Powerful Dragon Alpha Chapter 61: Evil Dragon

Chapter 61: Evil Dragon

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Mimosa

The burning trunk fell down with a crash.

The teacher was right that the tail was really the part that could feel the most pain for the dragon.

The pain that came from it made Ming Huan jump unconsciously.

the Imperial Consul seemed to be prepared as the same binding metal ring was taken out. The metal ring positioned over Ming Huan, who was half the size of the prototype, and flew straight to his horns.

‘The horns are the part of the dragon that is most closely connected to their mental energy.’

‘Once the horns break, the mental energy will be greatly affected and the dragon will quickly collapse.’

What had been taught in the omega course immediately came to mind, which allowed Ming Huan to quickly determine the danger of the object.

Hoth intentionally found the dragon starting to dodge in that moment as he seemed to figure out how much damage this could do to a dragon.

Ming Huan’s tail knocked one of the metal rings straight off, while the other narrowly grazed his horns.

Upon impact, his mental energy immediately fluctuated abnormally.

While balancing his mental energy and hoping that his horns would disappear, his head felt like it was constantly stirring with steel blades, and he couldn’t retract it without Yu Hanzhou’s assistance.

“It seems that you have studied dragons for some time, and even know how to cause harm.”

Hoth knew that he didn’t have much time left, and his time would perhaps end shortly when the Federation’s army arrived. He had to take the dragon immediately. The mental energy had rioted to this point. Hoth couldn’t understand how this dragon could be so loyal to Yu Hanzhou. ‘What was the point of being so stubborn? What was he waiting for?’

The dragon slowed down under the chase, but still did not forget to sweep out a hurricane-like wind with his wings. The sharp debris kept cutting the consul’s skin.

After seeing an opportunity, the dragon’s tail extended to accidentally catch the consul by the ankle, causing him to fall hard into the rubble.

Debris cut his arm, and he dripped blood.

The consul was covered in wreckage.

A little anger emerged from the dark green pupils, and he wiped the blood from his hands. The consul’s face became a little pale as he realized that his mental energy was on the verge of collapse.

The bottom of his eyes gradually became hostile, and his tone was no longer as calm as it was just now, “If you do not behave, you will definitely regret it. Later you will cry and beg me, but it will not work.”

Unable to care about the consequences, Hoth’s eyes narrowed slightly as he extended his hand, releasing two more metal rings. This time, he was prepared to directly crush one of the dragon’s horns with these metallic devices.

Chasing after the dragon, already exhausted, Hoth watched as one of the horns was about to be ensnared by one of the metal rings. Suddenly, something swiftly coiled around his abdomen, pulling him upward into the sky. The metal ring missed its target, catching nothing.

The shielding device expanded to cover several dozen kilometers, and the overcast sky above seemed to be churning with something hidden within. The surrounding walkways gradually collapsed and shattered, everything falling apart.

Hoth felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and looked up to see layer upon layer of thick clouds. Vaguely visible within the clouds was a vertically-pupiled eye, overseeing him. What was hidden in the clouds? The Archon seemed to sense something, but hesitated as if not daring to believe it. His gaze then shifted to the dragon suspended below the clouds, now completely transformed back into its dragon form. Wrapped securely by its tail, only half of its head was exposed.

A dragon tail? A dragon tail emerged from the clouds, so long that it seemed to stretch endlessly. In an instant, the vertically-pupiled eye blinked, and sharp claws extended, creating a ten-meter-deep hole where it had been just standing.

The dragon’s claws were accompanied by burning sparks and, in the explosion, turned into numerous fireballs raining down upon the earth. Without any weapon assistance, everything around was set ablaze. It was like a mythical monster from legends, heralding the end of the world.

“…Dragon.” Hoth murmured, “White-feathered… dragon.”

Two of them! There were two!

Hidden within the dark clouds above Federation’s Capital Star was a fully-grown, enormous white-feathered dragon. Its snow-white wings shimmered with delicate radiance, akin to an angel, but its sinister eyes surveyed the humans below as if peering at insignificant ants.

As the dragon’s wings flapped slightly, a hurricane immediately howled within the range of the shielding device, crushing everything in its path. Meanwhile, the other dragon was carefully coiled by its tail.

Sensing the Archon clinging to its body, the massive dragon tail rose upwards, avoiding the whirlwinds and concealing itself at the edge of the clouds. It disappeared from view. This gigantic dragon was at least a hundred years old. No, it could be two hundred years or even longer. Hoth considered the descriptions of this type of dragon in the remaining Imperial records. Originally, the white-feathered dragon was simply known as the “White Feather.”

