Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 303 Battlefield Commander (6K First Update)
A giant dragon descended from the sky and landed on the battlefield with a loud bang.

The dragon's huge body was like a moving charred mountain, covered with broken scales, each of which looked like cast iron corroded by flames.

This scene is really cool.

But, after a dog head was installed on the dragon's neck, it looked weird no matter how you looked at it...

Its neck was abruptly "connected" to a half-rotten canine head, with dark yellow fangs protruding outward.

There was a huge penetrating "scar" on the dog's head, and every time the cloudy gray-white eyeball in the eye socket moved, asphalt-like black pus would flow out.

“Woof…Roar!!!”

After landing, it let out a long roar towards the sky, and the dragon tail behind it slammed the ground hard, creating a huge crack.

The giant dragon that appeared mysteriously ignored everyone on the field, as if it was venting its rage.

He appeared with great momentum and looked very intimidating.

But the question is, how could it be a dog's head?
It can be a sheep's head, a wolf's head, a chicken's head, or a turtle's head... No, a turtle won't do.

The turtle gets beaten wherever he goes.

The key point is, this dog head thing, no matter where you press it, it seems to be wrong.

What is this dog-headed man with a red scarf who speaks in Daqin dialect, what is this dog-headed man who adds a dog head when indecisive, what is this dog-headed loli who claims to have reformed herself... uh, that's not right.

In short, once this thing appears, no matter how serious the scene is, it will become improper.

Not long ago, the situation on the field was tense.

The legendary vampire summoned a large group of terrifying scarlet bats to fight against the undead creatures controlled by the dark elf necromancer.

No matter how the fight turns out in the end, at least the basic lineup of the two sides is here.

But now...my friend, do you think you came at the right time? Did you come to the wrong set?
Herbert looked at the dog-headed dragon, pursed his lips tightly, and couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Hold on, you must hold on.

We have received professional training and will never laugh when we shouldn't.

He tried hard to control his expression, fearing that he would laugh out loud after hearing others laugh - but he was really overthinking it.

In fact, at this moment in the field, he was the only one who could watch this giant beast as if it were fun.

Next to him, Eliza's expression was quite serious. She narrowed her eyes, took a step back, and moved closer to Herbert.

"...Tsk."

With the power granted by Nenasha, Herbert completely ignored the terrifying dragon power of the dog-headed dragon and only noticed the funny thing about it, but she was different.

Eliza, who was not immune to the dragon's might, knew exactly how dangerous this intruder was.

Danger, very dangerous!

If there was only one person on the other side, she was confident that she could protect Herbert from any harm, but if there were more than two people on the other side, it would be a little dangerous.

What alerted Eliza the most was that in addition to the dragon's might, the dog-headed dragon was also emitting another mysterious aura of decadence.

Even more terrifying than Long Wei!
That feeling...seems to come from God!

Could it be that this guy has been blessed by God?
She tilted her head slightly and whispered to Herbert in a low voice, "Don't get too far away from me. Something's not right."

The opponent's strength is unknown, and Eliza is ready to escape from the battle with Herbert at any time.

"it is good!"

Herbert nodded when he heard that, took a step forward, stretched out his left hand, and directly put his arm around Eliza's slender waist.

Eliza: ???

The vampire lady trembled and almost pushed Herbert away. Fortunately, she reacted in the end and the tragedy was avoided.

"Hey! What are you doing? Let me go!" She lowered her voice and clenched her teeth.

Herbert had no intention of letting go, and said with a smile: "You said not to be too far away from you, so just get closer."

If you want to get close to me, just say it directly. Why are you being so euphemistic?
Small matters, I will satisfy you.

Post it!

"what!?"

Eliza turned her head in confusion and looked at Herbert, trying to figure out what was in his mind.

What are you doing at this hour? Can you be serious?
No... Don't you know what it's like to be nervous? Don't you have any fear in your heart?
Thinking of this, Eliza recalled carefully, and in her impression, Herbert really didn't seem to have this feeling in his heart.

When they first met each other, he didn't look like a rookie Paladin at all.

An extremely weak ant not only ignored her instigation, but also tricked her so badly that she was forced to open her heart - stabbed it open with a sword.

In subsequent contacts, Herbert showed no fear or respect for his evil, powerful and terrifying vampire prince.

Herbert didn't know that Eliza could have so much going on in her mind in a moment, so he didn't look her in the eye, but stared at the dog-headed dragon.

