Quinn had never heard something so ridiculous in his entire two lives. He had lived enough to hear a lot of things, ridiculous and strange, but what Blood Spike just said left him dumbfounded, and for some moments he could only stare at her and try to think of what to do.Maybe she was sent by Arthur? Because who else might come with the idea of trying to test him?His face darkened. He raised his hand and pointed. "Kill them. Make sure to destroy the heads."But before anyone could make any moves, all the heads opened their mouths and laughed, speaking with one voice. "Do you think I won't take precautions? I brought a powerful artifact with me."Quinn Drakemont, we have thirty minutes to spend with each other. We should spend it well!"Quinn felt a chill touch him and he turned, realizing what had happened too late. All the surroundings were frozen.Canute, Taurus, and Amros were all frozen in their different positions. They weren't dead, but time itself had stopped for them, and he

Quinn smiled as he saw them approach.He didn't move to avoid them; rather, he simply gestured and the threads began moving. They blurred through the air, the translucent parts cutting through the destructive orbs, leaving them aimless as their intent and memories were cut.After all, everything is made of intent and memories!Although the memories of nonliving things were abstract, Quinn could still cut them up and make them disappear temporarily.That is one of the powers of the "erase" strand of Void energy.Then Quinn himself began to move. He ran into his threads, shooting through as if he were running in empty space, his eyes entirely purple now.On the other side, Blood Spike grinned, her hands covered in the destructive force that looked like flame. She also shot into the enlarged bundle of moving threads, heading toward Quinn with blinding speed.The reason she was able to move so smoothly was that she wasn't just running—she was using her strange flash that propelled her acr

After a long time they finally reached Burnis City.Their trip was easy and not. At least it was much easier than any of Quinn's usual trips. Apart from Blood Spike, two more groups attacked them on their way with the aim of killing Quinn Drakemont, but they all failed.From the three hundred Dragonkins on the carriage, six lost their lives due to the fight, bringing their numbers to two hundred and ninety-four.Quinn himself did not have to lift a finger and only watched as his guards fought.But finally, they saw Burnis City.The city was a sprawling one of rusted roofs and tall, round buildings.There were three eye-catching things that could be seen almost immediately.The first was a tall pole that ended in a large flapping flag of the Drakemont Dragon. The flag was taller than the tallest buildings and seemed to have some enchantments that drew the eyes immediately.It stood at the western part of the city, which marked the Drakemont's territory. It was also the largest part.Th

The moon was fatter in the sky than the week before, its silver radiance shining down like silver touches, warping on everything it could beneath.One of those things was Quinn Drakemont and his attendants, with ten groups of stage three Dragonkins.Lord Joryth Mveil was also with them."So this is the boundary, and beyond this is the eastern side of the city?" Quinn asked. He was pointing at the half-faded red paint that cut the city into two. Although the buildings and layout themselves did not change.Joryth nodded. "Yes, my lord. But... do you really want to enter the eastern side? The young lady of the Eastern Region is there and there are rumors about her temper."Quinn snorted, his eyes dark. "The Ash Rat also carry out operations from my side, right?""Yes. They operate throughout the city."It turned out that the Ash Rat gang had their headquarters in the eastern side of things. And to get to him, Quinn would have to cross over.He had no qualms about crossing."Let's go, lea

Quinn studied him... her? He had never seen a creature like her before, and it wasn't surprising. There were hundreds of different races in the world. The most major were the humans, orcs, elves, dwarves, and beastmen. There were also some minor but important ones like the fairies. But the one standing before him must be even farther from the minor. "What race are you?" The strange creature bowed, mouth opening to reveal rows of small, sharp teeth. "I... am a Morrowling." "Morrowling?" Quinn asked with a frown. The voice was unmistakably male. "Yes. That is what my race is called, but I fear I might be the very last of them." Quinn raised his brows. He was getting more and more interested. "And why is that?" "We Morrowlings are creatures of the Force. We are very good at manipulating and using the different forces of the world. And that is why people hunt us down... our brains... provide a great boost to any Dragonkins... or any kind of Force users." Quinn was surpr