Card Apprentice Daily Log

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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source

At first, Wyatt was amazed by the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's majestic and imposing presence. Its long beard, spanning from under its lower jaw down its neck, exudes an aura of age and wisdom. Long whiskers extending from its snout add to its regal appearance, while its mouth, lined with rows of razor-sharp teeth, hints at its formidable strength.

The dragon's body is adorned with bright white scales, tinged with a sanguine hue, creating a striking contrast against its dark surroundings. Massive wings, capable of spanning several city blocks when fully extended, further emphasize its immense size and power. Atop its head, a pair of sharp horns adds to its commanding presence, completing the image of a truly formidable creature.

But now that Wyatt's Soul pupils had captured the disgusting dark stain spreading across its scales, Wyatt would not truly appreciate its majestic appearance. Once he had seen what lay hidden within the beauty, he could no longer look at it the same way. Even with the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's spiritual vessel breathing down his neck.

The Elder Anesthesia Dragon looked at Wyatt with a frown. Just as everyone likes to be called beautiful, similarly, everyone hates to be called ugly—it was no different for the dragon. Bored out of its wits hiding in the Blood Rule Source, the Dragon was happy to find a friendly face. However, upon seeing the friend criticize its beautiful scales, the Dragon lost its generosity for the friend in this holy but foreign land. If the friend did not provide a good explanation, then it would have to—

"Your Majesty, let me explain," Wyatt immediately spoke up, interpreting the intrusive thoughts entering the Dragon's mind, sensing its favorability toward him decrease.

Wyatt could have chosen to stay quiet about the dark stains spreading across the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's scales, but he decided to inform the Dragon about it believing that by helping the Dragon find the hidden danger in its body, it would owe him one. This way, he aimed to win its true favor rather than the superficial one it was currently showing him. Wyatt believed that if the Dragon owed him a favor, it might grant him his freedom or at least listen to his opinion.

"Go ahead," The Elder Anesthesia Dragon gave Wyatt a chance to explain, indicating its willingness to listen. This gesture suggested that the Dragon was not lying when it claimed that the World Calamity Tree and the Anesthesia Dragon race were allies before the Librarian hunted down the World Calamity Trees to extinction.

Before proceeding with his explanation, Wyatt utilized his Myriad Devil Transformation skill to morph his spiritual body into an Elder Calamity Treant, the third form of the Dungeon Calamity Seed. Typically, any transformation using the Myriad Devil Transformation skill was easy to adapt to the new form and felt comfortable. However, upon transforming into an Elder Calamity Treant, Wyatt not only adapted quickly but also felt more than comfortable—he felt weirdly familiar with it.

This feeling was familiar to Wyatt, reminiscent of the sensation he experienced in his human form. It was as if he was an Elder Calamity Treant by birth. Astonished by this discovery, Wyatt pondered if using the dungeon calamity seed to create his viltronian core was the reason for this uncanny familiarity. Other than that, he couldn't think of any other explanation.

The reason Wyatt chose to morph into the third form of the dungeon calamity seed was because he felt that his opinion would hold more weight in the Dragon's eyes if it were to come from this form than his human form. This would only add to its misunderstanding, but if it were to help him get the Dragon to owe him a favor why not? After all, he was already knee-deep in the stupid dragon's misunderstanding there was no turning back now. Might as well use it to ensure his safety.

"Ah, you look more pleasing in this form, Nazaka. Why did you leave your physical body behind? I miss the fragrance of your kind. Let us go, get it," the Elder Anesthesia Dragon expressed, confirming Wyatt's expectation that it preferred seeing him in the third form of the dungeon calamity seed over his human form.

Seeing the Elder Anesthesia Dragon open a gate to Bloodette's dungeon seal, Wyatt hurriedly informed, "No need, Your Majesty. I regrew a new physical body in here."

Wyatt was shocked by the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's powerful command over space rules, allowing it to directly open a space gate to Bloodette's dungeon seal from within the Blood Rule Source. Meanwhile, the Field Marshal could not even peer into the dungeon seal if Bloodette were to close its gate.

Now, Wyatt was even more sure that he was right to give up trying to escape using his devil merchant code privilege. The Ruler Class were truly different from average Demigods and Devils. No wonder Belphegor did not dare to find trouble with his Chaos Dwarf persona despite suffering a loss under him.

"That's good too, lay your roots next to my main body. Your fragrance will help me have pleasant dreams," The Elder Anesthesia Dragon ordered. Previously, it had given Wyatt a choice, but now it directly ordered him where to lay his roots. It seemed that it had not forgotten about his comment on its scales but chose to overlook it while venting through passive-

aggressive behavior.

From the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's actions so far one thing was clear to Wyatt, that the Dragon seemed to value his World Calamity Tree identity very much, going as far as to tolerate the things that it did not like about him. This made Wyatt more curious about the relationship between the World Calamity Tree and Anesthesia Dragons. After all, being considerate of a demon master rank tree was a very rare sight for a Ruler-Class being like the Elder Anesthesia Dragon. However, before delving into that, he had to warn the dragon about the disgusting stains covering its scales. Now that he knew it was tolerant toward him, he could try to be more persuasive in his approach.