I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Chapter 110 The dragon always finishes what it starts (3k)

Before the two could react, the dragon shadow suddenly solidified, its dark blue body bursting out of the shadows with a strong wind, its sharp dragon claws, tempered with the ferocity of dragon blood, slamming fiercely towards the unsuspecting middle-aged woman.

A piercing scream rang out, and the bloated body had no chance to resist before being struck in the chest by the dragon's claw.

Blazing dragon flames erupted from the dragon's mouth, instantly engulfing the woman in a fireball.

The screams stopped abruptly, and in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged woman turned into a handful of charred ashes.

The wind blew it away in the alley, and even the essence of the immortal bloodline was completely burned away by the dragon flame.

"Hehehe, hahahahaha! Slaughter, a pleasurable slaughter!!"

The alley was filled with the smell of burning and the heat of dragon flames. Puse's massive body was coiled at the end of the alley, his dragon eyes fixed on Linus, who was frozen in place.

"finally found you."

"Cute little mouse." Puse's breath scattered the ashes beneath his palm. "It took me quite a bit of effort to find you."

"Before finding you, I visited your kind time and time again in Starfall City, but—"

"They're not very happy."

Linus's pupils contracted sharply. He dared not linger for even a moment. His silver-white armor shattered instantly, and a dark, menacing aura enveloped his figure as he plunged into the shadows of the alley wall.

With his stealth instincts fully activated, his figure vanished into the thick darkness in the blink of an eye, leaving only a lingering afterimage.

He had only one thought in his mind: he absolutely could not let this blue dragon entangle him.

The image of Long Yan burning his own kind to ashes was still vivid in his mind; a direct confrontation would only lead to certain death.

"Run, keep running!" came the mocking yet cruel voice of Puse from the shadows.

As soon as Puser saw him disappear into the shadows, the dragon claw that had just blown away the ashes slammed down on the ground, and the power of Shadow Lurking was suddenly activated.

The dark blue dragon plunged into the shadows, its massive form moving with ghostly agility in the darkness, relentlessly clinging to Linus's aura.

"In order to find you, I went through a lot of trouble, almost wiping out all your kind who were lurking in Starfall City."

"Some poor souls are even begging me for mercy! How pathetic!"

In the shadows, only a dragon's shadow and a human figure fled and chased, and Linus felt the violent dragon breath following him like a shadow.

Just as the shadow twisted its body, the crisp sound of dragon teeth snapping together rang in its ears. The dragon shadow bit down hard on the human's arm, tearing off a piece of the shadow.

He desperately channeled his evil power to move through the shadows, hoping to shake off the mad dragon.

Kopser's shadow stealth was even more skillful than his, putting him in grave danger every time.

Linus felt an excruciating pain throughout his arm, as if it were being burned by fire. The places where his shadow had been torn apart also had gruesome wounds torn open along with his flesh.

He knew that if he stayed in the shadows any longer, he would be torn apart sooner or later. He gritted his teeth and activated his primal evil power, forcefully breaking through the shadow barrier with his broken body.

As soon as he fell out of the darkness and landed on the alley stones, he curled up in pain. The excruciating pain from his severed arm made his vision go black, but he dared not stop for even a moment.

Suddenly, black energy surged around him, and his broken body rapidly healed under the glow of the blood moon. Then, it twisted and disintegrated, transforming into hundreds of pitch-black bats.

They shrieked and flapped their wings to take off, trying to scatter and escape under the cover of night.

Each bat carried fragments of his aura; this ability to create clones was originally the immortal bloodline's trump card for escaping desperate situations.

As midnight approached, the scattered bats gradually gathered outside Starfall City.

This is a cultivated wheat field, surrounded by scattered wooden houses.

Starfall City was newly established and its commerce was not yet developed. It was easier to obtain food by cultivating the wild forests than to live in the city.

After spring arrived, almost half of the population chose to live outside Starfall City.

Linus is in a very bad state and needs more food to recover from his injuries.

