Evil Dragon: My Adopted Dragonling Always Wants to Be an Empress
Chapter 382

I'm Going to Die

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Little Fatty Weiersen stared wide-eyed at the phantom of the Bronze Dragon flying out of the young dragon's Lightning Hammer; it was his father!

How did his father's phantom fly out of the black dragon cub's Lightning Hammer? Even though his father's phantom was flashing with lightning, he could still recognize it at a glance; the Bronze Dragon phantom was his father.

Why is his father protecting the black dragon cub? Wait, could that damned black dragon cub have imprisoned his father inside the Lightning Hammer?

No, that's not right. His father is fine. He even saw his father when he left Saint Blue.

What happened just now?

"You despicable bastard, you actually made me your mount! I'll teach you to be arrogant and look down on people like that!"

The young dragon vented its anger, smashing [Smelly Imperial Sister Asina] into the earth with its Lightning Hammer. It put away the Lightning Hammer, jumped off the boulder, squatted down, and clenched its dragon claws into fists, pounding [Smelly Imperial Sister Asina]'s head again and again.

Like swatting a groundhog that had popped its head out, she restrained her strength, afraid that if she used too much force, she might accidentally kill [the Smelly Imperial Sister Asina].

She had no intention of killing her stinky Imperial Sister; she simply wanted to teach her a lesson for beating up her Smelly Imperial Sister Asina and then imprison her.

With a dragon fist, the image of "Smelly Imperial Sister Asina" in the young Dragon Eye gradually dissipated and transformed into something else.

The Dragon Girl with Green-Haired Dragon Girl was punched into the ground by her, oh no! She knew it! How could her Smelly Imperial Sister Asina possibly be here?

It turned out that they had fallen under the Illusion Art of the Green-Haired Dragon Girl -Green-Haired Dragon Girl, mistaking her for their Smelly Imperial Sister Asina. That hammer blow had landed squarely on the Green-Haired Dragon Girl 'Green-Haired Dragon Girl head, knocking her unconscious.

It was unclear whether she had been knocked unconscious by the blow or struck by the lightning power of the Lightning Hammer. The little dragon punched the Green-Haired Dragon Girl again, and the young dragon shook her head a few times, wanting to apologize. Fortunately, she remembered her current identity; she was a black dragon cub.

The black dragon cub cannot apologize.

What to do now? Should we pull the Green-Haired Dragon Girl out like a radish? She seemed so strong, how could she be defeated so easily? The young dragon looked at the unconscious blue- Green-Haired Dragon Girl Green-Haired Dragon Girl and silently complained about her in his heart.

In her imagination, her battle with the Green-Haired Dragon Girl would be a back-and-forth affair, lasting at least half an hour or an hour. But she never expected it to end with a single blow.

Was she too strong? The young dragon shook its head a few times. It wasn't that she was too strong. It must have been that the Green-Haired Dragon Girl thought she was under the control of Illusion Art and let her guard down, which is why she was knocked unconscious by the Lightning Hammer.

Let's get this Green-Haired Dragon Girl out first.

This Green-Haired Dragon Girl is too arrogant; she hasn't even transformed back into her baby dragon form. Wait, why is this Pellet Drum on the ground? Something that the Green-Haired Dragon Girl has been holding must be something good.

hey-hey.

It's hers now.

The young dragon bent down and picked up the Pellet Drum that the Green-Haired Dragon Girl had dropped on the ground, then put it into the Lucky Coin.

Spoils of war.

Hey, no, no, these aren't her belongings. She can't just take other people's things. As Imperial Daughter of the Farolyn Empire, she should at least have this much manners.

The baby dragon took the Pellet Drum out of the Lucky Coin again. She wanted to put it back on the ground, but the dragon's claws holding the Pellet Drum refused to let go.

It felt like a battle between the brain and a dragon's claw.

The brain says, put it back.

Dragon Claw asked, "Why put the spoils you found back?" The young dragon's eyes showed a conflicted look, struggling between putting it back on the ground and not putting it back.

Wait a minute, she's a black dragon cub now. Black dragons are greedy, so as a black dragon cub, she should also be greedy.

The Imperial Daughter of the Farolyn Empire could return something to its rightful owner, but the black dragon cub would not.

Thinking of his current identity, the young dragon, with a mournful face, put the Pellet Drum back into the Lucky Coin with a clear conscience.

Feeling relieved, the young dragon bent down, grabbed the Green-Haired Dragon Girl 'Green-Haired Dragon Girl head with its claws, and pulled her up forcefully, pulling her out of the ground.

It's as simple as pulling up a radish.

The young dragon pinched the Green-Haired Dragon Girl Green-Haired Dragon Girl its claws, shook her a few times in the air to remove the dust from her body, and then placed her on the Green-Haired Dragon Girl where she had been standing.