He patted Eliza's side gently and whispered, "Be natural and don't be nervous. The situation doesn't seem as bad as you think."

"The other party may not be here to cause trouble for us."

Facing two legendary enemies at the same time is indeed a very bad situation, but what if the opponents are not in the same group?
Looking at the direction the dragon's head is heading, it seems to be targeting the necromancer on the opposite side... an internal fight?

Yes, the situation may not be as bad as imagined.

"..."

Herbert felt a little relieved, but Douglas on the opposite side was in a very bad mood and his spirit was completely tense.

Why is this guy here?

Didn't Stella rely on it to keep herself safe?

Even I was not allowed to get close to it before... Why are you sending it out now?

What is there to do?
What kind of big event requires it to appear!!!
Herbert didn't know what this dog-headed dragon represented, but Douglas was different.

As Stella's most "loyal" guard and a key participant in the last "Battle for the Upper Power", he knew clearly how terrifying the power of this dragon was.

The two of them have a very bad relationship.

This dog-headed dragon is blessed by the God of Lust and possesses a terrifying ability of regeneration that is different from that of ordinary people!
Moreover, the dragon itself has extremely high resistance to magic, making it the worst enemy for Douglas.

"...Damn it."

Are you here for me?
Douglas frowned, not sure why this guy appeared in this place.
Could it be that his plan was exposed?

It shouldn’t be!

As a Moor who was well versed in betrayal, Douglas did not tell anyone about his plan of betrayal.

All the secrets are hidden in his heart, and all actions are carried out by him personally.

He was confident about this and thought Stella wouldn't notice it.

"It should be for other reasons...Don't expose it."

After calming down a bit, Douglas did not get angry on the spot, and asked in a deep voice: "Carlo! What are you doing here? Do you know what you just did?"

He chose to take the initiative and loudly questioned the other party why he appeared so ostentatiously.

"The Great Mistress is holding a ceremony. You shouldn't be here! You will alarm the sacrifices who are already about to sink completely."

"If the ritual fails, do you know what will happen? If it is because of you that this happened, can you bear the responsibility?!"

The dog-headed dragon Carlo ignored his questioning and roared to the sky, venting his anger before stopping.

He lowered his eyes and sneered at Douglas contemptuously: "How dare you, a dirty bug like you, teach the great Carlo what to do?"

"Humph!"

A wave of scorching air rushed out from the dragon's nostrils and blew towards the necromancer underground like a strong wind.

The breath of contempt blew Douglas' robe and blew off his hood, revealing the sinister face underneath.

"..."

The other party's obvious disdain made Douglas even more alert. He clenched his staff and said slowly, "Carlo, give me some time. I'm dealing with these outsiders who violated the taboo. If you have anything to say, wait until I've dealt with them."

He had already realized that something was wrong and sensed the dragon's undisguised malice.

Carlo alone is already difficult to deal with, not to mention there is a legendary vampire on the opposite side.

The situation is extremely bad!
He hoped to delay the battle as much as possible and deal with the two guys separately.

But it was obvious that the dog-headed dragon, who was already madly longing for freedom, did not intend to give him the time.

Carlo laughed loudly, the laughter coming out of his chest, as loud as thunder: "Give you some time? Hahaha! What if I say no?"

The dragon raised its right claw high, then smashed it down, crushing the undead followers at its feet to pieces!

At this point, it's completely out of play.

Give you face? Give you time?
Hahahaha!

Who gave me face? Who gave me time?
Who will give me my freedom?

Since the other party had already torn his face off, Douglas had no way to continue acting and said angrily:
"Carlo! What are you going to do? Aren't you afraid of being punished by Lady Stella for doing this?!"

Until this moment, he still did not think he was exposed and still believed that Stella regarded him as the most loyal subordinate.

The only response he got was the dragon's crazy roar.

"What should I do?"

"I will be free!"

The deformed dragon raised the dog's head high, flapped its wings vigorously, and roared:

"I'm going to complete that damn mission. I'm going to get rid of this look and regain my freedom!"

"So, for my freedom..."

"go to hell!"

The dragon's chest swelled up in an instant, and hot black breath spewed out from its mouth, and the triangular cone-shaped area directly enveloped Douglas.

"You're dreaming!"

Douglas's reaction was not slow. He was prepared and retreated when the dragon shook and took a breath, causing the undead creature under his feet to be thrown directly backwards.

