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

Chapter 95 I clearly didn't take you seriously at all (3k)

The brass dragon let out a roar that shook the heavens, filled with rage and resentment at being humiliated, causing snow to fall in a flurry from the stone bricks of the west gate.

His traveler's robes shattered instantly, and a bronze-colored, intense light burst forth from beneath his tanned skin. His bones crackled, and his body expanded wildly at a visible speed.

No longer a cynical bard, no longer a human being pretending to be strong.

The enormous, eighteen-meter-long body crashed down beneath the ruined city walls.

The brass dragon was more than three meters longer than Puse's dark blue body.

On its slender and agile body, the jagged lines along the edges of its wing membranes are menacingly exposed, forming a stark contrast with the blue dragon's wing membranes.

"A deformed blue dragon hybrid!"

Before the roar of the brass dragon had subsided, scorching dragon breath had already spewed out from its throat!

The brass dragon has two types of breath: one is a fire breath, which is linear and its damage increases with age; the other is a hypnotic breath, which increases with level.

Elliott's breath was a hypnotic breath from the brass dragon!

This was in human-inhabited territory, or rather, the silver dragon's territory. Although the brass dragon was furious, it ultimately dared not go too far.

Where the thin mist passed, even the raging cold wind seemed to become lazy, and the surrounding ruins slowly melted away in an eerie manner.

The mist stretched for tens of feet, like an invisible giant net, instantly enveloping Puse's dark blue body completely!

The brass dragon knew very well that the blue dragon's physique was not yet fully formed in its youth, and it would be extremely difficult for it to resist this breath that was enough to put a group of adult knights into an instant slumber.

Without the slightest hesitation, his serrated wings sliced ​​through the air, and his massive body, several meters long, immediately pounced on Puse.

He intended to use the hypnotic breath to tear apart Puse's "deformed" enormous body in the moment when Puse's consciousness was blurred.

He unleashed his fury, fueled by humiliation, upon the opponent's scales and bones!

However, there was not a trace of confusion in the eyes of Puse, who was completely shrouded in a thin mist!

"With this kind of trick?"

【The Noble Dragon】 grants Puse complete immunity to any negative effects within the body; if done quickly enough, even physical injuries can be directly removed.

In battle, Puse's biggest fear is being pinned down and killed without any time to react, and secondly, being imprisoned and unable to escape.

The breath of the brass dragon had absolutely no effect on Puse.

Without the slightest hesitation, his massive 15-meter-long body crashed headlong into the oncoming brass dragon!

The two giant dragons crashed together beneath the crumbling city walls, creating a deafening roar that shook the entire city of Starfall!

Poseidon's dragon claws tore through the air first, with brute force far exceeding that of blue dragons of the same age, and fiercely grabbed at the serrated edges of Elliot's wing membrane.

That's the weakest connection point of the brass dragon wing membrane!

The sharp claws instantly pierced the opponent's scales, tearing off a large piece of brass-colored scales. Blood gushed out like a spring, instantly evaporating into scalding white mist on the snow.

Elliott roared in pain, his eighteen-meter-long body twisting wildly, equally unwilling to be outdone.

He gripped the gap in the scales on Puse's neck tightly, and with a sudden burst of strength, tore it open, piercing into the blue dragon's flesh and exposing the tender, bleeding flesh beneath!

"You bastard! How dare you hurt me!"

Elliott roared, opening its blood-red maw and biting fiercely at Puse's wing membrane, determined to tear the wing membrane that covered half the street to shreds!

Pusser felt excruciating pain but did not back down; instead, it aroused an even deeper ferocity.

His dragon head suddenly rose up and then slammed down hard. The hard dragon head struck Elliott's jaw precisely, and with a crisp "crack," several of the brass dragon's teeth were broken off!

At the same time, the claws of the two dragons were tearing at each other's flesh, and blood stained the broken city walls and the snow beneath their feet.

Before long, the brass dragon realized something was wrong.

Puse's [Noble Dragon] talent continuously healed his physical injuries, allowing him to maintain peak combat power.

Two giant dragons rolled and tore at each other amidst the ruins of the west gate, each collision causing the ground of Starfall City to tremble slightly.

Elliott, with his size advantage, suppressed the heavy damage inflicted by Puse, but did not achieve the desired result.

His heart sank. He could no longer tear at the chest. His thick dragon claws pressed against Puse's chest, and he pushed hard with all his might!

The two immense forces collided, and Puse's dark blue body was pushed back several meters, its dragon claws carving deep furrows in the ground.

Elliott seized the opportunity to retreat rapidly, his eighteen-meter-long body staggering as he regained his balance, about to flap his wings to create distance.

But at that moment, a bone-chilling cold instantly swept over his limbs and bones.

He was horrified to discover that the wings that had once soared through the sky now hung limply at his sides, as if all their strength had been drained away, and he felt nothing at all!

A cruel smile appeared on Puse's face as he lunged forward menacingly.

His eyes bulged with violent pleasure, the muscles in his limbs tensed suddenly, and his fifteen-meter-long body, like a shadow breaking through the air, pounced on the staggering brass dragon with an aura of crushing everything!

