Chapter 63

"Damn it..."

"Why are they so strong?"

"Damn it, there’s no way we can win. These two are monsters—"

The remaining vampires muttered these words as they began to retreat.

It seemed that these guys knew fear and did not want, nor dared, to continue the fight...

"Hmm? So, cannon fodder is just cannon fodder. The words they said at the beginning were like cannon fodder, and the words they say when they want to leave are the same. Their strength and actions are the cannon fodder of cannon fodder."

The main succubus cracked her slightly stiff neck, then spread her hands and complained. Despite her arrogant attitude and being full of vulnerabilities, no vampire was foolish enough to think this was a good opportunity to launch a deadly sneak attack, surprise attack, or ambush.

On the ground, the corpses that had stiffened from the cold wind already clearly explained the situation. All those who underestimated the main succubus were lying there.

"Although there are still more than ten of them, it feels like the battle is already over." Xiaobai nodded, agreeing with the main succubus.

"Then, next—"

The main succubus showed a sinister smile. This expression, similar to a lioness inspecting ordinary beasts, made the remaining vampires swallow their saliva in unison and instinctively want to retreat.

—At this moment, an extremely angry roar echoed. The dragon descended.

Looking up from the ice crack, the main succubus suddenly felt, "Ah, this place is really narrow." She hadn’t noticed it before when looking straight ahead. But with a different perspective, the conclusion naturally changed.

The sky was really vast, and the dragon was really huge. The land she was on was very narrow, and she was very small. Therefore, the feeling of slaying the dragon must be great.

"I can't wait." The main succubus showed an excited smile.

A dragon, a dragon, a dragon, a dragon, a dragon. Slay a dragon. Take him down, take him down, cut off his head. There was nothing more popular in the world than this hero game. The main succubus always believed that if one didn’t slay one or two dragons in a lifetime, it would be a life wasted.

The only flaw was that this was just a white dragon. If it were a gold dragon or a red dragon, it would be even better.

"Worthless, incompetent!" The huge white dragon roared as it slowly descended. The main succubus noticed that the dragon’s target seemed to be the group of vampires.

Upon seeing the white dragon, the vampires, who had been panicked and on the verge of collapse, immediately regained their spirits. Their morale soared, both from excitement and fear. The main succubus believed that this white dragon was the leader, the boss, of the vampires.

The main succubus also believed that the role of the boss played by this white dragon was definitely not a benevolent and virtuous one.

"Dragon."

"Yep, a dragon."

"Tiny mortals... No, demons. Why did you interfere in this matter? However, no matter what, you should be prepared for the consequences of offending my authority, right?"

The giant dragon slowly landed. At this moment, the main succubus realized her previous estimate was a bit off. Looking closely, face to face, she could understand how beautiful a creature a "dragon" was. Its nearly perfect, streamlined body. The perfect body proportions, the shiny fangs and teeth, and the horns. All these elements organically combined to form a dragon, a creature that perfectly combined strength and beauty.

In addition to these factors, close observation also corrected one of the main succubus’s previous speculations. The scales of this giant dragon alternated between light and dark, with light gray and blue scales mixed among the white scales. This proved that the dragon was not in its adult or mature stage, but in its old age.

If it were a human or a beast with an average lifespan of less than a hundred years, the word "old" would typically be associated with weakness, lack of physical strength, and confusion. However, for dragons, it was a different story.

As previously mentioned, a dragon’s power increases with age. The "old" in the old age stage is merely relative to the age range. In this stage, a dragon’s power does not decrease but increases significantly.

For ordinary dragons, the old age and very old age stages are their strongest and best periods. Whether in physical attributes, mastery of arcane power, or combat experience and skills, they have reached near perfection. Old and very old dragons are also the strongest and most terrifying enemies that ordinary adventurers can encounter.

More than 80% of dragons that have become famous and wealthy in the multiverse are in their old or very old age stages. They conquer territories, destroy nations, plunder or force countries, cities, and merchants to pay tribute, accumulating countless wealth. They make countless people hate and fear them.

They streak across the sky of history like meteors, bringing a living legend to the world for about two hundred years. After that, these once famous dragons have two possible fates.

Either they quietly pass away due to the end of their lifespan, or they accumulate enough power, or have sufficient preparation... or simply because of good luck, they break free from the constraints of the mundane and advance again.

Ancient dragons, primeval dragons, and primordial dragons... until they finally become divine beings, immortal and undying, and achieve godhood. This is the ultimate goal that countless dragons yearn for. To paraphrase an unnamed dragon: "Since we are already so strong, so great, and so long-lived, why can’t we take one more step to become even stronger, greater, and immortal?"

Although not absolutely, if a survey were conducted to see which race in the multiverse has the highest proportion of individuals wanting to become gods, the dragon race would definitely rank second.

The first is humans.

Anyway, the white dragon standing on the opposite side of the main succubus and Xiaobai, and on the same side as the useless vampires, was such a powerful, powerful, and powerful creature.

"It’s a bit difficult." Xiaobai couldn’t help but frown—If it were an ancient dragon, its magic resistance would likely negate the function of the vampire sword. Even if not completely, it could negate a large part. In that case, he would basically be out of the game.

"Not at all difficult."

The main succubus took a step forward: "Let’s divide the tasks. The vampires are yours, the dragon is mine."

"Isn’t that a bit too much?" Xiaobai asked.

"Not at all." The main succubus said this while spreading her leather demon wings. Then she rose into the air.

Naturally, the intense provocation in her eyes was fully noticed by the white dragon.

"There are always some fools who overestimate themselves and try to challenge the dignity of a dragon." The white dragon in its ancient stage showed a fierce smile. Its strong legs lifted its body, standing up to face the main succubus in the air:

"Then, demon, let me show you the difference between yourself and the most excellent race in the multiverse."

"You too, big lizard. Your skin would make a great coat." ……………………………………………………………… Thanks to the support from book friends Edward who can't muster the energy, whpeng, Dream Wind, Qingfeng Flavor My Catfish, Xiang Shuai 183, and Ziyekongcheng.

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