Chapter 115 - Dragon Tower (1/2)

Chapter 115Dragon Tower

Su Ping intentionally stayed quiet to see what would happen next. As he expected, the dragon soul continued regardless of his choice.

“Since that is your choice, be ready to face my trial!”

The voice tried to sound imposing, but it wasn’t doing a very good job.

He felt the s.p.a.ce around him shake as if there was an earthquake coming. The ground in front of him was ripped open by the tip of a bone pillar, which rose higher until it stood tall like a giant tower.

Su Ping checked and found a total of nine sections, or levels, on the “bone tower.” At the same time, the dragon soul spoke directly to his mind again, telling him what the tower was used for.

Apparently, he had to climb this “dragon tower” to finish his trial. By reaching the final level, he would be deemed qualified to challenge the final mission, before acquiring the heritage. In the final mission, he had to purify all 109 dragon scales left by the dragon and restore its soul. Upon its death, this ancient dragon had sealed the fragments of its soul inside those scales. As time did its wonders, each scale had turned into a small piece of land tainted by filth and monsters. To purify a scale, Su Ping had to eliminate all the monsters living inside them.

Su Ping got the gist of his “mission” and found his job to be too complicated to his liking. Working through nine levels of the tower looked fine. But cleansing monsters from 109 dragon scales? That sounded too tedious.

Those “small” lands were not exactly small by human standards. They had all kinds of terrains, monsters and even Beast Kings roaming around. Anyone who could do a good job there had to be at least a legendary battle pet warrior.

According to the system, the dragon king used to be something more ancient and mightier than Beast Kings. It was right and proper that it wouldn’t let weaklings find its heritage easily.

Su Ping was a little frustrated about the mission’s difficulty, but he didn’t feel too bad about it, since the challenge meant little to him. The place was an illusion. The only thing he might take from it was the experience gained from fighting monsters. No matter what kind of actual prize was promised, he wouldn’t be able to take it home.

In other words, finis.h.i.+ng the final goal or not didn’t matter. The mission’s actual process was more important.

“Fine. Bring it on.”

He psyched himself up and walked ahead with his pets. He went in through a small entrance at the bottom of the tower.

Little Skeleton was the only pet that seemed unaffected by the dragon soul’s might. The Managarm seemed to be the one in the worst condition, as it had been frozen and trembling due to fear. The Inferno Dragon wasn’t doing much better, even if it was a dragon-type pet, because dragons would strictly follow their social cla.s.ses at all times. A dragon of a higher status was free to lord over other members of its clan on any occasion.

As for the Purple Python, it only stayed close to Su Ping’s feet to find some comfort through their pet contract.

The mental pressure grew worse as they stepped inside the tower, as if there were more dragons hidden in the dark welcoming their prey. Anyone with a weak mind would have turned tail already.

Su Ping took a deep breath and moved ahead without minding the dangerous aura. He was used to being suppressed by all kinds of deadly wills when exploring the Chaotic Realm of the Undead. This fallen dragon king was puny, compared to those nasty kings and lords of the underworld.

Further ahead, Su Ping saw the image of a large golden dragon roaring at him while displaying its unparalleled preeminence.

The Inferno Dragon whelp, which usually stayed proud in front of other pets, had hidden its head under one of its wings. It probably would have escaped into a rabbit hole if there was one nearby.

The Managarm was not moving; it had collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

The Purple Python had huddled into a coil while keeping its head concealed in the center, as if it could hide from plain sight this way.

As for Little Skeleton… like always, it wasn’t showing any particular reaction.

Su Ping saw his terrified pets and shook his head in disappointment. That golden dragon was clearly another illusion incapable of doing any actual harm. Maybe it could scare off its opponents by using a portion of the dragon king’s aura, but that was about it.