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

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"You admire my talent, I admire your wisdom, undead Skeletal Dragon... Tell me your name, I want to offer you a job."

Things were starting to get interesting.

The undead Skeletal Dragon grinned.

"Anastasio Bolson Alda Moreno Ortiz Garcia... you may call me Garcia."

The name of true Dragons is very long, Lance suspected the undead Skeletal Dragon might still not have finished its own name.

Like his true Dragon name, it was also very long, so he usually introduced himself directly as Lance in most situations.

"You can call me Lance, Garcia. You still have time to let us go."

"Too late, stay."

"Hearing you say that, I'm reassured," Lance took a step "Actually, I'm also deeply attracted by your wisdom. Even if you asked me to leave just now, I might not have gone. Next... I'm going to show you what it means to be desperate for talent."

Amelia, who had been paying close attention to Lance, nervously swallowed her saliva.

Deceiver Lance was more arrogant than a thousand years ago.
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And also more domineering.

It seems that she didn't need to say much, Deceiver Lance was about to expose his identity as the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor himself.

"Be careful not to step into empty space, watch your feet... feet... feet..."

So cool!!!

Just as Lance was about to step into nothingness, a sword shining with azure thunder power appeared beneath his feet.

With each step he took, a sword infused with azure thunder power materialized underfoot.

Walking on swords?

Deceived by Lance.

Alright, she admitted, she was also charmed by Deceiver Lance's handsomeness.

Venus, with her true face hidden under the hat, saw Lance walking on swords and her crimson pupils instantly dilated; her mouth subconsciously opened a bit wider.

She was amazed by Lance's entrance.

Wasn't he a beastmaster?

How could he also walk on swords?

Every Thunder Light Sword he condensed under his feet contained explosive energy.

It felt like just one sword could take away those heavy-armored undead knights.

In these thousand years... what exactly had Lance learned?

Why does it seem his swordsmanship skill level... is somewhat terrifying?

Daring to confront the undead Skeletal Dragon head-on, looking at him... he seemed to want to duel the undead Skeletal Dragon alone...

The undead Skeletal Dragon Garcia too sensed his intentions from this human who walked on swords.

"Human... Are you challenging me to a duel?"

"Indeed. Tell your kin not to move, and I will ask my teammates not to join our fight. Let's settle this between the two of us. If I lose, I will become your kin. If you lose... you don't need to be my kin, nor my mount, just change your job. Occasionally go on an errand, and the rest of the time... stay wherever you like."

"Interesting," The undead Skeletal Dragon grinned, then gestured with his Dragon Claw to Lance: "Then let me see your strength, human."

"As you wish."

The Lance walking on swords snapped his fingers, and the next moment, the environment around them changed dramatically.

The amber glow of the Grand Canyon had disappeared, replaced by a night sky adorned with countless twinkling stars.

A chill, round moon hung above in the night sky.

The dim earth had transformed into vibrant green fields, with footpaths winding through the woods, fields of crops, and flowers and grasses swaying in the night breeze along the ditches.

Tall poplar trees were planted along the footpaths in the woods, and scattered farmhouses could be seen in the distance on the fields.

Through the windows, one could see the lights.

One could also hear the calls of crickets and the croaking of frogs...

You could even see pure white dogs running together on the dirt road, chasing each other.

Er Gouzi, witnessing this scene, shrank to the size of an ordinary dog and joined the chase with the pack of dogs.

The highly strung young dragon, upon seeing such a sight, relaxed its mind, wanting to lie on Turtle's back, gazing at the pristine night sky and admiring the stars.

Thinking of the Evil Dragon choosing to duel with the Skeletal Dragon alone, she walked onto Turtle's back and lay down on it, enjoying this rare comfort.

Venus, holding the Grim Reaper's Scythe, flew onto Turtle's back, appearing beside Amelia, and the drastic change in the environment... shocked her.

This seemed like an illusion... but it didn't seem like an illusion.

It was very real.

The key was she did not know whether this world was created by Lance or by the Skeletal Dragon...

She was more inclined to believe that it was Lance's creation.

An environment as harmonious, peaceful, and full of life like this did not seem like something a Skeletal Dragon could construct.

"Amelia, you haven't told me the truth, why does Lance still know swordsmanship?"

"Because he always knew it, even before he met us, he was already a legend, a Sword Dao Expert."

"???"

According to Amelia, was Lance already a Sword Dao Expert when he joined the Sunlight Squad?

Could that be possible?

If he were a Sword Dao Expert, wouldn't Reg, who used a sword, have noticed it?

"Have you ever heard of the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor?"

"I have, could it be that..." Venus's gaze fell on Lance, could it be... Lance is the legendary Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor?!

How irritating!

If that were truly the case, then Lance had hidden it too well!

Having spent years together, none of their team members had realized it.

"Yes, he is the Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor."

Venus looked at Amelia, no wonder she felt compelled to flock to Lance's side when they faced danger a thousand years ago, while the others gravitated towards the hero Reg.

"You knew a thousand years ago?"

"What are you talking about, I only found out that this guy was the legendary Evil Dragon Sword Ancestor the night I contacted you."

Venus nodded; she believed Amelia.

"But this scenery... what's going on? How do I feel like it's both an illusion and not an illusion?"

Amelia was also scrutinizing the scenery before her, sharing the same feeling; this world seemed very real, as though it truly existed in some corner of the world.

Like an illusion... and yet not an illusion...

Wait!!!

Could this be the "Domain" of that liar Lance?!!