But Fang Hong, in fact, had simply realized something during the previous conversation.
He squinted his eyes, looking into the darkness there.
"That bastard attempted to use the power of the Dragon's Golden Eyes to control me and tried to meddle with the Power of Verdant. Naturally, he and I are enemies, but that doesn't mean I care about your life or death," Nikopolas's voice said: "Don't boast, you're about to be reduced to ashes."
Fang Hong quietly replied:
"Since my life or death has nothing to do with you, if I turn to ashes, it won't affect you at all. But those who do affect you, not only are they alive and well, they're also on the verge of reclaiming the power of Lifegard."
It was as if he suddenly understood why Nikopolas had appeared before.
He also completely figured out the bizarre relationship between Nikopolas and the Dragon Worship Sect. The reason for everything lay here.
When the thread was untangled, Fang Hong instantly felt a sense of clarity.
He sneered towards the direction: "You're scared, aren't you? You're afraid of being controlled by the Dragon's Golden Eyes once again. If it weren't for that, why sneak into this place? Concerned about Miss Eve? Don't kid yourself, Nikopolas—"
Nikopolas suddenly fell silent.
It let out a cold laugh: "What's the use of saying that now? Are you thinking of reneging and hoping I'll save you once? But even if I had the ability in front of that person, I wouldn't do it."
It coldly mocked: "I prefer watching you suffer and howl in pain as punishment for your disrespect towards me in Fanric and Dolifen."
"It's a pity you won't see him suffer and howl in pain."
This sentence seemed to sting Nikopolas, making it close its mouth immediately.
Seizing the opportunity, Fang Hong said: "Nikopolas, if you want to create some trouble for that person, then quickly tell me his weakness. He hasn't visited this place in thirty years; there must be a reason, right?"
"In the end, you still want to make a deal with me, little one," Nikopolas laughed: "It can be done, but—"
"No, you're mistaken."
Fang Hong shook his head, interrupting it—there are few in this world who dared or even had the opportunity to interrupt the Dragon's Witch, but Fang Hong clearly achieved this. Unfortunately, the system did not approve.
He said: "Now I'm asking you to answer this question and tell me the Wanderer's weakness. Why does he need decades of preparation for each action? There must be a problem here."
"Boy," Nikopolas almost turned Fang Hong to ashes with a breath of fire—if it weren't just a phantom here: "Aren't you too arrogant?"
"It's up to you whether you answer, it's death for me anyway."
"You—"
"Ten, "
"Nine, "
"Eight, "
Fang Hong raised his hand and even began a countdown.
Nikopolas, trembling with rage, had no choice but to reply: "He needs to find a new body."
"A new body?" Fang Hong was taken aback: "What does that mean?"
Nikopolas sneered: "Knowing nothing, yet daring to challenge him, truly reckless. How do you think he survived the disaster at Aimumu Fortress? That's the Dragon King's Power, no one could escape it."
"He died long ago, but he signed a contract with a devil, making him essentially immortal. That devil, known to you as Andro, one of the 'Supreme Ones' of the Dark Saints."
"But later he abandoned Andro, ambitiously seeking his path to deityhood, attempting to replace the latter. Thus, he and Andro became enemies, and the power Andro bestowed became a curse."
"However, he was indeed a genius. He made an agreement with Lifegard among the Mo'ya Holy Sword, using Lifegard's power to neutralize Andro's curse, thereby entering a half-alive, half-dead state."
"After his death, he wandered as a soul in the 'Dragon Nation' of the Dark Giant Dragon, manifesting as a violet flame, as a display of Lifegard's power. Taking advantage of this power, he could seize others' bodies."
"Those whose bodies were seized become Lifegard's servants and henchmen, roaming the real world. This was part of his agreement with the Dragon King."
"It's a pity that he and Lifegard schemed against each other. He refused to be enslaved by Lifegard and soon betrayed the Dark Dragon King again, attempting to dominate Lifegard's power."
"Thus, those stories followed—"
Nikopolas replied: "In a way, I also must thank his ambition; otherwise, I wouldn't have come to this world. Sadly, this man is a madman, who believes himself the overlord of the world."
"When he betrayed Lifegard, both powers left a permanent mark on him, resulting in his existence mostly as a wandering spirit. Only every ten years or so could he gather enough power to acquire a suitable body—"
Fang Hong's heart stirred, he instinctively asked:
"Does the soul of the person whose body he seizes still exist?"
"Naturally. It's a fate worse than death, as Lifegard's power will imprison them eternally."
Upon hearing this, several scenes flashed through Fang Hong's mind—he seemed to see the armor swaying in front of Atira and Tianlan, and the empty armor of Duke Phoenix's eldest son eerily passing through wind and snow in front of Sophie.