Zerg: An incredible way to survive

The white dragon's body appeared to be at least six or seven times larger than before, and now it seemed to be almost reaching the ceiling.

In his ruthless vertical pupils, I only felt indifference and contempt.

I don’t know who gave him the confidence. A third-level baby dragon actually dared to challenge me.

Since you dare to challenge me, I will beat you until you surrender.

I didn't say anything more and just went straight for it. I first pressed down its dragon claw and then picked off the claws.

The young dragon was obviously a little immature and did not have much combat experience. It thought that this would provoke my anger and easily find my flaws. However, it did not expect that I would directly attack and destroy its most powerful dragon claw.

The young dragon that lost one claw quickly lost its mind and began to breathe out madly.

But because it was just a young dragon, its magic power was not enough to sustain its continuous breathing, and soon due to excessive consumption of magic power, it began to be unable to maintain its body and mind.

I was speechless. I thought it might be a fierce fight, but I didn't expect him to be so stupid.

I didn't really care about his provocation to me. I just asked him, "Name?"

He didn't speak.

I don't know why, but after that I asked him a lot of questions and he didn't say anything.

I was also getting a little impatient and was about to take action.

The projection of the God of Power who had fought with me before came back to my side and blocked my attack.

I don't understand why he wants to keep this dragon beast?

I can't even have normal communication with him.

But He blocked my attack and his projection disappeared.

I asked Him in confusion, "Why do you want to keep it? What's so special about it?"

He didn't answer me.

This wore out my patience and I continued to attack the young dragon.

He cannot use his power to completely interfere with the affairs of the underworld because these are the rules of this world.

Although the world consciousness is currently dormant, the most basic world laws can still be maintained. Things like this that completely violate the world laws are something that even gods cannot do.

The only way is to fairly ask those gods to share a part of their strength, or use containers, or send down clones, or sell off their own strength and turn back into mortals, before they can descend to the lower world again.

He remained silent.

I still don’t quite understand why those gods always keep their proud heads down and observe the humans in the lower world.

They clearly already possess the most powerful force in the world.

His defense could not completely block all my attacks. After several consecutive attacks, most of the dragon's scales were gone, causing his entire body to become a bloody mess, with skin and flesh torn apart.

He couldn't sit still any longer and started to negotiate terms with me.

This made me raise the price and ask Him for a little bit of the essence.

His projection only called me a lunatic.

I had no habit of bargaining, so I simply swallowed up His projection.

"The source of your projection is mine. Now we are done with each other."

My loud and presumptuous voice echoed in His ears, which made Him angry and ready to attack me again.

I feel a little disdainful.

"If you dare to attack me again, the stakes will be different next time. Now that I have a little bit of your essence, I can detect your other clones. Do you want me to help you collect them all?"

When He heard my threat, He became even more furious and almost lost His mind and broke up with me.

I ignored him and walked straight into the depths. After all, there were better things in there.

When He saw me continuing to walk inside, He stopped me immediately, told me to leave immediately, and warned me not to be greedy.

It seems that my guess was right. There were better offerings on the altar inside. I ignored His words and continued walking straight inside.

Seeing that I was not paying attention to Him, He began to soften His tone, and I began to talk to me about other conditions.

He listed a long list of benefits like naming a dish. Although all of them were of no use to me, I still stopped Him because I heard something incredible in it.

Life Essence, this is a good thing. Although it is not very rare, and the production method is a bit cruel, it is very useful to me, so I need it.

I began to talk to Him about the price, the same price as the sacrifice He placed on the altar.

On the altar was a five-clawed golden dragon that was over ten thousand years old. It was trapped in a special container with its limbs twisted into strange shapes and its entire body curled up into a ball, looking like a golden ball.

His life force was gradually weakening, and it was obvious that the altar was draining his vitality.

With such a huge benefit, I must make a fortune. In the subsequent bargaining, I talked about the dragon inside every sentence and praised the dying dragon to the sky.

He had no better option but to accept my unreasonable terms and give me the dragon's body after he finished the sacrifice.

After all, He couldn't come down personally to clean up the mess here. If other gods found out, his origin might be reduced due to his reckless behavior.

Looking at the mess below, the walls were covered with blood, and the ground was littered with scattered bones and pieces of meat.

Add to that a young dragon whose skin was almost peeled off and whose scales were missing, and the entire underground looked a bit weird.

After thinking about it, I originally thought that I had gotten a great bargain, but now I have to clean up this mess for Him as well, which makes me feel overwhelmed again.

After I promised to clean up the mess for Him, He became even more unscrupulous in supporting those weird formations.

All kinds of broken limbs and arms were flying everywhere, as if venting their anger, scribbling randomly on the walls and the ground.

I suspected that He did it on purpose, intentionally increasing my workload and taking the opportunity to retaliate against me.

But I have also received so many benefits from Him, so I have no reason to say anything about Him.

Finally, He drew a summoning circle on the ground with blood, and summoned the life essence that He had promised to give me.

I walked up and picked up a bottle at random to check it out, and it was top quality.

He must have thought that I had the leverage over him, so he wouldn't dare to use that garbage to trick me.

Those who ascended to the upper realms all had an agreement that they could not attack the creatures below at will. If they had to attack them, they had to wait until they grew well and not drain the pond of fish.

This is not their rule but the rule of the world.

If the chaos is so great that even the world cannot sustain itself, then there is no need for these gods to live, as the world will attack them, so they are all in a very embarrassing situation, unable to advance or retreat.

Moreover, the upper realm is sparsely populated, and there are even few people who talk, which makes them even more depressed. For this reason, few people choose to ascend to the upper realm. Most of them are people who flew up there in ancient times and have never been able to come down.

Some people are very cruel and would give up their own cultivation just to come down, while some people cannot bear to do so and would stay there forever.

There are some others, for example, the God of Strength is stuck in an awkward position, with neither strength nor status.

If you are bullied in the upper world, you will also be bullied in the lower world.