"I won this battle."

The young dragon turned around and spoke to the big fat young dragon, the Little Fatty Weiersen, and the Dragon Head Human Body Heman opposite it.

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The black dragon cub won too easily.

There was nothing that could be done; Ursula mistakenly believed she had the black dragon cub under control and let her guard down, which led to her being taken away by the black dragon cub's attack.

Ursula hadn't even had a chance to unleash her true power yet, and hadn't even transformed back into her baby dragon form.

The Green-Haired Dragon Girl is named Ursula.

"The three of you, are you planning to take her back? Or are you planning to continue fighting me? If you want to continue fighting me, then those who wish to fight me may step forward."

If we're not in the mood, then we'll go back to Saint Blue.

Back to Saint Blue, back to Saint Blue, back to Saint Blue!

The young dragon kept praying in her heart. She didn't want to continue fighting. She had won a battle and wanted to go back to Saint Blue to show the evil dragon the spoils she had just picked up.

"I will continue to fight you."

Heman, with his Dragon Head Human Body, passed over the large fat baby dragon and the Little Fatty Weiersen, transformed back into his baby dragon form, took a few steps forward, and came to a spot not far from the baby dragon.

"This time, I will be your opponent."

Dragon Girl Heman smiled. Before coming to Saint Blue, she had bought a lot of good things at the "Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop" in the Alchemy City. In the upcoming battle, she planned to test whether the quality of the Source Power Item she bought was really as good as those human Extraordinary Person in the Alchemy City said.

The young dragon took out the Lightning Hammer from the Lucky Coin.

After being forged again by the dragon, the Lightning Hammer could change size.

"It seems you've been in the human world for too long and have forgotten our dragon race's way of fighting. Fighting with weapons is how humans fight."

But it doesn't matter, because I've found it quite interesting to arm our dragon race with weapons from the human world.

As she spoke, Heman flapped her wings and flew into the sky, opening her mouth to breathe Dragon Breath at the young dragon. A large cloud of blue Dragon Breath gushed out of her mouth.

The young dragon flapped its wings and flew backward to dodge. Heman, who was flying in the air, was stunned for a moment, and then continued to breathe Dragon Breath to chase after the young dragon.

The black dragon cub didn't retaliate by breathing Dragon Breath at her.

Is it disdain? Or has the black dragon cub truly forgotten the fighting style of the dragon race?

The young dragon flapped its wings and constantly changed its flight direction to avoid the Dragon Breath.

After Heman unleashed more than ten bursts of Dragon Breath Dragon Breath, the speed at which he did so slowed down.

Sensing this, as Heman prepared to unleash another Dragon Breath, the young dragon seized the opportunity, abruptly turning around and Heman the distance. It opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of purplish-gold Dragon Breath Heman Heman about to dodge, she suddenly noticed that the Golden Flames spewed by the black dragon cub dissipated automatically a short distance from her face. She was stunned.

This Dragon Breath... "Haven't you eaten for the past few days?"

(╬◣д◢) The young dragon was furious and asked, "Who hasn't eaten?"

She's eating well.

The Dragon Breath's breath wasn't very powerful because she wasn't a real young dragon. The Dragon Breath spewed so far only had so little power and could only travel so far. A distance of a dozen meters wasn't short. Damn it, she suffered from a lack of practical experience and misjudged the distance.

"I've eaten."

"Then why is the Dragon Breath you exhale so short and thin?"

"You dare insult me! I'll fight you to the death!"

The young dragon swung its Lightning Hammer, unleashing the Lightning Hammer power within. Instantly, lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky, with bolts of cyan-purple lightning striking Heman one after another.

Heman reacted quickly. The moment she saw the young dragon raise the Lightning Hammer, she swiftly took out a scroll from her Space Ring, tore it up, and threw it above her head.

A golden bell instantly materialized, enveloping Heman.

Golden Bell Shield.

Defensive Source Scroll.

Purchased from the Alchemy City's "Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop".

Inside the Golden Bell Shield Heman watched as bolts of cyan-purple lightning struck the Golden Bell Shield, yet failed to penetrate Golden Bell Shield defenses. She nodded in satisfaction.

This Golden Bell Shield cost her nearly three hundred gold coins, but the effect was quite good.

Unfortunately, it's a one-time use defensive item.

That's fine too.

Ursula had just used a defensive item to defend against the black dragon cub's Lightning Hammer, but it was easily pierced.

However, the defensive items she bought at the "Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop" were able to withstand the attack of the Black Dragon Cub's Lightning Hammer.

This shows that the Source Power Item in "Otherworld Department Store Wonderful" are worth the price.

