Reborn As A Evil Dragon

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"Where's the black dragon?" Argenta suddenly thought.

"He should be dead. He was in the very center of the explosion. With that kind of intense magical flames and high temperatures, along with the breath of the Abyss, he must..."

Before Geraint could finish speaking, the underground suddenly exploded.

A huge figure, exuding golden-red light, flew out and landed on the ground.

"Black Dragon!" The two dragons and the elf turned pale with shock.

"Damn it!"

I looked at the half-head in my claws with an ugly expression. This was the half-head of Balor.

The other body parts had all exploded just moments ago.

Even the Great Sword of Beheading did not survive—it was a legendary artifact! I could have consumed it or found a way to turn its nature into cold, giving a cool ice sword to Arthas!

My heart was bleeding.

What great ingredients!

And there was something even weirder: after Balor's death, I felt like something was wrong.

It was as if Balor hadn't truly died.

But the other party was obviously dead!

It suddenly occurred to me that the demon lords in the Abyss all have one defining characteristic.

Apart from their strength, the biggest difference from ordinary demons is that they are favored by the Abyss.

They place their own essence in the Abyss so that even if they die, they can quickly revive and respawn in the Abyss.

But this guy was obviously not a demon lord. After all, the strength of a demon lord is greater, and some dragon lords even have god-like power.

As a result, their strength is greater than that of some gods...

But with this head, I should be able to devour part of Balor's characteristics!

I then looked at the two dragons and one elf on the ground; they were all pitch black.

If I didn't look carefully, I wouldn't be able to tell they were powerful gold dragons, a beautiful silver dragoness, and an elegant forest elf.

At this time, I could clearly feel the restlessness of the three through telepathy.

Since I didn't get anything else, it's enough to have these two dragons and one elf!

"He didn't suffer much damage!" Geraint looked at the black dragon in front of him.

In addition to some scars on the body, there were several holes in the wings.

Basically no damage elsewhere!

"Your Excellency Black Dragon, we have no intention of being your enemy!" Geraint was no fool.

Under normal circumstances, even the red dragon among the Chromatic Dragons wouldn't make him very afraid.

But this black dragon was too terrifying...

"It's just right; I don't want to be your enemy either. You go with me first!" I said cheerfully.

But my unscrupulous dragon's might showed that I didn't take these three seriously at all.

Still want to go against me?

Do you have the strength to fight back?

"Your Excellency Black Dragon, we are both dragons. We shouldn't be enemies..." Argenta leaned her jet-black body forward and whispered.

"Hehe, if I hadn't just attacked you, you would have been captured by the demon and taken to the bottomless Abyss. Even your soul would not have been able to rest in peace. So, I saved your life..."

Do you have the strength to fight against the enemy?

"Your Excellency Black Dragon, we are both dragons, we shouldn't kill each other..." Argenta leaned out her jet-black body and whispered.

"Hehe, if I hadn't just shot you, you would have been captured by the devil and taken to the bottomless Abyss. Even your soul would not be able to rest in peace, so I saved your life..."

I stopped in the middle of speaking.

"Hey, why do I tell you so much, just take it back!"

As I said that, I planned to take the two dragons and one elf back home directly after being disabled.

"What?"

I suddenly felt a shock coming from a distance.

A group of soldiers dressed in white knight armor and riding white horses came from far to near.

Since I and the others were in the huge pit that was blown out, these knights didn't notice us at first.

"Hurry up, hurry up and check what's going on in Voltan City!" a white-armored knight said quickly.

But when more than forty of them reached the edge of the deep pit, all of them held their breath for an instant.

Immediately, the three dragons, one elf, and the human army of more than forty people looked at each other.

In the next second, the cavalry formation exploded!

"Dragon... black dragon!"

"There are still three black dragons!"

"Run!"

"How could there be a dragon!"

They didn't understand why three true dragons, which were rarely seen at ordinary times, suddenly appeared, and they were all black dragons.

"Three black dragons?" I was a little puzzled. Isn't it one black, one gold, and one silver?

Geraint and Argenta looked at their charred body scales and felt a little bitter.

But I would not let these knights leave. Dragon's Might released, and the formation of the knights immediately turned their backs.

The mounts were so frightened that feces and urine flowed out, even the giant wolf under the leader's seat was no exception.

"These human beings are innocent..." Before Argenta could finish speaking, I swept out a mouthful of blue heat ray.

All of a sudden, no matter whether it was a mount or a human being, there was no sound.

Just kidding, how could I let anyone know I am involved in this?

I felt the injuries on my body had started to recover without even needing to use healing spells, as with every feast, my regenerative healing factor also strengthens.

