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Chapter 664 Beat them, beat them until they can't get up again.
The Lord's Room in the City of Sein.

Gong Qiying was observing what was happening in the underground city on hundreds of screens. Now was the time to test his ability to multitask.

The most significant battle—the battle between the Demon Dragon and the Mad Dragon—has ended.

If we exclude Japal, who is currently being chased around by the mad dragon, the battle is indeed over.

Ero could no longer rise, the wrathful dragon's miserable state was unbearable to look at, and Hidor was easily knocked down.

As for Beile, because he was given a lot of mental energy this time, his strength was beyond imagination, and he was only slightly injured until the end of the battle.

If his fighting style hadn't been so ferocious, his injuries would have been less severe.

As for the Sword Saint...

Japar was actually outside the attack range, but it would seem strange to let Baylor let him go so easily; a fight would be more logical.

So it's just a matter of whoever sees it gets a share.

Fortunately, Japal was well aware of the unspoken rules of the Sien Dungeon and did not actually fight Beller with all his might, showing a very sensible attitude.

Before long, he deliberately created an opening, hoping to use Baylor to knock him unconscious and escape his predicament. After all, he was getting old and couldn't withstand it, nor was it necessary to compete with a madman like Baylor.

However, Baylor swallowed him whole. Fortunately, since human flesh was not enough to fill his teeth, he didn't chew it much and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

So Gong Qiying casually "exiled" Japar to a random Blessing near Spike Mountain, hoping that the other party could find some warmth there.

"Next, we need to deal with the problem of these dragons."

Gong Qiying did not dismiss the prince, but instead had him remain on standby.

Besides the two clan leaders and the mad dragon, the demonic dragons that had disintegrated and fainted were lying on the ground, scattered everywhere, none of them awake, which was enough to prove just how thrilling the battle had been.

The most concerning point is that these dragons did not die, or rather, the vast majority of them did not die.

Beller's battle was absolutely merciless; his Flame Lightning alone was enough to obliterate a single dragon. The dragon, shattered into dust, was naturally dead.

However, those that were not smashed to pieces displayed an amazing vitality.

"It's hard to imagine that they could grow a complete body from just a claw."

The black substance granted the dragons unimaginable regenerative abilities, making them almost as powerful as Deadpool.

Now, it seems that Erro and the others have recovered to about 70-80%. Their bodies are still twitching under the influence of the black substance, but they haven't woken up yet. However, it's probably only a matter of time before they do.

That's why he had Baylor stand by and wait until these guys woke up, then let Baylor continue beating them until they lost consciousness again!

Why not just finish them off while they're unconscious?

That's a possibility, but until these dragons are beyond saving, completely eliminating them with Gong Qiying can only be a backup option.

Many factors need to be considered when making a decision, such as the unusual status of Ero and Hidor in the outside world, the origins of the mad dragons and the demon dragons, and, more importantly:
Fudolin said that the black substance attached to the dragons, which is the plague, might have a solution.

"Either satisfy their desires or beat them until they can't get up again!" These are Fudolin's original words.

He had already made Baylor do that, and was just waiting to see the results. Satisfying desires was too troublesome, and he didn't want to do it for the time being.

Treat enemies with the violence of a demon, and treat friends with the kindness of Solar.

Although the two sides had never met, Gong Qiying believed that Erro, who often brought his entire clan to the Sien Dungeon to die and boost his performance, belonged to the "friends" side.

Whether it's Erro or Hidor, or Leon and Luluvo, or many other people whose names he doesn't know who come to the dungeon to make a living, as long as they don't cause trouble after entering the dungeon, Gong Qiying is very willing to help them.

It's not unreasonable to say that his actions are for the sustainable development of the Sien Dungeon.

However, it feels strange to prioritize interests in everything. Gong Qiying prefers to say that his behavior demonstrates "humanity" and that he maintains his humanity in his interactions with the world.

If one is truly single-mindedly focused on the dungeon and disregards everything else, they might end up like the previous Godwin, losing all humanity.

It's one thing for him to be a zombie on the outside, but he doesn't want his inner self to become one too.

"Should we give them some of the goddess's blessing?"

Gong Qiying pondered that the black substance attached to Erluo and the others was called "plague" by Fudolin.

Plague is considered an abnormal status, right? Then the blessing of the goddess who can cure all abnormal statuses should come in handy. Using something like that would solve the problem simply and directly.

But before he could make a decision, Erro, who was the first to fall, twitched his eyelids, regained some vitality, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

His eyes were completely different from before, now filled with rationality.

"It worked?" Gong Qiying exclaimed with a "whoosh," and said, "So violence really can cure diseases."

Fudorin was right.

Ero felt incredibly sore all over, unable to even lift his arms. His once beautiful scales had lost their luster, much like Leon's hair when he was frightened by the Guardian Ape.

Are these guys' hair and scales mood reactors?
Faced with this situation, Erro had only one thought in his mind:
Neither the Silver Dragon nor the Heavenly Returning Dragon have ever beaten me this badly! Who did this?!
Waking up feeling like he'd been gang-raped would make anyone angry, especially someone as irritable as Erro.

