Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 325 The Trickster

The silver dragons looked at each other, their massive heads glancing at one another, seemingly bewildered. One of the silver dragons explained, "This is what Elder Silver Crimson told us."

As the two sides went over the accounts in detail, Stacy felt as if she almost spat out a mouthful of blood—this group of silver dragons had actually come running over eagerly to kill the "demon" Su Ming and "rescue" the "enslaved" Chestnut Owl!
"Pfft—Hahahaha!" The unicorn Qiluo, who had been listening in the whole time, couldn't hold back any longer. She laughed so hard that she stomped her feet and jumped and rolled around on the spot. "Dragons who are so isolated from information, you're simply...deserving to be itchy to death! Hahahaha!"

Stacy crossed her arms and said angrily, "Chestnut Owl and Su Ming are very good partners! There's no such thing as enslavement! Besides, Su Ming saved her, so she—well, never mind, these two save each other all the time!"

"This sounds completely different from what Elder Silver Crimson said," a silver dragon lying on the ground, scratching its back with its claws, said in a puzzled voice.

According to Elder Silver Crimson's account, it was Su Ming who seized control of the Bone Mark from Galio. The Chestnut Owl failed to escape and once again fell into enslavement.

Furthermore, under the coercion of the evil Bone King Su Ming, they attacked temples of faith in the light everywhere, causing countless deaths and injuries to devout believers.

Although as members of the Silver Dragon Guard, they should have unconditionally trusted Elder Silver Crimson, the two standing before them were a pure unicorn and Dai Yuan, a healer who had saved countless races!
This inevitably shook their faith in Elder Silver Scarlet.

"Do you all... usually live in the completely isolated Dragon Valley? Do you really not care at all about what's happening on the continent?" Stacy couldn't help but ask again, her tone filled with disbelief.

"The tedious tasks of dealing with human kingdoms and obtaining intelligence have always been handled entirely by Elder Silver Crimson..." another silver dragon argued somewhat hesitantly.

Stacy suddenly thought, maybe we should just leave these idiots on this deserted island and let them itch to death!

She patiently recounted the entire incident in more detail.

Qi Luo also got up from the ground, shaking the dust off her mane. "So, to put it simply, you were just used as pawns, coming here to aid and abet evil! Do you understand now?!"

The team leader, Yin Er, remained silent, his massive head bowed, his molten gold vertical pupils gleaming with a thoughtful light, and he did not speak for a long time.

At this moment, General Theodore, seeing that the silver dragon had not moved for a long time, sent another mage to the cave entrance to deliver an order, urging the silver dragon guards to immediately attack and join the battle.

Before the poor mage could finish speaking, Yin Er suddenly turned his head, let out a low roar from deep in his throat, and spat out a breath!

The messenger was blasted out of the cave, landing awkwardly on the snow and sliding a considerable distance before coming to a stop.

"Healer Daiyuan." After exhaling its breath, Silver Two's massive dragon head turned to Stacy. "This matter is of great importance, and there are still many doubts. Please allow us to observe for the time being and make a decision after we have investigated the truth."

He didn't entirely trust Stacy. But Elder Silvercrest would return sooner or later, and Owl was in the nearby sea. The truth would soon come to light.

The dragon race had long since developed this habit throughout their long lifespan. If something can be confirmed simply by waiting, then they'll wait! After all, time is the last thing dragons lack.

"It's up to you," Stacy said, shrugging. "Just don't attack us or cause us any trouble!"

Seeing that an agreement had been reached, the other silver dragons behind Yin Er could no longer contain themselves and crowded forward.

"Healer Daiyuan!" said a slightly smaller silver dragon. "Now, can you treat this damned psoriasis for us?"

“I’m sorry,” Stacy said with a helpless expression. “I rushed here because my primary mission was to stop you from attacking our warships. Healing magic has negligible effect on viral skin infections. I did, however, prepare a special topical ointment for you…”

"The dosage of medicine prepared for you big guys is measured in tons!" Qi Luo snorted from the side, kicking the ground with her hoof. "How can I possibly carry that!"

Seeing the massive dragon faces of the silver dragons instantly collapse, Stacy comforted them, "But don't worry, this battle will be over soon. As soon as they're done, I'll have someone bring the medicine over. Not only can you apply the medicine, but we can also prepare plenty of hot water for you to take a comfortable hot bath!"

