"I never imagined that a Dragon Tar would be a human."
The black dragon’s gaze toward Su Ran beca sowhat complicated, montarily unable to digest this fact.
"Senior, you misunderstood."
Su Ran knew the reputation of the Human Race wasn’t great, so he unhesitatingly removed his mask, revealing his identity. "I belong to the Undead Race, an undead skeleton, having nothing to do with the Human Race. Senior, do you hold a grudge against humans?"
"I don’t hold a grudge against humans, but I have a life-and-death feud with the Undead Race."
The black dragon looked deeply at Su Ran, its eyes gradually sharpening.
"Huh?"
Su Ran was dumbfounded.
He didn’t expect such a situation, awkwardly unsure of what to say.
If only he had known about the black dragon’s grudge against the Undead Race earlier, why reveal his identity? Pretending to be human would have been better, right?
Unfortunately, there’s no dicine for regret in this world.
"Senior, please don’t harbor resentnt against an entire race, there are good people within the Undead Race, like ."
Su Ran hurriedly put the mask back on his face, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "If you find undead displeasing, just consider as a human."
"Undead skeleton, you’re quite impressive, no wonder you were chosen as a Dragon Tar."
The black dragon nodded approvingly, its gaze softening considerably. "You needn’t worry; the undead that disgust are already dead."
That’s good to hear.
Su Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the black dragon didn’t extend its hatred to the entire Undead Race, there was still room for salvation. This served as a lesson—never casually expose one’s true identity; always understand the situation first.
"Then... Senior, you won’t bla , right?"
Su Ran asked worriedly, needing to clarify matters for his own peace of mind.
"You didn’t do anything wrong, so why would I bla you? Besides, you’re an envoy of the Dragon Domain. With such status, how could I possibly be your enemy... cough cough..."
The black dragon coughed heavily several tis, spattering blood that decorated the stone platform with blood-red flowers.
"Senior, you must maintain your dragon body!"
Su Ran didn’t want to see the black dragon pass away; he was still relying on it to locate the Dragon Domain and procure the fragnts of the magic mirror.
Judging from the brief exchange with the black dragon, it was very intelligent. Su Ran had already determined one thing—Sister Ting would find it difficult to ta this black dragon, with little chance of it becoming a mount.
Oh well, no need to consider that anymore. As long as it can take him to the Dragon Domain, he’s satisfied.
With acquaintances, things are easier. If he can befriend the black dragon, many troubles in the Dragon Domain can be avoided.
"It’s alright; I can still hold up. I’ve lived through hundreds of thousands of years; a bit more ti doesn’t matter."
The black dragon grew sowhat weak, evident from the sound of its voice.
Hundreds of thousands of years?
Su Ran knew the Dragon Clan lived long, but he didn’t expect they could survive hundreds of thousands of years, especially under such captivity—it was truly impressive!
And when considering humans’ re hundred-year lifespan, it’s entirely incomparable...
"Senior, why are these black rats surrounding you?"
Su Ran glanced at the black rats around the stone platform, alongside undead creatures gathering, hoping to understand the reason behind it all—perhaps discovering a hidden task—because... the black dragon’s face was full of stories.
"They want my life."
The black dragon’s words were shocking, though its tone was exceedingly calm, as if unrelated to itself, "Every hundred years, I’ve grown accustod. Just endure for three days, and it’s fine."
"Oh, so that’s why; no wonder those graves are littered with rat nests."
Su Ran finally realized that all the creatures in the ancient battlefield were designed to tornt the black dragon. Torturing it for three days every hundred years—fortunately, it’s a black dragon; otherwise, anyone else would have long collapsed.
"How do you know the graves are full of rat nests?"
The black dragon suddenly asked a question, staring intently into Su Ran’s eyes.
"Do I even need to ask? I’ve dug up dozens of graves, unearthed many rats, without even a coffin—truly maddening."
Su Ran couldn’t help but complain, venting his inner dissatisfaction.
"No wonder, it’s been less than a few years, and those rats appeared—because of your involvent."
