Zongman: Sharingan Technique, starting from daily life

It has a lust that transcends all races, and it has enjoyed it for hundreds of years.

Even the simple lustful nature of dragons has been transformed into another kind of pleasure in the creation of life.

That is what kind of existence can be born through the combination of its true dragon king bloodline and other races.

——Combining with dragons, combining with sub-humans, combining with humans, etc.

As long as it completes a product that satisfies it, it will look for the next target.

Hope this works.

After all, there are relatively few Warcraft women who can withstand its body system, just like humans a hundred years ago.

Thinking this, it flapped its wings and flew out of the nest.

A few hundred meters away in the sky, there was a small steel island hanging, with rugged protrusions all over its body, which was completely different from the appearance of other True Dragon Kings.

It looks like a Tyrannosaurus Rex with wings.

The back, the edges of the wings, the outside of the arms, the dragon's tail and other places are covered with sword-like protrusions that are interlaced with jagged teeth.

They are amber and dark brown in color, with sharp, irregular edges, like Stone Age axes and knives.

Their true appearance is 083 dragon scales that have grown into the shape of this giant sword of mineral.

This is one of the existing True Dragon Kings, the "Thousand Blade Dragon King" who possesses an extremely powerful offensive force.

Although dragons can stand upright, the only one who likes... or is even used to standing on two feet to move and fight is probably the true Dragon King.

"looking for me?"

Although they are old acquaintances, looking at Qianren who came uninvited, it had no intention of inviting the other party to its home.

"You're still doing this kind of lowly thing?"

The Thousand Blade Dragon King's mental power swept across the nest and sensed a breath that did not belong to a dragon.

Of course, there is also the strong smell of magic beast coming from the Seven-Colored Dragon King.

It really didn't understand this only remaining companion, who clearly possessed the noble bloodline of the True Dragon King, but always looked for races lower than them.

"What do you know."

The Seven-Colored Dragon King was too lazy to explain. After hundreds of years of ridicule and abuse, the dragon's heart had long been numb.

"If that's all you're saying to me, then go back home."

Seeing that the other party was completely defeated, the Thousand Blade Dragon King forced himself to suppress the urge to fight, feeling very disappointed with him.

"As a true dragon king, are you really going to continue to degenerate?"

"If you really have nothing to say, then I'll go back to sleep."

The Seven-Colored Dragon King made a move to leave.

"you……!!"

The words of the Thousand Blade Dragon King were stuck in his throat before he could finish speaking. Looking at the hateful face of the Seven-Colored Dragon King, he really wanted to kill it with a breath.

Forget it.

Anyway, the nature of this lecherous dragon has been known for hundreds of years, so there is no point in being too serious about it now.

It snorted and seemed to change the subject.

"Platinum... and the events in the human kingdoms on the continent, you have heard about it, right?"

In response to this statement, the Seven-Colored Dragon King had a slightly confused expression.

to be frank.

It has not left the nest for two months.

I am in hard work almost every day.

"You guy..."

The Thousand Blade Dragon King twisted his neck, and the metal scales made a harsh friction sound.

It was almost unable to contain its anger. If the other party was not also a true Dragon King, it would definitely pierce his heart with thousands of blades!

It took a long time for it to calm down and explain things to the Seven-Colored Dragon King.

From the accident of the Platinum Dragon King to the sudden changes in the Kingdom of God and Nazarick on the human side.

It's like being active in the human kingdom.

The Thousand Blade Dragon King narrates the major events that continue to ferment one by one.

Listen to everything.

It took a while for him to come back to his senses from the shock.

The Seven-Colored Dragon King rarely put away his frivolity and showed a heavy expression: "I never thought that such a situation would occur."

The Thousand Blade Dragon King then said, "You and Platinum have such a bad relationship, maybe you are happy about it."

Upon hearing this, the Seven-Colored Dragon King shrugged.

Because of its preferences, it did have conflicts with the Dragon Emperor's son, who had the purest bloodline.

The Colorful Dragon King sighed.

"No matter how much friction we had in the past, we are all true Dragon Kings after all. There are fewer and fewer old friends. What is there to be happy about?"

"It seems that you also understand the situation of that fellow Bai Jin."

The Thousand Blade Dragon King muttered to himself, and then said with certainty:

"That guy will never submit to the filth of the Dragon Emperor. He is probably just a walking corpse that can only be used at will."

"There is no doubt that this is the filth of the Dragon Emperor that has attacked again."

The Seven-Colored Dragon King remained silent.

This result made it, as the true dragon king, feel uneasy.