When it hatched from its egg, it was the only dragon adorned with feathers, symbolizing the protective wings of a peaceful dove, embodying protection for humanity and yearning for the freedom of the skies. However, once they broke out of their shells, the Ancient Empire quickly renamed them the “White Feathered Dragon.”

Yes, dragon. They wielded absolute control over genetic technology and possessed SSS-level mental energy. In a sense, they were “divine beings,” but more like “demons.” A thousand years ago, the Interstellar War erupted due to the hatching of white-feathered dragons, causing havoc and chaos wherever they went. With a violent nature, they brought immense destruction.

A deep fear gripped Hoth’s heart. Current technological levels were incapable of killing a dragon over a hundred years old. He had to escape quickly. After forcibly commandeering one of Federation’s fighter jets, Hoth controlled the aircraft to initiate a jump. However, just as the sky tore open to form a jump rift, his destination was instantly altered. As he plummeted into the rift, another rift tore open in the sky above Capital Star.

He had jumped back to the starting point. The sensation of being controlled and unable to escape caused Hoth’s hands to tremble. Unprepared for this situation, he could only attempt to jump again. Yet, he returned to the original point once more. As the dragon’s claws touched the ground, Hoth steered the fighter jet frantically to evade. The sharp armor left long gouges in the terrain.

The pressure broke the tail fin of the aircraft, and steel pierced through Hoth’s leg and thigh. The dragon’s claws tightened slightly, there was a cracking sound, and the lower body emitted the sound of shattered leg bones. Blood flowed profusely, and it seemed like internal organs had been crushed.

The energy device instantly exploded. The explosion at close range alarmed the dragon that had its tail wrapped around another dragon. The dragon uttered a murmur. The dragon in the sky turned to look at the dragon wrapped around its tail, coiled it one more time, completely blocking the choking smoke in the air.

Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Hoth opened a crack for the last time, imitating what the dragon had done, and threw an isolation pod. Turning his head again, there was no longer the bloodied figure on the ground. Apparently, the dragon also had no interest in lingering with the opponent. It unfurled its tail, and one of the dragons curled up in pain.

“Squeak.” — It hurts. The tip of the tail gently rubbed the dragon’s belly, expressing comfort, “Squeak squeak.”— Why did it take you so long?

Having said that, the dragon let the other party wrap its tail around itself, closed its eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

***

The Empire plunged into unprecedented chaos. The ruler, without any protective equipment or weapons, was assassinated upon returning to the imperial court, and the situation was extremely dire.

Legs shattered, internal organs severely damaged – with the medical technology of the time, it was beyond recovery. Faced with this sudden turn of events, the Imperial Prince burst into tears, “Brother, brother…”

In the intensive care unit, both the Chancellor and the leader of the royal guard looked extremely grave. As an Imperial Consul, Prince Hoth’s mental energy was at the SSS Level; who could have injured him to this extent?

“Brother, what happened to you?”

“Wasn’t he supposed to go capture a dragon for me?”

Hoth was briefly awake for a while, before quickly falling back into unconsciousness again.

It was too late to even say any complete sentence, and he could only vomit a mouthful of blood and say, “Truce….” This was all he said in the end, still in shock.

‘Federation’s white-feathered dragon– there were surprisingly two of them.’

Even when he passed out completely, he still had trouble believing this fact.

The people of the Royal Court’s medical team attempted to save his life, and the Empire adopted a conservative mode of treatment – emergency sequestration dormancy.

When technology becomes developed later on to be able to heal such devastating near-death injuries, then this Highness would be released for treatment.

Due to the fall of the Consul, the war with the Federation was also affected. The Imperial Royal Court sent a truce directly, promising a large amount of energy stones in compensation as an exchange for a truce.

Later that night, the Federation’s side was also very busy.

The senior individuals of the medical department knew that this time the injured individual was the Admiral’s lady that the Federation would soon hold a wedding for, who had not yet graduated from the Military Academy as a high school student.

It was rumored that he had just carried out a secret mission a month ago, risking his life to seize the right to develop a mineral star for Federation.

When the enemies belonging to the Empire infiltrated Capital Star, he bravely repelled them in the suburbs, protecting the safety of Capital Star. He also stole the precious warplane to contribute to his alma mater for research.

He was the one who, at the age of seventeen, achieved the feat of war – the Federation’s hero. The reports on Star Net were all over the place. Over time, many news and other traces of this month’s hidden information came along.

So it was him, surprisingly, alone. Previously, it was rumored that the Admiral was taking his adopted son to carry out the Junior commander identification, and people also took blurry photos of the Military Department duo. It turned out that the one that the Admiral took with him was not his adopted son, but his fiancee.

