passed through, growing more alarmed the more he saw.
They encountered quite a few demi-humans along the way.
According to the previous situation in the hills, the various demi-human tribes were in a chaotic state of hostility or mutual non-interference.
But now, one could see patrol teams composed of multiple types of demi-humans. The chaos caused by the undead had inflicted heavy losses on the demi-humans of the hills.
Yet it had also forged the different races together.
Captain Ian's heart grew heavy. He felt he needed to report these observations to the Cardinal upon returning to the Theocracy.
What shocked him the most was Enri up ahead!
No matter what demi-human race they encountered, all the demi-humans' attitudes towards the human… no, towards Enri, were extremely friendly, even respectful.
If not for the fact that he could still clearly sense the demi-humans' obvious hostility towards his group—a hostility not directed at Enri—he would have suspected they had come to the wrong place.
"How long has it been?"
"Has the fame and power of the Free Will Adventurer Team in the Abelion Hills already reached such a level?"
"How did this adventurer team manage it?"
From this one detail, he could grasp the bigger picture.
Captain Ian's brow furrowed deeply. No matter how incredible it seemed, he could sense the position of "Free Will" in these hills from the way the demi-humans treated Enri.
Deep in the Southern Mountain Range.
The golden giant dragon twisted its long, golden-scaled neck strangely, its sky-piercing wings beating in a highly uncoordinated manner.
The thick tree trunks and shrubs in the surrounding valley were easily bent and broken by the gales produced by the careless flaps of its wings.
Rumble—
A terrifying shockwave swept out, battering the forests in all directions. A sea of leaves churned up and down, and the canopies were constantly torn and smashed together!
A sky full of shattered green leaves fluttered about, striking the valley and creating muffled echoes!
Boom!
The golden giant dragon suddenly flipped in mid-air, crashing sideways into the ground with a roar, then immediately soared up again, only to plummet once more.
Boom!
Crash!
After a series of seemingly out-of-control movements, the golden giant dragon finally seemed to regain control of its body and stabilize.
"Roar—Gack..."
The golden giant dragon suddenly stretched its neck, opened its mouth full of cold, sharp teeth, and its abdomen and throat convulsed as it made a retching sound.
*Splat.*
The dragon-man Ladon was spat out from the golden giant dragon's mouth. He fell heavily to the ground, unconscious and weak.
On his chest.
Blood continuously seeped from a gaping wound. The [Heart of the True Dragon Lord] emitted a dark golden light.
The silver, spider-like pattern and magic script on the heart's surface had grown much dimmer with its beating.
At this moment.
The golden giant dragon suspended in mid-air also began to shrink, though not in the same way as when it would cancel its transformation.
It was more like a punctured balloon.
The sharp, golden scales became brittle, the membranes of its wings crumpled like paper, and its massive body rapidly shriveled.
In just a moment.
Thump!
The golden giant dragon had already shrunk by half. Its body could no longer maintain flight, and it crashed to the ground, continuing to shrink.
"This is the influence of the [Heart of the True Dragon Lord]!"
"Dammit—Cough, cough!"
The shriveled dragon's body opened its mouth and let out a weak voice.
The next moment.
The draconic body uncontrollably collapsed.
Tang Zheng's figure was revealed. He coughed up blood ceaselessly, and the vigorous aura around his body began to weaken at an astonishing rate.
【HP: 621】
【HP: 603】
【HP: 587】
【...】
【HP: 321】
In just a few moments, his HP had dropped to less than half.
"Sixth-Tier Magic: Greater Healing!"
Tang Zheng's face was pale. He could clearly feel his life force draining away rapidly, as if vanishing into thin air.
His HP was immediately restored by 100 points!
The third-tier spell, "Major Wound Healing," could restore 50 HP, and while "Greater Healing" was sixth-tier, it only restored 100 points. This was already the highest tier of restorative magic.
Positive energy could restore the stamina of the living, while negative energy could restore the stamina of the undead. This was the same level of magic as "Greater Lethal," which the Bone King and Shalltear had used to restore their HP during their battle.
A holy white light enveloped his entire body.
Tang Zheng's body relaxed, and a bit of color returned to his pale face. However, he could still feel that his continuously falling HP showed no sign of stopping.
"Greater Healing!"
"Greater Healing!"
"Greater Healing!"
As he cast the healing spell, the amount of healing gradually surpassed the amount of continuous HP loss.
"What in the world is going on?"
Tang Zheng reached up to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his pale face extremely grim. While keeping an eye on his status panel, he continued to cast healing spells.
"After I fed the 'Blend Potion' to Ladon, it seems I accidentally triggered the [Heart of the True Dragon Lord], and we transformed into the golden giant dragon together."
Tang Zheng's eyes flickered as he recalled the entire process.
The moment he became a giant dragon, he felt an intense rejection, even stronger than the repulsion he felt when controlling the Dominion Authority.
But in the end, it was Ladon who was rejected, not him. He himself had actually maintained the form of the golden giant dragon.
"For this to happen, it can only be the effect of the [Heart of the True Dragon Lord]."
Chapter 344: Continuous HP Loss Anomaly, Greater Healing
So weak.
No matter how she looked at her, the village girl named Enri before her couldn't compare to an elite soldier of the Theocracy.
Clementine lifted her chin, her golden bangs covering half of her narrow eyes. Her desire for "romance" had fizzled out.
She herself had feigned being knocked away by the Alliance Leader to escape the battlefield, so she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. She could only learn the full story from others.
"Terrifying," "Miraculous."
Thinking of these two words used to describe her opponent, the corners of Clementine's mouth turned up as she offered a greeting, "Hi, little Enri."
It wasn't a magic item.
It was likely some powerful innate ability. Could it be used normally?
