Free Web NovelChapter 452: Chapter 340: The Map King Comes for Blood, Dragon and the Pride of Lions_2
The smell of gunpowder in the Sel Wilderness was growing stronger, with each Map King revealing their own claws and sharp edges. Smoke and conflict had erupted across the regions.
Even the bases of those Human Duchies and Kingdoms were continually being attacked by various wilderness forces and powerful creatures.
However, let alone carrying out past tasks of sweeping and clearing wilderness creatures, due to the rapid weakening of the Federation’s control, the garrisons of these strongholds were now too busy taking care of themselves, and the vast majority adopted a conservative strategy of turtle defense.
During this time.
Many small and medium-sized wilderness Monster Race tried to survive in the chaotic times by actively seeking allegiance with those renowned and rising new powers.
The Molten Iron Tribe was naturally one of the targets many clans sought to align with.
Nearly every day, some wilderness clans from different races would trek through mountains and rivers to the Ximu Territory or other strongholds of the Molten Iron Tribe, expressing their willingness to pledge loyalty to the Dragon Group in exchange for protection.
A while later.
At the deepest part of the Underground Undead Nest.
Black Dragon Seraphina and Green Dragon Ludwig, each exuding a deep aura of death and vigorous natural vitality respectively, formed an extremely sharp contrast.
Their chests were heaving violently, with rapid and heavy breathing.
Their originally glossy scale armor was now covered with all sorts of wounds—deep claw marks, corrosive imprints, and some injuries were so deep that bones were visible, with Dragon Blood slowly seeping out.
It was evident that, in order to clear and suppress this lair left by the Witch Demon, the two Giant Dragons had just gone through an intense and perilous battle, paying a considerable price.
Around them were scattered remains of undead creatures, once again losing activity, as well as some wounded but still standing elite Followers belonging to the Molten Iron Tribe.
"These undead... are finally cleaned up."
Green Dragon Ludwig grimaced, with multiple wounds constantly sending waves of pain akin to negative energy corrosion.
He sniffed the thick death aura in the air that made him uncomfortable all over and couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the similarly scarred Black Dragon beside him.
"Seraphina, tell me... why did the leader specifically send me to assist you in handling this damn place?"
He said, "This thick negative energy is simply my natural nemesis. Logically, I should be more suited to manage a thriving forest or river valley outpost."
The Green Dragon naturally preferred concealment and strategy, accustomed to hiding behind the scenes rather than charging ahead.
He rarely showed off in front of the leader.
Therefore, he was quite surprised by the leader’s task given to him.
He carefully scrutinized the Black Dragon, seriously suspecting that it was Seraphina who recommended him to the leader behind his back.
Under the scrutinizing gaze of the Green Dragon, Black Dragon Seraphina nodded calmly, directly admitting.
"I suggested it to the leader."
Facing the Green Dragon’s instantly widened eyes, she replied with a calm and slightly proud tone, "I told the leader that this lair’s rich negative energy environment is an excellent training and tempering opportunity for you, helping you better understand the other side of life."
"Moreover, your help is indispensable in transforming this place into a Dragon Forging Ceremony site."
Green Dragon Ludwig: "......"
For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
"What I said, every word is true."
The Black Dragon flicked her tail, even lightly patting the Green Dragon’s shoulder blade with the tip of her tail, grinning and saying, "The leader entrusting you with such an important task has a lot to do with my suggestion, but we are partners, so you don’t have to thank me too much."
The Green Dragon rolled his eyes dramatically, slapping away the Black Dragon’s tail.
"I really, truly, thank you!"
He squeezed out through clenched teeth.
"Hmm, like I said earlier, no need to thank me."
The Black Dragon seemed completely oblivious to the irony in his words, nodding as if she were serious, and letting out a few clear, cheerful low laughs. "But if you insist on expressing your gratitude, I can only reluctantly accept it."
Her temperament tended towards gloomy and somber, but every time she saw the Green Dragon flustered and helpless like this, she always found herself inexplicably pleased.
"Hmph, verbal thanks are not as genuine as actual actions."
A cunning glint flashed in the Green Dragon Ludwig’s eyes, and he suddenly extended a forepaw, pressing it near one of the wounds on Black Dragon Seraphina’s back!
In the next second, vibrant green Natural Magic Energy filled with life poured into the Black Dragon’s body.
Hiss——!!!
The life-filled energy clashed with the negative energy-soaked scale armor and flesh of the Black Dragon, causing a violent reaction as if cold water had been poured into a boiling oil pot, producing a sharp sizzling sound and even emitting wisps of white smoke.
"Damn it, Ludwig! It hurts! What are you doing?!"
The Black Dragon Seraphina flinched in pain, her scales bristling up as she quickly stepped back a few paces, putting distance between herself and the Green Dragon, baring her teeth and growling at him.
"Oh, I’m really sorry."
The Green Dragon Ludwig retracted his paw leisurely, shaking his head, apologizing without a hint of sincerity.
"I nearly forgot, our energy attributes naturally oppose each other."
"Just like how I feel uncomfortable in this damned place, my life-filled Natural Magic Energy is even more uncomfortable for you than a sword and knife attack."
The Black Dragon Seraphina glared fiercely at the Green Dragon, baring her teeth and growling, but ultimately didn’t pursue the matter further.
