307.Slaying the Dragon (I)

With just a few flaps of its wings, the behemoth flew closer, allowing people to see it in its entirety.

It was much stranger than expected, the black dragon's head was more than a third of its body, and each of its black scales was the size of a big demon, with a round belly, a thick dragon tail, and extremely fat, which made him a little more greedy and cunning in the hideous.

The half-beast demons on the ground screamed and scurried like ants, and the black dragon's mouth made a rumbling and thunderous sound, as if laughing, it raised its neck slightly, opened its mouth wide, and the violent air currents formed a hurricane vortex in its mouth, and the strong suction force rolled up the weak half-beast demons and the demons who couldn't dodge, and they were involved in the bottomless black hole, and they couldn't even hear the echo of the screams.

When the demon on the ground was half thinned, its golden cold eyes finally showed a slight hint of satisfaction, and the arrogant words spewed out along with the rancid and filthy dragon's breath: "Are you ready for your tribute? Don't challenge the patience of Lord Perthmia."

The black fat worms shook their heads in the sky, stirring up a thin sulfur miasma like boiling gruel, and the molten iron lake also rippled and surged.

The black dragon showed off its might for a while, but found that the ants with the strongest aura below were in a slightly different state, in addition to fear and panic, there was also a trace of hidden indifference and resentment, which made its cunning and suspicious heart a little alarmed, and it was especially far away from the pile of black iron pimples.

Last time, it was this inconspicuous pile of tattered things that broke the noble scales of Lord Perthmia, leaving a flaw on its handsome and perfect body, and if it hadn't been for the black scoop coin, it would have been torn apart by the anger in its heart.

Still, the ant's gaze was a little unpleasant to the great Perthmia man, and he struck the most ferocious posture and spat out a few of the ants with a fierce breath of dragon breath.

Mixed with strong acids, poisonous gases, poisonous flames... The dragon's breath poured down like black mercury, and two ants nimbly dodged, but one of them couldn't dodge and was sprayed.

"Ahh

He screamed so badly that it made the black dragon feel better, and the last words of the leader demon who was melting away were like a begging for mercy and a curse of great resentment.

"Great. My lord.. Help me.."

The black dragon blew hard, blowing his broken body to pieces, and said with a hideous smile: "Now I think of begging for mercy, it's too late... Lord Perthmia is very unhappy, and this time the tribute needs to be doubled."

Before the black dragon could finish its words, suddenly it heard a sound tearing through the air, as if something was flying towards it at a very fast speed, menacing.

There was a hint of alarm in its heart, and it swung its huge head to look around, but it saw nothing.

The voice grew louder and louder, and the black dragon's heart became more and more irritable, and it was extremely desperate to find out the source of the sound.

Finally, it raised its head upwards.

The golden eyes contracted instantly, and a burning red "meteor" was reflected in the amber color, which quickly grew larger.

"Bang", the figure wrapped in red flames smashed the black dragon's back, and the huge impact force hit the black dragon's huge body and pressed down.

The black dragon staggered for a while, almost falling from the sky, and the wings of the sky-covering dragon fanned hard, only then did it stabilize its figure, but a tingling pain came from its back.

Carlo's thick legs sank into the flesh of the black dragon, and he was covered in a thin layer of crimson flames that relentlessly scorched the flesh of the black dragon, emitting a strange smell mixed with burnt and sweet.

At this time, his size had increased to more than ten times his usual size, but it was still too small compared to the black dragon's huge mountain-like size, and he might have been just a fly before, but now he was barely a sparrow.

However, Carlo, a sparrow, is a bird with a highly poisonous beak.

Carlo grabbed the blade of jealousy in his right hand, smirked on his face, and thrust it into the black dragon's back, the black dragon felt the pain and couldn't help but toss up, and the huge dragon wings flapped indiscriminately, flying a large group of demons that could not dodge.

Carlo clutched the blade of the knife, and curved barbs grew from his calves and ankles, and he stabbed into the flesh of the black dragon and never let go, like a blood-sucking leech.

The black dragon churned more and more, and the presence of someone riding on its noble body made it angrier than the physical pain.

"Roar.."

The black dragon let out an angry and high-pitched roar, and the hideous and strange dragon head turned around, and its huge golden eyes stared at the daring little insect on its back, spitting out highly poisonous dragon breath.

"Giggle.."

A strange and strange laugh came out from the bottom of Carlo's throat, an ugly smile appeared on his fierce and hideous face, the muscles of his legs tensed and forced, and the whole person jumped up from the black dragon's back, pulling out large pieces of flesh and blood by the way.

Carlo grabbed a large piece of flesh and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it all over the place, but his feet didn't stop.

The barbed feet easily stepped through the black dragon's hard and smooth scales, plunged into the deep layers of flesh, and ran as hard as if it were on the ground.

Carlo held the blade of jealousy to his mouth, his sharp teeth clenched, his hands crossed and raised, blocking his face, and the inky dragon's breath poured down, and he did not dodge or dodge, but went straight to meet it.

The filthy and poisonous dragon's breath splashed on the hard lava ground of the molten iron lakeshore with a snorting sound, and the foul-smelling green smoke rose, and the flat ground became potholed in an instant... It was also splashed on Carlo's body, and under the poisonous filth that had almost turned into a liquid and accumulated over tens of thousands of years of the black dragon Perthmia, the skin and flesh of his arms were quickly eroded and corrupted, revealing Sensen's white bones, as well as his chest, and Senbai's ribs.

The intense pain eroded Carlo's brain, and he could only let out a muffled grunt with the blade in his mouth, and the sharp teeth made the blade of jealousy creak, and he hid all the anger in his eyes, and those dark golden eyes almost burned.

Carlo went upstream, his strong body standing still, like a stubborn rock against a rapid.

The flames of the big tent rose from his body, and the dragon's breath touched, collided, and made a piercing sound, and the dragon's breath turned into a black mist and spread out, sinking to the ground, and a great demon was accidentally contaminated, and in a few breaths it was corroded into a puddle of pus in the scream.

Carlo's speed did not slow down at all, he was running wildly from beginning to end with the dragon's breath pouring down, which made the black dragon more and more angry, the dragon's mouth opened even wider, and tens of thousands of years of survival could not wait to spit out in one breath.

The more pressure on Carlo, he finally came to the neck of the black dragon, and the surprisingly large dragon head was directly above him, like a huge faucet, spewing poisonous water continuously.

This is it!

A fierce light flashed in Carlo's eyes, and the whole person became rickety.

Seeing this, the black dragon had a smug look in his eyes, and he thought that this little insect was finally dying.

But the next moment, a sharp pain came from his back, and a black shadow cannonball wrapped in flames ricocheted off his back, and before he could react, it burrowed into his mouth.

Belch..

The black dragon was stunned for an instant, and even the dragon's breath stopped, not expecting this situation at all.