I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 97 Vivian's Return

Chapter 97 Vivian Returns

Kiki hopped over and squatted down next to the slime.

"Ian, I've laid the minefield for your bomb." She pointed to the outer perimeter of Dragon Territory. "There are thirty-six points in total, and I've planted at least three bombs at each point. I'll detonate them when the monsters rush into that area."

Ian: "How many can be killed?"

Kiki thought for a moment: "Anything below the fourth rank should be able to be blown up. As for higher ranks, it depends on the species."

Ian suddenly remembered the magical "nuclear bomb" that Kiki had made.

"What about that magic fusion bomb you made before?"

Qiqi sighed.

"Sigh! That was an unexpected byproduct, and I haven't been able to reproduce it yet—" Her expression seemed a little downcast, but she quickly brightened up and said, "But I've got some leads. After a few more experiments, I should be able to get the key data!"

テ口巴.

You're a force to be reckoned with when it comes to destroying your teammates, but when you actually need to use them, you can't build them up.

But that's enough.

Ian looked toward the forest.

The number of red dots has increased to more than three hundred, and it is still increasing.

The first few red dots are already within a three-kilometer radius.

almost.

It was three in the morning, the darkest time of day.

Ian lay prone on the high ground, staring towards the forest. His spatial awareness wasn't just activated; it had been continuously activated.

Every movement of those crazed monsters was etched into his mind.

Within his own perception range, he could already sense a small group—approximately several hundred targets—running aimlessly.

It shouldn't be long before they discover Dragon Territory.

The ones at the front have already entered the two-kilometer range.

Ian looked into the dark forest, which seemed to have opened a gaping maw ready to devour him—there was a huge red dot, more than ten times larger than the others, slowly moving.

Seventh rank.

At least level seven.

Dragon's Reach Pill!

Are we that unlucky? How come the vanguard already has level 7 monsters?

However, the difference is not too great. Our side occupies advantageous terrain and has several sixth-tier combatants, so there shouldn't be much of a problem.

It's really worrying that we already have seventh-tier monsters so early; will there be eighth-tier legendary monsters later on? Or even ninth-tier ones?

Hiss—I can't even imagine!

Ian's jelly-like body tensed slightly as he took a deep breath, if the slime could breathe.

He was preparing to issue his first order.

Then Ian suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear—

The sound of dragon wings cutting through the air!

It came from the north, getting closer and louder.

Everyone looked up.

Ian also looked up.

On the horizon, a dragon-shaped black shadow was rapidly approaching.

That familiar silhouette, those smooth lines, that sense of oppression that could be felt even from this distance—Vivian.

Ian's jelly-like body went limp immediately.

came back.

They're finally back.

Now you don't have to live in fear anymore!

The dragon's voice grew closer and louder. The monsters seemed to sense something too, and the howling in the forest suddenly fell silent for a moment.

The figure was getting closer and closer, but it didn't seem to get any bigger in my field of vision.

"Did I see wrong?" Ian muttered.

Then the dark figure descended from the sky and landed on the open ground in front of the dragon's nest.

boom-!

Smoke and dust rose and spread, obscuring everyone's view.

Ian didn't care about anything else and jumped off the high ground towards the dragon's nest.

Rabbitmen, goblins, minotaurs—everyone rushed in that direction.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

Ian was the first to rush over, stopping at the edge of the smoke and dust, staring inside.

A figure emerged from the smoke and dust.

wrong.

It wasn't that figure.

It's too small.

Too many small ones.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the creature in the center of the open space was revealed.

That's a dragon.

But it wasn't the black dragon Ian was familiar with, which was over thirty meters long.

Instead, it was a young dragon only the size of a large dog.

The jet-black scales, the golden vertical pupils, the curved dragon horns—the features are all correct, but the size is completely wrong.

The young dragon stood there, bearing obvious signs of battle: several scorch marks, a few detached scales, and a shallow wound extending from its shoulder to its side.

Her eyes were somewhat blank as she looked around, as if searching for something.

Then she saw Ian.

The golden vertical pupils suddenly lit up.

She took four short steps and rushed towards Ian.

Ian stood frozen in place.

The baby dragon rushed in front of Ian and crashed headfirst into his jelly-like body—or rather, Ian didn't feel any impact at all. The small body was soft and warm, like a large dog jumping into its owner's arms.

Then she started licking.

Stick out your tongue and frantically lick Ian's jelly-like body.

"No! Stop licking! So many people are watching! You little dragon, why are you acting like a dog! You're definitely not Vivian!"

Lick from top to bottom, from left to right, making "woo-woo-woo" sounds as he licks.

Ian's tentacles froze.

Everyone around was stunned.

"This—this is Lady Vivian?" A soft voice came from the crowd.

Charles squeezed in from behind, staring at the baby dragon with a frighteningly ugly expression.

"My lord?" the vampire called out tentatively, his face pale.

The young dragon raised its head, looked at Charles, blinked, and then continued to lick Ian.

"Woohoo~"

Charles's face turned even paler.

Ian looked down at the baby dragon that was frantically licking itself.

Golden vertical pupils, curved dragon horns, jet-black scales—all the features are correct.

But this size, this behavior, this "whooshing" sound—

Ian immediately activated [Analysis], bringing up the panel of the little black dragon in front of him.

[Name]: Vivian Claudia Solnax [Race]: Black Dragon (Cursed by the Abyss)

[Level]: LV.81 (LV.99+)

[Other information cannot be analyzed at this time; please improve your analysis skill level.]

Holy crap, it really is?

This adventure is like a dream come true, bringing back childhood memories.

The young dragon raised its head, looked at Ian, and then nodded vigorously.

Ian's jelly-like body twitched.

"You...can't speak anymore?"

The baby dragon paused for a moment, then continued licking, covering Ian in dragon saliva.

"Woo-woo ...

It doesn't seem like they can't speak, but rather that they simply didn't understand!

It seems Vivian left her brain outside after going out for a while.

What should I do? I need help urgently!

Ian looked at Charles.

They tried to get advice from an old vampire who had lived for over a hundred years.

Charles turned pale and shook his head.

"The transformation went out of control due to the disruption of magical energy."

The vampire lowered his voice, as if to say, "No one knows better than me, but even I can't solve this." "Though I was once a legend, even I can't solve this—"

Ian remained silent.

It seems that living a long life doesn't mean you know everything.

That's pure nonsense. The panel clearly states that the Abyss Curse has taken effect.

But Ian didn't expose Charles's serious-sounding nonsense.

Ian looked down at the baby dragon in his arms.

The baby dragon was rubbing its head against its jelly-like body, making satisfied purring sounds, completely oblivious to what was happening around it.

She found it.

I found what I was looking for.

Then you can go to sleep.

The snoring became more and more even and deeper.

Ian looked at her, then at the distant forest.

Those red dots are still moving.

There are 390 now.

The ones at the front have already entered the one-kilometer range.

He took a deep breath.

"Send the master into the dragon's lair." Ian pulled Lilith out of the shadows. "Oh, and remember to cover her with the blankets."

Lilith nodded and carefully took the baby dragon from Ian's arms.

The young dragon grunted in dissatisfaction, but didn't wake up and continued sleeping.