Chapter 1917: 538 Lord of Darkness_2

At that moment,

he planned to stealth his way over, figure out a way to distract those gatekeeping demons, and then enter the castle.

Yet before he’d taken more than a few steps,

a familiar voice rang in his ears:

“Eh?”

“Matthew?”

“Are you interested in Beckman’s treasure as well?”

Matthew turned around to look.

On a nearby hillside, that miniature Yellow Jade Dragon was casting its gaze in his direction.

That voice was unmistakably Mr. Clayde’s.

“Is that really you, Mr. Clayde?”

Matthew said somewhat embarrassedly,

“Your size and presence are a bit different from before… I thought I’d come across a different Yellow Jade Dragon.”

Clayde laughed heartily,

“What you’re seeing is indeed not my actual body. My body is still on Eternal Island, soundly asleep,”

“Let’s put it this way, this is an improved version of the ‘Blue Veil Dream’–

Dudley has just discovered a new type of fungus, which I’m calling the ‘Ghostly Blue Fungus.’

This fungus’s peculiarity lies in enabling a living being’s soul to travel extremely long distances, even while in the depth of slumber.

After that fellow mentioned it to me and experimented on my body, as you can see, I’ve left Eternal Island with the help of this fungus and come to you.

This amounts to a kind of effortless projection ability or doppelganger technique.

However, my current form is much weaker, so wherever I go, I use spells to hide myself, so as to avoid trouble.”

Matthew nodded slightly,

So this was the latest research result from the Spore Society, he supposed Dudley had not yet had the chance to fill him in before experimenting on Clayde.

The effects of this Ghostly Blue Fungus looked pretty good.

He wondered if it could have a similar effect on others.

Matthew circumvented the battlefield and came to Clayde’s side.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Clayde took the initiative and said,

“I initially thought to use this ability to freely soar across the astral world, while also seeing if I could find a suitable resting place.”

“You know, I’m already an Ancient Dragon, not young anymore, it’s about time I started preparing for the afterlife…”

“By the way, do you remember the agreement between us?”

After listening, Matthew’s smile twitched involuntarily.

The old dragon had a really long life ahead of him.

Rather than preparing for his afterlife,

It seemed more like he was practicing his domain–

Matthew hadn’t forgotten.

Clayde’s title was the Dragon of Decay and Creation.

Decay or rebirth,

Both were within Yellow Jade Dragon’s purview.

He smiled and nodded,

“Of course, I remember.”

“As long as I am still alive by then, I would indeed be willing to oversee the Ritual for Transformation into a Dragon Lich.”

Clayde exclaimed, delighted,

“That’s fantastic, Matthew.”

“I’m convinced you’ll be alive when I die,”

“You look so young after all, and as a necromancer, you have plenty of dirty tricks up your sleeve…”

Matthew felt something was amiss in what he heard,

But the Yellow Jade Dragon quickly changed the subject.

He lowered his miniature dragon head and sniffed around Matthew, his voice becoming more excited,

“Is that the scent of a newborn?”

“Have you had a child?”

Matthew nodded,

“Yes, it’s a boy.”

Clayde looked at Matthew with an approving face,

“That’s the way it should be, destruction for rebirth, chaos follows reproduction. I often encourage people to have more children; most scoff at me, but you, Matthew, you’re the only one who’s taken my advice to heart. I’m genuinely happy for you.”

“So, this petite werewolf lady by your side, is she the mother of the child?”

“Hmm? She seems a bit different from the companion you brought last time.”

Mrs. Wolf looked bewildered as she stared at him.

Clayde paused for two seconds, his voice suddenly tinged with apology,

“Erm, Matthew, did I speak out of turn?”

Matthew massaged his temples and quickly explained,

“The mother of the child is not her.”

Clayde breathed a sigh of relief:

“It seems that you are indeed a man of Loyalty, so is it still the same Lady Margaret as last time?”

Matthew coughed:

“Someone else.”

Clayde fell silent for two seconds upon hearing this, then offered his criticism:

“That’s not right, Matthew.”

“You ought to treat all your lady friends Equally and not favor one over another.”

“You should give each of them a child…”

Matthew quickly interrupted Clayde:

“Thank you.”

