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

Chapter 140 The Power of Charged Explosion (3k)

The crimson dragon breath was not an ordinary form of breath.

Instead, it condensed into a massive and extremely penetrating ray, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through space, and blasted into the depths of the cave!

The moment the ray struck the rock wall, the rock beneath the earth, which was as hard as steel, crumbled layer by layer like cheese.

The fragments of gravel swirled in the air currents, crashing down into the stalagmites on the cave ceiling.

The camp's black wooden tents and black stone arrow towers were swept by the residual force of the ray, instantly turning into charred fragments that scattered in all directions.

The rays traveled forward relentlessly.

It pierced through the core of the Darkthroat camp and then penetrated several layers of rock.

It went straight down from 1,000 meters underground to a depth of 2,000 meters underground.

The rock strata along the way were scorched into glass-like charred walls, the underground river was instantly evaporated, and the rising white mist surged wildly in the cave.

The once flat campsite has become a hollow that runs deep underground.

The entire underground cavern trembled slightly with the sound of the rock layers cracking, as if it would collapse completely at any moment.

Tobias was thrown back several steps by the blast wave.

His silver-gray hair was covered in charred stone dust. He suddenly drew his poisoned longsword, which gleamed coldly from his waist, and pointed the blade directly at Puse. His handsome face was contorted with anger and fear.

He roared, "You blue dragon—have you gone mad?! This is my Obroldra family's strategic camp! What have you done?!"

The cold glint of the longsword reflected in Pu Se's aloof dragon eyes.

Puse shook his head, the lingering warmth on his scales gradually dissipating, his tone full of indifference and contempt: "Foolish insect, if you had even a shred of brains, you should have run away as quickly as that female drow elf."

"Instead of staying where you are, pointing your sword at me and waiting to die."

Tobias was startled and instinctively turned his head sharply to look at the spot where Daphne had just stood.

All that remained was a swirling white mist and scorched ground; where was that figure with its broken, vibrant colors?

He quickly scanned his surroundings again, but there was no trace of the drow elf in the shadows of the cave, at the entrance to the secret passage, or behind the ruins of the camp. It was as if the drow elf had never been there at all.

He understood instantly.

The instant that Poseidon arched his dragon body to gather strength, Daphne sensed the deadly danger and immediately chose to flee.

She didn't even consider her own kind, nor did she give him a single word of advice. Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the dragon's breath, she desperately fled into the depths of the Dark Region.

Faced with a real threat of death, all family ties and cooperative agreements become worthless illusions.

Anger and humiliation instantly overwhelmed Tobias.

The fear in his heart grew wildly like a tide, and his arm holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

"Daphne!" he roared furiously, "You bitch!"

She didn't even offer a warning, only caring about escaping for her own life, leaving him to fill the hole and attract the attention of this powerful blue dragon!

This blue dragon was never a cooperative helper, but an enemy disguised as an ally.

Daphne's escape pushed him and all the drow in the camp into the clutches of this ferocious beast.

You beast! You beast!!

By this time, Daphne had already taken advantage of the chaos caused by the dragon's breath to slip into a hidden side passage on the other side of the secret passage, not daring to stop for a moment.

Her intuition has always been very accurate.

The moment Puse appeared, her lurking ferocity made her sense the scent of death.

This blue dragon definitely came with malicious intent.

But the blue dragon did not kill her immediately.

Daphne had no idea what the blue dragon was capable of, and her life was still in the dragon's hands, so she could only try to probe it in a tactful way.

Only now did she realize that the blue dragon had no intention of cooperating to defeat the golden dragon.

He harbored a deep-seated hatred for the drow elves, and his goal was to destroy the Darkthroat camp.

"That was close—" she murmured, her fingertips brushing her chest, still shaken.

Daphne's heart inexplicably quickened, and a strange light surged in her purple eyes.

Far from feeling any hatred, she felt an intense longing instead.

She leaned against the rock wall, her mind replaying the image of Puse's dark blue dragon body and the scarlet ray that pierced through the thousands of feet of rock.

His indifferent and contemptuous tone, and the domineering and powerful aura he exuded, stirred strange ripples in her heart.

"If I could really have children with him—"

She sighed softly, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the outline of her lips, the longing in her eyes growing ever more intense.

That gesture of goodwill and probing was not entirely false; lies cannot deceive oneself, much less that astute dragon.

She was truly interested.

Such a powerful blue dragon bloodline, such domineering strength that looked down upon the Dark Region.

If he could merge with the blood of her Oblodra family, the offspring born would surely be the most elite predators in the Underdark.

And she will become the mother of that child, standing at the top of the Dark Realm.

Daphne pressed her fingertips against the cold rock wall, and the burning desire that had arisen from Puse's power was quickly crushed by reality.

What a pity that such a powerful dragon is the enemy of the Drow.

If they could truly become allies, with his strength, her path to rising in status within the Oblodra family would undoubtedly be a hundred times smoother.

This regret lingered in my heart, but was quickly replaced by a deeper anxiety.

