What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 246-245- How to Train Your Dragon
After being given the soul-eating attribute, its scales changed from translucent to dark blue. Because the color was too dark, it looked similar to a black dragon.

Looking at its skills, um~90.00% inherited its father’s excellent genes. Domi was very satisfied with this, and then knocked its eggshell to let it come out to see the world.

But the little guy couldn't come out alive and was swimming around leisurely in the egg liquid, so uncomfortable.

Duomi's mouth twitched in embarrassment: "Are you going to come out on your own or will you be dragged out by me?"

The little guy is much bigger than him. From a physical point of view, pulling it with bare hands is a bit difficult, but he can use Susanoo.

He panicked, then grabbed the shell with his head, shook off the egg liquid on his body like a hook, and then ran to Domi and acted like a baby, as if begging for forgiveness. It seemed that he really regarded Domi as his father.

"Well~be good~"

"Horrrrrrrr~~"

Domi stroked his head gently, and he snorted in response.

The so-called spirits in the system description are actually the same as the undead adventurers. They can be injured and die by physical attacks, so the little guy's head is not untouchable.

Apart from the difference in fundamental attributes between the spirit body and the entity, perhaps the biggest difference in characteristics is that the spirit body has no vital points, while the entity has the vital points...

Slightly more obscure features such as double defense, high object resistance and low magic resistance for the spirit body, medium physical resistance and medium magic resistance for the entity.

But it is a pity that as the only soul-devouring ancient dragon in the world, the little guy is born with high object resistance and high magic resistance. It is acquired to supplement the double resistance that the ancient dragon should have, and it can be infinitely resurrected in the underworld of Domi. Not to mention how happy it is.

In terms of lifespan, Duomi probably doesn’t have to worry about it. After all, he is a spirit body and his lifespan should be unlimited, right...

Looking at the extremely intimate Xiaolong next to him, Duomi pinched his chin and frowned.

It's time to come up with the most evil part of naming.

"emm..."

"All black, Nidhogg? Toothless?"

The little guy tilted his head, his eyes showing clear stupidity, as if he didn't get Duomi's point.

"The briquettes are based on the color of their hair. It's better to say that I really can't think of it without starting from the color..."

"You are equivalent to my half-son, and my future wife is a princess. She might have the chance to become the queen, then wouldn't I be the emperor?!" Duomi looked like he was dreaming, but in fact he was using extremely rigorous methods. the inverse method.

"In this case, you will be the crown prince!"

"Then let's call you Black Prince!"

As if feeling the aura of domineering contained in the name, the little guy opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white serrations, but they were not pretty and a bit scary, but he just liked doing this.

"Just pretend you like this name too, Black Prince!"

"Horrrrrrrr~~"

……

"That's how he has an ancient dragon?"

"I hate it so much~~~~"

"I'm so envious~~~"

"Let me out! Or let me die! Ahhhhhh!!!"

...Under the envious, jealous and hateful eyes of all the adventurers, Duomi left the underworld with the Black Prince. The newborn child must see more of the scenery of this world.

As soon as he came to the outside world, the Black Prince actually showed fear. Without anyone paying attention, he hid in a small corner again, just like a frightened otaku in modern society.

Duomi looked at him with a dark look on his face: "Is it possible that... you are still a 'house dragon'?"

This is perhaps evident from his unwillingness to come out of the eggshell.

Duomi lowered his head and sighed heavily. It seems that the road to cultivation in the future will be long and arduous...

So Duomi spent the whole morning doing psychological construction projects for his unlucky children. This is why the villagers at the foot of the mountain were waiting for Duomi to appear.

At the foot of the mountain, the villagers had been waiting for about 10 minutes.

"Why hasn't the benefactor come yet? Has something happened?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

After this incident, the villagers could no longer call Duomi a classmate, so they called him benefactor without any sense of violation.

"And it looks like it's going to rain heavily..."

Mrs. Anna carried the unconscious Nats on her back and looked up at the cave where he was hiding. Her eyes were worried. She was a little worried that Domi had slept to death. Everyone's time was not important. What was most important was Domi's health. This was what she was worried about.

"Let me go and have a look." Anna offered.

"Hey Anna, you'd better rest first. Kid Natsu still needs your care." An older aunt stopped him.

Most of the twenty or so villagers who survived were old aunts, grandmothers, and children. There were only a few middle-aged men.

By the way, Natsu's uncle also died. He died under the fireballs that randomly fell in Asalond. Together with the defense team assembled independently in the village, basically all the middle-aged men died at that time. The remaining two People were forced to stay to protect women and children.

Seeing this, one of the men took the initiative to take on the job and climbed up the mountain with ease.

But no matter how proficient in mountain climbing skills, no matter how clear the route is, it will be of no help when encountering a natural disaster.

Zhenlong Mountain, which was damaged beyond recognition, immediately suffered a landslide as soon as it was hit by heavy rain.

The mudflow carried the collapsed and scattered boulders and poured down from a high place. It was a mudslide in the conventional sense, and it was a very large one. It was enough to make Zhenlong Mountain half shorter, and the effect was comparable to breaking it in half.

The man who had already climbed the mountainside was neither able to go up nor down the mountain. His entire face was ashen:

"You have survived such a disaster, but are you going to collapse here..."

Just when he was desperate, a deafening dragon roar suddenly came from the heavy rain. Although it seemed a little immature, it was indeed the voice of an ancient dragon.

"Isn't the invading ancient dragon still dead!?"

Just as he was thinking this, a black shadow flew from the sky and came to him in the blink of an eye.

When I looked closer, I realized that they were actually dark blue scales. Even among the ancient dragons, they could be called the most beautiful man among dragons. The four wings were as exquisite as works of art, flapping with a rhythmic frequency.

He was shocked. In his impression, the ancient dragons were all extremely vicious, just like Asalond, who was simply a demon walking in the world!But it was the first time for him to see a cologne like this...which was perfect and couldn't find any faults.

And there was actually a person standing on the back of this ancient dragon. It was not very clear under the rain.

But the man actually stretched out his hand to him: "Come on, I will take you down."

When he heard this voice, the man was so moved that he almost cried: "My benefactor! My benefactor!"

(End of this chapter)