"Pale Glory," that must refer to the unique radiance of the Hailin Crown, along with the dagger that Miya gave him. Fang Hong couldn't figure out what the connection between the three might be, but at least he could surmise that the other party must have some additional thoughts about him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the back of his right hand.

There, hidden under the glove, nothing could be seen, and the mark below seemed to have no reaction. But it was precisely at that moment when the dragon suddenly let out a deep roar, startling everyone.

"Don't worry," Wu Di hurriedly said, "Its blast only has a conical range of less than ten meters, it won't reach us."

But Tianlan suddenly remembered something, "But, dragons can use magic, right?"

All eyes unanimously turned toward the French girl.

In fact, not only dragons but many creatures in Eteliria that are far more powerful than humans could use Ether Magic Power without the assistance of the Core Crystal—

Tianlan was taken aback and looked at them, saying, "Why, why are you all looking at me like that, did I say something wrong?"

Before she could finish——

A deep dragon chant came from behind the flames.

Suddenly, a mass of black mist entered the corridor again. As soon as the mist touched the ground, it swirled and gradually took human form, sprouting horns and claws. The crowd was all too familiar with this scene; that damned dragon was summoning its Dragon's Servants again.

"Fuck!" Liuli Yue couldn't help but curse, "More than thirty, when will this damn lizard give it a rest?"

"Wait, so what do we do now?" Parker carefully hid behind Fang Hong, poking half his head out to see the scene, his voice dry, "Run?"

"I'm afraid not—" Red Leaf suddenly spoke, "There are some behind us too."

Everyone's faces changed, and they turned around, only then realizing that a mass of black mist was also surging from the depths of the corridor. Within it, Dragon's monsters were forming, and some Dragon Servants had even begun to crawl out of the mist.

Two enveloping mists, one in front and one behind, trapped them in the middle.

"This mist, how, how did it get behind us?" Hudi exclaimed in surprise.

"It's not just behind us," the girl's voice came from behind everyone. Hearing her speak, they all turned around, somewhat surprised, to look at the girl named Hilveld. She didn't seem the least bit intimidated and calmly responded, "I'm afraid this black mist has already spread throughout the entire inn."

"What exactly is this stuff?" Tianlan couldn't help but ask with curiosity, "And that dragon outside—that can't be a real dragon, right? I've never seen such a 'miniature' Giant Dragon."

"As if you've seen any other dragons," Parker couldn't help but interject.

"Shut up."

"That is part of Nikopolas," Hilveld's soft voice floated over with a gentle tone, her light blue eyes reflecting the flames, "If I'm not mistaken, that dragon's horn outside should be the one that the Dragon's Witch had severed many years ago."

"Nikopolas?"

Everyone was stunned.

But it was then Red Leaf interrupted them, "I suggest we don't worry about that right now. The question is—what should we do?"

"What else can we do?" Liuli Yue kicked her Walker III model, "Wait to die."

"Even if we're waiting to die, we have to get a few Trainees out," Wu Di said quietly. He turned towards Luo Yu and Gita, "Give me your daggers."

Luo Yu and Gita exchanged glances before they drew their daggers from their sheaths and handed them to Wu Di. Taking the daggers, Wu Di told them, "The Invoker will not easily accept a Trainee's dagger, but once they do, they will do their utmost to fulfill their promise. From this moment until the moment we die in battle, we will do our utmost to ensure your safety—"

Red Leaf was taken aback at his words.

"Wu Di," she said softly, with a hint of surprise, "Thank you."

These two were Trainees from her Guild, and one was even a promising talent. In theory, Wu Di had no responsibility towards them; he and Liuli Yue were the focal trainees of the Silver Forest Spear.

But Wu Di just shook his head.

"We were all Trainees once, we know how hard it is to get to this point. And we had five chances, they only have one—it's fair."

The rebellious young man wanted to object, but after hearing these words, he just shrugged his shoulders.

Clearly moved—

Fang Hong watched the exchange, somewhat surprised.

In the years when the Super Competitive era had risen, the older generation of Pioneers still upheld their duty towards the newcomers. People adhered to the "Suva Declaration" as a common code of conduct, striving to create an era with heroes and ideals at its forefront.

The era of the Stargate—

People measured their relationship with Eteliria with dreams, not just interests. They dedicated themselves to fight not only for the destiny of the nation and humanity but also to realize their own ideals.

From the first world to the second, the predecessors left countless shining footprints and stories. And it was precisely these that attracted dreamers like him to come to Eteliria.

But how many people today still remember all that past? Just as Miss Sicape had said, today's Super Competitive no longer possessed the past's luster and fairness. Behind the dazzling halos, he had witnessed firsthand how the Grand Guilds could be indifferent and overbearing.

Still, there were always some who were different.

Looking at them, he slightly revised his opinion.

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