Ashen Dragon

Within seconds after the Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher appeared on the Empire's camp, a Gold Dragon flapped its wings, accompanied by a howling gale, descended from the sky, pinning the monster resembling a cross between a wolverine and Blue Dragon firmly to the ground with its massive claws.

"Aoo—"

The Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher twisted its body, struggling frantically, yet unable to budge the Gold Dragon's claw, was pressed even harder, spewing blood froth from its mouth, with the crunch of snapping bones audible from its body.

The Gold Dragon looked down at the monster with disdain and contempt, coldly stating, "Evil Dragon Descendants... I never expected these disgusting things to grow so numerous."

A Brass Dragon landed beside it, gazing at the Blue Dragon Descendant pinned under the claw, and sighed, "Indeed, over in the Talilo Desert, these filthy monsters lurk everywhere, more numerous than the rats underground, causing us significant trouble.

Ferdinand, just finish it off swiftly; reducing by one such being of pure destruction and slaughter is a significant contribution to Fianso."

Upon hearing this, the Gold Dragon referred to as "Ferdinand" didn't hesitate to apply more pressure, crushing the Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher into meat paste, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

Nearby, listening to the conversation, Singo approached with a smile and respectfully asked, "Master Ferdinand, we indeed just returned from Talilo and encountered many similar monsters. What exactly is their origin?"

The Gold Dragon slightly lifted its chin, embodying the proud and noble posture seen in all poems about Gold Dragons, lowered its eyelids, its eyes shimmering, and scrutinized the Red Dragon Descendant Warrior: "As a Red Dragon Descendant, do you not know the origin of these Evil Dragon Descendants?"

Singo sincerely shook his head: "Sir, we are not natural Dragonborns, but rather lucky individuals blessed by His Majesty Cassius."

Only then did the Gold Dragon withdraw its gaze, speaking indifferently, "These filthy descendants of the Evil Dragon, harbingers of destruction, cursed children, born from giant dragons blessed by Tiamat, are the lowest of dragon beasts.

Their birth used to be exceptionally rare incidents, but in recent years, that group of cultists used blasphemous rituals to allow the Dragon Queen's divine power to seep into the Material Plane, resulting in countless Evil Dragon Descendants being summoned, wreaking havoc across the world."

Singo asked, "Is there any chance we can destroy these Evil Dragon Descendants at their source now?"

"It's difficult." The Gold Dragon shook its large head, speaking solemnly, "Their nests are hidden deep underground, often gathering dozens or even hundreds of Evil Dragon Descendants. Even true dragons like us entering rashly could face life-threatening danger."

"Underground, huh..."

Singo lowered his head in thought, eyes glinting, before he finally lifted his head and said, "Thank you, sir, for enlightening me."

The Gold Dragon glanced at him, speaking calmly, "Regardless of your camp or the power you serve, right now, we all have a common enemy — those followers of Tiamat."

The Gold Dragon and the Brass Dragon flapped their expansive wings, departing together, leaving behind the crushed remains of the Blue Dragon Descendant Ambusher and the thoughtful Singo.

The Natural War Maniac walked forward, collecting the Blue Dragon Descendant scales scattered on the ground, scratching his head, and asked with a smile, "What plan do you have this time? Let's hear it."

Singo pondered for a moment, then lifted his head, revealing a confident smile, "Gentlemen — interested in turning this lair of monsters upside down?"

Nearby, Mantou, whose hair stood on end as if electrified, poked his head out, speaking in a ghostly manner, "Of course, I'd love for them all to perish."

Summer Night Autumn Rain quipped, "Just escaped the tiger's mouth, now you want to walk into the wolf's den."

Singo wagged his finger, "No, to be more accurate, it's like using fireworks to blow up a rabbit hole."

He rummaged through the Otherworldly Backpack, laboriously pulling out a rocket launcher with an exaggerated caliber, with its internal pointed bomb several meters long.

Singo placed it on the ground, patting its side, and introduced proudly, "I picked up this treasure from the Imperial Engineering Team, the Earth Crust Shredder Drilling Bomb, capable of penetrating ten meters of concrete, with a multi-stage explosive structure, specifically designed to dismantle mountains and destroy underground targets."

Next to him, Mantou was dumbfounded, as if seeing a blue mechanical cat overlapping with the Singo in front of him: "Dude... are you really Doraemon?"

Singo gazed in the direction of the Talilo Desert, speaking in a deep voice, "Next up is finding their lair."

"Let's go!"

"Aoo—"

The Bipedal Wyvern standing nearby raised its head, opened its mouth, and let out a particularly loud howl.

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Talilo Great Desert.

As far as the eye can see, there is endless yellow sand, rolling dunes, but if you look closely, you can see monsters covered in blue scales darting through the sands.

They are the Blue Dragon Descendants, creatures now found everywhere in the Talilo Great Desert, these greedy monsters born from the underground spread wildly, nearly shredding and swallowing all native creatures within the desert.

The desert's ecosystem has been severely damaged, giant camels, desert giant lizards, land turtles, and sand giants, among other native species, are on the brink of extinction, leaving only bones after being gnawed by the Evil Dragon Descendants.

In the depths of the desert, an Evil Dragon Sacrifice, clad in tattered robes and wielding a Dragon Beast Staff, kneels before an abandoned temple, muttering incessantly.

"In the pupils, surges of chaotic thunderstorms, from the mouth, spews world-destroying lightning​!

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