I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Chapter 138 The Dark Elf's Invitation to Mating (3k)

In the shadows deep within the secret passage, Daphne stumbled and bumped into the cold rock wall.

The two remaining spider legs suddenly twitched, and dark green blood flowed down the charred spider abdomen onto the stone ground, making a sizzling, corrosive sound.

She arched her back and let out a sharp, painful hiss.

As the black light around it surged, the spider legs, as thick as giant pythons, melted and retracted at a visible speed, eventually disappearing into its waist and abdomen.

The remaining humanoid legs supported the swaying body.

The spider form completely faded, and it reverted to its original form as a drow elf, but it was also extremely battered and bruised.

The close-fitting black armor that originally conformed to his body had long been charred and torn by the dragon flames.

The nail band on the left side tore open, slicing diagonally from the waist to the hip bone, completely exposing the tight waist and abdomen and a section of fair side waist.

His skin was covered in blackish-green blood and stone chips, with several fine, winding scratches, and much of his skin was exposed.

Her silver hair clung messily to her sweaty forehead and neck, a few strands charred from the fire, and her scarlet compound eyes dimmed, turning back into purple pupils.

She raised her hand to wipe the black blood from the corner of her lips, her fingertips tracing the burn mark on her shoulder, causing her to shudder in pain: "Green—Golden Dragon—"

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"Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold!"

"The venom of the spider's nest will eventually seep into every inch of your starlight's land, grinding your very bones and blood into nourishment!"

The wind in the secret passage carried her screams.

She slowly straightened up, leaning against the rock wall. Though her steps were unsteady, she still held her back straight, despite her broken armor and wounded body, her exposed skin covered in scars.

A chill came unexpectedly.

It wasn't the damp cold typical of dark places, but rather a crushing pressure that seemed capable of crushing everything.

It spread from the darkness at the end of the secret passage, like an invisible giant net, instantly wrapping Daphne up tightly.

The hairs on her body suddenly stood on end.

The spine that had just been straightened froze in place, and he didn't dare to move even his fingertips.

That is a fear that originates from the soul, the suffocating feeling of a top predator locking onto its prey.

It was even more intense and dangerous than when she faced Grin's dragon flames, as if her very bones and blood would be crushed into dust by this power in the next second.

She stiffly turned her neck, her purple eyes fixed on the thick, dark shadow.

Then, starlight-like, pale blue lights began to appear one after another in the darkness, and a massive figure slowly emerged.

His scales were like a frozen night sky, and his dragon eyes seemed unfathomable, sweeping over her with a detached, playful gaze.

It's a blue dragon!!

Daphne's tense nerves relaxed for a moment, but her back was still covered in cold sweat, and the fear in her purple eyes faded into extreme vigilance.

Blue dragons, synonymous with evil in order, often have conflicts of interest with drow elves, and are not necessarily forbidden from communicating with them.

They often employ drow elves to plunder caravans and assassinate those who get in their way, making them potential business partners.

So what if the golden dragon on the ground is arrogant?

This is the Underdark, where countless evils lurk beneath the surface.

If that golden dragon had lingered any longer, it might have encountered this enormous blue dragon.

Therefore, if those humans were abducted and taken to the upper depths of the dark hell...

For a golden dragon that is not yet an adult to seek revenge is simply a pipe dream.

Even a legendary golden dragon in its prime dares not venture into the depths of the dark hell.

Before she could think it through, the blue dragon stopped a few steps in front of her, its massive head lowered slightly.

The blue dragon glanced at her battered and bruised appearance, his voice carrying a low chuckle: "Look! See what I've found, a lone, pitiful drow elf."

Daphne suppressed her unease.

She forced a bow to greet him, her uniquely cold and alluring voice of a drow elf carrying a deliberate respect, but also a hint of probing.

"Hello, Daphne Drow Oblodra greets Your Excellency."

Poseidon did not attack immediately.

The moment he locked his gaze on Daphne, her life was already coming to an end; how long she would live depended entirely on Puse's mood.

Instead of telling Daphne his name, Pousser said, "Shouldn't you have run away in fear the moment you saw me?"

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"Or are you saying you're not afraid of death?"

Daphne was certainly afraid of death, but it was too late to escape now.

She looked up, her purple eyes gleaming with calculation: "Great Blue Dragon Prince, I suppose you would be interested in slaying a golden dragon?"

If we can win over this blue dragon and use him to get rid of Green, today's humiliation will be nothing, and we can wash it away completely with death.

Blue Dragon suddenly threw his head back and let out a loud laugh that echoed through the secret passage. After laughing for a while, he stopped laughing and stared at her intently: "Of course there is."

Puse remembered that he had a quest to kill a golden dragon or a golden dragon's companion, with the reward depending on the golden dragon's affinity towards the companion.

[Quest: Kill or murder a golden dragon, or an intelligent race favored by a golden dragon, including but not limited to mates and friends —]

[Reward: One chance to choose 1 out of 3 talents (the level of reward depends on the Golden Dragon's favorability; if the Golden Dragon is favorable, then it is the maximum reward)]

This quest had been sitting on the panel for so long that he had almost forgotten the trigger, but it was suddenly brought back to his senses by Daphne's words.

Unfortunately, he only encountered two golden dragons, one of which was Green, the daughter of Kawimas.

If he were to harm Green, he would be making an enemy of Kawimas. If Puse did not want to be completely rejected by Kawimas, he would not dare to make a move against Green.