But the dragon's breath came too fast and quickly engulfed his body.

……

"Good! The fight has really started!" At the moment when the dog-headed dragon started to fight, Herbert was shocked. He didn't care about continuing to watch the show and said quickly:
"Let's leave quickly and don't get involved in their fight."

Great, the hostile monsters and neutral monsters are fighting each other!
Evacuate quickly!
But in the face of Herbert's urging, Eliza did not move, shook her head, and said helplessly: "Leave? I'm afraid we can't leave now."

"The space around here has been blocked by magic items. I can't use the magic scroll to teleport you over a short distance."

Herbert narrowed his eyes and licked his lips.

In the Twilight Zone, although the foreign wizard's own spellcasting is affected, magic scrolls can still be used.

It is also for this reason that the price of magic scrolls in the dark area has remained high.

Herbert did not go out to seek death this time. He followed the advice of Bishop Ashes and prepared a lot of things.

In addition to the most basic supplies, just to be on the safe side, he also spent a lot of money to prepare several scrolls that could be used for short-distance teleportation, and gave them to Eliza, asking her to take him away at the critical moment.

But now, it is of no use.

The giant dragon looked arrogant when it appeared, but in fact it was deliberately using exaggerated actions to attract other people's attention and was doing something secretly.

In order to prevent the necromancer from escaping, the dragon actually used a legendary magic item with abilities similar to space anchors to block the entire space and prohibit all teleportation spells.

Being able to pull off such a big move, it must be well prepared and will not let anyone escape easily.

Even just running is unrealistic because the surroundings and the upper and lower parts are blocked with traditional barriers.

"Can't leave?"

"Ah."

"In this case……"

After a brief thought, Herbert made a decision immediately: "Since I can't leave, I can only join the battlefield."

There are only two choices before us.

Or you can watch the show, sit back and watch the snipe and the clam fight, and try to be the fisherman who benefits.

But this option carries considerable risks.

In terms of strength, the two of them are the weaker party.

If you just watch the show and wait for the ending, there is a high probability that you will be reaped the spoils later by the easy winner.

Herbert didn't want to passively wait for the other party to decide his fate.

He wants to take the initiative!

Join the battlefield!

Eliza originally planned to take Herbert to hide aside for a while and then take the opportunity to escape after the other side's battle was over.

After hearing Herbert's confident words, he was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who should we help now?"

Go help that necromancer?
But isn't he hostile to us?
Even if we have to help the enemy of our enemy, we should still help the dragon.

"Help whom?"

Herbert didn't even need to analyze the situation on the field. He shouted without hesitation: "Of course, we will help whoever is going to lose!"

If the Kobold is strong, help the Necromancer; if the Necromancer is strong, help the Kobold.

The best option is to let them both suffer losses!

If we could die together, that would be the perfect script!
Some people will help whoever wins!
Herbert is different, he believes “whoever can’t win, he will help.”!
He is a kind person.

The two options are to join the battlefield and disrupt the situation.

Make a fair difficulty adjuster (battlefield troublemaker) to balance the strength of both sides and make the game more interesting.

You two better beat your dog brains out!
Just as Herbert was quickly imparting his guiding ideology of "battlefield commander" to Eliza, the situation on the other side also changed.

"Roar!!!"

Thirty seconds passed, and the dragon's breath was still spewing out wildly.

Under such scorching dragon breath, even a legendary being would have to activate all his defenses.

Under its own sneak attack starting at zero frame, it believed that even if Douglas could resist, he would definitely be in a very embarrassed state.

Carlo did not let his guard down. He just exhaled all the dragon breath in his body before closing his mouth.

The dragon's breath sprayed over dozens of meters, directly melting the surrounding streets, leaving behind a charred ground - and a huge charred meat ball.

clack clack...

Along with the stench of burnt flesh, the meat ball suddenly cracked and turned into rotten pieces, revealing the necromancer hidden inside.

"Carlo!!!"

It was like the cold roar made when bones collided, overwhelming the burning heat around and making those who heard it feel cold all over.

Douglas at this moment has become a completely different person.

He half-knelt on the charred stone slabs, smoke emitting from the edge of his torn cloak, which curled up like a burnt snake skin, revealing the bluish-gray skin on his neck—if that could still be called skin.

The festering subcutaneous tissue seemed to be eaten by maggots, with several cracks torn open, exposing the pale bones inside, and the dark red muscles entangled in it like rusty chains.

