Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

The moment the words left his mouth, Luo Ye straightened his posture, knelt heavily on one knee, and his knee struck the gravel ground with a dull thud.

His right hand rested steadily on his burning chest, his head slightly lowered, perfectly replicating the supreme etiquette in ancient texts where mortals request the highest-ranking knightly contract from the supreme dragon king.

His posture was extremely humble, a sign of a subordinate's awe and submission to the supreme dragon king.

Yet, his straight, unbending spine, and his dark eyes that, even after bowing his head, still looked directly into the dragon's pupils, burned with an intensely firm resolve, and a fiery sincerity that even the Black Dragon Queen, who had lived for thousands of years, found unfamiliar.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.

The destructive torrent continued its rapid approach, its blinding light illuminating the entire canyon. The shadow of death completely enveloped the tiny humans and the heavily wounded dragon, their annihilation hanging in the balance.

Eluvia's massive dragon head lowered slightly, her narrow, molten gold vertical pupils fixed on the tiny, fragile, and insignificant human below, who dared to propose such an absurd contract to her in this desperate situation.

Her eyes were churning with a complex mix of emotions: extreme astonishment, deep confusion, and offended anger layered upon each other, finally coalescing into an overwhelming sense of unbelievable absurdity.

Dragon Knight Contract? To Live and Die Together?

This ignorant human being has no idea what arrogant words he has just uttered!

Over thousands of years, she has witnessed the fear, worship, greed, and betrayal of all living beings. Countless races have dreaded her power, coveted her authority, and hated her darkness, but never has any creature dared to propose such an intimate, binding, and hierarchical contract before her.

This is not merely a master-servant contract; it is the highest level of soul-life binding, a connection more sacred and inseparable than the so-called "marriage" of most races.

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Especially when she was in such a sorry state and on the verge of death.

It was like... it was like when she was at her most vulnerable, a strange, weak ant ran up to her, holding a bunch of wild grass, and said, "Marry me, I will protect you."

Absurd! Ridiculous! They're courting death!

A rare sense of shame and anger quietly arose and spread from the depths of this cold-blooded black dragon queen's heart, dispelling some of her dying exhaustion.

Did he actually see the situation clearly?

Anyone who ties themselves to her and stands on her side at this moment will be blasted into dust by the overwhelming torrent of destruction in the next second, their physical body annihilated and their soul destroyed, without even the chance of reincarnation!

But Eluvia stared intently into those dark, bright human eyes, yet found nothing.

There was not a trace of greed for her power, no elaborate schemes, no cowardice in the face of death; it was clean and frighteningly pure.

Only extreme determination, resolute all-or-nothing resolve, and a hint of burning, pure excitement and elation, as if they had found the world's greatest treasure.

Also, his face, slightly flushed from nervousness and excitement, actually looked somewhat pleasing to the eye against the backdrop of the destructive light.

No, that's not right. It's this curse that's clouding my judgment!

Eluvia immediately rejected the absurd thought that flashed through her mind.

"Foolish insects..." she uttered in a low, hoarse dragon's tongue. Her voice, though weakened by her severe injuries, still carried a chilling coldness and dragon's might.

"Get out of my way, or... die."

A chilling killing intent spread through the dragon's words, causing the surrounding air to freeze.

Luo Ye's heart pounded wildly, not out of fear of death, but because he knew that success or failure hinged on this moment.

He took a deep breath, ignoring the dragon's might that threatened to crush his soul and the imminent presence of death, and shouted in a louder, more sincere voice:

"I have never seen anyone more beautiful, more powerful, or more noble than you, Your Majesty Eluvia!"

"Your scales are the deepest stars in the night sky! Your eyes are gold forged from the sun! Your majesty makes mountains bow down and abysses tremble!"

"How could someone like you perish here, at the hands of these despicable thieves and butchers?"

"Please give me a chance! Even if it's just to fight alongside you for a moment, even if I turn to ashes, I will have no regrets!"

"To have met you is the most dazzling miracle of my life... no, the most brilliant miracle of my entire gaming journey!"

Luo Ye's words were seven parts a pre-prepared script for winning over the arrogant female NPC, and three parts a passionate performance born from his current desperate situation, a "what's the use" attitude.

He unreservedly and wholeheartedly poured all the praise in his mind about beauty, power, nobility, and holiness onto the black dragon queen before him, who was severely injured, on the verge of death, and in a wretched state.

He stared intently into those molten gold vertical pupils, trying to discern any wavering within them.

At this moment, Eluvia was completely stunned.

Beautiful? Powerful? Noble?

This human is actually praising her? Praising her as the true form of a black dragon, who wields darkness and destruction?

Over thousands of years, she has heard the fearful cries, vicious curses, and deep-seated hatred of all living beings, and has witnessed countless powerful people coveting and spying on her power, as well as hypocritical flattery.

Everyone reveres her authority, fears her power, and covets her dragon origins. No one, no living being, has ever set aside her strength and status to simply praise her existence.

No one else would have so directly, passionately, and poetically lifted up all her pride with such words during her darkest, most wretched, ugliest, weakest, and most near-death moments.

Especially in the eyes of this tiny, ant-like human, the pure sincerity and fervor were like a ray of light breaking through the eternal night, gently landing on her heart, which had been frozen for millennia and remained silent as an abyss, stirring up a faint ripple.

Was it a hallucination caused by her near-death experience? Or was it an ancient curse that had silently corrupted her mind?

Eluvia was filled with astonishment and confusion, and her mind was in turmoil for the first time.

At this moment, the destructive torrent is already upon us!

A scorching and violent wave of energy crashed down, stinging and numbing Luo Ye's skin, as if it were about to be torn apart and scorched in the next second.

The rampant destructive energy relentlessly eroded his body and soul, and the shadow of death completely enveloped him, leaving him no way out.

A life-or-death moment!

A myriad of complex emotions flashed in Eluvia's vertical pupils: absurdity, anger, doubt, a faint ripple, and the deep-seated pride and decisiveness that belonged to the Black Dragon King.

She, the Wing of Eternal Night, the Ruler of the Abyss, how could she be like a stray dog, surrounded and killed by these insects?

Even if there's only a one in a billion chance...

"Insignificant..." Her enormous dragon snout opened and closed, her dragon language transforming into a deep and majestic roar that resonated deep within Luo Ye's soul.

"...Remember your vow."

"If you harbor treacherous intentions, my wrath will burn your soul forever!"