1652 Destroying the Bridge After Crossing the River
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
âIn the past, Europeans refer to dragons as calamities, mainly because the dragons were just too powerful, so powerful that every effort a tribe or a country put in was destroyed within a night. Since then, humans were hoping to have power, a power that would allow them to take on the dragons...â
âWe now have access to magic, but after obtaining our own power, we realized just how strong the dragons are. Our magic is nothing but breezes and tiny waves to them. Even the Super Level Magic that many people admire is not enough to penetrate a dragonâs scales. Hence, no matter how developed the magic civilizations in the past were, or even today, the ancient dragons remain inviolable. Luckily, nature is never biased toward a certain species. The ancient dragons have almost zero reproductive ability. The dragons that most people encounter nowadays are merely pseudo-dragons or crossbreeds... yet those people dare call themselves dragon slayers!
âThe dragon under my feet is a real dragon. It has its name, its history, and the supreme power of a dragon. Not only will I, Su Lu, fulfill the ambition of humans from antiquity, Iâll show the world that the dragons are inferior to us! Ancient gods, devils, or demons... they do not rule this world. We rule the world!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Su Lu was standing on the cliff of Mount Tyrant. His speech was delivered with power, as if it would spread across the entire Continent.
Mo Fan could not sense his aura, yet it did not mean he was not strong. The area had become part of his aura; even the weather was under his control!
Mo Fan had wondered if any human could possibly challenge the Black Dragon Emperor after he escaped from the cliff with Ashaâruiya. He highly doubted it, but today, Su Lu was standing there to do the impossible!
âNo matter how ambitious you are, it disgusts me that youâre using childrenâs hearts for it!â Mu Ningxue blurted out, interrupting Su Luâs ambitious speech. It dragged the man whom everyone regarded as a legend back to cruel reality!
They were using childrenâs hearts to carry out the Ritual that would subdue the dragon, just to prove that humans were the ruler of the world, yet were they still worthy to be admired after what they did!?
âChildrenâs hearts? I only needed the Tyrant Titanâs hearts!â Su Lu exclaimed, staring at Mu Ningxue.
Ferranâs expression shifted as soon as he heard the words. He blurted out, âMaster Su Lu, weâve prepared the ingredients you need. Letâs hurry up and subdue the dragon. At last, our efforts over the years have not been in vain!â
âFerran, whatâs going on here?â Su Lu demanded.
âHumph, what else could it be? A part of the Tyrant Titanâs hearts that you are using for the ritual are refined with childrenâs hearts! How ambitious of you to prove that humans are the true rulers of the world, yet youâve killed hundreds of children brutally and fed their bodies to the sea monsters! We tracked them all the way here. We thought the Guild of the Wicked was responsible for it, or perhaps the Black Vatican was planning something again, yet it turns out to be you guys!â Mo Fan said.
The Magic Associations? They always promoted how sacred the role of Mages was, yet they turned out to be so corrupt! What rights did they have to put themselves above the Black Vatican and the Guild of the Wicked?
âI see, I was wondering how you all find this place when I didnât invite you here,â Su Lu realized.
âDonât you dare achieve some great milestone of mankind while doing such evil acts. If you didnât give your men permission to murder the children, I might actually be impressed by your deeds. However, you are more of a hypocrite than the Red Cardinals of the Black Vatican, who blatantly express their ambition to destroy everything!â Mo Fan harangued him.
âHow could I do such outrageous acts as the President of the Asia Continent Magic Association? Youâve come to demand justice, Iâll serve you justice as you wish. Ferran, you have one minute to explain everything to me, and you better not lie to me!â Su Lu stared at Ferran.
âWell... President, basically, I asked my reliable subordinate to try his best to look for the Tyrant Titanâs hearts, yet that useless guy failed to collect enough hearts. He ended up colluding with the Silver Ornament Master of the Guild of the Wicked, Bartholomew, to replace the hearts we were lacking with some inhumane methods. I donât really...â Ferran sounded unsure of himself.
âDo you know about it?â Su Lu asked.
âI...I only learned about it when...â Ferran replied haltingly
âYou turned a blind eye to it, am I right?â Su Lu demanded.
âNo, I didnât...â Ferran was nervous.
âIf you didnât, why did you ask Priest Bude to intervene with our investigation? If I didnât arrange for them to follow you secretly, we would never have known that the people of the Magic Associations were animals disguised with human skin!â Mo Fan grunted.
âMo Fan, I believe youâve misunderstood Master Su Lu. We didnât know the Tyrant Titanâs hearts were tied up with something so brutal. You can explain the details to us after today. We promise you that weâll find out the truth to serve the kids justice,â the Head of the Donghai Magic Association intervened.
The Head of the Donghai Magic Association clearly recognized Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue. Fanxue Mountainâs influence was constantly growing in the Donghai region!
âThe Asia Continent Magic Association... the call is yours. It doesnât matter if you admit it now, since minor characters like us donât stand a chance against you. You can easily silence us here, so thereâs nothing to be afraid of. After all, Iâve met people that are just as bad!â Mo Fan persisted.
âMo Fan, donât be so reckless! Many of us here are playing important roles in our respective organizations. There are always vermin and heartless people in the system. Even I would try my best to find out the culprit, let alone someone as fair and righteous as Master Su Lu,â the Head of the Donghai Magic Association said.
âThrow Bartholomew off the cliff!â Su Lu ordered suddenly.
Bartholomew was indeed among the crowd, standing close to the man with a hat. He shuddered when he heard the words.
He had put in so much effort to gather the childrenâs hearts for these authorities, yet they were demanding he be tossed off the cliff?
They were destroying the bridge after crossing the river!