Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 935 Crest and Carmos

A week has passed since the fighting in Nata came to an end.

During this time, Ying and Paimon traveled around Nata, meeting all sorts of people, enriching their experiences in Nata, and preparing for their ancient name.

On the other side, Sapphire filled the Sacred Night Travel Cloth that he had obtained for Hokuto and began to work on Hokuto's healing.

She brought the Big Dipper to Kustak, then took out the already filled Holy Night Travel Weaving and began to connect with the Kingdom of the Night God.

As long as Beidou has an anchor point in the Land of Night Gods, her soul can be considered completely at peace.

With Kustak's cooperation, the connection went very smoothly. As the Holy Night Traveler merged into Hokuto's body, she was enveloped in a silvery-white cocoon of light. As the light faded, Hokuto's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Beidou didn't know how long she had been unconscious, but she never felt that she would be in danger. She thought that even if she died, Saffir would be able to bring her back to life, just like she was now.

She sat up, a knowing smile on her face, and said, "Giggle!"

Instead of uttering the expected words, he let out an ambiguous cry.

Somewhat bewildered, Beidou tried to clear his throat and say something, only to turn his head and meet Saffir's strange expression.

Saffir's expression was very strange; it was neither calm nor angry. Instead, it looked as if he had seen something very cute and couldn't help but want to touch it, but was trying his best to restrain himself.

Beidou was startled and quickly stood up. Then she was horrified to discover that she was actually shorter than Safiel.

Bad news: He can't speak anymore.

Even worse news: He's shorter than Safir.

At this point, Saffir was barely able to control her expression. She quickly turned her head away from Beidou and instead questioned Kustak: "What's going on? How did our Beidou turn into... a velvet pterosaur?"

It was still such a small pterosaur.

Yes, Beidou has become a small dragon, and it's quite small. How small? About the same size as Yifa's Kakuku.

“This…” Kustak hesitated for a while before saying, “Perhaps it’s because Miss Hokuto isn’t a Nata, and her condition isn’t very good, which led to some unexpected changes.”

Saffir was speechless. She really wanted to ask, what kind of change could turn a living person into a little dragon?

"She can't keep going like this forever, can she?" Saffir asked out of concern.

Kustak was confident about this: "Don't worry, it won't happen. This should only be temporary. It will be fine after a while. But Miss Hokuto cannot leave Nata during this time, otherwise unpredictable consequences may occur."

She felt helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

Saffir stepped forward, picked up Beidou, who had transformed into a small velvet winged dragon, and carefully observed it before saying, "Since that's the case, then this is the only way for now. You've heard it too, you can't leave Nata for the time being, so you'll have to come with me."

Saffir didn't actually want to stay here, but since Beidou wanted to stay, she could only accompany him as his guardian for the time being.

Fortunately, there's nothing important to deal with recently, so she still has some time.

Beidou has figured out the situation. Although he is filled with grief and indignation, he is powerless to resist. He has come back to the old saying: life is like that. Since you can't resist it, you can only enjoy it.

It's not that she has no experience transforming into a dragon, it's just that she has never transformed into such a small dragon.

When she, Beidou, transformed into a fire dragon, she was devastating, capable of igniting the ocean. But now? Even if she could breathe fire, it would probably just look like a burp to others.

Sigh, life is tough, I've become a weakling.

Saffir was in a good mood: "I heard that most Nata people have a dragon that accompanies them. The dragon of the Flower Feather Society is the Velvet Winged Dragon. You protected the Flower Feather Society and became the Velvet Winged Dragon that protects the Flower Feather Society. Isn't that a kind of cause and effect?"

Beidou turned his head away from her, a little angry.

Seeing that she was angry, Saffir laughed and said, "Let's go, let's go wander around like Ying, just to relax."

At that moment, Ying and Little Paimon, whom Saffir had mentioned, suddenly entered a strange space.

The environment in the space was relatively peaceful, except for some things that clearly didn't belong here, running around everywhere: beast hounds.

Paimon immediately ducked to the side upon seeing the Beast Hound, a tacit understanding between her and Luminous; Paimon couldn't handle something so dangerous.

Fortunately, the Beast Hounds did not notice them, because they were fighting a Ridge Dragon. The Ridge Dragon was very brave and, despite being injured in many places, it did not flinch or retreat, seemingly protecting something.

Ying noticed this and quickened her pace, helping the Ridge Dragon kill the Beast Hound and saving its life.

After the Beast Hound was defeated, the Ridge Dragon could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

Ying and Paimon rushed over to check on them. Paimon looked worried and asked, "Hey, hey... are you alright? Can you still stand up?"

The spine dragon blinked weakly, indicating that it was still alive, but made no other movements.