“Thank you for your blessings, Mr. Clayde.”

Clayde looked somewhat bewildered.

However, he quickly picked up the conversation:

“You didn’t mention it, but I almost forgot, we Yellow Jade Dragons are the True Dragons most proficient at bestowing blessings among all the Metal Dragons.”

“When your child is born, you should notify me to bear witness, and concurrently, bestow our dragon race’s blessings.”

“How about this, you keep this scale safe, and then find a time, once you’re prepared, ignite this scale, and I will come to the location of the scale to offer your child the Metal Dragon’s blessing.”

“Believe me, this is something even the gods of the Heavenly Family Palace would beg for.”

Matthew did not decline.

After thanking him sincerely, he safely stored the scale away.

The Yellow Jade Dragon might be somewhat whimsical in some ways, but his strength as an Ancient Dragon was undeniable.

His blessing surely wouldn’t be lacking.

However, Matthew felt that continuing the topic of children would only increase his and Mrs. Wolf’s embarrassment.

So he forcefully shifted the topic:

“Speaking of which, what’s this about Beckman’s treasure you just mentioned?”

Clayde’s eyes darted about:

“Oh, that’s something else entirely.”

“Firstly, as you know about me, I’m not at all interested in treasures; my coming here was purely out of novelty, just to join in the fun.”

“Secondly, I came this way because I heard rumors about the Lord of Darkness Beckman.”

“Beckman, that old monster who ruled the Shadow Plane from behind the scenes for several epochs, seems to have been inspired by a Twilight Creature and tried to ‘bury himself’ to get through the Days of Heavenly Change and the following series of cosmic calamities.”

“For this, he voluntarily left the Shadow Plane and then, using the scraps from the plane created by the Days of Heavenly Change, he crafted this tears-the-target-apart plane by himself.”

“Rather than calling it a tears-the-target-apart plane, it’s more suitable to say it’s a tomb created by the Lord of Darkness Beckman for his long sleep, as well as a giant roaming plane.”

“In Beckman’s plan, he will leave Aindor with this plane, wandering to the depths of the distant Universe, he will evade future disasters and Time in his sleep, and ultimately, in the dawn’s light, welcome the recovery of the next Epoch…”

Matthew listened, somewhat spellbound:

“You mean, the tears-the-target-apart plane is Beckman’s own created mausoleum, or space ship?”

The Yellow Jade Dragon nodded:

“Pretty much.”

Matthew then asked:

“But I heard Beckman left the Shadow Plane because he was seduced and betrayed by Galan…”

The Yellow Jade Dragon dismissively said:

“Galan is not qualified to influence Beckman’s decisions.”

“The real influencer is someone else, and you can probably guess who–It is the leader of the Twilight Creatures beneath the Bridge of All Life, the Captain.”

“They say the Captain himself used this method to successfully survive countless disasters, and Beckman wants to use it to avoid the giant beast’s active period, survive the darkest unmanned period, and ultimately wait for the new Universe’s dawn light…”

Matthew pondered:

“So why is the Captain still under the Bridge of All Life?”

The Yellow Jade Dragon uncertainly said:

“Who knows?”

“Maybe His story is a deception aimed at the Lord of Darkness.”

“But there’s also a possibility, for the Captain, hiding under the Bridge of All Life, is also a way to ‘bury himself’ to avoid disasters?”

Matthew fell silent.

The Yellow Jade Dragon’s speculation was not without reason.

Since the matter involved the Captain, it was not something he could speculate on lightly–

Not that he wasn’t qualified to speculate.

But due to the lack of information, any further thought was just a waste of energy.

“So if the Lord of Darkness created this plane himself, how did the Phantom Baron and the King of Air Element get involved?”

Matthew inquired.

The Yellow Jade Dragon blinked:

“Since it’s a tomb, there are bound to be sacrificial objects.”

“The Lord of Darkness, standing tall through several epochs, naturally has an enticing collection.”

“Of course, I’m not interested.”

“But others who heard about this thought differently.”

“The Phantom Baron and the King of Air Element are those types of individuals with impure motives, and look, no sooner had the Lord of Darkness announced his slumber than they came knocking directly on his door…”

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