You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

After finishing his story, Yan Zhilong paused, but seeing that Yizhi was still staring at him intently, he continued speaking as if possessed.

"That's how it is... It's already very difficult for ordinary dragons to reproduce, but dragons that have evolved to my level can be considered to have broken away from the conventional life form. Each one is an individual independent of the race, and it is almost impossible for them to reproduce!"

Of course, for high-ranking dragons who are nearly immortal, offspring are not a necessity... But I am different. I have long hoped to raise my own children, but no matter how I try, it has been unsuccessful.

"Could they really help you?" Iori found it unbelievable. Could the Diablos Order really cure infertility? These are dragons, after all!

"They possess a large number of ancient artifacts and ancient research facilities, including a technology that can bypass the normal reproductive process and directly use my magic and bloodline to create offspring... Although there is a chance of failure, they have promised to help me until they succeed!"

"Oh? That sounds really good."

Iori nodded, then abruptly changed the subject.

"So, Flame Dragon, what is the price?"

Chapter 207: My Kingly Power! (4K)

Yan Zhilong thought this was a good deal.

One day, a group of humans approached it, hoping that the Flame Dragon would use its abilities to do them a favor, and in return, they would grant the Flame Dragon one wish.

The Flame Dragon originally didn't intend to pay attention to these people, because procreation was a problem that higher dragon races had been unable to solve for thousands of years, and it didn't think that a group of weak humans could do it.

However, to everyone's surprise, after hearing about this request, the group came back half a month later and actually came up with a solution!

Right before the Flame Dragon's eyes, they used their technology to create a fully formed embryo with the same bloodline aura as a certain magical beast!

They proposed a deal: if the Flame Dragon would lend a hand, they would allow the most skilled scholar in the field to personally perform the procedure, fulfilling the Flame Dragon's wish to have offspring.

This undoubtedly impressed it, leading to an agreement with the mysterious organization, and what it had to do was actually quite simple:

A mysterious organization has been searching for powerful ancient artifacts. Recently, they found a clue to a treasure in historical documents, which points to a swamp.

The swamp itself is a harsh environment, teeming with magical beasts, making exploration extremely difficult. Although there are ways to solve this, the ancient relic is no different from a dead object when it is not activated, and no one knows exactly where it is buried under the mud.

There is only one way to find it accurately, and that is to take advantage of the characteristics of this ancient artifact—it reacts to extremely high ambient temperatures.

Therefore, the mysterious organization wanted the Flame Dragon, who stood at the pinnacle of monsters, to help them use its almost limitless magical power to explore the entire swamp.

It is impossible for humans to control magic to leave their bodies and sweep across the land, but it is different for dragons. The fire dragon only needs to spend a little more time to do it, so it readily agreed.

After all, this is a win-win collaboration no matter how you look at it!

Encountering Iori and Beatrice during this process was unexpected, but fortunately, neither of them were the type to meddle. Especially Iori; Flame Dragon originally thought he would delve deeper into things, but unexpectedly, after understanding the situation, he politely stopped and didn't ask any more questions.

Afterwards, Iori and the other person chatted casually with the Flame Dragon, and when the time was right, they said goodbye and left.

Long afterward, Yan Zhilong still couldn't recover, feeling that today's experience was more memorable than the past ten, one hundred, or even five hundred years.

It's likely that even after another thousand years, it won't encounter another human as powerful and unique as Iori.

Moreover, despite having the superior strength and even possessing a demonic sword that could pose a fatal threat to it, Iori's attitude was not overly arrogant. Even when she spoke sarcastically, it was out of honesty... which made the Flame Dragon feel exceptionally refreshed.

What an interesting little rascal...

Make sure to remember the name "Aizen Iori" that the human boy specifically gave him, and Flame Dragon composed himself and began exploring the swamp again.

The thought of the mysterious organization with which it had made a pact made it even happier.

The long-cherished wish of many years is about to be fulfilled. Although humanity as a whole is weak, there are many remarkable individuals among them!

Two more days and two nights passed. The Flame Dragon had already completed its exploration of most of the swamp and was now cleaning up some of the nooks and crannies when it sensed unusual magical fluctuations.

Once it found the location and ruled out the possibility of monster activity, it realized it was close to its target and was overjoyed!

Inspired by the excitement, the noble dragon itself began digging, and sure enough, it discovered a rather large mechanical device underground. Judging from the intricate patterns on its surface, it was clear that it came from an ancient civilization that had long since perished.

"Roar!!!"

With a long roar, the Flame Dragon eagerly activated the magical artifact left behind by the mysterious organization, releasing the pre-arranged signal.

