Volume 1: Dance of the Black Dragon Chapter 31: Black Dragon Law
Murphy immediately knew who Ter Horason was referring to.
There is only one princess among the dragon race, Onyxia, the daughter of Deathwing.
The other person must be Onyxia's brother, the black dragon prince Nefarian.
Although they are all black dragon lords, because they are the children of Deathwing, they have subtle differences in status. Especially Nefarian, who often has a sense of superiority of "my father is so-and-so", and often bosses other black dragon lords around. But because of Deathwing, no one dares to offend him and dislikes him very much.
At the last gathering, he even revealed his desire to take over as the king of the Black Dragon Legion, but the old guys in the temple didn't support him much, so he gave up.
Murphy always tried his best not to provoke Nefarian in the past, but this time he didn't care much. Deathwing had not appeared for a long time, and now that he had advanced to an ancient black dragon, he didn't need to take that guy too seriously.
It is true that when you mention Cao Cao, he appears.
Just as the two were talking, a sinister voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Is anyone saying bad things about me behind my back?" Everyone turned around and saw a man and a woman walking in from outside.
The man was tall and handsome, with a handsome face. There was a crown made of flames floating on his head. He looked quite imposing, but his eyes were too sunken, and his dark red pupils made him look a little gloomy, as if he was a man with a heavy mind. He was none other than the black dragon prince Nefarian.
The woman had fair skin, long thighs, a slender waist, full breasts, and an extremely good figure. She was none other than the black dragon princess Onyxia.
The appearance of the two people caused a commotion in the barrage.
【Wow, what a beautiful girl! 】
[Black Dragon Princess, I finally saw her in person, she looks so stunning. ]
[This princess is too white. No, this princess is too big.]
[The elf lady belongs to you, leave this to me]
[Brothers, after seeing this scene, I have decided that I will change my job to become a dragon knight. ]
[I’m going to buy a gaming helmet on Pinduoduo right now! Don’t let anyone stop me.]
Onyxia is indeed beautiful, and unlike Agnes, whose cold beauty makes people simply admire her, she looks very sexy, and her every frown and smile is charming.
However, no one present paid attention to Onyxia. Instead, they all looked at Nefarian. The expression on this guy's face was not very friendly at this moment.
Nefarian: "Tel Horason, why did you come back to Howling Fjord instead of staying there? You came here to talk bad about me behind my back? Humph, you really haven't made any progress."
The silver-haired loli looked at Nefarian curiously, then at Tel Horason, which made Tel Horason look a little embarrassed and very embarrassed.
"Watch your attitude Nefarian, I am the black dragon lord."
“Who isn’t? But even if we are both black dragon lords, there are still differences in superiority. If I remember correctly, you were hunted down badly by humans in the north, so you ran to that damn place in Howling Fjord.
Why, you're getting braver now? You must have been scared a lot on the way back to the Obsidian Temple.
Don't bother yourself next time, since no one will care whether you come or not."
Tel Horason was immediately furious, scolding the dragon for not exposing his weaknesses, saying that Nefarian was going too far.
"Shut up, you stupid reptile. If it weren't for your father, I would definitely teach you a lesson."
"Hehe, is this the excuse you made for yourself? Don't worry, my father hasn't shown up for a long time. If you are really as confident as you say, why not fight me now?"
Agnes: "I say, if you want to fight, you'd better go outside."
"Go if you want to. Come on, Tel Horason, and don't let your daughter look down on you." Nefarian said and walked out.
Ter Horason's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he followed him out without saying a word.
When everyone saw this, they hurriedly followed him out.
The two people who came outside turned into their original forms almost at the same time, and two huge black dragons with a length of tens of meters appeared out of thin air.
Ter Horason the Howling (Black Dragon Lord), Catastrophic Level 2, HP: 74,500 .
Nefarian, the King of Blackrock Spire (Prince of the Black Dragon), Catastrophic Level 5. HP: 95,000.
Just from the rank and health points, there is a huge difference between the two. You have to know that Nefarian specializes in dragon language magic, while Tel Horason focuses on melee enhancement. A warrior has less health than the mage, the gap is a bit big.
But no matter how big the gap in strength is, you have to go up, after all, it is a matter of dignity.
Seeing that the two black dragons were about to fight, Murphy also turned back into his original form.
Boom! The huge beast's body made the ground tremble. The ancient black dragon's appearance stunned everyone. Its size alone was a whole circle larger than the other two, and the thickness and texture of its scales were completely different. The angular scales on its spine made it look more domineering, and its momentum completely overwhelmed the two disaster-level black dragons.
'Shadow of Death' Morpheus (ancient black dragon), world boss level 1, health points 115,000.
A low roar came from the mouth of the ancient black dragon.
"That's enough, both of you. This is the Obsidian Temple, the holy land of the Black Dragon Clan. This is not a place for you to run wild and fight!"
This roar brought silence to the entire place. The other black dragon lords were shocked, their expressions somewhat complicated. The dragon clan was a society that respected strength. In the past, everyone was of the same rank. Although there were slight differences in strength, they could generally get along well with each other.
Now my friend has moved up to a higher position. The feeling is just like seeing my friend get promoted to manager while I am still an ordinary clerk. It’s hard to describe.
Only Onyxia looked on with shining eyes.
Nefarian felt annoyed when he saw Morpheus, who was a head taller than him. He didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few months, Morpheus had grown to such a level.
He originally wanted to use Tel Horason to establish his authority and build momentum for taking over the Black Dragon Legion, but now it seems that there is no hope.
Although he was very unhappy, he did not want to directly challenge an ancient black dragon.
"Hmph, Ter Horason, I'll let you go this time, but don't let me see you outside next time."
Terhorason knew that he was no match for his opponent, but he couldn't afford to lose in words.
"I should be the one saying this to you, Nefarian. For your father's sake, I'll let it go this time. Next time..."
The two black dragons turned back into human form. Murphy looked around from a condescending position and then turned back into human form as well.
At this time, barrage of comments appeared again in large numbers.
【Brother Long is mighty, Brother Long is awesome. 】
[Oh my god, the ancient black dragon is so domineering, its aura is too strong. ]
[This guy is so big that his voice becomes louder. 】
[When will Brother Long advance to the Black Dragon King? Then I will join you and become your younger brother. Don’t ask for anything else, just send me two Black Dragon girls. I promise to be loyal to you.]
[What are you thinking? To become the Dragon King, you have to defeat Deathwing first. I feel like there is still a gap between Dragon King and Deathwing.]
[As expected, strength is the only thing that matters. The underworld relies on strength to speak. ]
[What mafia? They are from the dragon clan. ]
[The society of the black dragons is called the underworld for short, and there is nothing wrong with that.]
