Chương 16: The Word of Creation is with me!

Great, this guy has given in!

Richard's spirits lifted immediately.

But he immediately forced himself to calm down.

There were still more than ten minutes left before the half hour required by the magic stone, and even if he could sing, it wouldn't be easy to drag it out.

Moreover, this red dragon has an impatient temperament and is easily angered; it could easily be destroyed if it's not careful while singing.

We must choose our words carefully...

Thinking this, he cleared his throat, paused for about ten seconds, and only when Zoya impatiently stomped her foot did he change the tune of "The Great Northeast is My Hometown" and leisurely began to sing:

"The great Zoya soars over the mountain peaks..."

"She is the fire of disaster, and the wings of death!"

"Its wings can blot out the sun and moon, and its scales shimmer with the light of stars!"

"Where she flies, all the trees whisper her name!"

Not bad not bad~ Zoya nodded in satisfaction.

This feeling of being praised by the enemy...

Heh, that's actually pretty refreshing.

And this guy has a pretty nice voice.

What Zoya didn't know was that because she had coexisted with the soul of the copper dragon for so long, she not only learned the secrets of magic from it, but her personality was also inevitably affected.

The copper dragon happens to be the dragon that enjoys listening to bards tell stories the most.

So naturally, Zoya has now begun to become quite immersed in it.

Here, Richard changed to a lower key and continued singing:

"The wheel of fate rolled across the heavens, and a foolish adventurer trespassed into the dragon's territory."

"They are so arrogant and ignorant that they dare to try to seize treasures that do not belong to them!"

"The gold coins jingled like a death knell, and a giant dragon descended from the sky, as if a god were soaring high!"

"All evil will be thoroughly punished!"

"And that unfortunate bard will be the first to witness it all..."

As Richard sang this part, he couldn't help but show some genuine emotion.

Damn it, it's all because you bunch of bastards didn't listen to me, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this!

Zoya, upon hearing this, felt the same way.

Damn it, I've been so busy dealing with this human that I almost forgot about the other thieves. Just wait, after I take care of this guy, I'll crush you all to death!

Next, Richard continued singing the story from his perspective.

It tells how he made a mistake, how he suddenly realized his mistake, and how he understood how great Zoya was.

The song's content is roughly as follows: Ah, Zoya, you are the only sun! I'm going to put on my sunglasses, face you, and raise both hands in praise!

Most normal people would feel embarrassed upon hearing this.

But Zoya is a normal red dragon.

Arrogance was her natural trait, so she found it very pleasing.

For a fleeting moment, she even thought that perhaps she could spare Richard's life and keep the little poet as a pet, so he could sing her hymns whenever he wanted.

However, she quickly dismissed the idea.

The great Zoya always kept her word!

If you say you're going to kill someone, you have to kill them. That's what it means to be trustworthy!

Thinking of all this, Zoya gradually regained her cold and stern expression.

Although the singing was excellent, it's time to put an end to everything.

On the other side, Richard also noticed that Zoya was starting to get impatient.

Just then...

Hey, poet, my work is done!

[You have learned a Tier 2 spell: Requiem - When you chant or play this melody, sentient undead and living beings within a 30-meter radius will unconsciously feel comfortable and lazy, while undead creatures without their own consciousness will stop moving and have a chance to die on the spot.] Remarks:

"I'm tired, let me rest, that's what I deserve." —Grand Prince Andersen of the Empire, summoned as a heroic spirit by his descendants.

at last!

I've learned it!

Richard was overjoyed. He quickly went over the melody in his mind and then quietly changed the lyrics at the beginning of the next verse.

"However, however..."

Even at the very last moment, the poet's heart still burned with passion!

"Faced with the dragon, he bravely sang his own tune!"

"This is a poem in remembrance of the dead, a poem to remember the past, a poem to inspire ourselves, and a poem to stride towards the future!"

"This is not a solo but a chorus; the dead harmonize for him, and the ancient stones play music for him!"

"Rest in peace, rest in peace, for you sleep at night so that you may wake at dawn..."

At first, Richard stammered a little.

But the further he went, the smoother his singing became.

The underground city's structure created a natural echo chamber, making his singing voice grow longer and more melodious with each reflection.

At this moment, he felt notes dancing in his blood, as if he had truly returned to the beginning of time and participated in the singing of the sacred words of creation!

On the other side, Zoya, the red dragon, also sensed the extraordinary quality of the singing.

So beautiful, so peaceful...

But it's a little too peaceful.

No, it's not just peace.

Still a little sleepy, still a little...

Zoya felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. After blinking a few times, she vaguely saw a group of people appearing indistinctly behind the broken wall and window not far away.

Among them were kobolds burned to a crisp, dwarf warriors clumsily polishing their helmets, and some young children playing with a wobbly iron horse toy...

Something is wrong!

This is the effect of some kind of magic!

But how is that possible? How did this human do that?!

She's a dragon, after all, and naturally possesses a strong resistance to magic. Even a master-level mage would find it difficult to influence her with magic!

Why...

"Hey, little Zoya, did you miss me?"

Just as Zoya was in a daze, Grace's voice rang in her ears, making her suddenly snap back to reality!

"You little bug, you tricked me!"

Knowing that the most urgent task was to address the root of the problem, she roared, released the transformation spell, and returned to the original massive and ferocious form of the red dragon, lunging at Richard who was still singing!

But halfway through the movement, she felt a splitting headache and numbness in her hands and feet, and for a moment, she lost control of her body.

"Damn it! What's going on?!"

"You wretched insect, shut up! Shut your mouth and teeth!"

"Get out of here! Grace! Get the hell out of my way!"

She immediately covered her head with her paws and rolled around on the spot, like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum because she couldn't get candy.

However, the child was far too overweight, causing a massive earthquake and the collapse of the building!

On the other side, relying on his expertise in battlefield spellcasting, Richard continued singing while standing up and hiding inside the temple.

Watching the red dragon rolling around on the ground, he couldn't help but want to burst out laughing.

Very good!

The requiem worked!

There's one last part, just sing it all...

Rumble!

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the ground inside the temple.

The crevice was bottomless, and no one knew where it led.

Immediately afterward, as the red dragon's body rammed back and forth, the stone pillars fell to the ground, the high walls collapsed, and the gaps grew wider and wider, from the width of a finger to the width of a person, and then from the width of a person to the width of two or three people.

... No, my dwarf friends, you didn't dig up the foundations of your houses while you were mining, did you?

How can there still be shoddy construction projects like this!

Richard kept talking, carefully dodging and weaving, trying to get away from the crack.

Unfortunately, although he was far away, the treasures in the temple were not with him.

Splash! Splash!

Starting with the first gold coin, followed by necklaces, silver cups, jeweled scepters... more and more treasures fell into the crack until they formed a wave!

That's perfect; Richard got dragged into it!

Niang Xipi!

Richard was caught off guard and pulled into the crevice. Just as he was about to fall into the bottomless abyss, he quickly reached out his left hand and grabbed a nearby rock.

However, he couldn't hold on for long.

As his arms grew weaker and his fingers began to slip off the stone, his spirits plummeted once again.

Am I really going to die here?

He was just one step away from success...

Fuck, muscles!

I've fed and pampered you for twenty years to get you this fat, so you better live up to my expectations!

[Kind person, do you need help?] Just as the progress bar was about to reach its end, the leather glove that Richard had once bewitched and was now wearing on his left hand spoke once more!