Jonathan was slightly stunned.
Torrence continued, âThe dragons used to be power-hungry, which caused all other major clans to work together and defeat them. This meant that the dragons werenât innocent, harmless creatures either.
While the dragons have hidden themselves and havenât committed any offense, whatâs to say theyâll remain peaceful in the future? What if they attack humans again after theyâve recuperated enough? In this scenario, itâs normal for humans to make the first move against them.â
Jonathan fell into deep thought. I must admit Torrence has a point. Itâs like two gunmen meeting each other in a dark forest. Their first thought isnât going to be making peace or even greeting each other.
Their first instinct will be to shoot each other. After all, neither of them knows if the other bears ill will.
They canât afford to find out if the stranger is going to shoot them. All humans know dragons are powerful, and dragons have a bad record. Itâs normal to want to eliminate the dragons before they can cause any substantial damage again. Itâs an irrefutable line of thinking.
Jonathan replied, âIn that case, your desire to join Demon Dragon seems morally untenable.â
Torrence replied, âI donât care about that when my life hangs on a tightrope. Besides, even if I do join Demon Dragon, it doesnât mean Iâm betraying humanity. Iâm not betraying anyone.â
Jonathan sighed. âIn that case, have you ever regretted rebelling against Supreme Sect?â
Torrence answered resolutely, âNo. I worshiped Theos. However, after Supreme Sectâs true colors were revealed, I lost my faith. I canât stay in the sect anymore because I canât stop seeing everything related to Supreme Sect as fake, hypocritical, and dirty. It just wasnât possible for me to stay in that place even for a second longer. Itâs tiring to be on the run, but I feel free. Every breath of air I take reminds me of my independence.â
Jonathan flashed a faint smile. âI didnât know you care so much about mental hygiene.â
What is mental hygiene?
Itâs about maintaining oneâs mental health. For example, you love your wife very much, but you find out one day your wife cheated on you. No matter how she apologizes or expresses regret for her actions, you just canât forgive her.
Torrence took a sip of wine silently. Suddenly, he looked at Jonathan with a smile. âAfter Demon Dragon was frozen, I practically fell into despair. But now I have a bold idea, the last spark of hope.â
Intrigued, Jonathan asked, âWhat do you have in mind?â
âWe can start our own thing! The two most powerful individuals in the history of Moranta are Theos and the founding king of Paradiso, Darve. Theos is a five-element magician, and Darve possesses the same ability as Theos on top of his incredible martial arts skill. They have accomplished glorious things. As for you, youâre proficient in martial arts, and youâre also capable of wielding all types of magic. Youâre much more talented than the two of them.â The excitement in Torrenceâs voice grew.
âPerhaps youâll even become more powerful than them in the future. I believe the heavens granted you these talents for a reason, Jonathan. There must be a deeper meaning behind your gifts. Perhaps you came from the main world to fulfill a mission.â
He couldnât help but feel giddy with joy, thinking he had uncovered a great secret.
Jonathan rubbed his nose. âYou know, magic cultivation isnât that easy. If I want to reach the level of Darve and Theos, I need at least a couple of decades of cultivation! Besides, my home is in the main world. If I stay here for a few decades, chaos will have probably descended upon the main world.
Besides, itâs pointless for me to cultivate magic because magic elements arenât present in the main world. My magical skills will be useless when I return home.â
Disappointment flashed past Torrenceâs eyes when he heard that. What he says makes sense. âYouâre right. Ignore what I just said.â
I know itâs a ludicrous idea, a desperate attempt of a drowning man to grasp at straws.
Noticing Torrenceâs disappointment, Jonathan thought of an idea. âSince Demon Dragon is roughly an equal match to Theos, I donât think itâs dead. Itâs only frozen. There must be a way to rouse it. Itâs a lot more reasonable for us to place our hopes on it when itâs a powerful entity thatâs still alive.â
Torrenceâs eyes lit up. âYouâre right. After our meal, weâll check it out. Something mustâve happened here that we donât know about.â
Jonathan nodded.
After their meal, they were reinvigorated. Their bodies felt warmer.
