Chapter 917: Chapter 58: The Big Dragon Hung, Lockdown the Entire Scene

Racing all the way, both men and horses were tired.

The convoy carrying the supplies slowed down and briefly rested in a wide-open wilderness.

The Elf Three Kings led the Light Elves to disperse in all directions, planting specially cultivated trees to create a Short Life Forest that acts as a guard, and inscribed an Array nearby to mask the scent of the Upper Giant Dragon among them.

Although this operation had achieved a comprehensive Victory, with three Upper Giant Dragons either slain or captured, and nearly eighty percent of the hybrid Dragonkin sealed in the tunnels and defeated one by one.

However, to avoid unexpected complications, this somewhat strange Upper Giant Dragon still needed careful supervision.

On one hand, to prevent the remaining Dragonkin from launching a surprise attack to rescue it; on the other hand, to guard against any Dwarf being beguiled by this Giant Dragon, thereby contracting Dragon Disease.

Still, with so many experts present, these two possibilities were virtually zero.

Everyone leisurely set up camp, and a relaxed and soothing ambiance permeated the camp.

This place was only half a day’s journey from Turin City; as soon as dawn broke, they could enter the city, complete the task assigned by the Dwarf Clan, and thoroughly enjoy the cheers and wine of the Dwarves.

Thinking of the delicious Nectar from Central Court, a few Light Elves guarding the cage couldn’t help but feel their mouths go dry.

Just then, several burly figures crossed the Short Life Forest used for guarding.

The guarding Light Elves immediately drew their bowstrings, watching the front warily.

“Who?”

“It’s us, the people from Immortal Palace. You all have worked hard.”

Poetry God, handsome with a gaunt face, waved his hand and greeted them warmly, his gentle smile as soothing as a spring breeze.

“So it’s you, Bragi.” God of Fertility Frey sighed in relief and ordered the surrounding Light Elves to lower their Longbows.

Then, he looked at the two figures following Bragi, showing some surprise:

“Tyr? Heimdall? What are you all doing here?”

“Just need to talk about some private matters.”

Bragi smiled, glancing at the Light Elves around.

Frey hesitated for a moment, then under Bragi’s watchful eyes, waved to dismiss the surrounding Light Elves and asked:

“What’s up, coming to me so late?”

“To help you.”

“Help me? Help me with what?”

“To help you achieve distinction.”

Bragi saw Frey still appearing puzzled, then pointed directly at the dying Giant Dragon in the cage behind him and said bluntly,

“Let’s kill this Beast, and the credit will be yours!”

Hearing the thoughts of the trio, Frey was startled, shaking his head repeatedly in refusal:

“You want to kill it? No! Freya said to escort this dragon back to Turin City to be at the disposal of the Dwarf King!”

“This is impossible! Frey, think about it, this Giant Dragon is likely the source of the Dragon Disease, taking it back to Turin City like this would put all Dwarves in danger. The Seven Dwarf Kings would never allow such a thing to happen?”

“But Eden, she…”

“What does a little girl know! She’s just been fostered by this Giant Dragon for a few days and can’t bear to act. Moreover, having stayed with this Giant Dragon so long, who knows if she contracted Dragon Disease?”

Bragi waved his hand in rebuttal, sneering disdainfully,

“Eliminating this calamity is also for her good.”

Yet, Frey was still hesitant:

“But this was a task assigned by Freya, I…”

In the Warner Divine Race, the status of the Goddess is above that of the male gods, and he had always been somewhat fearful of his sister from childhood.

Bragi, seeing this, displayed an exasperated expression:

“Frey, the Lonely Mountain’s three Giant Dragons, one was killed by the Central Court Humans, one by the Giants of Jotunheim. However, our combined forces of Warner and Asa Divine Races, even with the elite forces of the Elf Clan, achieved nothing. Don’t you think this is a disgrace? When we return to Turin City and face those Dwarves, how can we hold our heads up?”

Hearing this, Frey’s face showed flickering uncertainty.

Indeed, in a hunt, it was still excusable for the mighty Warner Divine Race and Asa Divine Race to be overshadowed by the Giant Clan; but if even the Central Court Human squads could surpass them, that would be a significant loss of face.

Seeing Frey wavering, Bragi added meaningfully:

“Moreover, don’t you think your sister treats that Central Court man a bit differently? I just saw her chasing after that guy out of the camp; they might be having a secret rendezvous. What if Freya is smitten, and when she sees the Dwarf King, credits all achievements to her lover? If Immortal Palace’s reputation is damaged and Father God is furious, no one can save her!”

“That serious?” Frey swallowed.

“Helping the Dwarf Clan quell the Dragon Disaster is a direct command from Father God. If we return without any achievements, do you think he’ll be pleased? Completing this task is also to prevent your sister from taking the wrong path.”

Bragi snorted coldly in reminder and then, with disdain glancing at this indecisive Warner Chief God,

“If you don’t have the guts, just turn a blind eye. We’ll handle it ourselves, taking responsibility and crediting you!”

“Killing a mere Beast, what’s there to fear?!”

Frey’s handsome face instantly flushed, turning grimly towards the dying Giant Dragon in the cage.