"You..." Argenta pointed at me, speechless.

"Do you actually care about other creatures? Let's keep this simple—you have two choices. First, submit completely to my will and follow my commands. Second, I'll remove each of your limbs. It won't technically kill you, so I'll remain within the boundaries set for a Dragon and avoid any repercussions. But understand this: if you force my hand, I'll ensure that the elf's existence will be a far greater torment than death." My voice sharpened, patience dwindling as the threat sank in.

After doing it for a long time, I was already suffering from the huge loss of half a demon head, and it was a waste of time.

Fortunately, there are still half a head and two dragons, otherwise, it would be a real loss.

As for the elf, I selectively ignored it; it wasn't enough for the entire elf girl group!

"What's the difference between this and enslaving us!" Geraint shouted, knocking me to the ground just after he finished speaking.

Grabbing the seriously injured golden dragon by the neck, I lifted him up and threw him out.

Bang, bang, bang.

The golden dragon's figure hit the ground hard, and Geraint fainted.

"Elder brother!"

Argenta was shocked and hurriedly flew toward Geraint in the distance.

But I grabbed one of her claws and yanked her down.

A paw knocked her to the ground.

"Argenta, Geraint!" The elf Delia watched weakly.

But she couldn't do anything. Even though Geraint and Argenta had protected her, she was still injured.

The sight of the dragon struck terror into her heart, as memories of the Queen of Darkness resurfaced, haunting her with old fears. She never suspected that the fully-grown black dragon before her was the same creature they had stolen as an egg years ago. Now born and grown, his presence radiated raw, formidable power—a living testament to the vengeful wrath the Queen of Darkness had instilled, a reminder that her past transgressions could never truly be escaped.

Similarly, the black dragon didn't realize that the elf standing before him was the very archer who had stolen the egg he once slumbered in. Back then, he had been vulnerable and unaware, cocooned within the shell she'd snatched from his mother, the Queen of Darkness. Now, fully grown, he looked upon her with cold detachment, the memory of that theft lost to him—

"Let me go!" Argenta struggled hard.

But her strength was too far behind mine.

Like a grown man and a seven- or eight-year-old girl.

"Your name is Argenta?" I asked.

"So what?"

Argenta felt very uncomfortable. She shouldn't have left Dragon Island with her brother in the first place.

"Good name."

"Argenta, you don't want your brother Geraint to have an accident either." I sighed and couldn't help touching the smooth horn of the silver dragon.

"You..." Argenta knew I was using her brother to force her.

But looking at the miserable figure in the distance, she lay powerlessly on the ground, her dragon wings drooping as she sobbed softly.

Brother, what should I do...

She grew up on Dragon Island under the care of her elders, and when she left, Geraint cared for her meticulously.

She had never been so desperate before and suddenly felt compassion.

I was a little speechless, seeing a motherfucking dragon crying.

This made me feel guilty for bullying the little girl...

What about your proud character and strong will as a true dragon?

Besides, I didn't hurt you!

Damn, Emilia, Hannah, or Eirlys didn't shed tears after being taught like that by me. It's really embarrassing to the dragons.

"I promise you! I will surrender to you!" Argenta adjusted her mood and said slowly.

Her brother had protected her for so long; it was time for her to do something for him!

"Very good."

I nodded in satisfaction. These two dragons were almost adults.

Unlike Emilia and Hannah or other dragons, they could immediately form a strong fighting force.

And I could let them put some blood and cut some meat to see if they produced any traits.

"Don't resist!"

A twisted, crimson seed materialized in my hand. If I couldn't forge a dependent contract with dragons, then so be it—I'd use this instead. The thought of this alternative had lingered in my mind since I first gained the skill, and now seemed like the perfect moment to test it.

The twisted seed slowly merged into Argenta's body.

Argenta's body instinctively wanted to reject it, but she forcibly endured it.

Argenta immediately felt as though her body was heating up, and soon black stripes slowly appeared on her silver dragon horn.

"What? What did you do to me?"

Her whole body grew slowly, and her original body—just over 13 meters—actually exceeded 14 meters!

Roar!

Argenta couldn't help but let out a dragon roar.

"This..."

Argenta was stunned. What had the black dragon put in her just now? And why had it directly improved her?

She felt not only that her body had grown but also that the strength and magic power in her had increased significantly!

If she wanted to grow naturally, it would have taken four or five years to reach this level.

I noticed something while watching Argenta's transformation. It seemed the effect of the twisted seed on dragons—or creatures with dragon blood—was a bit too good...