When the young dragon saw the Golden Bell Shield enveloping Heman, its amethyst vertical pupils showed astonishment. Wasn't this the defensive Source Power Item developed by the evil dragon: the Golden Bell Shield?

She also has one, but it's not the Heman scroll type; it's an energy-type Golden Bell Shield that can be filled with source energy and reused repeatedly.

Oh no! If she increases the power of the Lightning Hammer and shatters the Golden Bell Shield in one go, will this Bronze Young Dragon think that the defensive Source Power Item developed by the evil dragon isn't worth that much money? This one-time use Source Power Item costs two hundred gold coins.

It's very expensive.

No, no, we can't break the Golden Bell Shield. We need to make the Bronze Young Dragon think that the dragon shop's goods are "good quality and cheap".

With this in mind, the young dragon used this level of lightning power to continuously output for a while, and then decisively put away the Lightning Hammer.

The Bronze Young Dragon must still have other Source Power Item from the Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop. If we continue to use the Lightning Hammer and accidentally break it, wouldn't that damage our own reputation?

"Damn it! What a powerful defensive item! It actually withstood my Lightning Hammer's level nine lightning attack. Where did you buy this defensive item? How much did it cost? Tell me, I want to buy some for self-defense when I have time!"

The baby dragon feigned shock and put on a little show, trying to get the Bronze Young Dragon in front of it to advertise its own Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop.

"Alchemy City, Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop, you probably can't use this level of Source Power Scroll. After all, one of these Source Power Scrolls costs three hundred gold coins."

"!!!"

Three hundred gold coins?! The young dragon's eyes widened instantly.

What a swindler! When she was a clerk at the Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop, a Source Scroll like this was clearly priced at 205 gold coins. If you had a membership card, you could get a discount, and after the discount, the price of a Source Scroll like this would be 180 gold coins.

If you buy enough Source Power Item at once, there's still room for price reduction.

How long has it been?

Such a scroll has actually increased in price to 300 gold coins?

Was this Bronze Young Dragon a second-hand, overpriced item purchased from a human Extraordinary Person? By the time she and the dragon left the Alchemy City, the reputation of the Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop had already spread far and wide. Many human Extraordinary Person would choose the Other Dimension Goods Mystical Shop when buying Source Power Item or disguise Source Power Item.

"Judging from your reaction, you don't seem to have much money. How about this, considering you might not even have enough to eat, sell me that Lightning Hammer you just had. I'm willing to pay a high price to buy it back."

"Impossible."

After a few casual words, the Golden Bell Shield that had enveloped Heman disappeared.

The moment the Golden Bell Shield disappeared, Heman took the initiative to attack, and this time a Source Power Scroll appeared again in her dragon claw.

She tore the Source Scroll to shreds and threw it at the young dragon.

The moment the Source Scroll shattered, countless sword energies appeared in the void above the young dragon's head.

Sword Intent Scroll!

They even have Sword Intent Scroll. "Taste the power of a human swordsman's sword intent, little black dragon."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Before Heman could finish speaking, countless golden sword intents descended from the sky, piercing various parts of the young dragon's body.

The young dragon had been cultivating within Lance's sword domain, and even spent a considerable amount of time cultivating within the galaxy formed by sword intent.

This level of sword intent struck her dragon body, but she felt nothing at all. It was time to put on an act again. As the evil dragon once said, the customer is God.

She needed to give the Bronze Young Dragon plenty of emotional value, making her feel that the Sword Intent Scroll was well worth the price! "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much! Ah!! My dragon body feels like it's been pierced!!! Ah!! My dragon claws have been stabbed too!!! My dragon tail... my dragon tail is going to break!!! Ahhh!!! My eyes... I feel like my eyes have been blinded by this terrifying sword intent! Bronze Young Dragon, you have no martial ethics!!! You actually used an offensive source energy scroll!!! And it's the Sword Intent Scroll of a supreme human swordsman! I... pfft"

The young dragon opened its mouth and exhaled a Dragon Breath. The atmosphere had been built up to this point. She originally wanted to spit out a mouthful of dragon blood, but she bit her tongue and it hurt so much that she didn't have the courage to bite it a second time. So she opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of Dragon Breath instead.

Not only that, in order to provide Heman with enough emotional value, the young dragon also followed the sword intent's attack and flipped around in the air. She wasn't just flipping around aimlessly. [When she was struck to pieces by the sword intent], she was also looking for a suitable place to fall. Places full of rocks wouldn't work, because falling down would hurt her dragon back.

The uneven, pitted paths wouldn't do; what if she fell in and twisted her ankle? Finally, the young dragon found a spot overgrown with wildflowers and grass. As the final wave of sword intent pierced her body, she let out a mournful cry, losing all her strength, and gently fell to the ground. "Ah, I'm going to die."

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