Evil Red Dragon

The bag was stuffed full, with piles of gold coins and various gems scattered among it, and magical items and scrolls crammed into the corner.

Now is the time for these little cuties to shine.

He pulled out the Life Bracelet, put it on his finger, and infused it with magic to activate the constant healing spell on the bracelet.

Life energy slowly seeped out, guided by Alecto to flow into the magic corridor. Wherever it passed, the meridians were torn apart due to the forced circulation, causing waves of tingling and itching sensations.

The crack stopped spreading and began to heal slowly.

Alector glanced at the speed and made a rough estimate in his mind.

At this rate, the Magic Corridor will be fully restored in just six months. That's wonderful...

What a load of rubbish! We don't even have half a day left!

Helena could come at any moment, and if he doesn't recover quickly, he'll really become a woman's toy.

As for Helena's claim of becoming partners, Alecto didn't believe a word of it.

Humans are the chopping board, I am the fish. I don't even know when my will will be erased and I will be turned into a puppet. Damn it!

Alecto rummaged through his pouch again and quickly found a large stack of magic scrolls.

Healing, protective, offensive... there are many high-quality items among them. Tearing off any one of them can unleash a considerable magical effect in a short time.

Alecto paused for a moment on the scroll that emitted a pale green glow.

The Level 5 Life Praise Scroll can unleash a wide-area healing spell, granting targets within the area powerful life regeneration abilities...

But the next moment, he gave up.

It cannot be used here.

The moment the scroll is activated, the magical fluctuations will be as clear as a lighthouse in the dark.

Helena is a mental mage, exceptionally sensitive to magical disturbances, which was enough for her to track down her.

Helena might appear in front of you the moment you use it.

This depression is an excellent hiding place, provided that no magic leaks out.

Alexoth tucked the scroll back into his bag. What he needed now was a quiet, efficient method of restoration that wouldn't leave any noticeable magical traces.

Then there's only one option...

His gaze shifted to the gold coins in the bag.

Gold is not just a currency, nor is it just a precious metal.

For dragons, who possess special digestive abilities, gold and gems are a type of food that can be converted into pure energy.

They contain the essence of elements refined by the earth over millions of years, making them hundreds of times purer than ordinary ores.

They are now needed to drive the repair of the Magic Corridor and replenish the depleted magic reserves.

Alecto pulled a handful of gold coins from his bag, opened his mouth, and poured them all into the bag.

As the sharp teeth glided over the gold coin, a peculiar smoothness came over me, as if I were chewing some kind of extremely delicate paste.

The texture is somewhat like the chocolate I remember, extremely smooth, with a unique sweetness.

The gold begins to melt the moment it comes into contact with the high temperature of the stomach lining, turning into a warm current that quickly spreads and permeates the body, where the energy it contains is greedily absorbed.

Alecto perked up and quickened his pace.

The dragon claw reached directly into the bag, scooping out handfuls of gold coins and continuously feeding them into its mouth.

The swallowing sounds continued, and waves of warm energy, transformed from gold, rippled through his body, accelerating the repair of the corridor.

The pile of gold coins was decreasing at a visible rate.

Soon, the scattered gold coins on the surface were cleared away, revealing a mixture of various colored gems underneath.

Alecto grabbed a handful of gems and stuffed them into his mouth without even looking at them.

Watching too much of it will only make you feel sorry for yourself; it's better not to watch it at all.

Unlike the smooth melting of gold, the moment a gemstone touches your mouth is a completely different experience.

The gemstone bursts open with a bang when gently tapped between the teeth.

This feeling... is a bit like popcorn.

To devour, digest, and transform.

The Red Dragon's formidable digestive capabilities were pushed to their limits.

The stomach acts like a highly efficient energy furnace, rapidly purifying the essence contained in gold and gemstones and transforming it into the most fundamental energy, which is then transported to all parts of the body.

The jagged cracks in the corridor began to heal at a visible speed.

He lowered his dragon head, brought it close to the opening of the spatial bag, and sucked the remaining mixture of gold coins and gems directly into his mouth as if drinking water.

My stomach felt slightly bloated, but my powerful digestive system immediately started working at full capacity to suppress, break down, and absorb it.

The treasure mountain inside the space bag was also constantly shrinking, with piles of gold coins and gems disappearing, revealing the magical items, monster materials, and scrolls underneath.

As he continued to devour, Alekto could feel his weakness gradually receding, his limbs regaining their strength, and the golden markings on his dragon wings gradually brightening.

