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

The biting wind at high altitude cut through the gaps in the clouds, ruthlessly slicing through flesh and skin. Consciousness seemed to slowly rise from the endless, dark depths of the sea, gradually breaking free from the shackles of unconsciousness and struggling to return to its source.

Luo Ye was awakened by excruciating pain.

Every muscle in his body was screaming, and it felt like lava had been poured into the gaps between his bones. Although the injuries shared by the contract had weakened, combined with the injuries he had sustained in the energy turbulence, they were enough to make any ordinary person unconscious for three days and three nights.

He struggled to open his eyelids, and what he saw was a hazy, rapidly moving layer of clouds.

The cold, thin air currents swept across his cheeks, piercing his skin and bringing a bone-chilling cold that seeped into his body through his pores, intertwining with the burning pain inside him to create an extreme torment of both ice and fire.

Beneath him were obsidian dragon scales, cold and hard yet faintly warm, with rough patterns and thick texture, carrying the dark texture unique to the black dragon clan.

On either side, the huge, tattered dragon wings flapped rhythmically and heavily, each flap creating a rolling, oppressive wind pressure, carrying a strong dragon breath and the smell of gunpowder, steadily supporting the dragon's body as it sped through the clouds.

Luo Ye was stunned for two seconds before his chaotic mind slowly sorted out all the thrilling scenes from before.

A desperate canyon, a raging torrent of carnage, a dying black dragon, a contract and oath made on the line, an eternal covenant binding souls... In the end, he used all his strength to block the fatal attack, and with the heavily wounded black dragon king, he broke through the encirclement and fled into the sky.

—Oh right, I won the bet. I managed to bind myself to a Black Dragon King and ran away with the ultimate boss.

He glanced down at the system time.

[7 hours and 23 minutes have passed since the contract was signed.]

Luo Ye's lips twitched violently, and a helpless urge to complain surged up from the bottom of his heart.

His throat was dry and hoarse, his whole body was sore and weak, and he almost had no strength left to lift his hand. His weak voice was torn apart by the howling wind at high altitude.

"Wait...it's been over seven hours since we arrived, and we still haven't gotten there?"

He lay sprawled on the thick dragon scales, the wound on his back throbbing with pain from the wind pressure. He was utterly listless and had no strength left. "Your Majesty, where exactly on the continent is your lair hidden? This mad dash has nearly blown my old bones apart by the cold winds at high altitudes."

The towering, massive black dragon body in front paused slightly, and the enormous dragon head that blotted out the wind and clouds slowly turned around.

A long, narrow, dazzling, vertically shaped golden pupil coldly glanced down, its golden pupil filled with condescending indifference and displeasure. A chilling dragon's might spread out, gently enveloping Luo Ye.

Eluvia did not respond immediately, but remained silent for several seconds.

Luo Ye thought that the arrogant Black Dragon Queen was too lazy to pay attention to a tiny human like him, and was preparing to lie down and rest to recover his strength.

But the next second, a deep, resonant voice, carrying the unique resonance of the dragon language, with obvious displeasure and a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment, slowly came through.

"Are you... complaining that I fly too slowly?"

Luo Ye was stunned for a moment, his mind racing. His survival instinct kicked in, and he hurriedly raised his hands, waving them haphazardly in protest: "No, no, no, I absolutely didn't mean that! I was just casually remarking on how long the journey was, it was just a casual complaint, I didn't mean to criticize Your Majesty at all!"

"snort."

Eluvia gave a cold snort, directly interrupting his flustered explanation.

The enormous dragon head slightly raised its head, even though the crisscrossing, hideous wounds on its body were still oozing blood mist, and every muscle movement was accompanied by excruciating pain. This proud posture was extremely difficult to maintain, but it still stubbornly upheld the supreme dignity etched into the marrow of the dragon race, refusing to show the slightest weakness.

"If it weren't for the thousand-year-old curse that imprisoned me, the sneak attack by those despicable ants that severely injured me, leaving me with both physical and magical strength depleted, I could traverse this mere distance across the entire vast continent in just a few days."

She paused, her dragon eyes surging with an innate, boundless arrogance: "Now I am severely injured, and I have to deliberately suppress my dragon might to avoid being tracked and investigated by various forces. I even have to drag you, a burden who has no ability to protect himself, along the way—do you really think that the title of Wings of Eternal Night is just an empty name?"

"Yes, yes, Her Majesty the Queen is mighty and powerful, the best in the world."

Luo Ye listlessly echoed her words, his body aching so much he couldn't be bothered to argue. His habitually sarcastic tone only fueled the fire: "With Your Majesty's current strength, how long will it take to reach your destination?"

broken!

My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately regretted it.

The next second, the massive black dragon's body, which had been hurtling through the air, suddenly came to a steady stop, hovering between the clouds.

With a sudden, graceful flick of its thick, long black dragon tail, a wisp of soft yet irresistible shadow energy instantly enveloped Luo Ye's body, lifting and tossing it gently.

A sudden feeling of weightlessness washed over him, and Luo Ye was thrown off the stable dragon's back, performing a full somersault a thousand meters in the air.

"Then fly by yourself."

Eluvia's cold and indifferent voice drifted from ahead, revealing no emotion, as icy as ice that had never melted in the sky for millennia.

However, upon closer inspection, one can discover that the very tip of her long dragon tail curves upwards in a playful arc, concealing a subtle sense of triumphant pleasure.

A fierce wind raged high above, and the biting air slapped hard against Luo Ye's face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.

Luo Ye was so frightened that his soul almost flew away. He didn't care about the excruciating pain in his body. He frantically waved his hands and feet in the air. When he caught sight of the dragon's tail that was so close to him, he reached out without hesitation and grabbed the hard and sharp bone spike at the end of the dragon's tail.

The next second, he was like a tattered piece of cloth, hanging alone below the black dragon's tail, swaying gently with the high-altitude air currents.

He looked down and saw a vast, thick sea of ​​clouds stretching endlessly, layer upon layer. He could vaguely see the outlines of the mountains below, which looked as small as ants, through the gaps in the clouds. The drop of a thousand meters in the air was terrifying. If he let go for even a moment, he would surely be smashed to pieces.

At that moment, Luo Ye acted swiftly, admitting defeat and begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong! Your Majesty, I was really wrong!"

"Great Wings of Eternal Night! The pinnacle of flight speed on the continent! I was blind! You fly faster than thunder, more fiercely than the wind; there is no being more powerful than you in the world!"

"You're so magnanimous, don't stoop to my level!"

Elvia maintained her side-flying posture, her molten gold vertical pupils looking down at the tiny human hanging between her tails, a faint hint of smugness and pleasure flashing in her eyes.

"Still complaining that I fly too slowly?" she said in a nonchalant tone, with a hint of arrogant arrogance.

"I don't mind at all! I don't mind even a little bit!" Luo Ye shook his head like a rattle drum, gripping the bone spur tightly and daring not to let go, his survival instinct bursting.

"How dare you urge me on so casually?"

"I won't rush you anymore! I won't rush you at all! Your Majesty can fly for as long as you want, even until the end of time, until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, I'll stay with you peacefully! Let's elope!"