Ying frowned and drew her sword, channeling a wisp of life force from the White Chalk Sword to heal the Ridge Dragon's injuries.

Paimon looked at the ridge dragon with some indignation: "It looks so weak, really, what happened... those floating ghost dogs are so annoying! As expected, those floating creatures are no good!"

"Aren't you floating around too?" After using the Flame of Life to heal the Ridge Dragon's injuries and confirming that it was alright, Ying looked at her companion and pointed out the error in her words.

Upon hearing Ying's words, Paimon choked and immediately became furious: "How can I be compared to those guys!"

Paimon rolled his eyes at his friend and changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's see what we can eat, give this big guy something to eat, and then let him rest."

"Hmm." Ying took out some grainy fruits that all dragons loved to eat from her backpack and fed them to the Ridge Dragon. "Take a good rest, you amazing big guy."

Jifenglong opened his mouth to accept Ying's feeding, chewing intently with a serious expression.

After finishing the fruit, it wobbled to its feet and slowly walked to a platform in front of it, looking at a certain spot on the platform.

Ying and Xiao Paimeng followed behind it, and looking in the direction of its gaze, they saw a small, sealed Ridge Dragon.

Ying tilted her head: "What's this?"

The Great Ridge Dragon suddenly moved closer to Ying and nuzzled her hand with its head.

Ying felt a suction force emanating from the spine dragon's body. Immediately afterward, she was uncontrollably lifted into the air and instantly entered the spine dragon's body.

Paimon stared in disbelief at the scene before him: "Huh? This is... wait, where did you put Ying?"

"Calm down, Paimon, it's me." Ying knew a lot the moment she entered the spine dragon's body. Seeing that Paimon had misunderstood, she immediately said, "This is a special state called Soul Possession. I'm not in danger."

Paimon was stunned: "Huh? There's such a thing?"

Ying, who had transformed into a Ridge Dragon, nodded and then looked at the sealed baby Ridge Dragon.

The pillar that sealed the little ridge dragon was covered by a pile of stones, and the great ridge dragon wanted to protect this little ridge dragon, which is why it has persisted until now.

Ying Mo Ran, after possessing the soul, she sensed the physical condition of this Great Ridge Dragon. It was already exhausted and had only managed to stay alive until now by sheer willpower. Even if she treated it, it would be of no use.

Feeding it granules only barely restored some of its strength, but its death was already inevitable. This Great Ridge Dragon had already died when it was possessed by the Spirit of Fire.

If Ying were to remove the spirit possession now, all that would remain would be a corpse.

With a heavy heart, she stepped forward, raised her front paws to smash the pile of stones, and then deactivated her spirit possession state.

Sure enough, the instant her consciousness left her, the Great Ridge Dragon swayed and then collapsed to the ground, closing its eyes forever.

"Those chosen by the dragon... unite... with power, and then witness everything, thereby liberating all..."

This sentence remained in Ying's mind.

She crouched down and gently stroked the Great Ridge Dragon's head: "Don't worry about leaving it to me."

After doing all this, she stood up straight and stretched out her right hand toward the sealed Little Ridge Dragon.

Golden light shimmered in her palm. The golden light curtain surrounding the little ridge dragon began to dissolve under the influence of Ying's power, and then collapsed.

The small figure lost its support and rolled to the ground like a soft bun.

It didn't wake up, so it didn't make any movement. It just rolled around and lay down on the ground, with a very obvious wound on its tail, which could be seen at a glance from this angle.

"Ouch! Little guy, are you alright?" Paimon looked at him and felt pain, so he quickly asked.

The little ridge dragon was woken up by the fall. It shook its head, stood up, and looked at Ying and Paimon.

Paimon scratched his head: "W-what's wrong? You look a little uncomfortable. Is it your tail? Did you hurt your tail when you fell off that cover?"

Paimon immediately thought of the wound on the little guy's tail.

Little Ridge Dragon let out a roar, but its meaning remained unclear.

Ying thought for a moment and said, "If we want to avoid it, let's bandage it first?"

“Oh! Speaking of bandaging, this is where I come in! You're always the one who takes the lead in any danger, and I can't help you at all, so I've prepared a lot of other things.” Paimon confidently opened his small backpack and took out… a silk scarf.

Ying looked completely bewildered: "You want to use this? And where did you get this backpack from?"

They don't usually carry many things with them; they keep everything in their dust-song pots so it's easy to take them out.

But Paimon, wanting a bit of adventure, actually bought a backpack and put it in the Dust Song Jar. Then he would put his things in the backpack, and if he wanted to get something, he would first take out the backpack and then rummage through it…

"He's really good at taking off his pants to fart." Ying said blankly.

Paimon was a little embarrassed and annoyed: "Hey, are you going to use this scarf or not?!"