The Federation’s people tearfully began to talk about their grandfather’s generation, and how the Admiral protected the Federation from the Empire. They thought that this man would be single for life. Human life expectancy with the current level of medical care was only five or six hundred years. According to this calculation, Admiral Yu already completed more than half a lifetime. Unexpectedly, there was actually a day when he would get married.

Moreover, his marriage partner was such a young and outstanding child.

The war on the front line was stagnant, and the insidious Imperials began to sneak in dastardly attacks again. This teenager meritoriously opened the shield, and the huge blast brought about the damage to the utmost. He guarded the peace of Capital Star, but also seriously wounded the Empire with the sneak attack of the Consul which directly led to the exchange of a truce with the Empire.

It was just a pity that the teenager was seriously injured. He was still in the hospital for treatment.

It was not so easy for the Dragons. The Vice President of the Technical Institute came directly to Capital Hospital to assist in the treatment. They wanted to know more about his mental energy – the white-feathered dragon seemed to be seriously damaged by mental energy in just this year, and the horns also suffered two impacts, but fortunately did not crack.

Severe mental energy riots caused some damage to him as he has been in a coma for seven hours.

When Xie Jue arrived in a hurry, Admiral Yu Hanzhou’s face was as ugly as it had ever been. The man was standing in the ward with a straight figure that was solemn and cold to the extreme.

“Admiral Yu….”

Xie Jue also knew himself that he had taken matters into his hands this time and was breaking Yu Hanzhou’s biggest taboo.

his son had already entered the dormant chamber. When Hoth came to him, he was convinced almost instantly.

He had no other choice.

Although knowing that the boy was now lying in intensive care because of his mistakes.

before he entered the military trial and lost everything completely, this father still wanted to convince the Admiral one last time for the sake of his son.

“Admiral, are you really blowing up the space station?”

“Why not give it a try….”

Yu Hanzhou’s face was austere, “You know what you are talking about.”

“The level a thousand years ago, if the ancient Empire’s technology recovers to this level, then perhaps it will be able to make more means to contain mental energy riots, ah, why are you so persistent?! It’s…. This is not a bad thing.”

Xie Jue didn’t quite understand why Yu Hanzhou was so resistant to the revival of technology from a thousand years ago.

Xie Jue’s treason was the reason for a top-level military trial that had been brought forward on this night.

Just half an hour later, he would bear a heavy price for his choice. He still had no regrets until Yu Hanzhou looked at Ming Huan, who was still being treated in the transparent isolation ward.

He coldly stated, “You can’t expect that the mechanism that created this question would help you solve it. Like you can’t expect a level of technology that would make the human population plummet 98%, and then make the world prosperous again.”

The last glimmer of light under Xie Jue’s eyes faded away.

He looked years older when he was taken away by the military tribunal.

The last gaze was cast into the ward.

‘The admiral thought so?’

Then, the child in the ward would also think so?

‘…. I think so.’

‘Otherwise, how could the Imperial Consul not convince him?’

There were two white feathered dragons, but neither was willing to help light up the main technological star of the olden days.

When Ming Huan woke up again, it was raining heavily.

Capital Star rarely rained in winter, and the rain seemed to have a little bit of smoke mixed with the smell.

Yu Hanzhou suppressed the mental energy riot for him, but the damage from the riot kept him in a coma for three days. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Hanzhou sitting next to him.

Today, he looked a bit haggard.

His face was too white, and his eyes were a little blue. He hadn’t seen him like this before when his mental energy was damaged.

When he realized that he woke up, a little emotion flashed through his ever-subdued gaze as he reached out to support him and adjust the hospital bed to a more comfortable angle.

“You’re awake.” His voice was also a little hoarse.

Ming Huan could no longer remember exactly how it worked out in the end, but just remembered the moment of fear and helplessness when the horns were about to be cut off by that metal ring. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead.

“It’s okay, the horns are not cracked.” Yu Hanzhou silently slightly pulled the quilt for him, “Are you still uncomfortable anywhere?”

Ming Huan shook his head.

His consciousness regained slightly more, and Ming Huan fingers scratched roughly in Yu Hanzhou’s palm and he was dissatisfied as he said, “What’s wrong with you?! Must you wait until I was killed to collect my corpse?!”

The word “corpse” had just come out.

Yu Hanzhou’s eyes tightened into vertical pupils that slowed for a while before slowly dispersing.

Suddenly, Yu Hanzhou’s anger that was visible to the naked eye came out, and could not be suppressed. It was much more serious than the last time when he was close to marking him the second time. His face was icy-cold as never before, “Didn’t I tell you that no matter what happens, your own safety must be the priority? Why did you go and fight him?”

It was like the surrounding atmosphere was frozen.

The heart-stopping sense of oppression came out of nowhere and made people’s fingers tingle.

