Since returning to Dubai, Black Dragon Emperor has fought against Chen Lang more than once.
But every time, it ends up scarred.
Even, at first, it had the breath of True Dragon blocked, but now, its breath of Dragon Breath has been restored.
It is at its strongest right now.
But despite this, he is still no match for Chen Lang...
As arrogant as a black dragon, it is undeniable that it really cannot defeat the mutated human being Chen Lang.
In the huge pit of the barren desert, the yellow sand is still slowly settling.
Black Dragon Emperor's huge body lay at the bottom of the pit. The vertical pupils that were originally as scarlet as burning blood now converged on all Vicious Qi. The huge head slowly lowered, and the remaining lightning on the dragon's horns was still flickering slightly, which was the trace left by the fierce battle just now.
Seeing Black Dragon Emperor's complete surrender, Chen Lang, who was hovering beside the pit, showed a satisfied look.
The black thunder around him has long since dissipated, and his clothes are fluttering gently in the hot desert wind. His expression is indifferent, as if the fierce battle that destroyed the world just now was just a pastime.
"I really wasted a lot of my time Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in order to tame this ungrateful person like you." Chen Lang looked down at the black dragon at the bottom of the pit, with a hint of impatient complaint in his tone, but there was no real anger in his eyes.
This is true.
Every time Black Dragon Emperor was seriously injured, in order not to let this ancient True Dragon become useless, and in order to continue to sharpen its will, he would use Dubai's rare resources to heal it.
The trauma caused by Chen Lang's full attack cannot be compensated by ordinary resources. The Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures required are often spiritual objects that are more than a thousand years old, and the total amount can be regarded as an astronomical sum.
Anyone else, even the richest man in the world, might not be willing to spend so much resources to tame an unruly Emperor-level True Dragon.
After all, for the richest man, he only has money, but many resources are simply beyond their reach.
At a level like Chen Lang, the resources that money can exchange for are minimal to their own improvement...
But what Chen Lang wants is not a stiff machine that is unwilling to surrender, but a mount and minions with top combat power that can accompany him in all directions.
Fortunately, hard work pays off.
After repeatedly defeating its will to resist, reshaping its body with Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures again and again, and even solving the problem of its originally banned True Dragon breath, this ancient True Dragon, which had a high self-esteem, finally let go of its arrogance and willingly surrendered to itself!
Black Dragon Emperor seemed to understand Chen Lang's complaint, so he let out a low whimper, lowered his head a little more, and his posture was extremely respectful.
It can clearly feel that Chen Lang's power far exceeds its knowledge. What's even more rare is that although the opponent is tough, they never really think about taking its life. They try their best to heal each time. This strength and magnanimity are enough to make this ancient True Dragon surrender.
Chen Lang tiptoed a little and landed lightly on Black Dragon Emperor's head.
The rough and hard Dragon Scales felt clear to the touch. Black Dragon Emperor's body stiffened slightly, then immediately stabilized, even breathing deliberately lighter.
"Get up." Chen Lang's voice was plain but with unquestionable majesty. "Now that you have recognized your master, you will fight with me in the future. I am here to protect your future achievements, which will far exceed those of the past thousands of years."
"Ouch~~~~~~~~~~!!!!"
Black Dragon Emperor let out a deep and loud dragon roar, as if in response to Chen Lang's promise.
It slowly lifted up its huge body, exerted its strength on its limbs, and jumped out of the pit with the yellow sand at the bottom of the pit.
The body that covered the sky spread out, and the fleshy wings flapped to bring up violent airflow, but they accurately avoided the Chen Lang above their heads.
"Let's go back to Dubai."
Chen Lang stood on the faucet with his hands behind his hands, looking in the direction of Dubai.
Following Chen Lang's command, Black Dragon Emperor flapped its wings, turning him into a black stream of light and galloping away in the direction of Dubai.
Over the desert, only a trail of air currents gradually dissipated, and a desolate land that was devastated beyond recognition by fierce fighting...
When he returned to Dubai, Black Dragon Emperor was absorbed into Summoning Vessel by him.
Normally, its huge body cannot be kept outside all the time. Otherwise, the majesty of its huge body alone would be enough to paralyze the city.
He just returned to his room and found Apas sitting there bored.
"Are you going to tame your black dragon again?" Apas looked at Chen Lang coming back with a sweet smile.
Although Apas is still just a little girl, she has the graceful figure of a Western woman, coupled with her bloodline of Medusa, which gives her a charm that is not inferior to that of any mature woman.
Therefore, even though he understood that she was mocking him, Chen Lang still didn't care. After all, he could choose to be considerate of beautiful things.
Seeing Chen Lang nodding, Apas asked with some confusion, "Don't you only value the results? Now that you have control over Black Dragon Emperor, why waste time taming it?"
"Training a dragon is the same as taming you women. It doesn't mean that getting your body means owning you. My taming means that when I think about it, with a random command, you know what posture you should take."
When Apas heard Chen Lang's metaphor, a hint of shame and anger flashed across her charming face. Although she had also lived in the human world, she was Medusa after all. She was not too shy. She had even seen her two sisters with big pythons wrapped around them...
The reason why she was ashamed and angry was because she understood what Chen Lang meant. He was teasing her!
"Vulgar race." Apas muttered bitterly, his delicate brows furrowed tightly, his eyes filled with sullenness, but with a hint of helplessness.
Chen Lang was not used to it at all, and said sarcastically, "It doesn't matter whether it's vulgar or mediocre. As noble as your descendant Medusa, you still have to be a good little waitress for me."
"You..." Apas suddenly raised his head, staring at Chen Lang with a pair of golden eyes, his tone filled with suppressed anger, wanting to refute something to prove his nobility and unyieldingness.
But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
The images of these days appeared in my mind involuntarily, tidying Chen Lang's room, serving tea and water, and even preparing hot water for bathing according to his instructions after he finished practicing.
Aren't these things just trivial things that her Medusa maids did in the past?
An indescribable feeling of humiliation surged into his heart, Apas's cheeks turned red, but he couldn't refute.
She is the princess of the Medusa clan. If she had not been forced into desperation by her two sisters, she would have turned around and left long ago, and would even let this arrogant human being taste the horror of Medusa's Eye...
Seeing her speechless look, Chen Lang raised a playful smile on his lips, walked slowly to her, and looked at her condescendingly. "What? You have nothing to say?"
Apas turned his head away abruptly, not looking into Chen Lang's eyes, with a trembling voice. "I am only temporarily bound by you, one day, I will get rid of you!"
"Oh?"
Chen Lang raised his eyebrows, with a hint of disdain in his tone, "Then I'll wait. But before that, you'd better recognize your identity..."