Chapter 178 You Have to Make the Decision for Me

David immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a curvy figure reflected in the gap between the flames and dark shadows behind the portal.

The visitor in humanoid form was only covered in a few pieces of red dragon scale-like armor, as if it had been peeled off from the red dragon's body. His pupils were shining with red light. Although his face was beautiful, it was full of danger and danger. Temptation, its wings spread out like burning flames, and a whip-like tail swayed behind it.

David's nictitating membrane blinked in shock:

"Dragon-born lust demon, awesome!"

Suddenly, I felt that this bloodline ancestor was indeed a dragon-shaped seeder. He could even subdue the demon of desire that was comparable to an armed helicopter and give birth to a hybrid dragonborn.

The mortal world often regards the succubus as the succubus on the hell side of Baator. However, although these two creatures share the aesthetics of most intelligent beings, they are absolutely two completely opposite creatures in terms of behavior and dealing styles.

Mortals who fall into the hands of these two things basically cannot escape the end of being eaten dry, but the most obvious difference is that if they encounter a succubus, they can at least die under the peonies. For some For Se embryo, entering the end in this way can be regarded as a life worth living.

But if you unfortunately fall into the hands of the desire demon in Baator Hell, hehehe, then you will definitely regret why you were born.

You must know that lust demons are generally fallen celestial beings, or special demons that have absorbed the divine sparks of dead gods and been specially upgraded. At the same time, they are also the best at torturing souls in the entire Baator Hell. The devil lords They are usually given the responsibility of executioners and management supervisors, and even regularly inspect whether the devils can be promoted.

The famous place of torture is run by this group of lust demons.

They are devils, but they still retain the memory of being born as celestial beings.

This is very difficult to do.

To completely subjugate such a monster, one must conquer it both physically and mentally. This is an achievement that many devil lords have failed to accomplish.

After all, they can't really force themselves, and the desire demons also have the Lord of the Sixth Hell - Queen Gracia, the desire demon, as their backer.

It is precisely because of all the complicated reasons behind this that David, who was still a little unhappy with this "ancestor" who suddenly appeared, suddenly put aside the prejudices of the past, and even started to treat this "old and strong" The Red Dragon Ancestor felt some inexplicable admiration.

It's a pity that no matter how old and strong he is, he has already become a very old dragon.

The dragon-born lust demon in front of me is probably the opponent's last 'masterpiece'.

Yolanda, who is well versed in dragon nature, heard this and David's somewhat exaggerated expression. She didn't know what kind of "dirty and despicable" thoughts were in David's mind.

Yolanda, who had always been full of inexplicable yearning for the 'beautiful love' of her parents, immediately classified the young red dragon in front of her as a 'low-headed dragon', fluttering her wings that had the characteristics of both a sex demon and a red dragon, and looked down at David condescendingly. :

"Irreverent and ungrateful little dragon cub, choose between apologizing to my father or letting me deal with you properly." Her voice was like the flames of hell, low and seductive, yet she did not conceal the meaning of her words at all. threats.

David just looked up and down at this dragon-born lust demon who was full of temptations with admiration. David, who had just experienced a 'big scene' with his mother, now had no idea about 'bullying a child' I really lacked interest, so I simply ignored the mixed-blood demon in front of me, and my eyes returned to Christos, who had already turned around and was about to take his descendants and vassals to fly to the half-collapsed Katana volcano, and called out to stop. This extremely old dragon:

"I'm sorry, this area is the territory of my mother Pavla. Now she has become a god, so this territory should be inherited by me, David Yutus, as the eldest son. Therefore, can you please leave my territory? Christos, Lord Ancestor?"

【arrogant】

David, who was flying in mid-air, also held those strong arms, looking up straight at the so-called red dragon ancestor who was so many generations away from him.

Except for extremely special circumstances, the Five-Colored Dragon itself does not value family ties, let alone such ancestors separated by generations.

All he knew was that the airborne red dragon in front of him seemed to be preparing to steal his mother's 'inheritance' in an open and honest manner.

But these seemingly polite but extremely arrogant words not only made Christos pause, but the Dragonborn and the vassals, including the mixed-blood demon Yolanda, all glared at him:

"You!" Yolanda, who was directly ignored, her angry gaze seemed to have substance, as if she wanted to peel off David's red dragon scales piece by piece.

The red dragon Christos slowly turned around, his slightly narrowed vertical pupils seemed to take a serious look at the eldest son of Pavla for the first time.

I didn't really get angry because of these disrespectful remarks.

In the years when he first emerged from his shell in the Underdark, he didn't know how much humiliation he suffered from the drow. If he would have been furious because of this little disrespect, his dragon liver would have burned out long ago.