"Really?!" Upon hearing this, all the tormented silver dragons, even the usually composed Silver Two, suddenly had their huge, molten gold dragon eyes burst forth with an incomparably bright and hopeful light! It was as if they had heard heavenly music!
Stacy found a flat rock to sit on and pulled out her medical magic book. "However, the Owl Scholar specifically created soothing magic that can temporarily relieve skin itching. Although it's not very effective in curing the virus—"

Before Stacy could finish speaking, the silver dragons surged forward like a tidal wave, jostling and pushing their way to her. Elder Silver Two, caught off guard, was also pushed aside!
"Stop right there!" Stacy jumped to her feet, hands on her hips, pointing at each of the enormous dragon heads that were approaching, and scolded, "Dragons, my foot! Line up by age, from youngest to oldest, one at a time!"

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Pansy.

As the magical warship "Purification Whip" sank completely, an eerie silence immediately descended upon the battlefield.

The "Eternal Winter Veil" that shrouded the sea lost its purpose, and its massive magical structure began to disintegrate and dissipate. Without the continuous gathering and enhancement of power, the intensity of the originally violent blizzard decreased sharply, and the snowfall visibly diminished rapidly.

Before long, the snowflakes falling from the sky became sparse. Due to the accelerated consumption by the 'Eternal Winter Veil', this blizzard, which should have lasted for a long time, came to an abrupt end in a short period of time.

On the ship, all the personnel who had no other tasks rushed onto the deck to begin a comprehensive snow removal and defrosting operation.

“Beep beep beep—!”

The radar alarm sounded, and the screen clearly showed a large number of aerial targets approaching at high speed!
Su Ming immediately raised his binoculars and looked in the direction of the target. In his field of vision, he saw a flock of sea eagles, like small patches of dark clouds, rapidly approaching in the newly brightening sky; there were approximately fifty of them. Further confirmation from radar data indicated that they had likely taken off from nearby islands.

The radar continued scanning, but no dragon was detected. It seems everything is going smoothly on Stacy's end.

At the very front of the flight formation, the leader was not human, but a green-skinned goblin!
He was short and somewhat hunched over, casually wrapped in a large, unadorned piece of brown linen. Most striking was his unusually large head, with a pair of long, pointed ears that drooped slightly, swaying in the wind. His nose, like a vulture's beak, occupied almost the center of his face.

"The enemy's lineup is quite strong!" Su Ming guessed, "Saint-level goblins?"

Although he did not recognize the goblin, he noticed that two archbishops from the Temple of Light, dressed in magnificent robes, were respectfully following behind him!

“That’s right, the sorcerer Saxon,” Violet immediately explained. “I guess he was temporarily hired by the Temple of Light at a high price.” As she spoke, a smile appeared on her lips, and her tone carried a unique admiration, “He actually… truly worthy of being a sorcerer!”

"Are those forty-odd people behind all bishops?" Su Ming's gaze swept over the dozens of figures behind the archbishop, who were also dressed in high-ranking clergy robes.

“It’s a mixed team of high priests and bishops,” Violet explained.

"That's quite a number," Su Ming couldn't help but exclaim. "The Temple of Light was able to muster such a large core fighting force from just one naval battle!"

"After all, the Temple of Light is a behemoth that rules over eighty million believers." Violet's tone was filled with deep apprehension. "The current naval battle situation severely limits their organizational and mobilization capabilities. If the battle were to take place on land..." She paused, "we would be facing dozens of times more high-ranking clergy than we are facing now, plus tens of thousands of elite paladins!"

“…I understand.” Su Ming nodded.

Size is an indispensable part of strength. If one were to rely solely on a head-on war of attrition to completely defeat such a deeply rooted and powerful behemoth, it would be an extremely difficult and costly endeavor.

Fortunately, their strategy is not to destroy the entire Temple of Light, but rather to target the Covenant faction within it. This presents the possibility of a breakthrough from within. Furthermore, they will employ a multi-pronged approach, rather than relying solely on brute force.

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Before Su Ming and Zi Jin, the green-skinned goblin sorcerer Saxon stood steadily on the smooth back of the giant sea eagle. His cloudy yellow eyes, sunken deep in their wrinkled sockets, appeared unfathomable against the backdrop of the overcast sky, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"Good day, Bone King, and Chestnut Owl!" Saxon's voice was thin and wavering in the howling sea breeze.

The other manned sea eagles had their powerful muscles bulging beneath their feathers, revealing their strenuous flight. Only the one ridden by the trickster Saxon was incredibly relaxed, its wings beating powerfully and calmly, as if its back were completely empty.

On the decks surrounding the Pansy, the necromancers who had been clearing snow had all stopped what they were doing. They quickly and silently gathered and lined up, gripping their staffs tightly.

(End of this chapter)