"Huh?"
Su Ran felt embarrassed.
"Senior, let explain. Had I known these black rats were here to trouble you, I’d never have laid a finger on those graves!"
"It’s my destined trial, not to be blad on you."
The black dragon didn’t bla Su Ran, attributing everything to fate, offering Su Ran a graceful exit.
"Senior, these rats and undead haven’t acted—it seems not as serious as you ntioned."
"That’s because, after hearing the Dragon Language, they can’t attack . However, this scene won’t last long; soon, they’ll counterattack."
After the black dragon finished speaking, its tone shifted as it asked its inner doubt, "Why aren’t you hard, though?"
"It’s because of this."
Su Ran shook his wrist, revealing the Ancient Battle Bracelet, explaining its properties to the black dragon. "Senior, if there’s anything you need to do, just say the word. As long as I can help you, I’m willing to go through fire and water!"
"Indeed worthy of a Dragon Tar, such high awareness. Undead skeleton, I do have a request, help dig the graves of the southeast, southwest, and northeast triangle, and bring back the Dragon Soul Essence."
Due to the Ancient Battle Bracelet, the black dragon saw a glimr of hope for escape, speaking earnestly, "Only the Dragon Soul Essence can free from this predicant, granting freedom once again!"
"Rest assured, senior, I’ll complete the task!"
Su Ran received the task joyfully; grave digging was sothing he delighted in. Not only could he find treasures, but he could also fulfill tasks—why not?
"Hurry then, I can’t bear another day of this existence."
The black dragon lost any interest in further conversation, urging Su Ran to quickly undertake the task, not wasting any more ti here.
"Alright, Senior, you must hold on!"
Su Ran didn’t wish to witness this; the task hadn’t been completed yet, but if the NPC died, wouldn’t it be all for naught?
"Don’t worry, such small disturbances can’t trouble ."
Despite being in a weakened state, the black dragon’s words exuded the Dragon Clan’s confidence, completely disregarding the rats and undead creatures.
It’s said that a starved cal is bigger than a horse. Although the black dragon is in decline, it’s still a top-tier creature on the food chain, so so arrogance is normal.
Su Ran didn’t want to undermine this creature’s confidence, so he refrained from ntioning the proverbial "many ants can bite an elephant to death." Just as he was about to bid farewell to the black dragon, the stone platform trembled, and Green Hat’s head erged.
"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, we et again."
Green Hat sneered, "I’m here to tell you that I’ve overheard your task; the ownership of the Dragon Soul Essence is still uncertain!"
"Green Hat, you’re pushing it too far!"
Su Ran didn’t expect Green Hat to be so insidious, hiding beneath the stone platform to eavesdrop on their conversation, now erging purely to disgust him!
Enraged, Su Ran launched an attack on Green Hat, intending to kill him now so he wouldn’t need to worry about the Dragon Soul Essence being snatched away.
"Haha, even Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained loses composure sotis—how interesting!"
Green Hat showed no intention of fighting Su Ran. Before the fireball could hit, he ducked back into the stone platform, disappearing.
"Damn it, he got away!"
Su Ran cursed inwardly, knowing that the task being leaked wasn’t a good thing; grave digging wouldn’t be as smooth.
"Undead skeleton, this human isn’t simple—not even the teorite Crystal can stop him!"
The black dragon exclaid in surprise, "Even at my peak, I couldn’t destroy teorite Crystal, yet this human can move freely within it—unbelievable!"
"He has the Five Elents Escape Technique; with the world’s five elents, he can escape anywhere. This skill is indeed quite abnormal."
Su Ran spoke sourly, having always desired the Five Elents Escape Technique, yet never obtaining it—only blaming fate, not forcing it...
Speaking of Green Hat, after eavesdropping on the task, he quickly rushed to the southwest corner grave, seizing the mont without monster interference, pulling out a golden shovel to start digging. But what he didn’t expect was, as the shovel struck down, a system notification sounded—
"Ding! Insufficient mining level, unable to dig."
"Damn!!!"
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