Chapter 198 Little Devil: In the Material World, I Arrive with a Dragon! Run!

"Why didn't the Metal Dragon come with you?"

Iron Dragon Sorog did not see any trace of the Crimson Silver Dragon and pondered, "She rarely communicates with us. When we were in Dragon Valley, she basically just guarded your sleeping ground. But I think that metal dragons should know some ways to deal with the Abyss Rift."

Metal Dragon is dedicated to upholding peace and justice.

Demons are the embodiment of chaos and evil, and are targets that must be eliminated in the eyes of metal dragons. The legacy of the Crimson Silver Dragon Deborah should contain relevant information about the Abyss Rift.

Upon hearing this question, Hong Tielong's expression became somewhat unnatural for a moment.

He scratched his head and said, "She guarded me for too long. Now that I'm awake, I don't need to watch over her anymore. She must have gone somewhere to relax."

Is that really the case?

A strange light gleamed in the eyes of the mind mage, who sensed a hint of guilt in his brother.

"The metal dragon only listens to you."

"Let's ask her when she gets back; she might be able to help."

Although Iron Dragon Sorog noticed something was amiss, he wisely refrained from delving into the reason.

"This abyssal rift cannot be eliminated for the time being. What do you plan to do about it?" Iron Dragon asked Garos.

Garros shook his head slightly and patted Iron Dragon's shoulder with his paw: "Sorog, you are mainly responsible for the management of the territory, and you have never let me down. Now that the general direction has been determined, you can handle it as you see fit. We can discuss important matters with you later."

The Iron-Melting Clan.

No, it's more appropriate to call it the Ironforge now. Its current development owes much to the Iron Dragon Thorog.

While the Iron Dragon Sorog slumbered, Garus was sometimes overwhelmed with managing his ever-expanding territory and retinue, leaving him with very little free time.

Dragon Nest still lacks a suitable management team.

So far, only the Iron Dragon is qualified. The Red Dragon Samantha is good at practical work and alchemy, but it would be too much to ask her to manage her territory. The White Dragon Therese can only be a henchman, and the Fairy Dragon Vera is even more unreliable.

The Crimson Silver Dragon is an option, provided she returns to Dragon Valley.

"good."

Feeling the weight coming from Garros's claws, Iron Dragon nodded emphatically.

White Dragon Therese said to Iron Dragon, "I can guard this abyssal rift, and if any demons crawl out of it, my claws will crush them."

Tie Long nodded and agreed.

After pondering for a few seconds, he looked at the centaur again and said, "Elvie, the Fertile Plains are mainly managed by the centaur tribes. Now the Abyss Rift has appeared here, and you happen to have the Pegasus power to stop its expansion."

"Next, you will lead a group of guards and work with the White Dragon to take charge of the Abyss Rift."

"If a demon appears, the White Dragon can kill it and clear its abyssal aura. If the demon is powerful or numerous, remember to send a message immediately to call for support."

Immediately afterwards.

Iron Dragon then gave instructions to the warlocks and shamans of the Eye of Annihilation, instructing them to set up warning or trap spells around the Abyss Rift to prevent unsuspecting creatures from accidentally entering, and also to serve as a defensive fortification against demons.

Afterwards, another portion of the combat units will be stationed here, ready to be deployed at any time.

Throughout the entire process of issuing the order, Galos remained silent and observed.

He discovered that Iron Dragon Sorog's thinking had become more meticulous. When issuing orders, he would consider many small details that he had not noticed before, and his thinking was clear, with each instruction being well-organized.

"That's right, it should be an increase in influence after becoming a mind mage."

"Given the current size of the Ironforge tribe, I was worried that Sorog wouldn't be able to handle it. But it seems that it hasn't exceeded his management scope yet, although it won't be any easier than before; the burden is still very heavy."

Garros pondered that he should find some 'assistants' for Iron Dragon Sorog.

Managing territory and dependents, and handling all sorts of trivial matters, is extremely mentally taxing. If this continues for too long, even a mind mage like Long can't keep up, after all, he's not a high-level mage, he's only just started.

in addition.

