Evil Red Dragon

"You monster! You madman! You can't do this to me! No! Come back!"

Cinsera watched helplessly as the little cuties were peeled away bit by bit, and she couldn't do anything about it.

This is tantamount to inflicting the cruelest torture on her.

The second truck was also taken away, and a corner of Jinshan had clearly collapsed.

That empty corner seemed to grow larger and larger in Cinsella's eyes... as if her heart had been ripped out along with it.

Elena stopped talking and just watched quietly.

She accurately grasped Cinsella's weakness.

This was a fatal blow to the dragons' greedy nature.

Here, having control over resource allocation, she can easily and repeatedly trample on Cinsella's psychological defenses until Cinsella breaks down.

Only the sounds of hauling and Cinsera's sobs remained in the mine.

The third car, the fourth car... Jinshan visibly shrank.

When another red crystal, the size of a fist, was lifted onto the cart, Cinsera finally broke down.

She stopped frantically ramming the barrier, slumped down dejectedly, her vertical pupils dim, staring intently at the red crystal that was being transported away, until it disappeared at the exit.

"Stop—stop!"

Elena raised her hand, and everyone took a few steps back.

Only Cinsera's heavy breathing remained inside the mine.

After a long silence, Cinsera raised her head, stared intently at Elena, and spat out each word through clenched teeth:

"I...will cooperate."

Elena's lips curled up slightly.

She won.

"very good."

Elena waved, signaling the soldiers to push the cart they had just moved out back in:

"Put everything back where it belongs, not a single gold coin or gem is to be missing."

The soldiers silently carried the gold coins and gems that had been taken out back and put them away properly.

The clinking of gold coins and the soft tinkling of jewels filled Cinsera with joy once more.

When Jinshan was completely restored to its original state, Elena slowly spoke:

"Everyone, step back."

The soldiers saluted and withdrew, and the mine fell silent once more.

Cinsera remained lying there, looking at Elena with a complicated expression.

She finally realized that this seemingly gentle human had a terrifying desire for control hidden deep down.

Elena walked to the gold mine and casually leaned against a pile of gold coins:

"Remember this feeling, Cinsera. Get ready, Helena will be here soon to set up the ceremony. I hope this is the first and last time you'll need to be persuaded."

"And you know what?"

She gently stroked the cold gold coins beside her:

"Helena once gave me a suggestion: since you've already controlled me with the Dragon Binding Array, why not just turn you into a blood slave?"

Cinsera's pupils suddenly contracted.

"By extracting a certain amount of dragon blood every day and combining it with specific alchemical potions, I can not only accelerate the purification of my bloodline, but also create potent bloodline potions to enhance the strength of the Knights."

"The red dragon has extremely strong vitality. As long as the amount extracted is controlled, you can live for decades or even longer, which is enough for me to complete all my plans."

Cinsera's tail scales stood on end; she could imagine how terrifying that scene would be.

Imprisoned within the magic circle, their blood was drained day after day until their life force was completely exhausted...

"But I refused."

Elena rose and walked towards Cinsella, stopping in front of her and bending down to look directly into her eyes:

"I chose to give you respect, wealth, and the opportunity to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, rather than turn you into a living blood bank."

"But you must understand, Cinsera."

Her voice suddenly turned cold:

"This decision is not immutable. If you continue to treat me like a fool you can use, if you are never truly willing to stand with me..."

Elena reached out and slapped Cinsella hard on the forehead:

"Then Helena's suggestion will be my final choice."

A bone-chilling cold rose up from Cinsella's spine.

At that moment, she truly understood that all of Elena's previous gentleness and tolerance were based on her willingness to cooperate.

Once this premise disappears, a fate more terrible than death awaits her.

"The blood pact binds us together, Cinsera."

Elena withdrew her hand, her tone returning to calm:

"This is both a constraint and a guarantee. As long as you don't betray me or try to hurt me, we will always be the closest partners."

"Wealth, power, glory—may make you the most prestigious red dragon in the history of Carando."

"But if you choose another path..."

Elena didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was crystal clear.

Cinsela remained silent for a long time.

Finally, she slowly lowered her head: "I understand."

This was her first real surrender.

Before long, Helena entered with several maids.

They were pushing several small carts loaded with magical materials, which were piled high with all sorts of bottles, jars, and magical tools.

"Oh? It seems our little darling has finally come to her senses?"

Helena joked.

Cinsella snorted coldly. She couldn't be bothered with this woman. If it weren't for this guy, she probably would already be... uh...

