Chapter 715: Puppet Museum

"What's this...?"

Lakius, being stepped on by Fang Mo, struggled to lift his head upon hearing this.

He glared angrily at the woman before him and, in a raspy voice unique to dragon people, questioned in a low tone, "Despicable humans... It wasn't enough for you to defile the Sky Tower, now you even want to enslave us dragon people?"

"I..."

Summon instinctively wanted to explain, "I never intended to enslave you..."

"Enslave? Are you even worthy?"

However, before she could finish her sentence, Fang Mo interrupted arrogantly, "Our Princess doesn't even care about you dragon people, okay? Without Apostle Bakal to back you up, what are you? She plans to cleanse the Sky Tower and proclaim her great malevolence through the death of all beings, and a trash race like yours is destined to be exterminated... She even destroyed your dragon eggs!"

"What?"

Hearing Fang Mo's words, Lakius was furious, "You... How dare you?!"

"Ah, but I am a kind-hearted person."

Seeing Lakius's grief-stricken expression, Fang Mo pretended to sigh sympathetically, "After all, you are descendants of the Tyrant Dragon King. I actually can't bear to see dragonkind completely extinct in this world, since my emoji and daughter are dragons..."

"So, I pleaded with Her Majesty. If the strongest dragon person is willing to pledge loyalty to her, then all dragon people will be spared."

"What?"

"...Huh?"

This time, not only but even Summon was stunned and instinctively said, "Wait, I never said that..."

"Oh, Princess, you absolutely must not go back on your word."

Before she could finish her sentence, Fang Mo pretended to be nervous, "The dragon people have a history spanning thousands of years... No matter how worthless, don't completely wipe them out. I guarantee to make him submit to you within a minute, no, ten seconds!"

After saying this, he took advantage of Summon's stunned moment.

Fang Mo suddenly raised his hand and aimed into the distance, then a terrifying white beam instantly burst forth, shattering numerous statues, walls, and even pillars along the way, unobstructedly piercing through the Dragonoid Nest and extending beyond the Sky Tower, disappearing at the horizon.

"From now on, I will destroy the entire Dragonoid Nest, exterminating all life here."

Fang Mo's palm slowly rotated, the enormous beam swept through a large area, turning everything it touched into dust, while he sighed and said to, "Sigh, you have ten seconds to consider, nine, eight..."

"Stop! Stop immediately!!!"

Seeing this, Lakius panicked; there were many young dragons here, they were the children of the dragon people: "I agree!"

"Good, good."

Fang Mo happily lifted his foot, "Come, kneel and pledge allegiance to Her Majesty."

"Pledge allegiance..."

Lakius closed his eyes, clearly struggling, gritted his teeth and remained silent for a while before finally kneeling slowly, "Pledge allegiance to Her Majesty."

"Congratulations, My Princess."

Fang Mo smiled and turned to the stunned Summon behind him, "Alright, My Princess, it's time to give your new slave a... control ring."

"You..."

Summon finally reacted.

But honestly, seeing Lakius kneeling resolutely before her, she was at a loss for words, feeling an immense headache.

"Dragon King, please stand up."

Summon took a deep breath and tried to persuade, "Don't listen to his nonsense, I never intended to enslave you..."

"Your... My Princess!"

However, what Summon did not expect was that her earnest explanation was completely misunderstood by the other party. Upon hearing her words, Lakius, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately became fearful and hurriedly pleaded, "Please, let me become the sharp sword in your hand! A thousand years ago, our Dragon Tribe was the sharpest sword in the hands of the Tyrannosaurus King. Even after a thousand years, we have never lost our edge! I,... no, I, Fleet, am willing to lead the charge! I will fight for you, my Princess!"

"No, you..."

Summon was at a loss for words seeing this scene.

"My Princess, accept him," Fang Mo chimed in at just the right moment from the side. "If you don't nod your head, he might just pledge his life to prove his loyalty."

"I..."

Summon was truly out of options. After glaring fiercely at Fang Mo, she reluctantly placed her small hand on Lakius's head.

"My Princess, you've performed the contract magic incorrectly."

At this moment, Fang Mo also stepped forward to remind her, "This is an equal contract. For such minions, you need to sign a master-servant contract. Otherwise, what will your other summons think? They might come over tonight and slaughter all these dragon people out of spite."

