Monn raised his head and looked at the phantom dragon in the sky, which was venting his emotions hysterically and letting out a dragon's roar that pierced through the clouds.

The phantom dragon was now very weak due to the uncontrollable release of its power.

The dragon's roar that was very aggressive before had also become hoarse and weak.

The wind blew up the sand and mesmerized people's eyes.

"Come with me!"

Monn once again invited the phantom dragon.

He remembered that he still had the item of Dragon's Blessing, which had been accumulating dust in his backpack.

The Dragon's Blessing seemed to have been given to him when he signed in previously.

It could only be used by the dragon's soul that had not fallen to be the netherworld dragon.

After using it, the dragon's soul could gradually recover from the ghost's state as it was cultivating, and it could have a normal body.

In other words, the dragon soul would be able to gradually cultivate its body like a ghost cultivator.

"Alright. My name is Reynolds."

The phantom dragon stopped its dragon roar.

"Eat this. It's good for you."

"Oh, it can nourish your dragon soul."

As he spoke, Monn took out the Dragon's Blessing from his backpack. It looked like a cyan colored orb with a small dragon swimming in it.

Monn threw the Dragon's Blessing in the direction of the phantom dragon.

Reynolds was about to say that you had forgotten that I was just a ghost now.

And I couldn't touch what you threw to me.

But before he could say it, he subconsciously opened his mouth to bite, and the cyan orb was eaten by him.

He ate it.

Reynolds's body instantly froze.

What had happened?

He seemed to have eaten something?

He was a ghost. Could it be that other than the aura of death, the aura of spirit could also eat real things?

Without waiting for Reynolds to think carefully, he had already felt that there seemed to be a big explosion happening in the depths of his soul.

Waves of rumbling reverberated in the depths of his soul.

The soul fire had already been dyed black by the aura of death and resentment, but now a faint white light was appearing.

The white light that had just appeared slowly devoured the soul fire that had been infected by the aura of death and resentment.

It was purifying its own soul fire.

Reynolds carefully felt the changes in the soul fire, and the two balls of green ghostly flames in his eyes began to glow.

"What is your name? My friend."

Reynolds's voice was deep and magnetic, as though he was narrating a philosophy that would never change.

Even though what Reynolds was saying right now was just the most ordinary words.

"Monn."

Monn was actually very surprised that Reynolds had changed so much.

Indeed, the dragon race was a race blessed by the heavens.

Having just eaten the Dragon's Blessing, his green-black body began to be faintly enveloped by a layer of holy and pure white light.

The two balls of green ghostly flames in his eye sockets were clearly flickering, but there were also two faint flashes of green and white lightning.

The giant dragon's head and neck moved in a noble manner, and its majestic wings spread out elegantly. The giant dragon's body flickered, and its scales were soft and covered with divine halos.

Although it looked like a giant green-black dragon, its body was shrouded in a faint layer of white light.

Reynolds felt extremely pleased with himself.

He stepped on his scattered feet and ran a few laps around Monn high up in the sky.

Then it spread its wings and flew in the air.

It had been muddleheaded since its death. It had never thought that one day it would be able to fly by instinct.

It did not need to accumulate the aura of death. It did not need to rely on resentment.

It was so happy to be able to fly in the sky with only its wings.

Monn looked up at Reynolds, who should be able to become a holy dragon in the future.

The dragon hovered in the air. The huge body of the dragon looked even more majestic because it was flying too fast in the air.

Just by using the Dragon's Blessing, it had recovered a little bit, but there was already such a change.

Should he say that it was indeed worthy of being a dragon with unlimited potential?

Perhaps his moment of being softhearted would bring him unprecedented luck.

Who didn't know that dragons loved treasure the most.

They were also natural treasure hunters.

Reynolds was happily enjoying the pleasure of flying in the air.

Just then he felt his body become empty, and then he fell from the sky.

Monn knew that this was going to be a tragedy.

After all, Reynolds had just eaten the Dragon's Blessing, and it was time for him to rest and cultivate.

However, Reynolds was too happy. He recovered a little bit and vented his emotions.

This was the result.

A flying dragon had fallen and died?

This was probably the funniest joke in the world.

The fireball in Monn's hand condensed, and he threw a ring of fire at Reynolds, who was falling down from the sky.

He held Reynolds back.

Following that, Monn stretched out his long arm and dragged Reynolds, who had shrunk many times and was now only the size of a palm, into his palm.

Unfortunately, the force was too strong and Monn almost fell down.

Hiss!

It really hurt.

"Let's go! I'll bring you to meet our partners."

Monn waved his hand and dragged Reynolds towards the Orthodox Holy Knights.

When he passed by the old man who had been enraged by Reynolds and was so scared that he hid behind the skeleton soldiers with his disciple...

Monn used a fire rope and brought the old necromancer and his disciple together.

From afar, he could see his Holy Knight Army cheering for his return.

"The archbishop is back!"

"The archbishop has returned in triumph!"

"The archbishop is invincible."

"The archbishop is invincible."

The sound was deafening.

The cheers from the bottom of their hearts made Monn unconsciously put on a deeper smile.

"Bury the pot and cook the rice! We'll set off tomorrow morning."

Monn handed the old man and the woman he had brought back to Ace.

The rest was not under his control. He could not do everything himself.

Due to Reynolds's ghost, this mountain forest was shrouded in a thick, ominous aura of death and resentment all year round.

The entire mountain forest had no sunlight all year round.

This also nourished many dark creatures and plants.

The bright crescent moon in the sky was still a cold moonlight when looking from the outside of the mountain forest.

But in the mountain forest that was just one step away, only the faint light shone through the leaves.

Munn did not waste his energy to ask the army to set up a tent for himself.

Everyone was resting on the same spot, so he simply found a big tree and climbed to the top of the tree in a few steps.

He lay on the thick branches and lay down with his clothes on. Soon, he fell asleep and snored loudly.

Obviously, he was exhausted from the journey.

All of a sudden, the forest seemed to tremble slightly without any warning.

From many places, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground could be vaguely heard.

However, the noise from the outside world did not disturb Monn who was sleeping soundly.

Monn did not seem to notice the abnormality in the outside world at all.

He was still sleeping soundly on the thick branch of the big tree.

He slept soundly with a blissful smile on his face.

On the other hand, Ace was making arrangement for the old necromancer and his disciple, who had just joined in.

Of course, they had also noticed the abnormality in the mountain forest. However, they were bold and brave, and no one took it to heart.

After all, in the face of any danger, their Holy Knight Army had always been indomitable and did not know what fear was.

In their dictionary, there was only protection and fighting.

They would never avoid it, much less retreat.

Therefore, the Holy Knight Army did not stop what they were doing.

They were still doing what were supposed to be done. They were cooking, resting, and wiping weapons.