"Lorraine, do you think that was too much for the Ice Dragon just now?" In the simple but extremely spacious dragon cave, Diapolo, who had already begun to accept his strong brother, calmly asked the Hellfire Ancient Dragon in his tone.

After the ancient dragon of Hellfire peeled the scales and plucked the bones of the ice dragon, Lorraine relied on his powerful strength and the somewhat empty promise of the future, forcing fifteen dragons to line up in front of him and bowed their heads to recognize the boss.

Diapolo could feel that these dragons were afraid of the ancient dragon of Hellfire, or more accurately, the power of his eldest wife, the Queen of Blood Prison, so he temporarily bowed his head and surrendered. In fact, none of these dragons truly obeyed him.

Diapolo can understand and accept this situation. The Dragon Domain is a super giant semi-plane that maintains a barren primitive ecology, so the dragons that survive and reproduce in it all follow the most basic rule of the strong.

The power that dragons possess is the only criterion for determining their own status. There is nothing else. Diapolo is backing the Queen of Blood Incarnation and forcibly accepting them by relying on the Ancient Dragon of Hellfire, which will of course lead to dissatisfaction.

"Not overdoing it, this is your first contact with those miscellaneous people. You are not strong enough, so you can only act as cruel as possible so that those guys dare not offend you, and at least maintain superficial respect."

Hearing Diapolo's words, the Hellfire Ancient Dragon lowered his head, allowing Diapolo to look straight and even look down at him.

"Well, the power is a flaw! They can't convince me before they can defeat them head-on."

Diapolo knew this very well. He looked at the evil dragon in front of him with a huge body that was as docile as possible in front of him, and laughed. Without the constraints of the contract, this guy would never be in the posture in front of him.

"Master Dragon?"

Seeing Diapolo suddenly looking at him, he laughed. The Hunfire Gu Long suddenly became nervous because he couldn't figure out what the little guy in front of him was thinking.

"How long has it been since the last time I saw you until today?" Diapolo curled his laughter and looked at the ancient dragon of the Hellfire in front of him, his eyes became a little expectant.

"It's very short, less than two years." When Lorraine heard Diapolo's question, he gave a relatively vague answer.

"So, how has the practice been in two years?" Diapolo's dark golden dragon eyes shone in the dark dragon's den, full of expectations.

"Lord Lord Dragon, it's less than two years now." Lorraine showed a embarrassed look.

"I ask how you are practicing?" Diapolo gradually lost his expression. He saw the guilty man in front of him, as if he was not memorizing the text with a lucky mentality, and then the next day he was randomly checked and recited by the teacher.

"I..." The ancient dragon of Hellfire is timid.

"Come on the sword!"

Diapolo didn't want to listen to his quibbling, so he stretched out his dragon's claw and gently stroked the evil dragon in front of him.

boom--

The surging blood-colored flames burst out from the body of the Hell Fire Ancient Dragon. The surging evil spirit energy swept across the hell evil fire that could burn souls and then turned into a pillar of light and rushed straight into the sky.

So, with the sound of collapse and rupture of the mountains, Diabolo suddenly realized that he had made a somewhat unwise move - this already shoddy dragon cave was collapsed by his slaves.

Crackling!

The dark red arc shone in the air, the scorching wind blew in the air, and the hot magma flowed under the feet. Diapolo, who was not injured, looked at the evil sword in front of him as huge as ever, with expressionless expression on his face.

"Lorraine, it's been two years, what have you done, there's no change at all. Do you think I'm very easy to fool?" Diapolo's voice did not fluctuate at all, but the more this happened, the more scared the Hellfire Ancient Dragon was, and the evil sword he transformed into began to tremble slightly.

"Lord Lord Dragon, my practice has made some progress." A sound that sounded a little guilty echoed over the ruins that had turned into lava.

"Then show it to me."

Zheng ~

The evil sword let out a trembling sound, and the sword energy disturbed the surrounding atmosphere, shattered the scorching wind, and the blood light that shot people burst out from the spiritual patterns on the sword spine. Seeing such a might, Diapolo unconsciously took a step back.

Because on the level of strength, the Hunfire Ancient Dragon is on the same level as his eldest wife and has no comparison with him. If it weren't for the contract, he would never have stood in front of such a vicious and cruel evil dragon.

"That's it?"

Because of the contract, Diapolo was able to ignore most of the pressure brought to him by the ancient dragon of Hellfire. The remaining point can basically be ignored as long as he is firm in his will.

