Last Egg: Reincarnated as a Dragon in a Game

Chapter 461 The Silence after The Storm

Chapter 461  The Silence after The Storm

POV Vesuvius:

The dragon stood solely in the destroyed red desert littered with craters and dead bodies as all the undead collapsed after the dead dragon left.

'So much death and destruction.'

All that remained were the battered ranks of his allies and subordinates, their previously vibrant scales bent and seared, carrying the scars of the recent battle.

"You have all proven yourself to be worthy of my grace! I shall fulfill my promise and give you the power you seek. Prepare for it—once I recover I will start your transformations."

'You deserve this...'

The loud dings of the system resounded in his head—his anticipation reaching its climax as he could already imagine the massive reward from the quest.

Ding!

//

Quest accomplished: The grand demon was summoned, and you are the greatest contributor.

Rating: SS

Reward: 10 X Instant Level UP; 100 X pack of random angelic cores; 10 X Seraph Feather; 1 X Greater Orb of purity; 3 X Greater Orb //

'Ten levels? This means I need only a few more to reach my goal!' Light; 1 X Greater Orb Chastity; 1 X Greater Orb Mercy; 1 X Greater Orb; 1 X Fragment of Heavenly Gate; 1 X The Essence of Supreme Anger; Magic Item: Ring Of Wrath

//

'Ten levels? This means I need only a few more to reach my goal!' Vesuvius could hardly keep his composure, especially when he knew where to get the few remaining levels he needed.

'I still haven't finished the quest about the elemental invasion. So there must still be fighting somewhere in my empire. Once it ends, I should level up a lot.'

There was also the shocking amount of XP that trickled into his pocket through the war.

Every time his soldiers or kin that consumed his blood killed something, he gained an XP. Even if it was only a small amount, the scale of killing was so huge he had enough to level up multiple times.

'No, I will wait for the quest to finish and pour the XP into my two souls instead.' To gain the maximum benefit and power for the upcoming war, he was ready to sacrifice the immediate benefit for the most economical solution.

'My second soul has a smaller level, so I will gain more levels from the same amount of XP and by so, increase my power by a much larger margin.'

He was no longer in a hurry as the freed Satanel would likely draw the brunt of the enemy attack.

The voice of his young dragon suddenly spoke inside his head, ''Your lordship, there were slight complications here. I dealt with them... appropriately. Also, the dagger is ready. We can start at any moment.''

POV Ariane:

"Are you sure you are alright?"

"I am! I already told you multiple times—it only eats my mana."

The horned woman in a knee-length red dress stained with blood lay in a bed, visibly shivering. Her face was pale, and her hair messy.

"Let me check the wound." The white-haired girl leaned over, her voice laced with worry.

 With a swift move, she reached for the red hem of the dress. However, at the last moment, a hand gently gripped her by the wrist, stopping her attempt.

"You don't have to undress me. You know, you can just tear the fabric around the injury."

"Ohh, I am such a dummy. How could I not have thought of that?"

With a slight regret, Ariane wiggled out of the grip and moved her hand toward the blood-stained portion of the dress. She tore it, revealing the blackened stab wound on her left side—even though the skin already healed and closed the injury, there were black veins branching around it.

Considering how durable and resilient their kind was, she couldn't help but feel horrified at the poison so effective. 'How strong it was? Especially with us inheriting weak poison affinity from our master. At least it isn't deadly.'

At the same time, she was relieved to see it wasn't spreading any further.

'She will be alright.'

She turned her back to the injured woman as a smile crept onto her face, her eyes almost shining with excitement, 'Hehe, now at least I can take care of her until she recovers. I am so lucky! I can bath her and maybe even feed her and clothe her!'

She calmed down her expression and turned back to her injured companion. She gently grasped the edge of Tania's dress again, trembling and blushing with pure joy and excitement.

"What are you doing this time?!" The stern voice cooled her down.

"Uhh? How am I supposed to wash you when you are dressed?"

"You... I have no words. You are just taking advantage of my state....", her companion's cheeks turned rosy as she crossed her hands on her chest and grumbled.

Ariana paid no mind to the cute grumbling as her hands slowly moved, raising the red dress higher and higher, exposing the smooth skin of Tania's thighs. Her companion even helped her by slightly shifting her legs and back.

'Hehe, she always grumbles but never does anything to stop me. A few more decades, and she will be fully mine!'

POV Vesuvius:

The dragon who was morphed into his bipedal form, held a tiny graphite-black dagger, the golden scale patterns on its blade gleaming in the bright purple light emitted from the purple gem embedded in its dragon-shaped handle.

Ding!

//Analyze result:

Name: The Soul-Stealing Dagger of Torturous Vengence

Category: Torture Device/Magic Item/Weapon

Grade: Sacred

Item level: ???

Souls trapped: 0

Lore: The dagger crafted by immortal craftsmen of true dragons and reapers, combining their affinities and powers with the knowledge from the Book of Souls. In recognition, the dragon god gave their blessing to it, increasing its power and sentencing all the souls trapped inside to eternal pain and torture. The greater the sins againt the dragonkind and more stolen, the greater the suffering.

Effects: When stabbed through someone's heart in a killing move, their soul will be sealed and trapped inside it; If destroyed, the trapped souls will be freed; ???;

Warning: It tastes like candy, but don't eat it.

//

'What, it tastes like a candy? What nonsense is the system splurting out again?'

Filled with curiosity, he sniffed it, but all he could smell was the dragger's immense value, metal, and something divine, 'It doesn't smell like candy... Should I lick it?'

For a moment, the dragon contemplated, his tongue already rolling around his mouth, 'No, it says I shouldn't eat it... Nah, the system must be making some kind of stupid joke.'

He shook his head in anger, cursing silently at the system messing with him.

"Ehhm, is it good?" Only the innocent voice of his child brought him back to reality.

"Yes, you did more than good."

The small elf-dragon joyfully skipped, a smile playing on her childish face smeared with blood.