Most of the skin on his face was destroyed, revealing the empty eye sockets underneath and the green soul fire flickering in them.

Beneath the skin camouflage Douglas wore, there was a completely hideous, half-undead body.

He glared at Carlo and roared, "You think you can kill me!?"

"You dog-headed bastard, you think you can kill me!?"

Amid Douglas's violent roar, the scorched earth behind the dog-headed dragon suddenly broke open, and a skeleton dragon made up of countless bones rushed out and pounced on its back.

"Huh! Skeleton dragon? It's just a poor imitation of the great bloodline!" Carlo knew Douglas' strength well and knew that he couldn't die so easily. He didn't even look at the skeleton dragon behind him.

He had already made preparations and was about to launch another attack, but he suddenly turned around and looked at the giant skeleton dragon that was rushing towards him.

"What!?"

Carlo felt a familiar breath from this false creation on his body, among those messy corpses.

That is the breath of the tribe - and it is its bloodline and descendants!
"How dare you blaspheme my people!"

At this moment, Carlo recalled the first few hundred years when he was imprisoned by Stila, and the earth dragons that he had conquered...

"My blood!"

The dog-headed dragon went completely crazy. It didn't care about anything else and rushed directly towards the skeleton dragon and started biting it.

The two giant beasts collided with a loud bang, and the loud noise shook the entire space.

At the same time, Douglas was not idle either. He summoned another huge undead creature.

It was a huge mountain of flesh that was only half as tall as a dragon but twice as wide, made up of a large number of corpses, stones and soil.

The mountain of flesh moved slowly and gradually changed. A huge hand stretched out from it and grabbed the dragon.

But before the terrifying hand could get close, it was smashed to pieces by the dog-headed dragon's tail!
Carlo, in a rage, was not at a disadvantage at all and was completely dominating Douglas' creation.

It tore the skeleton dragon into pieces again and again, biting open its head and throwing the bones aside.

However, this level of attack did not kill the skeleton dragon completely, and the broken bones would float and reassemble themselves.

But at the same time, the undead creatures were unable to cause any substantial damage to this terrifying deformed dragon.

The flesh and blood that was torn off Carlo's body grew rapidly, returning to normal in a few breaths, and even sprouting wriggling buds.

But overall, Carlo is gradually gaining the upper hand.

The God-given recovery ability of this deformed monster is almost infinite, but Douglas's magic power is indeed limited.

“…Damn it.”

Douglas was also aware of this, and the remaining half of his face had a very serious expression.

And besides Carlo, he also needs to be wary of another dangerous enemy, the legendary vampire who has never appeared.

Douglas now hoped that the vampire would attack him - so that he could communicate with him.

He understood that if he wanted to survive, he had to cooperate with the vampires.

We must join forces!

At this moment, Douglas regretted it deeply.

Why was I so impulsive before? If the other party wasn't strong enough, then that was fine. Why did I have to fight him?!
But where did the vampire go? Why can’t we find him anywhere?

When Douglas was anxious and the situation was gradually reaching a stalemate, a clear voice broke into the battlefield!

"I'm here to help you!"

who! ! ?
Douglas, who had been on guard against vampires entering the game to cause trouble, suddenly looked up and saw an unexpected person.

The white-haired boy who he had ignored before suddenly spread a pair of blood-red wings behind him and fell down from the sky with a bang!

He slid down quickly like a bloody meteor, flashed several right angles in the air, bypassed the skeleton dragon, and landed directly on Carlo's dog's head.

A sword stabbed into the dog-headed dragon's eye!

laugh! ! !
"Roar!!?"

The dog-headed dragon didn't expect to be suddenly attacked like this. It didn't have time to close its eyelids and its eyeball was pierced directly!

After Herbert succeeded in his attack, he did not stop there. Instead, he kicked his feet and landed directly, then turned around and flew towards the necromancer.

Douglas was shocked and felt relieved. It seemed that the other party also understood the pros and cons.

He nodded to Herbert and said, "You..."

laugh!
As a result, the flying boy suddenly accelerated when he got close, and without any warning, he stabbed the sword directly into his eye socket!

Sudden attack, the soul fire in Douglas' eyes dimmed a little.

"ah!!?"

After Herbert succeeded in his attack, he flew away again, turned his head and smiled brightly at the angry necromancer.

"Hi hi hi hi!"

fair and just.

Don’t be in a hurry, don’t rush!
Everyone has a share!

(End of this chapter)