Chapter 201: The Dragon bl**d Feast Ceremony of Dragon bl**d Academy
As I flew into the sky, I suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure overwhelming my entire body, as if it were trying to push me down.
Restricted Flight?
No, it seems to be more like a height limit.
After uncontrollably falling to a certain height, that sensation disappeared. I could still fly freely, but not too high.
I don’t remember any height restrictions in the Central Ancient Battlefield rules.
After reluctantly lowering to a certain height while grumbling, I had no choice but to head away from the sandstorm.
Actually, it seems the rules also mentioned that the Central Ancient Battlefield could generate various anomalies due to the simulated earth vein effects; perhaps this height limit is one of them?
I don’t know if this height limit is permanent or temporary.
If I can’t fly high, I won’t be able to observe from above and determine my position.
Although it doesn’t stop me from finding landmark terrains and features, it definitely increases the difficulty and wastes valuable early-game time.
However, this height limit shouldn’t matter much for many of the competitors; the flying races are quite limited, and I wonder if it could cause trouble for the Holy Angel Academy guys.
Nonetheless, this height restriction does feel pretty gentle; I could likely adjust my posture to land smoothly before hitting the ground.
But at this moment, I started to worry about my teammates. Not many of them have obtained their flying licenses, some might have pulled a last-minute cram session, and without much flying skill, falling from such heights could mean serious injury right from the start.
I hope it doesn’t start off like that.
After flying for a distance in this direction, I saw some documented terrains and confirmed my location on the map.
I’m currently in a somewhat remote area; if I follow Tan Han’s plan to hold the tea party at the ancient city ruins, I might be the one to arrive from a long distance.
Even if that distance is relatively short given the speed of flying, the map’s area seems significantly larger than I had imagined, but that’s relative to not being able to fly.
I waved to open the display information that everyone has; this shows the real-time ranking of the academies and individuals.
Right now, everyone has just arrived here, and no one has started killing yet; everyone’s score is still 0. Perhaps it’s simply that there hasn’t been an opportunity.
While I contemplated whether to rush directly to the ancient city ruins for the tea party or take this opportunity to cause some trouble for others, a light beam shot up from the map into the sky.
Even from a distance, I could see this phenomenon; it’s a mark that can be seen from anywhere on the map. Has someone started preparing for a ceremony?
I picked up the map to compare the direction; it seems this direction isn’t where the witches are holding their tea party.
In fact, it’s not in any direction related to the three major academies; which academy is that?
Is their luck so good that they can host a ceremony immediately upon landing?
Aren’t they afraid of being ambushed?
I rode my broomstick toward that direction, but it may take quite some time to navigate around the sandstorm to get there.
However, if someone is thinking of taking advantage of the initial chaos to disturb them, they’re mistaken; other academies may not intervene for various reasons, but the Witch Academy definitely will not.
Indeed, our earlier plan was to hold the Witch Tea Party at the ruins, but plans cannot keep up with changes. Now that someone wants to jump the g*n, and with the tea party still far off, I don’t mind moving ahead to create some distance. After all, once the tea party is prepared, other witches will need to arrive from a certain distance, so is this not blatantly targeting us at the Witch Academy?
“This direction… is that an active volcano, the Dragon bl**d Nest?”
As I got closer, I quickly identified the location.
There are two academies in this area: the main Dragon bl**d Academy and the Sub-Dragon bl**d Academy. The names suggest a very close relationship between these two academies, which reminds me of that bl**d Clan.
That bl**d Clan loli can command students from other academies like they are servants.
So, could the Dragon bl**d Academy be in a similar situation?
If so, some academies are even more troublesome than cheating.
Those academies and their affiliate academies essentially form an innate alliance.
And the Dragon bl**d Academy is comparatively better off; the Beast Academy is terrifying! A significant portion of the academies in this exchange competition is of the Beast Academy type. Though I doubt they can unite, what if they do? That could mean ten academies joining forces!
When I arrived at the area of this active volcano, the volcanic heat waves greeted me. The highest peak in the distance was emitting thick black smoke, seemingly on the verge of eruption, with dark red lava flowing out, creating a crimson “river” that spread throughout the area.
I really wonder if this active volcano can erupt during the competition; that would certainly make for a spectacular scene!
Maybe I should help them a little and launch a fireball spell at them?
No, that would be too dangerous. A volcanic eruption isn’t as spectacular as it seems; it mainly depends on the erupting lava, which isn’t like in cartoons where enormous lava columns sh**t straight into the sky. The lava won’t destroy the volcanic area either; at worst, it could affect nearby regions, with the most severe consequence being the ash produced…
Wait, volcanic ash? If conditions are right, it could be useful. Unfortunately, there are no signs of the three major academies around here; just some smaller academies, and behind lies the sea, which poses no threat to the Sea Tribe.