The Dragon Emperor’s filthiness has been going on for over a hundred years.

Moreover, it was able to deal with Platinum, the son of the Dragon Emperor. The level of filth this time was obviously different from the past.

No wonder Qianren came here specially.

But to be honest, it doesn't want to get involved.

"But according to the information I have obtained, it seems that the filth this time is just a single powerful individual."

Not noticing that the Seven-Colored Dragon King had already retreated, the Thousand-Blade Dragon King continued to speak.

"So what are you going to do?"

The Colorful Dragon King asked.

Every True Dragon King has a clear understanding of the filthy fighting power. The rebellion of the Eight Desire Kings is still vivid in their minds.

"Gather all the power of the True Dragon King to clean up this century of filth."

Behind these words, the Thousand Blade Dragon King exuded a strong sense of confidence.

But in the face of this confidence, the Seven-Colored Dragon King was not affected by any emotion.

"Oh, then go for it."

Qicai shook his tail, turned around and wanted to fly back to the nest.

"Aren't you going to help?"

"Help? How can I help?"

The Seven-Colored Dragon King turned his head and said, "I'm not interested in seeking danger."

"Only one person!"

"Yes, there is only one person, but this is when the other party cannot enslave this guy Bai Jin."

The Seven-Colored Dragon King laughed: "You and I both know Bai Jin's strength, and can you guarantee that no other Dragon Kings will be enslaved if a war breaks out?"

"..."

Seeing that the Thousand Blade Dragon King was speechless, the Seven-Colored Dragon King added something else.

"And the most important point is that the Dragon Emperor Filth is not only powerful in strength, but also comes with powerful magic items... The Eight Desire Kings and the heroic captain of the Platinum Plan are all like this."

"And those things called world-class props all have the ability to change the world. If you want to fight against them, you have to bring out something of the same level... Do you have it?"

After all, he was the Seven-Colored Dragon King who founded the Dragon Kingdom.

With the help of the advanced intelligence of human forces, it knows quite a lot.

Because of this, it is particularly wary of powerful filth.

It still cannot forget the war period with the Eight Desire Kings.

The magnificent sight of countless terrifying magic arrays and world-class props that completely changed the course of battle.

at the moment.

The result of that enslavement is either due to the strength being stronger than the True Dragon King, or due to the world-class items!

Thousand Blade Dragon King shook his head.

The Seven-Colored Dragon King decisively turned around and left.

Looking at the Seven-Colored Dragon King who really left, it became heartbroken again.

"Have you lost even your last bit of pride?"

"pride?"

The Colorful Dragon King stopped in mid-air, his scaly face full of contempt.

"I threw that kind of thing away completely during the time of the Eight Desire Kings. It's the same for you, and for everyone in Shengtian Chang'an. Why do you think we are the only remaining True Dragon Kings to survive? I don't have so many thoughts. I just want to survive to the end."

Qianren was furious.

Some were touched upon with their pain points, and some were dissatisfied with the Seven-Colored True Dragon King's behavior of "the greater the power, the less responsibility he has".

"If the filth is rampant, do you really think there will be room for survival? There are not enough of our kind now to make the filth ignore our existence! Since he didn't let Bai Jin go, he will definitely not let us go!"

The Seven-Colored Dragon King, however, was very open-minded about this.

"Who can be sure of that? Besides, the world is so big, there will always be a place for us to stay."

"Anyway, if you're here to visit a friend, then I welcome you. If you want to persuade me to fight against the "filth" with you, I won't risk my life unless you can find a world-class item."

"coward!"

After giving an angry comment, the Thousand Blade Dragon King did not attack his companions in the end.

——Boom!

However, under the release of countless sword magic, the rocks under his feet immediately exploded into pieces as if they were cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Then it turned and flew in another direction.

There is more than one true Dragon King.

...

Outside the mainland.

Located slightly southwest of the center of the world.

There is an area called the Deserted City of Dolor.

This is a fairly vast desert, but because some areas maintain a certain level of precipitation, more races, including monsters, live here.

A large kingdom consisting basically of scorpion people, a small kingdom of wind demon elves, and other sub-human tribes were built here.

There are humans among them, but in front of these monsters, they have always been treated as captive food.

Naturally, when a girl dressed in the appearance of a human child appears in an area where monsters are rampant, she will inevitably be stared at with eager eyes.

However, when these monsters who regarded the girl as meat on the plate glanced at the terrifying skeleton next to her, their eager eyes turned into fear.

Even if I can't feel the essence of magic.

The ruler of death, dressed in a wizard's robe, exuded the aura of a strong man.