Chapter 266: Half-Dragon Transformation, Loss of Sanity

“Wait, don’t go near Yamei!” Little Weir, in a moment of desperation, blurted out Yamei’s real name. Usually, in front of his colleagues at Yorozuya, he would call Yamei ‘Little Deer’.

“What?” Molly was slightly surprised, but her body was already very close to Yamei. What did she see? Yamei’s Aura was continuously rising, her cloak billowed without wind, then flew with the wind. “Horns?!”

Yamei’s eyes turned blood-red, her face slightly ferocious, and the small dragon horns on her head gradually grew larger. With a soft “sizzle~” sound, a crack appeared in her outer garment, followed by more and more cracks, finally turning into fragments scattering everywhere. Yamei’s body slowly grew larger as her Aura increased. The greatsword clanged to the ground, and her hands transformed into claws, with faint scales emerging on them.

“Dragon?!” Senior Knight Moli was not an ignorant person. She immediately thought of a creature at the peak of the continent, the legendary Dragon. Who exactly was Little Deer? Why could she undergo this dragon-like transformation? No, this was not a complete Dragon transformation, but a Half-Dragon people transformation.

“Oh, Little Deer.” Lilith stood beside Little Weir, sweeping a glance at him expressionlessly. Little Weir knew he was in the wrong, but what could he do?

Yamei possessing Dragon Clan Bloodline and living on Silver Dragon Island was not something to be casually spoken about. What was the Human Race’s attitude towards Dragons? You only needed to look at those storybooks to know: Dragon Slayers! Yes, the Human Race took pride in slaying Dragons; in the eyes of the Human Race, Dragons were symbols of honor and wealth.

“What’s that smell?” Little Weir’s nose twitched slightly; a peculiar scent seemed to permeate the air. Lilith snorted, “Don’t try to change the subject. If you don’t give me a satisfactory answer today, you can imagine the consequences yourself.”

“Yamei has half Dragon Clan Bloodline and is a Dragon Blood Knight, capable of transforming into a Half-Dragon people.” Little Weir paused here, unsure what to say next.

At this moment, Yamei, now over a zhang tall, stopped changing. She was no longer the petite and cute half-grown loli, but a massive, ferocious-looking monster. Her original clothes, made of unknown material, could actually change with her body.

“Slap~” Yamei swept her arm horizontally, sending Senior Knight Moli, who was wide-eyed but not very prepared, flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Damn it, Yamei is too young, she can’t control this transformed power yet. She has lost her sanity, everyone quickly get far away!” Little Weir’s words were mainly directed at Strange Strength Loli. Senior Knight Moli’s flight direction was a bit off, and she actually landed near the Night Spirit Cat.

The Half-Dragon people Yamei pushed off the ground, leaving a small pit, and instantly appeared before the Night Spirit Cat. Her greatsword had long been discarded on the ground, and her huge fist smashed down fiercely.

The Night Spirit Cat no longer cared if its front paws were injured; it suddenly moved sideways. The ground exploded with a bang, and the unlucky Senior Knight Moli was sent flying again. However, this time was better; she was only affected by the aftermath and did not take a direct hit from Yamei’s fist.

The Half-Dragon people Yamei began chasing and attacking the Night Spirit Cat. Her speed, strength, and even physical toughness had qualitatively improved. She seemed to not care about getting injured at all; the Night Spirit Cat’s sharp claws actually couldn’t break her skin, forcing it to dodge frantically in a sorry state. Moreover, the scoundrel was excessively moving closer to Little Weir and the others’ direction.

Little Weir discovered a major weakness of the Half-Dragon people Yamei, or rather, Yamei after her transformation: she truly went berserk, recognizing no one. She only recognized her enemies, and wherever there was an obstacle, she would directly smash through it. Senior Knight Moli unluckily got in the way twice.

The Half-Dragon people Yamei’s magic resistance was very high, and his small Tricks were completely ineffective.

He couldn’t even stop her, let alone restrain her and forcibly make her clear-headed again.