No wonder the Dragon bl**d Academy is acting like this; they believe they have ample time to prepare for the ceremony and aren’t afraid of anyone causing trouble.
Moreover, the terrain here indeed has its advantages. With so many volcanoes, I can even see a giant skeleton from the sky; that must be the fallen ancient dragon from the lore.
The massive skull of the ancient dragon is facing the largest volcano, and the flesh has long since eroded away, leaving only white bones; those ribs silhouetted against the sky are truly a breathtaking scene.
By the way, could this also serve as a venue for the Witch Tea Party?
After all, this is the remains of an ancient dragon.
As I hurried toward the ceremony location, I finally spotted a living creature. Oh no, that shouldn’t be considered a person anymore; it’s a student from the Dragon bl**d Academy, who has directly transformed. His clothes have torn apart, dense dragon scales cover his back, and his head has taken on a ferocious dragon appearance. He also has a pair of dragon wings unfurled, approximately two to three meters in length, but that shouldn’t be enough to allow him to fly.
What’s even more ridiculous is that this guy is currently facing a hollow, seemingly immersed in a “golden pool” of coins. Not just coins, but jewels and diamonds, sparkling they practically dazzle the eye.
Even when I landed near him, he didn’t seem to notice, completely enjoying the wonderful feeling of coins sliding over his dragon scales.
“I say… do you even realize you’re participating in an exchange competition?”
I directly addressed him, questioning why he seemed to be enjoying this embarrassing situation so much; doesn’t he know everyone is live-streaming?
“Who? What!”
Obviously startled by my sudden appearance, he hastily rolled around in the coins, unable to conceal the fright and embarrassment of being caught.
“Witch? You, how did you get here so quickly?” He recognized my attire and immediately started questioning me.
“You guys at the Dragon bl**d Academy are starting the Dragon bl**d Feast Ceremony, right? Why are you still here lazing around instead of helping?”
“I… I’m helping! The feast requires… requires treasures! I’m preparing for the ceremony!”
“How embarrassing.” I noted sarcastically, then waved my magic wand, casting the Raging Tide Spell, which struck through his body at that moment. His terrifying dragon scales didn’t cover every part of him, and this attack pierced through the unprotected areas.
“Ah… you’re dead! Who starts killing right away! Even if I’m the most aggressive dragon, I would have at least explained things to you!” He was infuriated; while the impact didn’t fatally wound him due to the coverage of dragon scales, the significant penetrating damage was enough to make him writhe in pain.
However, looking at his body still brimming with life, I couldn’t help but marvel at his resilience.
Facing this half-dragon attacking me, I remained calm; with this irrational assault, I cast a body reinforcement spell, allowing me to dodges unharmed. Using my wand fighting techniques, I successfully struck his lower limbs with two fireballs.
I had seen this brute with my Spirit Vision, and it seemed he lacked any crucial core inside. His strength came from the powerful abilities and physique granted by dragon bl**d, along with an extraordinary energy within him, but this fool didn’t know how to utilize it, or perhaps didn’t have the opportunity to use it.
Getting incapacitated so quickly made him fearful.
He recalled what his teacher had warned before about witches and now realized how terrifying this seemingly small and unthreatening figure in front of him really was.
He immediately chose to beg for mercy, not wanting to lose his first life like this. If I let him go, he believed he could slowly heal due to his dragon bl**d, and even potentially regenerate severed limbs by tapping into the ancient dragon bloodline; as a Sub-Dragon Person, he was well aware of this.
“Hold on, are you a competitor from the Dragon bl**d Academy?” I interrupted him directly, cutting to the chase.
“I’m a student from the Sub-Dragon bl**d Academy, hiss…”
“A Sub-Dragon, huh? So you’re insignificant. Let me ask you again, is the ceremony for the Dragon bl**d Academy or your academy?” I continued questioning.
Even if they belong to the same type of academies, they are still essentially different institutions, and their ceremonies could vary.
“I… I’m important! Even if I’m from the Sub-Dragon bl**d Academy, we still have the obligation to help the Dragon bl**d Academy with the ceremony! Only after the main school completes the ceremony do we qualify to hold our own…”
“Aren’t you just begging for scraps?” I retorted sharply, leaving him baffled.
Though he would like to argue that it was indeed the case, dragons inherently value bloodline hierarchy; some academies earn the right to establish themselves in this main world based on the main school, hence the affiliate academies exist. It could be said that without the main school, they essentially lack the qualifications to stand in the main world.
Even as a new student, he was aware of this, or rather, once dragon bl**d entered his body, everything was out of his control.
“Miss Witch, please don’t k*ll me! How about we form an alliance? Yes, an alliance! You help us complete the ceremony, and we Dragon bl**d will help you!”
