NOVEL NEXT Chapter 315: Huh? I Can Sword Flight?!
"How did such a monster appear in the Human World?" Gladly this guy holds no hostility towards Giant Dragons and doesn't rely on hunting them for a living. If he were a hero or a Dragon Slayer, the pureblood dragons of Human World surely would all be pillaged by this guy.
Can humans be this strong?
Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln recalled the names of some powerful humans from over eight thousand years ago.
Humans really can be that strong; their methods of cultivation are endlessly emerging.
Martial arts, summoners, alchemists, card makers...
Some powerful humans can directly become deities.
Given the vast number of humans, it's normal for a few to have the strength to slay dragons.
Luckily, humans don't live as long as dragons, or else no other exotic races would stand a chance in this world.
Attack power isn't strong.
Defensive power, strong.
Nonsense.
This filthy thing's attack power and defensive power are probably on the same level.
Should we unite with other Evil Dragons from Human World... and kill this guy?
A human who poses a threat to the pureblood dragons of Dragon Island, his existence is too unfriendly to the pureblood dragons of Dragon Island.
This guy even fought with the Holy Giant Dragon Constantine, that old guy, why didn't he choose to kill him then?
He knows Constantine; Constantine helped when he was sealed originally.
Eight thousand years have passed, and Constantine has become a Holy Giant Dragon, yet he... hasn't taken that step.
It's been eight thousand years. Had he not been sealed for eight thousand years, with his eagerness to learn, he would be a Holy Giant Dragon by now.
"What are you doing?!"
Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln was flabbergasted. Lance had, unnoticed, flown next to Red Dragon Weston and was walking around on Red Dragon Weston, occasionally crouching down to feel around on Red Dragon Weston's dragon body with his hands.
What is this filthy thing doing?
Robbing Red Dragon Weston?
"He slipped away from my domain earlier and snatched two of my Divine Artifacts. I want to see if I can get my Divine Artifacts back."
"???"
Robbing an Evil Dragon and coming up with such an excuse?
This filthy thing is clearly eyeing the Divine Artifacts on Red Dragon Austin, wanting to claim them for himself.
And to beautify his actions, he frames and accuses Red Dragon Weston of stealing his Divine Artifacts...
Bullshit.
Does this filthy thing have Divine Artifacts?
Seems like it...
That teleportation gate...
And it can even ignore teleportation distances, truly a must-have Divine Artifact for murder, arson, robbery, and escape.
If he had such a teleportation gate, he'd dare rob the Radiant Divine Court!
"You dare rob my kin right before my eyes, do you not consider me at all?"
Furious, Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln flew next to Red Dragon Weston; his dragon claws also began to explore Red Dragon Weston's dragon body.
Red Dragon Weston summoned something that concealed his dragon body, something Koln wanted.
If it weren't for Lance, he wouldn't have noticed Red Dragon Weston.
Such a tool, its rank must be high.
Cannot let this filthy Lance snatch it.
"What are you doing?"
"He was severely injured by you; I'm giving him a massage."
"Ha, even not sparing your own kind, truly worthy of being a Prehistoric Evil Dragon, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lance's figure disappeared from Red Dragon Weston's body. As soon as he disappeared, a giant hammer flashing with Thunder power slammed heavily onto the body of Red Dragon Austin.
Violent and wild Power of Thunder surged into Red Dragon Weston's body, hammering out a mouthful of old blood from the unconscious Red Dragon Weston.
Seeing the dragon blood spewing into the air about to be burnt into nothingness by the Thunder power released by Thor's Hammer, at the critical moment, Lance swiftly opened his mouth and sucked in all the Power of Thunder, then quickly collected the splattered dragon blood into bottles.
After ensuring not a single drop of dragon blood was missed, Lance finally smiled satisfied.
Blood of a Prehistoric Evil Dragon... Naturally a treasured potion.
Great material for refining Magic Potions.
Believing himself to have died, Red Dragon Weston was awakened by the hammer blow from Thunder Giant Dragon Erinna.
Awakening, he coughed violently several times. The thunder within his body, along with that terrible force, had caused some damage to his dragon body.
Where is this?
Am I not dead?
He opened his dragon mouth to feel about; there were no wounds.
No shot through the back of the head.
Then what was going on in the human domain?
He was clearly shot dead by an arrow; how is he still alive?
An attack on spiritual consciousness?
Impossible.
Can he not distinguish between illusion and reality?
The vision of nine suns being shot down is vivid in my mind.
The nine suns in the human domain... were bizarre birds with three legs.
Like a Phoenix.
But not a Phoenix.
The human named Lance is somewhat strange.
No wonder Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln calls this human a filthy thing.
Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln?
Red Dragon Weston's gaze fell on his abdomen, where Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln's claws were still exploring.
Seeing this scene, Red Dragon Weston's fiery vertical pupils showed anger: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing... nothing, just giving you a massage."
"Get lost!"
Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln grinned viciously, laughing as he withdrew his claws, "Don't be so hasty to leave, we'll talk later about something that benefits you."
"I don't trust you." Red Dragon Weston declined Nightmare Evil Dragon Koln's offer to negotiate and turned to Lance hovering in the air, "You destroyed your own domain just to shoot me down, human... was it worth it?"
"If you're willing to give me that artifact that can hide your body and aura, then exchanging a domain...might be worth it."