Or was it only triggered when in a perilous situation?
The smile on Clementine's fair face grew wider. She knew that some special innate abilities had restrictions on their use, which even the user might not be aware of.
Historically, there was once a holder of a special innate ability in the Theocracy, a rare case where it only triggered after death.
"Lady Clementine."
Faced with Clementine's smiling greeting, Enri felt an inexplicable chill run down her back and responded with a tense expression.
Captain Ian took a step forward, blocking their line of sight, and coughed lightly. "Ahem, we're troubling you, Enri."
Along the way.
Enri rode an Evil Spirit Hound, leading the way.
The ten-person squad from the Slane Theocracy followed behind. Captain Ian silently observed the environment they passed through, growing more alarmed the more he saw.
They encountered quite a few demi-humans along the way.
According to the previous situation in the hills, the various demi-human tribes were in a chaotic state of hostility or mutual non-interference.
But now, one could see patrol teams composed of multiple types of demi-humans. The chaos caused by the undead had inflicted heavy losses on the demi-humans of the hills.
Yet it had also forged the different races together.
Captain Ian's heart grew heavy. He felt he needed to report these observations to the Cardinal upon returning to the Theocracy.
What shocked him the most was Enri up ahead!
No matter what demi-human race they encountered, all the demi-humans' attitudes towards the human… no, towards Enri, were extremely friendly, even respectful.
If not for the fact that he could still clearly sense the demi-humans' obvious hostility towards his group—a hostility not directed at Enri—he would have suspected they had come to the wrong place.
"How long has it been?"
"Has the fame and power of the Free Will Adventurer Team in the Abelion Hills already reached such a level?"
"How did this adventurer team manage it?"
From this one detail, he could grasp the bigger picture.
Captain Ian's brow furrowed deeply. No matter how incredible it seemed, he could sense the position of "Free Will" in these hills from the way the demi-humans treated Enri.
Deep in the Southern Mountain Range.
The golden giant dragon twisted its long, golden-scaled neck strangely, its sky-piercing wings beating in a highly uncoordinated manner.
The thick tree trunks and shrubs in the surrounding valley were easily bent and broken by the gales produced by the careless flaps of its wings.
Rumble—
A terrifying shockwave swept out, battering the forests in all directions. A sea of leaves churned up and down, and the canopies were constantly torn and smashed together!
A sky full of shattered green leaves fluttered about, striking the valley and creating muffled echoes!
Boom!
The golden giant dragon suddenly flipped in mid-air, crashing sideways into the ground with a roar, then immediately soared up again, only to plummet once more.
Boom!
Crash!
After a series of seemingly out-of-control movements, the golden giant dragon finally seemed to regain control of its body and stabilize.
"Roar—Gack..."
The golden giant dragon suddenly stretched its neck, opened its mouth full of cold, sharp teeth, and its abdomen and throat convulsed as it made a retching sound.
*Splat.*
The dragon-man Ladon was spat out from the golden giant dragon's mouth. He fell heavily to the ground, unconscious and weak.
On his chest.
Blood continuously seeped from a gaping wound. The [Heart of the True Dragon Lord] emitted a dark golden light.
The silver, spider-like pattern and magic script on the heart's surface had grown much dimmer with its beating.
At this moment.
The golden giant dragon suspended in mid-air also began to shrink, though not in the same way as when it would cancel its transformation.
It was more like a punctured balloon.
The sharp, golden scales became brittle, the membranes of its wings crumpled like paper, and its massive body rapidly shriveled.
In just a moment.
Thump!
The golden giant dragon had already shrunk by half. Its body could no longer maintain flight, and it crashed to the ground, continuing to shrink.
"This is the influence of the [Heart of the True Dragon Lord]!"
"Dammit—Cough, cough!"
The shriveled dragon's body opened its mouth and let out a weak voice.
The next moment.
The draconic body uncontrollably collapsed.
Tang Zheng's figure was revealed. He coughed up blood ceaselessly, and the vigorous aura around his body began to weaken at an astonishing rate.
【HP: 621】
【HP: 603】
【HP: 587】
【...】
【HP: 321】
In just a few moments, his HP had dropped to less than half.
"Sixth-Tier Magic: Greater Healing!"
Tang Zheng's face was pale. He could clearly feel his life force draining away rapidly, as if vanishing into thin air.
His HP was immediately restored by 100 points!
The third-tier spell, "Major Wound Healing," could restore 50 HP, and while "Greater Healing" was sixth-tier, it only restored 100 points. This was already the highest tier of restorative magic.
Positive energy could restore the stamina of the living, while negative energy could restore the stamina of the undead. This was the same level of magic as "Greater Lethal," which the Bone King and Shalltear had used to restore their HP during their battle.
A holy white light enveloped his entire body.
Tang Zheng's body relaxed, and a bit of color returned to his pale face. However, he could still feel that his continuously falling HP showed no sign of stopping.
"Greater Healing!"
"Greater Healing!"
"Greater Healing!"
As he cast the healing spell, the amount of healing gradually surpassed the amount of continuous HP loss.
"What in the world is going on?"
Tang Zheng reached up to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his pale face extremely grim. While keeping an eye on his status panel, he continued to cast healing spells.
"After I fed the 'Blend Potion' to Ladon, it seems I accidentally triggered the [Heart of the True Dragon Lord], and we transformed into the golden giant dragon together."
Tang Zheng's eyes flickered as he recalled the entire process.
The moment he became a giant dragon, he felt an intense rejection, even stronger than the repulsion he felt when controlling the Dominion Authority.
But in the end, it was Ladon who was rejected, not him. He himself had actually maintained the form of the golden giant dragon.
"For this to happen, it can only be the effect of the [Heart of the True Dragon Lord]."
