On the ground of ashes and flames, the huge lion's body was burning with raging golden and red flames, and its muscles were tense. It felt that it had been locked by this spell that had not yet been cast. It had no way to escape and could only force it!
Just when the power of the storm in the sky gathered and the weather turned from the scorching sun to dark and gloomy, the green dragon, who was chanting a spell, suddenly stopped casting spells, and a hint of anger flashed through her beautiful emerald pupils.
In the astonishment of the blazing lion, Kurt, a giant door of white light appeared in front of the green dragon, and she disappeared through it.
"What does this mean? Is it some conspiracy?" Kurt was a little confused, but he finally got a chance to escape from the green dragon's mouth. It didn't have time to think deeply. It moved its hooves and disappeared in a few breaths.
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The perspective changed, and after the green dragon passed through the door, she returned directly to her dragon nest territory.
Malina looked at the broken barrier and the dragon's nest palace with all the spells destroyed and screamed,
"My treasure!"
A green shadow flashed, and Malina came to the depths of the dragon's nest palace.
She immediately looked at her treasures, and when she saw them scattered on the floor, she jumped anxiously and quickly counted to see if any were missing.
After a while, Malina breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, not a single silver coin was missing.
Only then did she calm down and summon the dozen or so storm dragons that were hiding outside.
"Master," the leader of the storm dragons was in front, and a dozen ordinary storm dragons were behind, looking at Malina cautiously.
"You idiots can't even protect the dragon's nest! What's the use of you?" Malina viciously slapped the leader of the storm dragons with her dragon wings, cracking several of his scales. A little blood flowed out, but it stopped quickly.
The leader of the storm dragons was also aggrieved. It complained, "Master, the enemy is really too strong. That scary guy could make us lose most of our strength with just a look. We are just a group of small flying dragons; we can't resist at all."
"Little flying dragons?" Malina looked at their huge dragon bodies and laughed in anger.
"You idiots can't even think of a good excuse for lying. One look could make you lose more than half of your strength? That would mean he's at least at legendary strength!"
"Maybe he really is," the leader of the storm dragons said solemnly, then saw that his master wanted to slap him and became anxious instantly.
"The intruder was a weird mix of a black dragon and red dragon with dark golden scales and spikes on the scales, a terrifying weird black dragon more than thirty meters long. I didn't lie."
Malina's dragon wing froze midway, and the leader of the storm dragons opened his eyes to see his master looking serious.
"A black dragon, more than thirty meters in size?" Malina repeated.
More than a dozen storm dragons nodded wildly and expressed their affirmation.
"Didn't he use spells or some kind of magic to increase his size?" Malina asked with a frown. She had the impression that there was a black dragon nearby, but that black dragon was just an adult and was not even as big as her.
"I didn't sense any magical aura," the leader of the storm dragons replied honestly. If the terrifying black dragon had used magic, then they would at least have been able to test it a little.
"And we saw with our own eyes that it used its body to smash the barrier you placed on the dragon's nest," the leader of the storm dragons added.
No magical aura shrouding it, and it could break an advanced barrier with just its physical body? Malina's expression finally changed.
Generally, a newly adult black dragon cannot do this.
The advanced barrier she deployed was high-tier and reinforced with numerous magic props. Its defensive ability was enough to withstand multiple attacks from an ordinary master-level.
Combining the two points, Malina believed the words of her idiot dragon subordinates.
"That's not right. Why didn't the black dragon take my treasure?" A doubt flashed through Malina's mind.
Not taking her treasures, but rearranging them? Was this some kind of provocation? No, if he truly had the power, he wouldn't waste his time coming all the way here just to mess with her. Some of the older dragons really have bizarre, twisted tastes. But seriously, who breaks into an adult green dragon's lair, moves everything around, and doesn't even swipe a single gold coin?
The level of bad taste here is off the charts.
Is there really a dragon out there so weird that it's not greedy for treasure?
Next thing you know, one of them will be rearranging her hoard alphabetically.
Malina brainstormed about what was missing.
