The Fisherman Reaps the Benefits

The Fisherman Profits

The moment the Black Dragon moved, the dragon race's ferocity was displayed in full.

Its wings beat, and a gale instantly roared. Before the Black Dragon's massive body had even taken flight, it opened its mouth first and let out a furious roar, unleashing a powerful draconic aura. Li Junshan was so terrified he nearly wanted to run, and even the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle, also a level-nine magical beast, could not help flapping its wings and retreating several steps.

The Black Dragon rose into the air, and with a sweep of its thick tail, it instantly lashed toward Hickory's back in midair. At the same time, it opened its mouth and spat out a great mass of black mist that enveloped the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle.

Level-nine magical beasts already possessed intelligence. The Black Dragon had endured the two insignificant humans in its eyes slaughtering each other before it only because it had been waiting for an opportunity. If it had not been injured first and was not about to lay an egg, leaving it with only a fraction of its original strength, the Black Dragon would have attacked long ago.

Hickory had nowhere to dodge. Laurat had already completed a Heavenly Thunder Art, and without the protection of his battle-aura shield, Hickory had a thick bolt of lightning above his head and the Black Dragon's enormous tail behind him. Gritting his teeth, he swung out a sword beam to block the heavenly thunder, while gathering all the remaining battle aura in his body onto his back and taking the Black Dragon's blow head-on.

"Pfft!" Hickory sprayed out an arrow of blood. His sword beam blocked the Heavenly Thunder Art, but his body was struck by the Black Dragon's huge tail and was instantly sent flying several hundred meters before tumbling to the ground.

Laurat was not having an easy time either. The dragon race's draconic aura was an innate magic. Even magical beasts of the same level would have their minds disturbed beneath that powerful draconic aura, giving rise to an almost irresistible fear.

While using his mental power to soothe the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle, Laurat kept chanting magic incantations. Seeing that mass of black mist about to drift in front of him, with a crackling hiss, a large, dense electric net appeared out of thin air and swept head-on toward the black mist. In the gaps formed where the electric net crossed, tiny arcs of electricity kept wandering, making it seem airtight as it enveloped the black mist within and allowed not a trace to leak out.

In a single exchange, the Black Dragon sent Hickory flying. At the same time it spat out the black mist, its giant claws pressed down toward the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle.

At that moment, Li Junshan clearly saw a wound on the Black Dragon's belly as large as his own body. As its body flew, pus and blood sprayed down across the sky.

The fisherman profits. A phrase flashed through Li Junshan's mind. He had just lifted his foot, intending to climb onto the Xenomorph's back and leave, but he instantly changed his mind. He lowered his body again, held his breath, and waited for the best opportunity.

Under Laurat's soothing, the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle had already recovered. It flapped its wings and flew up, spitting tongues of flame toward the Black Dragon.

The dragon race's elemental immunity was no bluff. Facing the hissing tongues of flame, the Black Dragon neither dodged nor gave way. It charged forward, pressed both hands onto the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle's back, and swept its tail over.

Laurat had already jumped down the moment the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle flew up. Standing on the ground with a tense expression, he kept chanting magic incantations, preparing another high-level lightning spell.

The Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle's tongues of flame were useless, so it simply stopped using them. As for the Black Dragon's black mist, it clearly could not be spat out whenever it pleased either, and the two actually began fighting hand-to-hand in the air. The two enormous magical beasts battled tragically in the sky, an extremely spectacular sight. The Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle's feathers and the scales on the Black Dragon's body fell like rain.

The dragon race's elemental immunity was an innate skill, but that did not mean it could be immune to all magic. It was not afraid of the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle's tongues of flame, but when rumbling thunder came from the dark clouds overhead, the Black Dragon opened its mouth and released a long string of strange syllables.

The legendary Dragon Language Magic? Li Junshan felt somewhat afraid and could not help bending over and retreating several dozen meters.

Laurat's magic was finally complete, but it was still that same lightning arrow from before, rumbling as it shot down toward the Black Dragon with tremendous momentum. At this moment, Laurat's white robe was already soaked through. He looked incomparably weak, almost unable even to stand steady.

Just as the lightning arrow was about to fall, strange ripples burst through the air above the Black Dragon's head. In an instant, the air seemed to be torn open, and a slowly widening crack appeared.

"Not good! The Black Dragon is tearing open space to escape!" Laurat was both furious and anxious. He used his mental power to issue an order to the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle: no matter what, it had to entangle the Black Dragon.

Whoosh...

Hickory, who had disappeared for quite a while, shot out from somewhere. Wrapped in yellow battle aura in midair, he rushed onto the Black Dragon's body in an instant, and the broadsword in his hand stabbed fiercely into the soft part of the Black Dragon's neck that was not covered in dragon scales.

The Black Dragon let out an earth-shaking scream. A fountain of golden blood sprayed more than ten meters from the wound on its neck, and the torn space before it instantly closed. Screaming in agony, the Black Dragon spread its wings and knocked away the wildly overjoyed Hickory. Its tail whipped the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle, which had stretched out its long beak to stab viciously at the wound on its neck. No longer able to endure the pain of its wounds, it fell to the ground and tumbled toward the mouth of the valley.

Laurat was overjoyed. Seeing Hickory drag his broadsword backward while vomiting blood and run toward the valley mouth, and knowing that he himself did not have much magic power left, he hurriedly ordered the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle to fly over and stop Hickory, while he struggled toward the valley mouth.

