This woman is not a human being.

Although her appearance was completely like a Western mainlander, after careful identification, Omore found that the brunette woman beside him also had the aura of a dragon clan, and it was very strong.

If she is a dragon clan, then the baby she holds in her arms... isn't it the so-called newborn descendant?

It is clearly a dragon clan, but why is it not the posture of a young dragon, but a human...

Although the dragon clan has the ability to change, he can transform into the form he wants at will, but he always maintains the dragon's posture in his childhood.

Why?

In an instant, a thought flashed through his mind.

Could it be the legendary mixed-blood dragon clan?

I heard that a very small number of ancient dragons will form blood alliances with humans, and they will be closely linked to descendants who are born with the form of "human".

During this period of surprise, the ancient dragons he sensed had arrived, looking at the invader with a cold look.

not good!

Omore looked around and found that he had been trapped in this corridor, and the paths in front and behind were blocked by Gu Long.

"It's a descendant of the Sardinian family... Kotar, it's rare to see people from the same clan, so let him stay." Just as Omore thought he would die, the brunette woman pleaded for him.

"Arisha, have you forgotten your Majesty's instructions before leaving?" The silver-haired woman in Gu Long, a human form, immediately refuted her companion's request.

"I haven't forgotten, but you have to understand my mood. I have been living in Dragon Island for so many years and can't see my relatives..."

Kotar hesitated for a long time, but he could not resist the companions' begging, leaving behind the mortals who could not enter the temple.

"Can you tell me about the recent situation of the Sardin clan?"

Seeing the brunette woman approaching her without any hesitation, Omore resisted the escalating fear of the cold gaze of the Gu Long.

"The young patriarch is very courageous... Although it has declined compared to ancient times, the Sardin clan is still stubbornly alive." His trembling voice revealed his panic.

Hell, where did that guy go?

The night elves were still missing, and Omore was a little panicked.

What are Polodir and Sean doing? Why haven't you led these ancient dragons away?

I am afraid of looking at the silver dragon, and I am afraid that my fear and secrets will be exposed.

"It's very cute, my daughter." Seeing Omore staring at the child he was holding, the girl called Arisha by the Silver Dragon smiled and introduced.

"Female...daughter?!" Shocked again, Omore could not believe that this woman, who was definitely no more than twenty, had become a mother, and she also had a childish attitude that was unique to her youth.

Moreover, isn't she a dragon clan? How could she give birth to offspring in human form?

Or... it turns out to be mixed-race as I guessed?

Suddenly, the entire temple swayed violently, followed by a huge roar.

"Not good!!" A priest ran into the corridor behind him, reporting anxiously.

"What? Grand Duke Florence was attacked outside the city?"

When all the dragon clans heard this news, they were shocked.

After exchanging eyes with each other, Yinlong decided to go and see what happened.

After all, for the Dragon Temple and the Dragon Clan, "Florenci" has special significance.

"Arisha, you're here for the time being. Muwei and I will check the situation and we'll be back soon."

Seeing several ancient dragons leaving, Omore finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard that although the mixed-blooded dragon clan is born with human form, it should still be in a dragon form when he was young." He was very curious about the baby, and Omore quickly took the opportunity to ask.

"Hey... you know a lot, but this is not entirely true." Arisha caressed her daughter's rosy face and explained softly; "Because I have elf blood. To be precise, I am a descendant of the Gutruks. After receiving the power of the dragon, I developed an abduction phenomenon, so the divinity in this child's blood has overwhelmed the dragon blood."

"Divine nature...dragon blood..." Omore stood there on the spot.

Isn’t she a descendant of the mixed-race dragon clan?

The Truks, the clan closest to God, was completely extinct as long as a thousand years ago.

What is this woman’s identity?

Questions emerged one by one, and before Omore could sort it out, he heard Arisha yell in a low voice.

"Who are you?!"

I looked back quickly and saw the night elves who were coming and going without a trace standing behind me.

"Give me that child." A cold voice spread in the air, and Arisha's expression changed, hugging the child tighter.

"Get out!"

