Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

It wasn't until the next nightfall that he felt no pain at all. He stood there, amidst his relieved retainers, glancing over the huge vortex up above and the skinny looking Golam right now.

Most of the Golam's enormous body was absorbed, leaving only an obvious skeleton covered with thin layers of muscles and skin. The Golam was dying, that was a fact, and that shiny green liquid that covered its body was mostly gone by now.

The sword was still in place with its hilt, making Arthur feel some relief about it. As for the giant beauty, she claimed the green pond a long time ago, yet she didn't show any sympathy for him during the past hard hours.

"Cold hearted one your are," he smirked while glancing directly at her distant figure.

"You are such a sneaky cultivator! You deserve to be treated this way!"

"Tsk," he shook his head without saying anymore. He knew he had a tough relation with that giant girl, yet he was still fixed on taking her as a master.

"I have no other option here, do I?" he muttered to himself while trying to accept the fact of her harsh attitude.

"Ding! Be ready, it's already finished!"

Suddenly the system said this, and with no prior notice the vortex rotated. It first started slowly, but gradually it picked up speed.

The more it rotated, a cloud appeared. It was thick white at the start, then it grew fainter until it became totally transparent.

A whole new world appeared right now in front of Arthur's eyes. He didn't know, but these changes only appeared to him.

As for everyone else, the vortex was still there, silent and quite as ever!

The world that appeared there was in daytime, not at night like the world he was currently at. The world showed a devastated world, with many pits and broken buildings.

Amidst all that, a touch of green appeared here and there, as plants grew up even in such a harsh environment.

As the scene appeared to his eyes, he wondered what he would need to do next. Yet before he could ask his system, he saw a wisp of smoke appearing from a spot there.

It started like a thin shaky line of white smoke, then it grew denser and thicker, larger and solid until a giant face was shown to him at this moment.

"It can't be… Zilia?" he stuttered from shock while stepping a couple meters to the back when he recognized the face he saw in front of him. "This can't be possible!"

"Arthur, I didn't imagine meeting you so soon."

Her sweet voice reverberated like thunder in his mind. "You are Zilia… but how?"

"It was simply part of the guardian process for you, dear," her voice came again before she added, "and now it's the ending process where I will become your guardian. You really shocked me by your rapid progress so far, and I'm looking forward to the day you succeed in your trial."

Arthur's mind was blown away right now. He was trying to recall the events which happened to him before with her, yet they seemed quite distant away. Nothing pointed out to her being a special one like a guardian, except for what she did to him when he met that sly master.

"So you don't grant me the dragonair's seed to protect me from that master?" he asked in doubt, as this puzzled him at the moment. "Don't you do this to protect me? I thought I have to come and rescue you."

"Oh dear, I have been long dead already for thousands of years. This was just a wisp of my soul you met, and I didn't grant you anything. You already had this seed from the body you became into. All I did was just to give you a little push to help you grow stronger. A wise decision for me, I think, hehehe."

She seemed quite happy, yet he wasn't that convinced yet. "Do you mean the worthless body of Willy had such an immense power, yet he wasn't able to use or detect it?"

"Yes, that happens a lot if you grow in such a weak and ignorant clan, even ignorant to their long and great heritage."

"Sigh, that's true indeed."

He recalled that the book about the dragonair's academy was left to dust in Willy's clan, with no one touching it anymore. He recalled the degraded food, the miserable conditions of the clan, and the inner conflicts of the main family ruling it. "Everything was doomed, Willy," he reached this conclusion.

"What do you want me to do now?" he asked.

"Just stand there and I will send all my knowledge and soul link to you. Once there, you will be able to connect to me at any time. This way I can be with you all the time."

He nodded, and then he watched the face grow blurry before returning to be a giant cloud of smoke again before turning thin. The cloud and her face were so large that took most of the scene he was watching.

"What is that?" so when she retracted all this, another thing appeared in Arthur's line of sight. It was a dark pillar of smoke, rising from another spot far away from Zilia's spot.

"Damn you! What are you trying to pull here?" the angry tone of Zilia appeared like thunder in Arthur's mind, coupled with another voice he hardly had memory of. "This brat is mine!"

The two pillars suddenly twisted on one another, forming many knots already. It seemed the white and darkness were fighting right now, yet Arthur stood there speechless, trying to remember when he heard this voice before.

"Scram you piece of sh*t! this is a pure light seed, nothing to do with your filthy darkness!"

"Hahaha, you are wrong, my dear little pumpkin. He is already tainted by my darkness seed the moment he reached this world, long before you even met him. I was there, I inserted a seed of darkness deep in his soul, and soon this will consume him!"

"Liar!"