He gave Elliott no chance to react at all, his dragon claws, carrying a strong wind, precisely grabbing at the opponent's unconscious wing membrane.

The wound he had torn open first was now the most fatal flaw of the brass dragon!

The sharp claws embedded themselves again at the junction of the wing membrane and the torso.

With a sudden burst of strength, accompanied by a tooth-grinding tearing sound, a large piece of brass-colored wing membrane covered in blood and flesh was ripped off!

"Ouch!"

Elliott let out a heart-wrenching scream, his pupils dilating from extreme pain and fear. His body, having lost half of its wing membrane, instantly lost its balance and crashed heavily onto the crumbling city wall, sending stone chips flying everywhere.

Poseidon lowered its dragon head slightly, its cold, vertical pupils fixed on Elliot's convulsing body, and the cruel smile on its lips grew even more intense.

He raised his dragon claw and stomped heavily on the brass dragon's chest. With each strike, the crisp sound of the dragon's bones cracking could be heard.

"The power of the brass dragon? The advantage of its size?"

Puse scoffed, "Before absolute power, everything you have is nothing but a joke!"

Dragon's blood wine was scattered all over the ground.

Elliott's chest was dented by the dragon's claws, and the excruciating pain of his shattered bones almost made him faint. But his deep-seated will to survive allowed him to unleash his last potential as he lay dying!

He suddenly arched his long body, his remaining half of the wing membrane pounding the ground wildly, while a hoarse roar came from his throat.

"Don't even think about killing me!"

Elliott's voice was full of resentment.

The brass-colored light around him suddenly surged, and the entire dragon's body became as smooth as butter under Puse's claws.

Fortunately, dragons fly using magic, not just their wings.

After the brass dragon flew into the sky, it flapped its half-broken wings and fled in a sorry state, like a clown.

Pu Se let out a cold laugh: "Escape? Turn around and run away right now."

"If you run fast enough, fast enough to escape my sight, fast enough to make me lose the ability to sense your presence—then you can survive."

Poseidon ascended at an extremely fast speed, especially when Elliot only had one wing left to accelerate and adjust its direction, blocking its path several times.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, a farce is unfolding, but this is the brass dragon being cruelly mocked.

Just as Elliott's brass-colored remains teetered on the horizon, and even his magic-driven flight began to falter.

A slender white figure appeared without warning among the clouds above Starfall City.

She was a woman dressed in a moon-white robe, with long, silvery-white hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, and a faint silver light surrounding her.

Despite its human form, it exuded a powerful aura that made both dragons tremble.

It was the silver dragon Kavismas.

She didn't speak, and didn't even glance at the fleeing brass dragon.

He simply stood there quietly, his cool gaze sweeping gently over the dark blue dragon that was toying with its prey.

Pu Se's movements suddenly froze.

The violence and mockery that had just filled his body seemed to have been drained away in an instant, even the flapping of his wings slowed down by half a beat.

His once proudly raised dragon head suddenly lowered, and all the fierce light in his dark blue vertical pupils faded, making him look somewhat guilty.

The arrogant demeanor that had been so arrogant just moments before, like a cat playing with a mouse, vanished completely, and they didn't even dare to glance at the brass dragon that had secretly returned.

"Ahem! Mother, what brings you here? Haha, what a coincidence! I just made a friend with a brass dragon, and we're playing together right now."

How can a cat catching a mouse not be considered playing?

Before the words were finished, a weak yet indignant roar suddenly pierced the sky.

Elliott, the brass dragon who had secretly turned back, had somehow come to rest not far from Kawimas.

His remaining half of the wing membrane was still trembling incessantly, and dragon blood dripped continuously from the edge of the tattered wing membrane. His eighteen-meter-long body convulsed due to the excruciating pain.

Those once arrogant, brass-colored eyes were now fixed intently on Pu Se, who was bowing his head and pretending to be obedient.

"Beautiful Silver Dragon Lady! Don't listen to his excuses! This is no joke at all!"

Elliott's voice was hoarse and broken, each word accompanied by the excruciating pain of shattered bones, yet he still roared out his accusations with all his might.

"I was merely passing through Starfall City when I was unexpectedly provoked by this blue dragon!"

"He not only tore my wings apart and broke my breastbone, but also repeatedly blocked my path and tormented me as I fled on the verge of death!"

He suddenly raised one of his dragon claws, pointing it at the spot where his wing membrane had been ripped off, leaving only a bloody mess, his eyes filled with rage.

"Look! This is what he calls 'playing around'! He clearly wants to kill me!"

"If you hadn't appeared in time, I would already be a dead soul under his claws!"

Pu Se suddenly raised his head, showing no sign of anger or embarrassment at being exposed, and spoke with complete self-righteousness.

"Bullshit!"

"If I really wanted to kill you, do you think you'd still be alive standing here making these accusations?"

He pointed to Elliott's half-broken wing membrane, his tone mocking: "Is that all you've got?"

"The first time I ripped your wing membranes, the first time I broke your sternum, I could crush your heart! I could make you die from draining your dragon blood!"

"I stopped you time and time again, not as a joke, but because I didn't take you seriously at all!"

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