Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

He will not empathize. Mercer will destroy the beliefs of these challengers and make them feel the rules of the black dragon in front of them!

For justice?For family?Go ride a horse!The roar of the black dragon will completely destroy these beliefs and let those dragon-slaying warriors understand what they should think of most when fighting!

——Under Mercer's lowered head, his expression became more ferocious.

His body began to tremble, and the dragon-hunting arrows that fixed him to the mountain wall began to scratch his flesh.

Severe pain!It occupied Mercer's brain and seemed to swallow up all his sanity.

Mercer slowly raised his head, and the rolling lava in his vertical pupils seemed to engulf the human being in front of him.

The [ferocious aura] in his eyes passed over their bodies, and Harold, who was still smiling, stiffened.

"......Roar--"

A low roar sounded like a sigh, drowning out the cheers of the crowd, like an echo under the Nine Netherworld, and a biting chill rose from their backs.

——The bruised black dragon moved again, and the dragon-hunting arrow scratched his flesh and blood, but the black dragon ignored it, as if the body was not his own.

The sharp claws separated from the dragon-hunting arrow, and the black dragon's claws were held on both sides of the spacecraft, slowly exerting force...

creaking——

A strange sound came from the spaceship. Harold woke up as if from a dream and immediately shouted: "No! Get out of here..."

It was already too late. The spacecraft started to shake. The people standing on the bow staggered their steps and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

And the huge dragon-hunting stake was slowly pulled away from it by Mercer's strange power, revealing a huge hole.

"Roar--"

This action also caused a large amount of blood to spurt out from Mercer's mouth and wound, but it was not over yet. Mercer let out a low roar of pain, and his expression became more ferocious.

"Roar!"

The next moment, Harold and others who were closest to him saw the bulging objects in Mercer's throat. They were three sac-like organs!

The muscles around the breath organ are paralyzed, making it impossible to spit out flames. In this case, why not do the opposite, vomit out the breath organ, and use the squeezing of the throat muscles to make it spit out the liquid?

This was the craziest idea that Mercer had ever thought of, but as Harold saw it, he succeeded. Raging fire spurted out, and Mercer swallowed up the humans in front of him without reservation!

He doesn't care what the purpose of this group of people is, or what sad things they have experienced, there is only one thing he will do, punish the challengers accordingly!

"--Roar!"

The flames could not burn on the hull of the ship, but they did ignite the bodies of the humans on the ship. Mercer let out an excited roar and slammed down his giant palm, turning the humans in front of him into a pool of flesh and blood!

The domineering gaze swept over everyone's bodies, and everyone present took a step back in fear, and some even lowered their heads.

Mercer slowly climbed onto the well-made spaceship, smashed the hot air balloon that was in the way, and stood on it and roared into the sky!

The roar of the black dragon penetrated the snowy sky and echoed in the silent forest.

His eyes reflected the look of the human being not long ago, and a kind of ambition suddenly rose in his heart.

——If anyone in this world made a rule that Mercer must die, then he would overthrow all the damn rules and establish his own rules on top of it.

Chapter 59: Conquering the Direwolf Dragon

"——So, what happens after that?"

Lizi held the young baby in her arms and looked at Luo Er and others who returned dejectedly.

"The black dragon was seriously injured and left there after killing Harold, the captain and others. I'm afraid he died somewhere."

Luo Er replied with a sigh, then raised his head and looked at the baby in her arms, feeling a surge of compassion in his heart.

Such a young child lost her parents in less than a month. How should she spend the rest of her life?

"But no matter what, this matter is over." Lizi sighed and looked lovingly at the child in her arms, "So, what are your plans next?"

"Probably he will return to the floating island." Sola replied, "This incident is not a trivial matter. We will definitely call him back to the floating island. An interrogation is inevitable."

She looked into the distance, which was the direction of the damaged spacecraft.

"——However, we have to disturb you here for a few more months. The people on the floating island will send another spaceship over and take us there with that spaceship."

"Really..." Lizi stroked the baby and whispered: "Then, when the time comes, you can take this child back with you."

"I will."

Sola nodded and met Luo Er's eyes, but saw the deep reluctance in her eyes.

......

On the other side, Mercer woke up from the dark pain in his body. He opened his eyes and subconsciously sensed his surroundings.

His body was being torn apart by some creature.

My whole body was exhausted, but except for the new injuries, the blood had stopped, and the huge hole damaged by the dragon-hunting stake had even sprouted flesh.

He reluctantly stood up and growled at the surrounding beings.

As his vision gradually became clearer, he found that he was standing by the stream, surrounded by a group of half-wolf, half-lizard creatures with blood-colored hair. He had seen them in a cave not long ago.

His consciousness began to wake up, and Mercer recalled why he was here - after killing the human "leader", he would faint from exhaustion the next moment, so he hurriedly left there, but he still couldn't hold on in the middle. Stopped and fell down in mid-air.

Apparently, he fell into the river and finally washed down here.

As the body's senses recovered, Mercer felt a strong sense of hunger in the next moment, and saliva dripped from his mouth uncontrollably.

"Roar......"

Mercer reluctantly raised his head and stared at the group of creatures in front of him.

"Wolfdogs," Mercer decided to call them.

Although they were very different from the wolf-dogs of the previous life, in Mercer's eyes, their grinning appearance did look like a combination of wolf and dog.

call--

Mercer didn't know how long he had been in a coma. Anyway, his breath organ had fully recovered. A trace of fire flashed in his mouth, and a fierce look appeared in Mercer's eyes.

He began to confront the group of wolf dogs. Logically speaking, his weak body should not be consumed by the enemy, but through observation, Mercer discovered that the situation of these guys was not much better than his own.

