Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress

A huge and fearsome skeletal dragon head, devoid of flesh and blood, emerged from the murky yellow mist. In its empty eye sockets, two blood-red flames of soul fire danced like a pair of blood moons.

The dragon's bones gleamed with a silvery-white metallic luster, as if they were cast from pure silver.

Often dealing with the undead and bone beasts, Venus knew that skeletons shining with a metallic luster needed to evolve over and over before their originally fragile bones became indestructible.

Even low-level skeletal warriors that evolved to this extent could engage in a life-or-death battle with the martial arts experts of the human world.

Not to mention the undead skeletal dragon, a dragon kind that's innately strong.

Without evolving, the dragon bones were already strong enough to make apprentice Grim Reapers' scalps tingle; after evolving, how much stronger could this skeletal dragon's bones have become?

Unimaginable...

Venus felt her Grim Reaper's Scythe might not be able to cut through this dreadful undead skeletal dragon.

When the skeletal dragon's head emerged from the murky mist, that terrifying sense of oppression... made her breathing become slightly labored.

Lance's pet beast, the two-headed hellhound, was indeed brave to pose aggressively against an undead skeletal dragon, baring its teeth and snarling.

Isn't it just an undead bone spirit?

Why the cowardice?

With Evil Dragon Lance standing right behind it, and with such a vicious owner, would it fear a mere undead skeletal dragon?

In the human world, dogs facing strong adversaries with their owners present know to rely on human power.

Being a two-headed hellhound with an owner who is a ferociously evil dragon, isn't this the time to rely on dragon power rather than tuck its tail between its legs, urinate in fear, and run away whimpering?

If it did that, how could it ever strut in front of young dragons again?

It could endure a slap from an undead skeletal dragon, but it couldn't tuck its tail, urinate in fear, and run back to Lance, letting the young dragons laugh at it.

Anyway, with Evil Dragon Lance present, it didn't believe Lance would just watch if it were beaten to death by the undead skeletal dragon.

Amelia, perched on the giant tortoise's back, was also shocked by the ferocity of the hellhound with two heads. Could Lance's pet beast be so fierce as to face an undead skeletal dragon head-on?

The oppressive aura emitted by this undead skeletal dragon... didn't seem like that of a lesser dragon... nor like that of a flying dragon approaching the pureblood dragons...

It seemed more like a pureblood dragon...

A pureblood dragon dead for who knows how many tens of thousands of years had become an undead skeletal dragon...

If the brave Reg were here, maybe he could lead them in dragon-slaying...

Now... with only the three of them in the Glorious Sun Squad, even if Lance is the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor, they might not be able to defeat this undead skeletal dragon...

That's not right.

Thunder Dragon Erinna once said that Lance had felled two giant dragons with a single sword strike, so perhaps they also have the power to fight against this undead skeletal dragon.

At the very least, they need not flee in embarrassment.

Two fierce pet beasts, plus three members of the Glorious Sun Squad with decent attack power, with such a lineup... they were entirely qualified to clash with this undead skeletal dragon. Enjoy more content from empire

Amelia's gaze fell on Lance, who, as before, sat cross-legged on the turtle's head, watching the ominous dragon's head that had emerged from the murky mist.

She couldn't see Lance's expression and didn't know what he was thinking.

"A hellhound with two heads with an impure bloodline plus a bit of mutation, a turtle bigger than a giant tortoise, a somewhat attractive elf, an apprentice Grim Reaper who has signed a Death God Contract with Hell, a human, and an amethyst young dragon with an impure bloodline.

Little amethyst dragon, seeing as you have dragon blood flowing within you, you can leave this place. If you can't find your way back, I can order my followers to take you back.

As for the rest of you... I won't make things difficult for you either. Become my followers."

He was a bone dragon who cherished talent, worthy to become his followers for having the caliber to sign a Death God Contract with the Hell Grim Reaper and for being prudent and heeding advice.

"Human girl, become my follower, and I can give you command of them..."

The murky mist churned as a silver-white dragon claw emerged, pointing at the undead knight riding a bone horse, clad in heavy armor.

"Sorry, I currently have no intentions of becoming your follower," Venus replied, as she was, after all, a member of the Glorious Sun Squad, and titled [Light Witch], so she could not become a follower of an undead skeletal dragon.

"It's been a long time since I've felt the sensation of being rejected, girl... Abandon the unrealistic fantasies in your mind. If I say you cannot leave... then you cannot leave.

If you wish to challenge me, you can try, but I cannot guarantee... during combat, your teammates might not be accidentally injured or killed.

It's been too long since I've taken action, my control over my power may not be as precise as before. In case I exert too much force... and the little elf or that human who has been frightened to the point of being unable to stand up dies... I hope you won't feel sad then.

Of course, if you are willing to become my follower, I can consider letting that human man and the little elf go.

Choose now, drag your teammates into a battle against me, gambling their lives. Or become my follower, exchange it for your teammates' safety, and leave this place. The choice is yours."

"...."

Damn it, the undead skeletal dragon was threatening her.

Venus remained silent; the undead skeletal dragon was not only psychologically assaulting but also openly plotting.

She could indeed choose to battle the undead skeletal dragon. Amelia and Lance would support her, but with their combined strength, she wasn't sure if they could defeat the skeletal dragon before them.

They had the power to fight, but casualties were not out of the question.

She didn't want to see Amelia or Lance die at the hands of the undead skeletal dragon because of her.

"You don't have to worry so much. Even if your teammates perish at my hands, I have ways to make them my followers after they die."