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A wild roar erupted from his mouth, and his ferocious head suddenly swung back, then bit down on the golden dragon's neck.

Alan quickly withdrew his claws to block, his golden toe bones colliding fiercely with Thor's massive fangs. Sparks flew everywhere along with shattered golden scales, and both were thrown back by the impact.

With greater strength and superior physical attributes, Thor managed to stabilize himself even though he was slightly smaller in stature.

His broad wings suddenly folded together, and the sharp blades at the edges, like axes, swept across the sky, slicing towards the golden dragon's body.

Alan quickly rolled rapidly in the air, narrowly dodging the attack, and then opened his mouth to exhale a dazzling purifying breath.

Facing the oncoming golden flames, Thor neither dodged nor avoided them. The blackish-red flames, as viscous as oil, rolled and tumbled against his scales. He swooped down, defying the golden dragon's breath, his two front claws gripping her shoulder blades tightly, the tips piercing the force field and embedding themselves deeply into her scales.

The two giant dragons tumbled and crashed together in mid-air, plummeting from the top of the clouds. Their claws tore wildly, their fangs snapped at each other, shattered scales flew everywhere, and blood and flames mingled and scattered across the sky.

The remaining Celestial Servant transformed into a streak of light and charged from afar, brandishing his greatsword and launching a series of slashes at Thor's back.

However, Thor paid no attention to this, focusing all his attention on the golden dragon in front of him, letting the dragon leave shallow, crisscrossing marks on his back and wings, but it was never able to completely tear through the tough scales.

The difference in strength and physique quickly put Alan at a disadvantage in this close combat.

But she didn't panic. She kicked Thor hard in the abdomen with both legs and used the recoil to break free from his grip. However, she was left with two gruesome scars on her body.

She seemed to feel no pain at all, and suddenly lowered her head, causing the dragon horns on her head to turn into golden spears, piercing straight for Thor's right eye.

Thor's lightning-fast reflexes allowed him to turn his head away in time, the tip of his horn grazing the iron scales near his eye socket, sending up a trail of hot sparks.

In the next instant, the two giant dragons soared into the air once more, their wings flapping and creating scorching winds as they unleashed a torrent of breath.

The two enormous pillars of fire collided with a deafening roar.

Violent explosions rang out one after another, and black, red, and golden flames exploded like fireworks.

The dense embers trailed long streaks of light as they slowly descended from the sky. A goblin watching from a distance looked up in disbelief, only to see a golden radiance before a bowl-sized scar appeared on its head.

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Attack! Attack! Attack again!

Relying on his tough scales, Thor ignored all incoming attacks and simply unleashed a destructive torrent upon his opponent.

As the battle continued, Alan's physical strength and magic power were rapidly depleted, but the red dragon opposite him seemed to have inexhaustible energy and even became more and more ferocious.

She felt that each of the opponent's attacks was getting heavier and heavier, making it increasingly difficult to defend against.

In a sudden moment, her body went limp, and her head throbbed with pain from the excessive depletion of her magic.

Her thoughts were momentarily confused, and her movements slowed down for a instant. By the time she came to her senses, a massive tail blade, resembling a giant ship-slaying sword, was already slashing towards her.

Chapter 164 Baseness is the passport of the wicked

"Be careful!!!"

clang!!!!

At the critical moment, a white streak of light shot out from the side, holding a broad greatsword and steadily blocking Alan's path.

Thor's swung tail blade collided violently with the greatsword in the Seraphim's hand, a scene resembling a heavy cleaver striking a thin paper cutter.

The black and red dragon fire, as if alive, frantically devoured the purifying flames on the surface of the greatsword, while the hard alloy forged from various precious ores was brutally grinding the blade of the greatsword.

A crisp snapping sound rang out suddenly, and half of the broken sword tip flew out, along with half of the body of the Blazing God Servant.

This was undoubtedly a fatal blow; his mangled body began to rapidly disintegrate, and the golden light scattered like broken gold dust. In his final moments, he turned sharply and shouted to Alan with his last breath.

"Retreat, Your Highness! Preserve your life, seek out more like-minded individuals, and await a brighter future!"