Just half a day later, a group of mysterious people dressed in white robes with gold and silver thread embroidery along the edges, looking noble and formal, arrived and successfully joined forces with the Flame Dragon.

"Oh, great Flame Dragon, you actually found the legendary Crown of Thorns and completed your pact with us!"

The mysterious leader praised the Flame Dragon in an aria-like tone, causing it to proudly raise its head slightly, stand with its arms crossed on the ground, and accept the worship of these insignificant humans.

"Is 'Crown of Thorns' the name of this ancient artifact?"

The dragon asked arrogantly, "For you to go to such great lengths to search for it, it must be something extraordinary, right?"

"You are quite right."

The leader was dressed more lavishly than the others, and held a magic wand carved entirely from crystal, resembling a work of art.

He glanced at the ancient artifact that had been mostly exposed in the pit. Its shape was quite strange, consisting of ten long horns like antennas protruding from a circular platform, with many complex and incomprehensible magical symbols and spells engraved on its surface.

Now that it has absorbed the magic power of the Flame Dragon, each of its long horns is divided into several sections from top to bottom and rotates slowly. What's amazing is that no matter how it rotates, the magic runes on it can be perfectly connected together, presenting a variety of different changes.

Because it emits a magical glow, staring at it for a long time can easily cause dizziness.

"This is an ancient relic that can change the world. It is said that when it is filled with magic, it can directly control the celestial phenomena, making a region have good weather and abundant harvests... or causing drought for years."

"Oh, for humans, it's really impressive to be able to do something like that."

Although Yan Zhilong said this, he didn't really believe it.

Controlling the weather sounds impressive, but almost every high-ranking dragon can do it indirectly. For example, it turned a desert into a swamp with minimal effort. An ice dragon could probably turn it into permafrost as well.

Ultimately, the higher dragon races are already able to break away from their clans and natural environment, and move freely in the world as independent individuals. Even celestial phenomena cannot bind them, so they are quite disdainful of this ancient artifact.

Of course, it also knew that this thing was definitely very important to human nations, and could even be regarded as a national treasure, so it could understand why the mysterious organization was so excited.

"Then, as agreed, you will take the ancient artifacts, and in exchange, you will use that amazing technology to raise my offspring!"

"Of course! We will definitely keep our promise, so please be patient~"

The leader seemed a little nervous and quickly explained to avoid being misunderstood by the Flame Dragon.

The Flame Dragon nodded in satisfaction, spewing two streams of fire from its nostrils, urging everyone to hurry up and get moving—this was its normal way of interacting with mortals, and not everyone could receive the same treatment as Iori.

The leader hurriedly led a group of people down into the pit to begin excavating the ancient relic, which was as big as a room. After finally digging it out as a whole, they were worried about damaging it when moving it, so they placed logs on the ground, applied grease, tied ropes to the relic, and installed a winch. With the help of the magic swordsmen, they slowly moved the big iron block away.

The Flame Dragon was quite impatient with this process. It couldn't wait to nurture the young dragon, so it simply suppressed the flames on its body, bent down its body which was several stories high, and placed its dragon claws on the ancient artifact, actually intending to move it itself.

"Ah this?"

The leader was taken aback; Yan Zhilong's actions were unexpected. However, he quickly realized that this was a golden opportunity that would save him a lot of trouble.

“Your noble and benevolent Dragon King, we thank you from the bottom of our hearts… Without your help, our research would never have made such great progress.”

"Hmph! It's just a matter of each getting what they want. I'm not interested in your research, as long as it fulfills my wish."

"No... I really should thank you properly."

The leader removed his hood, revealing a withered, thin old man's face that was strangely devoid of wrinkles.

He stood on the ancient relic, gave the Flame Dragon a mysterious smile, and then took two steps to the center of the platform and inserted the crystal staff in his hand into it—there was a hole that corresponded perfectly to it!

Just as the Flame Dragon was wondering what was going on, the ten long horns on the platform emitted a strong light and converged at the top of the crystal staff in the center.

Something is wrong!

Alarm bells rang in Yan Zhilong's mind, and he hurriedly released his grip and retreated. But it was too late. A dazzling white light emanated from the crystal staff, instantly enveloping Yan Zhilong's entire body!

"Roar!"

The roar was earth-shattering. The Flame Dragon felt its body covered by strange fluctuations, as if it were submerged in water. Although it did not know what it was, it was only natural to keep its distance from anything of unknown origin.

We were outsmarted by humans!

