Dungeon King: A Lady Knight Offered by My Goblins

Ethan murmured this to himself, unsure if Peggy heard him. 

He then focused his consciousness into his own body, beginning the process of repair.

His body was in a dire state.

A strange energy lurked within him, like an invisible beast roaming through his muscles and bones, seeking an escape. Each collision brought sharp pain, as if countless needles were pricking his skin.

This energy seemed to have no pattern. At times, it concentrated in his head, causing excruciating headaches; at others, it gathered around his heart, producing an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

Occasionally, it would vanish, leading Ethan to think it was over, only for it to reappear suddenly in another part of his body, catching him off guard.

As time passed, the energy grew more violent.

It no longer just collided within his body but began to affect his internal organs, creating a terrifying sight.

Ethan’s lips were tightly pursed, his heart moaning in agony. His body felt like it was being torn into countless pieces, every cell violently trembling.

His internal organs seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, on the verge of rupture at any moment.

“What kind of energy is this?” Ethan wondered in frustration, at a loss for how to proceed.

It was fortunate that it was Ethan’s body. His Golden Divine Dragon Blood played a significant role at this moment.

lightsΝοvel Every time the bizarre energy tore his body apart, the potent regenerative ability of the Golden Divine Dragon Blood promptly restored it.

However, this continuous tug-of-war only intensified Ethan’s discomfort, causing a trickle of blood to seep from the corner of his mouth.

Ethan’s eyebrows arched slightly, a resolve hardening within him: “Since you wreak havoc within my body, I shall ignite my blood, burning you out completely.”

With the thought in mind, Ethan acted immediately. 

He invoked the Flame Language of Nature, and countless flames emerged from nowhere. 

This time, he was not using the Flame Language of Nature on the external world, nor was he attaching it to his Blasphemous Spear.

Instead, he channeled the Flame Language of Nature within his own body. 

As it melded with his being, the Golden Divine Dragon Blood within him instantly began to boil, then burst fiercely into flames.

Ethan’s blood burned inside him like a ferocious inferno. 

Each heartbeat accelerated, accompanied by intense pain. His face turned ashen, and his forehead was beaded with sweat.

The burning sensation was unbearable, feeling as if his body was being torn apart. 

He tried to control the flames with his mind, but they defied his command, growing more intense by the moment.

“I’ve messed up…” This was Ethan’s first thought.

The Golden Divine Dragon Blood was no longer as it had been; now ignited, it was utterly uncontrollable.

Previously, Ethan could actively burn the Golden Divine Dragon Blood within a manageable scope. 

But now, with the addition of the Flame Language of Nature, the Golden Divine Dragon Blood burned more thoroughly than ever.

Ethan’s body was enveloped in red flames. 

These were not ordinary flames, but a powerful, energetic fire of blood. 

They blazed fiercely, emitting a searing light that illuminated the entire illusory realm.

Daphne was startled by Ethan’s actions, her brows knitting together in confusion. “Sister Lana, what’s happening to Brother Ethan?” she asked, her voice tinged with bewilderment.

A slight twitch played at the corners of Lana’s mouth. 

Ever since they had entered the Deityforsaken Land, she felt increasingly unable to comprehend Ethan. 

Was his current state due to unpredictable consequences of his training, or was it a necessary phase of his cultivation process? 

Lana found herself at a loss.

“I… I don’t know either…” Lana admitted, her voice reflecting her sense of defeat. All she could do was express her helplessness.

“Should we interrupt Brother then?” Daphne’s voice was laced with urgency and concern.

“No… let’s not,” Lana responded, her eyes flickering thoughtfully. “If we intervene rashly, things might only get worse. For now, we can only wait for Ethan to figure things out on his own.”

Unaware of the girls’ worries, Ethan was completely absorbed in his own world. 

He was focused on the strange energy coursing through his body, yet a smile bloomed within him. “It’s working, it really is! Now, it’s a matter of endurance between it and me.”

A determined resolve settled in Ethan’s heart. 

His body had become a battlefield.

The burning Golden Divine Dragon Blood and the bizarre energy within him clashed like two bulls locked in combat, raging and unrestrained.

The Golden Divine Dragon Blood symbolized righteousness, strength, and glory. 

It radiated a brilliant light, reminiscent of the sun’s brilliance. lightsnovel

This blood carried endless energy and power, capable of endowing immense strength to whoever possessed it.

