The Dragon Who Devoured the World: Beginning with Rebirth as a Black Dragon

"Explosive bomb!"

Saron cast dragon language magic on the stone in the distance.

bang bang

A ball of crimson fire smashed fiercely on the boulder with a long tail flame.

Then the stone burst open.

"The power is not bad!"

Saron nodded.

Now he can put seven or eight explosive bombs of this kind at a time.

Can provide no small help.

It's just that the earth attribute magic hasn't made much progress.

Because he doesn't have too many spell models in his hand.

Saron looked towards the door, and Meisha appeared at the door in a well-dressed outfit.

She no longer wore white pantyhose, but black pantyhose and a black leather skirt.

There is also a pair of short knives made of magic iron that Saron gave last time stuck in his waist.

"Lord Saron!"

Mesa bowed solemnly and said.

Saron was suddenly a little unaccustomed to the rabbit's serious style of painting.

"Mesa, what's the matter with you!"

"I'm going to kill the enemy!" Meisha said seriously with a small face

"Are you going to kill the enemy?"

Does anyone send rabbits to war?

Isn't this food delivery?

"Mesa, why do you want to go to war?" Saron asked tactfully.

"Everyone has their own things to do, but I can only study some healing techniques every day..." Meisha said with her two rabbit ears drooping.

"But weren't you always like this before?" Saron was a little speechless. Isn't that what priests do?

"I want to make some changes!"

"Actually, you don't need to change anything. Just like you used to be in the orc tribe, everyone has to seek treatment from you when they are injured. In fact, everyone has a reason for their existence..."

Saron used some chicken soup for the soul from her previous life to do some ideological work for Mesha.

These words are actually useless, but they sound reasonable.

Mesa was successfully bluffed.

"I understand, Lord Saron!"

Mesa regained her confidence.

At the same time, a strange forest troll appeared among the Badtooth tribe.

"Is this the Evil Tooth Tribe? It's a bit primitive!"

The forest troll looked at the surrounding scene and taunted.

It's no secret that this is where Keen, the Ragtooth Horde is located.

Just as he was checking the surrounding information, a scarred troll walked over.

"A Guda, what are you messing around here? Have you forgotten all the rules?"

"Uh, I kind of forgot..."

The forest troll that I killed was called Aguda.

"This small valley is the habitat of Lord True Dragon. Except for the guards designated by the leader, other people are not allowed to come in casually, such as me."

"Real dragon?"

Keane looked at the small valley next to him. This should be the hiding place of the black dragon.

Unexpectedly, a sub-adult black dragon would actually hide in such a small tribe.

Just the soul of a black dragon should be a good harvest.

"How dare I provoke the real dragon at will!"

Keane made a frightened look and hurried out.

The Scarface troll looked at this companion and felt that he seemed a little strange today, but he didn't think much about it and left here.

After he left, Keane's figure reappeared.

His appearance slowly changed, and finally turned into a scar-faced troll.

Then walked towards the valley.

Go check it out now!

Hope you don't let yourself be too disappointed!

Saron was asking Meisha to clean his scales at this time.

He is thinking about where to get the ingredients for the next step. At present, the help from the Evil Tooth Tribe is not as great as before.

And what Saron wants most is the kind of ingredients that can give him special talents.

kindness?

Suddenly Saron felt a strong heartbeat.

He stood up and walked out of the cave, not paying attention to Mesa's suspicious gaze behind him.

In the distance came a forest troll warrior with scars all over his face.

Although Saron didn't care about other forest trolls.

But the dragon's memory is not so simple.

Saron clearly remembered that the forest troll was standing guard at the gate just now.

Although his heartbeat was thick and powerful, the sound was not like this.

Saron's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Master True Dragon!" Keen didn't expect to have a face-to-face meeting with this black dragon.

And why does this black dragon look so weird?

"Well, I asked you to find Sardar just now?" The atomic oven in Saron's body started to run quietly.

Keane was a little vigilant when he heard the words, his brain was running fast.

"Master Zhenlong, you didn't let me go to Sha Da'er?"

At this moment, Saron let out a piercing dragon roar.

Keane felt the magic in his body tumbling.

puff~

The scarface troll's body slowly twisted, and Kean's six-meter-long body suddenly appeared.

How can it be?

Keane was stunned at this moment.

Why did my transformed body lose its effect after being yelled at by the other party?

You must know that the illusion ability of their glamor is not comparable to ordinary transfiguration.

This is their most powerful means.

But before he could react, a blue and white mist-like breath sprayed directly on his body.

The powerful high temperature made Keane feel great pain.

Saron didn't give the opponent much time to react.

After exhaling, he fit and rushed forward.

Grab the body of the giant monster in front of you and start biting.

The stone wall behind him was smashed to pieces by two giants.

A huge arm and half of Keane's shoulder were torn off by Saron.

His bite was aimed at the opponent's head.

It just got out of the way.

Keene felt that this was the most inexplicable fight he had ever experienced.

He had too many doubts, but it was too late to think about it.

Because he felt that he might be bitten to death.

"Black Dragon, stop, stop, I'm not here to fight..."

But Saron turned a deaf ear.

With one bite, Keane's small half of his head was bitten to pieces by Saron along with a giant horn on one side.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Keane growled a few times.

There was a flash of blood on his body.

Then the huge body quickly disappeared.

And Meisha behind her and the forest troll next to her hurried forward.

"Lord Saron, we..." The two forest troll guards stopped them just as they were about to say something.

"Go to Shatar, let them come back, give up everything outside!"

"Obey Master Dragon!"

The two forest trolls ran out in a hurry, looking at the half of the head and the huge arm on the ground, they knew that a storm was coming.

"Lord Saron, what was that just now?" Meisha looked into the distance in shock.

"That's a glabra, a very cunning demon!" Saron remembered the appearance of that guy just now.

With the growth of age, more and more memories inherited by the real dragon are unlocked.

So the moment he saw the guy's true appearance, he knew the identity of the other party.

"The glabra?" Mesa had never heard of this kind of demon.

"It corrupts creatures just like a succubus!"

"But unlike the succubi, who use guile to provoke the lusts and desires of some creature to its depraved state, the glabra is a different kind of seducer.

Although its appearance is full of ferocious bestiality, the glabra is actually a master of deception and lies. It is best at using tricks to make those creatures kill each other.

They usually have phantom abilities to cover up their true colors, and then stir up wind and rain in various places, and ordinary creatures have no way to distinguish them at all.

It can only be played between the palms of its hands. "

It was hard for Mesha to imagine that such a powerful and fierce creature just now was best at intrigue.

Saron was thinking about how that guy suddenly disappeared just now.

If it is the same teleportation scroll as that Prince Ravel before.

If there is time for teleportation, he can interrupt it directly with Feral Scream.

But there is not much to do with this kind of instant teleportation.