Chapter 224: Chapter 207: Breaking the Curse

The morning dew slid off the wide banana leaves and dripped onto Luna Sutton’s eyelids.

She was startled awake, a dull pain radiating from the back of her head, the last memory being that Mad Dragon tearing through the distorted space rift with her.

Unable to withstand the chaos of the space currents, she passed out and knew nothing after.

“What is this place…”

She rubbed her temples, which were throbbing, propped herself up, and her fingers sunk into the soft grass.

In front of her was a massive valley surrounded by waterfalls, the mist refracting a colorful halo in the morning sun.

In the distance, the clear and melodious cries of birds could be heard, the scent of greenery mixed with the pungent smell of blood lingering at her nostrils.

About twenty feet away, Mael Valerius lay on a rock by the waterfall, the dark gold patterns on the Dragon Horn atop his head completely dulled, eyes vacant, a gaping wound on his chest gushing with blood.

His ink-black hair clung to his pale face, half of his Dragon Tail limply floating in the water.

He was in a half-human, half-dragon form.

More startling were the wounds on his body that seemed corroded by something, emanating a strange black smoke.

“Serves him right.”

Luna Sutton’s eyes were slightly cold, a mocking smile playing at her lips.

The scene of the White Jade Whistle being crushed, Kian Sterling’s broken tail, her being forcibly brought here—all these scenes intertwined and fused in her heart, making it hard not to hate.

She picked up a sharp stone by the stream, cautiously creeping closer.

She wanted to smash him to death while the madman was unconscious, for Kian Sterling and for her own revenge.

The sharp stone was just about to come crashing down.

Luna Sutton suddenly heard a faint whisper.

“Lu…na…”

Mael Valerius’s unfocused pupils struggled to concentrate, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, staining the rock beneath him red.

He trembled as he reached out, trying to do something, only to let his hand fall weakly, like a dying fish.

“What are you pretending for?”

Luna Sutton didn’t notice her hand trembling, and thinking of something, a chill filled her eyes.

She gritted her teeth, raising the stone to smash down again.

Mael Valerius suddenly opened his eyes, his dark golden eyes staring fixedly at her, pulling a strange smile: “Does Luna want to kill me?”

Luna Sutton was so startled that her hand shook, and the stone she threw suddenly veered off, with a “splash” it landed in the water, sending up a spray of water.

“Ha ha… how could that be? You must be seeing things.”

Luna Sutton’s expression twisted into a stiff smile, her voice trembling, and she involuntarily scooted backward.

“Seeing things, hmm?”

Mael Valerius suddenly tilted his head, a crack sounded from his neck.

He braced himself against the rock, trying to stand up, the Dragon Tail barely lifting before crashing heavily back into the water, splattering Luna Sutton with bloody foam.

Luna Sutton took two steps back, her foot slipping on the wet moss, and she sat down hard on the ground, the damp, icy moss making her shiver.

“You’re afraid of me.”

Mael Valerius suddenly laughed like a child, his blood-stained finger poking at his own chest, “Hit here, Luna…”

He suddenly coughed violently, spitting out large clots of black blood, “Just like when you threw stones at the marten that stole the milk fruit back then…”

She froze on the spot.

What the madman was referring to was clearly the embarrassing incident when the original owner was five.

At that time, the original owner ran holding a stone, chasing the fruit-stealing marten, accidentally falling into a mud pit, getting covered all over in mud.

The 5-year-old original owner sat in the mud pit crying loudly, then got up while crying to chase that marten that stole the milk fruit, chasing all around the back hill.

“How… how do you even know that?”

Luna Sutton’s face was a bit embarrassed, although it was the original owner’s childhood embarrassment, since she now inhabited the body, it became her own.

Mael Valerius suddenly crawled over on all fours, his Dragon Tail scraping blood trails, “Because…”

He tilted his head, his bloody lips appearing even more bewitching, “I personally skinned that marten’s fur…”

His dark golden eyes flooded with frenzied emotions, “Whatever Luna wants… I’ll snatch it back…”

She only felt her stomach churn.

That marten indeed died inexplicably back then, its fur perfectly hung at her cave entrance.

“Maniac.”

She grabbed a handful of mud and threw it over, “What difference is there between you now and a dying wild dog?”

The mud plastered over Mael Valerius’s unparalleled, handsome face, and he surprisingly extended his tongue to lick it, “Luna is still so naughty…”

Before the words were finished.

He suddenly lunged at her.

Luna Sutton’s vision went black, her whole body being hit into the creek by the Dragon Tail.

Chilling water flooded her nasal cavity; she struggled desperately, only to be lifted out of the water, clutched by the back of her neck by Dragon Claws.

“Cough, cough… you bastard…”

She was flushed red from choking.

Mael Valerius’s dark golden phoenix eyes gleamed in the dark, the wet ink hair sticking to her face: “Luna’s way of swearing… so cute.”

He tilted his head, a maniacal yet joyful smile on his lips, “Shall we play another game?”

“Play you, damn you.”

Unable to hold back, she cursed, aiming a knee at a certain part of him.

Unexpectedly, both her legs were entangled by the Dragon Tail.

With a sudden spin.