"Yes, yes!"

Upon hearing this, was immediately startled. "My Princess, please sign a master-servant contract!"

"You all..."

A vein seemed to pop out on Summon's forehead. She decided to just go with it, pressing her small hand down on Lakius's head. "Fine, whatever, I'm not going to bother with you anymore!"

The contract magic was immediately activated.

A complex pattern appeared above's head.

The pattern soon disappeared, but a chain formed of magical energy appeared around's neck.

As previously mentioned, there are several types of contracts for summoners. Generally, they are equal contracts where the summoner pays a price, and the summoned creatures assist her in battle. For lower-level spirits without intelligence or those who voluntarily submit, they can be forcibly enslaved.

Lucas's current situation belonged to the latter category.

Once the contract brand is imprinted, it is too late even if he learns the truth.

"Alright, stop kneeling."

After signing the contract, Summon, in a bad mood, ordered, "Stand up quickly!"

"Phew..."

Lakius, still in the dark, was actually relieved after standing up despite being forcibly bound by an unequal contract. "Thank goodness... Thank you, My Princess."

"Yes, indeed."

Fang Mo, feigning relief, echoed, "Fortunately, you didn't anger the Princess. The dragon people are safe, congratulations."

"So, what do I need to do now?" asked.

"There's nothing much."

Fang Mo waved his hand. "Just continue leading the dragon people to live here. The Princess still needs to clear out other areas of Sky Tower. Just because the dragon people can continue doesn't mean other races can survive... Some races must be exterminated to proclaim the infamy of our Summoner Princess."

"Alright, okay."

Hearing this, clearly felt a bit fearful.

How malicious must this summoner be to want to cleanse the entire Sky Tower?

After thousands of years of evolution, Sky Tower has formed its unique ecosystem, with some creatures from the Sky Sea expanding into it. Countless lives exist here, yet the Princess wants to annihilate them all.

This is truly terrifying. The title of Sinister Princess is well-deserved.

"Alright, let's go, my Princess."

Seeing that the dragon people had chosen to submit, Fang Mo did not stay any longer. He directly grabbed Summon by the collar and activated void teleportation.

In the next second, a black light flashed.

The two appeared at the edge of the Dragonoid Nest.

"Well, let's proceed to the next level."

"No, wait a minute…"

This time, before Fang Mo could make a move, the little mage hurriedly held him down: "Jade Emperor, can I call you Brother Jade Emperor? Please stop using your divine powers, I beg you not to harm the world anymore."

"Rubbish, what do you mean by harming the world?"

Fang Mo wasn't pleased upon hearing this: "I'm clearly helping you research summoning creatures. Not only are you ungrateful, but you also blame me?"

"Aren't your methods of finding summoning creatures just 'beating them to the ground and then forcibly signing a contract'?" Summon couldn't help but rub her forehead upon hearing this: "Then I really have to thank you, why don't you beat the Apostles to the ground too?"

"Oh?"

Hearing the Summon's words, Fang Mo suddenly revealed a meaningful smile: "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"You... wouldn't, would you?"

The other party suddenly felt an inexplicable thump in her heart.

"Hahaha."

Fang Mo suddenly laughed and then began to explain: "As far as I know, the second Apostle, the Crying Eyes Hilder, initiated a transfer plan to revive the demon world. Currently, four Apostles have been transferred to the Arad planet."

"They are the Fifth Apostle Sirocco of Intangible, the Sixth Apostle Delezie, Plagued Apostle, the Seventh Apostle Flame Eater Anton, and the Eighth Apostle Gangling Lotus."

"Among them, Sirocco was killed by the four Legendary Weapon Masters in the Screaming Cavern decades ago... The remaining three are still alive. They have been transferred to the back of the Sky Tower Behemoth, the northern town of North Myre, and the Power Station of the land of Empyrean."

Fang Mo spread his hands with a smile: "As someone from the demon world, you must be familiar with them, right? Come on, choose one, and I'll help you make a contract with them."

"I..."

Summon felt even more of a headache hearing this: "No, what exactly are you planning?"

"Probably something like frying the Second Apostle."

Fang Mo thought for a moment and said: "Of course, frying Carloso is also fine... I heard the creator god of the Arad universe is Carloso, and I want to try taking him on head-to-head."

"Why drag me into this..."

Summon sighed deeply and asked.