She shook her head violently; it was all this guy's fault anyway.

Elena glanced at Cinsella but didn't expose her.

"Let's start setting up."

Helena immediately directed the maids to begin their work.

She cleared a space in the mine and drew a complex magic circle.

The maids carefully poured bottles of priceless magic potions into specific slots.

Helena wasn't so particular; she was simply captivated by Elena's collection.

That damn rich bastard just casually produced a rare treasure she'd never seen before in her life.

Release the Moon Essence Essence, which costs 10,000 gold coins per gram!

Keep releasing the Sun Tear for 40,000 gold coins!

The Bloodline Secret Wine, worth five thousand gold coins per serving, was all spilled!

……

Hehehe~~~

So this is what it feels like to squander money recklessly.

Just as Helena was feeling secretly pleased, a splash of emerald green caught her eye and she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Oh oh oh!!!

What is this?!

The legendary water of life, said to be able to fully revive someone with just one drop!?

There are two drops here!

Helena clutched the water of life tightly, her heart clenching.

This stuff, you couldn't buy even a single drop of it if you sold her!

Your Highness, you should have told me you were so rich! Would you have thought I could be your lackey?

The preparations lasted a full 32 hours and consumed nearly three million gold coins worth of magical materials.

Helena and Cinsela looked so pitiful.

But this also made Cinsera even more aware that Elena was truly rich!

When the last magic crystal was embedded in the center of the magic circle, the magic circle began to operate on its own, with magic flowing between the lines and emitting a low hum.

Helena stepped back to the edge, stretched out her hands, and said respectfully:

"Please, both of you."

Elena walked to the center of the magic circle and sat down cross-legged.

Sincera slowly followed the instructions, lying down at the other end of the magic circle and extending one of her front paws toward the blood groove in the center.

Helena checked every step again, and after confirming that everything was in order, she dismissed the maids.

"The ceremony begins! Cinsera, release the dragon's blood."

Cinsela reluctantly slit her forearm.

Dragon blood gushed out and dripped into the blood tank.

The moment the blood fell into the blood tank, the magic circle suddenly turned a blinding crimson.

Helena immediately began to guide the discussion.

The dragon blood essence in the blood tank was extracted and turned into wisps of blood mist that flowed toward Elena.

"Elena, prepare to receive!"

The moment the blood mist touched Elena, her body began to tremble violently, the dragon scales on her forehead became more prominent, and began to spread to her cheeks and neck.

Every wisp of dragon blood essence that enters her body will react violently with the half-dragon bloodline.

Two bloodlines, though of the same origin, are different in nature and devour, merge, and recombine with each other.

Each reorganization removes impurities, making her bloodline closer to that of a pure-blooded red dragon.

The whole process was extremely painful.

It felt like someone was stirring her blood vessels with red-hot pliers, or like someone was hammering her bones inch by inch, and then piecing them back together little by little.

Her clothes vanished instantly in the high temperature, and her skin turned an unnatural dark red.

Cinsyra's condition was also poor.

The continuous blood loss made her feel weak; her scales became dull, and her breathing became heavy.

Through the blood pact, she could clearly feel Elena's pain.

This pain also affected her physically, making her suffer even more.

"We can't stop..."

Cinsela muttered to herself.

If the ceremony is interrupted now, not only will it fail, but Elena will also be severely injured due to the bloodline conflict.

If one end of the blood pact is damaged, she herself will certainly not fare well.

Time slipped away amidst the pain.

By the end of the third day, Elena was completely exhausted.

Her naked body was covered in dragon scales, which spread from her forehead to her chest, arms... until they covered her entire body.

Her eyes also turned into the same golden vertical pupils as Cinsera's.

Cinsela, on the other hand, was so weak that she fell into a semi-comatose state.

"It's the final stage."

Helena's face was also very pale.

Maintaining such a massive magic array for two consecutive days also took a huge toll on her.

"Elena, now you need to actively guide the dragon blood essence within your body to fully merge with your own bloodline."

She passed Elena a bottle of crimson potion:

"Drink it. This is a catalyst extracted from dragon's heart blood, which can accelerate the fusion process."

Elena tremblingly caught the potion and drank it all in one gulp.

Dragon blood boiled, surging into her body with even greater ferocity.

"ah--!"

Elena couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

A pair of dragon wings emerged from her shoulder blades.

Her hands also began to deform, her nails becoming sharp, like the rudiments of a dragon's claw.

