I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Linor trembled with rage, her long, pointed ears stood up, and her eyes, which had previously held a hint of timidity, now blazed with fury.

She clenched her fists, her voice rising slightly in frustration: "Of course you can."

"Humans can reproduce with the Long-Eared Clan, but they cannot reproduce with the Moon-Dwelling Clan or the Elf Clan."

"Compared to those guys who live deep in the forest, the long-eared tribe also has its own culture and customs, and is not an appendage of those guys."

Puse nodded: "Oh, okay."

His massive head tilted lazily, and the fleeting curiosity in his vertical pupils vanished completely, as if he had heard something trivial.

He didn't even glance at Linor again, his attention drifting back to Caleb, his tone casual and almost perfunctory: "A trick involving mixed bloodlines is not worth mentioning."

"Compared to that, what about the Holy Radiance and Crimson Empires you mentioned earlier... how many legendary powerhouses reside within them?"

Caleb shook his head: "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Puse rebuked. "What about the Crimson Empire? As an enemy, shouldn't you at least know the legendary information about your enemy?"

The middle-aged captain silently recalled, "I'm just a low-level professional. Although I'm an Elijah and half werewolf, even if I encountered a legendary powerhouse from the Crimson Empire, they certainly wouldn't pay me any attention."

"Legends...that's too far away. Compared to them, I'm just an ant that could die at any moment."

"Elia and the Crimson Empire have little contact to begin with, this is not information that someone of my level should be inquiring about, let alone making a special effort to find out."

Oh, I understand. Since we are too weak, why worry unnecessarily?

Elijah is about to fall. A knightly order from the Crimson Empire suddenly appeared by the roadside, but they certainly weren't there to capture me.

"Then let me ask you, what about Elijah? Surely there are some legendary powerhouses among Elijah's people?"

Unlike dragons, humans do not ascend to legendary status in their prime or later years.

However, thanks to the advantage of a large population, miracles can happen, and those short-lived geniuses can shine in human society for hundreds of years.

If one could possess the magic to prolong life, then achieving immortality would not be a pipe dream. It's not uncommon for people to receive divine blessings or directly transform into liches, whose lifespans could reach hundreds or thousands of years, or even become immortal.

"Probably? He should be a legend." Captain Caleb replied, "The Great Sage Cedric Kruger should be a legendary figure..."

He paused there, making Puse somewhat impatient.

Why don't you continue?

"I don't know!" Captain Caleb replied. "I've heard that the Great Sage once tried to break through to the Legendary level, but I don't know anything else."

"I only heard this news by chance when I was young. More than ten years have passed, and I would never inquire about such things."

Caleb opened his mouth, still trying to explain under the pressure of the dragon, when a suppressed groan suddenly came from behind him.

He turned around abruptly and saw Linor's body sway, her eyes, which had been staring at the dragon, now covered with a layer of murky red mist.

Its long, pointed ears drooped down, and all its strength seemed to have been drained away in an instant. It collapsed limply to the ground, where it was caught by Stefan.

Caleb's gaze swept quickly across the two moons hanging in the sky, their silver and blood-red light intertwining and scattering.

His tone held a hint of desperate pleading: "Lord Blue Dragon, could you allow us to take refuge in the shadows over there for the time being?"

He raised his paw and pointed to the shadowy patch of grassland not far away, where the moonlight was completely blocked, leaving only a deep blackness.

"For us intelligent beings with spirits, moonlight will constantly suppress our consciousness. If we stay for too long, we will fall into 'blood frenzy' or 'moon frenzy' and gradually lose our reason."

Linor, who was behind him, nodded in agreement, her long, pointed ears twitching uneasily, her earlier anger replaced by instinctive anxiety.

"Under the moonlight... it keeps us on edge. If we stay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."

Arya was unable to speak at all. Stefan, as a warrior, was still holding on, but he was about to give up.

Pusser was speechless at the fragility of these humans, and looked up at the two moons in the night sky.

Although facing these two moons, which are different from those of the previous life, a sense of indescribable loneliness arises in one's heart.

But Blood Frenzy? Moon Frenzy?

Do such things exist?

While practicing the [Starlight Magic Hammer Forging Technique], I could stay outside the cave for an entire night without ever feeling any irritability.

"Alright, weak humans."

"Since you've been so cooperative, I'll grant you permission to move with your companions to a place where there's no moonlight."

Caleb, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, almost staggered as he turned around and reached out to support the swaying Linor.

The girl's fingertips were icy cold, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes, veiled in red mist, began to lose focus, and she whimpered unconsciously.

Stefan gritted his teeth, hoisted the limp woman and Aria onto his back, and the group stumbled and rushed toward the shadows, all of them lying on the ground.

Seeing their disheveled state, Puse pointed at the people on the ground with her paw, offering a timely reminder.

"This guy is still alive. If you don't want your partner to die, you'd better move him to a place without moonlight."

"Who?" Stefan screamed and rushed to check. "Oh, Marcus, the guy's still alive!"

"Wait, oh no, he's been poisoned."

Caleb followed behind and saw Marcus huddled at the edge of the moonlight, his face as pale as paper, but his lips had an eerie bluish-black tinge.

"We were in the middle of a battle just now, and I saw a cloud of miasma hit his back. This is probably going to be troublesome."

Although they brought medicine, Marcus looked severely poisoned, and they didn't know if he could be saved. They could only do their best to treat him.

Stefan had already nimbly gathered a pile of dry branches from the depths of the shadows and started striking them with a flint.

A spark landed on the dry grass clippings, and a tiny flame suddenly ignited.

He added a few more thin branches, and the firelight gradually brightened, casting flickering light on the faces of the group.

Arya regained some strength, rummaged through her bag and pulled out a small ceramic bottle, poured out a few grayish-brown antidote pills, and handed them to Caleb.

"This is a standard antidote kept on the border of Elijah; I don't know if it's effective."

Caleb had no other choice. He pried open Marcus's jaw, stuffed the pill in, tore off a piece of his own clothing, dipped it in some water, and fed it to Marcus little by little.

Marcus's bluish-black color faded visibly, and he let out a weak groan as his fingers twitched slightly.

"It worked!" Stefan's tense face finally relaxed a little.

He added a thick log to the fire, sparks crackling. "If we can just make it through tonight, we can get back to our last supply depot when it gets light."

Poseidon crouched outside the shadows, his massive head resting on his paws, casually watching the few people bustling around the fire.

The warmth of the flames seemed to dispel some of the chill of the moonlight, and these tiny figures huddled together in the firelight like a group of ants seeking warmth.

Suddenly feeling a bit bored, Puse flicked its tail, making a rustling sound as it swept across the ground.

He had to interrupt these humans' delusions: "Weak humans, have you forgotten your current predicament?"

"Your lives are now in my hands. If I weren't worried you might escape at any moment, I would have thrown you into the mines already."

"If you want to survive, at least give me a reason to live!"