Rumor has it! Beneath this continent lies a slumbering divine dragon. The dragon aura it emits during its sleep nourishes all living things on the land. If a wild beast absorbs enough dragon aura, it will evolve into a terrifying dragon beast. These creatures are incredibly fast, possess immense destructive power, and can even inherit some of the legendary dragon’s abilities, unleashing special spells known as dragon arts!

To combat these cruel and powerful dragon beasts, people constantly searched for ways and gradually discovered that, in fact, not only can wild beasts absorb dragon aura, but humans also carry dragon blood within their bodies! Thus, people began to develop their own powers, and from among them emerged a group of warriors who slayed dragon beasts, obtained dragon arts from their bodies, developed new dragon arts, and protected ordinary people. They are collectively known as Longxuan, but they call themselves: Dragonborn!

Dragonborn! Descendants of the dragon!

They can cultivate to gain formidable combat strength, slay dragon beasts, and swear never to harm civilians unless attacked by them. If they break this oath, they will be hunted by Dragonborn from all over the world!

The person before us, Ethan Brooks, is clearly not a bloodthirsty and savage dragon beast—he is Longxuan! A dragon warrior among the Longxuan! The dragon patterns on his face, representing dragon arts, are the most obvious mark of a dragon warrior!

Each dragon pattern represents a dragon art! Two mysterious, glowing dragon patterns flicker on Ethan Brooks’s face, meaning he can use at least two dragon arts!

As soon as Ethan Brooks moved, William Clark desperately calculated how long it would take for the other to reach him, swinging the kitchen knife in his hand with all his might according to that timing to protect his sister.

At that moment! A ring of red light suddenly flashed around Ethan Brooks’s ankle as he stepped down, and his charging speed instantly doubled! The rough animal hide on his body, pressed by the wind due to his rapid movement, looked as if someone was stroking it with their palm, making the fur all fall to one side, becoming even smoother and glossier.

Ethan Brooks’s sudden acceleration threw off William Clark’s rhythm, and even if his rhythm hadn’t been disrupted, the speed was so fast he couldn’t keep up. The force of that instant shattered the wooden threshold of the door beneath his feet!

Ethan Brooks charged at William Clark like a leopard, his fist under his ribs quickly covered in fish-scale-like scales, then he punched William Clark’s abdomen hard. With a dull thud of flesh colliding, William Clark bent over like a shrimp, spat out half-digested food, and under the impact of that punch, both feet left the ground by about three inches. Finally, his knees hit the earthen floor with a hard thud, and he instinctively knelt down.

“A bunch of trash!”

Without even glancing at the kneeling William Clark behind him, Ethan Brooks strode toward Edward Clark and said, “Dare to resist me…”

Before Ethan Brooks could finish, his ear twitched and his body suddenly stopped. He turned back in surprise to look at William Clark, who was struggling to get up. This young man’s body was unexpectedly strong—he had just unleashed eight percent of the dragon blood’s power in that punch, yet William Clark wasn’t left paralyzed? Even a strong adult shouldn’t be able to fight back after that.

“Hold him down for me!” Ethan Brooks couldn’t be bothered with William Clark anymore. “Press his head to the ground! Today I want him to watch as I toy with his woman…”

“Brother…”

“You, Chen!”

“Shout all you want. I, Ethan Brooks, dare to be a bandit, so I’m not afraid of your yelling.” Ethan Brooks walked to the bed, unfastening his belt. “I love hearing people scream out of fear the most.”

“William Clark gege, save me…”

Brian Carter shouted loudly as he rushed into the room, but before he could finish, a sharp longsword suddenly pierced through his body. The child’s tender little hand reached toward William Clark, his eyes filled with pain, fear, sorrow, and an endless longing to live…

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto the floor as Brian Carter’s body slowly collapsed, falling in front of William Clark. Those eyes, still wide open in death, met William Clark’s gaze, as if still pleading—pleading for the big brother he feared most yet trusted most deeply to save him.

Blood spread from beneath Brian Carter, flowing in all directions along the uneven ground.

Wind howled in from outside the door, making the door panels bang loudly.

“Brother…”

Edward Clark’s voice snapped William Clark out of his daze.

Blood began to spread in William Clark’s pupils.

That blinding red, centered in his pupils, quickly spread to the rest of his eyeballs. It wasn’t just spreading within his eyes—within a split second, that red color actually spread out from his eyeballs.

The blood vessels at the corners of William Clark’s eyes bulged one by one, and this spread instantly covered his entire head. His arms, his torso, his limbs—all over, bulging veins appeared.

In just the blink of an eye, William Clark’s body was filled with a terrifying, eerie aura—a wild, primal energy from the deepest part of the forest erupted from within him.

But that wasn’t the aura of a wild beast—it was the aura of a dragon beast!