You felt a gust of wind as the little Dragon soared into the sky, breathing fire down towards the ground.
You instantly transformed into an afterimage and fled into the distance, dropping the flowers and herbs you had gathered.
Your speed far surpassed that of a fifth-tier magical beast; even the legendary Dragon could not catch you.
You did not head to Fallen Dragon City, but instead vanished into the distance, intent on leaving Falling Dragon Valley.
After a day of travel, Falling Dragon Valley had disappeared from your sight. You arrived at a plain surrounded by forests, where a small Town was located, with a few scattered wooden houses nearby.
You decided to temporarily settle down here.
By June of the second year, you had integrated into this small Town. The people here had very low strength, some even being ordinary people with no levels. As long as you did not use your magic, no one could detect that you were a fifth-tier magical beast.
You noticed that the people here rarely left, only occasionally hearing someone mention that merchants passed through every month, which was one of the few opportunities to trade with the outside world.
In July of the second year, as you were strolling through the forest, the sound of hooves and wheels caught your attention. You saw a merchant caravan, five carriages leisurely passing along the main road.
You realized these people were coming from the direction of Fallen Dragon City, and perhaps you could take one of these carriages to other cities.
You quickly crossed the forest to the side of the main road. You tried your best to suppress your magical beast aura, otherwise, it would easily startle these ordinary horses. When a carriage came before you, you jumped onto the carriage roof in the instant the driver wasn't looking, easily hitching a ride.
You sensed that there were several people of special status on this carriage, some of whom seemed to be residents of Fallen Dragon City.
From their casual conversation, you learned that Fallen Dragon City had been attacked by a small red and black Dragon a month ago, with the west district completely destroyed and tens of thousands dead or injured.
The City Lord, along with many Adventurers, eventually repelled it, forcing it back into Falling Dragon Valley. These people were dispatched by Fallen Dragon City to seek reinforcements for an expedition against Falling Dragon Valley.
You silently apologized to Fallen Dragon City in your heart, after all, it was you who had disturbed the Dragon resting beneath Fallen Dragon City.
You hadn't expected such a small Dragon to cause so much destruction; it really showed that one couldn't underestimate the power of an increase in level.
In August of the second year, the caravan stopped in a small city for a three-day rest, and you also wandered around the city.
However, your strength was too great, and without any skills or equipment to conceal your aura, your attempts to suppress it still attracted the attention of the City Lord.
On the third day, the City Lord stopped you. Although he sensed you had a contract, your master was nowhere to be found. To prevent you from harming the city's residents, he ultimately launched a fierce attack on you, intending to capture you.
Your speed was extremely fast, but it was clear the City Lord was not unprepared. The moment you moved, several magic circles appeared, blocking all your escape routes. Unable to fly, you could not escape.
Eventually, you were captured, and the caravan departed.
"Seriously, even with a contract, it's this dangerous! If I didn't have a contract, wouldn't they just kill me directly?" Su Xiao scratched his head, thinking that human Towns were too unfriendly to magical beasts. He was just a bit stronger; how could those around Level Ten live so well?
The City Lord did not kill you. Given that you had a contract, he warned you and stated that you needed to contact your master through the contract and have your master redeem you.
However, it was clear that even through the contract, you could not contact Nibi Si. She seemed to be in some magic array, unable to transmit magic messages.
In the third year, you were still not released. The City Lord personally brought you food every day, just enough to keep you alive, and your body gradually became emaciated.
Fourth year…
Fifth year…
Ninth year…
In March of the ninth year, you suddenly heard a huge explosion. The shockwave from the explosion even blew away the house you were in. You saw several huge Dragons made of bones circling in the sky above the city, occasionally spewing blue-purple flames that landed on the ground, causing violent explosions.
For a time, you could only hear human screams and explosions, until a few hours later, the heavily wounded City Lord fell from the sky, landing steadily in front of you.
He opened the cage you were imprisoned in, released you, and gave you a bottle of potion. You immediately felt your body recover considerably, though you remained emaciated.
