The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chris had countless questions she wanted to ask Acherloides.

However, now was not a good time for discussion, as Liszt had already sent someone to summon Captain Paris to the Mage Tower, and the main task for today was to address the aftermath of Paris's affliction with the Black Dragon Childe.

"My lord, Dean Chris," Paris still donned her striking mercenary attire, complete with leather armor, a greatsword, and a ponytail.

Liszt introduced, "This magician is Acherloides Truth, she is my sister."

Paris was slightly surprised but immediately greeted politely, "A pleasure to meet you, Lord Acherloides." Her intuition told her that the relationship between this magician and Liszt was not common, but she had already become a follower of Liszt, and the ambiguous feelings she initially had had long settled at the bottom of her heart.

The hardships of her early years made her treasure her hard-earned life, so she was able to find her own place.

Acherloides curiously observed Paris, not speaking. It was her first encounter with a Black Dragon Wraith, and she wanted to closely examine what state a human affected by a dragon's magic power was really in. However, just from appearances, Paris seemed no different from a normal person.

The three women might have made for an interesting play, but Acherloides was not fond of talking, and the relationship between Chris and Paris was lukewarm, making the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

Liszt didn't like this atmosphere and got straight to the point, "Paris, you're here for us to address the hidden danger in your body. Today in Chris's lab, Acherloides and I will work together to free you from the Light Dragon's magic erosion. You need to cooperate closely."

"Ah, my lord, this is..." Paris was astonished.
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Chris was also shocked, "Magic erosion by the Light Dragon? Paris, is your Light System Magic Affinity the result of magic erosion by the Light Dragon?"

Seeing their reactions, Liszt commanded, "Captain Paris, tell your story so that Dean Chris can understand as well and assist from the sidelines."

Paris promptly told her story, from being a mere rat transforming into a Black Dragon Wraith, how she killed a Court Grand Mage in self-defense, escaped, then followed her sister's tracks to Fresh Flower Town, and how she was captivated by Liszt's personal charm and chose to stay and live here with her sister.

"So the White Dragon Wraith mentioned in the magic books truly exists. That thief had quite the audacity to actually reverse the transformation ceremony, turning you into living Black Dragon Wraiths... It's a pity the thief has disappeared; otherwise, having another sample would significantly increase the chances of finding a cure."

Paris maintained her stance, "Actually, being cured or not isn't important. My lord, I appreciate everything you've done for me, and if it's too much trouble, I'm quite content as I am now."

"It's no trouble at all; no need to talk anymore about it. Why live fewer years when you can live more?" Liszt looked directly at Acherloides, "What do you think we should do first?"

"Let her transform into the Black Dragon Wraith first."

Transforming into the Black Dragon Wraith would shorten her life. If an ordinary magician asked, Paris would not have listened, but upon Liszt's casual instruction, she immediately stirred the High Mana of the Light Dragon within her—the magic power having characteristics of an advanced nature.

After taking off the cumbersome leather armor.

Boom!

In an instant, the clothes on Paris's body burst open, her previously fair arms bulged with veins, and one by one, gray-white scales began to grow from beneath the skin. Her arm thickened more than twice in size, and her fingers turned into sharp claws, with nails at least an inch long.

Following her arms, her legs and body also began to change, breaking through her clothes.

Muscles bulged everywhere, growing scales beneath the skin, doubling her form in size. Then, her head started to change as well, with dense gray-white scales emerging on her face and forehead, her hair gradually turning gray-white, and beyond her face, there was no longer any sign of Paris.

She completely resembled a massive half-dragon, half-human, with her clothes torn to shreds hanging off her body.

At first glance, she resembled Mystique from "X-Men," but she was gray-white and more ferocious-looking.

Having just completed the transformation, Paris didn't need to actively employ Light and Shadow Tug, her body turned into a translucent existence, almost invisible: "My lord, this is the final form of my Black Dragon Wraith, maintaining this form consumes a great deal of magic power; it feels as if my body is melting."

"Maintain the Black Dragon Wraith form, Paris, don't worry. With Ach and my current strength, it is not difficult to solve your problem, just trust me." Liszt quickly employed the Eye of Magic, observing Paris who was shrouded in black mist all over her body.

The black mist was the power left inside her by the Light Dragon, but strangely, the magic power of the Light Dragon was not a ball of sunlight but a dark gray color similar to Dark Attribute Magic Power.

"I believe in you, my lord."

Paris's voice was rough, like two dry sticks rubbing together.

Chris was spellbound by the sight, murmuring to herself, "It really is the Black Dragon Wraith. Is this the wonder of the Light Dragon's magic power, distorting the light in the room and creating illusions?" Without touching the Magic Web, she couldn't understand the peculiarities of high magic.

In front of Paris, Liszt and Ach were walking around the two-meter-tall Black Dragon Wraith, continually probing and discussing.

"Ach, do you have any clue?"

"Brother can try to extract the Light Dragon's High Mana; with your power, you should be able to do it."

"No, we can't extract it forcefully. I see that the Light Dragon's High Mana has already fused with the cells of Paris's body. Once we extract it, her body will collapse."

"Extract it using the resonance principle, separating the Light Dragon's High Mana from the cells." Ach knew what cells were; Liszt had taught her middle school biology in detail.

"That is worth a try."

Liszt quickly took hold of Paris's "claw": "Paris, relax your body and don't try to resist my Dou Qi."

"Understood, my lord."

The next moment.

Liszt stimulated his own Dragon Dou Qi, constantly adjusting the frequency, trying to merge with the Light Dragon's magic power inside Paris and then slowly peel it away. Such an attempt was almost impossible for ordinary knights and magicians, but Dragon Knights exist to break the impossible!

Dragon Knight Resonance could make one person and one dragon resonate, and now it was just resonating with the Light Dragon's High Mana. After a few attempts, Liszt's mouth showed a subtle smile: "It's no big issue."

Soon, the Dragon Dou Qi vibrated intensely.

It drove the Light Dragon's High Mana inside Paris to vibrate in unison, quickly matching the frequency, starting to resonate and merge, boiling and extracting outwards—similar in principle to Dragon Knight Resonance, but simpler in operation, barely a cut-down, low-tier version of Dragon Knight Resonance.

"My... body... so hot..." Paris managed to say.

The Dragon Dou Qi was burning her body. Liszt's Dragon Dou Qi was, after all, Fire Attribute, inherently hot and combustible. Even contained, it still severely affected Paris's body.

"Hang in there!"

Liszt, expressionless: "Control your body, relax, don't struggle. The Light Dragon's High Mana is separating from the cells, this is the moment to solve your problem once and for all."