Griefly glaring at the stranger who wanted to steal his daughter, a faint red light surged from Arisha, and a hot flame surrounded her and Omore in an instant.

Seeing his companion igniting the black robe with a sudden appearance of flames, Omore took action. He snatched the baby who was still sleeping from unprepared Arisha.

"stop!!"

The eyes of the same color as the hair were full of disbelief. Arisha was about to change the object of the fire to a thief who had already escaped, but found that the man who had been ignited had blocked his way safely.

Under the hood, Arisa's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It turned out to be you...why should you do this?"

"Reason? Didn't Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor tell you? It's a pity that he can no longer tell you any answers." He stretched out his pale fingers, broke through the flame's wall, and plunged into Arisha's chest without any resistance.

"You..." Seeing his magic-protected heart be taken out, Arisha fell down in the gushing blood, his eyes full of sadness.

"It's just a prey for the strong. Since His Majesty the Dragon God wants to use me as a sacrifice, in order to protect himself, I have to take action first." The blood sprinkled all over the ground, the figure of the night elves quietly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Omore stared blankly at the blood all over the ground, and his dry throat made no sound until the priest's screams sounded that he suddenly remembered where he was standing.

Seeing the familiar faces in the crowd full of surprise and disbelief, Omore smiled bitterly.

Although I have decided to betray my friend, why is it so painful when this moment really comes.

The patron saint of the night and the thieves, why is it so difficult for me to calm my sorrow?

"Catch him!!"

The rebuke of the great priest made Omor wake up from his brief sorrow, avoiding the priest approaching him from the corridors on both sides, and the thief with a mobile phone rushed out of the half-open door.

Just as he was glad that the main knights of the temple rushed to the outside of the city with Gu Long, the left-behind priest could not catch him at all. A dragon roar shattered the quiet night of Bnosas.

The red dragon like a mountain landed in a roar, causing a wave of heat.

The people who were already asleep were awakened, and after discovering a huge ancient dragon attacking Bnosas, panic quickly swept the entire city.

This is bad...

Looking at the red dragon falling from the sky, the thief collapsed at the entrance of the alley not far from the temple, unable to move due to the pressure of the dragon clan.

Omore turned his gaze back to the temple in a daze, but saw a woman named Arisha walking to the square with the help of the priest. A big hole was opened on her chest, and blood dyed the milky white long gown red along the terrible wound.

“Arisha…”

Amid the anxious call, the red dragon in the air became a human figure and turned into a human male with fiery red hair.

From the priest, he took Arisha, who was so weak that he couldn't open his eyes, and his palm gently pressed against her back, and the blood immediately stopped flowing.

Looking at the young man who was holding Arisha who had lost a lot of blood, Omore felt his mouth dry.

Only then did he understand why he had been restless since he left the temple.

Shadas-Sharu, the fiery Dragon Emperor, the sword of disaster that thieves fear the most.

God, that child is the descendant of the Dragon Emperor!

Then this woman named Arisha... is the legendary sage of the dragon clan, and is known as the ancestor of another great man from the Sardin family since the King of Thieves.

"His Majesty!"

The silver dragon who rushed back was stunned by the scene in front of her. Her searching eyes did not find the most precious new descendant of the dragon clan, and immediately understood what was happening.

What's even more terrifying is that the heart that is maintained by the Blood Alliance is already missing.

As an ancient dragon who has also delivered the power of human dragons, Kotar knows well that it is half the heart of the Dragon Emperor who has survived Arisha, who was originally human, to this day.

Once lost...the ending is death.

"Shadas..." Chi Li raised his hand and looked at his partner who was just a stone's throw away. The tears in Arisa's eyes couldn't help falling again.

I still vaguely remember the words a thousand years ago, and also remember the unforgettable scene when I witnessed Kotar retracting his dragon power.

I really didn't expect that the separation... would come so quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was a thousand years.

Moya, my best friend, the sadness that appears in your eyes from time to time is for this.

You have known that I and the Red Dragon will eventually separate.

It was just because of fate that I was destined to be with Shadas.

Looking up at the bloody sky, Arisha's eyes gradually lost their minds were filled with pain.

Oh, the flames of red dragon...
To be continued...