Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 507 Dragon Fight
A black dragon hovered overhead, its two large and two small forms clearly indicating that this was a typical black dragon family.

But they are mostly not father and son, but "brother and sister".

Although even the largest female dragon is no match for the adult body of a Quel'thas dragon (black dragons are generally smaller than blue dragons of the same age, and smaller than the largest red dragon of the chromatic dragons), no one can ignore these black shadows that represent death when they float in the sky.

After all, some things, even when weakened countless times, still...
"True dragons, so many true dragons!"

For ordinary people, and even for ordinary superhumans below the level of great professionals, there is no difference between wild dragons and dragons with inherited memories. When that deadly dragon breath falls, they will both be instantly reduced to ashes.

"boom!"

But the first to suffer was the blue dragon warrior who displayed his true physical form and fought the tyrannosaurus to the death.

Two black dragons swooped down, their foul-smelling, putrid breath engulfing everything around them.

Even though the black dragon's breath was considered shameful among true dragons, Quill, who was unable to move, still took two hard blows. His skin became severely dehydrated and rotten, and not only did it instantly show signs of decay, but some areas even sprouted flies.

The results were much better than expected.

Black dragons are associated with poison and water, but in reality, they are the closest to death, and are also known as skeleton dragons.

If the ancient black dragon was able to grasp the concepts of aging and death, then it's entirely possible that it rose from the bottom tier to the level of the most destructive power.
"Looks like Quill is in trouble."

After circling for a while, the four black dragons locked onto their target.

Two adult black dragons launched the main attack, their putrid stench rising and falling. They would suddenly drop down, tear off a piece of flesh, and immediately rise again, while the toxins in their claws and teeth further eroded the blue dragon. The other two smaller black dragons used their speed and reaction speed to act as a distraction.

It's annoying, but you can't ignore it. However, if you pay attention to Xiao Long, Da Long will come after you.

Like a flock of griffins hunting together, they have locked onto their mortal enemy, using harassment tactics to constantly restrain them, determined to bleed them dry.

Quill was in bad shape. His petrified skin was taking a bad hit under the black dragon's acidic, decaying aura.

Pure physical defense, relying on the skin's biological layer to enhance physical armor, seems to have encountered a natural enemy when facing this highly corrosive black dragon.

If he were still just an ordinary blue dragon, things wouldn't be so bad.

While transforming skin and muscle into armor, the sculpted skin also transforms them into "dead armor." Skin that has lost its vitality loses its resistance and healing ability when faced with erosion.

"Ouch!"

While dealing with the rampaging Tyrannosaurus Rex, the blue dragon Quel'Thuzad roared to the sky, seemingly igniting his fighting spirit.

Only Rean and a few other dragonborn understood his true meaning.

It's very simple and straightforward.

"help me!"

Being entangled by a super Tyrannosaurus Rex and hunted by a family of black dragons is indeed quite dangerous and distressing, but directly shouting for help like this is a good idea.
"Roar!" The black dragon in the sky roared, its skull-like triangular head full of sneers. Although it did not have enough inheritance and knowledge, it did not mean that it was a fool.

Those beasts that call for help as soon as they start fighting are considered utterly useless in the eyes of the wild animals.

"not good."

At this moment, Rean was also a little confused.

He never expected that someone as big as Quill would be so useless. Where are your fighting skills, your tough defense, your monstrous lightning? Fight those black dragons!
Even if you're being restrained, even if you're outnumbered, fight them! Make them realize the cost of ganging up on you, instead of just making a fuss!
"Ow!"

Amidst the dragons' maniacal laughter, they paid even more attention to Quill.

Breath of corrosive dragon breath poured down, creating more rotten spots on the tough skin of the blindly fleeing blue dragon.

This is also why Rean felt this was terrible. Facing a wild beast, a beast you just fought, you actually showed fear and timidity. Aren't you just inviting it to hunt you down and devour you?

Even those that can hold out for half an hour will be strangled immediately!
"Ouch!"

Fear even distorted its movements. Its original tactic of using its speed advantage to avoid the damage from the Super Tyrannosaurus Rex failed, and the extremely bloody bite tore off a large chunk of flesh from its body.

Quill's satisfaction level decreased by 15%.

Wu, however, delivered a very cruel verdict.

"Why is this happening? He looks very powerful, and his stats are also very strong, Blue Dragon."

Rean thought of the sapphire dragon he had fought to the death with; if the dragon were in this situation, it would probably be laughing its head off.

Not to mention showing cowardice and backing down, he came up with at least a dozen crazy ideas in that instant, and then immediately changed tactics. This guy, on the other hand, delayed and missed opportunities from the very beginning.

Without Rean's supervision, he hadn't taken things seriously, and even when he chose weaker targets, he hadn't achieved any clear results. Rean's observation was that he had adopted the safest and most conservative tactics possible, intending to wear down the opponent first to ensure he wouldn't be defeated.

It's fair to say that wasting time until the black dragons attacked was basically its own fault.

This is a battlefield; every moment must be fought for. If we can take it, we cannot waste a single second.

"The blue dragon is arrogant yet cowardly; so that's what they mean."

The ferocious blue dragons are not cowardly, but rather their race is accustomed to "tyranny" and to obeying the strong.

When an individual becomes accustomed to submission, to being pragmatic, and to prioritizing self-preservation, he may be an excellent politician, but he will drift further and further away from being a true warrior.

Even if his statistic is impressive on paper, he lacks the awareness a soldier should have. They've become accustomed to coasting along and knowing when to stop, forgetting that some things require fighting to the bitter end, regardless of the cost.
"He probably never had a truly intense battle with an opponent of similar skill level. He'd always been in a one-sided victory, so when faced with high risk, his mentality naturally collapsed."

Rean sighed. Normally, no one would dare to provoke an adult blue dragon in the desert. This dragon, having lived in "human society" for many years, had become tainted with too much "humanity".

Rules-abiding, compromising, and playing political tricks? Are you even a dragon anymore?

At this moment, not only did Wu look down on Quill, but even Rean began to despise him.
"But he can't die."

Rean took a step forward, and the surrounding atmosphere began to solidify.

If this candidate and alternate member of the alumni association were to die in full view of everyone, the credibility of the organizer would be severely affected, especially since he had "ordered" the other party to do so.

"What a piece of trash."

"Boom!"

The next moment, Rean finally moved.

The four wings that had spread out were merely auxiliary; flames erupted from the armored feet, and the explosion propelled him into the air.

He was also curious about what it meant for him to be giving it his all now.
"Ouch!"

But it was the black dragon family in the sky that was first enraged.

"Awooo! (Dragon Slayer!)"

"Ahhhhh (Brothers, brothers, so many brothers!)"

The black dragon that fell into darkness and became a shadow dragon, and the black dragon that became a mount, both died at Rean's hands.

The "Mark of Vengeance" obtained from slaying the true dragon instantly enraged these "family brethren," and the moment Rean flew into the sky, he was met with the hatred and siege of the dragon horde.

(End of this chapter)