She raised her hand and pressed it against the wound on her shoulder, her fingertips touching the sticky bloodstains, and her brows furrowed tightly.

Upon returning to Menzoberranzan, she will undoubtedly face severe punishment from her family.

They lost slaves, suffered heavy losses, and even the Darkthroat camp was destroyed.

She returned severely injured but gained nothing. Those factions that had always been at odds with her would surely make a big fuss about it.

Her status in the family is likely to plummet, and if she's not careful, she could face certain death.

Thinking of this, she felt a chill run down her spine.

She bit her lip, leaned against the rock wall and slowly straightened up, finally lifting her foot and walking towards the city of Menzoberranzan.

No matter how difficult it is, we can only grit our teeth and go back, get through this hardship first, and then make further plans.

Meanwhile, in the cave, Tobias's rage and despair were nothing more than the dying struggle of an ant in Puse's eyes.

Seeing the drow trembling as it gripped its longsword, a hint of impatience flashed in Poseidon's deep blue dragon eyes. He suddenly raised his massive dragon claw and slammed it down on Tobias with a whooshing gust of wind.

The drow knight didn't even have a chance to resist before being crushed into a pulp by the dragon's claws, his poisoned longsword breaking into several pieces that clattered to the ground.

The other drow elves were terrified when they saw this and fled in panic, plunging into a small cave in the corner of the cavern.

They thought that with this narrow space, they could escape the dragon's hunt.

Poseidon swept over the fleeing drow, and with a flick of his tail, sent two drow flying, crashing into the rock wall and dying instantly.

He looked up at the narrow cave, without even moving his body, and with a slight lift of his head, blinding lightning gathered at his mouth.

A bolt of lightning flashed out instantly, precisely drilling into the narrow cave.

A piercing scream suddenly echoed through the cave, followed by the smell of burning flesh.

When the lightning subsided, the drow hiding inside had already turned into a pile of charred remains.

He stomped on a charred rock next to Tobias's mangled remains, crushing it: "You thought you could survive hiding in a cave?"

"Did you get your brain damaged by a rock? Do you really think my dragon's lightning breath is nothing? I can turn you into charred remains even if you crawl into some nook or cranny!"

Pu Se shook the blood off his dragon claws, looked at the hole that pierced the ground, and spoke indifferently.

"With this level of skill, you dare call yourself a hunter of the Underdark?"

He shifted his attention, lowering his dragon eyes to scan the landscape he had created.

The underground cavity was very deep, and faint red lights could be seen in the far distance below.

Pu Se let out a low growl, then spread its wings and, with a flap of its dragon wings, used the force of its descent to glide into the depths of the hollow.

The rock walls along the way were scorched smooth as mirrors by the dragon's breath.

Occasionally, one can see huge stone pillars cut in half by rays, dried-up underground riverbeds, and rubble slopes formed by fallen rock layers.

Thousands of meters below the surface, one may occasionally stumble upon underground caves suspended on rock walls.

Inside, layers upon layers of fluorescent mushrooms grew, casting an eerie blue-purple hue on the cave walls.

It also harbored blind bats and stone lizards that would scatter at the sight of him, which he considered nothing more than insignificant trinket.

The deeper you go, the thinner the air becomes, carrying a strange smell of sulfur mixed with humus.

Crystal clusters gradually appeared on the rock face.

White, purple, and blue crystals shimmered in the dim light, representing unique magic crystal veins found underground.

He continued down until he reached the bottom of the cave, which was two thousand meters deep.

This place turned out to be a small open space created by the dragon's breath, with the ground covered with a layer of melted and then solidified glass-like black stone.

In the center, there is still a deep crater where the dragon's breath rays struck the underground rock layers, and the rocks at the bottom of the crater are still slightly hot.

The surrounding rock walls were covered with cracks, and cold groundwater seeped from several crevices, dripping onto the black stones and making a hissing sound.

Puse saw in the corner the remains of several underground worms, crushed into a pulp by the lingering power of the dragon's breath.

He sniffed the air; besides the smells of sulfur, magma, and damp cold, there was also a very faint fishy odor belonging to high-level demons.

It seems the indigenous inhabitants of this underground place were startled by the commotion and fled into the deeper rock layers.

He let out a disdainful snort from his dragon nose.

In the depths of this pierced, dark region, apart from the deep mineral veins, none of these insignificant monsters could fail to catch his eye.

He raised his paw and pawed at the crystal cluster beside him, then grinned to reveal his gleaming white dragon teeth, casually stuffing a large piece of magic crystal into his mouth.

"Awesome! This power is more than enough!"

"That dragon's breath was incredibly powerful! It pierced through a thousand-meter-high rock layer like it was made of paper. Even I have to give it a shout-out for its power!"

His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he continued, "It wasn't for nothing that I prepared this breath for so long; this one really hit the mark!"

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"From now on, if we encounter any more fools, we'll just use this trick on them. No matter what kind of camp or rock formation they are, we'll give them a good beating!"

"Let's see who dares to act arrogantly in front of me now!"