"Is this common, Lebit, I mean, in the Tar Heath." Seeing this scene in the sky, Atfans immediately asked Lebit.

"At least as far as I can remember with Lord Roat, there has never been a time when the Holy Dragon would come to the Thal Wasteland, let alone fight the Dark Dragon in the Tar Wasteland." Leibit was also a little surprised.

Artevans frowned, and once again focused entirely on the two fighting dark dragons and holy dragons in the sky.

Artevans could clearly perceive the powerful energy emanating from the dark dragon and the holy dragon, and their size was quite large, as if they were about to cover the entire sky. They didn't bite each other like ordinary beasts, but fought each other with magic, and even faintly saw a tiny spatial rift where the magic collided.

Judging from the energy intensity perceived by Artfans, he judged that the two dragons in the sky should belong to the upper dragons, and their strength was about seventy percent of his own.

"What now?" Monasse stepped forward, walked over to Atfans, and asked.

"Let's wait and see what happens." Artevans didn't think much of it either, and just responded. Then he turned his gaze to Lebit and said to him, "Go to the Yamara Mountains to find out, remember, don't expose yourself."

"You don't need to tell you about this kind of thing." Lebit snorted coldly, as if he felt that Artevans was dissatisfied that he was not strong enough. Although, in the eyes of Artevans, Lebit's strength is indeed not strong, but in the final analysis, it is only because Artevans is too strong.

Without delay, Lebit took out a spar-shaped artifact from his pocket, crushed it, and sprinkled the powder of the hedron on himself.

Immediately, Lebit's form gradually became transparent, and eventually disappeared from Artfans' vision.

But even so, it was only visually invisible to Lebit's figure, and with Artevan's perceptual ability, he could still accurately determine where Lebit was.

"Actually, if it's an invisible magic weapon, I have one on me now, and the effect may be better than the one you just used." As he spoke, Artevans took out a pocket watch from his pocket and handed it to Lebit.

"No, I don't want to accept anything from you." Lebit waved his hand and said, and then he continued briskly walking south.

After Lebit left, Monasse tentatively asked Atfans, "Actually, I wanted to ask this question before, why did I take him with me in this operation even though I knew that he had an enmity against us, when it was enough for me and my brother."

"I would never turn down someone who helped me, as long as he could really help me, whether he meant it or not. I know very well that Roat will not frame me, and naturally Lebit will certainly not frame me." Artevans slowly explained, "What's more, when you were fighting for the throne of Hades, Lebit was just a necessary victim, and we have no grievances against him. Now that he's coming to help us, he's the one who will feel bad, and I'm at ease."

Hearing Artevans say this, Monasse smiled, "Hmph, it seems that you still have some bad tastes, but you don't show it as clearly as you used to."

"One to the other." Atfans smiled as well.

The two chatted for a while, and during this time, the battle between the dark dragon in the sky and the holy dragon still did not distinguish between victory and defeat, and they did not even cause damage to each other.

At this point, Daiser walked up to Monasse and said, 'Monasse, it's time to go.'"

"Okay." Monasse responded immediately.

Immediately, Monasse and Daiser greeted Atlance a little and walked briskly south, leaving Atellance alone and quietly watching the battle in the sky.

The reason why Artevans did not rush to find out the actual situation of the Taal Wasteland, but waited very patiently for the results of the battle in the sky was only one reason, that is, Artfans guessed that the dark dragon and the holy dragon that were still fighting in the sky at this time were likely to be their respective leaders.

While Atlvans' speculations were unfounded and purely based on intuition, Atvance trusted his instincts.

The battle in the heavens went on for a while, and Artevans had no intention of intervening, and he finally waited until the two dragons were tired.

It can be seen that the holy dragon took advantage of the gap in the attack of the dark dragon and turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky. When the dark dragon saw this, it stopped pursuing, so it put away the energy it emitted and landed on the ground.

And where the dark dragon landed, Artevans visually measured that the distance from his position would not exceed five hundred meters, so he walked up quickly.

Soon, he came to the place where the dark dragon had landed.

When Artevans looked up, he could only see a large body completely covering the sky, which made him sigh a little. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can already see that this dark dragon is extremely large, but when you really look closer, you still feel very shocked.

The dark dragon seemed to have spotted Atvance as well, and after landing on the ground, it turned around, bent its thick, long neck, and stared at Atvance intensely.

