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

Chapter 139 Breathing Up Power (3k)

Pu Se shook his head, his chaotic thoughts suddenly returning to normal, and he abruptly pushed off the ground, taking a quick step back.

Long Tong stared wide-eyed at the ragged yet alluring drow elf before him, looking utterly shocked.

Damn it, I just wanted to kill you, and you're actually lusting after my body.

Pu Se thought to himself, if he was already so charming when he was just entering adolescence, what would he be like when he entered youth and adulthood?

Shouldn't all females of every race be brought up?

Poseidon considered the idea of ​​mating with Daphne.

If such a beauty had come to me in my youth, I would have definitely wanted to experience the unique flavor of the dark elves.

But that's not possible right now.

He is still stuck in adolescence, and the foundation of his dragon body is not yet fully developed. Using his source so rashly could damage his foundation and lead to incomplete development.

Ahem—If you want to break through to the Legendary Realm in the future, you'll have to take a detour of several hundred years. Even the dumbest dragon can figure that out.

In short, it should not affect development.

Thinking of this, Pu Se let out a low, cold snort, and raised his dragon head slightly.

The arrogance and indifference that had been deliberately concealed just moments before surged forth again.

When he glanced at Daphne's exposed, shapely waist and abdomen, there was not a trace of lust in his eyes.

A purely overhead view is like looking at a worthless toy.

Stop with your despicable tricks.

As an upright blue dragon, Puse seriously criticized this bribery and warned the dark-skinned elf.

"Let's discuss cooperation. Right now, I just want to kill that golden dragon as soon as possible. I don't want to touch your lowly body."

These words were blunt and harsh, like a dagger piercing Daphne's heart.

The seductive look on her face froze instantly, the light in her purple eyes dimmed abruptly, and her face flushed red with a mixture of shame and anger.

Daphne never expected that her straightforward gesture of goodwill would be met with such a humiliating insult. The pride of the drow elves could not tolerate such trampling by a blue dragon.

But she dared not retaliate.

The blue dragon before her was incredibly powerful; it was the only weapon she could borrow, and her only hope to wash away the humiliation of the day.

If she dared to get angry, the blue dragon might kill her immediately, and she, being severely injured, wouldn't have much ability to resist.

She could only suppress her anger and embarrassment, lowering her eyes to hide the shame and annoyance in them.

"Lord Blue Dragon, you flatter me. I simply wish to establish this cooperation with the utmost sincerity."

Pu Se ignored her pretentious act, his dark blue scales gleaming in the shadows: "My cooperation is based solely on strength."

He paused, his dragon eyes fixed on her: "Now, take me to see your people. Let me see what the Oblodra family has to offer, and whether it's worth my time to take action."

Daphne's drooping eyelashes trembled, gradually concealing the surging embarrassment and anger in her eyes.

"Yes, Lord Blue Dragon."

She leaned against the cold rock wall, slowly turned around, and staggered deeper into the secret passage, her bare side stained with blood and stone chips.

The phosphorescent light in the secret passage flickered, turning the rock walls into an eerie bluish-green hue.

Daphne walked ahead, deliberately keeping her steps light, her long legs exposed to the air, her bare waist and abdomen rising and falling gently with her breath.

The bloodstains mixed with stone chips added a touch of broken vibrancy.

She turned back every now and then, her purple eyes still holding a lingering sense of grievance.

Poseidon followed behind her, ignoring Daphne's deliberate show-off.

The air was filled with the unique dampness and cold of the dark region, along with the unidentified smell of decay.

Occasionally, he would let out an impatient urging, cluelessly telling her to hurry up.

They walked like this for about a quarter of an hour, one after the other, until the secret passage gradually opened up, and faint whispers came from ahead.

Puse stopped in his tracks, his breath catching slightly: "Who's there? Show yourself!"

Daphne raised her hand to tidy her messy hair, her voice regaining some of its haughtiness: "They are my people, the hunting party of the Obroldra family."

Several drow elves clad in black scale armor emerged from the shadows.

Leading the group was a tall drow knight with the Oblodra family crest engraved on his shoulder armor. His long, silver-gray hair was tied back, and his handsome face carried a hint of arrogance.

When he saw Daphne, a look of concern flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to reach out and help her arm.

"Daphne! What are you doing here? Your injuries—this blue dragon is—"

Daphne abruptly dodged to the side, her face revealing undisguised disgust, her tone icy: "Stay away from me, Commander Tobias."

Tobias's outstretched hand froze, a hint of hurt flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

His gaze fell on the bloodstains and wounds on Daphne's body, his brows furrowing: "How did you end up here, those slaves—"

"Hmph." Daphne snorted coldly, her hands clenching at her sides. "We've encountered a young golden dragon whose strength far exceeds our expectations."

"The slaves were taken back, and I almost died there too."

Tobias's expression changed, but his gaze suddenly fell on Puse, who was standing behind Daphne.

A blue dragon!

What is the connection between this enormous blue dragon and the golden dragon that almost killed Daphne?

"Lord Blue Dragon, who are you?! Why are you with Daphne?"

Daphne stepped aside to let Puse, who was behind her, and said respectfully, "Tobias, this is my guest, the helper I invited to kill that golden dragon."

