CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER78-GRAY-ROBED YOUTH AND THE DEATH MARK

"Is it the Guardian?!"

"The Guardian has awakened!!"

An elder dragon exclaimed.

Sure enough, the next moment, an enormous, indescribable dragon soul projection appeared in the sky. Its form was blurry, but it radiated an ancient pressure that made all things bow before it.

It was the Guardian of the dragon race!

"Fiona! Do you know your crime?!"

The Guardian’s mental roar rang out like thunder. A dragon might of such magnitude that it could crush even a Starborn was unleashed toward Fiona with tremendous force!

Fiona’s dragon body shuddered.

But her four limbs firmly rooted into the void, and a faint, protective light emanated from her scales, originating from Dalton. She withstood the immense pressure with sheer determination!

Her gains from Dalton had far exceeded her kin’s expectations.

She gazed up at the massive dragon soul projection, her dragon pupils filled with seriousness and defiance.

"Guardian, I do not know what crime I have committed!"

The authoritative voice echoed again, brimming with towering fury.

"As a member of the royal family, you dare to deceive the clan and abase yourself by aligning with foreign races!"

"You have trampled the pride and dignity of the dragon race into the dirt! And you dare claim innocence?!"

At this moment, the dragon Guardian was filled with anger and doubt.

He began to question the ancient prophecy. Could Fiona truly bring the dragon race back to glory?

Did the prophet truly exist?

"Guardian, I..."

Fiona was about to defend herself when Andrew, panicked, interrupted her.

"Fiona! Quickly apologize to the Guardian!"

He immediately prayed to the void.

"Guardian, Fiona is young and must have been deceived by others. She was confused for a moment. Please forgive her!"

"Father..."

Fiona looked at her father pleading for her with a complex heart.

She knew that although the dragon race appeared strong, it was hollow at its core. Without seeking change, the future would be dire.

Just as she pondered how to break the deadlock, the dragon Guardian had already delivered his verdict.

"From this day on, Fiona shall be stripped of her position as princess of the dragon race and imprisoned in the Dragonfall Rift for a thousand years to reflect on her actions!"

As the words fell, a gigantic dragon claw, capable of blotting out the sky, reached out from the void, carrying the will of confinement and punishment toward Fiona!

Feeling the terrifying force within the dragon claw, Fiona’s heart tightened.

If she were to be caught, there would be no escape!

Boom!

A deep, thunderous sound erupted.

Energy surged and the nebula dispersed.

Fiona stood frozen, staring at the figure that suddenly appeared before her.

It was a young man in a gray robe, his face cold and stern.

With a single raised hand, countless fine spatial cracks appeared in front of him, firmly blocking the massive dragon claw!

All the dragons stared in horror at this unexpected human figure.

He had actually blocked a blow from the Guardian with one hand?!

"Who are you?!"

The massive dragon head of the Guardian fully emerged from the void, its voice filled with shock and fury.

The gray-robed youth remained expressionless as he withdrew his hand, first casting a fleeting glance at Fiona.

"President has ordered me to ensure your safety."

Fiona’s eyes instantly watered, her heart filled with gratitude.

Her efforts had not been in vain.

Though she had desperately protected Lilith not for the sake of gaining anything from Dalton, nor for accolades, she at least didn’t want her sacrifices to go unnoticed...

The President truly was a person of great loyalty!

No wonder so many powerful beings were willing to serve Dalton with their lives!

Amidst her emotions, Fiona’s sense of belonging to Dalton grew even stronger.

The gray-robed youth raised his eyes to the enormous dragon Guardian, his gaze cold.

"You are not worthy to know my identity."

"Arrogant!"

"No matter who you are, invading the sacred grounds of the dragon race and interfering in our internal matters warrants only death!"

The Guardian was completely enraged. A massive dragon tail, imbued with the devastating power of a Starborn, began to gather.

A tail capable of tearing through galaxies was hurled toward the area where the youth and Fiona stood!

As it passed, space shattered with every inch!

The youth’s eyes flashed with cold light, and in an instant, he pulled Fiona back.

At the same time, he chanted something, and a Dark Mark, exuding a chilling and ominous aura, appeared in his palm.

Buzz!

The mark’s light blazed.

A condensed beam of dark energy shot out, colliding fiercely with the enormous dragon tail!

In the explosive clash of energies, the Guardian roared in disbelief.

"The scent of the Law of Death?!"

"Who exactly are you?!"

The Guardian’s dragon eyes fixed on the Dark Mark in the youth’s hand, its expression filled with shock.

This seemingly insignificant mark unleashed a power strong enough to counter the Guardian’s full-force strike!

And the youth before him was at High God rank!

"High God rank, withstanding the full force of my Divine Monarch might... who is this person?!"

"This is impossible for a human!!"

The Guardian’s mind was rocked with turmoil.

This went completely against its understanding of the laws of power, and was utterly incompatible with the image of the weak human race it had long held!

"Thank you for your help, sir!"

Fiona, witnessing this scene, was deeply shocked.

She knew the Guardian’s power.

The Guardian had existed for countless millennia at the Divine Monarch rank, with immeasurable depth!

For the youth to withstand this attack at the High God rank was nothing short of a miracle in her eyes!

At this moment, all the surrounding dragons stared at the youth as though he were a monster.

They had heard of people challenging ranks beyond their own, but for a True God rank to directly battle a Divine Monarch and emerge unscathed was beyond their comprehension.

What kind of terrifying power did that Dark Mark hold?

The youth, however, paid no attention to the astonished dragons. He looked at Fiona and continued,

"Do you want to stay here?"

Upon hearing this, Fiona immediately understood.

Though the youth was strong, his special methods could only temporarily withstand the attack.

It would be difficult to defeat a deeply entrenched Divine Monarch rank dragon Guardian in direct combat.

Remaining would only escalate the conflict, possibly attracting even more ancient forces.

With a disappointed sigh, Fiona spoke.

"Forget it, let’s go back."

Perhaps this was the fate of the dragon race, stuck in its ways.

She had tried, but could not shake the arrogant barrier that had been built up over countless years.

The youth nodded, a soft power enveloping Fiona.

Then, space rippled around them.

In the next moment, the two of them completely vanished from Draconis Astralis.

Watching Fiona disappear, Dragon Emperor Andrew’s enormous dragon eyes flashed with a complex, unreadable emotion.

"Fiona, my daughter..."

"Father does not doubt you. But to change this ancient ship of the dragon race, sailing through the currents of time, is not easy..."

"Father hopes that when you return next time, you will bring with you the power to bring true change."

"Guardian, Fiona has left."

A dragon cautiously reported.

In the void, the dragon Guardian was silent for a moment.

The enormous dragon shadow exuded an even colder aura.

"From this day on, Fiona is stripped of her dragon race identity and cast out of Draconis Astralis!"

"There shall be no such lineage in the dragon race from now on!"