"This is a kind of contract between us. You'll understand later," I said nonchalantly.

Argenta was confused.

"Elder brother!"

Not understanding it, Argenta hurriedly flew to Geraint's side. This time, I didn't stop her.

Geraint slowly opened his eyes under the call of Argenta's magic.

"Argenta..."

Geraint looked at his sister weakly.

"Argenta, go to the side and wait for me. Don't eavesdrop. Your brother and I have something to talk about." I also flew over.

"You...don't hurt my brother!"

Argenta said firmly.

"Don't worry. We're already in the closest relationship. I won't hurt either of you!" I said gently.

"Argenta, do you want to disobey my order?" My tone changed instantly.

Argenta looked at her brother, then at me. She flew out slowly, stopping at a distance of more than 400 meters. She began to check the elf Delia's injuries, always paying attention to my movements.

After all, if the black dragon truly wanted to hurt them, she would be powerless to stop it.

"Argenta! What did you do to her?" Geraint asked angrily, seeing how his sister obeyed my orders.

"Heh, calm down," I said indifferently.

"Actually, I don't want to do this, but I have to."

"Don't worry. As long as you surrender to me, your sister Argenta will not suffer any harm."

"Impossible!" Geraint said firmly.

How could a golden dragon submit to a black dragon—an evil chromatic dragon, the very definition of evil?

"Hey, Geraint, this is my good intention. You have to know your sister is a silver dragon—a beautiful, elegant silver dragon."

"You said if I had ten or eight baby dragons with your sister, would they be black dragons or silver dragons?" I turned my head and looked at Argenta in the distance.

"You evil black dragon! Argenta is not yet an adult! If you dare to touch her, the Metallic Dragons will never let you go!" Geraint's brain was about to explode upon hearing this.

If this truly happened, his sister's life would be ruined.

Silver Dragons are very loyal to their partners. Once this kind of thing happens, Geraint can't imagine the consequences.

He is naturally aware of the charm of the silver dragon—this black dragon will 100% do that!

"Hehe, as if I'll let myself go if I don't touch her! And for the record—I'm far from an adult. In fact, I'm probably the youngest being in this entire place," I said with a sneer, dismissing the idea with disdain.

"Geraint, you don't want your sister to be hurt either?" I used the same tactic I had on his sister.

Geraint gritted his teeth, looking at Argenta in the distance.

"I promise to be your slave and sign a contract with you, as long as you promise not to hurt Argenta!"

If it were just him, he would have chosen to fight the opponent to the end. Even if he was far weaker, at worst, he would die, right?

But behind him were sisters and friends who needed protection...

"Don't worry, I'll do as I say!"

I was very pleased. I gave Geraint a Seed of Distortion, but it didn't activate.

Argenta was relieved to see that I hadn't harmed her brother.

With that, my contribution was enough, and Geraint also heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at his sister.

"Can you still fly like this?" I asked, eyeing Geraint's dragon wings that looked like rags.

"I can carry my brother!" Argenta said hurriedly, fearing I might do something else.

"Then hurry up and follow!"

I flew up first, unafraid of any attempt to escape.

With the Seed of Distortion in place, escaping my control was simply a dream.

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Soon, I brought two dragons and one elf to the temporary camp.

Shadar and my subordinates were already waiting.

"Lord!"

Shadar looked at the two dragons behind me, clearly puzzled.

What's going on?

He goes out and brings back two giant dragons?

"Go arrange two residences for them," I said casually.

"As ordered!"

Shadar was bewildered but looked at the dragons in front of him. "Please, follow me!"

Geraint and Argenta felt helpless as they eyed the dilapidated camp in front of them.

In a place like this, how could these weaklings serve a black dragon? And doesn't a black dragon live in the swamp?

But the two dragons didn't voice too many doubts, hurrying after Shadar with Delia.

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In the ruins of Voltan City, a figure slowly stood up.

"Hahaha, I'm still alive!"

Victor, the head of the Voltan family, crawled out of the rubble.

A red, glowing object lay in his hand.

Seeing this thing, Victor's eyes were full of fire. Although the plan to transform by pleasing the Bottomless Abyss had failed, he had found another, better path.

"Well, I didn't expect you to survive!" Victor looked down at a scorched figure.

It was none other than Juster. His body was covered in black scales, and h is eyes had turned blood red. His frame was larger now, with the abyss burning within him.

"I... don't know..." Juster said, confused. He had no idea what had happened.

Looking at his own body, he felt a bloodthirsty urge to consume everything.

"Fine. Since you survived, I hope you'll continue to work for me!" Victor pulled out a contract from his hand.

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