Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 44: The Territory of the Sloppy Dragon
Nemesis glanced at her and knew exactly what the dragoness was thinking.

Treasure? Here you go!
Nemesis, who was determined to rob the black dragon, nodded calmly and said, "Yes, during the few days you were kidnapped, I evolved in a dormant state."

Signa opened her mouth and asked hesitantly, "Why is your sleep time so short?"

Nemesis pointed to the skin he had just shed on the floor: "In fact, it only took me twenty minutes."

Signa took a breath of cold air. Shedding her skin in such a short time must be extremely painful.

As he spoke, Nemesis noticed that there was a mechanism on the floor where the obelisk had originally been located.

He gently turned the mechanism, and the portal reappeared in the hall.

Dragging Sgena's wings, Nemesis brought the immobile black dragon out of the sixth floor.

At this moment, the outside of the Psychic Tower was surrounded by gray dwarves and orcs.

Seeing that there were two dragons coming out, they nervously took out their weapons. One of the gray dwarves, who looked older, questioned Nemesis tremblingly.

"Where is our high priest? What did you do to the high priest?!"

Nemesis understood that it seemed that God had informed them in advance to prevent himself from dying.

Nice idea, but it doesn't work.

Signa on the side couldn't help herself first. Seeing that these gray dwarves had the guts to question her, she roared while dragging her seriously injured body:
"Damn you, you still have the nerve to ask that shitty high priest of yours? He actually tried to enslave a real dragon, he should be ready to die!"

Segna's words caused a commotion among the gray dwarves, and the orcs also became panic-stricken.

They had already lost Saurfang, and the new orc leader they elected was just a mere level five warrior.

They relied heavily on Gold's leadership.

Nemesis lazily raised his dragon claws, signaling them to shut up. The overwhelming dragon might swept across all creatures, and the gray dwarves and orcs all knelt down trembling.

"It seems that the power of the Psychic Dragon has been greatly enhanced compared to other dragon species during the teenage stage."

Nemesis was very satisfied with the effect. The Mind Dragon was good at mental power, and dragon power was ultimately a kind of mental control.

This reinforcement is a given.

"Don't feel sorry for your former leader. Gray dwarves, orcs, I understand your confusion." He said very sympathetically.

"That's why I, the Great White Mystic, am here to give you a chance, a chance to serve me!"

"Those who are willing to submit to me are qualified to be my followers. You will travel 600 kilometers to my territory, where you will start your new life!"

Nemesis' words made them agitated. The power of the true dragon was unquestionable. Without a strong leader, how could they protect this huge fortress from the dark elves?
This is also the reason why Nemesis asked those who belonged to him to return to his own territory. This Mind Flayer Fortress is a must-pass place for the Dark Elves to go south. As long as they don't give up, there will definitely be more family members coming.

Even though he had evolved into a teenage dragon, he was unable to challenge the authority of Menzoberranzan.

He will let all his followers stick to their original territory - near the cold iron vein, build new cities and reproduce. This will also give his followers the opportunity to evacuate underground at any time.

Of course, before that, he has to rob the mother dragon's nest first!

In the end, most orcs chose to submit to the true dragon, but there were almost no gray dwarves who converted.

Nemesis looked at the leading gray dwarf meaningfully. He knew why these gray dwarves chose to stay here.

Even though they knew that under the iron hoof of the dark elves, their only outcome would be death.

These gray dwarves are guarding the obelisk. "Unfortunately, the thing you are guarding has been shattered."

Nemesis did not remind them. Anyway, he did not really need the fighting power of the gray dwarves. It was enough to have the people of Clangedin to make equipment for him.

"Let's go. After all, we are of the same race. I will send you back to your territory." Nemesis said to Segna with a smile.

But for some reason, looking at that smile, Signa felt a chill on her back.
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"Is this your territory?" Nemesis asked with a look of disgust.

The scene before him was a swamp filled with black viscous liquid and mud. The strong smell of acid spread in the air, making the dragon nauseous.

"Yes, what's wrong? Isn't it great? The sewage that makes people feel happy physically and mentally, and the fragrant smell of acid, this is what I spent five years carefully preparing!" Segna said confidently.

Nemesis covered his nose with his dragon claws. He had heard that the black dragon was the dirtiest dragon among the real dragons. Seeing was believing. The smell of death really made the dragon want to die.

An old human woman suddenly walked out of a blue portal. She looked at Sgena with a flattering expression, and her dirty nails on both hands were covered with mud.

"Oh~ My great master, you are back. During the thirty-six days you were away, I have been faithfully taking care of your territory."

"The swamp performs [Sewage Spell] every day as you command,"

"The plants at the entrance of your cave are also growing luxuriantly under my careful care,"

"The number of fish in the swamp has doubled since you left!"

"So, great master," the old woman asked, rubbing her hands expectantly, "when can you release us from our contract?"

Signa snorted, looked around, and then started to find fault.

"The water in the swamp is clearly clearer than when I left!"

"The plants at the entrance of my cave have also become withered! I counted and there are at least three leaves missing!"

"As for those fish, I don't like fish anymore! You polluted my swamp with some garbage!"

"With this level of service, you still want me to terminate the contract? To punish you for your carelessness, I will add another fifty years of service time!"

"Do not!!!"

The hunched old woman's face became more and more sad as she listened, until she finally heard her own verdict and ran away with her face covered.

After she left, Signa was still cursing and complaining about these subordinates who made her worry.

Nemesis said meaningfully: "A green hag, where did you get it from?"

Signa replied proudly, "She came here on her own, for no apparent reason, and said she wanted to make this her home. After I beat her up, I forced her to sign a slave contract."

Nemesis nodded. No wonder.

A hag is a terrifying dark monster. Most of them have high IQs and good spellcasting abilities. They often disguise themselves as old human women to deceive their prey.

Green hags are a type of hags. They often hang out in desolate swamps or dark forests, and always like to use various spells to attack their prey in secret.

Should an enemy mistake their fragile appearance for reality and engage them in close combat, the green hag will tear the opponent apart with her troll-like strength.

Every adult green hag naturally possesses the ninth-level warlock level and many supernatural abilities. If it hadn't encountered the shameless and reckless man Sgena, the green hag could probably have gotten along well here.

(End of this chapter)