"It's a success!"

A look of surprise flashed in Helena's eyes:

"Bloodline purification has begun!"

But Elena's pain also reached its peak.

Every inch of her flesh and every bone was being torn apart and reassembled.

The pain almost made her faint.

In the darkness, she vaguely heard again: ...

Bastard...bastard...bastard...

The scales on your head are disgusting...

You monster...you're a monster!

A series of distorted faces flashed by—mockery, humiliation, isolation… until the mother appeared.

"Mother……"

Elena instinctively reached out her half-dragon arm, trying to grab her mother's hand.

But as always, her mother turned and left, without a hug, without comfort, without anything.

Mother……

Why don't even you want me?

Why?

Why!

Why?!

Elena's roar echoed in the pit, bloodshot veins spread in her vertical pupils, and her dragon scales rippled violently.

"I'm not a monster!!!"

In reality, Elena suddenly threw her head back and let out a roar that sounded inhuman:

"You will all die!"

The changes in her suddenly accelerated.

The dragon wings on its shoulder blades suddenly unfolded, with a wingspan of nearly four meters. The wing membranes were tough, the skeleton was strong, and its hands completely transformed into dragon claws.

Impurities in her blood were expelled in large quantities, turning into a layer of dark red filth that seeped from her pores and was then evaporated by the high temperature.

The power of the red dragon began to flow through her body.

Her aura surged dramatically, quickly breaking through the bottleneck of the peak of level four and moving towards the stable level five.

Helena stared intently at Elena, her forehead beaded with sweat.

"It's done! Bloodline purification complete! Elena, guard your mind and complete the final cycle!"

Elena could no longer hear what Helena was saying; her entire mind was absorbed in the newfound power.

That power was immense, wild, and destructive, yet it was inextricably linked to her own will.

The ceremony lasted for another half day.

As the light of the magic circle gradually dimmed, and the last trace of dragon blood essence was completely absorbed and fused by Elena, everything slowly calmed down.

Elena slowly opened her eyes, her wings flapping slightly, creating a scorching breeze.

A pair of dragon claws that combine strength and beauty; even a light grip can reveal their terrifying power.

She succeeded.

Not only did she successfully advance to the fifth level of Dragon Vein Sorcerer, but more importantly, the purity of her bloodline was dramatically improved, and her body underwent a significant dragonification.

She will have no obstacles in her future journey to higher levels.

"Congratulations, the ceremony was a great success."

Helena offered her congratulations, looking exhausted.

Elena slowly stood up, her dragon wings folding behind her.

With a thought, the dragon scales, wings, and claws on his body quickly retracted into his body, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to human form, only his skin became whiter and more delicate, and a wisp of golden light was hidden deep in his eyes.

The ability to freely control the dragon transformation traits is another function after bloodline purification.

She no longer needed to fake the necklace.

Elena walked naked to Cinsella's side.

Red Dragon remained lying there, eyes closed, breathing weakly. The wound on his forearm had healed, but the weakness caused by excessive blood loss was real.

Elena crouched down, reached out, and gently stroked Cinsella's head.

This time, Cinsera only twitched her eyelids; she didn't flinch.

"Thanks a lot."

Elena's voice was soft and sincere:

"Get some rest. From today onwards, our journey together truly begins."

Cinsela didn't respond, but she exhaled a small puff of hot air from her nostrils, which was considered as if she had heard.

Elena turned to Helena and asked:

"What should we do next to help her recover as quickly as possible?"

"The best supplements are food and sleep, and flesh and blood rich in magic are the most effective."

Helena replied without blinking:

"I've already instructed Isha to prepare, gathering the highest-grade monster meat from our inventory and surrounding hunting grounds. In addition, I'll prepare some mild tonics to aid her recovery."

Tsk—that figure… could it be that dragon blood has this effect?

Under Helena's regretful gaze, Elena took out her clothes again and put them back on, and the beautiful scenery disappeared.

"Alright, I've just broken through and need time to consolidate my strength. Isa will temporarily take charge of Graystone Town. We'll discuss the next steps once Cinsera and I have recovered."

"clear."

Helena replied.

She also knew that consolidating the gains was the best course of action now.

Elena took one last look at Cinsera before leaving the mine.

The snow was still falling outside. She stepped barefoot into the swirling snow, the cold wind brushing against her skin.

She slowly raised her head and looked up at the leaden sky.

Snowflakes landed on my shoulders, turning into wisps of white smoke.

"What a heavy snowfall!"