Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 670 - 670 387 An Old Woman Sister is an Ancient

Chapter 670: Chapter 387: An Old Woman? Sister is an Ancient God!_2 Chapter 670: Chapter 387: An Old Woman? Sister is an Ancient God!_2 It seems that the vast majority of Giant Dragons do not like humans.

“As you wish.”

The Domain unfolded.

The Nine Suns Domain.

Bronze Giant Dragon Phillips vanished along with Lance, and when Austin and Erinna witnessed this scene, they exchanged a glance subconsciously. They didn’t stop Phillips.

They couldn’t stop him, and Phillips wouldn’t listen to them anyway. He would just think they were too weak to even defeat a human.

When he was defeated by human Lance, that was the ti Phillips might listen to what they had to say.

Nine Suns?

The mont Phillips entered Lance’s Domain, his vertical pupils revealed a look of disbelief.

This type of Domain was purely combat-oriented, with no chance of evolving into a mini-world!

Nine suns were enough to scorch all life within this Domain.

“I’ve just gained a little new insight into Domains, Bronze Giant Dragon… Don’t be shy, try to destroy my Domain.”

Phillips roared, flapped his wings, and soared into the sky, beginning to wreak havoc in Lance’s Domain.

He Breathes Dragon’s Breath, intending to completely incinerate the Domain.

“Let tell you a myth, this story is called Hou Yi Shooting the Suns. In ancient tis, ten suns appeared in the sky. Oh, my Domain only has nine suns, it’s one short. If you don’t mind, go up there and stand shoulder to shoulder with those nine suns.”

No sooner had Lance finished speaking than Phillips, who had been ravaging Lance’s Domain, suddenly found himself thrown into the sky, fixed in a line with the nine suns.

“Ten suns appeared simultaneously, causing drought on earth, scorching forests, drying the ground, and killing crops and plants.

To save the world, a hero erged, his na was Hou Yi. One day, Hou Yi, with his accompanying Divine Artifact, the Sun Shooting Divine Bow, declared war on the ten suns in the sky.”

Phillips in the sky saw a mighty man with a Divine Bow appearing on the ground; he drew the bow and aid… at him…

“The first arrow flew, and a sun shattered at the sound.”

A light arrow appeared in Phillips’ vertical pupils, silently entering his forehead…

He saw himself explode…

He died…

It seed he wasn’t completely dead yet…

Because he could see that human continuing to shoot at the suns, another arrow flew, exploding the second sun.

The exploding sun turned into a massive, fragnted sphere with terrifying heat, crashing down toward him.

Boom—

He was purified…

Inside the Nine Suns Domain, Lance watched Bronze Giant Dragon Phillips, who had been fluttering in the sky, plumt to the ground with a heavy crash.

Spiritual Attack.

To be precise, it was about integrating the Spirit World into the Domain, along with Illusion Technique, to create a combat-oriented Domain capable of attacking both the Divine Soul and the physical body.

For a combat-oriented mythical Domain like this, he had to be present; otherwise, facing beings on the level of Holy Giant Dragons, he wouldn’t be able to trap them.

Maybe carve out all the mythical figures from the mythological world?

But let’s not, it feels a bit disrespectful to those mythological bigwigs.

Carving so Heavenly Soldiers and Generals should be okay.

Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, much stronger than the so-called human powerhouses of this world.

Never having seen real Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, the ones he carved might lack their divine charm. He needed to observe the essence of Deities and infuse it into his carvings, so the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals he created would have that spirit.

Cards of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals…

Next ti he encountered such a battle, he would let the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals take the field.

Lance sat cross-legged on Phillips’ draconic body and subconsciously took out a syringe thinking to draw Dragon Blood from Phillips. Rembering he had already drawn quite a bit of Dragon Blood from Phillips, he put the syringe back.

Through the battles of the past two days, Lance had gained a rough understanding of his combat strength.

His combat power was probably at the level of a Holy Giant Dragon; even if he couldn’t defeat a Holy Giant Dragon, he could still escape.

Ordinary Pureblood Dragons were no match for him.