A single decision is prone to oversights or even wrong decisions. For the Ironclad Tribe to develop in a more orderly and proactive manner, it is unrealistic and unsustainable to rely entirely on the Iron Dragon to manage the territory and its followers.

Suddenly, Galos's gaze sharpened, and he abruptly turned his head.

The other teenage dragons also sensed something was wrong and looked over at the same time.

Under their gaze, the abyssal rift lit up, and a dark purple light bulged slightly on the ground like veins. The rift pulsed, emanating an even stronger aura of evil than when it was still.

A cacophony of abyssal language arose from within.

"Ah! The material world, it's the material world!"

"I can smell the delicious aroma of flesh and soul!"

"Slaughter! My claws thirst for blood!"

“.”

With a whoosh, five ferocious and savage figures emerged from the abyss as the crack twisted. They had sharp claws and teeth, their black skin covered with twisted veins, and bat-like wings attached to their backs.

They appeared in the material world, roaring in the abyssal language that represented slaughter and destruction.

They were incredibly excited, and they unleashed their claws and bared their fangs at the creatures of the material world.

Then.

Under the cold gaze of the surrounding dragons, they all froze, like frogs suddenly seeing a poisonous snake.

dragon?

dragon!

That's it!

Chaos, evil, bloodlust, and ferocity are the nature of demons, and even these low-level Quassa demons feel fear when faced with creatures far stronger than themselves.

They also have a more widely known name.

—The Little Devil, a tiny devil, less than a meter tall.

The imp craves victory and desires to gain the same power as other demons, but because it is the lowest class in the abyss, it suffers bullying from other demons and thus possesses the heart of a coward, becoming strong when facing the weak and weak when facing the strong.

There are also evil dragons in the abyss, and they occupy a superior position in the ecological niche, which is not something that ordinary demons can mess with.

"Back to the abyss! Back to the abyss!"

The one who reacted the fastest turned around and darted into the abyss crevice.

Bang! A long, white dragon tail lashed through the air and landed heavily, turning the little demon into a pile of minced meat as the ground trembled.

The art of terror!

The other Quassa demons simultaneously bared their teeth, panted, arched their backs, spread their bat wings, and cast a terror spell.

However, they were all exempted, so it had no impact whatsoever.

White Dragon Therese spread her wings and rushed in front of the Quassamon, crushing them all to death with a few simple swipes of her claws.

"Demons? They're nothing but weak reptiles."

After crushing several lesser demons, the white dragon exhaled frost from its nostrils and spoke arrogantly.

"White Scale, is it something to be proud of to slaughter a few Quassa Demons?"

Samantha, the red dragon, said, "Their status in the abyss is even lower than that of insects; they are just trash and dregs that can be found everywhere."

Faced with Samantha's insulting address, the white dragon was momentarily enraged but chose to swallow his anger and remain silent.

Since the Dragon Sleep awakened this time.

Thanks to abundant resources and remarkable development resulting from self-learning, the red dragon's life level rose to 12, equivalent to a red dragon in its forties.

She also put her words into practice and fought the level 13 white dragon once again.

As a result, the Red Dragon won a victory despite being in a higher class.

"Arrogance is the first of the original sins; do not be careless about it."

Red Iron Dragon warned, "Quasemon are weak, but they are good at finding spatial passages. They will prove their worth by finding spatial passages to the material world. If they return to the abyss alive, they will bring more demons with them."

The legacy told him that the Quassa demons were countless in the abyss, impossible to kill or eradicate.

They are very weak, with a life level of around 2.

But their duty is not to fight. They are cannon fodder for the abyss's invasion of the material world, guides for other demons, and also reserve food.

The place where Quassamodo died.

The ground splattered with their blood and bones was gradually eroded and tainted with an evil aura.

Elvie took a few steps forward, her wings unfurling and radiating a pure white, holy light. Wherever she passed, the abyssal aura evaporated with a sound like cold water hitting a branding iron, and the eroded ground returned to its original state.

(End of this chapter)