"Look at the way you look, you're not human, who are you?" A deep, rugged voice rang out in Atvance's head, and it was the dark dragon speaking to Atvance with his mind.

Artevans didn't hesitate, and also directly expressed his intention to the other party with his thoughts, "My name is Artfans Blackberans, the king of the demon race, I came today to find the Dark Dragon King, but as soon as I came here, I saw you fighting another dragon in the sky. I sensed through my ability that you must be a high-ranking dragon, so in order to find the Dark Dragon King instantly, I patiently waited for the battle to end."

"You mean, you're looking for the Dark Dragon King?" The dark dragon narrowed its eyes slightly, and leaned closer to Atlence, looking at him carefully.

Artevans was always smiling, not caring about the other person's gaze.

A moment later, the dark dragon's voice rang out in Artfans' head again, "I can feel that you have great strength. All right...... Then let me ask you one more question, what is your intention in seeking the Dark Dragon King?"

"Negotiate." Artevans was not at all ambiguous, and said bluntly, "I want to make a deal with the Dark Dragon King, but I can't tell you more specifically, unless you are the Dark Dragon King."

"Negotiation?" In the face of Artevans's words, the dark dragon obviously showed a trace of doubt.

It was silent, as if it was lost in thought, but it also made Artevans further sure that the other party should be the Dark Dragon King.

After a long time, the dark dragon said to Artevans with his mind, "My name is Prad, and I am the Dark Dragon King you are looking for, and the Holy Dragon who fought me just now is named Oke, and he is the Holy Dragon King. Say, O king of the demons, why are you looking for me?'

Then, as if he felt that just one sentence was probably not enough to convince Atfans that the Dark Dragon, who called himself Prader, had completely exuded his aura.

Feeling the king-like aura of Prader, the last bit of doubt in Artevans's heart was dispelled.

Atfans cleared his throat and gave Prad a subtle smile as he said, "While it might make you feel a little offended when I say that, I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll just get to the point. I can help the Dark Dragon defeat or even destroy the Holy Dragon, but only if it is done, all the Dark Dragons will obey me."

Hearing Atfans say this, Prad was stunned. But then, just as Atfans had predicted, an astonishing wave of qi erupted from Prad's body, sweeping across Atfans' body.

However, in terms of strength, Prad should be less than eighty percent of Atfans at most, and the aura wave it erupted did not shake Atfans at all.

"Do you know what you mean by that?" From Prader's tone, Artevans could already hear a hint of anger.

"Of course, my mind is always clear." Artevans finally put away his harmless smile, and his face turned gloomy.

Dragons are a naturally arrogant race, whether it is a dark dragon or a holy dragon, they must not want to be controlled. And this condition that Atfans put forward to Prad, from Prader's point of view, it can completely regard Atfans's words as Artfans' desire to conquer the Dark Dragon race, but under the banner of helping Dark Dragon defeat the Holy Dragon.

As the Dark Dragon King, Prad naturally would not want the entire Dark Dragon Clan to be controlled.

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is." Prad let out a low roar, as if to give Artevans some intimidation, "You should know that even if you can really help me defeat the Holy Dragon, I won't be able to agree to your terms. Get out of here, and never come back, I'll treat you like you're talking gibberish."

With that, Prad flapped his huge dragon wings and prepared to fly into the sky and get out of here.

(It seems that normal negotiation really doesn't work...... ）

Atfans shook his head helplessly, and then his eyes became sharp, and he looked at Prad with a little more murderous in his eyes. Looking at Prad, who wanted to fly away, Artevans snapped his fingers and set up a transparent dark wall around Prader.

As soon as Prad's body flew up a bit, it touched the dark wall set up by Atfans. The power of darkness damaged even Prad's flame-shielded body, forcing it to fall back to the ground.

This move of Atfans completely angered Prad, "It seems that you want to see death!"

Immediately, Prad roared in the sky, and the dragon roar resounded almost throughout the Tal Wasteland.

Atfans could guess that this was Prad calling the other dark dragons, and he was not in a hurry, he looked leisurely, just wanted to see what kind of strength the dark dragon Prad was calling as the king of the dark dragon.

Less than two minutes after Prad roared, Artvance saw about fifty high-ranking dark dragons approaching rapidly, each of which was not comparable to Artevans' size.

Seeing this, Artevans sneered, "Exactly, as I wished......

(End of chapter)