The echo dissipated in the air, and the golden dragon suddenly leaped up and instantly appeared in the distance.

The magic power, which was already on the verge of depletion, was almost completely exhausted after this leap. A throbbing pain shot through his head, as if countless tiny needles were pricking him at the same time.

Before she could grieve for the fall of her two companions' avatars, she immediately opened her mouth, and a long scroll came out.

On the dragon scale paper made from naturally shed scales, the intricate lines outlined with gemstone dust burst forth with light the moment they appeared, causing ripples to spread across the space like water, tearing a narrow crack in its surface.

This is a teleportation scroll that allows certain objects to pass through a spatial channel and instantly arrive at a preset location.

Just as the golden dragon was about to rush into the passage, Thor was too far away to stop it.

However, a cruel look appeared on his face as he roared at the golden dragon.

"Those human merchants brought you here, didn't they! If you dare to run away, I'll skin them alive and feed them to the gnolls!"

Alan's forward momentum abruptly halted. She jerked her head around, her eyes blazing with fury.

"You despicable wretch! You dare threaten me with the lives of ordinary people! Don't you even care about the dignity of a true dragon?"

Seeing that his words had worked, Thor immediately broke into a smug smile and said disdainfully.

"Dignity? As a defeated, homeless dog, you have no right to say such things!"

The reason you've ended up in this predicament is entirely due to your arrogance, your ridiculous and perverse sense of humor, and your lack of foresight.

When you infiltrate a caravan, you think you can use your incompetence to fight evil, but did you ever consider that this might put your adversaries in danger?

They were just there to make a normal transaction, and I wouldn't have made things difficult for them. Everything changed because of your involvement; you brought them danger. Now that you dare to run away, I will deal with those poor bastards with the cruelest methods.

If it were a golden dragon that was old enough, it would certainly not be affected by Thor's words at this moment.

But Alan is different. She is still young and has not yet experienced the trials of reality. Her belief in goodness cannot be tainted in the slightest, and she is now in complete disarray.

If she were still at her peak, she would have rushed towards Thor without hesitation to give those mortals a chance to escape.

But now that his physical strength and magical power were exhausted, the terrifying dragon's aura grew even stronger, especially since this was his territory...

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Alan slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his golden pupils were filled with determination.

Just as the evil dragon said, it was indeed her fault. She misjudged the opponent's strength, thinking it was just an ordinary teenage red dragon, and recklessly charged forward, which led to the current situation.

Since it was my own fault, I should naturally bear the consequences myself, so...

"Spare those humans! You evil dragon! Your target is me, and you look down on those ordinary mortals. Since that's the case, why not let them go?"

Even if you win this time, come and kill me! But the flame of justice will never be extinguished, and one day you will pay the price!

The dignified voice echoed in the air, pure and noble.

Thor just smiled dismissively after hearing this, and then a headache started to creep up his head.

Does he really intend to kill this golden dragon? Probably not.

"Hitting the young one will attract the old one," is no joke. If we kill the other party now, there might be a dozen metal dragons blocking the door tomorrow.

Add to that that damned voyeur Bahamut, whose gaze is fixed on every golden dragon in the world, and those golden dragons that steadfastly walk the path of goodness will receive his unreserved favor.

Thor even suspected that if he were to actually kill him right now, the Platinum Holy Light would immediately descend from the sky.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he immediately looked up alertly, glancing around to search for any suspicious canary that might appear.

If he really attracts such an old thing, with his current strength, he probably won't even be able to escape.

Although that old geezer Tiamat might lend a hand, his favors always come with a price, and the cost is never low.

On one hand, there's unreserved favoritism; on the other, there's an equivalent exchange that requires sacrificing a portion of one's own flesh. If these two old men were to be brought in, Thor would feel like he'd be at a disadvantage no matter how he looked at it.

We can't let them go, because if we do, they'll quickly gather a large number of relatives and friends to seek revenge.

You can't kill him, because if you do, the old geezer will come looking for trouble the moment you kill him.

Thus, the situation is clear: Thor has only one path to choose from: imprison the golden dragon and buy himself as much time as possible to grow stronger.

