??Chapter 486: Chapter 482: Spider Queen Rose’s Handmaid
Chapter 486: Chapter 482: Spider Queen Rose’s Handmaid
“Report to Lady Cynthia, the rumored demon warlock Diablo, known for slaughtering cities and plundering treasures, is approaching our city. Should we avoid him?”
“City slaughterer!” The red dragon, perched on the Volcanic Lava Throne, opened her eyes, her Scarlet Dragon’s Eye revealing a sense of dread. For the demon warlock whose reputation has risen recently, Cynthia, who had just broken through to the Soul Intent Level, was naturally extrely wary.
By a man’s na, and a tree’s shadow, this cruel existence, who likes to indulge in mass slaughter, the city slaughtering, already has the strength to threaten their lives. After all, he’s alive and kicking, roaming unchecked. His burgeoning audacity hasn’t yet resulted in his demise, providing proof of his powerful strength.
“We should avoid him, Cynthia. Avoiding such a vicious existence isn’t anything un-befitting of a dragon.” The blue dragon and red dragon hurriedly arrived upon receiving the report from their servants, breaking into Cynthia’s palace. They spoke to Cynthia in a sowhat flustered manner.
“Alright.” Seeing the two Five Colored Dragons who were associated with her adopt this attitude, Cynthia nodded, agreeing to the suggestion of avoidance. Being a dragon ant knowing when to advance and when to retreat. They didn’t need to confront this demon warlock head-on.
“Where do you plan to hide?” Just as these three evil dragons were preparing to pack their belongings and flee, a young man clad in a black robe and riding a Blood Lion Demon entered the palace built from an emptied volcano.
“City slaughterer!” As soon as the two smaller evil dragons saw Muria, they imdiately beca panic-stricken and prepared to flee by casting their teleportation magic.
“Wait a minute.” Just as the two teleportation gates were quickly forming, Red Dragon Cynthia stopped these two disgraceful guys, “He’s not the demon warlock, he is…”
“No? It’s a false alarm.”
“A fake?”
Upon hearing Cynthia’s words, the two evil dragons imdiately canceled their teleportation magic and looked at Muria with so malicious intents. Since he wasn’t the demon warlock, there was nothing to fear.
“Two blind idiots. After all these years of supporting you and you can’t recognize
from such a minor change?” A pair of Thunder palms ford beside Muria, one for each dragon, and knocked the two evil dragons itching to attack him to the ground.
“Mur…ria.” The two evil dragons who were convulsing under the effect of Golden Thunder imdiately recognized Muria’s identity.
“Muria, how did you get here? Now the whole subcontinent is filled with the Cult of the Evil God who is chasing you.” Seeing the young man who unleashed the Golden Thunder, Cynthia showed a gleam of delight on her face, but then she realized, and spoke worriedly.
“I am now Diablo, the demon warlock. What does the cult’s pursuit of the Titan’s descendant have to do with ?” Muria retorted. As he spoke, the Book of Mourning appeared in his hand, surrounded by inky Curse Fog, making his temperant seem dark and terrifying.
“With how I look now, can you link
to that kind-hearted, heroic, fair, and upright Titan Muria?”
Upon hearing Muria unabashedly singing his own praises, the three Five-Colored Dragons were all dumbstruck for a mont.
“I’m asking you, can you?” In the air, an inexplicable pressure gradually intensified, making it difficult for the dragons to breathe, so these three Five-Colored Dragons hurriedly shook their heads to show that he currently had no connection with the near-perfect moral Titan’s descendant.
“Mmm.” Muria nodded in satisfaction, “Now gather your things and follow . Once we find the other four guys, we will leave this place.”
“But I….” Hearing about departure, Cynthia and the other two five colored dragons all showed hesitance. They had finally managed to settle down on this high-risk continent, and now Muria wants them to give it up as soon as he cos, which made them a bit reluctant.
“Just look at your downhearted appearances.” Seeing the attitudes of these dragons, a look of disdain surfaced on Muria’s face, “After leaving this continent, I will grant each of you control over a Floating City. Isn’t that much better than your rule over this broken city?”
“Floating City?” At Muria’s promise, the eyes of the three dragons sparkled with anticipation. Cynthia, however, remained calm and questioned, “Your Majesty, where do you get so many Floating Cities?”
“Do you think I’m as useless as you lot? I’ve been out in the world for so many years, and yet you three dragons still huddle in one city.” Muria said contemptuously, “I have the chance of a lifeti in my grasp.”
With no more room for doubt, the three dragons tidied up their accumulated wealth on the subcontinent over many years, and followed Muria out with high expectations of his promises in search of another batch of dragons…
“This is where Abutu lives?” Muria looked at the mighty volcano in front of him with a look of dismay. “How can they all be such slackers?”
At least Cynthia had the idea of going out and fighting for her dreams, but the Red Dragon Abutu was so idle that after his banishnt, he found three like-minded Five Colored Dragons and decided to live a life of sloth and unproductiveness.
“Abutu believes you will co to find us in due ti, sir,” Cynthia said. “He argues that any achievents on this continent are aningless, and it’d be better to rest and accumulate strength, awaiting your arrival.”
“Nice one, big sis. You can really put a good spin on being lazy.” Muria smiled and continued walking towards the smoky volcano ahead, riding his Blood Lion Demon.
After the volcanic eruption, the ashes ford a dense forest where the two black dragons and one green dragon following Abutu lived. This environnt was very suitable for their survival.
Muria’s arrival, especially the tyranny of the Blood Lion Demon, startled the Three Colored Dragons, who were lazing about. Before they could cast their escape magic, Cynthia and her two companions stopped the frightened dragons.
“Go call Abutu down for .” Muria commanded the Three Colored Dragons, all of whom were trying to flatter him with ingratiating smiles.
“Um, Prince Mureya, could you wait a while? Abutu has recently made friends with a Zor Elf Ranger and brought him back to our lair. It’s not really a good ti to disturb him.”
“A Zor Elf?” Muria frowned at the ntion of this race. An uneasy feeling washed over him. “You’re telling
to wait for him to finish? Lead
to Abutu’s lair.”
The three dragons looked at each other, a bit helpless, and obediently led the way. They were never going to risk offending Muria just to please Abutu. They knew very well who held the absolute power here.
“This guy really has a lot of energy.” As Muria approached Abutu’s lair, where there was a warmth and faint whiff of sulfur, he heard the panting, groaning and skin-slapping sounds, which imdiately accelerated his heartbeat.
Inhaling the decadent aroma wafting from the lair, Muria cringed and hesitated for a mont before finally deciding to barge in. Inside, he found two naked bodies entwined.
“Abutu, aren’t you disgusted?” A dazzling golden light flashed in Muria’s eyes as he saw through the true appearance of the elf twined with the red-haired youth Abutu, “Even the Wax lt Demon?”
Abutu, who had already noticed Muria’s arrival and was about to greet him, froze instantly at the ntion of the Wax lt Demon, then looked with disbelief at the dark-skinned Zor Elf beneath him.
“You are a Wax lt Demon?”
The Zor Elf, filled with desire, cast a seductive glance at Abutu, then turned her eyes to Muria who had taken off his hood. A strange smile spread on her face as she said, “Descendant of Titan, I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti.”
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