Leya hurriedly treated Molly’s injuries again. Little Weir watched the Night Spirit Cat being thoroughly beaten and fleeing everywhere, his mouth twitching, silently mourning for it, and simultaneously praying for his grandfather to return quickly. He really couldn’t handle such a situation; one or two of them were super-standard existences, and he was just a First-level Wizard Apprentice and Intermediate Knight, alright?

“Boom~” Yamei’s transformation seemed to have not yet stopped. Although her height and build no longer changed, her Aura continued to climb and burst out unrestrainedly in all directions. The Night Spirit Cat’s speed immediately slowed down significantly, suppressed by the sudden burst of Dragon’s Might. This was the natural suppression of lower-class creatures facing higher-class creatures.

Little Weir and Lilith simultaneously split to the left and right. The Night Spirit Cat darted between them, followed by a fierce gust of wind. Little Weir hurriedly cast two protective shields, but before he could fully release them, the Half-Dragon people Yamei had already brushed past him, sending Lilith flying backward to crash heavily onto the ground.

Lilith, Strange Strength Loli, and Leya each had a protective shield. Little Weir rushed over to help Lilith up, but saw a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, which greatly alarmed him. Lilith was different from the others; her strength was the weakest among everyone present and she couldn’t endure too much hardship.

“Are you alright? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?” Little Weir carefully checked her body, but touched a sensitive spot, and was knocked down by a punch from the blushing Lilith. “I’m fine, I just got blown by a strong wind.”

“It’s good that you’re fine, it’s good that you’re fine. I saw blood at the corner of your mouth and thought you were injured.” Little Weir’s words made Lilith pause. She subconsciously licked her lips, and an indescribable taste spread across her taste buds, though it didn’t quite taste like blood, but rather had a hot sensation.

Swallowing, Lilith stood up and looked at the Half-Dragon people Yamei, who was frantically chasing the Night Spirit Cat, her forehead covered in black lines: “Could this be the method he mentioned for Dragon God Believers to tame Demonic Beasts?”

“You know, that’s actually possible, it really fits Yamei’s personality.” Little Weir said, but his face was full of worry. Yamei was too abnormal now, and such a transformation must consume a lot, right? Where did these consumptions come from? Would they have any impact on Yamei? They definitely would.

Seemingly noticing Little Weir’s concern, Lilith comforted him, saying, “Don’t worry too much, the potential of Dragons is limitless. This small consumption is nothing. And as soon as the burst time is over, she will naturally recover. At most, she’ll be weak for a few days, it shouldn’t cause too much harm to her body. Besides, don’t we have a doctor? Don’t you trust her skill? You know, she’s your Fiancée.”

Towards the end, she gritted her teeth slightly. To this day, Little Weir still held the title of Lilith’s Fiancé candidate, yet he turned around and brought a “doctor” who constantly boasted about being Little Weir’s future wife to work at Yorozuya.

“I hope so.” Little Weir awkwardly scratched his head. Leya’s constant declarations of her status as the ‘main wife’ and her vigilance towards all unmarried Elf Bloodline females had indeed caused Little Weir some trouble. However, everyone knew Leya was still young, so they didn’t take it too seriously. But the clever Lilith knew that the Little Girl was not simple at all, and she was serious!

Perhaps she was angered, Lilith suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She smelled a strange fragrance in her nose, and something inside her body seemed to be emitting a faint heat, which, under the stimulation of this fragrance, gradually intensified, quickly reaching a scorching degree, and this heat actually spread little by little.

“Are you alright? Why is your face suddenly so red? And your body temperature seems to be rising.” Little Weir had been paying attention to Lilith and couldn’t help but ask when he saw her abnormality.

“I’m fine, I should be fine.” Lilith clenched her fists, finding no abnormalities, but what was with this inexplicable heat all over her body? Seemingly sensing something, Lilith cast her gaze towards the Half-Dragon people Yamei, carefully feeling. As her body’s heat continuously increased, she actually felt a hint of closeness and a hint of fear towards the current Yamei. What in the world was going on?