Poseidon raised his head slightly, his dragon eyes sweeping over the drow knights before him: "Is this all the support the Obroldra family has provided?"

Tobias stared warily at Puse: "I am Tobias Shadowspear, the leader of the Oblodra family hunting party. May I ask what the Blue Dragon's reputation is?"

Puse glanced at the drow elf with disdain and said indifferently, "A creature too weak to know my true name!"

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"However, since you will be joining me in the fight against the Golden Dragon, I will allow you to proclaim the ultimate darkness after our victory," said Puse, the revered ruler.

"Ultimate Darkness." Tobias was shocked. He hadn't expected this blue dragon to be so arrogant, using such a presumptuous title.

Other evil dragons are called things like "Raging Jaws," "Biting Storm," or "Green Calamity," but this blue dragon dares to be called the Ultimate Darkness.

Isn't he afraid that other evil dragons will cause trouble because of his title?

Upon hearing Puse's arrogant title, Daphne bowed slightly and respectfully replied, "Daphne will remember, Ultimate Dark Lord."

The anger of humiliation in her lowered purple eyes had long since faded, replaced by a burning light, and the thoughts in her heart were churning even more intensely.

Ultimate Darkness.

Such a title reveals that this blue dragon's strength and ambition are far beyond those of ordinary dragons.

The more powerful a being is, the more worthy it is for her to curry favor with them.

If such a powerful blue dragon bloodline could be fused with the bloodline of her Obroldra family, the offspring born would surely be the most elite predators in the Underdark.

At that time, her status in the family will surely rise to the top, and those clansmen who once looked down on her will all have to grovel at her feet.

What does today's rejection mean?

It's only temporary.

Once she has used his hand to tear that golden dragon to pieces and wash away today's humiliation, she has plenty of ways to make this blue dragon named Puse willingly stay by her side.

The drow elves' methods are never limited to seduction; there's always something else that can bind this dragon soaring in the darkness.

The scheming and ambition in her heart, like poisonous vines growing wildly in a dark place, entangled her entire heart.

Pu Se's deep blue dragon eyes shone menacingly in the shadows, echoing through the secret passage: "Now, black worm, answer this dragon's question!"

Blue Dragon said coldly, "If all you have are these few little things, I don't think you are a good partner."

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Tobias sensed the arrogance of the blue dragon, and a feeling of anger and fear arose in his heart.

He raised his chin, his tone deliberately boastful: "Of course, there are more than just these people in the hunting party; these are all my trusted confidants."

"There are also many elite hunting teams in the camp; it's not impossible for them to deal with a young golden dragon!"

Poseidon glanced at Tobias's confidants with a hint of disdain, then flicked his tail.

"Lead the way, you insect. Go and see the strength of your clan. I want to see if you are truly qualified to cooperate with me."

The secret passage suddenly opened up, revealing a huge underground cavern.

Phosphorescent moss covered the dome and rock walls, and countless stalagmites pierced out from above the cave.

In the center was a leveled open space, with tents, arrow towers and sentry posts made of black wood and black stone scattered around, and the figures of drow elves patrolling could be vaguely seen.

Puse looked down at the entire camp from the cave exit: "There's less than I expected!"

Unable to bear the Blue Dragon's continued suppression, Tobias couldn't help but retort, "Lord Puse, this is no ordinary stronghold."

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"This place is over a thousand meters below the surface, a crucial hub connecting Menzoberranzan to the surface, the Darkthroat Camp."

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He pointed to the area around the camp: "This place has several secret passages leading to different areas on the surface. It is a strategic location that our family has built over hundreds of years, investing countless resources and the lives of slaves."

Tobias paused, then continued to boast smugly: "These are just the vanguard and patrols on the surface."

"Deep within the camp, there are three hunting parties and two shadow assassin squads!"

"In terms of military strength, it is enough to confront an elite knight order of the Earthly Kingdom head-on, and it is not impossible for it to deal with a young golden dragon."

Daphne stood aside, knowing that Tobias was boasting, but also aware of the significance of this camp.

Daphne's fingers, hanging by her sides, curled slightly, and a thirst for power surged in her purple eyes.

Just as she was about to speak, hoping to use Puse's imposing presence to suppress Tobias's arrogance and let these people see who was truly capable of controlling the blue dragon, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Puse's actions out of the corner of her eye.

The azure dragon's body arched slightly, its chest bulging like a sac brimming with power, and the scales on the sides of its neck opened layer by layer, revealing the solid muscles beneath.

Daphne's words caught in her throat, her purple pupils contracted sharply, and she subconsciously took a half step back, her heart filled with trepidation.

What is he going to do?

Is it because they are dissatisfied with Tobias's boasting and want to directly use force to establish their authority?

Does he still feel that the camp's strength is not up to his standards and want to destroy the stronghold?

Tobias also sensed something was wrong instantly, but he failed to discern Puse's condition and did not stop the blue dragon from exhaling its breath immediately.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly: "Lord Puser! What is this—"

The opportunity to interrupt the blue dragon's breath was fleeting, and the terrifying ray that pierced through everything instantly pierced through the camp.

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