They didnât pack up their tents because they still had to sleep later.
They left Feather Palace and headed to Dragon Palace.
Before they did, the stench of blood wafted into their noses.
Jonathan and Yeverie had a strange familiarity with the smell of blood, but Torrence wasnât. He was frowning.
The scene in Dragon Palace was as exactly as they recalled before they left. Bodies were strewn about in the hall while blood was painted on the walls and floors.
Ahead of them was Demon Dragon, still frozen. Its expression remained unchanged.
Jonathan and Torrence marched toward Demon Dragon. Soon, they arrived before the behemoth.
When they stood in front of Demon Dragon, they felt like tiny ants.
Jonathan and Torrence stared at Demon Dragon. They could spot the shock and rage still within the creatureâs eyes.
âThis is where all dragons are banished,â said Torrence. âEvery other dragon I spotted here has been frozen, and all their expressions are of shock and terror. Some even appear enraged. This means someone else froze them.â
âOf course,â Jonathan replied. âWho would do that to themselves for no reason?â
âThen hereâs the big question. There are so many dragons here, and each of them is incredibly powerful. Whoâs strong enough to encase all of them in ice?â
Jonathan pondered the question before suggesting, âCould it be Theos?â
Torrence shook his head. âItâs definitely not Theos. Even she isnât mighty enough to accomplish this feat. Besides, if she did do this, it wouldâve been a source of pride for her. Thereâs no doubt she wouldâve announced this incredible feat to garner even more worshippers. She has no reason to hide this. If my guess is accurate, even Theos doesnât know what transpired here.â
âThis is a type of ice magic, isnât it?â
Torrence nodded. âThis is the super forbidden spell under Water Magic, Permafrost.â
âYou said that even Theos couldnât have frozen all these dragons. Then who could have done this? I donât think someone capable of a feat of this scale is just a nobody in Moranta.â
âLogically, youâre right. But I genuinely canât think of anyone in this land who possesses the ability to pull this off.â
Jonathan rubbed his nose. âIt seems that this is a complicated case!â
Torrence nodded in agreement.
âIs there a way to undo Permafrost?â Jonathan asked.
âOf course there is. It requires a mighty Divine Master to use a forbidden spell and manipulate water elements to dispel Permafrost.â
âIâm assuming neither of us can perform this feat.â
Torrence smiled bitterly. âThatâs right.â
âThen again, we arenât best friends with the dragons. Even if we can free them, we canât do it rashly.
What if they kill us after we release them?â
Torrence seemed downhearted. âForget it. Itâs pointless to wonder because we donât have the ability to free them.â He paused before continuing, âHow about we look around and see if we can find something else?â
Jonathan nodded.
âMr. Torrence, Mr. Lawson, something doesnât seem right.â Suddenly, Yeverie spoke tremblingly behind Jonathan.
Her voice was filled with fear.
Jonathan and Torrence quickly turned back.
âWhatâs the matter, Yeverie?â Jonathan spun around and saw that nothing had changed in Dragon Palace. The dragons were all still frozen.
Torrence looked at Yeverie in confusion.
Yeverie said, âTwo bodies are missing from the ground.â
Shocked, Jonathan and Torrence immediately checked the floor. âWhose bodies?â
Soon, they realized something odd.
The bodies of Moose and Skylar were nowhere to be seen on the ground.
What the f*ck! Jonathan broke into a cold sweat. This is too creepy!
The colors drained from Torrenceâs countenance.
Jonathan and Torrence exchanged a look of disbelief.
âDid someone else come here and drag their bodies away?â Jonathan wondered aloud.
Torrence knitted his eyebrows. âWhy would they do that?â
âI donât think they survived, did they? I recall crushing Mr. Mooseâs throat. Itâs impossible for someone with a crushed throat to survive.â
âI stabbed Skylar with a sword. He was definitely dead.â
âLook!â Yeverie exclaimed in shock and pointed ahead.
Two scary-looking figures appeared in front of the group.
They were Skylar and Moose.
Mooseâs neck was still a bloody mess, but his eyes were wide open.
Likewise, Skylarâs eyes were open, and his chest was stained with blood.