Unspeakable bubbles

"But isn't this child very talented?"

"Ok?"

Several lizardman masters looked incredulous, but after careful observation, their faces darkened as they had to admit that the child was exceptionally talented and, if properly nurtured, would surely become an outstanding sorcerer.

Even so, this freak cannot be allowed to live!

A lizardman master said firmly, "This will cause chaos throughout the city."

Eva smiled and walked up to the lizardman apprentice: "I ask you, are there any other students like you in the sorcerer's academy?"

"Yes, there are, but only we have been discovered for the time being."

"What!?"

"Calm down, everyone, calm down."

Eva calmed the lizardman masters who were on the verge of going berserk: "Unless we completely separate the little black people and the lizardmen in the future, this kind of thing can't be stopped."

"Lord of the City, are you... are you just going to sit idly by and do nothing?"

"I think we should just let things take their course," Eva stated.

"We...we must report this to the Great Khan!"

"Unfortunately, you will certainly not be able to find your mother now."

Eva's expression turned serious, and she raised the child in her arms above her head.

"You are neither a lizard man nor a little black man."

"You are a symbol of friendship between the two races and a hope for the future integration of races."

I will call you—Enderman!

Once one appears, another will follow, and soon a large number of Endermen will be born in this city.

To ensure the healthy growth of the Endermen, Eva consciously moved the Enderman families to the south of the city.

Families with similar experiences tend to understand each other better.

There is still a long way to go before Endermen are widely accepted, and the wheels of history continue to roll forward.

Section 665, Chapter 664: Looking Down

Eva truly changed the fate of the little black children; they finally took root in the shadow world and were able to survive on their own.

Seeing that the situation was very favorable, Shadow Dragon could not wait any longer.

Over the years, the 'beast' tribes outside the city have grown significantly, but its tribe remains unchanged.

It's not that the Shadow Dragons aren't trying; it's just that their numbers are small and their birth rate is low, so they simply can't develop.

The Grand Canyon used to be the territory of the Shadow Dragon, but now...

"Roar!"

The shadowy dragon behind the little girl swished its tail irritably. Seeing its clan being driven out of the Grand Canyon, it could no longer tolerate it!

Have you made a decision?

"Roar--"

"Then let's go, and try to use our own power to pave a new path for the Shadow Dragon!"

The Shadow Dragon leader resolutely broke out of the 'safe zone'. Since Eva had succeeded, it could also change the fate of its own kind.

After the returning Shadow Dragons consolidated the power of their race, they couldn't wait to launch a revenge attack on the current rulers of the Grand Canyon—a group of shadow creatures with lion heads and serpent tails.

The Shadow Dragon leader is incredibly powerful; in a one-on-one fight, no 'beast' can match him.

However, war is never a matter for a single dragon.

The revenge war started with massacres, then turned into suppression, and then into a stalemate.

It wasn't that the shadowy creature with a lion's head and a serpent's tail was rapidly growing stronger, but rather...

Looking back at his exhausted brethren, the Shadow Dragon leader let out a furious roar of resentment.

They were too tired, too exhausted to fight anymore.

Under these circumstances, a truce is the only option.

The Shadow Dragons have returned to the Grand Canyon, but they are no longer the sole rulers of the Grand Canyon.

"Roar, roar roar!"

(Let's conserve our energy and get well before chasing those nasty bastards away!)

The idea of ​​keeping the agreement and coexisting peacefully never even crossed its mind in the first place.

Soon, in less than a month, the Shadow Dragons started another war.

"Roar!"

Under the terrifying breath of the dragon, dozens of shadowy creatures with lion heads and snake tails screamed and turned to ashes.

It dared not stop for a moment, expanding its gains time and time again, hoping to draw the enemy's firepower to itself.

But it didn't work.

Those guys were focused on killing the other shadow dragons and weren't following their own plans at all!

While the Shadow Dragon was recuperating, the opposing side was not idle either.

By carefully analyzing the gains and losses of the previous war, they have discovered the Shadow Dragons' greatest weakness—they are too few in number!

They can afford to wear down the Shadow Dragon, but the Shadow Dragon cannot; a quick victory is the only option.

The Shadow Dragon leader is extremely powerful and very difficult to kill in battle.

Then let's just ignore it and concentrate all our firepower on the ordinary Shadow Dragon.

They can kill as many as they can; once the number of Shadow Dragons drops to double digits, they will have no hope of turning the tide.

The Shadow Dragon had no intention of keeping its promise, and the lion-headed, snake-tailed monster certainly didn't want to let the other go either.

Strictly adhering to the established plan, the Shadow Dragon quickly became overwhelmed this time.

"Roar!"

The Shadow Dragon leader let out a mournful roar. With only seventy-two Shadow Dragons left, it knew the war was over.

Despair, resentment, yet helplessness.

Leading its last remaining comrades in a disarray, the Shadow Dragon made a utter defeat in this war.

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

The winner gets everything, the loser is utterly defeated.

Without showing any mercy, the new overlord issued a ruthless order to exterminate all tribal leaders.

The Shadow Dragons had no chance to catch their breath, and hunt after hunt against them began!

At a glance, they see enemies everywhere, a situation that fills the Shadow Dragons with despair.

They swore they had long since given up on the idea of ​​dominating and just wanted to find a place to rest.

But not a single beast heard the howls of the defeated.

Their offensive never stops, and their goal is clear—to kill all the Shadow Dragons and demonstrate their loyalty to the new overlord!

"Roar!"

With his last breath, the Shadow Dragon Chieftain finally made the hunters want to retreat.

"Roar! Roar—"

(We won again! Let's rest for a bit—)

No dragon responded to it. It slowly turned around and found that it was the only one left among the shadowy dragons still flying in the sky.

"Roar?"

(Where did everyone go?)

"Roar!"

(There were so many dragons yesterday!)

"..."

"......"

Circling helplessly in the sky, after a long while, the Shadow Dragon leader let out a dejected low growl.

Everyone is gone.

I'm all alone now.

It failed.

Re-entering the torrent of history, he, a loser, failed to make the slightest ripple.

Eva successfully changed the fate of the little black boy, so why did she fail?

Did I do something wrong?

Should they have led their tribe to a new place to recuperate and rebuild their lives from the very beginning, instead of completely abandoning the Grand Canyon?

Or perhaps I shouldn't have started a second war so quickly?

The Shadow Dragon leader was so confused that it failed to notice the growing number of shadow creatures gathering there.

When it came to its senses, it found itself surrounded.

Fly away now, those guys on the ground can't do anything to you.

But what happens after that?

It will get tired eventually, and one day it will fall to the ground!

At this moment, the last shadow dragon in the shadow world had an epiphany.