“I’ll need it, thank you Paimon.” Ying’s expression immediately changed as she took the silk scarf Paimon handed her.

The little guy didn't understand, but he didn't struggle and let Ying bandage the wound on his tail.

Seeing that it didn't struggle at all and was very well-behaved, Paimon was very satisfied: "Hehe, I didn't expect it to be so well-behaved."

"Wow!" The little guy seemed to understand Paimon's praise and exclaimed in response.

Ying looked at the energetic little ridge dragon: "Is this alright?"

"Speaking of which, why were you locked in that kind of enclosure? And those beast hounds..." Paimon couldn't help but feel worried again as he thought about what had just happened.

Little Ridge Dragon tilted its head, looking puzzled.

Seeing this, Paimon shrugged. "You don't know either?" Then she sighed. "Even if you did know, your babbling wouldn't be understood by us..."

"But little one, we've rescued you, you can go home now."

"Hmm?" The little guy tilted its head in confusion again, seemingly having no concept of home.

Paimon tried to understand: "Huh, don't you know where your home is?"

"Then your family, ah, could it be that big guy from before..."

She looked at the dead Ridge Dragon beside her and suddenly realized that this might be the little guy's last family.

How will the orphaned and helpless little ridge dragon grow up on its own?

Paimon didn't know much about dragons' lives, but putting herself in their shoes made her feel uneasy and confused. She instinctively reached out to Luminous for help: "What should we do? Luminous, we can't just leave it here alone... uh, all alone, can we?"

"Woo..." As if sensing that Paimon was about to abandon him, the little guy let out a mournful cry at the right time.

Ying hesitated for a moment, then said, "You could come with us for now."

"That's true, maybe we can find the little guy's family once we get outside." Paimon became optimistic again.

Ying, however, was not so optimistic. She frowned and pondered, "What does 'chosen by the dragon' mean?"

"Huh? What? Did you hear that?" Paimon didn't hear it, but she was already used to Luminous always encountering strange things.

Ying nodded, then looked at the little guy: "Following us is no problem, but... are you really willing to come with us?"

“Right, we’ll have to ask it if it’s willing.” Paimon immediately became excited. After all, she had been in Nata for so long, and it seemed she was finally going to have her own dragon.

Paimon flew up to the little ridge dragon and asked, "Little guy, would you like to travel with us?"

When Xiao Jifenglong heard this question, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly clapped his hands excitedly, looking like he was very willing to do so.

Paimon understood what Little Ridge Dragon meant: "Hehe, looks like you've agreed. So... I'm Paimon, and she's Luminous."

"Hmm? Ah..." Little Ridge Dragon tried to repeat the two names, but unfortunately, he couldn't speak.

But Paimon didn't seem to care, and instead said to himself, "Speaking of which, the little guy needs a name too. Let me think of one..."

Actually, I had this feeling the first time I saw a spur dinosaur. Its color was yellowish-black, and it looked like a big potato. Maybe we should call it a potato pancake?

"Ugh...ugh..." The little ridge dragon grunted in dissatisfaction.

Ying smiled and then said, "Potato pancakes are probably only popular among deer hunters, right? Besides, calling a dragon potato pancake doesn't seem quite right."

"What do you mean 'popular in Deer Hunters'? Do you mean you're not popular anywhere else besides Deer Hunters?" Paimon said, hands on his hips, clearly unconvinced.

As a result, Kojimine Ryu nodded vigorously, agreeing with Ying's statement.

"Damn it... In that case, let Ying name you! As for her taste, I can't say for sure." Paimon knew Ying's naming abilities were only so-so.

Ying put one hand on her hip, adopting a mysterious expression: "At this time, naturally, what's needed is..."

A secret document appeared in her hand: "Why not ask the omnipotent Saffir for help?"

"Wow!! Ying, you're so despicable!" Paimon said, but he didn't stop them at all. These two are terrible at naming things. Sure enough, we still need to ask Saffir, the naming expert, to help us.

The call connected, and Saffir's voice came from the other end: "Firefly? What do you need?"

"Safir, do you have any suitable names for a dragon?" Ying asked directly.

Saffir paused for a moment: "A dragon?"

"Well, I found a dragon, and I'm planning to give it a nice name. Do you have any suggestions?" Ying didn't intend to hide anything and told Saphir everything directly.

There was a moment of silence on Saffir's end. Just as Ying was wondering if the communication had been interfered with, Saffir's voice rang out again: "Let's call it Kryst. It comes from Kryst, which means rock. Since you said it's a Ridge Dragon, let's use a name with the connotation of rock. It'll suit it better."

After saying this, Saffir looked at Beidou and revealed a malicious smile: "Speaking of which, you've also become a dragon, so naturally you can't be called Beidou anymore. How about you be called Kalmos for the time being?"