Malina felt like she had forgotten something not very important but somewhat important.
She quickly returned to the dragon's nest and came to the center of the palace.
Looking at the empty vine nest used to hatch dragon eggs, Malina was silent.
"My dragon egg..." Malina looked confused.
Logically speaking, if an evil dragon's eggs were snatched by other evil dragons, most would be happy.
This way, she wouldn't have to raise a little dragon cub. Could she be unhappy?
But Malina's situation was a bit special, or her interests were. She liked to collect dragon eggs.
Yes, those five green dragon eggs were not hers. Rather than laying eggs herself, she preferred to steal the eggs of other dragons to hatch them.
The five dragon eggs this time were stolen from the lair of an adult female green dragon. Malina was quite excited at the time, but she didn't expect to encounter such a fertile mother this time.
'Forget it. If I can steal dragon eggs again, it's better not to provoke that evil old black dragon,' Malina thought to herself. With the secret mark left on the dragon eggs, she could still find them, but after considering it, she gave up. It's not cost-effective to provoke an old, or possibly very old, black dragon for this, and if the secret mark was left deliberately without removal, maybe it was that black dragon's trap.
"Let me think about where to steal dragon eggs this time. There are quite a few white dragons in the northern ice field... But white dragon eggs... Forget it. They're still dragon eggs, after all. I'll bring a few back and try to hatch them." Malina quickly identified new targets for stealing dragon eggs.
She was already very skilled at this kind of thing.
Anyone who steals more than a dozen times will become more sophisticated, from planning to action to successfully stealing eggs and hatching them.
What to do with the hatched dragonets?
Malina usually fed these little dragons for a time, and when she grew tired of them, she sold them.
Yes, she just sold them.
But only to the same race.
The blue dragons among the Chromatic dragons welcomed the arrival of the little dragons very much. They were willing to pay a certain price to acquire the young dragons from others.
The Blue Dragon family would sign contracts with these acquired dragons, supporting their growth. Once the dragons reached a certain level of strength, they would serve the family, fight in battles, complete various tasks, and in turn repay the family.
In fact, although the red dragon is the most powerful Chromatic dragon in its age group, whether it is a metallic dragon or other intelligent life, the most hated and feared one is not the red dragon, but the second-ranked blue dragon.
Because if you provoke a blue dragon, you don't even know how many dragons are standing behind it. Generally, the members of the Blue Dragon family number at least double digits. The members of a powerful Blue Dragon family can even reach three digits. The leader of a Blue Dragon family of this size is often a legendary blue dragon.
A legendary blue dragon, plus numerous adult dragons and a large number of evil dragons from hatchlings to young dragons – this dragon nest force is enough to destroy a human empire, just like the Silver Dragons.
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In Castle Black.
I waited patiently for a long time, but no green dragon came.
"Uh, you're not coming? Or are you being held back by something?" I was a little puzzled. I was already prepared for a fierce fight, but I couldn't.
"It's probably because the dragon's nest was attacked, and the safety of the treasure is uncertain. Even if she were mating and at her peak, she would likely rush back."
Since there was a high probability that the green dragon had given up on these eggs.
I, who has the knowledge of dragon inheritance, could understand this.
If the dragon eggs are stolen by humans or other creatures, female evil dragons would naturally feel extremely angry, chasing them down all the way by scent. More extremely, if these dragon eggs couldn't be retrieved safely, the female evil dragons would destroy their eggs and the enemy who stole them.
The pride deep in their blood makes the evil dragons prefer to kill their own young rather than have them taken and enslaved by other creatures. It is a shame!
But if another dragon stole the egg, it's different. Most evil dragons would turn a blind eye to this, while some would aggressively chase the egg thief down and demand a fee for stealing.
In this case, if the egg thief offered even a single gold coin, the female dragon would leave with satisfaction.
After considering it a moment, I summoned the head maid, Sophia, and asked her to leave with the five green dragon eggs and hatch them properly.
