Chapter 36: Deathwing's Transaction

"Hey, Big Chin, long time no see."

On Kozan Island, Richard saw the black dragon king Netharion in human form wearing black armor.

"It looks like you're having a good time over there. There are creatures I've never seen before. There's even the scent of a dragon on you, although it's not very pure. You must have had some adventures. But you're interested in a tiny goblin?" "

Although goblins are small, they are also useful. No one comes here for no reason. What are you doing here, Big Chin?"

Nazario shook his head and said, "I want to trade some materials with you."

Richard took out the list: "Let me take a look."

Richard looked at Nazario jokingly: "Big Chin, these materials of yours are rare goods. What do you want to do with them?"

Nazario let out a sigh of dissatisfaction: "What do you care about me?"

"No, no, no, I don't have the time to care what you want to do. I just want to know what you want to use in exchange for these resources."

"What do you want? Scales or blood are all fine."

Richard made a stop gesture: "Stop, stop, stop! Don't talk about scales, let me show you something."

"Vashj! Vashj!"

Richard called out to Vashj.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Take out the scale of this guy and show him."

"Okay, Master." Vashj took out the scale of the Black Dragon King.

Netharion looked at the wound on the scale in shock: "How is this possible! How could my scale be injured!"

"No." Richard pointed to Florsia, who was disintegrating the remaining resistance forces in the distance.

"That girl, if her skills weren't so sophisticated, I would have been seriously injured."

Nazario clenched his fists and stared at Richard with deep eyes: "You name the price."

"Well, let me think about it." Richard pinched his chin and rolled his eyes.

"Ah! Got it." Richard hit his right palm with his left fist. "I saw some dragon knights in that world, they are very cool. I need a mount, I want you..."

"Well?" Nazario showed a dangerous look.

"My daughter."

"Oh?"

Netharion's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said slowly: "Onyxia is my most outstanding work."

"Don't talk about excellence or not. Even if I were Nefarian, you would definitely say that your son is your most outstanding work. Just tell me whether to sell Onyxia or not."

"Ah" Netharion looked up to the sky and sighed in pain.

Richard pouted, you still feel sorry for your "children?"

"These materials are too few, not enough for exchange."

Tsk, I knew you were going to raise the price.

"How much do you want?"

Netharion raised two fingers: "Double, oh no, three times."

"Deal."

Netharion suddenly had a toothache. If he had known that this bastard agreed so quickly, he would have asked for more.

"Report, the stubborn Gary Wix has been captured."

The messenger broke the affectionate gaze between the two guys.

"Kill him, you ungrateful guy."

"Yes!"

"Wait! Master, without Gary Wix, who will control the goblins?" Vashj stopped him.

"Gallivix has been oppressing the goblins for years. If I kill him, these goblins will cheer and celebrate. As for who will control them? What's the name of the guide party?"

"No."

"It's him. We must give the guide party some benefits. By the way, let him be a deputy minister under Kikyo. Aren't goblins good at trade?"

"Yes, master."

Richard waved his hand and said, "Go."

Nethario on the opposite side snorted coldly, "Huh, you are too merciful. If it were me, these guys would all die!"

"Only an idiot like you would kill them all. Who will create benefits for me if you kill them all?"

"Them? You are the only idiot in this world who would believe in this group of dirty guys. What benefits can they create?"

Richard spread his hands: "Then let's wait and see. Do you want to have some tea?"

"What's so good about that thing? It's bland."

"Just tell me if you want to drink it or not."

"Yes."

Primadis watched the two figures walking away arm in arm from a distance, and whispered to Vashj beside him: "Hey, who is the black one? He looks so majestic."

"That one, his name is Nethanio, the king of black dragons, and people call him Deathwing."

Primadis nodded in sudden realization: "Oh, the Dragon King."

"He's not the kind of dragon king from your world. He's tens of thousands times stronger than the dragon king like Adilis. The master said that his might is so powerful that it can shake the heavens and crack the earth. The master said that this Kozan Island may not be able to withstand his full-strength attack."

Primathis opened his mouth in disbelief: "Such a big island? One attack?"

"Why, the master can do that. You think someone who can talk to the master on an equal footing is weak?"

"That's true, eh? Wait, what did you mean by that just now. Even if the dragons in our world were not as strong as this dragon, they almost beat you to death, didn't they?"

Vashj glared at her: "Sleep alone at night if you keep talking nonsense."

Primathis glared back and shut up.

In the underwater palace, the two guys who were teleported here were strolling.

"Every time I come to this broken palace of yours, I feel magical. I am at the bottom of the sea but separated from the water."

"The wonder of magic."

"Humph, what's so good about magic? Strength is king. Marigos's magic was so strong, but I still beat him into a useless dragon."

"Let's not talk about whether the magic is strong or not. You have to admit that it has a lot of fun and practical value."

"Humph."

Netharion turned his head away and refused to admit it.

"Huh? What is that?" Netharion's pupils shrank into a line, and he felt a strong dark power.

"What did you say?"

Netharion ignored Richard and walked in the direction of the dark power.

After turning several corners, he stood in front of the gate.

"Open it!"

"You said open it, and I'm embarrassed."

"You!" Netharion pointed at Richard angrily.

"A bottle of blood. The treasure in it is the most precious treasure I brought back from that world."

Richard raised a water bottle, about 600ml.

"Humph!" Netharion snatched the water bottle and bled it directly.

"Frankly! You are worthy of being the King of Black Dragons!" Richard opened the sealed door.

"Are you kidding me?!" Naxario roared angrily. Richard opened the door but it was still a door.

"Bullshit! This is the most important treasure I have ever gotten. How can one door be enough?"

"Damn you!"

Richard shook his head and sighed, "Since you are so pitiful, I'll give you the door at the back."

Bang, bang, bang.

The remaining four doors opened one by one, and the extremely dense dark power rushed over.

Richard glanced at Naxario and saw an expression of excitement, comfort, intoxication, and obsession on his face, just like the drug addicts in the movies and TV shows that Richard watched in his previous life who came into contact with drugs.

"This thing! I want it!"