The other one is Alistair.

This is a legendary golden dragon in its prime. To provoke it is simply courting death. If you're not out of your mind, why would you go and die?

Meanwhile, Jinlong's friend, Green, is obsessed with forging and seems to have a very high affection for Karen. I wonder what kind of reward he will get after killing Karen?

Ha, Karen is going through all sorts of trouble to help the Blue Dragon seize the Black Dragon's treasure vault, while the Blue Dragon is plotting how to stab her in the back.

As for Alistair, it's even less likely that Puse would know about the legendary golden dragon's social connections.

As a result, the task was delayed.

He deliberately spread one of his scale wings, making his 21-meter-tall figure appear even more imposing in the narrow passage.

The pale blue specks on his scales flickered with his breath, and his gaze was fixed intently on Daphne, as if he had been piqued by the news.

"Tell me, Zhuo'er, what's the background of this golden dragon?"

Seeing that Puse was interested, Daphne's heart was relieved: "That golden dragon is just a juvenile golden dragon, about thirteen meters long."

"Compared to your 21-meter stature, that golden dragon isn't even worthy of carrying your shoes!"

She deliberately pointed towards the outside of the secret passage: "Just now, she used her dragon flames to severely injure me—her strength should not be underestimated!"

"But you only need to make a slight move to crush her. With the existence of the Dark Region, even if Shanlong wants to seek revenge on you, he will not succeed."

"You just need to hide deep inside. What can they do? Do they dare to break in and die?"

Every word she spoke was aimed at Pu Se's heart, hoping that the blue dragon would immediately agree and use his power to tear apart the golden dragon that had caused her so much humiliation.

After listening to her, Pu Se seemed to be weighing the pros and cons, and a hint of feigned hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He slowly retracted his scales and wings, his massive body taking a half-step back, giving Daphne a moment to catch her breath, his voice carrying a hint of being persuaded.

"A thirteen-meter-tall golden dragon boy—that's an interesting prey."

He paused, his gaze deliberately probing, "But where is she now? Is she with any companions?"

Daphne's purple eyes surged with ruthlessness as she gripped the broken nail plate beside her with her fingertips, oblivious to the excruciating pain of her wounds being torn apart.

Her cold, alluring voice was laced with a resolute ruthlessness: "Rest assured, those scum around Jinlong will be thoroughly cleaned up by the drow of my Oblodra family."

"The spider's venomous web will ensnare all her companions, giving them no chance to cry for help!"

Puse's eyes darted around, as if he had suddenly remembered something: "Help? You drow elves, can you really stop the golden dragon's retinue?"

Upon hearing this, Daphne's purple eyes immediately flashed with arrogance, and her cold, alluring voice rose slightly: "Are you underestimating us drow elves?"

She traced the burn scar on her shoulder with her fingertips: "My people's Spider Riders are among the most powerful of the Underdark's races, and their crossbow bolts, coated with spider venom, can pierce gold and silver."

"They're just some humans and a few weak long-eared creatures. Killing them is a piece of cake for us!"

His confident demeanor made it seem as if victory was assured, completely forgetting the humiliation he had just suffered at the hands of the Green Dragon Flame.

Looking at her, Pu Se seemed to be persuaded, but then cautiously pressed her for more information.

"Oh? Tell me, what kind of manpower does your tribe currently have at your disposal?"

"I want to see just how confident the Obrotra family really is."

He adopted a posture as if he wanted to test his strength: "If you can really create an opportunity for me to fight that golden dragon alone."

"Then I wouldn't mind helping the drow elves solve some minor troubles."

Upon hearing this, Daphne's purple eyes instantly shone brightly. She forgot all about her injuries and the embarrassment of her torn armor. With a strong push, she stood up straight, supporting herself against the rock wall.

"This is an extremely simple matter!"

Puse snorted coldly: "The premise of cooperation is that you have enough strength to hold off those dependents."

"I want to see the strength and determination of the drow elves with my own eyes. If they are just a bunch of weak ants, then there's no need to discuss this cooperation anymore."

He used the pretext of verifying his strength to find out the drow's trump cards, and then launched a surprise attack, completely disregarding the drow's strength.

Daphne's purple eyes lit up with even more joy, radiating an eerie, alluring light.

"Your Excellency, that is certainly not a problem. We have warriors who will satisfy you and bring you a unique experience."

She took a small half-step forward, and despite her crisscrossing wounds and tattered armor, she still maintained a composed and confident demeanor.

"However, Your Excellency Dragon, I also have a question I would like to ask you."

That question came out of nowhere.

Pu Se felt a chill run down his spine. Had he already been exposed?

She had long been aware of her connection to the Starry Kingdom.

The muscles beneath her scales tensed slightly, ready to crush this arrogant drow if she uttered even half a sentence that seemed off.

He remained silent, his dragon eyes fixed intently on her, wanting to see what this Zhuo Er wanted to ask.

Daphne took half a step forward, her fingertips lightly brushing against her exposed waist and abdomen.

The laceration running from her waist to her hip bone only made her skin appear even more delicate.

She looked up at Puse's massive head, her cold, seductive voice carrying a blatant invitation, direct and bold: "I want to ask you, are you willing to mate with me now?"

Oh, I see.

Blue Dragon nodded. It wasn't that his true nature had been exposed; he simply wanted to mate with me.

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