Without the protection of professionals, humans are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter in the face of this immortal bloodline.

Just as he was about to finish gathering, a powerful burst of lightning breath shot out from the dragon's jaws in a fan shape, rushing straight towards the swarm of bats.

Wherever the lightning passed, bats were burned to black ash, their shrieks echoing everywhere, and fine scorched debris filled the air.

Pu Se flapped its wings and soared into the air, its dragon claws sweeping fiercely across the swarm of bats, crushing several with each strike. The violent dragon roar left the remaining bats dizzy and disoriented.

He stared intently at the bat that flew the fastest and had the strongest scent.

That was precisely the core that Linus valued most.

He frantically fled into the depths of the dense forest, his dark figure darting through the shadows of the trees, looking every bit the pathetic figure of someone being chased and driven to desperation.

Behind him, Puse went completely mad, his massive dragon body crashing into the forest, sending rocks flying and ancient trees snapping in two.

The blazing dragon flames spewed out from time to time, scorching the vegetation along the way, and black smoke mixed with the smell of burning spread through the forest.

Bats darted about incessantly through the forest, followed by a monstrous dragon cawing wildly.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell who the villain was.

The forest was dense with branches, and Linus's core bat was about to be struck by the dragon's claws.

He abruptly gathered his remaining magic power, and over a hundred bat afterimages instantly pounced on Puse's face, while his true form suddenly solidified into human shape under cover of darkness.

Black energy surged from the severed arm, and the venomous Dragon Soul Dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand, its dark purple evil light surging to its limit, as if it were trying to fight back.

With lightning speed, Puse struck Linus hard in the waist and abdomen with his dragon claw, the sound of bones cracking ringing out.

But the bloodline had already risked everything, and the dagger still grazed the gaps in the scales and pierced half an inch. The cold, evil power instantly spread along the wound, and the dragon's body suddenly convulsed.

Enraged, the blue dragon abandoned its defenses and gripped Linus's body tightly with its claws.

"court death!"

Linus, coughing up blood, exclaimed, "You evil dragon! You were clearly poisoned by the serpent dragon's venom on the dagger, so why are you still able to move?!"

The Serpent Dragon is also a true dragon, but it is unpredictable and difficult to tame. Its population has dwindled, and it has become a rare marginal dragon species, completely fading out of the main dragon lineage.

They possess the grandeur of a dragon and the suppleness of a giant snake; wingless yet able to leap on the wind, their fangs and bone spurs concealing deadly poison.

Ordinary dragons would lose their magic power if they were touched by even a fraction of it; only ancient dragons with extremely strong bloodlines could withstand it.

The dagger in Linus's hand was forged from the venomous fangs of a fallen serpent dragon.

The blade was already soaked in deadly poison; it was a weapon he was certain would kill Puse.

During the assassination attempt at the royal court, under the influence of the vengeful spirit of the serpent dragon, the dagger coated with deadly poison, though having pierced through the scales, had already seeped into the flesh along the wound.

Logically, Puse should have lost his mind long ago due to the toxins.

Even if he miraculously survives, he will become a violent puppet. How could he still be conscious and chase him to the ends of the earth as if he had never been poisoned at all?

"Huh!? What is that?"

"What do you mean by 'highly poisonous' or 'highly poisonous'?"

Pusser felt great.

He had no idea whether there was such a thing as poison; he probably got run over and killed by the "noble dragon" as soon as he came in.

The hot breath he exhaled as his dragon jaws opened and closed scorched Linus's cheeks: "You think your petty tricks in the gutter are enough to poison me?"

"That inferior toxin is nothing more than an appetizer; it thinks it can poison the great Blue Dragon!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon claw tightened suddenly, and a piercing sound of bones cracking rang out. Linus spat out blood from his throat, and the dagger slipped from his hand.

Linus's bones were shattered, and blood gushed from the corners of his mouth. His previous arrogance was completely crushed, leaving only a pathetic struggle for survival.

