Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 372 Speculation

"This world in the book is very strange..." Klein muttered to himself. He was able to materialize fairy tale books in the illusion world because of the illusion world's authority, which allowed him to use the illusion world's primordial power.

However, there is nothing similar in this book at present; the only clue is the emblem related to the dragon race.

"I remember there was an ancient god in the Second Age called 'The Imaginary Dragon,' could that be related to this book?"

It's quite possible, after all, the protagonist of this story is a giant and the villain is a dragon, which is closely related to that era.

"Roar!" The roar of the dragon "King of the North" interrupted Klein's thoughts.

A frenzied and violent power erupted from the enormous dragon's body, affecting even Klein's current paper angel form.

The armor plates, formed from condensed ice crystals and bearing strange patterns, are dark in color, with dragon eyes that seem to sweep away all storms, and ferocious, terrifying bone wings covering the skin...

Real dragons are countless times more terrifying than those described in ancient texts.

The giant Grosser stood at the forefront, kneeling on one knee, leaning forward, and planted his massive sword, as big as a door panel, into the ground.

A dawn-like light shone forth, protecting him and his teammates within it.

"Attack!" A passionate and uplifting female voice rang out, and lightning flashed!

In addition, the rest of the team also attacked the dragon.

"Ice and snow are prohibited here! Violators will be punished!"

A force as regular as a rule descended upon this ice and snow, causing it to freeze for a moment, and noticeable cracks appeared on the ice crystal armor plates on the dragon's body.

"God said, it works!" The power of judgment and punishment doubled out of nowhere!

"This is already a very strong team configuration, with a level equivalent to Sequence 5."

"But this dragon is clearly abnormal; it doesn't have any demigods, yet it's very troublesome."

Because dragons are mad, they probably possess more than one characteristic within them, and the combination of these characteristics makes them both incredibly insane and incredibly powerful.

"Hey, newbie, aren't you going to come down and help us? If we kill this dragon, we can leave this world!"

This was the last person who did not participate in the battle. He was a nobleman from the Fourth Age, who had entered this world more than a thousand years ago.

Clearly, this squad had already spotted Klein when he arrived.

Klein thought for a moment and decided to kill the dragon first. Wasn't the reason he brought the Scepter of the Sea God in here for this moment?

"Get out of the way," Klein hissed, raising the Scepter of the Sea God.

Upon hearing this, everyone else felt a profound sense of fear and instinctively retreated.

Even the giant dragon, the King of the North, let out a low growl and tried to flee.

With a slight turn of the scepter in Klein's hand, a tornado more terrifying than a blizzard appeared in this world, directly engulfing the fleeing King of the North.

"Roar!" The dragon's terrifying roar was somewhat distorted by the gale. Grosser and the others looked up and were even more shocked to see the King of the North, whom they had fought countless times, being easily crushed.

"It's the 'Storm' pathway, Sequence Three, 'Neptune'!"

The elven singer, Shatas, from the squad exclaimed excitedly.

She once served the Elf Queen and held a high position among the elves, possessing sufficient knowledge of the "Storm" pathway.

"What's so great about it? It's just relying on magical items!" muttered Viscount Mobert, a fourth-century nobleman influenced by the asymmetrical style.

"Ha, such a big mouth? If you're so capable, call your great-grandfather out!" Shatas is a typical "storm" personality type, easily angered.

"I... I've prayed many times, but the old man probably can't hear me, otherwise he would have come to save me long ago." Mobert shrank his neck.

"I wonder what's going on outside..." the soldier suddenly sighed.

The faces of the group were also somewhat somber.

Meanwhile, Klein, who was fighting the dragon, was already riding the wind and had arrived a hundred meters away from the dragon. He stretched out his hand, and the causal lines and spiritual lines combined to act on the dragon.

"Roar... Roar..." The dragon's frantic roar suddenly stopped, and Klein, who was also controlling such a terrifyingly large puppet that was comparable to a demigod for the first time, was finding it somewhat difficult.

"Blizzard!" Klein actually heard a word from the dragon's mouth, which meant that the dragon was not entirely without reason.

Dragon language is also a language that can communicate with mysterious forces. After this word was spoken, a terrifying blizzard was generated out of thin air, and hailstones the size of tables and chairs condensed in the air, bursting out with terrifying power under the impetus of tornadoes.

This dragon isn't crazy at all; it even knows how to use its own strength!

Klein became much more cautious, and once again lightly tapped the Scepter of the Sea God. Blazing lightning bolts swirled around Klein's body, gradually merging with the tornado.

Lightning Storm!

The signature lightning illuminated the entire world, and Shatas and the others could not withstand the terrifying residual power of the lightning and had to retreat continuously.

The lightning raged for a full ten seconds, and with this lightning, Klein had already interrupted the Northern King's resistance and swept away the hail.

At the same time, he had already ridden the wind to the top of the ferocious dragon head of the Northern King.

The dragon suffered greatly in the lightning storm; its entire body was crackling with tiny arcs of electricity, and its ice-crystal scales were shattered and seeping with dragon blood.

If Klein hadn't held back, the dragon would already be ashes.

"One more time!" Klein manipulated the spirit threads again, and this time it went smoothly; the King of the North offered no further resistance.

Klein has acquired a giant dragon marionette!

Klein couldn't contain his excitement. With a gentle wave of his hand, the shattered scales on the dragon's body flew back and repaired the dragon's wounds.

"Roar!" Klein controlled the dragon, stopping the raging blizzard that was sweeping across the world.

"Being able to be a dragon knight even once is not bad." Klein stood on the dragon's head, holding the Scepter of the Sea God, secretly controlling the dragon to slowly descend.

"Hello, my name is John Constantine." Klein jumped down from the dragon's head and landed in front of the team.

"This dragon..." The battle was changing too fast for Grosser to understand. He scratched his head and asked somewhat embarrassedly.

"Is it a Mystic Puppet? You're an Extraordinary being of the 'Diviner' pathway?" Mobert was quite familiar with adjacent pathways, and he understood as soon as he saw the obedient dragon standing behind Klein.

"To actually possess a dragon puppet..." Mobert was very envious, something that could be boasted about for a lifetime in the noble circles of the Fourth Age.

"Yes," Klein nodded slightly, but before he could say anything, some strange patterns suddenly appeared on the King of the North's body.

(End of this chapter)