“Splash!”

The two fell into the deep water, in the chaos she grabbed the reverse scale on his chest and gave it a vicious tug.

“Ugh…”

Mael Valerius let out a pained roar, yet grotesquely smiled, “Yes… just like that…”

His blood-stained fingers caressed the wound she had bitten, “The mark Luna left on me… burns hotter than the heat of the mating season…”

Luna Sutton, trembling with disgust, couldn’t bear it any longer and pulled out the wooden hairpin from her topknot, stabbing it fiercely into his chest.

“You pervert, just die.”

As the Heart Blood splattered, Mael Valerius actually smiled, grabbing her hand holding the weapon and plunged it deeper into his heart, “Luna finally… is willing to touch me…”

Dark golden vertical pupils began to disperse.

Yet, his blood-stained hand tenderly caressed her acne-ridden, pustule-filled face, “Luna… do you know, my Heart Blood… can break the curse on you…”

Luna Sutton froze suddenly, the pin still lodged in his heart, “What did you say?”

Mael Valerius’s breath grew weaker, but his mouth curled into a mad smile, “Your ugliness is due to the Dragon Clan’s curse, my blood can lift it…”

Previously, he didn’t know, and was puzzled why Luna, who looked as adorable as Jada Snow when young, grew up to be so ugly.

But he never had a shred of disdain; Luna was the precious treasure he regained after losing her, even if she was as ugly as a toad, he would love her to madness.

Because of the suspicion and uncertainty in his heart, he intentionally provoked her.

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of bloody foam, his dark golden eyes fixed on her, “Luna, bite me… won’t you?”

“Nutcase!”

She shoved him away, wiping the blood off her face, then turned to climb back ashore.

Her mind was in turmoil.

This madman said she was under some curse, and it seemed true.

The original Luna’s father, Matron, and brother weren’t ugly, she was as adorable as Jada Snow when young too.

Shortly after Mael Valerius disappeared, she grew uglier.

If it was a curse, then everything made sense.

But, Mael Valerius said his Heart Blood could lift the curse?

Was it true?

She thought about these things, not noticing the Dragon Tail wrapping around again, dragging her back.

“Splash!”

She fell back into the water, gasping for air, everything before her eyes darkening, head dizzy.

Mael Valerius pressed down on her, his icy fingers clamping her jaw, forcing her mouth open, “Don’t believe me, Luna? Then… try it…”

He suddenly pulled out the wooden pin from his chest, using a Dragon Claw to dig out a handful of Heart Blood, pouring it into her mouth.

Not satisfied, he dug out another handful, smearing it all over her hideously ugly face.

Just like applying a face mask, bright red, scalding hot, extremely scorching.

“Mm… cough cough…”

Luna Sutton struggled to vomit, but he covered her mouth.

The metallic-tasting blood slid down her throat, the Dragon Blood scorching, burning like a fire in her stomach.

Not only her stomach felt like fire, but her face as well, as if her entire face was being roasted in flames.

“Endure… just a bit longer…”

Mael Valerius stared at her obsessively, his voice eerily gentle, “Luna will soon become beautiful…”

“Ah… my face… it hurts…”

Her whole body convulsed in pain, hands clutching her face tightly as if molten lava was poured on it, something underneath her skin writhing wildly.

Mael Valerius pried her hands away from her face, inserting his own arm into her mouth, “If it hurts, bite me.”

The Dragon Tail coiled around her waist, preventing her from falling into the water.

His fingertips dipped in his own Heart Blood, drawing mysterious runes on her terribly ugly face, “My blood combined with runes can burn all the filth clean…”

The mysterious runes on her face glowed with an eerie red light, sizzling black smoke rising.

Luna Sutton shook all over in pain, vaguely hearing something screaming from under her skin.

Mael Valerius looked extremely excited, his fingertips drawing faster and faster with the blood, “Luna is amazing… just a bit more…”

Suddenly——

“Crack!”

It was as if something on her face cracked, dark black mucus oozing from her ears, eyes, nose, and mouth.

Horrifying like a ghost.

“Ugh…”

She couldn’t bear it anymore, bending over to vomit violently, expelling writhing black worms into the water.

With a palm, Mael Valerius crushed those worms, instantly turning them into ashes.

His laughter was maniacal and wanton, “The old hag actually used Face-devouring Gu… no wonder…”

Luna Sutton looked at those crushed black worms in the water, nauseated and retching again…

But inadvertently, she caught sight of her reflection in the water, her face transformed, acne and pustules gone, revealing porcelain-white skin.

The once tiny and inconspicuous eyes returned to beautiful almond-shaped eyes, a delicate, petite nose, lips like sakura petals.

More beautiful than before the mission failed, before being punished by the system, and becoming ugly by threefold.

If rated, her visage could score at least over 90 points.

Saying it’s breathtakingly beautiful wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

She was momentarily stunned; she never expected the original Luna to be so beautiful.

Her heart suddenly pitied her, the original was indeed matchless in beauty but ruined a lifetime by the Dragon Clan’s curse.

Her emotions extremely complex now, unsure whether to hate Mael Valerius or thank him for lifting the curse…

But the intention to kill him was gone.

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