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"Little mudskipper, you seem very unwilling, feeling that I used despicable means and that my victory was not honorable?"

"Then I'll give you one more chance. Do you see those caravan members below? Each life you take will earn you a year as my servant. After that, I'll give you another opportunity to challenge me fair and square!"

A loud voice came from Thor's mouth, immediately drawing an angry glare from Alan.

"Justice will never yield, you cunning dragon! I will never be an accomplice to evil, so give up on that idea!"

This intense reaction did not surprise Thor. He did not lose his composure; instead, he revealed a confident, sinister smile.

"In other words, are you willing to give up your own life for the sake of that ridiculous, invisible and intangible distinction between good and evil in your heart?"

It seems that the so-called path of upholding goodness is nothing but a hypocrite. They shout about justice and kindness, but when it comes to their own self-esteem, they can abandon everything.

Since that's the case, then you should run away, run far away.

Don't put on that "ready to die" act in front of me. I don't want my claws stained with the blood of hypocrisy.

As soon as he finished speaking, Thor immediately called his men to surround the caravan members who remained in the canyon.

One by one, ferocious and bizarre creatures surged in from all directions, their mouths dripping with foul-smelling saliva, their crimson eyes gleaming with bloodlust.

This terrifying scene instantly terrified all the caravan members. Their hands, gripping their weapons, trembled uncontrollably, their legs went weak, and some of the more timid ones collapsed to the ground.

Fear, panic, anxiety... all sorts of emotions surged in Mark's mind, causing cold sweat to pour down his forehead and back.

The evil creatures around him drew ever closer, and time seemed to stretch out infinitely, causing him immense torment.

'Wait! Long?'

At one moment, as if a flash of inspiration struck him, he finally realized what was happening, his knees buckled, and he knelt down, pleading loudly with the golden dragon in mid-air.

"Great Golden Dragon, please save us!"

"Please save us! I don't want to die!"

"Please have mercy!"

I need to take a day off for the Lantern Festival.

I'm so sorry everyone, but the fireworks were truly beautiful.

Chapter 165 Locked by an Oath

The idea of ​​enslaving a golden dragon is virtually impossible. They possess not only unparalleled physical strength, exceptional intelligence, and unfathomable magical abilities, but also an inviolable and intense sense of self-respect.

Ordinary chains cannot restrain them at all, and ordinary magic is also difficult to be truly effective.

Even if someone manages to capture a golden dragon with extraordinary strength, what they often end up with is just a corpse that would rather die than submit, rather than a living creature that submits.

If there is anything that can bind these beautiful and powerful beings, it is probably only the path of goodness they believe in.

After all, for beings who believe in kindness and justice, these beliefs can sometimes be the driving force that propels them forward, but at the same time they can also become invisible shackles.

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The moment Mark knelt down, the other members of the caravan seemed to be jolted awake from a dream, and they all knelt down and pleaded with the golden dragon in the sky.

Each mournful cry was like an invisible chain, wrapping around Alan's heart, tightening and tightening until she felt a suffocating pressure.

The principles I once held dear inevitably began to waver at this moment. A voice seemed to whisper in my mind: Is it not a sacrifice to temporarily submit to evil for the sake of innocent lives? Is such an act not also a way of practicing the path of good that I believe in?

Intense emotions clashed and intertwined in her mind, like a difficult internal struggle. Her expression shifted constantly before finally settling on a deep sense of helplessness.

She locked her gaze into Thor's eyes with her calm, lake-like golden pupils and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"I promise you, dragon! But you must swear in Tiamat's name that you will never go back on your word and harm these humans."

At the same time, I will never do anything unjust for you; otherwise, even if it means being shattered to pieces, I will fight to the very end.

Successfully making a metal dragon, especially the golden dragon, the leader of all metal dragons, submit to him gave Thor an unprecedented sense of satisfaction for his red dragon bloodline.

A surge of immense joy welled up within me, and the blood in my veins seemed to flow faster.

A wild and unrestrained smile crept across his face, and he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"A few mere insects are not worth my special effort to deal with! And there's no need for me to use your meager strength!"