The Fiery Dragon was both shocked and enraged. It flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind, and golden magic flowed across its four wings—

hum!

The golden light suddenly dimmed, and Yan Zhilong felt his magic power drain out of his body. In its place, the white light covering him became even stronger, and the feeling of being bound by the light became more and more obvious.

"What have you done, humans?!"

The Fiery Dragon swung its claws, attempting to destroy the strange machine using physical means—

"Well!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as it raised its arms, a series of white symbols suddenly appeared on its wrists and neck, forming a collar made of words after circling around.

Deng!

Despite the absence of chains, the Flame Dragon's body seemed to be held back by an invisible force, unable to escape the range of the white light.

"W-What is this?! Ahhh!"

The runes emitted wisps of black smoke from the dragon scales, and the Flame Dragon immediately felt a piercing pain that seemed to reach its very soul, which it could not resist at all!

"Impossible! Merely human magic—"

"Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha!"

"Hehehe~"

"What are you laughing at?!" The ear-piercing laughter made the Flame Dragon even more enraged. "What are you laughing at?!"

"I'm laughing at you, you idiot, you're so stupid... When I received this task, I thought it was impossible to complete, but I didn't expect you to be so cooperative."

This ancient artifact was buried in this swamp by us to capture a high-ranking dragon... The organization tested all known dragons, and you were the only one who fell for it so easily!

Let me be blunt: the effect of ancient relics is actually to absorb and analyze the magic of a specific object, and then release the opposite magic to neutralize it.

"Thanks to your prolonged release of magic into this swamp, it has thoroughly analyzed your attributes and has now successfully captured you... The more magic you create, the more it absorbs."

The gaunt old man stroked his sparse, long beard. Seeing the Flame Dragon still struggling, he sneered disdainfully: "Don't waste your energy. Even the legendary demon Diablo couldn't break free from the spell on you. Although you have almost limitless magic power, you've already been cursed beforehand. Even if your power were several times stronger, you wouldn't be able to break free!"

"Curse magic? Impossible! A dragon's body can never be affected by mere curse magic! I have never been attacked by curse magic either!"

"Of course you wouldn't think that's an attack~"

Yan Zhilong's words made the old man and the many mysterious people laugh even more happily: "The curse was secretly injected into your body when we extracted the genetic factors, that is, the so-called bloodline power, from your body!"

You idiot, all you think about is your offspring! Your attention was completely focused on that cheap clone—of course you didn't notice!

"Roar!"

Golden flames erupted from the dragon's eyes, clearly indicating its extreme rage. However, the white light suddenly surged, extinguishing the golden light in its eyes, and it suddenly felt a wave of powerlessness.

"From the very beginning, was I the target? ... It seems I was really too careless. I shouldn't have told others about my obsession. Is this what you humans call a 'weak point'?"

However, if you think that this is enough to suppress a dragon that has lived through countless years, you are sorely mistaken!

Roar! ! ! "

The roar of the wind and waves resounded through the heavens and earth, and the huge waves seemed to even stir up the clouds on the horizon.

Even though they were confident, the mysterious group of people led by the gaunt old man—the members of the Diablos Order—couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

It's like observing a tiger through an iron cage; even if you're confident you won't get hurt, you'll still be terrified.

hum!

hum!

hum!

Pure and beautiful golden light shone from the four wings, eyes, and chest of the Fiery Dragon—a magical power of extremely high concentration, almost materialized.

The white light suddenly intensified, and the golden light on the Flame Dragon weakened—then suddenly became bright again!

The gaunt old man was horrified: "A battle of magical power? What an outrageous tactic... Don't even think about it!"

Ancient relics, though wondrous, are not omnipotent and still have their limits. The Flame Dragon was convinced that its maximum output could break through the limits of the ancient relics, even though this would certainly weaken it to the point of near death. But it was willing to fight to the death with the mysterious people rather than admit defeat!

The cult naturally couldn't let it break through the white light, so the withered old man immediately strengthened the effects of the spells on the Flame Dragon's body, and the stubborn king of demons immediately let out cries of pain.

"Give up! We brought with us an ancient artifact that can pierce dragon scales. If you refuse to cooperate, we will have no choice but to kill you here."

For us, living subjects are naturally the best, but dead ones are just as valuable!

"Roar!!!"

"Tch! Untamed!"

The old man pulled a bottle of bright red potion from his robes; even the edges were inlaid with gold, making it instantly recognizable as extremely precious: "I'll use this power from the demon king of another world—"

Just as he was about to use the prop, he suddenly felt a lightness in his hand and involuntarily lifted it a few inches.

"Ok?"