"These are green dragon eggs. Incubation requires an environment rich in wind elements and poison elements. Find some wind-attribute magic cores and ores from the treasures, and set up a room in Castle Black to build a dragon nest for hatching dragon eggs," I babbled to Sophia and ordered, fearing that these dragon eggs would not hatch.
These are five green dragons!
Even if all that hatch are dragon beasts, as long as they obtain my void bloodline, they will regain wisdom and grow into a special true dragon without dragon inheritance.
In my case, there is not much difference between dragon beasts and true dragons. In fact, blank-minded dragon beasts are better for shaping his character, unlike those who inherit the dragon legacy and have been influenced by various evil dragon ancestors. True dragons, who are imbued with knowledge about their heritage and how evil dragons should behave, are all potential rebels. It is difficult to reshape the character of such rebels.
The most important point is that both true dragons cannot kill each other unless there are special reasons. Therefore, even if I'm very strong, a true dragon cub may be more respectful and submit to me on the surface, but in his heart, he probably does not take me seriously.
But the dragon beast is different. The Chromatic Dragon Mother will not cast her sight on the dragon beast. A true dragon will not be punished by the Chromatic Dragon Mother if I kill the dragon beast.
Therefore, the dragon beast will be even more humble. Just like Eirlys, she truly tries to please me because she knows I can kill her if I want to, so she is afraid.
That is to say, now that we have been together for a long time, Eirlys has started to show more of her playful side. However, her naughtiness is also very measured, and she will not, or dare not, cross my boundaries.
Sophia left with the five dragon eggs, a respectful look on her face.
She found a group of dragonborn maids and ordered them to take some wind-attribute and poison-attribute magic cores and crystals from their master's treasures.
Soon, the hatching dragon's nest was set up in a huge room in Castle Black.
Sophia carefully placed the five green dragon eggs inside it.
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In the southern part of the wasteland, on the border with the Principality of Kass, a war suddenly erupted.
"Kids, kill them for me!"
The dark green troll, towering seven and a half meters tall and comparable to some subspecies of giants, roared to the sky. He waved his mace, and hundreds of trolls of various types, averaging five meters in height, roared together, charging toward the distant human army.
Behind the hundreds of troll warriors, there were thousands of monster warriors, including muscular kobolds two meters tall, brawny goblins of similar height, goatmen, and bugbears with equally exaggerated physiques. These warriors were like tigers unleashed, with a burning desire for blood and battle in their eyes.
In the sky, thirty-five harpies, led by Ava Blackfeather, surveyed the human army below, their sharp eyes scanning everywhere as they searched for the spellcasters hiding among the humans.
On the other side, the human army, tens of thousands strong, was arranged in dozens of square formations. In the center, a thousand armored knights riding six-legged giant horses looked at the approaching monster army with indifferent expressions.
The general leading the human army, Dalton, a master warrior, looked at the monster army in the distance. At a certain moment, he gently waved his hand, and a senior soldier beside him immediately blew the horn of attack.
"Bring me the blood of these vile creatures!"
The five front military formations advanced firmly, holding up shining metal spears as they charged.
The monster army and human army clashed in an instant, with bones, flesh, and internal organs scattered everywhere. Among them, the troll warriors' methods of killing were the most brutal, turning each human soldier into a mass of blood and flesh under their enormous maces, which they then devoured — armor and all, crushed into a pulpy mass.
This spectacle only caused a slight commotion among the human warriors. What truly frightened them was that the warriors falling and dying first were their comrades.
In just a moment, hundreds of human warriors perished, and more died every second.
At this point, the human formations at the rear began to show signs of disorder.
As for General Dalton, leading the battle, his expression changed, filled with disbelief.
"How is it possible?!" Dalton thought, unable to accept that the monster army could be so elite!
From his perspective, every monster warrior in sight possessed the strength of an intermediate warrior.
"Could it be that this entire army of 10,000 monsters is made up of intermediate warriors?" Dalton felt a chill run down his spine at the thought. However, he still did not fully understand the reality.
But now was not the time to hesitate. The horns sounded, and human formations joined the battle one after another.