In the future, if he encountered ordinary Pureblood Dragons, he could simply knock them out with a slap.

Domain closed.

Lance dragged Bronze Pureblood Giant Dragon Phillips by the Dragon Tail and threw him out of the Wangfu courtyard; his yard was not big enough to accommodate such a large Giant Dragon.

“That quick?”

“What ‘that quick’?”

“Your speed in defeating Bronze Giant Dragon Phillips.”

“Yeah, no pretending now. Dragons of your caliber, if I get serious, it won’t take much ti to defeat you.

Do a favor and tell all the Pureblood Dragons on Dragon Island, if they’re not close to the strength of a Holy Giant Dragon, don’t co challenging again. It’s aningless, I’ve already beco strong enough to instantly kill ordinary Pureblood Dragons.”

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“…..”

A human, how could he be so audacious?!

This ugly face, I just want to swell it up with punches!

Erinna didn’t feel much; she thought this was exactly the attitude that soone of Lance’s level should have.

Besides, Lance was just telling it like it is.

“Do you think Black Dragon is qualified to challenge you?”

“He is.” Lance stretched lazily, yawning, and slowly left the royal courtyard, “I’m going to Saint Blue City for a cup of milk tea. If you guys don’t have anything else, you can disperse.”

Lance was off to Saint Blue City for milk tea.

On his way to Saint Blue City, his face suddenly felt cool—was it raining?

Looking up, he saw a light drizzle mixed with transparent ice crystals; it was sleet.

At this ti of the season… it was also ti for snow.

After today’s sleet, the next might just be straight snow.

For a mont, Lance spaced out.

The second year has passed…

Ti really flies…

Exhaling a white breath, Lance continued towards Saint Blue City.

Before finding the dragon cub, it felt like ti crawled, but after he found the dragon cub, for the first ti, he realized… ti was passing slightly faster.

Fortunately, there was still a long ti before the dragon cub ca of age. After it matured… it would be ti to leave Black Dragon Island… to find a territory of his own.

Should he start looking for a nice territory for the dragon cub in advance?

Too early, it wouldn’t be too late to find a territory for the cub in another seven or eight hundred years, or even a thousand.

Sleet…

This kind of weather is perfect for hot pot.

Hmm… it’s also suitable for eating dumplings.

Let’s have dumplings tonight.

Without the dragon cub by his side, even shopping seed a little less fun.

By the ti Lance got to Saint Blue City, the fine rain had wet his hair, and the top of his head was covered with a layer of white ice crystals resembling broken foam snowflakes.

Seeing Lance, the citizens of Saint Blue City warmly greeted him; so even offered him their umbrellas when they saw he wasn’t using one.

Lance declined, saying he had an umbrella but didn’t want to use it.

He arrived at his usual restaurant and ordered a cup of tea. Then, out of habit, he walked to his usual spot and his face showed surprise—soone was sitting in his regular seat.

That’s both normal and abnormal.

The restaurant owner knew him and was aware of his preferred seating, so in general, no one would sit there; in a sense, it was his exclusive spot.

But now, there was soone in his seat.

A stranger.

People from Saint Blue City wouldn’t sit there.

He didn’t look for another seat, but instead walked over and sat across from the person.

It was a woman, with red hair and red eyes, and fierce fla-red lips.

Her fiery-red hair naturally curled in waves, and she was conservatively dressed in a red robe made of fine material.

Her face was youthful, but occasionally there was a flash of age in her glistening eyes.

Eyes that had been seasoned by ti.

A young yet old woman…

Lance appraised the woman before him ntally.

“Young man… are you sitting here to hit on ?”

“You remind of an old friend.”

The red-haired, red-eyed woman in front of him reminded Lance of newbie heroic spirit Helen who would cry out [Lance save ] in danger.

“That line’s too old; how about trying another one, like… asking out for a drink?”

“I don’t like treating old won to drinks.”

“???”

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Old, old, old woman?

She’s actually a mber of the Ancient Temple… comparable to a deity…

Such an impolite young fellow….

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