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

Chapter 77 Brutal and Invincible Power (3k)

A deafening roar suddenly came from beneath the magma.

The crimson waves surged and roared, and the scalding lava, like boiling blood, splashed several meters high in all directions.

The next second, a giant dragon covered in crimson scales burst through the lava.

Its massive body, accompanied by rolling heat waves, soared into the air, and sparks fell as its wings flapped.

[The young Red Dragon Beast, Life Level 11, Challenge Level 12]

Its pupils burned with fierce fire as it stared intently at Puse, who stood on the rock, and let out a low, threatening growl.

"You ignorant blue-skinned brat—daring to trespass on our territory!"

The red dragon's roar was like thunder, sweeping over with the scorching heat of magma.

It spoke incoherently, flapped its wings, and its massive body charged toward Puse like a burning meteorite.

Upon seeing this, Pu Se's face turned arrogant, and with a flap of his wings, he took to the air.

The Red Dragon Beast is over twenty meters long, while the Puse is over ten meters long, almost only half the length of the Red Dragon Beast's body.

The two enormous figures collided violently in mid-air, their claws tearing through the air and their scales clashing together with a piercing, crisp sound.

Puse flapped its wings, deftly dodging the red dragon's breath, which was carrying magma, followed closely by a pale blue lightning breath.

"Awooo—!" The red dragon roared in pain, its scales instantly turning black.

It was completely enraged, and its huge dragon claw, carrying a wave of heat, slammed towards Puse.

Puse was prepared. With a sudden flap of its wings, it rose abruptly into the air, and at the same time, its claws reached straight for the head of the red dragon beast.

Before the red dragon could dodge, a "sizzle" was heard as its dragon claw struck its right eye, and scalding dragon blood mixed with black smoke splattered out.

It let out a painful howl that echoed through the valley, and its right eye completely lost its light, with only blood-red liquid flowing down the gaps in its scales.

Upon seeing this, a hint of smug contempt flashed in Pu Se's eyes.

This instantly maxed out the hatred level!!

"Hahaha!"

Pu Se raised his head and let out a deafening dragon roar, his laughter filled with undisguised mockery.

"With your stupid and clumsy appearance, do you even deserve to occupy this mountain range?"

He hovered in mid-air, flapping his wings. His pale blue scales shimmered coldly in the reflection of the lava, and his vertical pupils held undisguised contempt.

"It's good that you've lost one eye; it'll save you from using that stupid eye to covet things that don't belong to you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Puse flapped his wings and his massive body soared into the sky, hurtling towards the distant horizon.

The red dragon beast covered its bleeding right eye, letting out one furious roar after another from its throat.

His remaining left eye was fixed on the blue figure.

Ignoring the excruciating pain of its wounds, it flapped its crimson wings fiercely, its boundless rage carrying waves of heat, and relentlessly pursued the pursuer.

Puse flapped its wings, deliberately keeping its speed neither too fast nor too slow, just enough for the one-eyed red dragon to follow behind, biting its tail.

The scorching dragon breath occasionally grazed his tail, but Puse paid no attention.

Instead, it would wag its tail from time to time, deliberately provoking the other party, causing the other party to roar repeatedly.

The two creatures, one blue and one red, quickly darted out of the Blackthorn Mountains and headed south towards the forest.

This red dragon beast has no brain, or rather, it has very little brain.

But as they got further and further away from the den, their wild instincts kicked in and they began to sense that something was wrong.

However, the arrogance and hatred in its heart would not allow this red dragon to stop.

Even though he sensed something was wrong, he still sought an opportunity to severely damage the audacious blue dragon amidst Puse's provocations.

As time passed, Puse drew ever closer to the human knights.

He watched as the red dragon beast flapped its wings more and more slowly.

Its heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows; its massive body swayed precariously in mid-air, almost exhausted even of its hunting strength.

The Red Dragon Beast has no inherited memories and does not fly through magic, but rather flaps its wings forcefully, which consumes a lot of its energy.

Pu Se frowned, not wanting it to break down halfway.

He suddenly turned back, and before the red dragon beast could react, his sharp dragon claws had already gripped its charred back.

With a sharp "crack," a large piece of the scales on its back was torn off, and crimson dragon blood mixed with the broken scales dripped down.

"Idiot, can't fly anymore?"

The excruciating pain and humiliation instantly overwhelmed the red dragon beast's remaining sanity.

It roared, and with sheer ferocity, flapped its bleeding wings again, lunging at Puse like a madman.

The wind and snow continued to blow as the Silver Leaf Knights trudged through the forest with difficulty.

The knights' boots sank into the knee-deep snow, and each step required immense effort to pull them out.

Karen looked up at the sky, her brows furrowed tightly. Ever since Puse flew away alone, that blue figure had never appeared again.

"Your Highness Karen!" Vincent caught up, his voice filled with exhaustion. "Are we really moving too slowly?"

"What if that blue dragon has gotten impatient and abandoned us to deal with the red dragon beast?"

Upon hearing this, many knights around him showed worried expressions.

They were already worried about food shortages and the cold, but now they couldn't help but worry about hunting the red dragon.

