<h4>Chapter 2336: Chapter 2336: Amnesia</h4>


    Humans have three souls and six spirits.


    Among these, the three souls are actually a person’s consciousness.


    As for a dragon soul, it is the mental intention of a dragon.


    The dragon soul, as a means of attack, is extremely lethal.


    If someone encounters it unprepared, no matter how skilled or formidable their physique, it is of no use.


    In the face of spiritual assaults, the physical body is insignificant.


    It can even kill peerless warriors.


    Fortunately, the Eye of God came into effect at the crucial moment, shattering the dragon soul.


    Otherwise, Julius Reed wouldn’t know what would happen next.


    The appearance of the dragon soul made him understand many things.


    First of all.


    The Mad Master doesn’t know what is inside, because he never dared to look.


    Secondly, he definitely knows that all those who have witnessed this thing have died.


    Otherwise, he wouldn’t proactively bring him to see it.


    Killing without a trace is indeed a decent approach.


    Julius Reed simply closed his eyes andy motionless on the sofa, pretending to be dead.


    Dragon Dance would not harm her descendants.


    This thing must serve as a carrier for delivering information.


    Perhaps someone has seen the contents, but they absolutely wouldn’t expect there to be a deadly dragon soul waiting for them at the end.


    Everyone who has seen it died from the dragon soul without exception.


    They had no opportunity to tell the world what actually happened.


    Those who haven’t seen it only know that those who have seen it died, so they dared not look.


    This is a dead cycle.


    The secret inside seems to never be revealed.


    Dragon Dance certainly intends to release the news; the only exnation is that Steve Dragon must have tampered with it.


    ck Dragon has long be a mummy below, serving as the source of the great array, constantly controlling those who lost their wits underneath.


    The only one who could have done anything is Steve Dragon.


    But is Steve Dragon truly the person Julius Reed saw?


    Based on existing information, this person should be Steve Dragon.


    But thousands of years have passed, will things be any different? No one knows.


    Millennia, the tides have changed, many things will transform.


    Julius Reed needs to be cautious.


    He doesn’t react, but the Mad Master did.


    "Octavius, are you alright?" he gently called.


    "Octavius? Wake up!" The Mad Master nudged Julius Reed, but he still didn’t move.


    "Haha! Some secrets even I don’t understand. Isn’t living well enough? Why must you explore some secret? Those things, can they attract more than power, status, and wealth? Everyone who wanted to know that secret ended up dead."


    "For thousands of years, countless people thought like you did; they didn’t care about life, always believed they were destined. But what was the oue? Nothing."


    "Many could have be esteemed scions. But in the end, they failed even to leave their names."


    "You’re the same, seeking death yourself. Since you’re dead, I have no worries."


    The Mad Master picked up the phone from the table, pressed a sequence of numbers, his voice suddenly tense, "Quick, get a doctor, Octavius suddenly fainted here, we can’t determine why!"


    Shortly.


    Less than five minutester, hurried footsteps sounded from outside.


    "What happened? Mad Master, is Octavius dead?"


    "He was fine during the day, what were you discussing sote?"


    Someone questioned aloud.


    After all, Octavius’s death was particrly strange.


    "Let the doctors assess now, I worry you’ll suspect, hence I called them immediately." The Mad Master anxiously exined, "Right now, thergest issue isn’t why he’s like this, but how to revive him. Octavius is very crucial to our dragon family, he must be saved!"


    The Mad Master spoke with feigned sincerity.


    Internally, he was sure Octavius was dead.


    Thousands of years, everyone who saw the contents ended up not surviving.


    "What’s going on?"


    At this moment, Julius Reed stretched, slowly opening his eyes.


    Seeing those around him, he pretended to be surprised: "What’s happening? Why like this? What are you all here for?"


    He patted his head, nced at the teacup before him, somewhat helplessly said, "Probably a bit tired during the day, came at night because the Dragon n Leader invited me for tea, to discuss details regarding Three Master’s death."


    "Yes, that’s it. It’s good you’re alright; you startled me." The Mad Master’s expression fluctuated, Julius Reed survived, against his expectation.


    How is this possible!


    In this dragon family line, those who’ve died from this cup are no less than thirty, if not fifty!


    All were outstanding!


    None of them survived.


    Yet, how could this person in front survive?


    Could it be because he didn’t look?


    The Mad Master quickly dismissed his thought; touching that teacup triggers hallucinations.


    Touch it, surely die!


    He always approached the teacup with extreme caution.


    Afraid of identally losing his life.


    Yet now, the opponent didn’t die.


    The Mad Master felt shocked inside, but the act must be thorough.


    Must pretend to be delighted.


    But internally, he was seething.


    "It’s alright now, everyone disperse, I’ll be leaving too. I witnessed Three Master’s death firsthand. The dragon family cannot remain leaderless for a day, perhaps Mad Master should temporarily assume the Family Head. Otherwise, how can such arge family remain stable?"


    Julius Reed finished speaking, smiled at the Mad Master, then turned to leave.


    All he wanted to know, he already knew.


    But as he stepped out the door, Julius Reed furrowed his brow.


    Did I forget something?


    Or maybe not.


    He recalled what Dragon Dance said inside the cup.


    Once blessed with her, a man’s memory will rapidly decline, ultimately bing dull-witted.


    Now it seems, during the reflective period, there shouldn’t be this issue.


    Julius Reed carefully pondered, indeed he hadn’t suffered memory loss.


    Returning to his room, he sat on the chair, picked up the remote, and yed music.


    Steve Dragon.


    The dragon family scarcely has any description of Steve Dragon.


    Beforeing to the dragon family, Julius Reed had investigated.


    Though he didn’t know Steve Dragon, the depiction of this Dragon Knight always remained nk.


    The dragon family members had virtually no impression.


    He approached the wine cab, noticing the wine had been consumed somehow.


    "Who would be so idle as toe drink in this room?" Julius Reed grew wary.


    Clearly, while absent, someone had been in the room.


    Yet due tock of surveince, who it was remained unknown.


    His gaze then shifted to the coffee table.


    Gazing at the two wine sses above.


    Julius Reed seemed to sense something.


    He stood still, beginning to recall.


    Upon recalling, he noticed no anomalies.


    But suddenly, he opened his mouth, lightly exhaling.


    There was a scent of alcohol!


    Julius Reed picked up the wine ss from the table, lightly sniffed.


    The same aroma.


    He had drunk.


    But he couldn’t recall drinking.


    Cold sweat suddenly emerged from Julius Reed’s back.


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