Whenever the Golden Divine Dragon Blood emerged, the surrounding air would turn warm and bright, exuding a sense of comfort and security. 

It was as if the very presence of this noble essence brought a comforting warmth and a reassuring brightness to the atmosphere.

In stark contrast, the bizarre energy represented darkness, fear, and destruction. It emitted a cold and sinister aura, as if emanating from the depths of hell itself.

This energy was imbued with malevolence and destructive power, capable of driving one to madness and cruelty. 

When this bizarre energy manifested, the air turned cold and oppressive, instilling a sense of unease and suffocation.

The Golden Divine Dragon Blood and the bizarre energy clashed and intertwined, relentlessly releasing powerful energy waves that caused Ethan’s body to tremble violently.

A fierce battle raged between the two forces, and Ethan’s body began to undergo changes.

His skin suddenly started to crack, with fissures appearing across it, from which blood oozed out continuously. 

A sharp pain engulfed him as the battle between the Golden Divine Dragon Blood and the bizarre energy tore at his flesh.

He tried to control his breathing, but each breath only intensified his agony. 

His fingers were clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, yet he felt nothing.

Lana and Daphne, witnessing this scene, stood up in alarm, their faces etched with fear:

“Ethan, are you alright?”

Daphne even attempted to rouse Ethan, but Lana restrained her, “The situation is extremely perilous; any slight movement could cause Ethan’s body to completely collapse.”

King knelt beside them, his head touching the ground, murmuring softly:

“My lord, I am willing to exchange my life for your robust health…”

As time ticked by, the cracks on Ethan’s body multiplied and widened.

Blood pooled around him, forming a golden pool on the ground, yet he persevered, not uttering a single groan or cry.

The surrounding golden flames grew brighter, then suddenly, they receded inward.

Ethan’s contorted expression eased into tranquility.

Lana, holding Daphne’s hand, sighed in relief, “It should be okay now.”

Outside the Mother-Child Wraith Tree.

Bounty hunters rushed to the scene, halting at the base of the tree.

“Hm?” The leader glanced at the device in his hand, slightly startled, “The Eerie Seed left by Lord Batou has disappeared.”

“Ah?” The others expressed surprise, “That’s the Eerie Seed forged by Lord Batou from the resentful spirits collected at the gates of hell. Even a deity would struggle against it, and it’s gone?”

The leader eyed the Mother-Child Wraith Tree and shook his head, “Unclear, but indeed, there’s no trace of the Eerie Seed’s presence here anymore.”

The group exchanged puzzled looks, unsure of their next move.

Grinding his teeth, the leader stored the device in his Space Ring, “No choice, we’ll have to split up and search.”

The bounty hunters dashed off in various directions.

Little did they know that Ethan, the one they sought, was right beneath the Mother-Child Wraith Tree.

…

Feeling the strange energy within his body completely dissipate, Ethan let out a sigh of relief. 

However, seeing his half-gone liver, a portion of his kidney missing, and his lungs, compressed and leaking air, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly. 

This time, his Golden Divine Dragon Blood would need substantial repair, and he could use this opportunity to carefully study the gains he had acquired over time.

He pulled up his status panel, reviewing his strengths:

[Name: Ethan] 

[Strength: 10th-rank (Cocooning)] 

[Bloodline: Golden Divine Dragon (Excellent)] 

[Holy Light Language of Nature: Affinity with Power of Holy Light. Mastery over Power of Holy Light. Ability to bless oneself and others with Holy Light, enhancing attributes, and gaining access to Holy Light Domain.] 

[Thunder Language of Nature: Control over Power of Thunder.] 

[Dragon Language of Nature: Control over Power of Dragon. Power amongst the dragon kin.]

[Flame Language of Nature: Mastery over Power of Flame.]

[Frost Language of Nature: Mastery over Power of Frost and increased Hydro affinity]

[Skills: Golden Divine Scale (Advanced), Magic Immunity (Advanced), Fiery Dragon Flame, Thunder Claw, Wind Wing, Holy Light Judgment, Holy Shining Form, Deluge, Demon’s Gate, Heart-Eroding Spell, Contrary Scale Space, Transformation, Divine Dragon’s Might (locked), Annihilation Dragon Flame (locked), Dragon’s Domain (locked), Meteor Strike, Tsunami, Corrosive Breath, Healing Field, Dragon Form Transformation, Spatial Shift.]

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