The closer these knights get to their goal, the closer they get to success, the more anxiety they feel.

What if that red dragon beast isn't in the Blackthorn Mountains anymore, and has already left?

What if the campaign fails?

That was a young red dragon beast.

It takes several top-tier professionals to have a chance of successfully defeating this being.

The team composition should consist of a swordsman, mage, warlock, tank, assassin, and priest, ideally a full team of ten.

This will be more reliable.

In this world, top adventurers have a life energy level of 10-14, which is the pinnacle that ordinary professionals can only reach by exerting all their strength and spending half their lives.

As for hero-level professionals and legendary powerhouses—

These are the shining stars of human civilization, achievements that cannot be attained through mere effort.

Talent is an insurmountable barrier.

For example, in Puse's previous life, the Human Emperor once famously said, "No matter how stupid a person is, how could they not learn calculus before the age of fourteen?"

Puser said, "I could study this my whole life and still not understand it."

No one can deny that geniuses are a real thing.

Things that normal people can't learn, those monsters can understand with just one glance, and then they'll wonder why you're so stupid!

This 500-strong Silverleaf Knights are the sharpest sword in the Levi people's hands, but their current quality is hardly top-tier.

The team was commanded by only five high-level professionals, including Karen.

Captain Oliver, who has the highest life energy, is level 9 and has already reached the threshold of level 10. He is considered the backbone of the team, capable of both tanking and fighting.

Counting down further, there are about 60 intermediate professionals, most of whom hover around level 5 to 6. They can fight on the battlefield, but they are far from being able to take on a hundred opponents single-handedly.

The remaining four hundred-plus people were all low-level professionals who had just finished their apprenticeships, with their life energy barely exceeding level 2.

It includes knights, mages, priests, and assassins as scouts, forming a fully functional knightly order.

They are more like foundational figures added to make up the numbers, rather than sharp blades charging into battle.

Such a team, let alone fighting a complete young red dragon beast, would have to think twice about whether they could escape unscathed even if they encountered several high-level demonic bears.

It's no wonder the knights were filled with anxiety, after all, they were facing a being that even top professionals had to join forces to defeat.

Karen patted Oliver on the shoulder, her voice calm and steady, as if it could calm a blizzard: "Don't panic, Oliver."

His fingertips gently caressed the sword hilt, his tone now more resolute.

"Don't worry, even without His Highness Puse's help, the Silver Leaf Knights will definitely kill that red dragon beast used by the Metamorphosis Knights."

"No one can stop us, nothing can stop us!"

Just then, a deafening dragon roar suddenly tore through the sky.

Karen felt a chill run down her spine and abruptly looked up.

Two enormous figures were seen swooping down from the clouds. Behind the blue dragon, a crimson behemoth enraged the creature.

The red dragon was covered in blood, and blackish-red blood was still flowing from the hole in its right eye.

Its flight was erratic and unsteady, but its remaining left eye burned with a furious rage that seemed to consume everything, as it relentlessly pursued the blue dragon ahead.

The crimson figure was far larger and thicker than the blue dragon, its flapping wings carrying waves of heat that seemed to burn through the clouds.

The two sides finally started fighting.

Two enormous creatures wrestled in mid-air, tearing at each other's flesh and blood.

The red dragon roared and opened its mouth, spewing out magma-like flames. Puse suddenly turned to the side, its sharp dragon claws grabbing hard at its neck.

Before the red dragon could react, he tightened his claws, tearing open several pieces of crimson flesh, while simultaneously whipping his tail, striking the dragon's injured right wing hard.

With a deafening crack, the red dragon's right wing was snapped off!

Its massive body lost its balance, letting out a mournful howl, and crashed to the ground like a falling meteorite.

And the direction it fell happened to be the location of the Knights.

Karen's breath caught in her throat, her pupils fixed on the rapidly falling crimson shadow.

"Scatter! Scatter now!"

He roared, the sound tearing through the wind and snow, making the knights' eardrums vibrate.

The group of five hundred people was instantly thrown into chaos. The low-level professionals turned pale and ran wildly to both sides as if they had lost their souls.

The red dragon's body slammed down, grazing the treetops, the deafening roar shaking the entire forest, and crimson blood flowed everywhere.

How could Poseidon give this stupid dragon a chance to catch its breath?

With a flap of its wings, its sharp claws, accompanied by a gust of wind, precisely aimed for the red dragon beast's remaining left eye.

The red dragon was struggling to prop itself up, but the intense pain left it no time to react.

The sharp dragon claw pierced its left eye, and scalding dragon blood mixed with turbid fluid gushed out, plunging its vision into complete darkness.

"Aww!"

A mournful howl, more piercing than any before, echoed through the forest.

The Red Dragon Beast had completely lost its sight, and its massive body rolled wildly in the snow.

It crashed through countless thick trees, yet couldn't even discern the direction of the enemy.

Poseidon flew back into the air, looking down at its dying prey. Its vertical pupils were filled with indifference, contempt, and bloodthirsty cruelty.

Severely injured, with its wings broken and its eyes blinded, today is the day this red dragon beast dies.

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