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

Taking advantage of Shuoyang's momentary lapse in concentration, Graham immediately followed up with a dispel spell.

They removed the stone-moving spell from Shuoyang and trapped him in the hall.

Seeing this, Melanthers could only leap down and stand in front of Shuoyang to buy him time to recover.

"Damn it!"

Because of the overwhelming amount of information, the protective mechanisms of the Shuoyang dinosaur brains came into play.

These images were automatically blocked for him.

This finally calmed him down, and he took a few heavy breaths.

Graham's move was absolutely ruthless.

Although its physical damage is almost zero, its mental pollution is almost maxed out, and Graham also added a slight aphrodisiac effect to the spell.

So after Shuoyang recovered, he immediately cast a dispelling spell on himself.

However, the effect of Graham's spell is mainly to play those censored, sensational images.

The shock to one's values ​​and the aphrodisiac effects are merely additional psychological and physiological side effects.

Therefore, Shuoyang's physiological urges were still not relieved.

Helpless, he could only pant heavily and stare intently at the smug Graham.

He used his willpower to forcefully control his gaze, preventing himself from looking at Melanthers and the Purple Dragon.

With his killing intent toward the Eye Demon, he forcefully suppressed his physical urges toward the two female dragons.

"Can you still walk?"

Melanthers did not notice anything unusual about him and assumed that he had withstood the effects of the spell.

So, while remaining wary of Ye Feng, she asked, "Shall I cast another spell on you?"

"We can't leave."

Shuoyang suppressed his agitation and replied with some helplessness, "I was hit; I couldn't dodge his rays."

"Don't waste your spell slots."

"Be careful, prepare your counterspells, and make sure you don't get hit by that attack."

After saying that, he immediately released the Sunfire, the Balloon Cat, and the Firewood Bug.

Then, forcing himself to calm his breathing, he glanced at Nightblade and the group of drow elves.

He turned his gaze back to the Eye Demon, feeling a surge of irritation.

Because the size of an adult purple dragon is no less than that of an adult golden dragon, with a body length of nearly sixty meters.

Moreover, like Shuoyang himself, he possesses dual immunity to fire and lightning.

Therefore, Melanthus, which is the second smallest in size among metal dragons and is still a young copper dragon, is definitely no match for it.

Only Shuoyang himself can defeat Zilong.

But given his current state, with his breathing technique useless and only hand-to-hand combat remaining, he is in a predicament.

If he were to actually fight Shiryu, he feared that their fight would quickly escalate into a restricted-level battle.

Therefore, Shuoyang glanced at the somewhat frightened Zilong and the Drow warriors protected by her wings.

He had a gamble on the idea.

He then feigned confidence and said, "Zilong, you have invaded my territory."

"Say your name and your last words!"

"I'll make sure you die a quick death."

"An arrogant brute!"

Although they were horrified by Shuoyang's size and the Yang Flame that resembled the Flame Demon.

But Nightblade remained calm and answered, "I am the ruler of the darkness, the offspring of Amethyst and the Long Night—Marina Nightblade."

"State your name and your last words!"

She lowered her body, revealing her fangs, with black spikes standing out on her back.

With the gait of a predator, it chuckled rhythmically, "Golden Dragon!"

"My minions are far superior to yours, and my breath will annihilate you."

"Does it have to be this formal?"

Shuoyang was a little bewildered by Marina's operatic accent.

He even temporarily ignored his physical urges.

He secretly wondered if he should also come up with a similar set of words to show off.

But he quickly brought his wandering thoughts back to reality.

He sneered, "Open your eyes first, Shiryu!"

"My name is Agrippa Shuoyang."

"Neither a metal dragon nor a colored dragon, but a unique spirit dragon species in this world—the Celestial Dragon."

"You are no match for me. I will tear your wings apart, bite your throat, and keep your head as my treasure."

"And these long-eared creatures under your command..." He paused at this point.

His gaze swept over the drow warriors, a look of disdain on his face. "They will all become food for my subordinates."

"Hoho~!?"

Before Marina could react, Yang Yan spoke up first to express his dissatisfaction.

It just looks like a Balrog, but it's not a real Balrog.

It's not capable of such cannibalistic acts.

But how can others understand their unique language?

Marina took it as a sign of approval and encouragement, which made her even more uncertain.

After all, she herself was not clear about Shuoyang's current situation. Upon hearing that Shuoyang was not a fire-type subspecies of golden dragon, she became somewhat unsure of Shuoyang's methods.

In her eyes, the other party now has a celestial dragon that is obviously bigger and stronger than her.

There is a young bronze dragon that is no weaker than the Eye Demon, and an "elemental creature" that looks very much like the Balrog and is obviously very strong.

Her drow warriors, though highly skilled in martial arts and possessing magical weapons capable of penetrating dragon scales, are still formidable warriors.

But when faced with the infamous Balrog, even "elemental creatures" with only a portion of its bloodline would almost always be slaughtered.

Therefore, Marina believes that her current situation is quite unfavorable.

Although she pretended to be very confident and tough.

But once the war starts, they have almost no chance to fight back.

Therefore, facing the aggressive and menacing Shuoyang.

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes as she secretly resented Graham for meddling.

"I should have just killed him."

She glanced back at the Eye Demon, her gaze growing increasingly sinister.

These Drow warriors were the result of decades of hard work and training she had put in.

If she were to die here because of the Eye Demon, she would definitely kill Graham.

He noticed her unfriendly gaze.

Graham was also a little flustered. He didn't expect that his specialty would be "useless" against Shuoyang.

Because in the past, he had used this move on adventurers who came to defeat him.

Those adventurers all turned into berserk pile drivers, indiscriminate in their species, regardless of whether they were raw or raw, without exception.

Therefore, he felt extremely guilty when facing Shuoyang, who had only been in a daze for a moment.

He could only feign composure, forcing a strange laugh to encourage Marina, "Don't worry, ma'am!"

"He's just putting on a brave face right now."

"Once he's under my spell, the moment he moves, he'll turn into a mindless, lustful beast."

"We just need to stay away and watch them fight amongst themselves."

"...?"

Upon hearing this, Marina turned and glanced at the confident Shuoyang.

But I was somewhat skeptical.

But Shuoyang took the initiative to move closer and shouted, "He's right, I did fall for it!"

Everyone was shocked to hear this.

Melanthers was startled and instinctively tucked his tail between his legs.

With a pained expression, she turned to him for confirmation, saying, "You're not kidding, Agrippa!"

"Don't be afraid!"

Shuoyang didn't look at her; he stepped in front of Melanthers to block her.

His eyes were fixed on Marina, and he scrutinized Shiryu with an extremely aggressive gaze.

He whispered in a tone that chilled Marina to the bone, "She's the one who should be afraid!"

"Zilong," he said with a sinister smile, "if you don't want me to rape you first and then rape you!"

"Let's make a deal!"

"Do you see all my subordinates? I can give you countless such followers as well."

"And you... all you need to do is ally with us and take down that eye demon."

"Just use your psionic powers to remove this disgusting spell effect for me."