◎Just a black dragon that doesn't know its own limits◎
Standing in place, looking up at the black dragon wreaking havoc, Warren's eyes were slightly sharp, but he did not act immediately. He thought quickly about a solution.
The military camp, which was hit first, turned into a sea of fire in the blink of an eye.
The dragon emanated an extremely powerful magical fluctuation. The demon soldiers who had been training diligently rushed out. They were suppressed by the surging magic power and trembled all over. However, they gritted their teeth and resisted the urge to kneel down. Not a single demon soldier retreated. They all raised their weapons and shouted angrily at the demon dragon, "Get out of the Demon King's Palace."
Angered by the attitude of these demon soldiers, the dragon flapped its wings, summoning a violent gale that blew the demon soldiers all over the place.
Just as he was about to continue attacking the demon soldier, an arrow with a purple glow flew straight towards his abdomen, but was easily blocked by his hard scales and failed to cause any damage.
The scarlet eyes turned around, and the magic dragon's gaze moved away from the demon soldiers and fell on the exquisite wooden courtyard next to the Demon King's Palace.
Sur, the nightmare demon, was holding a bow and arrow, and was attacked by the overwhelming pressure of the dragon. He couldn't help but shiver, but did not retreat. He added amplification magic to himself and looked at the dragon with neither arrogance nor servility.
"Dark Night Dragon," Sur called out the black dragon's name accurately. When he finished speaking, many demons suddenly realized what was going on. They had obviously heard of this person's title. "The previous demon king beat you so hard that you had to flee in panic. Didn't you learn a lesson? How dare you run to our king's territory and act wildly!"
These words obviously hit the sore spot of the Dark Night Dragon, and he roared in anger: "Stupid termite! Do you think the Demon King can protect you? Ha! Even your predecessor, the Demon King, couldn't stop the collapse of the Demon King's Palace when he fought against me!"
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After waiting for so long and not seeing the Demon King, and being mocked for his dark history by a weak demon, the Demon Dragon lost his patience, opened his bloody mouth, and the dark power emitting the breath of destruction condensed into a ball in his mouth.
Soul gritted his teeth and stood still. From the corner of his eye he saw the team members surrounding him and trying their best to weave a magical defense net above their heads, but he knew it was all in vain.
She hoped that the king would be able to discover the problem with the Demon King's Palace as soon as possible, she prayed in her heart, otherwise the magic dragon would only need one blow to destroy the entire Demon King's Palace.
“Stop.”
A faint voice sounded, and Warren appeared in mid-air, his sleeves fluttering and his face cold.
The demons seemed to have suddenly found their backbone. Even though the evil dragon was still lurking in the sky, they burst into warm cheers.
"Our king is here!" Arabella raised her head and shouted, "Ugly dragon! Your death is coming!"
Many demons who have heard of the might of the Dark Night Dragon are still terrified - this dragon was once a scourge to the entire Demon Realm, and almost all demon kings would pay tribute to him on schedule to maintain peace in the Demon Realm, until the previous demon king drove him away - it's not that they think their own king is not strong, but so many demon kings have failed to defeat this evil dragon, and the previous demon king is said to have paid a considerable price. What if the king is injured by the evil dragon?
“My lord! We are here to help you!” Feiwu flapped his wings, rushed to Warren, and raised his sword firmly. “Although we are very weak, if we all self-destruct, we will definitely be able to injure this stupid dragon!”
Under his leadership, all the flying demons in the Demon King's palace gathered around the Demon King, while those that couldn't fly gathered on the ground, holding bows and arrows, and yelled at the top of their lungs: "My King, let's come too!"
They took up a battle stance, paused for a few seconds, and suddenly realized that the dragon seemed to be motionless, and the magical pressure covering the entire Demon King's Palace disappeared without a trace at some point.
[The card has been activated.]
[Judgment: Effective for use.]
[It's decided to be you
Quality SSR
Type Ability Card
Use: Use this card to bind a biological individual as an exclusive elf. During this period, the bound person cannot disobey any orders from the card holder. The binding time is 30 minutes.
Use range: Individual organisms within the line of sight
Use times 4/5
Additional note: There is a chance of binding failure each time it is used. Failure will trigger the creature's frenzy state, which lasts for 30 minutes.
Comment: You can become a Pokémon Master without Poké Balls! ]
Warren raised his hand and gently rubbed Feiwu's head.
"It's just a black dragon that overestimates its own capabilities." He smiled, raised his right hand, and made a simple grasping motion towards the stiff dragon above the Demon King's Palace. "Change back to human form and roll down for me."
The dragon, who had realized that he was under control the moment the devil spoke for the first time, struggled with all his might but to no avail. He suddenly changed back into human form, fell from the sky, hit the ground, and dug a pit more than two meters deep.
All the demons in the Demon King's Palace took a deep breath, then cheered even louder.
"The king is mighty!"
For most of the demons in the Demon King's Palace, this was the first time they saw the Demon King take action. The seemingly invincible dragon was tamed by the king at the first encounter. This made them feel extremely shocked, and they looked at Warren with fanaticism.
"I said that the king is the devil incarnate!" The goblin Xili jumped up and down in joy, "The previous devil king was not even as good as the king's hair!"