They have been hungry for too long, and it is not known how this group of wolf dogs survived the forest fire, but since Mercer last saw them, there have been a few wolf dogs missing.

"Aww—"

As expected, they were the first ones to lose their patience. The pack of wolf-dogs roared, opened their mouths and pounced on them.

Mercer, who was well prepared, opened his mouth and spit out flames, igniting their hair.

Perhaps their brains were completely occupied by hunger. They completely lost the tactics between wild beasts and just rushed forward. Naturally, they were burned miserably.

Mercer squinted his eyes and looked at one of the strongest wolfdogs. He rushed forward and pressed it to the ground. He stared closely at its muscles and saliva dripped from his mouth.

The leader of the wolfdog opened his eyes wide, met Mercer's gaze, and suddenly began to struggle violently.

Perhaps it remembered its encounter in the cave not long ago. Huge creatures appeared in front of them, and then showed great strength and defeated them at the same time. It is difficult to forget this.

Therefore, Mercer saw that after struggling for a few times, the wolfdog suddenly showed a pleading look, as if it was showing submission.

Seeing this scene, Mercer was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused as to what was going on.

He has lived in the forest like a wild beast for four years, and he probably knows the unspoken rules, or instincts, between animals.

Logically speaking, this kind of creature with low intelligence should not show surrender when facing the sight of a predator. Instead, it will struggle more fiercely.

Vervet monkeys are not included in this list. They are highly intelligent animals and have the consciousness to surrender to the strong.But those were only very few, and Mercer didn't think anyone else would show submission to the aliens except them.

No... Mercer suddenly thought of an exception. When he faced the giant wolves outside the forest that could climb the mountain wall, they also showed such expressions.

What's the meaning?Are you an exception?

Mercer frowned, but still didn't let it go.

Suddenly, he thought of the notification sound issued by the system a long time ago:

"You use your strength to surrender the original enemy. Although the race is different, as long as you can kneel down and worship, it will be fine."

After getting that notification sound, I also got the skill [Ferocious Momentum].

To be honest, this skill of Mercer has always been a mystery. Apart from making other creatures more afraid of him, there is no change.

Until now, this thought flashed through his mind: Is it possible that the ability of ferocious momentum can make different races surrender just like the system's notification sound?

If you think about it in detail, perhaps it is the ability of this skill to make them surrender, but this skill cannot achieve permanent surrender. Whether you can control your subordinates depends on Mercer's own ability.

After thinking deeply, Mercer felt that this was very possible.

After complaining about the system's riddle-like mechanism in his mind, Mercer looked squarely at the wolfdog in front of him.

He understood that this guy was different from the long-tailed monkey. His whole body was designed for hunting. His strong yet flexible body could capture a large amount of food.

If you take it as a subordinate, it will definitely not be like the long-tailed monkeys who use fruits to make ends meet.

Although he will be hungry for a while now, the benefits will be enough for Mercer to endure.

After making up his mind, Mercer growled and pushed away the wolf-dog beneath him, and his ferocious gaze slowly swept over each of them.

The threatening sight clearly conveyed Mercer's request to them - either surrender or die.

The thinking of this group of wolf dogs is very simple. Even if the leader surrenders, they have no reason to persist.

Then, all the wolfdogs lowered their heads and expressed their surrender to Mercer.

Nodding with satisfaction, Mercer snorted, turned around and trotted over. After a few steps, he turned around and looked at them again.

The implication is obvious - let them follow.

Chapter 60: New goals

The advantage of being able to fly was demonstrated here. Mercer could look at most of the forest at any time and understand which areas were turned into charcoal and which areas were not destroyed by the sea of ​​fire.

However, this group of wolfdogs cannot fly, so they can only be trapped in the green woods, unable to find a way to life.

After running with them for a certain distance, Mercer finally brought them to the snowy woods.

But at the same time, these wolfdogs were already extremely weak.

Unlike them, Mercer also ate a little bit of dirt along the way. Although it could not replenish nutrition, it could at least make the hunger in his belly less severe.

Later, he led the wolves and dogs to find a tiger in a cave. After killing it without much effort, he finally devoured it.

But it was still useless. This big cat was less than half the size of Mercer, and it could only barely satisfy Mercer's terrifying appetite.

Not to mention, in order to supplement the physical strength of his subordinates, he only ate two-thirds of the portion, and the rest was shared by them.

So after finishing his short meal, Mercer lowered his head again and tried to communicate with them.

——Food, you bring it back.

It took Mercer a while to let them understand his thoughts, but the wolfhounds looked at each other and finally looked at Mercer.

From their eyes, Mercer saw the invitation. At the same time, this was not tentative, but a natural behavior.

It seems that in their behavior, the leader hunts with his subordinates.

But he was not of their same race, and Mercer knew that he could not accommodate them. He wanted these subordinates to know that it was not him who became their leader, but them who became his subordinates.

Mercer immediately straightened his face, let out a low growl of dissatisfaction, and glanced at them with ferocious eyes.

The original leader whined uneasily and soon gave in, so the wolfdogs took action.

They first placed a few cubs and pregnant women here, and then moved the real main force, the three wolf dogs, away from here.

And Mercer was finally able to relax for a while.

He lay on the tiger's bed, feeling the fatigue in his body.

It was really difficult to communicate with this group of wolfdogs just now. They have low intelligence and cannot understand even slightly more complicated requests.

It would be nice if there was a "translator" at this time.

For some reason, Mercer thought of the former leader of the long-tailed monkeys.

Mercer was reluctant to think about this incident, but it was no exaggeration to say that if there was such a presence among this group of wolf dogs, Mercer could relax a lot.

--wrong.

Mercer suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up.

If you use the ability of scale powder, you can easily talk to the wolves and dogs.