Chapter 32 - Three Little Tyrants

Roar!

A dragon's roar sounded, and the entire rainforest was thrown into chaos.

Countless demonic beasts that were hidden in unknown places rushed out, making a mess.

Some desperately climbed up the vines, wanting to climb to the treetops.

Some desperately jumped down from the trees, wanting to drill underground.

Those swimming in the water thought it was safe on land, while those on land wanted to hide in the water.

Those with grudges could not take revenge when they met, and those with grudges could not complain when they met. Everyone was desperately trying to find a place that they thought was safe, so that they could avoid this little tyrant of the rainforest.

This was the happiest time for all the poisonous insects in the rainforest.

Usually, these demon beasts were very smart and fast.

Poisonous insects rarely had the chance to bite them.

On the contrary, these demon beasts usually liked to use poisonous insects as an excuse. In the rainforest, most of the time, the demon beasts still had the upper hand.

Only when the little tyrant king went out on patrol, did these poisonous insects have the chance to take revenge.

When the demon beasts heard the dragon's roar, it was like a child playing games in an internet cafe suddenly seeing its own father.

Each and every one of them dared to go to run to any dangerous place.

They completely disregarded their heads and buttocks.

The poisonous insects took this opportunity to show themselves and bite everyone they saw.

As the saying went, 'you eat me all your life, and I'll eat you once'.

Many demon beasts had not even seen Little Overlord before they died under the poisonous insects' fangs.

The dragon's roar sounded three times in a row, and the entire rainforest was completely silent.

The Little Overlord was finally satisfied. He shook his head and crawled out from the underground cave where he was hiding.

His body was covered in azure-blue scales that sparkled under the sun like dark blue crystals. There was a strong and mighty dragon head attached to his three thick and long necks.

His domineering wings, sharp dragon claws, and fangs were exposed.

Every time the Little Overlord passed by the surface of the water, he would be mesmerized by his own handsomeness.

How could there be such a handsome dragon in the world?!

There was only one such handsome dragon in the world other than me.

This was a rare three-headed water elemental sea dragon. Its father was the mount of the previous leader of the demonic sect, and he was an elder of the demonic sect.

It was also the Crown Prince of the demonic sect.

This rainforest was the breeding ground of the demonic sect for venomous insects and demonic beasts.

All the venomous demonic beasts captured from the Hundred Thousand Mountains would be placed here and raised together.

As the density of the venomous insects was too high, even if the demon sect disciples kept feeding on them, they would still inevitably eat each other.

This resulted in the venomous insects becoming more and more toxic.

Even the people of the demon sect were very afraid of them.

The only one who could freely enter and exit the entire rainforest and not be afraid of venomous insects and demonic beasts was the little overlord, who had the blue-winged three-headed sea dragon bloodline.

Therefore, the little overlord rejected the demon lord's invitation and took the initiative to move into the rainforest to live.

He was not as stupid as his father.

Being a free and unfettered local emperor was much better than being someone else's mount.

The Little Overlord began his routine inspection of the undercarriage.

As expected, many demon beasts were bitten to death by poisonous bugs while they were escaping from him.

They did not even need to hunt by themselves.

As long as they roared a few times before going out, the prey would come to them.

The Little Overlord happily picked up a fat toad and carefully shook off the poisonous bugs that were biting on it. He was ready to return to the nest and slowly enjoy it.

This kind of toad was half squat and its stomach was full of thick liquid.

After one bite, the feeling of the liquid exploding was too wonderful.

This was one of the Little Overlord's favorite foods. Every time he found one, he had to bring it back to the nest.

Otherwise, it would be snatched away by others.

At this time, people appeared in front of him one by one, causing the Little Overlord to be highly vigilant.

"Gulp..."

The Little Overlord puffed up his neck and let out a series of roars.

Cats and dogs would protect their food when they ate, let alone dragons.

This was especially so when they had just found their favorite food. When they saw someone appear, their subconscious reaction was to think that Alan was here to snatch the food.

The Little Overlord used its sharp dragon claws to dig a divine pit in the ground.

Its eyes narrowed dangerously and it began to take half a step back with common sense.

It was not because it was afraid.

It was because it had just gathered three toads in the nest.

Due to the three heads, the Little Overlord had to prepare three portions of food every time he ate.

He enjoyed it three times more eating together with the three heads.

If only one head had food and the other heads could not taste the food, the three heads would fight because of disagreements.

They would not stop until the boss was separated again.

In front of the food, everything was illusory.

Although he was not afraid of Alan, the Little Overlord still chose to retreat temporarily.

After he returned to enjoy the delicacies, it was not too late to come out and teach him a lesson.

"So it's you, chef. It's really fate."

Alan sensed that a level 7 demon beast had moved out and rushed over excitedly. He did not expect it to be another sea dragon.

It was 70-80% similar to the three-headed blue-winged sea dragons from before.

It was just that its size was smaller, its aura was weaker, and its color was lighter.

However, no matter what, it was the same species.

It did not make sense that a great dragon was so good at barbequing. It would not be good if it was small.

In Alan's eyes, the three-headed dragon was already on par with the chef.

When he saw the Little Overlord, he was very happy. He waved his arms and came over.

"Roar!

"Don't come over, I'm very fierce!"

The Little Overlord bared his teeth and roared. His three heads were raised high, and his wings spread open to create a gust of strong wind. The warning was very obvious.

Although the toad weighed half a ton, it only relied on its poison to gain a place.

It was very fragile.

Once it was injured in battle, even if it only made a small cut, more than half of the thick liquid in its body would be lost.

This way, he would not be able to explode, and the flavor would be reduced by 80% .

The Little Overlord treasured this delicious meal very much. Before he finished enjoying it, he did not want to have a conflict with Alan.

"I know, I know.

"I'm not an outsider. I'm very familiar with your father.

"Here!"

Alan raised both of his hands to show that he was not hostile. Then, he took out the broken horn of the three-headed blue-winged sea dragons from his storage ring and threw it over.

"What did you do to my father?"

The Little Overlord felt the familiar aura on the broken horn and instantly widened his eyes.

How could this be possible?

Dragon horns were the pride of the Dragon Race.

Unless their heads were cut off, the Dragon Race would never abandon their dragon horns.

In the entire nine regions, who did not know that dragon horns were good materials for refining artifacts?

However, how many people could actually get their hands on dragon horns?

His father was a peak level eight demonic beast, and even the old demon lord could not subdue him by force. He was only reluctantly agreed to be his mount under the temptation of delicious food.

When he was young, his father was very proud whenever he talked about that period of history.

Now, this person in front of him actually took out his father's dragon horn.

From the fracture, it was forcibly cut off.

Could it be that his father was dead?

How was this possible?!

The Little Overlord's six pupils contracted violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.