Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

Meanwhile, Serafina stood alone before the altar of the Silver Moon Heart, her fingertips about to touch the crystal that shimmered with silvery moonlight—

But just a second before it was touched, the entire altar suddenly trembled!

Without warning, the Silver Moon Heart burst forth with a blinding white light, and the liquid galaxy inside began to surge wildly, with countless tiny starlight fragments splashing wildly in all directions!

"What's going on?!"

Serafina's pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively took a half step back.

This sacred object, which has accompanied the Silver Moon Dragon Clan for hundreds of thousands of years, has never exhibited such violent fluctuations before!

The light of the Silver Moon Heart grew brighter and brighter, almost engulfing the entire altar.

The light carried an emotion she had never felt before—was it sadness? Resonance? Or some kind of violent tremor she couldn't comprehend?

Serafina raised her hand to shield her eyes from the blinding light, her silvery eyes reflecting the wildly surging moonlight, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.

What made her even more uneasy was—

A sharp pain suddenly shot through her chest.

It was as if something important was slowly disappearing from her world.

"Why...why does it hurt?"

Serafina clutched her chest, her silvery-white eyes filled with confusion and panic.

She had lived for tens of thousands of years, experienced countless battles, and witnessed countless life-and-death separations, but she had never felt anything like this before.

It felt as if someone was bearing some immense pain for her.

But she knew nothing about it.

The light of the Silver Moon Heart continued to surge wildly, and the galaxy flowing within seemed to be drawn by some force, constantly surging in one direction—

That direction leads to the Evernight Mountains.

Serafina looked at the restless relic, and her unease grew stronger.

"...What exactly are you trying to tell me?"

She asked softly, but the Silver Moon Heart gave no written guidance, only continued to tremble violently, like a heart that was crying.

Serafina was silent for a moment, then turned and strode out of the altar.

She is going to the Night Dragon's Nest.

She had a strong premonition that if she didn't go now, she might lose someone important to her forever.

……

At the same moment, deep within the Azure City beneath the deep sea, in the heart of the Water Dragon Clan's sacred temple.

Wendina was suddenly awakened from her sleep.

She sat up, her long, light blue hair scattered on the pillow, her azure eyes still lingering with sleepiness and a hint of confusion.

She raised her hand and touched her cheek, finding it damp.

She was crying.

But she didn't know why she was crying.

"strangeness……"

She murmured softly, a hint of confusion appearing in her azure eyes.

She got out of bed, her bare feet touching the cool crystal floor, and walked to the window, gazing at the deep blue sea and the schools of fish swimming leisurely outside.

A dull, aching pain came from my chest.

Wendina gently pressed her hand to her chest, a thoughtful look appearing in her azure eyes.

She has lived for thousands of years and witnessed too many life-and-death separations, and has long been accustomed to wrapping herself in gentleness and indifference.

But at this moment, the inexplicable pain made her feel a long-lost sense of panic.

"...What exactly happened?"

She subconsciously turned her head to look at the painting on the wall—a boy standing on the city wall of the Azure City, the sunset gilding his silhouette, his smile bright and carefree.

Wendina smiled gently, looking at the boy: "Luo Ye, baby, did you miss me?"

She then shifted her gaze to the distance, looking in the direction Ignis had left, and whispered, "Sister, please."

After saying that, she hugged the doll that Luo Ye had made for her even tighter and fell asleep again.

On the other side, the night wind howled and the sea of ​​clouds surged.

A massive, crimson dragon shadow streaked across the sky like a burning meteor, hurtling at full speed toward Silvermoon Peak and the Eternal Night Mountains.

Ignis had been flying for two days and two nights straight. Every flap of her dragon wings created scorching waves of air, turning the clouds she passed into a dazzling display of fire.

However, at that moment—

A sudden pain shot through her heart!

It was a sharp pain that went deep into her bones, as if something had ripped into her heart!

Ignis's massive dragon body trembled violently, and the rhythm of her wings flapping was momentarily off-beat, almost causing her to lose her balance and fall from the sky.

"What's going on?!"

She gritted her teeth to steady herself, her scarlet vertical pupils churning with shock, doubt, and pain.

The source of that pain was the spot on her Achilles' heel.

That scale she had personally plucked and given to that bastard human—

It's throbbing slightly right now.

The dragon's reverse scale is a supreme treasure connected to its origin, capable of sensing the holder's state and emotions.

The fact that his sore spot is aroused means that bastard is currently in an extremely dangerous situation!

Ignis's heart clenched suddenly.

"Damn it... what are you doing?!"

She gritted her teeth, forcibly suppressing the pain in her heart. The frequency of the dragon wings' trembling suddenly increased several times, and the speed soared again!

Crimson flames raged around her, turning half the sky a blood red.

She gazed at the approaching mountain range, her crimson vertical pupils flashing with unwavering determination.

"You bastard, you just wait."

"If anything happens to you, I'll burn your body to ashes and scatter them into the volcano's crater!"

"So you better stay alive!"

Her voice carried its usual irritability and ferocity, but deep within her scarlet vertical pupils lay a trace of fear.

She is afraid.

I was afraid that by the time I arrived, it would be too late.

Three threads of destiny are converging in the same direction.

Meanwhile, Luo Ye, who was at the center of the storm, was embracing the dragon he had redeemed, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

A dark purple light flowed slowly through the secret chamber, like a gentle underground river, enveloping the man and the dragon in soft light.

Eluvia felt like she was having a very, very long dream.

In her dream, she was enveloped in a warm, dark purple light, as if she were soaking in the deepest hot spring in a dragon's nest. Every scale on her body was stretching, breathing, and greedily absorbing some kind of incredibly abundant power.

That power flowed through my veins, cleansing every inch of my bones and muscles, gently reshaping something—

She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she felt as if something that had been entangled with her for a very long time was being untied, peeled away, and melted away little by little.

Then she heard someone calling her.

The voice was soft and gentle, as if it drifted from a very, very far place, through layers of clouds and mist, yet it inexplicably softened her heart.

"Elvia, you must live well from now on."

"I will continue to live, including my share."

That voice was so familiar—it was the voice of that stupid dragon knight.

But why did he sound so tired? It was as if he was explaining something very important, or as if he was saying goodbye.

She wanted to speak to him, to reach out and grab him, but her body wouldn't obey her commands; she couldn't even lift her eyelids. Only the tip of her tail flicked anxiously in the darkness, futilely trying to entangle something.

do not go.

do not leave Me.

You promised me you would always be there for me.

Endless panic and grievances trapped her consciousness until the last trace of hearing completely disappeared, and her consciousness sank into the warm darkness once more, falling into a deep sleep.