He pleaded in a trembling voice, "Spare me! I'll submit to you and do whatever you say!"

Seeing that the ferocity in Pythron's eyes had not diminished and that its claws were tightening even more, Linus roared in desperation and threw out the bait with his last bit of strength.

"Aren't you curious about who's targeting you?! My assassination attempt wasn't my intention; someone ordered me to infiltrate Starfall City to carry it out!"

He endured the excruciating pain and hurriedly added, his tone full of urgent seduction: "I'm just a pawn."

Upon hearing this, Puse sneered: "You are nothing more than the nobles of the Crimson Empire behind you. As for who they are, it doesn't matter at all."

The birth of the Starry Kingdom destined it to stand on the opposite side of the Crimson Empire.

There is no right or wrong in different positions.

The entire Crimson Empire will be his enemy, and all his enemies deserve to die.

In his eyes, the so-called mastermind was nothing more than another ant daring to challenge the true dragon.

Or perhaps, for Pusser, there are no friends or enemies in this world, only enemies.

The whole world consists of beings who either covet his power or are destined to be crushed by him.

Whether it's the Star Kingdom or the Long-Eared Clan.

Even the Levi and Long-eared tribes, who were openly allied with Puse, were nothing more than consumables for him to devour, temper, and enhance his own abilities.

When they are docile, they are allowed to live; when they dare to show their fangs, they are burned to ashes.

"Targeting?" His dragon eyes widened, and his dragon claws tightened again. "In this universe, besides Kavismas, who isn't my enemy?"

Linus tried to bring up the forces behind the scenes again, but Puse was too lazy to listen anymore and unleashed a torrent of scorching dragon flames at the dragon claws.

The immortal bloodline's wails vanished in an instant amidst the flames, along with the secrets he knew, turning into charred ashes that scattered in the night wind of the forest.

Pu Se looked at the red moon in the sky. For some reason, the red moon in his vision seemed exceptionally round, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

He released his dragon claws, leaving only scattered ashes in his palm, which vanished without a trace in the night wind.

The exhilarating hunt had slightly lessened his violent aura, but it still retained a formidable presence.

The surviving birds and beasts in the forest dared not even breathe, only hiding in deep caves and dense forests, trembling with fear.

Pu Se raised his paw to wipe away the ash, his dragon eyes sweeping over the scattered lights in the direction of Starfall City.

There was the royal court where he temporarily resided, and a group of docile, dormant fodder.

His gaze shifted slightly, catching sight of the dagger on the ground, forged from the venomous fangs of a serpent dragon. Its dark purple, malevolent light had dimmed, but the vengeful spirit of the serpent dragon still lingered.

Too lazy to bend down, he used levitation to lift him into the air, the dagger hovering steadily in front of him under the pull of the dragon's power.

The vengeful spirit of the serpent-dragon on the blade was still weakly howling, but it was firmly imprisoned by the magical patterns on it, which were attached to the dagger and could not escape.

Pu Selong's eyes narrowed slightly. Even though the Serpent Dragon had fallen from grace, it was still a true dragon bloodline. To have it reduced to a bloodline weapon on a dagger was a disgrace to the name of the dragon race.

Without further thought, the crimson dragon flame suddenly surged, precisely enveloping the suspended dagger. The serpentine dragon's fangs immediately emitted a sizzling sound upon encountering the dragon flame.

The dark purple evil light rapidly dissipated, and the vengeful spirits wailed as they were torn apart by the raging flames.

In just a few breaths, the dagger, which had been poisoned for a hundred years, melted into a handful of dark red molten iron in the dragon flames.

Even the very essence of the serpent dragon's fangs was completely burned away, falling with the wind into the scorched forest soil, instantly cooling into inconspicuous iron slag.

After doing all this, he flapped his wings and took to the air. The dark blue dragon shadow pierced through the blood-moon-covered night sky and flew swiftly towards Starfall City.

Puse was always thorough in his work. His killing intent had been ignited, so he simply killed all the remaining immortal bloodlines.