My SSS-Rank Clone Talent: I Level Up Endlessly! Chapter 188: Catching Bigger Fishes!?

"Submit to or die," Drayken spoke.

"..." The Naga princess beca silent. They have endured so much; almost every warrior of the Naga race has already died, and there were mostly sickly and frail who were the remaining ones, all for one purpose only...

... to never bow!

She turned to look at her people, who silently gazed back at her.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.

In their eyes, she saw a reflection of herself, broken, proud, unyielding.

It was like looking into a mirror.

For a mont, she stood still, her face devoid of emotion.

"Princess Naga," the old Naga bowed, indicating that the entire race’s fate lies in her hand.

The Naga Princess, expressionless, looked at the terrifying thunders in the skies and the miserable fate of her limbs as they had turned into ashes:

"It’s... it’s ti to give up..." she muttered with her parched lips.

The old Naga widened his eyes with disbelief:

"Are you going to break the tradition of our ancestors?"

"Our ancestors are dead, and tis change. Are we going to see our entire race decline in a mont’s notice?" she asked.

"No... but... but..." the old Naga wanted to object, hoping for a miracle to happen, but in reality, there was no such thing as a miracle.

It wouldn’t magically make them strong or Drayken weak.

It was either submitting or being slaughtered, and they were the only remnant of the Naga race. If they died, then the entire race would vanish from the world.

The old hands, filled with wrinkles, raised in the air but eventually ca down. The old Naga swallowed hard and bowed his head:

"As you say."

The Naga Princess looked at the Dragon and bowed her head:

"We submit."

"Good," Drayken’s voice rumbled through the sky as he threw her a Life and Death pill.

The Naga Princess bit into the pill without hesitation and swallowed it hard.

Drayken could feel the connection imdiately, one that would allow him to explode her heart whenever he wanted.

This was also the reason Pierce was exposed, the mont he used the dicine to remove the pill’s effect, Drayken could already sense it and knew what he was plotting.

The sky quickly grew clear, revealing a bright sun. Sunlight filled the sky, bathing everyone, as if signifying that they had escaped a calamity.

And that was true, they truly had escaped a calamity with this. If not, the consequences would have been terrifying.

Drayken, with his Supre Lord of Lightning, was practically invincible, and the Naga Princess wouldn’t have had enough ti to cast her second-stage curse or the third-stage curse that had frozen Zarek in ti itself.

Although those were terrifying curses, they took too long to prepare. If they could basically spam the curse, then they would have already been the strongest race in the world.

After submitting to Drayken, the Naga, with a resigned sigh, quickly followed after him, step by step, with their heads down.

Drayken flew in the sky, his wings flapping as he slowly guided them to their hiding spot.

For now, he wanted to find a cure for Zarek. He was sure that Zarek could adapt to even ti itself if given enough ti.

The problem was that Drayken didn’t know how much ti it would take for him to adapt.

And since he was trapped in "Ti" itself, a concept completely out of his league, he couldn’t estimate it either.

So the only option was to level up the Adapt skill. However, the problem of not having enough Destiny Points needed to be solved promptly.

But how would he solve it?

There were many ways to solve it, one of them was to kill the strong in this Dragon World.

The stronger one is, the more they can affect the destiny of the world.

Just like how Gang Reyond killed a Transcendent Martial Artist and got a million Destiny Points, Drayken felt like he could do so as well.

He had already thrown out the bait just now, now it was ti to wait for bigger fishes and see if he could really handle them.

"The second option is..." his eyes flashed.

While his dragon body was traveling through the skies at a steady pace with the Naga following behind, he failed to notice so shadows hidden in the trees, watching them from a far distance through a device that looked similar to glasses.

Hidden in these shadows were nurous people in cloaks.

"This bastard has made such a disturbance, did he think he wouldn’t be noticed by anyone?" one of them whispered with a snicker.

"We’ve already inford the base, and the base has decided that Telekinetic Grandmasters will be deployed soon to kill him."

"Really? They’re breaking the rules so easily?"

"Have you seen his form? He’s fifty ters tall and also has power over lightning, with white scales. Have you ever heard of such a high-ranking dragon?"

(With the bloodline transformation of Drayken, his scales change constantly.)

"Are you saying that—?"

"A new high-ranking dragon has arisen," the man spoke in an extrely serious tone.

Every high-ranking dragon was like a disaster to the entire human race. The only reason the human race was surviving was because the Dragons’ population was just too small.

"Let’s contact the base imdiately."

Drayken and the Naga finally reached the base where Synthia and the others were.

His huge, majestic dragon form transford into his normal humanoid form, with long red hair.

"Ah, it feels good to be in human form." He stretched his body, cracking his muscles.

"Master." Rowena hurriedly ran towards him, wagging her tails, her dog ears raised with a happy smile on her face as if asking for pats and Drayken patted her with a speechless expression.

"Drayken." Synthia also ran towards him and embraced him; her dragon tail curled, a sign of glee.

Then, parting from his embrace, she looked behind him at the nurous Naga people.

"What are they doing here?"

"Don’t worry, they are now our slaves," Drayken chuckled. "Have you contacted your father?"

"Yeah." Synthia’s expression turned serious.

"Good." Drayken grinned.