Crossing the true dragon realm, and you call me Little Locke?

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Shuoyang, who was completely unprepared, could only follow along alone.

Elliott was left behind by him to protect Violet.

Although he didn't hate half-elves as much as he hated elves, he didn't completely trust them either.

After all, a dragon that is full of treasures and has no ability to resist is too tempting for mortals.

Among the thousands of diverse half-elves, it's inevitable that a few will succumb to greed, overcome reason, and let evil thoughts triumph over fear, aspiring to become dragon slayers.

Therefore, his decision to divide his forces was a last resort.

Moreover, his trip was solely to bring back Kurapika, so he could have completely avoided conflict with those evil dragons.

Therefore, he chose to use body shape changes that he rarely used.

It transformed into a falcon and plunged headlong into the Mokou volcano.

At the same time, Kurapika, who had transformed into lightning, streaked across the night sky at breakneck speed.

It had already flown over the Mokou volcano and reached the boundless sea of ​​sand.

"Crackling sound?"

Kura looked at the vast, empty, and silent desert under the night sky.

It scratched its head, looking somewhat troubled.

After its initial excitement subsided, it realized that it didn't seem to know where the evil dragon its master had mentioned was.

After hesitating for a while under the cover of night, it turned around and went back the way it came.

Before long, it flew back to the mountain refuge camp and asked Violet for the exact location.

Violet looked on in astonishment, mixed with relief and anger.

She forced herself to calm down and soothed Kula, telling it not to run around.

Then, unable to hide his worry, he said to Elliott, "Go help Agrippa!"

"I'm safe with this little guy protecting me."

"Go and inform him, and cover his return!"

But Elliott glanced at her and ignored her.

Because he was well aware of Shuoyang's plans, he believed that Shuoyang would not act like Violet, impulsively fighting evil to the death.

So he remained lying still and calmly replied, "Don't worry, Agrippa isn't you."

"He'll come back on his own if he can't find it, nothing will happen to him."

Unfortunately, what he didn't expect was that there was only a young black dragon left in the dragon's nest.

Even Theodore and his men thought they could take the treasure, let alone Shuoyang.

After infiltrating the lair, he transformed into a large goblin.

It took some time to search the entire dragon's nest before finally finding the treasure vault.

At this time, the Black Dragon Plague Worms were already locked in a fierce battle with Theodore and his men.

Because they were caught off guard, Theodore dealt the black dragon a heavy blow right from the start.

The spellcaster in their group, the moment the black dragon left.

Several high-altitude fireballs were hurled directly at its face.

Although the attack failed to defeat the dragon in one blow due to its high magic resistance, it only blew off half of the black dragon's face, forcing it back into the treasure vault.

But that's enough, because the space inside the treasure vault is relatively enclosed.

The black dragon was unable to take flight and escape, nor could it call for the goblins' support.

They had no choice but to fight Theodore and his men to the death to defend their treasure.

So when Shuoyang arrived, what he saw was the black dragon with a rotten face, relying on its extremely hard dragon scales, ignoring the knights' attacks, and forcing a mage into a corner.

A burst of strong acidic breath shattered the force field shield and melted the mage's upper body.

Then he turned around and bit down, striking a knight who couldn't dodge in time.

The sharp teeth sliced ​​and cut, yet sparks flew out.

It turns out that the knight's plate armor was a masterpiece he had commissioned from the dwarves at the cost of his entire fortune.

The plague insects, unable to bite him, abandoned him in disappointment and went off to chase after others.

Meanwhile, Theodore was in a state of utter disarray after losing a mage.

The dragons' unique physiological structure means that after suffering severe injuries, they not only do not become weak, but their bodies also unleash their full potential.

Ignoring the pain, they enter an extremely calm state of berserk rage.

Therefore, even though the Plague Insect was just a young black dragon, its characteristic of becoming stronger with each battle still allowed it to suppress a group of professionals.

Theodore and his men could only fight back desperately, barely managing to hold him off.

After all, the heavy weapons they used to fight the dragon were washed away by the flood.

Lacking these crucial pieces of equipment, they relied solely on their own decorative swords and short weapons.

It couldn't even break through the black dragon's scales, let alone kill it with a single blow.

They can only rely on their numerical advantage to stall and see who can't hold out first.

So when the earth spirits that had transformed the sun found their way here, Theodore and his companions were utterly devastated.

One black dragon is enough to give them trouble.

If more goblins come, they might as well just commit suicide; at least that way they'll suffer less.

Shuoyang searched the entire dragon's lair but couldn't find Kura or any other dragons.

Seeing Theodore and the others, whom he thought had been killed long ago, he felt a sense of foreboding.

He quickly revealed his true form and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Where are the blue dragon and the white dragon?"

As he revealed his true form, his enormous size caused the entire treasure vault to darken.

The one in despair has now become the young Black Dragon.

Theodore and the others looked completely astonished, and they stood there stunned for a long time.

Only then did he realize what was happening and asked, "What white dragon?"

"Only this black dragon and that blue dragon are left. The blue dragon has already teleported away."

"The treasure is all on this black dragon now."

"There is no White Dragon!"

Upon hearing this, Shuoyang's eyes widened.

He glared at the plague insects and demanded sternly, "Without the White Dragon, what the hell do you call yourselves the Five-Colored Council? Where are the five colors?"

"You're all involved in fraud, even though you claim to be the face of the dragon."

"Do you colorful dragons have any shame?"

Shuoyang has truly broken down. So all that wit and courage he's been fighting against is just a battle with thin air.

If only he had listened to Elliott and Violet, he would have just charged in headfirst.

Doing that might have saved the Blue Dragon and prevented things from escalating to the point where Violet and the Blue Dragon had fallen out.

Seeing him suddenly erupt in anger, the plague insect was dumbfounded.

He was stunned for a long time before weakly replying, "My face is fair, can I count one dragon as two colors?"

"Fuck you!"

Shuoyang pounced on the dragon in a fit of rage, using brute force to knock the black dragon to the ground.

Then he held down the head and bit down on the neck.

But the moment his sharp teeth touched the black dragon's scales, he immediately recoiled as if electrocuted.

"Ugh!"

Shuoyang couldn't help but turn his head away and start dry heaving.

It smells absolutely terrible.

Although dragons' noses are not very sensitive to smell, their tongues can distinguish various scents at close range, much like a snake's tongue.

That's why Shuoyang felt a strong sense of disgust just as he was about to bite.

He knew black dragons smelled bad, but he didn't expect this black dragon to smell this bad.

It was as if a steel brush from a latrine bucket, covered in "spice," was being used to meticulously scrub every taste bud on his tongue.

Now he finally understood why Elliott had suffered a loss at the hands of this black dragon.

This thing is completely useless in close combat.

That flavor, so deeply ingrained in his soul, even made a revolving lantern of images flash through Shuoyang's mind.

From his transmigration and reincarnation as a fish-dragon, to his transformation from a fish-dragon into a celestial dragon, and then to being driven off the island by his mother half a year ago.

Shuoyang even saw his future epitaph.

Agrippa Shuoyang was the first dragon to dare attempt to bite the black dragon, and also the first dragon to be suffocated to death by the black dragon.

"No!"

This hallucination triggered Shuoyang's willpower, and he managed to pull through.

He closed all his eyelids and forcibly rolled his pupils back.

Taking advantage of his nausea and dizziness, the black dragon used all its strength to break free from his claws.

He raised his head and spit a mouthful of strong acidic breath onto Shuoyang's chest.

It shattered the scales on his chest, corroded large patches of his flesh, and repelled him.