Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Stella was led by the Elf King using a teleportation magic circle, concealing her tracks as she quickly arrived at a canyon.

As soon as the Elf King revealed himself, a golden dragon rushed up.

“Calm down, Savison,” the Elf King said. “Have you found any trace of the cubs?”

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Savison transformed into human form.

Stella recognized the familiar face and realized that Savison was actually the Dragon King.

“There are some clues,” Dragon King Savison said, his demeanor shifting from his previous nonchalant and carefree attitude in the elven lands to one of savagery and bloodlust. “The place where the cubs are located has a dark aura; it must be the Dark Temple.”

“No, even if they were the ones who did it, they might not be the masterminds,” the Elf King said with extreme calm. “Savison, the Merfolk almost lost their cubs as well.”

"The Elf Forest has been closed, but the elven guards still discovered traces of outsiders near the territories of the elves and fairies."

"Attack three long-lived species simultaneously? Savison, use your brain! Would the Dark Temple be that stupid?"

“You mean,” Savison looked at him, “that this matter might be related to the Temple of Light?”

“Perhaps you could narrow down the scope further,” the Elf King said, his eyes turning cold. “Eugene’s destiny star is already quite dim.”

Savison's face was filled with anger.

He had no doubt about the Elf King's words and let out a long roar. Then, the sounds of dragon roars rose and fell, echoing from the mountains.

"If I don't avenge this," Savison's eyes were filled with deep hatred, "I will be unworthy of being the esteemed ruler of the dragon race."

"You're quick-witted, tell me quickly, how do we find the cubs first?"

"Find a few clever dragons to come with me," the Elf King emphasized. "Cleverness doesn't mean being clever; obedience is the most important thing."

Savison choked, then turned and brought out a few dragons: "Listen to the Elf King, whatever he says is law."

The Elf King, having transformed into human form, led the dragons to hide outside the Dark Temple where the little dragons' presence had been detected, and they awaited his signal.

He himself, along with Stella and Dragon King Savison, concealed their presence and ventured deeper into the area.

The exposed parts of the Dark Temple look only so-so, but the underground passages are far too complicated.

The Elf King instructed Savison to use his bloodline to sense the dragon cub's location, and to avoid traps and the people of the Dark Temple as much as possible.

They arrived at the prison where the dragon cubs were being held without incident. Seeing the dragon cubs in such a wretched place, Savison was so angry that he wanted to go up and kill them, but the Elf King stopped him.

Stella peeked out from the Elf King's robes and saw a man dressed in bishop's robes squatting on the ground, glancing at the dragon cub and then banging his head against the wall.

"What sins have I committed? I told you to find treasures to offer to the God of Darkness, and you actually stole the little dragon! Give it back! Give it back now!"

"Otherwise, once the dragons find us here, the entire Dark Temple will be razed to the ground!"

"Hmph, what a coward," said a man dressed as a knight behind the bishop. "Now that we've captured them, we should make the most of them. Return them? No way!"

"You, you, you!" The Dark Bishop almost jumped up from the ground. "Who's in charge here, you or me? Of course, you listen to me in this temple!"

From Stella's direction, the Dark Knight's deep disdain was clearly visible.

“No, of course you should listen to me,” the Dark Knight retorted, drawing his sword. “As long as you die here, that’s all that matters.”

The dark bishop straightened his face, raised his wand, and began chanting a spell.

"Something's not right," he said through gritted teeth, glancing around when there was no response. "You actually set up a magic-blocking array!"

“Yes,” the Dark Knight said cheerfully, “that’s exactly what I’m guarding against.”

The Dark Bishop wisely abandoned magic, waving his club-like magic staff, his eyes changing: "Speak, who are you? Did the Temple of Light send you?"

“How could that be?” the Dark Knight said. “I am an apostle of humanity.”

"Of course, you may not understand now, but for the sake of humanity's future greatness, all you need to know is that you have made a milestone contribution."

“But for now,” the Dark Knight turned to the dragon cub, slowly walked over, and raised his sword, “you will have to wait to be torn to pieces by the enraged dragons before you can accomplish this feat.”

The dragon cub was trapped in place, unable to move, and could only watch as the butcher's knife drew ever closer.

Stella couldn't resist and tugged at the Elf King's hair.

The Elf King finally signaled Savison to make his move.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Savison used brute force to smash a large hole in the sturdy iron fence. Without holding back, he sent the knight who dared to lay a hand on the dragon cub flying.

Caught off guard, the Dark Knight was slammed against the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the Dark Bishop gripped his magic staff tightly and stepped aside, saying, "Well, everyone has their own grievances and debts, and our Dark Temple is innocent!"

Savison didn't care whether he was innocent or not; with a beast-like gaze, he pinned the Dark Bishop to the spot.

"Mmm!" the dragon cub made a sound.

Savison immediately disregarded everything else and first untied the rope binding the dragon cub.

Before he arrived, he was extremely anxious. Now that he had finally saved the boy, he was so angry that he wanted to beat him up immediately to teach the boy a lesson.

"Uncle, I was wrong!" The little dragon knelt down with a thud, hugged Savison's leg, and cried. Savison couldn't bring himself to hit him.

The Elf King stopped paying attention to the situation there, first breaking the magic-sealing array, then putting the knight to sleep, before looking at the Dark Bishop.

"I think we can talk, don't you think?"

“Let’s talk,” the Dark Bishop nodded hastily. Although the Elf King was wrapped up tightly and not a single hair was showing, he was probably a dragon himself, since he was with the little dragon’s uncle.

The Dark Bishop guessed this, then cautiously asked, "What would you like to talk about?"

“You are not qualified,” the Elf King said coldly. “Three days from now, let the leaders of the Dark Church come and talk.”

After saying that, they, along with the unconscious Dark Knight, were taken away by the sudden burst of light from the magic circle.

They teleported outside the Dark Temple and silently withdrew the dragons outside. Only then did the Elf King lift the hem of his robe to let Stella out.

Stella had just flown out when the dragon cub that had been clinging to Dragon King Savison looked over.

“Stella…” The dragon cub saw the good friend he made at the 100-day celebration and immediately let go and sat up straight.

At this moment, although he still had some lingering fear, he couldn't help but want to brag to his friends.

"Stella, I have something to tell you..."

Stella looked at the bulging veins on Savison's forehead and wanted to advise the dragon cub.

Stop talking, stop talking! If you keep bragging, you're probably going to get a beating from your parents and uncle!