It's one thing to be angry or not, but it's another thing to be happy or unhappy.

He was extremely happy to be able to return to Ellaria after suddenly receiving this order from the Dragon Queen.

After half a lifetime, he finally had the opportunity to legitimately take revenge on those damn drows, but such a brat who didn't know how to live or die appeared. No one would be happy.

He immediately sneered and said: "You brat, it seems that I think highly of you. Do you really think that since you have a god-like mother, I won't dare to kill you? I'll give you a piece of advice. If you don't have one, Before fully growing up, the first thing a dragon should learn is awe and dormancy."

And this is also the experience of dragon life that Christos summed up from his miserable first half of life.

Who would have thought that David, a stupid young man, would never get into trouble:

"Yes, you don't dare."

【arrogant】

"." Christos was choked and uncomfortable, and the tip of his claw scratched sparks from his iron chin.

He originally just took a big mouthful to get high, but after choking like this, he realized that he really couldn't just kill the brat in front of him.

He didn't know what Pafula thought of this boy, but he knew that the Dragon Queen once gave this young red dragon a special divine power mark, and this boy relied on this divine power mark to defeat half of the Spider Nest City. The sacrifice was given to the Dragon Queen, and at that time the Dragon Queen's joyful laughter spread throughout the entire Dragon Cliff and even half of Avernus, which was enough to impress the dragon.

If he dared to kill Davyutos at will, the Five-Colored Dragon Queen might be the first to kill him, and then let his soul return to the Evil Scale Fortress to await reprimand and punishment.

He, Christos, is not afraid of death. He is a dragon who has already died once.

The problem is, didn’t his revenge plan just come to nothing? ?

Thinking of the fact that the boy in front of him knows all about his dark history, could it be that he has seen this and is so confident?

Christos was really annoyed this time and laughed angrily on the spot:

"Yes, I can't kill you directly, but if you, a little red dragon, want to stop me, if you want to stop a legendary red dragon, you are overestimating your capabilities, right?"

"Are you overestimating your abilities? Don't you know it after being beaten?"

Christos was just about to say something helplessly when he saw David, a stupid dragon, raising its claws and wings as if holding a sword of nothingness, and each scale stood up fiercely like a sword. .

As for this claw-raising move, before the group of red dragonborns felt anything, David himself felt as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, shooting out dozens or hundreds of blood mist that filled the surrounding area.

In the distance, the green dragon Nymphadora, who was flying back to the camp with the dragon cubs who had previously escaped from the natural disaster, once again saw this scene that frightened the dragon. Before she could say a warning.

"Run quickly! The dragon boss is going to open up!" The white dragon Mephiler took the lead and ran away.

Alphonse's black dragon brother and sister also fled as if they were facing a formidable enemy. A group of dragon beasts immediately dispersed when they saw the smartest dragons running away in the opposite direction.

Because they had just seen this trick in the sky not long ago.

This is the 'martial skill' used by the boss's mother, Crimson Calamity, to prove her godhood.

That scene was terrifying. Before he could speak, the ghostly figures of the demons were falling down like rain.

Then 'a sword' almost chopped the divine kingdom into pieces.

How can their young bodies compare to those of demons?

At this moment, the move David used was far from being comparable to his mother Pavla, but at least his momentum was increased.

The surging blood mist condensed into a dark red mist around the body. With the blood mist, under the guidance of [Arrogance], the two claws and wings raised high looked like a sword of power pointing directly at the sky.

Hmm. Although this 'sword' at the moment is really short and compact.

Holding it in David's dragon claw was like a broken scarlet dagger.

But the fluctuation of magic energy it erupted still dispersed the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky again.

Just like a god, he is crowned with laurels in the clouds.

David, just like the dragon mother Pavla before him, looked around with a sinister smile and arrogantly at every 'intruder' who tried to occupy the territory left behind by his mother.

At the same time, every dragonborn around him, including Yolanda, felt the tingling sensation from the magic radiation on their skin scales.

"How is this possible?" Theoretically, as they have the blood of the red dragon, they should not be harmed by the magic radiation of the blood of the red dragon at all.

But at this moment, every dragonborn they were present, whether they had skin as delicate as a drow or scales as leathery as a red dragon, either had their hairs standing on end and had goosebumps all over their bodies, or their scales stood up as if facing a formidable enemy. .

It was as if the blood flowing in the body began to stop flowing smoothly, reminding them to stay away from this 'dangerous place'.

But no dragonborn dared to evacuate before their 'father' gave the order. Only they who were born in Baator Hell knew this.

Sometimes, death is just the beginning of infinite terror.

