I became a dragon in hell.

The incorruptible female corpse was in an even more bizarre state than before; her long, blood-red hair was actually flowing with crimson blood.

The young dragon Diding was soaking in the River Styx. Given how cowardly this young dragon was, he would never come out of the River Styx unless he left.

It has to be said that the young dragon Didin is giving him more and more surprises, and he is increasingly eager to study this young dragon.

The dragon soul and dragon body are of great research value.

After a brief moment of disappointment, Lich Brian looked at Distin as if he were a rare treasure.

"Young Dragon, I think there's been some misunderstanding between us, like what you said before about 'wanting to possess you.' I swear, I've never had that thought."

At this point, the lich Bryan's scythe turned into black smoke and dissipated. He floated down from the sky to the banks of the River Styx, looked at Distin, and grinned, "Dragons live much longer than other races, but I am a lich, and I can live for a very, very long time, long enough to outlive several generations of dragons."

Some of you dragons, when their lifespan comes to an end, will transform yourself into a lich dragon or a bone dragon in order to achieve immortality.

In this situation, why would I, who already possess an infinite lifespan, want to possess the body of an immortal being?

"....."

As Diding lay on his back in the River Styx, he suddenly felt that what the Lich Brian said seemed to make some sense. Could it be that he had a preconceived notion and misunderstood the Lich Brian?

No, no, no, there was no misunderstanding. When he first met the Lich Brian, he did indeed sense malice emanating from him.

That's absolutely true.

Distin's vertical pupils revealed a look of vigilance. This old lich, who had lived for an unknown amount of time, was using his rich experience, ability to judge people, and wisdom accumulated over the years to patiently guide him.

"You mean...you never had any ill intentions towards me?"

"I don't know if wanting to cultivate your heart... counts as having bad intentions."

"Oh, so you mean... you were just messing with me when you chased me with your scythe, sending your loyal corpses, skeletons, and ghosts after me?"

"That's because you angered me. You shouldn't have forgotten those messy, weird undead you threw into my territory when you were still a fledgling dragon, right?"

They destroyed far too many buildings in my territory, and even ruined so much of my hard work. I sent my men to hunt you down... simply to capture you and teach you a lesson, not to kill you.

At this moment, Lich Brian resembled a kind old man chatting with his unruly children.

For a fleeting moment, the lich Brian in Destin's eyes did indeed transform into a kind, white-haired old man with a gentle smile and a pure white mage's robe.

Illusion.

When the lich Brann communicated with him, he also used illusion magic.

It's still the kind of illusion that uses language to create a persona that fits their image, making them appear as they've imagined in their mind.

Old, shady stuff...

The longer you live, the more techniques you master.

He could cast illusions with words, which meant he had never truly believed in this old scoundrel.

If it were Sophia, the white-haired princess from the human world, she would have had her heart and lungs ripped out by that cunning lich Brian long ago...

"How about this, you sign a contract with me, a family contract, and you become my family member. Then I'll believe you want to train me and have no ill intentions towards me."

A look of astonishment appeared in the Lich Brian's crimson eyes. His illusion and hypnosis spells had no effect on this young dragon.

His gaze fell upon the River Styx.

Soaking in the River Styx—could it possibly temper the dragon soul and spiritual power of the young dragon, Didin?

He had studied the River Styx and had even controlled a corpse to enter it. However, as soon as the corpse's feet stepped into the river, it was dragged in by the vengeful spirits and ghosts within, becoming part of the River Styx.

"To become your dependent?"

"right."

"If you're willing to let me study this, I wouldn't mind signing a family contract with you."

"Haha, I was just kidding. Even if you were willing to sign a bond with me, I wouldn't believe you. The only way I can trust you is if my strength surpasses yours and I can easily crush you."

You have lived a long life, are cunning, knowledgeable, and experienced. Even if you sign a kinship contract, I cannot guarantee that you will truly follow me.

"....."

Lich Brian wanted to take out his bone staff and give the young dragon soaking in the River Styx a good whack; the dragon's cautiousness was infuriating.

"Young dragon, caution is a good thing. But being too cautious is not a good thing, because over time, it will cause you to distrust everyone, including those who follow you."

"How about this? You hand over your immortal body to me and sign a kinship contract with me. Then I'll believe you don't want to possess me or have any intention of harming me."

The Lich Brian sighed, and the Soul Reaper's Scythe that he had sheathed reappeared in his hand.

Instead of attacking Diding with the Soul-Snatching Scythe, he dipped it into the River Styx and swung it around a few times. When he retrieved the scythe, it was gone...

"Young dragon, you are too daring. I advise you not to bathe in the River Styx so often. The River Styx is far more dangerous than you imagine. If you don't listen to my advice, you will become a part of the River Styx sooner or later."

The Lich Brian threw the handle of his staff into the River Styx, where it turned into a wisp of black smoke that drifted into the crimson sky. "When that time comes, I may not be able to save you."

If you ever feel something is wrong with yourself, you can come to the Crimson Bone Tower to find me. I will then prove to you with my actions that I have no intention of harming you.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black smoke that the Lich Brian had transformed into completely disappeared.

Lying on his back in the River Styx, Diding swam to where the armored female corpse stood, turned over, and walked towards the shore.

He didn't take the lich Bryan's final warning to heart.

Even if the River Styx harbors dangers he hasn't yet discovered, he can't possibly leave such a useful body-tempering and soul-refining technique unused.

The River Styx is dangerous, but it won't kill him in the short term.

The lich Brian may seem to want to reconcile with him, but in reality, once the lich finds an opportunity, he will not hesitate to capture him and imprison him in his blood-red bone tower.

This old lich not only studied the undead, but also performed surgery on them and modified them.

Besides the Lich King Brann, the Undead Dragon King, also a lord, was secretly watching him.

There is also the headless horseman.

The headless horseman wanted to ride a dragon.

Once ashore, Destin suddenly turned and plunged back into the River Styx, where he had just seen a large red dress at the bottom.

Upon reaching the bottom of the River Styx, Diding used his dragon claws to grab the bright red dress, floated to the surface, then walked ashore, grabbed his childhood sweetheart whose hair was still dripping crimson blood, and flapped his wings to fly back to his territory.

He planned to give the long red dress he had retrieved from the River Styx to the diamond skeleton soldier Caroline.