You meowed, trying to ask what had happened, but he didn't understand your sounds. He only indicated that the city was being destroyed, most of its residents had died and turned into necromancers. He hoped you could let bygones be bygones and go to other cities to tell them all about this.
Having finished speaking, he leaped into the air and continued to swing his sword at the Dragons.
Your gaze was deep, and you ultimately decided to flee.
Along the way, you saw countless residents and magical beasts transformed into necromancers, and even necromancers emerging from underground. You completely failed to understand any of this.
In April of the ninth year, your body recovered its original physique, and you finally arrived at another city. However, to your surprise, it had already become a ruin, with countless necromancers wandering the streets.
You even saw magical beasts charging in, only to be pounced on and devoured by dozens of necromancers the next second, turning into blood-stained skeletons within two minutes.
"Huh? Playing like this in the ninth year? From the looks of it, it's probably some kind of necromancer. In my impression, only necromancers can summon and transform necromancers!" Su Xiao felt incredible. If such a thing really happened in the ninth year, then Fallen Dragon City would certainly not escape, and he would have to find a way.
You began to panic, and you started to exert all your strength towards the next Town. Heading south, you finally reached a large city half a month later.
However, a battle was raging here. More powerful Dragons had destroyed countless districts, and the city gates were blocked by necromancers, preventing anyone from leaving.
You noticed that these necromancers were not weak, ranging from Level Ten to Level Twenty, and you decided to attack them.
At Level Thirty-One, you were like a War God among these necromancers. One skill could resolve them, and even without skills, you could take them down in a few moves.
You killed over a thousand necromancers in two hours. You stood on a rooftop and looked up, seeing the Dragons in the sky battling two figures. Countless sword lights and magic arrays periodically erupted with blinding flashes, and soon after, you saw a Dragon fall, scattering into a pile of bone fragments.
You went to where the Dragon had fallen, but unfortunately, there was no so-called magic crystal, which meant these creatures had no relation to magical beasts. Even their bones were a combination of bones from different species, completely artificial creations!
This discovery made you realize that someone must be behind the scenes, which was the necromancer you had in mind.
You began to move through the city at your extremely fast speed, using your Magic Eye to check for possible hiding places of the necromancer.
Finally, as night fell, in a farm on the outskirts of the city, you used your Magic Eye to detect a strange wisp of magic, clearly sensing the necromancer aura within it.
Without a word, you descended from the sky and crashed into the barn, immediately seeing dozens of figures in black robes with purple flames in their eyes. Each of them was caressing a magic crystal ball, which reflected the figures of Dragons and necromancers.
Meow! A piercing meow instantly caused cracks to appear in the magic crystal balls, as if they were about to shatter the next second.
This group of necromancers seemed unfazed and all attacked you.
You looked at these creatures, with their Level Twenty-plus strength, and sneered, "Just a bunch of ants!"
Your claws and wind blades instantly tore these necromancers to shreds. Not a drop of blood touched you, and your level reached Level Thirty-Two.
Deprived of the necromancers' control, the necromancers in the city immediately ceased activity, and even the flames in the eyes of the Dragons in the sky instantly dissipated, causing them to fall to the ground.
You began to search for any spoils of war these creatures might have.
Within a few minutes, two figures stood behind you. You abruptly turned to look at the two middle-aged men.
One was dressed in a magic robe, holding a magic staff, and the other wore heavy armor, wielding two swords. These were the two who had been fighting the Dragons in the sky, both Level Thirty-Six beings.
They looked around, saw the necromancers, and slowly let out a sigh of relief, their eyes filled with immense gratitude as they looked at you.
"Thank you for your help. I can feel the contract magic on you, so I won't attack you," the mage among them said with a smile. You were gently lifted by his magic, and he lightly stroked your head.
A few minutes later, they took you back to the City Lord's castle. You looked at the ravaged land, a hint of sorrow rising in your heart, your mood considerably dampened.
It was at this moment that you suddenly sensed something had disappeared from within you. A sudden, inexplicable sadness welled up in your heart; it was a unique connection…