The golden dragon roared angrily, every crystal, every gem, every gold coin on its body rattling and roaring.

The dragon is greedy by nature and likes to collect wealth, and this commander-level abyssal black dragon is an out-and-out miser, carving miserliness into his bones, and taking it a gold coin is even more painful than cutting its flesh, not to mention that Carlo directly evaporated a river made of silver, which almost made its flesh hurt to the point of madness.

The golden dragon swayed its extravagant body, trying to teach the intruder in front of him a harsh lesson, but Carlo moved much faster than it.

Carlo's knees were slightly bent, his calves slowly swelled up, and with a loud "boom", fierce flames erupted from his body, and the whole person disappeared suddenly, and cannonballs flew out, leaving only two golden craters in place.

The dragon shaped by the golden gem was much easier to deal with than the one outside, and Carlo slammed into the dragon's jaw with great brutality, just like before, only this time, after only a short time, the entire golden dragon burst open.

The flames were mixed with pearl agate, melted gold, and all sorts of sparkling treasures, as if a brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky.

Carlo was hovering in the center of the fireworks, and he heard a "whoosh" sound in his ears, and a black shadow flew out of his eyes at a rapid speed towards the interior of the Golden City.

"Want to run?!"

Carlo smiled gloomily, grabbed a falling diamond spear in his hand, the crimson flames wound up, burning the whole spear extremely transparent, his right arm was raised high, and with a fierce force, the diamond spear chased away like an incomparably brilliant meteor towards the black shadow in the distance.

There was a loud roar, and there was a faint scream of anger and anger.

Carlo grinned toothily and flapped his demon's wings in pursuit.

Fly over the walls of the Golden City, which is lined with crystal palaces, gem streets, golden fountains, diamond carriages... Everything is extremely poor and extravagant, and it is extremely magnificent.

But it was the center of the city that really caught Carlo's attention, where a small black palace stood.

It was not pretty, nor grandiose, crudely made, or even ugly, but the whole city of gold and gems combined was no match for its gates.

Carlo also lost his mind for a moment, because every brick, tile, and part of this inconspicuous black palace was made of disaster coins.

The City of Gold shocked Carlo, but the Calamity Coin Palace was enough to drive him crazy.

Carlo's eyes instantly became extremely hot, and there was a thick greedy gaze in them.

He's short of money, he's been short of money.

He wants to recruit more demon warriors, he wants to buy better weapons and equipment, he wants to build ancient war fortresses... He has a lot of things to do, and all of this is indispensable for money, disaster coins, a large number of disaster coins, just repairing the pile of rags outside is a bottomless pit, and now, a treasure trove is in front of him, so how can he not be crazy and excited.

Carlo flapped his wings and rushed towards the Calamity Palace like an arrow.

The thick black door was slowly closing, and Carlo kicked it away, and the two doors roared out, and a piercing scream rang from inside the palace.

Carlo stepped on the black floor of the plague coin, and walked slowly step by step, the sound of crisp footsteps echoing in the palace, his eyes wandering in the palace, those rough and ugly lines, which had no beauty at all, but made him obsessed with any fine artwork in the world.

"Damn, how could you have broken in, how could you not have been a slave of Lord Perthmia.."

The angry and surprised voice pulled Carlo's gaze back, and he finally noticed what was in front of him.

A black dragon was exactly the same as the abyssal black dragon outside, but it was millions of times smaller, its head was surprisingly large, and its round body was as big as its round body, and its two small wings flickered desperately, hovering above the black throne, glaring at Carlo angrily, and a little funny and cute.

"Huh.."

Carlo chuckled softly and walked towards the black dragon step by step.

"You.. Don't come here.."

The black dragon screamed in panic, puffed out his cheeks, and spat out large streams of inky liquid at Carlo.

Carlo waved his hand disappreciatively, but the inky liquid fell on him without hindrance through the flames in his hands.

"Snort.."

An extremely strange force quickly corroded Carlo's body.

Carlo's complexion changed dramatically, and he watched as his muscular chest collapsed in an instant, and the flesh melted away, revealing the white bones and pounding black-purple heart beneath it.

Damn, what is this?!

The demonic energy in Carlo's body surged, and dark flames spread all over his body, but to no avail, the inky liquid was like boiling water poured on the snow, quickly melting.

"Quack.. Idiot.." There was a look of resentment in the black dragon's eyes, and he glared at him fiercely, cursing, "Go and die.."

Carlo's face was extremely ugly, and hundreds of sin fruits were conjured in his hands, swallowing them into his mouth, and the corrosion rate slowed down a little, but the recovery speed of flesh and blood still couldn't catch up with the disfusion, and he looked down firmly.

Seeing that Carlo was about to die under this inky liquid, the gray light in his mind was greatly increased, and the gray power was projected onto the golden point of light, and the golden light was greatly done.

The seed representing the original sin of greed radiated a dazzling light, casting a golden glow in Carlo's mind.

At the same time, the inky liquid ceased to look down, and Carlo's body sucked it up like a sponge.

A surging power was transmitted to the mind, entering the golden point of light, and the golden seed greedily absorbed this power, and the golden light was even better.

"It can't be!"

The black dragon on the throne saw that the ink-colored liquid disappeared in an instant, its eyes widened suddenly, its face was full of disbelief, and seeing that Carlo's body had a faint tendency to recover, it gritted its teeth, and with a ruthless heart, it spewed out a large mouthful of ink-colored liquid.

Carlo didn't dodge, letting the liquid fall all over his body.

As before, the superficial layer of flesh and skin is rapidly eroded, but before it can reach the bone, the inky liquid is all absorbed.

The black dragon's eyes were round, his face was uncertain for a while, he hesitated again and again, and simply sprayed three mouthfuls of ink-colored liquid in one breath, and after spitting, it didn't even have the strength to flap its wings, and it landed on the black throne with a plop.

The brief pain was followed by a surge of power, which the long-thirsty seed of greed devoured greedily and thrived.

Carlo was washed and instilled by the force, and almost moaned in comfort.