LOGINAt that moment, Christopher arrived at the Silverton Citadel Forces command center."Mr. Quintus!""Christopher, councilor of the Vigil, has been ordered to take command here!"With that single announcement, the Draconox personnel immediately took full control of the command center."The fugitive is fleeing west along Travagan Avenue. His apparent target is a vehicle.""Inside that vehicle are Mr. Vaughn, the Young Archon of the Kylin Sanctum, and the criminal's adopted sister, Rebecca Miller."An officer delivered the report.Christopher gave a solemn nod. His thoughts were in turmoil. In the short time since Oscar had broken free, he had already learned everything that had happened within Draconox.Draconox's entire leadership had been eliminated in a single blow.At that moment, aside from a handful of elders attending the Grandmaster Conference, nearly everyone else in Draconox was trapped inside the Dragon Abyss. And the man responsible for all of it was Oscar Stone.He
What could Rebecca possibly learn about a person in just one year? How many people spoke sweetly to your face, only to turn cold and bitter once enough time had passed?Worse still, never underestimate how far a wicked man's determination could carry him. To get what he wanted, he was capable of things no one else would even dare imagine."Miss Miller, I know this is hard for you to accept. But you heard what they announced at the conference."Across every nation in the North Domain, the Draconox Order stands above all. Oscar is already a wanted fugitive, officially declared one by Draconox itself."Even if you got out of this car right now and went to him, do you really think you could bring back the Oscar who was kind to you? And do you even know him at all? Do you know what it means to be a Draconox Archon? Do you know what he actually does every day?"You and he belong to two completely different worlds. Even if you won't think of yourself, think of your grandparents. I heard
Rebecca turned to look through the rear window, and the sight froze her in place.Was the thing chasing their car really Oscar? He still wore Oscar's face, but his clothes bulged over a grotesquely transformed body. Horns had sprouted from his head, and both his hands and feet had become dragon claws."Bro?" Rebecca's voice fell to a whisper. "Who is that? Is that really Oscar? No! Let me out of this car right now! What happened to Bro? What happened to him?"Her eyes turned bloodshot as a terrifying thought surfaced, one she did not dare accept.How could the Oscar who had always been so gentle and protective toward her have become this?"That is Oscar Stone." Lucius let out a cold snort. "Didn't I just tell you? Oscar had the audacity to consort with the dragon race in secret, practice forbidden techniques, and bring disaster upon the human world. He deceived you completely."Lucius' harsh words left Rebecca speechless. Was Oscar really that kind of person?She thought back to
The crowd around him took an involuntary step back.Oscar no longer felt any pain in his head. It was as if the brain cancer had vanished completely.Before this, whether the little dragon or the ring had suppressed him, he had always felt a faint, persistent ache somewhere inside his skull. It was as though cancer cells were constantly gathering there.Now, that sensation was gone. His body felt better than it ever had in his entire life.He grabbed the little dragon by the tail and set her on his shoulder. Strangely, after transforming, her suppression no longer seemed to affect him."Becca!" He immediately charged in the direction Rebecca had gone."Everyone, Oscar has betrayed the Draconox Order and betrayed humanity itself. The evidence and the witnesses are both right in front of you. Do not hold back. Formation!"A group of fighters began moving in strange patterns around Oscar, circling him from every direction.The instant Oscar saw those movements, an inexplicable wav
"Go to hell."Oscar watched Rebecca disappear into the distance. By then, the Chamberlain sisters had already vanished from sight.A crushing sense of defeat welled up inside him.What had all those years with the family been for? He had bent over backward to please the sisters, almost groveling at their feet.And what had it all been for with the Miller family? He had given almost everything he had simply to help Rebecca live a better life.He wanted to be loved. He wanted a home.He had been abandoned as a small child. Most people assumed he had been too young to understand, too young to remember. But some memories never faded, no matter how much time passed.He remembered being left on the street in a cradle, dressed in clothes that hung awkwardly from his tiny frame. The world around him had been noisy, and the sun had shone brightly overhead. So why had he felt so cold?Only after Arthur carried him home to the Chamberlain family had he finally felt warmth return. The soun
Giana's expression turned grim. "That is not it, Rebecca! We're not leaving because we fear for our own lives, and we're not leaving because we're afraid of dragging Oscar down."We're leaving because we have no power here. We can't help him at all. All we can do is stand by, helpless and frantic. If they take Oscar down, everything will be over anyway. And if they fail, they'll turn on us next. When that happens, do you think Oscar should save us or not"We're leaving. Come with us if you want, or stay if you don't. But think about it. If it comes down to it, Oscar would use far less strength if he only had to save you."With that, Giana pulled the other sisters along. They hesitated for a moment before following her."As if any of you matter that much. Bro would never save you anyway!" Rebecca's words came out sharp, but deep down, she could not stop replaying Giana's words in her mind.Whatever else Oscar had done, he had never once harmed her. During the past few days at the M
"Victor, we really have no money left!" George dropped to his knees. "We already repaid the 60,000 dollars we borrowed from you. Over the years, it was 6,000 here, 6,000 there. Now it's somehow 600,000? How are we supposed to come up with that?"He pressed his forehead to the floor. "Please. Leave
Rain streamed down Oscar's face and soaked through his clothes, but he felt none of it.For years, he had given the Chamberlain family everything.Amara's Chamberlain Group would never have risen to the top of Silverton without him supplying her with intelligence day after day, placing winning str
"Mr. Chamberlain, I'm sorry." The doctor slid the lab report across the desk. "Brain cancer. Late stage."Oscar Chamberlain stared at the doctor for several seconds, then lowered his gaze to the two words on the page. The paper was still warm from the printer. The sharp, chemical smell of ink hit h
"Shouldn't you be showing Amara some respect?" Clara said.Oscar smiled.Clara couldn't tell what the smile meant."Miss Amara, do you feel the same way?" he asked.Amara swept her gaze over the people standing behind Oscar. She recognized several faces among them. They weren't people she could







