Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 42 Fantasy, Greed

"Are you really going to let that human go?"

Samantha asked.

Garros put the map away and looked in the direction the wanderer had fled. Then he looked away and said, "Do I look like a dragon that doesn't keep its word? Since I promised to allow her to escape my territory, I will give her a chance."

Since Gallos said so.

Samantha didn't ask any more questions and went to clean up the battlefield, picking and choosing, leaving no corner untouched, and collecting the adventurers' equipment, some of which were intact, some of which were damaged, or completely destroyed.

"My dear brother, can you give me these alchemical equipment?"

It picked up the equipment with its front paws and asked eagerly.

The adventurers' equipment and alchemical tools were all of relatively low-level in Garros's eyes, at least not worth mentioning compared to the ones he had on him.

But he didn't agree directly. Instead, he asked, "What do you want to do with them?"

Samantha said excitedly, "Disassemble them, melt them, and try to use them as materials to create alchemical tools suitable for us dragons."

With its current level of alchemy, the probability of failure is very high.

But whatever the outcome, it can benefit greatly in the process.

Garosu flicked his tail and said, "Repair your 'Alchemy Workshop'. These equipment are now yours. You can use them to craft items, but you must also continue the task of refining black oil. Don't fall behind."

Samantha's eyes lit up.

"Ah, my dear brother, I will definitely be able to successfully create an alchemical tool."

"Wait till you're proud of me!"

Its final tone did not sound like the way dragons of the same age would communicate, but rather more like what it was saying to an elder.

In fact, once again when she was powerless, Garros appeared and turned the tide, giving Samantha too much sense of security that even the Iron Dragon Lady could not give her - there was no danger at all in the Iron Dragon Lady's territory.

It was reluctantly submissive from the very beginning.

Now I have developed a dependent mentality towards Galas.

After all, Samantha is just a six-year-old dragon. Although she has the dragon's heritage, her mind is still very immature and her maturity is far from comparable to that of Garros.

It regards Galas as an object of its dependence, a goal worth learning from and pursuing.

call!
Garros flapped his wings, and the strong wind blew up the surrounding dust and dead branches and leaves.

"Where are you going?"

Samantha, who was busy rebuilding the 'alchemy workshop', which was a simple slate shed, asked.

"Deal with the wanderers."

Garros said.

"Eh? Didn't you say you would let her go?"

Samantha was a little confused.

"Wrong, what I said was, let her leave the territory."

Garros corrected.

Let her go? You're kidding.

Adventurers are creatures that cannot be killed all at once. Otherwise, they will continue to attack you unless you abandon your territory. There are also many strong ones among the adventurers. Letting the wanderers leave alive will put you in danger, and Garros will not allow this to happen.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of letting the Wanderer go.

As for why they let it run for a while first, it was not for teasing or fun, but mainly to see if there were any other adventurers lurking outside to support it.

This is unlikely.

After all, when it comes to hunting dragons, they should all go together to ensure safety.

But what if?
It's always better to be careful.

Before he had enough strength, Garros was very cautious in order to ensure his own safety. An unwary young dragon would most likely be buried in the wilderness.

He flapped his wings, soared into the sky, and merged into the night.

"As expected of my Samantha's brother, he's truly evil. I'm still too immature and need to learn from Garros."

Samantha sighed inwardly, and then continued to repair her small alchemy workshop.

the other side.

The bright moonlight poured down from the sky, coating the wilderness with a layer of silver light.

The wanderer was breathing rapidly. She was almost naked after taking off her leather armor and alchemical tools. Her body was covered with small bloody wounds caused by sharp branches or stones. She had already fled to the outskirts of Hemlock Hills.

Given her current situation.

Without companions, equipment, and injured and weak, even if they left Hemlock Hills, it would still be extremely difficult to leave the wilderness safely, and it could even be said that they were in danger of death. But there was still a glimmer of hope.

"Damn it, damn it dragon!"

"Do you think I'm insignificant because you think I'm going to die in the wilderness?"

The wanderer clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and he was furious.

"I will definitely, definitely escape from the wilderness and return with even more powerful companions to make you pay dearly for your arrogance!"

Two baby dragons.

A red dragonet, and an even more powerful hybrid dragonet.

For the adventurers, this is a huge temptation that is completely irresistible. As long as she can leave the wilderness and spread the message, adventurers willing to team up to hunt dragons will come one after another.

The wanderer ignored his physical fatigue and ran wildly.

Let’s get away from this hemlock hill first.

As time passed, the wanderer leaned against a slope to catch her breath and rest, looking back in the direction of the hemlock hills. The dragon did not chase her and did not appear, as if it had really let her go.

Click.

The sound of claws stepping on gravel suddenly sounded not far away.

The wanderer's spirit tensed up instantly, and he leaned over to look.

In the field of vision, a group of needle-haired wolves sniffed the blood in the air and slowly approached from different directions, their eyes clearly targeting the wanderer.

The smell of blood excited the stingray.

They smelled weakness in the wanderer, so without further probing, they pounced directly on the wanderer.

The wanderer was already in a weak state and had no equipment or items.

Now facing the attack of the wolf pack, it died in less than a minute with unwillingness and anger, and became food for the wolves.

——It would be better to die at the hands of a dragon, at least it would be more glorious and painful.

These were her last thoughts before she died.

At the same time, Garros was hovering high in the sky, silently watching what was happening below.

"No other adventurers exist."

He quietly followed the wanderer for a while, and found no one to pick her up. Just as he was about to kill her, he noticed that a pack of wolves had discovered the wanderer's tracks, so he restrained himself and watched the wanderer die in the mouths of the wolves.

Soon, there was not even a bone left on the ground.

The wolves also disappeared and went somewhere else.

This is the norm in the wilderness, and it is also the norm in countless worlds—the weak are devoured and live in fear from day to day.

Without any worries, Garros returned to Hemlock Hills and took out the map again to look at it under the moonlight.

Following the route on the map, the circled areas seemed more and more familiar to him. After thinking carefully for a few minutes, he suddenly understood.

"The place marked here is the abandoned mine where the rock-crushing worm swarm is located."

There are as many abandoned mines in the wilderness of Sel as there are stars in the sky. When he first heard the wanderer say that the dungeon was located under an abandoned mine, he didn't think much about it. Now he is a little surprised.

This is indeed a bit of a coincidence.

But when Gallos thought about it, he felt that it was reasonable.

"The Insect King possesses extraordinary spiritual skills, allowing him to directly control the life and death of other rock-crushing worms. This isn't a skill a normal Insect King should possess."

Garros was thoughtful.

"Could it be that it was influenced by the legendary alchemical item and evolved mental skills?"

When he thought of this, Galas couldn't suppress his greed. He wanted to go and find out what was going on immediately and get the legendary alchemy item.

Followed by.

He no longer needed to be cautious and careful, and gradually reached the peak of his dragon life. With the power of a dragon, he could defeat all creatures that dared to call themselves evil dragons.

Dominate the world!
Do whatever you want!

Live forever!
"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Garos, stop your unrealistic fantasies!"

call!call!call!
The Red Iron Dragon shook its head violently, then took a few deep breaths and exhaled, repeating this cycle over and over again. It used deep breathing to calm its restless emotions, and then looked at Samantha, using ordinary dragons like it as a negative warning to remind itself that it must not make the common mistakes of evil dragons, otherwise it would suffer the same fate.

Greed—this is a major factor that can easily put dragons in danger, second only to arrogance and conceit.

(End of this chapter)