However, his anger caused the plague on his body to activate immediately, instantly eroding the reason that had finally appeared in his eyes!

"Awooo! Kill!"

Ignoring his injuries, Erro roared furiously at the sky.

He wants to kill everything!
He's going to destroy everything!
He wants—

"Boom!" Baylor slammed Erro's head into the ground with his tail, and then slammed it a few more times, flattening the ground completely.

The shouting stopped abruptly, and the scene became eerily quiet.

Baylor used his bone spurs to poke the pit in Erro's head a few more times, and this time there was complete silence.

Gong Qiying rubbed his temples and muttered to himself, "It seems to be working, but not very effectively. Perhaps the more I beat him, the better?"

He decided to temporarily forgo the goddess's blessing and try the local methods of this world. Perhaps using local methods would yield other benefits, and the goddess's blessing could be used as a backup plan.

Hidor and the mad dragon awoke one after another, only to be repeatedly beaten to the ground by Baylor. The dragon horde was even easier to deal with; all it took to kill them was to summon the Flame Thunder from the Sky, which would wipe out a whole group instantly.

Those that could withstand the flames and lightning were left for Baylor to deal with, to satisfy his extremely cruel mind.

Little Sunflower Prince's Classroom is in session! The Dragon Plague just won't go away? That probably deserves a beating.

While the prince was repeatedly beating the dragons, other unexpected events occurred.

The bipedal and quadrupedal dragons that had previously entered the Sien dungeon have also become infected.

This plague is like a zombie virus. Wounded dragons who ran into the dungeon to settle down for a while fell ill and began to indiscriminately attack the surrounding creatures.

So Gong Qiying moved all the dragons who had turned into demonic dragons and lost their minds to this place, so they could receive a loving hug from Prince.

Because most of the bipedal dragons gathered in the town in front of the academy, they attacked the safe zone that the adventurers had painstakingly built as soon as they went into a frenzy. Although there were many capable adventurers there, they were unable to stop the crazed dragons for the time being.

So Gong Qiying launched a "monster siege" against the "safe zone" of the town in front of the academy. Taking advantage of the adventurers' confusion, all the dragons left and flew away, disappearing from people's sight.

In reality, they were brought to Baylor's side.

Although the design of Lake Lienia included a "large safe zone" that would be immune to monster attacks, these are extraordinary times, and it's unavoidable to make exceptions occasionally.

And so, the situation has evolved into what it is today.

The ground beneath Baylor's feet was littered with corpses.

He roared wildly atop a mountain made of dragons, truly invincible.

Gong Qiying couldn't resist taking a picture of the scene; it would be a waste not to.

The dragons were dying and coming back to life repeatedly, each time waking up for no more than three minutes, which greatly satisfied Baylor's fighting spirit.

The results are becoming apparent at this moment.

Erro and Hiddleston, who could only stay conscious for a few seconds at first, gradually became able to stay conscious for several minutes, and the plague on their bodies gradually decreased until it disappeared completely.

After testing, the plague on their bodies was eliminated.

The dragons of the Warrior Kingdom who were infected were gradually cured, perhaps because they were beaten in time and the infection was not deep.

After confirming that they were alright, Gong Qiying threw them out.

Erro and the others seemed completely unable to comprehend the current situation. Even after waking up, their memories of Baylor were hazy, and they felt as if they had stumbled into hell.

Gradually, fewer and fewer dragons were piled up here.

In the end, only the mad dragon and the demonic dragons that came with her remained.

Baylor was tired of these guys; he was fed up with beating them. Nobody wanted to keep hitting unchallenging punching bags.

"After beating them for so long, these guys show absolutely no signs of getting better."

Gong Qiying retrieved the surveillance footage from the underground city of Sain, rewound the timeline, and released Fudolin's image.

In the video, Fudorin had just finished explaining the plague, and when asked by the crowd, she revealed her background.

“We are dragons who live on floating islands. We have never communicated with people on the ground, and it has been like this since I can remember. However, we do observe the situation on the ground, so we do know a little about you.”

Everyone had a vague idea, but they were still shocked by the news that a reclusive dragon clan lived on the floating island.

This means that all of Fudolin's dragons are pure-blooded dragons, and have not undergone any hybridization that would have mixed their bloodlines!

It was a rare sight; for these hybrid dragons of the Warrior Kingdom, this was the first time they had ever seen a pure-blooded one.

When asked why she didn't communicate with the ground, Fudolin replied:
"Because the plague breaks out unpredictably, we cannot live a normal life on the ground. The elders of the tribe also adhere to tradition and prohibit any activities that come into contact with the ground."

Fudoline sighed.

"However, this plague was more ferocious than any in history. Even though we were prepared, we were still caught off guard until the whole island fell. I escaped with my mother's help."

As we all know, the Mad Dragon was also injured and infected, and is now receiving instruction from Baylor.

Abe asked with a serious expression, "How are we going to solve the plague? I must save Grandpa no matter what."

"A direct confrontation is difficult."

“Then let’s try satisfying their desires!” Abe pressed, “How?”

"I suspect I know what everyone's desires are."

For some reason, Fudolin looked somewhat embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before saying:

"We are starving."

(End of this chapter)