A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“But, um... I did come here to suppress you,” Zhi Ming said, shaking his head.

He also wanted a peaceful cave to live in, which is why he cooperated with Nicholas.

In order to get a proper rest, He had to be more active during this mission.

"Then there's no point in saying more," Fu Qing said, and then took to the air.

Although the physical space is limited, Fu Qing can fly to a height of at least nearly a thousand meters.

Gaining air superiority is also one of the ways dragons fight other enemies.

“Hmm…you flew too high,” Zhiming said slowly.

The next moment, Fu Qing, high in the sky, fell vertically as if weighed down by a heavy object, and finally crashed heavily to the ground.

"..." Fu Qing felt the weight that was completely disproportionate to his body size and looked at Zhi Ming solemnly.

He could barely move freely, let alone fly.

"Weight" is the concept that Zhiming grasps.

The term "weight" can be interpreted in many ways, but Zhiming uses the physical meaning of weight most often.

The next second, the seemingly clumsy Zhi Ming approached Fu Qing with an eerie speed, preparing to kick the small-sized Azure Dragon.

"Weight" can become heavier, and of course it can become lighter.

Without changing its own strength, the explosive power brought about by the reduction in mass is unimaginable.

Zhi Ming's speed was so fast that Fu Qing was caught off guard, let alone able to react.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" But as the sound, like a video rewinding, rang out, Zhi Ming's body returned to its original position, and Fu Qing also returned to the air for some reason.

If a certain action is defined as a segment that can be continuously looped, then Fu Qing's power can make the other party return to the beginning of that action.

If the opponent is a weakling, or even a Black Iron type, He can make the opponent repeat that action over and over again.

Like a person in a video, constantly being played on a loop, losing their freedom.

Of course, Zhiming cannot be treated like that, but it is still possible to return Him to His initial state.

“Killing intent…” Fu Qing said.

"Hmm...killing intent...you have that too, don't you?" Zhi Ming said casually, then stomped his foot heavily on the ground.

The voice was slow and leisurely, without any hint of anger, but the ground shook several times from the force of the impact.

This indicates that Zhiming is also angry.

Zhi Ming increased Fu Qing's weight again, and the other man was once again forced to the ground in a sorry state, struggling to get up.

This time, Fu Qing himself wasn't so heavy that he couldn't move, but Zhi Ming seemed determined not to let him fly up.

Fu Qing stood up and looked angrily at Zhi Ming. He was now... less like a dragon and more like a snake, being humiliated and pressed to the ground.

"Hmm... if you fly, I can't hit you," Zhi Ming said. The battle between the giant tortoise and the dragon unfolded in a fantastical space.

No matter how large the scale of this battle, it will not affect other places.

However, it wasn't just Fu Qing who was sealed off; the other dragons were also locked in their own separate spaces.

Each slit is big enough to hold several dragons; using them for solitary confinement is already quite generous.

Of course, Nicol Bolas's initial target was not those young dragons.

Those young dragons were far less experienced than Fu Qing and La Dongka, and it would take them quite a while to break away.

This spell is enough to buy time.

Then, Radonka is mentioned here, yes, that ferocious-looking dragon.

Besides Fu Qing, Nicholas also paid special attention to Ladonka.

If the battle-hardened, elderly dragon were released, the Eastern Continent would be destroyed in an instant.

Although Fu Qing was in charge of this operation and La Dongka did not appear very active, his presence could not be ignored.

Today, Ladonka finds herself in the narrow crevice of this fantasy.

Ladonka was already being careful enough, even observing from the sidelines for a while at first, but she still ended up getting caught up in Nicol Bolas's magic.

Although He looked down on Nicol Bolas, who studied magic, He was indeed trapped by what He despised.

The terrain here is completely different from where Zhiming and Fuqing are.

The ground here is not barren; on the contrary, it is full of life.

Lush green grass and tall trees.

You can hear birdsong even though you can't see any birds flying.

The warm sunlight shines on this forest, exuding the charm of nature.

"Boom!!!" But Ladonka had no time to appreciate the natural scenery. He swept his dragon tail around, knocking away the surrounding trees and clearing a space for himself.

Looking at the empty ground, now covered only with grass, Ladonka pondered for a moment.

The tree flew to a "boundary" and was stopped.

"Hmph, do you expect me to waste my time cracking this (Dragon language)?" Radonka roared in dissatisfaction.

This slit may seem complicated, but the way to break through it is actually surprisingly simple.

Of course, this simplicity applies to silver-grade silver.

Nicol Bolas's Phantom Slit is somewhat unsolvable for lower species.

Ladonka raised his dragon head and looked up at the sky.

There is a sun above, but at the same time, countless stars are scattered around.

Not only that, all the trees he swept away were fruit trees.