His attention was on the evil sword transformed into by the ancient dragon of Hellfire. If it weren't for the keen sense of spiritual consciousness, it would be difficult for Diapolo to find that the sword in front of him had actually shrunk a little.

"After two years of practice, are you just using this little thing to fool me?" Diapolo sighed, and it became smaller. What's the difference between it and just now? He can't pick it up yet.

"Master Dragon Lord, please calm down. I just want to recruit some capable subordinates for Your Highness, so I neglected to practice."

"Have I asked you to recruit?" Diapolo asked in a cold voice, "You don't do what you want to do well, but you don't do what you want to do, but you do it very well."

"Lord Dragon, I..."

"Can you turn into other weapons forms?" Diapolo was completely disappointed, but with a hint of expectation, he asked more.

"I can only become a sword now." The ancient dragon of Hellfire could already feel the anger of Diapolo.

So, the next moment

ah!!!

The shrill screams that can only be felt at the soul level echoed, but even so painful, the ancient dragon of Hellfire did not return to its dragon form.

Because this is not under his own control, although he has practiced the secret technique, he can also change between the dragon shape and the weapon form at will.

But as the leader of the soldier, Diapolo has higher authority. Just like just now, Diapolo wanted to turn him into a weapon, but he had no right to refuse or choose.

Now, Diapolo chose to let him suffer in the form of an evil sword. The only way he showed pain was the sword's height trembled frequently.

"Lorraine, please do it yourself!"

Diapolo snorted lightly and planned to leave. He was going to let the dragon maintain its sword form for a long time to punish him. Without his permission, the ancient dragon of Hellfire could not change back.

This is the authority he possesses as a soldier. After he becomes a weapon under his control, as the weapon itself, he only has the ability to think and has no ability to control himself at all.

"Um."

Diapolo, who had just spread his wings and was about to take off, suddenly thought of something, stayed in place, turned his head and looked at the ancient dragon of Hellfire whose body was one-third of the sword's body inserted into the ground.

"Can you fly in this state?"

"It should be possible!" Lorraine, who was tortured at the soul level, suddenly heard Diapolo's question, was slightly stunned and answered cautiously.

He had no complaints in his heart at this time, not that he didn't have them, but that he didn't dare to have them. He knew that the Dragon Lord could sense his thoughts. Once he had resentment, he would face a more miserable ending.

"You try flying."

Buzz —

With Diapolo's permission, the evil dragon in the sword form had a certain right to move. Under Diapolo's expectant gaze, his sword body whispered lightly and slowly flew up from the earth.

"The sword body is horizontal!"

Seeing this scene, Diapolo was even more excited and felt that he was a dragon talent.

The ancient dragon of the Hellfire, Lorrain, slowly lowered his sword body with doubts, and kept a relatively parallel posture with the ground. Then he saw in shock that the Dragon Lord, who was still serious and even angry, opened his dragon wings and flew up on him with some excitement.

"Lord Dragon Lord, are you?"

"Hahaha!"

Diapolo completely ignored the ancient dragon of Hellfire, but laughed and applied a transforming technique on himself, turning into a dragon child with black hair hanging down shoulders, looking about six or seven years old.

"Wuhu, take off!"

The dragon child pointed to the cloudless sky and gave orders to his slaves with great enthusiasm.

"Affect the order."

Although Lorraine, who had no idea why Diapolo became so excited, was puzzled, she still chose to be obedient because the soul hurts really hard.

The giant evil sword with a sword body length of more than 100 meters and a blade width of more than 5 meters slowly flew into the sky, giving the Diapolo a completely different experience to the form of a dragon and jumping on it.

"Slowly accelerate the flight, I'm not allowed to stop before I call for a stop." Diapolo looked at the gradually broadening vision, and the disappointment just now gradually faded and turned into excitement.

“As you wish!”

The wide evil sword carried the dragon-man kid who was so excited that he screamed, flying slowly, and the speed became faster and faster. In the end, it simply turned into a blood-colored rainbow light.

...

"Well, the fire engraving seal has been replenished!"

In the vast sky, a golden dragon that had just closed his eyes not long after opening his sleepy dragon eyes, and a dazzling light burst out, making the hall, which was already filled with light, become invisible.

"It's quite fast. Are you looking for help from other dragons? It seems that the little guy really wants to leave the dragon domain!"

The Dragon of Holy Light thought, with the elders’ care and hope for the younger generation, “But how long has it been, that little guy’s strength is probably not enough! Well, if you stop it, it will hurt the little guy’s confidence a little, and arrange a relatively safe world for him!”

After thinking about how to arrange the Holy Dragon in the heavenly realm, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!