"Hehehe, I love playing with manhole covers the most." Fang Mo immediately revealed a mischievous smile: "Back in the day, I played through the sewers completely. Things like level 70 wanderers, blue fists, avengers, let me tell you, that kind of map-clearing was really satisfying, with a kind of brain-dead beauty..."

"Again with this incomprehensible nonsense."

Summon rubbed her forehead: "Fine, do as you please, my resistance is useless anyway."

"Ah, that's the right attitude."

Fang Mo smiled and nodded: "That's how people should be. If you can't resist, you should learn to enjoy it. Otherwise, life becomes too painful, resisting is pointless, early corruption, early enjoyment..."

"Alright, alright."

Summon turned indifferently to look to the side: "So what are you planning to do now?"

"First clear the Sky Tower." Fang Mo said without thinking: "With someone as weak as you, I have no better plan. I'll get you a few lords as summoning creatures to boost your combat power first. Otherwise, even if I give you an Apostle, you won't be able to summon it. Forcibly summoning might even cost you your life."

"Is this level considered finished?"

Summon asked: "If we're going to the next level, do you know where the entrance is? Do we need to go back and ask for a map?"

"Entrance? What entrance?"

Fang Mo looked strangely at Summon and said, "In this day and age, who still uses doors, sis? Which serious sandbox player walks through doors? Even though I'm not a sandbox player... I did play the Castlevania trilogy back in the day. If I can't even get out of the city, I'd be embarrassed to call myself the Fourth Calamity, wouldn't I?"

"What?"

Summon looked puzzled and asked, "What is the Fourth Calamity?"

"Don't ask, just keep eating... no, wait."

With a slight cough, Fang Mo grabbed Summon's collar with one hand and walked towards the corner of the wall, "Don't ask, just hold on to me."

"Wait."

Summon suddenly had a bad feeling, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm called Bear Grylls, I once served the world's most abstract giant internet. I made my teammates lose their minds and made my opponents suspect I was cheating... Now I'll show you how to make a vampire lord curse."

As Fang Mo spoke, he squatted down and stuffed Summon into the corner.

"Watch closely, this is the trick to exiting the city in Dawn."

After securing Summon, Fang Mo squeezed into the corner himself. He then made three downward kick motions in the air, threw two punches, and shouted, "Takeoff!"

Before the words even fell, everything around them froze.

Fang Mo calmly walked out of the corner, pulled Summon out, patted the dust off her, kicked through the wall, and flew straight up along the outer wall. Upon reaching the second floor, he flew in through a window.

With a slight thought, time began to flow again.

Summon hadn't even reacted when suddenly the surroundings changed. She was now standing instead of squatting, leaving her bewildered.

"See that?"

At the same time, Fang Mo's voice came at just the right moment, "This is the feature of exiting the city. Impressive, right?"

"Huh???"

She widened her eyes in shock, "No... how does this work?"

"I told you, it's exiting the city."

Fang Mo spread his hands.

"This..." Summon was clearly hesitant. She didn't believe Fang Mo's nonsense, but that move clearly wasn't teleportation.

When Fang Mo teleported with her before, she could sense the spatial change, but just now she felt nothing, as if she was always meant to be there. It made her question reality.

Before she could think more, a strange sound of footsteps suddenly came from around them.

Instinctively looking up, Summon saw a bunch of statues walking towards them, along with several small figures sitting on floating stones, staring at her.

"Let me introduce, this seems to be the Puppet Museum."

At this moment, Fang Mo explained, "This is mainly the residence of ancient puppet masters. They build and maintain puppets for the Sky Tower but have no combat ability. The leader seems to be called the Master Dogrie... do you want to capture them as apricot slaves?"

"No way!!!"

Summon couldn't help but yell.

"Oh, I see." Fang Mo nodded, "Since that's the case, there's no need for this floor to exist. Let's exterminate the ancient puppet masters."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mo pulled out the giant neutron sword, "Brother, please kill them."

"Who?"

The voice was as calm as ever.

"Kill these ancient puppets..."

Fang Mo was about to continue when Summon suddenly grabbed his hand, so he curiously looked down at her, "What's wrong? Why stop me? Didn't you say you didn't want apricot slaves?"

"I want them!!!"

Summon yelled out in anguish.

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Finished translating the Fate Arc. It's a Masterpiece