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

Chapter 76 Come out and fight me! (10,000 words a day, please vote!)

The morning mist drifted over the treetops, dampening the knights' armor. In the icy snow, the chill seeped into their bones through the seams of their armor.

The young, low-ranking knight Vincent Marlowe rubbed his frozen hands and used [Horizontal Slash] in the snow to cleave a pine tree in two.

Generally speaking, as long as one's life energy reaches a certain level, one can meet the promotion requirements for professionals.

However, there are also differences between different professions.

As one of the most orthodox professions, the Knight not only requires a certain level of life energy, but also mastery of at least three extraordinary abilities.

[Horizontal Slash] is one of the four extraordinary sword skills mastered by this low-ranking knight.

The pine tree crashed down, and the remaining knights used axes to dismember it and throw it into various fires in the snow.

"Captain Oliver!"

After cutting down the pine tree, Vincent couldn't resist getting closer to the burly figure standing in front of him with a sword in hand.

He glanced into the depths of the fog, his brow furrowed: "We've been guarding this place all night, and we haven't even seen a glimpse of a dragon."

"Should we continue to wait? The brothers already don't have enough food. If we keep going like this, they might not even have the strength to hold a sword."

Oliver's gaze fell on the distant mountain outlines blurred by the morning mist, which was in the direction of the Blackthorn Mountains.

He raised his hand and pressed the sword at his waist: "What's the rush? Princess Karen's orders are right here, and the dragon's command is even more beyond question."

He turned his head and glanced at the young knight beside him, whose face was full of anxiety.

"Be patient. We've finally got this chance to bathe in dragon's blood. It's worth gritting our teeth and waiting a few more days."

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That being said, Oliver couldn't help but feel a headache looking at the campsite made of pine branches and needles, which could only cover the snow but not block the wind.

The wind on the ice field, carrying snowflakes, scraped across the camp made of pine branches like knives.

The sheds that barely provided shelter from the wind and snow were leaning precariously, and the pine needles were frozen and brittle, falling down in a gust of wind.

Surviving in the freezing cold is no easy task; it can freeze you to death at any moment.

If it weren't for this team of nearly 500 people, the worst of whom are low-level professionals, they probably wouldn't have been able to last a single night.

Vincent's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice filled with barely suppressed anxiety: "Captain, it's not that we can't withstand the cold, I'm just worried—"

"We hunted dozens of wolves last night. There's wood everywhere in the forest, so we have some food and don't have to worry about going hungry."

He gestured toward the dying fire in the center of the camp, its embers faintly visible in the morning mist.

"But with all five hundred of us stationed here, the hunting knight order has been reduced by more than half."

"No one is hunting in the mountains and forests, and the people's food supplies are running low. In a few more days, I'm afraid there won't even be anyone to deliver supplies!"

These refugees took a lot of food with them when they left Elia.

But even a large amount of food cannot sustain nearly 100,000 people for several months.

Moreover, some grains must be reserved for seeds and absolutely cannot be touched. The Knights have been out hunting, searching for more prey in the forest.

But now that so many knights have gathered together, the hunting party has been greatly reduced, and many people will surely go hungry.

Oliver's brow furrowed even more.

He was well aware of these difficulties, but the dragon's orders were as heavy as a mountain, and Princess Karen's instructions still echoed in his ears, leaving him momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the forest, causing the morning dew on the branches to fall in a flurry, startling a flock of birds into flight.

A gust of wind whipped up snowflakes that stung Karen's face. She was standing at the edge of the camp counting heads when the sudden gust of wind forced her to squint.

He instinctively raised his hand to shield his forehead, his gaze piercing through the swirling snowflakes as he looked towards the dense forest shrouded in morning mist.

The next second, a huge blue shadow tore through the clouds and swooped down toward the camp like a falling meteorite.

A fierce blizzard swept in, and the knights on the outskirts of the camp instantly changed their expressions, gripping their weapons tightly.

Karen's eyes blazed with fury. He strode across the snow, letting the cold snowflakes splash onto his armor, and walked straight toward the direction where the giant blue figure was about to land.

As Puse's massive body landed steadily on the snow, stirring up a cloud of snow mist, Karen stepped forward, bowed, and greeted Puse: "Your Highness Puse! The Silver Leaf Knights are assembled and await your command!"

Puse's vertical pupils swept across the dark mass of people below: "If you've dawdled enough, hurry up and get going! That idiot in the Blackthorn Mountains is waiting for me."

"That stupid red dragon, and the gold mine it guards—I don't have time to waste here in this freezing cold with you!"

Karen nodded and ordered the knights who were lined up around her, "The knights, assemble immediately and head for the Blackthorn Mountains!"

During the journey, Puse was initially able to remain patient, perched on a mountaintop outside the group, watching the humans silently make their way.

Its enormous body was covered with a thin layer of snow, like a deep, dark sapphire. Its vertical pupils were half-closed as it glanced at the group of busy humans below.

They were busy reinforcing their armor and distributing the remaining rations, their footsteps leaving deep and shallow craters in the snow, their inefficiency irritating the dragon.

A day passed in the howling wind and snow, and we hadn't even covered half the distance.

Pu Se was already in a bad mood, and his patience was completely worn out.

The pent-up frustration in his chest surged up, and he shook his body violently, shaking off all the snow covering him.

"A bunch of dawdling ants!"

He let out a low growl, and before Karen could come forward to explain, he spread his enormous wings and slammed his powerful hind legs against the mountain rocks.

Rock fragments flew everywhere as the massive body, like a blue lightning bolt, shot straight into the sky, hurtling towards the Blackthorn Mountains.

Only a haughty dragon roar remained, echoing far and wide in the wind and snow: "Just you wait, I'll lure that damned fellow over here and kill him."

On his way to the Blackthorn Mountains, he grew angrier and angrier, thinking that these humans were simply brainless!

Even though they knew they were going to the Blackthorn Mountains, they deliberately dawdled and waited in the same spot.

Without his orders, would they not know how to be flexible or how to set off earlier?

He patiently waited all day, but he hadn't even finished half the journey!

Pusser shook his head in frustration, blaming all the blame on the foolish humans, completely forgetting that it was his order.

Karen naturally wanted to leave earlier.

But what if the dragon, angered by their disobedience, refuses to cooperate and stops hunting the red dragon beast?

This is the first instruction given by Pusser.

We can't just ignore the dragon's commands from the start and be too proactive, can we?

Karen can guarantee that if the dragon sees that the forest is deserted, it will be even more enraged.

The crater of the Blackthorn Mountains emitted a scorching smell of sulfur.

The grayish-white volcanic ash melted with the snow on the mountaintop, forming a murky mud that flowed slowly down the rock face.

Poseidon folded its wings and landed its huge body on a rock that had been heated red by lava.

He looked up at the rolling lava deep within the volcano, let out a low roar, and then suddenly opened his massive jaws.

A blinding blue lightning bolt, accompanied by crackling thunderous power, struck straight into the churning crimson magma.

With a loud "boom", a huge explosion occurred.

The lava was instantly blasted into a huge cavity, and scalding hot rocks flew everywhere, colliding with lightning and creating a sky full of sparks. The pungent smell of sulfur mixed with the smell of burning permeated the air.

"You cowardly fool!" Puse's roar echoed for a long time in the crater.

"Hiding in the lava like a coward? If you've got the guts, come out and have a proper fight with me!"

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