“An alliance? Great idea, but I might not go by your expectations.” I smiled as I “accepted” his suggestion, but that smile appeared as a scheme in the eyes of this Sub-Dragon.
In the next moment, I knocked him out with one blow, casting silence and binding him to serve me.
I didn’t want to k*ll him yet because that would trigger a notification, and my ranking would show. More importantly, he still didn’t know where he would respawn, and might disrupt my plans.
I genuinely want to form an alliance, but not in the way he expects.
I’m not focused on scoring points but rather on the heads of those organizing the ceremony.
So for now, I’ll just wait here.
I’ll fill your body with gold coins, and once I’ve finished my business, I’ll return and eliminate this guy.
After handling that, I rode my broomstick swiftly approaching the location of the Dragon bl**d Feast Ceremony, where the preparations weren’t finished, and even once completed, the ceremony would take time, allowing for disruption.
As long as they haven’t completely finished and amassed points, it’s all for nothing.
As I got closer, I abandoned flying and opted to walk. At that moment, a figure identical to the previous Sub-Dragon appeared beside me, which was my Illusionary Clone. Now, my control over Illusionary Clones has surpassed the original spell’s realm, even the methods to cast spells are being continuously updated, allowing me to directly cast spells as soon as I see someone, with a very high success rate.
“I’m counting on you to meet their expectations.”
“Understood, Miss Witch.” The Illusionary Clone smiled obsequiously at me.
Then I set off.
“Stop! You are… a witch! An enemy…”
“Hold on! It’s an ally!” Just as the Sub-Dragon responsible for perimeter security was about to shout about an enemy attack, another Sub-Dragon suddenly cried out from his blind spot.
“You… wait, Dyna? What’s going on? Why are you standing with her?” Clearly, this Sub-Dragon recognized the identity of the one I was disguising as, since they were from the same academy.
“This is a student from the Witch Academy. She has come from the Ancient Battlefield and is willing to form an alliance with us Dragon bl**d!”
“Hello, I’m Yang Yuelan from the Witch Academy. Just as he said, I see you are preparing for a ceremony, and while you have the advantage, you will still face troubles. Therefore, I wish to represent the Witch Academy in an alliance with the Dragon bl**d Academy to ensure the safe execution of your Dragon bl**d Feast Ceremony, and in return, you need to provide…” I elegantly bowed, which is quite a high-standard form of etiquette, even to show my “sincerity.”
“Wait… this is not something I can decide!” The Sub-Dragon then showed a troubled expression and quickly interrupted me.
Looking at his expression, the smile on his face hadn’t vanished; he seemed to show some willingness to negotiate, or else I would have to prepare for the worst.
Seeing that, my Illusionary Clone seems quite useful.
However, the way he looked at me felt somewhat nauseating; is it true that dragons are inherently lecherous?
“Then please take me to see someone at Dragon bl**d Academy who can make decisions. I believe the assistance from the Witch Academy is something you would not refuse.”
“Yes, the boss will agree; you still don’t trust me?” The clone chimed in enthusiastically.
“That’s true… Let’s go, but you must not make any moves along the way!”
“This is the territory of your Dragon bl**d Academy. If I cause too much of a commotion, I have no confidence in escaping.” I smiled and shook my head dismissively.
Does this guy really believe me?
Not even an ounce of suspicion?
Someone says they want to form an alliance, and he’s ready to go along with it? I expected a proud dragon would rebuff the idea outright.
That way, forcing my way in would take a lot of effort.
Or should I just take him down and use the Illusionary Clone to fill in?
That’s not a good option; too many Illusionary Clones could lead to them being exposed, so I would rather not take the risk, and instead, see what the supposed “boss” of the Dragon bl**d Academy is like.
I’ve already seen the battle power of the Sub-Dragons; what about the purebred ones from the Dragon bl**d Academy?
They should be stronger, right? I wonder if they can withstand me, a bug, in front of so many people.
I’m already looking forward to their expressions after I activate the Elemental Sprite’s blessing, of course, it would be best to earn their trust first, then stab them in the back.
As I followed along, another light beam shot up into the sky not far away, signaling… that other academies have begun preparing their ceremonies. Looking in that direction, it doesn’t resemble the Witch Academy at all. By now, it should have been a while.
But it’s also good; adding some pressure on the Dragon bl**d Academy. Otherwise, if they start boasting that they don’t need my help, I’ll have to unleash my true capabilities.
If things go wrong, I still have my flying broomstick to escape; I wonder if the wings of purebred dragons are merely decorations.
But even if they aren’t, those relying on aerodynamics for flight would surely be outmatched by the speed of my broomstick; one should not underestimate the latest model of brooms from the academy!
