In an instant, her fiery red dragon eyes narrowed into vertical slits, staring intently at Jonavili, her gaze filled with possessiveness and greed.
Jonavili's white draconic snout curled into a slight grin. Seeing Furiel's reaction, she knew the matter was already half-successful. As for the other half...
"Heh, putting aside how you found out, even if there really are gold coins, do you think you'd actually give them to me?"
Furiel was not stupid. On the contrary, as the head of the chromatic dragons, she had the highest intelligence. It was just that her overwhelming power meant she usually didn't bother with complex solutions, preferring to simply charge through everything.
Combining her seven years of living with Jonavili, Furiel's impression of her was that this girl was a total scoundrel. She didn't act like a half-blood of a white dragon and a silver dragon at all; she was more like a hybrid of a green dragon and a human schemer wearing white dragon skin. However, she was sometimes alright—quite cute and good company, but definitely not to be trusted.
Jonavili laughed it off.
"Oh, come on... do I look like that kind of dragon to you?"
Furiel remained silent, but Jonavili could still read the meaning in her expression and eyes—Are you not exactly that kind of dragon?
"Fine, fine. Come if you want, or don't. I'm leaving."
Jonavili spread her claws, looking indifferent.
Seeing Jonavili preparing to leave, Furiel sighed.
"Fine, I'll begrudgingly accompany you to take a look. Just consider it a change of pace."
Hearing this, a look of joy appeared on Jonavili's face.
"Really? That's great! About the gold coins... should we just forget about them?"
Furiel curled her lip.
"I trust you won't be shameless to that extent, right?"
...
Led by Medusa, the two dragons saw Xiao Shunzi, who had returned to report.
After several years of development, all the White Crystal knights were now clad in iron armor, and White Crystal City had long since entered the Iron Age.
"Greetings, Master, Great One."
"Xiao Shunzi, why didn't you report to me directly through our bloodline connection?"
Panic flashed across Xiao Shunzi's face.
"Replying to Master, it's because I was afraid of disturbing you."
"What kind of bizarre logic is that? Do you think having Medusa report doesn't disturb me?"
Xiao Shunzi's expression froze.
"I... I..."
"Forget it. Lead the way. Don't waste time here."
"Yes..."
The group flew toward the northwest of the Sleeping Forest.
...
Four hours of travel passed quickly. Led by Xiao Shunzi, several figures descended into the dense forest, where White Crystal knights were already stationed.
Seeing the arrival of Jonavili and the others, these kin knelt one after another.
"Greetings, Great Master, Great One!"
Jonavili ignored them, looking instead toward a cave in the distance.
Her crystal-blue dragon eyes narrowed slightly. She could clearly sense intense elemental fluctuations inside, and the mana concentration was abnormally high.
"It seems it's not a rule manifestation area."
Although rule manifestation areas were miraculous, there were no records of three elements gathering like this. Furthermore, one should feel the power of rules; given the current situation, there was no corresponding rule manifestation here, so Jonavili ruled out that option.
"What was that?"
Jonavili's words naturally reached Furiel's ears. Jonavili waved a claw.
"Nothing."
Seeing that Jonavili wasn't talking, Furiel didn't have much curiosity herself and shifted the subject.
"Is it just up ahead?"
Jonavili nodded.
"That's right. What do you plan to do?"
Hearing Jonavili's question, Furiel's draconic snout pulled back in a sneer of disdain.
"Just some inferior species. Can't we just crush them?"
"As for you, if you're scared, just watch how I tear them to pieces."
With that, Furiel no longer hesitated. Spreading her fiery red dragon wings, she charged toward the cave in the distance.
...
"Sigh, I say, why don't we just disband? The master probably isn't coming back."
A lizardman holding a wooden spear sat on the ground, chatting with another lizardman.
Hearing this, the other lizardman smacked him on the head, then looked around cautiously. Only after seeing that no other creature had noticed them did he let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"What nonsense are you talking! Do you want to die? The master's business..."
Before he could finish, a loud and terrifying dragon roar rang out.
"Roar!!"
The roar was stirring, even sounding somewhat thick and deep.
All the lizardmen heard the roar. Some showed pain on their faces, others relief, but when they all looked up, their expressions instantly turned to horror and fear.
"Enemy attack!!!"
In that instant, a lizardman covered in green scales had just opened his mouth to shout when he was frozen in place by a fan-shaped blast of fire dragon breath. Intense fear made his legs go numb, leaving him unable to even take a step to run.
The fire breath was like a surging, turbulent torrent, sweeping over him and covering the sky.
In the blink of an eye, his entire field of vision was filled with this incredibly scorching flame, as if it intended to burn everything within sight to ashes.
The poor lizardman had no time to make any reaction; he couldn't even let out a scream before he was submerged in this terrifying sea of fire...
It was a one-sided slaughter. These green dragon kin, covered in emerald-green scales, struggled and cried out in pain within the sea of fire, but it was all in vain.
Furiel narrowed her dragon eyes with pleasure, standing amidst the flames and enjoying the death wails of these creatures.
But then, her dragon eyes focused, looking toward the cave.
More and more green dragon kin rushed out, including kobolds, hawkmen, and moon-howling silver wolves.
Some of the moon-howling silver wolves that rushed out had reached the Silver 5th Circle or higher. The hawkmen were even more ridiculous; the entire group was at the Silver tier, with the highest being at the Silver 8th Circle.
Without exception, however, all these monsters had been converted into green dragon kin.
When they saw Furiel's figure, these kin were all stunned.
Who could tell them why, while their master had been gone for so long, a red dragon of such massive size had arrived!
Furiel showed no fear. Seeing this large number of monster kin, she actually felt excited.
This trip was worth it!!
A hawkman at the Silver 8th Circle swallowed hard, gathering his courage to shout with a trembling voice.
"Who are you?! This is the territory of the green dragons Vienna and Deldi! Intruders will surely pay the price for your actions!!"
Hearing this, Furiel pointed a claw, and [Fire Blast] instantly activated. A red magic circle formed in a flash, and ten fireballs shot out.
Boom!
A violent explosion erupted as they hit the group of monsters. Almost before they could react, over a dozen monsters died on the spot, and dozens more were injured or knocked unconscious.
As for the shouting hawkman? To Furiel, he was already a dead man; would she even bother arguing with him?
"Vienna, Deldi... green dragons, are they? Fine. I, Furiel, have remembered your names. I await your revenge at any time."
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