The depression was silent except for the continuous swallowing sounds of the red dragon.

Odette remained unconscious in the pile of fallen leaves, completely unaware of what was happening around her.

Time passes little by little.

Inside the space bag, the treasure that originally filled sixteen cubic meters of space is now nearly a third less.

About one-tenth of the cracks in the magical corridor within Alecto's body have been repaired.

Although a full recovery is still a long way off, at least it has been pulled back from the brink of destruction and has regained the ability to move and cast spells.

Alecto stopped eating and took a short breath.

The forest was silent, the wind rustled through the vines, and the faint howls of monsters drifted from afar.

There was no mental exploration, no figure flashed by, and Helena didn't come over.

But she must still be searching, trying to figure out which direction Alecto might have fled.

It's time to run away.

Alecto swallowed the pouch and put Odette back into his mouth to make sure she wouldn't suffocate.

The wings slowly unfolded, and the golden patterns on the wing surface flowed again.

He tried to mobilize his magic, and a dull pain came from the corridor, but the magic responded smoothly.

Alekto lowered its body, exerted force with its limbs, and suddenly leaped up, its body like a red light, rushing away into the distance.

Behind them, only an empty depression and a faint lingering magical aura remained.

The wind quickly dispersed everything, and the forest returned to silence, as if no dragon had ever lingered there.

On the other side, Helena was suspended in mid-air.

The wind whipped her purple robe, making the hem rustle.

With her eyes closed, her spiritual perception spread like a giant net across the forest below.

Every leaf, every wisp of air, every magical disturbance was vividly present in her consciousness.

However, Alector was not found.

The red dragon seemed to have completely evaporated.

Helena silently clutched her cuff, where the marks from the dragon claw's tear still lingered, causing a dull ache.

It shouldn't have been like this.

From the moment Alecto entered the laboratory, every step was calculated by her.

She deliberately loosened the shackles, deliberately returned the spatial bag, and even deliberately let him discover her true form.

She knew Red Dragon too well: arrogant, suspicious, and always ready to retaliate if he saw an opportunity.

That's why she set up this scene, making Alecto think she had found a weakness and that he could escape.

Helena originally planned to personally bring Alecto back the moment he was closest to freedom.

That's when his resistance will reach its peak, and then it will be the beginning of a complete breakdown.

But Alecto's reaction exceeded her expectations.

He broke free of his shackles with incredible speed.

What she didn't expect was that Alecto had such a hidden attack...

Helena was indeed taken aback.

But that's about it.

Even if she had withstood that blow, she would have only suffered minor injuries.

What truly miscalculated for her was Alecto's speed in fleeing; she couldn't catch up at all.

What exactly are those golden patterns on the dragon wings?

She had seen similar records in ancient books, where some ancient dragons had magical patterns on their bodies, but those were legendary beings and should never appear on a red dragon that was less than 10 years old.

Helena let out a soft breath, suppressing the agitation in her heart.

She refocused her mind and expanded her perception to its limits.

Ten li, twenty li, thirty li...

The sparks of life flickered like fireflies in her consciousness.

Birds, beasts, lurking monsters, and even crawling insects can all be detected by her.

But there was no life force belonging to the red dragon.

"That was well hidden..."

Helena muttered to herself, a flicker of annoyance crossing her purple eyes.

She had thought that even if Alecto could temporarily shake off the tracking marks, he would leave obvious traces in the forest, but there was nothing.

The forest was eerily quiet, as if Alector had never been there.

Then there's only one explanation.

In the very short time after disappearing, Alecto completely concealed all traces of himself and erased all marks of her.

"I underestimated you..."

Helena rubbed her temples.

Maintaining a wide range of perception over a long period of time is also a considerable burden for her.

She began to recall every detail of her time with Alecto.

Obedient behavior, well-timed questions, a thirst for knowledge...

Looking back now, it was all a carefully crafted illusion.

He never truly yielded; he was simply waiting for his chance.

And what about yourself?

There were actually a few moments when I thought he had softened and that he had really started to accept the current situation.

"That's... ridiculous."

Helena forced a smile, but couldn't manage it.

She rarely makes such mistakes.

As a spiritual mage, her greatest skill is understanding people's hearts and manipulating emotions.

But Alecto... he was cunning beyond his years as a red dragon.

"What exactly are you?"

Helena gazed at the distant, rolling forest and murmured to herself.

She knew now was not the time to dwell on these things.

The most urgent task is to find Alecto.