Warren rubbed his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry at the noise. He raised his hand to interrupt the excited dancing of the demons: "The military camp is still on fire! Go do what you need to do!"
After taking back the card [Newton's coffin], he slowly descended, but did not completely land on the ground - he had been frightened just now, and his legs were still weak.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, he remembered the SSR card he had drawn, and luckily he succeeded in controlling the dragon, otherwise the Demon Palace would have been destroyed without leaving any trace today.
Although his face turned slightly pale, Warren did not relax.
The card [It's decided that it's you] is only effective for thirty minutes. If he can't resolve this matter in this short period of time, when the dragon breaks free, he may not have a second chance to successfully bind it.
Of course, Warren knew that the most permanent solution was to kill the dragon directly. The problem was that he was reluctant to do so: with its huge body, strong defense, physical strength and magical abilities, it was simply the best worker in the dreams of all bosses!
With his eyes slightly lowered, he looked at the dragon that was stuck in the pit.
The dragon was also staring at him in shock and anger.
Although his body was so huge as to cover the sky and the earth when he was a demon dragon, he looked like a teenager in human form. Two small bright red horns were hidden in his messy black short hair. His eyes were wide open, and he was wearing a silver armor that didn't fit him well. His slender fingers grasped the ground, causing the surface to slowly crack into several bottomless cracks.
Seeing the Demon King's warning look, the Demon Dragon reflexively loosened his hand and shrank back. Then he seemed to feel ashamed of his reaction and stiffened his neck unyieldingly: "I'm not afraid of you! Damn Demon King, let me go!"
Warren rubbed his fingers and looked at the little red horn of the dragon: It's kind of cute, I want to pinch it.
He pursed his lips slightly, adjusted his expression to the coldest and most terrifying level, took a few steps forward, forcing the magic dragon to retreat repeatedly. With a word "Don't move", the magic dragon stopped stiffly in place, and then he reached out his hand as he wished.
"Give me a reason not to kill you," he whispered. "Convince me within five minutes why you should let go of the dragon scales, dragon tendons, and dragon leather boots that are delivered to your door."
...No one has ever dared to pinch my dragon horns!
The dragon was so angry that his face turned red, but he couldn't even move. He could only endure the Demon King's torture.
This was the first time in his life that he clearly felt the boundless fear of impending death.
Although he was infected by dark magic and degenerated into a dragon, and was banished to the Demon Realm by the dragon clan, he was still a domineering top hunter in the Demon Realm. As a long-lived species, he was carefree and had no worries about food and drink. Even after a fierce battle with the former Demon King and had to hide to recuperate, he was proud to know that he had also injured the former Demon King, and that the former Demon King had absolutely no ability to kill him, and he only needed to wait patiently for the former Demon King to die of old age and all would be fine.
But this demon king is completely different.
The dragon stared at Warren for a long time, then asked in a fierce tone, "How long is five minutes? Can you time it?"
Warren: “…”
He loosened his hands that were kneading the dragon's horns and grabbed the dragon's tail instead: "If you don't want to talk, I don't mind killing you right now."
After saying that, he pretended to hit the dragon on the head, and the little dragon was so scared that he closed his eyes and screamed, "Don't! I can do anything! I can be your mount! Ride as your mount!"
Warren withdrew his hand.
"I don't need a mount," he said lazily, "Next reason."
"It is your honor to have the noble dragons serve as your mount," the dragon muttered angrily. The demon king glanced at him and he dared not complain anymore. He racked his brains to think, "Then I, can I help you fight?"
Warren snorted and laughed: "Just you?"
He opened his mouth to refute, but the fact that he was controlled as soon as they met was obviously not convincing, so the dragon shut up dejectedly.
Apart from flying and fighting, he didn't know what else he could do. If it were in the past, he might be able to exchange the treasure he had accumulated for thousands of years for a dragon's life. However, the last time the previous demon king broke into his dragon's nest, drove him away and took away all his treasures. He then hid himself for another eight hundred years to heal his wounds. Now he could be said to be penniless.
After finally waiting for the previous Demon King to die, he thought he could finally hold his head high and rush back to the Demon King's palace to take back all his treasures, but he unexpectedly encountered an even more perverted Demon King!
This is too much of an insult to dragons!
Feeling that his life was definitely in danger this time, the dragon felt more and more aggrieved, and a layer of mist covered his red eyes.
Warren twitched his lips, interrupted the dragon before he could cry, grabbed the dragon's tail, and asked angrily, "Can you cook?"
The dragon shook his head.
In the past, he would capture demon cubs and bring them back to be his chefs, and grill them for himself.
“Can you make ceramics?”
The dragon blinked blankly: "What is ceramic?"
“Will that allow you to grow potatoes?”
"…What are potatoes?"
After asking many questions, he still didn't know anything. Finally, the dragon couldn't hold it anymore and cried out: "I'm so useless!!!"
Warren's lips curved slightly.
"Since I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you a few days of probation," he stood up, his silver hair falling to his shoulders, "I'll give you five days. If you don't learn anything, even if you hide underground, I can pull you out and skin you alive. Do you understand?"
The dragon wiped his tears and nodded.
This demon king is so scary! How did he know that I had been hiding underground to avoid being hunted down by the previous demon king?
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