At the mouth of the valley, the Black Dragon had rolled several hundred meters away. Its long body dragged over the ground like a dead snake. The wound on its abdomen had split open, and along with the wound on its neck, blood gushed out in fountains. Blinking its eyes, the Black Dragon shed great, heavy tears. Beneath its abdomen, a dragon egg about a meter tall had been laid.

Covered in sand and dirt, Li Junshan felt as if he could not breathe. He was less than ten meters from the Black Dragon, and his violent heartbeat forced him to pound his chest hard with his hand to relieve the pressure.

What do I do? What do I do? Li Junshan's mind was filled with huge question marks. From the moment he heard news of the Black Dragon until the previous second, he had been scheming against it, but now that the Black Dragon was sprawled before him, weak as if utterly incapable of resisting, he actually did not know what to do.

Inside the valley, the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle was still fighting Hickory. The feeble Laurat had not a trace of magic power left and was struggling to run over. Suddenly, Li Junshan heard chaotic footsteps coming from outside the valley behind him, and his heart grew even more anxious.

It has to be Sally and the others failing to stop the Dragon Slayer Team from Windfire Town! Li Junshan took several deep breaths, and with a thought, a Xenomorph Egg appeared out of thin air. Almost instantly, the Facehugger leaped up and pounced toward the Black Dragon's slightly open maw.

Directly having the Facehugger seek the Black Dragon as a host—this was Li Junshan's plan, and also the reason he had dared to come looking for the Black Dragon. As for summoning the Black Dragon, he believed there was absolutely no possibility of that.

Hiss...

The Black Dragon opened its mouth, and a faint black mist sprayed out. The Facehugger was covered by the black mist and instantly turned into pus and blood.

There's a chance. Seeing the poisonous mist the Black Dragon spat out disperse instantly, a far cry from the previous few times, Li Junshan was overjoyed. With a thought, he summoned another Xenomorph Egg. This Facehugger pounced into midair, but the Black Dragon suddenly opened its mouth and let out a low chant. Draconic aura surged out.

The frail Facehugger was struck by the draconic aura in midair, lost its mental connection with Li Junshan, and fell dead to the ground.

Draconic aura could not attack the same creature twice in one day. Li Junshan had heard of this principle before. Moreover, this time, even after being hit head-on by the draconic aura, he did not feel the same terror that had nearly shattered his courage earlier.

Only two left. Li Junshan was so nervous he nearly suffocated. He summoned another Xenomorph Egg, and because he was too tense and excited, his body could not help trembling violently.

Poison-mist attack, draconic aura—the Black Dragon had already exhausted all its strength. It watched helplessly as this tiny, strange creature pounced onto its face. Before it could bite down, it only felt something appear inside its mouth, instantly sliding down its throat and into its body. Before it could even understand what was happening, the Black Dragon passed out.

"Who are you?" Laurat finally ran over, watching Li Junshan warily.

"Honored mage, sir." Seeing the Facehugger fall stiffly from the Black Dragon's mouth, Li Junshan finally relaxed and said with a grin, "Hello."

"Have your magical beast put down the dragon egg." Out of the corner of his eye, Laurat saw a strange magical beast he had never seen before pick up the one-meter-tall dragon egg from beneath the Black Dragon's belly, and he shouted coldly at Li Junshan.

Laurat did not take a teenage boy seriously. Afraid that Hickory would rush over and pick up the spoils, he ordered the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle to use every means possible to hold Hickory down.

"I'll say it again. Have your magical beast put down the dragon egg." Laurat stretched out his palm. In his fair-skinned hand was a fist-sized ball of lightning, crackling and hissing.

Laurat could not release more advanced magic, but a low-level spell like Thunderbolt was still not beyond him.

"Honored mage, sir, please don't attack." Li Junshan looked panicked as he commanded the Xenomorph holding the dragon egg to walk toward Laurat.

As if it had not seen the road clearly, the Xenomorph suddenly tripped over a protruding stone while walking. Its body tilted, and it looked as if the dragon egg in its arms was about to fall onto the rock.

Although Laurat knew the dragon egg's shell was very hard, his heart still tightened, and all his attention was drawn over.

All at once, Laurat, who had been tempered in countless battles, sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Every hair on his body stood on end, and he strained to dodge one step aside.

Thnk...

The tailbone of a Xenomorph silently hidden behind him stabbed fiercely into empty air, piercing a large hole in the ground.

Since they had already torn away all pretense of civility, Li Junshan simply willed it, and summoned every Xenomorph out. Nine Xenomorphs shielded Li Junshan and the Xenomorph holding the dragon egg behind them, then let out a hiss-roar at Laurat in unison.

Laurat's body instantly went rigid. His pupils contracted rapidly, filled with shock and horror.

The wind howled as the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle sensed its master was in danger and flew over, blocking Laurat with a clear cry. Blood kept seeping from its neck, and there was a swollen lump on its head. It no longer had any trace of its former elegance.

With a whoosh, Hickory flew over as well. He looked even worse, the corners of his mouth smeared with blood, his hair a wild mess, and his clothes almost torn into strips by the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle.

"Die." Laurat appeared on the Golden-Eyed Magic Eagle's back. Flying into the air, he shouted furiously and hurled a Thunderbolt straight down at Li Junshan.

Li Junshan had already climbed onto the back of the egg-holding Xenomorph. Living creatures could not be put into spatial rings, and he had no contract with this dragon egg, so he could only have the Xenomorph hold it in that strange way.

With a whoosh, the egg-holding Xenomorph retreated several dozen meters at astonishing speed. Of the other nine Xenomorphs, four that did not know magic charged toward Hickory, while the remaining five kicked off with their hind legs and leaped more than ten meters high, each unleashing its innate magic at Laurat in midair.