Only Christos, who was in hell looking up at the sky before, knew this.

This is Pafula's move to prove her god.

But David Eutus, her son, will do the same?

How can this be!

But no matter how difficult it was to accept intellectually, his body's intuition of the threat could not deceive him.

The feeling of acupuncture coming from the center of his eyebrows let him know.

The stupid red dragon in front of him could indeed threaten him as a legend with this move.

Of course, this was under the premise that he stood still and chose the attack of hard steel.

But when faced with a young dragon descendant who is unknown to him many generations later, are you going to avoid his sharp edges?

Then he might as well just find a group of drows to kill him.

Thinking of this, Christos suddenly lost his temper. Seeing the blood pouring out from between his scales like a waterfall, David, who was determined not to take a step back, actually felt that he was different from him who had risked his life to escape from the Underdark. There are some similarities.

But he was doing it for freedom back then. What was the little guy in front of him doing for?

He really couldn't understand why the red dragon still cared so much when it was obviously just a false name and most of the volcano was destroyed.

He smacked his lips and revealed a fact:

"With this strike, you will die."

What he didn't say was that if he continued like this for a while, the red dragon cub in front of him would kill him by himself without him having to take action.

This 'god-killing sword' is not something that David can control with the current physical strength of the young dragon.

Even as a legendary dragon, he didn't have the confidence to control it.

But David grinned and said:

"Don't worry, when I see my mother in heaven, I will tell her that it was you, my ancestor, Lord Christos, who forced me to die at my doorstep."

Then, as if changing his face, he looked miserable and wailed:

"I died so miserably! Mom, you have to make the decision for me!!!"

"Kamoserkas!"

The legendary red dragon Christos looked up at the sky and vomited a curse word. He had no choice but to deal with this shameless second-generation god in front of him, so he turned around and left:

"let's go!"

The dragonborn, who were afraid of contracting some strange magic radiation disease, immediately followed. Only the half-blood lust demon who was ignored by David glanced at him from beginning to end looked at David deeply and said nothing. Just like those mentally retarded clowns in movies and TV dramas, they say something harsh but leave silently.

Because she already knows the answer.

That is if the red dragon named Davyutos really ends up fighting her.

Now that she is underage, she will probably lose miserably.

Very miserable.

Only halfway through the flight, Christos, who suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head and asked:

"By the way, when I bring trouble to the drow later, will you come?"

He has not forgotten the glorious achievements of the descendant of the little red dragon in front of him in the Dark Territory.

Although most of them were created by Dragon Queen Tiamat herself, the courage to run to the Underdark at an early age is enough to cultivate and cultivate 'emotions'.

David, who still maintained the 'sword-holding posture' with his face covered in blood, almost opened his mouth without thinking:

"But I'm still just a dragon kid."

Christos, who had already gotten the answer, immediately turned around and flew away, cursing.

He had been wandering around in Baator Hell for many years, but he didn't know that this little guy was also a master who would not let go of hawks when he saw rabbits.

It’s no good, so why bother doing this?

But it was obvious that Long Duokouza was not suitable to talk about such things here, so we should wait until he found a place to stay and built the dragon's nest first.

Also, this dragon boy has the same temperament as him. He doesn't look like a pure red dragon at all, and he really can't be easily dismissed.

Until the 'Red Dragon Ancestor' left completely, David, who breathed a sigh of relief, fell down from mid-air with blood raining all over the sky.

Fortunately, the green dragon Nymphadora caught him in time. Otherwise, if he fell from such a height, with his terrifying weight, he would probably become the first dragon in history to fall to death from a high altitude.

"Are you okay? Do you want to use the [Regeneration] scroll?" Nymphadora asked with some concern.

"It's okay, help me back to the nest. I just need to take a nap." This was purely due to excessive blood loss.

It has completely changed from the Dragon Climbing Sword to the Seven Injury Fist.

It was just that David had just managed to return to the lair with the help of Nymphadora, ate a big meal, and was about to catch up on his sleep, when the ground suddenly made a faint vibration.

It was almost unnecessary to think that the old dragon had found a place to build his nest.

"Nymphadora!" David shouted.

"exist."

"Where did they choose?"

"The black dragon master of Duoze Wetland, Felicia's lair."

"Oh, that's really sinful. Well, hurry up and tell Alphonse and Viola the bad news."

It's not a big deal for David to watch the fun.

Of course, it would be great if a mature black dragon adjacent to the legend could come from his home territory to build a nest.

But unless he can reach the legend, before that, he wants Felicia's black dragon, Runyphidora, to surrender to him like this.

Almost impossible.

The days are long.

As he told the legendary red dragon Christos.

He is just a dragon child.

No hurries.