A dragon would rarely lose his temper. Yu Hanzhou still grabbed his hand, but that palm was actually cold.

“Why don’t you get a better memory? I have long warned you that the pureblood descendants of the Imperial royal family are all SSS-Level, and you are an omega, are you really not taking my words into your ears at all?”

“I was already marked by you, I have the smell of an alpha, he did not find out that I am an omega….” Under the powerful suppression, Ming Huan subconsciously conceded a little, “And, yes, he was the one who clung to me, also, also he blew it up, not me, this time, it’s really not me…. And I was just marked by you, I, I can not control my emotions and mental energy….”

Yu Hanzhou sounded extremely moody. He kept reminding himself in his heart that the boy had just woken up and was not feeling well so he should not say anything.

‘Stop.’

that restless fire simply could not be suppressed.

“Then why raise the defense system again later?” Under Ming Huan’s argument, Yu Hanzhou’s tone became colder and colder. “So the Military Department people would have a way to break through in a short time to save you, how do you have such stupidity? Put yourself and the Imperial Consul inside a shield where you must fight him to the death? You know, if I had come a little later…. Your horns would have been cut off.”

Yu Hanzhou knew that he raised the shield protection level in a fit of anger.

Although he came late, a glance at the situation was clear.

“Escape. Something so simple, but why won’t you do it?”

Ming Huan knew that this time it was really him who was at a disadvantage.

Hanging his head, he still defiantly made a final argument, “How should I know, he was also using some kind of black technology…. Can, can strangle my horns. Originally, we would have all won the fight-“

He was actually still saying such things. At this moment, his alpha’s face was too ugly. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were a deep cold that seeped in to stare at him. Ming Huan actually felt like it was similar to the time of the cub stage, and he felt a slight sense of fear as the neck slightly shrunk. Suddenly, he was dragged forward, and his whole body was flung on Yu Hanzhou’s knee. The thin hospital gown outlined his body shape vaguely, and Ming Huan did not realize that his narrow waist was held down by a big hand.

The other parts of his body were still wounded, and Yu Hanzhou could only slap him directly on his upturned buttocks. The other party was really angry and ruthless this time, but his hands did not have any force.

Ming Huan was a little confused, and his body first made a struggle. Then, he felt a mixture of shame and anger as he pushed, “Yu Hanzhou! I’m three years old! I’m a child!”

Omegas were not too resistant to pain, and the dragon on his leg struggled for two more times. He couldn’t help but make a choking sound as he reached out to block, “You, you do not reason….”

“I reason, but you do not listen.” Yu Hanzhou held his wrist down as well, and made up for it again.

“I…. I just want to go to sleep, how do I know…. Know he would be in the…. I already said not to return…. You made me go back…. And you blame…. Blame me for going….”

After hearing his grievance, Yu Hanzhou sighed in his heart. Releasing his wrist, he gave him a rub. “Ming Huan.”

Who could imagine that he had just finished the marking act with his omega, and in not more than half an hour, he watched the other party become bruised and battered, and nearly have beheaded horns during that moment.

At that time, he thought, ‘What empire, what federation? What technology star, what space station?’ His heart had nothing left, and the world was empty as only the little dragon with blood on him remained. If something really happened to Ming Huan, he didn’t even know what he would do.

At this moment, the anger inside him was unprecedented. It was not related to the genetic defect, but it was pure and uncontainable anger. the omega in his arms wiped his eyes with a sob and said something in a thick nasally voice. His eyes were red like a rabbit. Although the anger in the heart really couldn’t be contained, it felt like he was being hit by something in his heart again at this moment.

Yu Hanzhou turned Ming Huan’s body around and let him lie on his back in his arms. Holding his arm, he wiped away a little wetness from the ends of his eyes, “I know you’ve been a little upset lately. But being upset won’t solve any problems. Some things can’t be rushed.”

He wanted to arrange everything for his mate so that he could grow up with as little worry as possible.

his destined husband was always not as good as he wanted him to be.

This time was even more exaggerated as his horns would have really been cut off.

The dragon in his arms turned his face away, and his eyes were downcast at the white sheets. His hands grasped his knees, and he did not dare to top him again. He instead mumbled, and his voice lightly complained, “He also burned the flowers you bought for me…. It’s not easy to grow all the petals….”

Ming Huan’s head was hanging low.

The most human-like face of the year was the outline of youthful and rebellious.

At this time, he looked well-behaved and even aggrieved.

“They were, were beautiful.”

Yu Hanzhou could not help but feel soft and he leaned down before bending over to hug him tightly in his arms. The chin rested on his shoulder as he rubbed the soft hair, “In a day, I will take you to dig them again. We’ll dig more and plant them all over the courtyard.”