She knew the terrain around Greystone Town all too well, and Alecto was still injured and couldn't possibly travel a long distance.

He must still be hiding somewhere in the forest, but he has used some method to shield her from his senses.

Helena took a crystal prism from her bosom.

This is her mental magic device, which can amplify the precision of perception, but it also consumes a lot of energy.

She wouldn't use it lightly unless absolutely necessary.

"The last time..."

She chanted a spell in a low voice, and the prism floated up and slowly rotated in front of her.

Purple light spilled from the mirror, covering the forest below like a drizzle.

This time, the precision of perception has been improved to the extreme.

The faint lingering magical energy in the air was clearly perceived by her.

Time passes little by little.

Sweat trickled down Helena's forehead, wetting the strands of hair on her cheeks.

Maintaining this level of awareness placed a tremendous mental burden on her, but she dared not relax.

She knew that Alecto was somewhere, quietly lurking, waiting for the moment she would let her guard down.

Suddenly, she sensed something.

About sixty miles to the southeast, in a depression, there was an extremely faint, familiar scent.

It was very faint, almost imperceptible, but under the magnification of the prism, the traces were still revealed.

Helena's eyes lit up.

She immediately suppressed her senses, her figure transforming into a streak of purple light as she sped off in that direction.

Forty miles is but a short distance for her.

She stopped above the depression and slowly descended.

Before me lay a lowland surrounded by steep slopes, with tree canopies blocking out the sunlight and the ground covered with decaying leaves.

It looked no different from the rest of the forest.

But Helena could sense that the concentration of fire element here was unusually high, and there was still a trace of the aura belonging to the red dragon.

The fallen leaves were brushed aside, revealing the soil underneath.

Although it was shallow, there were indeed traces of being pressed by a dragon's claw.

"You stayed here..."

Helena stood up and looked around.

There were no traces of magic, and no obvious signs of activity.

What did Alecto do here?

Rest? Heal?

She suddenly noticed a few gold fragments, picked one up, and held it in front of her.

It is extremely pure and was scraped off a gold coin.

Helena suddenly understood.

Alecto devoured the treasure here, using the elemental essence contained in the gold and gems to repair the damaged magical corridor.

"No wonder I couldn't sense any magical fluctuations..."

Helena whispered.

The process by which dragons digest treasure is essentially a biological transformation and does not leave obvious traces of spellcasting.

Once the energy of gold and gemstones is completely absorbed, the remaining aura is extremely weak and will quickly dissipate into the natural environment.

He did it too cleanly.

She was so clean that even a spiritual mage like her was almost fooled.

Helena stood up and looked into the depths of the forest.

Judging from the marks in the depression, Alecto had not been gone for long.

Moreover, he must have recovered considerably when he left, otherwise he couldn't have erased the traces so thoroughly.

"Where did you go...?"

Helena closed her eyes, trying to sense the lingering scent in the wind.

But the forest was too vast and the wind too turbulent, and that faint scent had long since been blown away.

She re-engaged her senses, but this time, the scope was no longer an aimless, wide-ranging net.

She radiates outwards from the depression as the center.

Time passed second by second.

The forest remained silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the treetops.

Helena's patience was wearing thin.

She began to regret not simply breaking Alecto's wings.

Why deliberately let him go, playing this game of tormenting the dragon, thinking you can completely control him?

Now look what happened, things have gone awry.

A red dragon with limitless potential slipped away right under her nose, carrying priceless stardust and magical materials.

If Elena finds out... although Helena isn't afraid of her, it will still affect future cooperation.

What made Helena even more resentful was her own obsession with Alecto.

She had never shown such interest in any living being before.

This desire reached its peak at this moment.

"I must find you..."

Helena bit her lower lip, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in her purple eyes.

"No matter where you run, I will bring you back."

She took out the crystal prism again, preparing to launch a wide-range tracking spell.

But at that moment, she suddenly sensed a strangely familiar magical fluctuation flashing by about sixty miles to the north.

It's the aura of the dragon wing golden pattern being activated!

Helena suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Without hesitation, she transformed into a bolt of purple lightning, tearing through the sky, and sped off in that direction.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the trees rushed past my feet.

She pushed her speed to the limit, becoming a streak of light.

This time, I will not let you escape again.

But by the time Helena arrived, Alecto had already vanished.

Helena had to admit that she had lost them.

Alecto is like a drop of water that has merged into the ocean, leaving no trace.

Helena's plan to seduce the dragon has completely failed.