Chapter 1577
Chapter 1577: He Is Mousi, the Transcendent of the Phantom Dragon
Mousi’s figure was fading away bit by bit.
Beside him, Lin You, wrapped entirely in bandages, shook his head.
“I thought the Phantom Dragon would be like the giant dragons I like, but I didn’t expect it to be this slender type. Got excited for nothing.”
Ye Qiyan was not surprised by Lin You’s reaction.
The dragons Lin You liked were the kind with two legs, two arms, and wings.
Mousi’s dragon form, however, was slender—just like his Patrol—a fantastic dragon body with four legs, a serpentine torso, and horns.
“Ye Qiyan, what do you plan to do with him? He belongs to the Phantom Dragon race, and the scales on his body are illusory, but there are still plenty of truly valuable things. Do you want me to help you…”
Ye Qiyan didn’t speak, so Lin You said no more, riding away on his white dragon wife.
No one made a move on Mousi’s vanishing body.
Even though Mousi was the unique Phantom Dragon of the wilderness, and the emperor of the Phantom Dragon race.
His corpse, just like that of a Top-Tier Train Captain, was a top-tier material.
Lying on the ground, Mousi looked toward Ye Qiyan with a gaze that had already grown hazy.
“Kill me.”
He said.
“I should have died long ago, from the very moment you used that gun to turn me back into a Phantom Dragon.
But don’t misunderstand, you defeated me fair and square.”
Ye Qiyan raised his hand, and Ebony, bearing a faint, tiny crack, appeared in his grasp.
“Any last words?”
he asked.
“None. To see the Broodmother injured in the final moments of my life and to die as my original race, I am already…”
Mousi paused. He had originally wanted to say that he had no regrets in this life.
Yet he suddenly thought of something, and with a gaze turning increasingly cloudy, he pleaded with him.
“I… still have one thing… As an enemy, asking you to help me with something is indeed asking too much… so…”
With trembling hands, Mousi plunged into his own chest and pulled out a faintly discernible orb.
“Our Phantom Dragon race has never been materials for other races, because we were inherently illusory, merely integrating ourselves into the reality of the wilderness.
Later, the Broodmother invaded my Wasteland Domain, where she slaughtered all of my kin and devoured me alive.
Yet even so… the moment I hatched anew,
my memories remained, my power remained.
And so, I kept this.”
The orb flew toward Ye Qiyan and was caught by Lisette.
“I can… be certain…”
His breath grew weaker and weaker.
“This is… a unique thing in the wilderness…”
[Dragon Pearl of the Phantom Dragon Emperor]
[Level: ??]
[Category: Treasure]
[One of a Kind]
[A dragon pearl of the Phantom Dragon race that has never been obtained by Outsiders, and this pearl is none other than the dragon pearl of Mousi, the Phantom Dragon Emperor.
He condensed it using everything of himself.]
[Effect: When equipped to any location, it allows that space to form a controllable shattered illusionary realm]
[Note: This is the Supreme object of the Phantom Dragon race, one of a kind]
[Note 2: Unless offered personally by a Phantom Dragon, absolutely no entity can extract it]
[Myathira Special Note: Even the Train System can’t do it.]
Not done yet, Mousi raised his hand once more.
He actually condensed an illusory egg within his palm.
“No matter… what you do with it… even if you just toss it randomly into some world… it’s fine… Please, I beg of you… Ye Qiyan, please… give it a chance…”
[Phantom Dragon Egg (Silent)]
[Level: 1]
[A weak Phantom Dragon egg whose internal vitality has long since died, with no possibility of hatching.]
Ye Qiyan placed this egg into the Storage Unit, having already chambered a round in Ebony, aiming it at Mousi’s heart.
“Alright.”
That single, short word brought a faint smile to Mousi’s face.
“Thank you. Then, at the very, very end…”
He struggled, even as his body dissipated bit by bit, even if merely propping himself up had already exhausted all his strength!
Even if he was illusory, even as he was disappearing!
Yet at this moment, Mousi’s conviction, his final conviction, still blazed furiously! Scorching hot!
“I, the apex of the Phantom Dragon race! The former Transcendent! The later loser! Today, it ends here! Ye Qiyan!! Your battle is not over yet! Come! End your enemy!”
Mousi launched the final charge of his life toward Ye Qiyan!
He refused to lie there; he wanted to fall like a warrior!
Thus, Ye Qiyan likewise did not care about his Stamina that was still only at 1 point.
Gathering his Mental Power, his gaze burned bright.
“Ebony, True Name Release.”
[Resolute Ascension · Ebony · Black Sun]
[All-Attribute Enchantment]
[Glory · Burst · Armor Piercing]
Black and white, two opposing colors bloomed with brilliance at the muzzle.
[Reversal Decree of the Greed Monarch]
[The Wicked, The Kind, Burial, Firstborn]
[Heaven Plunder]
Bang——!!!
The gunshot rang out.
A single bullet pierced Mousi’s chest.
This shot was named [Goodnight].
[Exclusive Module · Goodnight]
[Established]
In the sky, Harbinger ravens circled.
Rustle…
Countless Corpse Crows flapped their wings.
Black feathers filled the sky, scattering all the illusions produced by Mousi’s dissipating body, merging into the wilderness.
[“Thank you.”]
Clatter…
Mousi was dead, killed beneath Ye Qiyan’s gun.
He was a Phantom Dragon; after death, there was no corpse, nor a soul.
Apart from that dragon pearl and the Phantom Dragon race’s last dragon egg, what he left behind was only a single item.
It was a scale, both real and illusory.
[Reverse Scale of the Phantom Dragon Emperor]
[Category: Object of The End]
[Can be snapped to unleash The End of [Huanlong] once without any other cost]
[You will need it, perhaps — By Mousi, the Phantom Dragon Emperor]
“”
Only now was it truly over.
“Phew…”
A deep breath.
Ye Qiyan stroked the tiny crack on Ebony with a hint of heartache.
“It’s fine, it will reach 3,000 points soon.”
He smiled faintly, picked up that scale, and walked straight toward his Train.
“Master.”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Let’s go, Lisette. My wall has something worth hanging up again.”
“Mm!”
Ye Qiyan walked up to the wall of records, gently stroking the lackluster items displayed on it.
“Truly used up, not a single bit left.”
Taking the display frame handed over by Lisette, he casually completed its Sublimation, turning it into an item capable of storing both illusory and real things. After a moment’s thought, he simply placed the dragon pearl inside.
Then, using the Infinite Dynamic Brush, he wrote a line of words onto the display frame.
[The swan song of a race, an enraged dragon’s roar; before life reached its end, he was no longer fallen into an insect—he was Mousi, the Transcendent of the Phantom Dragon]
“This makes… the twenty-first.”