Those fruit trees, just like the ones in Fu Qing's courtyard, bore fruit that shone with the brilliance of stars.

What exactly is the brilliance of the stars? You only need to look up at the stars at night to find out.

Dazzling yet not blinding, dreamy yet not glaring.

The fruit was scattered on the ground, many of it crushed and ruined.

When these fruits split open, you can see that they are actually not much different from pears inside, but it is unclear whether they taste the same.

Anyway, Ladonka had no interest in tasting these rotten fruits.

Who would be in the mood to taste these fruits under such circumstances?

No, unless that guy has a screw loose.

Just as He was about to spread His wings and fly into the sky to take a good look at the whole forest, His movements were stopped by an unexpected sound.

In Ladonka's perception, this space should be devoid of any living beings other than plants.

However, He did just hear the sound of a pear being bitten.

The sound was very soft, but Ladonka, who was very focused, noticed it instantly.

He folded his outstretched dragon wings and lowered his raised dragon head a short distance.

Ladonka's gaze drifted diagonally downwards.

A person stood on the grass that he had cleared clean.

Yes, a human of the Dark Iron race.

He could assert that the creature before him was nothing but a human being.

However, until this moment, He had never noticed the tiny human below Him.

It was as if it appeared out of thin air.

Thinking of this, He not only narrowed His eyes, but also did not rush to leave. He simply observed the other party silently.

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Bray was holding a piece of fruit that had just fallen to the ground; it looked like it had been bitten.

The fruit glows and has beautiful patterns, giving the illusion that it is truly a star.

Because it was so unique, Bray couldn't resist picking a relatively clean one that wasn't crushed and taking a bite.

Having been an adventurer for so long, Bray was rather casual about many things; for example, he simply wiped the fruit clean and ate it.

It was a bit unhygienic, but at that moment, Bray's curiosity outweighed any concern for hygiene.

"The sweetness is quite subtle," Bray mumbled, staring blankly at the dragon fruit in front of him, chewing on some pulp.

It smells very good, but it's not very sweet. It's a bit like a combination of pear, cantaloupe, and passion fruit.

This metaphor seems a bit strange, doesn't it?

Well, that's all the description Bray could come up with for the fruit in his hand.

Speaking of which, if we can't find any stars, it wouldn't be bad to give these fruits to Naruko as stars.

Anyway, Naruko is an idiot, she definitely wouldn't be able to tell the difference between these things.

While lost in thought, Bray quietly gazed at the dragon.

His right eye remained completely still, as calm as if he were looking at a statue.

However, what stood before him was not a statue, but a living, breathing dragon.

He was dumped in this wretched place by Nicol Bolas beforehand and told that he was going to fight a warlike dragon.

Most importantly, Nicol Bolas reminded Bray that "you might not be able to beat him," which put Bray in a dilemma.

Knowing full well that he might not be able to win, why throw him over here? What kind of logic is that?

That makes sense, though, dragons can fly, while Bray can't.

If a fight breaks out, putting everything else aside, just figuring out how to get yourself to the same level as the opponent would be very difficult.

However, despite thinking this way, Bray felt no resentment, dissatisfaction, or fear whatsoever.

There were no other emotions whatsoever.

If you insist that it's impossible for a person to be without emotions and desires, then Bray's only feeling right now is—"The fruit in my hand tastes good."

"Humans?" Ladonka asked.

For Him, the other party had to answer this question because He was the one who asked it.

“Yes, a proper human being.” Bray didn’t know what the other person was thinking, but answered directly.

But to be honest, he occasionally hears lines like "Damn humans" or "mere humans".

The Dark Iron race has many other races, so it's impossible for them to always mention humans. It's just that he himself is human, so he hears this kind of line more often.

"Aren't you really going to try this fruit?" Bray said abruptly, pointing to the fruit in his hand.

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P.S.: I'm working overtime =A=, so this is just a single update today. Apple needs to work on tomorrow's double update.

Ladonka was shocked.

Yes, the dragon was startled.

He had considered many possible answers from humans, but he never expected that they would ask him if he wanted a bite of fruit.

"Is this how you try to gain my favor, you pathetic human?" Ladonka said in a deep voice, feeling like he had been played.

He also knows the Common Language, but rarely uses it.

However, it was obvious that the humans in front of him could not understand dragon language, and if he wanted them to understand him, he could only use the common language.

“Uh…” Bray was speechless.

Was his gesture of inviting the other party to taste the fruit a form of flattery towards the dragon?

It seems I can't do that anymore.

Silver-blooded people's thought processes are just different from normal people's. Bray could only feel regret and sigh.

He has no way to interfere with other people's thoughts.

The only thing he can do is not to define his own thoughts, rather than to try to change other people's thoughts.