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

After returning to his lair with the treasure, Shuoyang first created a branch and leaf source crystal.

He handed it over to Marina and settled the formalities.

Then he called out to Zilong, who was about to leave with his subordinates.

He coldly reminded him, "Don't forget the contents of our alliance."

"That bewitching eye is yours now. We no longer need to worry about it awakening the Witch King."

"You're not going to go so far as to turn a blind eye again, are you?"

Marina remained remarkably calm despite his accusations of her little scheme.

After all, the Rainbow Dragon is also a rainbow dragon, so her skin is definitely thick enough.

If it weren't for the constraints of the alliance, Marina wouldn't have wanted to hunt down the overly troublesome Eye Demon.

"Of course, don't worry!"

After making her promise, she glanced at Shuoyang's massive frame. Suddenly, a mischievous smile appeared on her face.

She asked, "But what about you? Would you like to come and hide in your sister's lair?"

"Although Golden Eyes belongs to the reformed witch king, she is said to have been born a chastity priestess of the Raman people."

"You took advantage of her vulnerability and defeated her in that way."

"Aren't you afraid that once she recovers to her full strength, she'll come back and skin you alive?"

"Can I escape?"

Upon hearing this, Shuoyang rolled his eyes at her in annoyance.

In order to exhaust Ilya's strength, he poured so much fluid into the witch king that his body was now full of his residue.

If Ilya were to use this spell to track someone down, she would almost always be able to catch them.

Moreover, once the Witch King recovers from this period of weakness and regains his full strength, he becomes an immortal being comparable to an ancient dragon.

Therefore, instead of hiding, Shuoyang should hurry up and head north with the crowd.

After all, dragons are the race that most respects group fights.

If there are enough adult dragons, even demigods and godlike beings who are considered invincible in the mortal world will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming swarm of dragons.

Therefore, Shuoyang declined Marina's invitation.

He then changed the subject, asking in return, "Your Purple Dragon isn't having an easy time either, are you?"

"Would you like to come with us up north to help out?"

"Why don't you make more friends with metal dragons and take the opportunity to improve your reputation and situation?"

"...!?"

Seeing the seriousness in his eyes, it didn't seem like he was joking.

Marina was momentarily flustered.

Her father had said similar things to her.

As an anomalies among the colorful dragons, they are the purple dragon, the yellow dragon, and the orange dragon, three different kinds of colorful dragons.

Because they are rejected by the mainstream five-colored evil dragons and hated by Tiamat, the goddess of the colored dragons, they are now a dragon species on the verge of extinction.

Therefore, in order to continue their race and bloodline, the Rainbow Dragons, unable to find male dragons of the same species, have no choice but to seek out other dragon species for mating.

Marina's father was an ancient amethyst dragon who was very responsible for his offspring.

He approached Marina several times, trying to bring her back to her tribe and guide her in a positive direction.

But due to Marina's mother's obstruction, he ultimately failed.

Even when her father came to see her for the last time, her mother tried to sever her hopes.

They ambushed her directly and, right in front of her, bit off her father's head.

Therefore, in response to Shuoyang's invitation...

After a moment of disorientation, Marina managed a forced, mocking smile.

He refused, saying, "Forget it, I don't get along with those weaklings."

After saying that, she fled with the Drow.

Only after leaving Shuoyang's lair did the spider-transformed drow Marcelin ask her, somewhat puzzled, "Boss, didn't you always say you liked young, strong, and skilled men like this?"

"Why not take this opportunity to borrow his seed?"

"Shut up!"

Marina was furious and embarrassed. She took off, leaving all her subordinates behind.

Watching her leave in a hurry, Melanthers asked Shuoyang with some concern, "You just let her go like that?"

"What about those things that the Eye Demon shot into your head?"

"I don't have psychic powers, so I can't help you clear those things from your head."

"No need to clear it!"

Shuoyang ignored Melanthers's somewhat strange statement.

He scratched his beard and explained, "Those films are all blocked now, so they don't affect me."

"And I remember there's a spell called telepathy that can share memories."

"I'll do some research and see if I can bypass the will immunity like that Eye Demon and directly stuff these things into the minds of those powerful enemies I can't defeat."

"Eek!"

Upon hearing this, Melanthers felt a chill run down his spine.

She hurriedly moved away, somewhat fearfully advising, "I think you should find a psychic to help you delete all that stuff!"

"These things are too dangerous; if you're not careful, you could end up playing with fire and getting burned."

"Don't try to disgust your powerful enemy, only to end up being used as a tool for their lust."

"..." Shuoyang was speechless.

Relying on the thickness of his dragon scales, he stubbornly insisted, "Stop talking nonsense, okay?"

"I clearly outlasted her."

"Why do you make it sound like I lost to her?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Melanthers disdained arguing with him, and simply suggested, "Then let me compose a song for you?"

"I promise……!?"

"Shut up!"

Shuoyang roared angrily, "Can you fucking stop talking about this?!"

"Look at you, in such a hurry again?"

Melanthers was quite disappointed by his rejection.

She could only keep it to herself, secretly composing lyrics and music in her mind.

After that, she and Shuoyang made some preparations.

They set off, flying towards the half-elf community on the south bank of the Frostbird Valley.

..............................

Several days later, in the Thousand Wind Rift Valley located in the northern part of the Great Sand Sea and Cold Desert.

Ilya emerged from a millennia-old underground palace, guarded by two female sphinxes.

At this moment, she has fully recovered her strength.

And she changed into her old clothes.

She wore a golden crown and a black silk dress embroidered with gold.

A belt inlaid with white opal cinches her slender waist.

On her fair, pinkish feet, she wore intricately woven golden sandals.

This outfit is quite simple and retro, with a shimmering magical glow.

With her nearly three-meter-tall, slender, and voluptuous figure, she looked like a deity descended to earth.

After leaving the underground palace, Ilya looked at the endless yellow sand mixed with snow and listened to the howling wind as always.

In her amber eyes, there was the golden light of the sun.

At this moment, however, there was a sense of desolation and gloom.

Seeing her so lost and helpless, the two Sphinxes beside her, who had stood guard for thousands of years, also felt somewhat saddened.

After a long silence, the Sphinx on the left spoke up: "Mistress, the descendants of your brothers and subjects have established a kingdom on the Dragon Floating Peninsula in the Shattered Star Sea."

"Would you like to go see them?"

"..." Ilya did not answer.

She simply stretched out her ivory-white, soft arm, feeling the rough sand and the cold snowflakes.

After a long silence, she finally parted her cherry lips and said, "Come out!"

"When did you become so timid?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the raging wind stopped for a moment.

Then, five enormous creatures emerged from the sandstorm.

Its golden scales reflected the dim sunlight, casting triangular and sword-shaped shadows on the cliff face of the rift valley.

One ancient golden dragon, two mature golden dragons, plus one adult golden dragon and one young golden dragon.

It's obvious that this is a Golden Dragon family.

The male ancient golden dragon leading them, with its emerald green eyes, was a golden dragon archdruid belonging to the Breath of Resurrection.