The Dragon That Devoured the World: Begins with Rebirth as a Black Dragon

The city of Saradas was now in ruins.

There were flames everywhere.

Geraint had turned into his own golden dragon form, and there were traces of fighting on his body.

The golden dragon scales also had scars.

He had been fighting with the two powerful human legendary warriors for more than an hour.

They had been chasing each other from the border of the Kingdom of Sarania to this metropolis.

At this time, a strong middle-aged man in silver-blue armor was holding a huge axe and looking at Geraint. His hair was also blue.

"You are a metal dragon, and the most powerful gold dragon among metal dragons. Why do you help an evil black dragon!"

Abel looked at the golden dragon in front of him strangely. He had never heard of a golden dragon mixing with a black dragon.

"Because he helped me, and you dared to catch a real dragon baby!" Geraint was not a dragon that would be kidnapped by morality.

It's really not possible to restrain him just because a metal dragon is a good dragon. He is kind but has a bottom line.

But it is also a real dragon. These guys caught the young dragons to enslave them, which touched his bottom line...

"Bayram, it seems that the two of us have to slay the dragon today!" The size of the golden dragon in front of them is far from the adult stage of the golden dragon.

If it is an adult golden dragon, they will definitely run as far as they can.

But the underage golden dragon may not be able to defeat the two legendary warriors.

The legendary warrior Bayram is covered in red heavy armor, including the eyes of the horn helmet, which are protected by blue lenses.

It can be said that he is armed to the teeth. He holds a two-handed sword and looks at the golden dragon in front of him with eagerness.

"Abel, you are right. The blood of a golden dragon may help us go further!" Bayram waved the giant sword in his hand.

The dragon clan is full of treasures, and the heart blood of the golden dragon is not comparable to ordinary treasures.

"I am very curious, are you two really not afraid of him? You know, you two can't even beat me!" Geralt was a little curious.

Although he is not yet a full-grown adult, his physical strength and magic power have greatly improved after that "bloodletting therapy".

This led to him not being at a disadvantage in the battle with the two human legends even though he is not yet an adult.

Of course, the more important thing is the original abnormal foundation of the golden dragon.

"Don't worry about this!" Abel felt confident after thinking of the promise given by the Iron Blood Mercenary Group.

Bayram said in a muffled voice: "I'm not afraid to tell you that the original goal of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group is the black dragon!"

"What? What about Fisk?"

"Hehe, Igor, the leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group, I still know a little bit. I'm afraid he himself doesn't know how many women he has slept with and how many sons he has. That Fisk is just one of his descendants with relatively good talents!"

"How could the Iron Blood Mercenary Group care about such a waste!" Bayram said disdainfully.

The leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group is an extremely greedy and lustful existence. This kind of person is indifferent to family affection and only believes in his own strength.

"Do you know how much wealth that black dragon has? All the wealth of the guardian of the Kingdom of Del, I heard that the treasury of the Kingdom of Del was emptied by him, as well as all the wealth of the legendary wizard Theodore, and the wealth of the Kingdom of Sarania that was plundered during this period..."

"Not to mention how much treasure the black dragon originally had, these alone are enough for the Iron Blood Mercenary Group to take action! Add to that our two legendary warriors, do you think the black dragon will survive?" The legendary wizard sneered.

Geraldt was silent after hearing this.

The black dragon's treasure? In his impression, he didn't seem to find much treasure of the black dragon!

I only saw those followers moving back, but they rarely saw...

Seeing Geraldt not speaking, Abel thought he had been shaken.

"Golden Dragon, we admire your loyalty. As long as you promise to serve me for five hundred years, I will let you go! I believe we will be very good partners in the future!" Abel added hurriedly.

In his opinion, no amount of wealth can compare to a real dragon, especially a golden dragon, which usually comes out after adulthood.

A golden dragon like this that is about to become an adult is simply the greatest treasure. With a little training, it can become the most capable assistant.

Gerald came back to his senses and looked at the other party indifferently. Did he think he was easy to bully?

"Where did the Iron Blood Mercenary Group go?" Gerald asked directly.

It's better to save yourself from serving a human. He, Gerald, can't do it.

Not to mention a one-on-one waste that he can't even beat!

"Of course it's the lair of the black dragon. He sent almost all of his followers to attack the Kingdom of Sarania.The old nest is naturally empty. With the strength of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group, there is no problem in killing the black dragon! "Abel continued to put psychological pressure on Gerald.

"Damn it!" Gerald's eyes were red.

He knew that Salon was not in the nest at all. There were only Algerta and Delia, and some minions there.

If the Iron Blood Mercenary Group was really that powerful, then Algerta...

"Gerald, kill these two guys for me, I'll go back now! ! "At this time, a voice sounded in Gerald's mind.

"Lord Salon!" Gerald said in surprise.

"Follow my orders! "

Saron, who was flying towards the city of Saradas, was watching the battle between the golden dragon Geralt and the legendary warrior like a movie. It was much better than a special effects movie.

But he didn't expect that all this was just a trick.

Mad, it was the inertial thinking of his previous life that harmed him. In the society of his previous life, most relatives still valued family affection.

But this world is not like this. No wonder that fool died so hastily. He should have thought of it earlier.

You stole my house, didn't you?

This made Saron a little angry and embarrassed. He felt that his IQ was insulted.

And there were indeed some treasures in the nest. What the followers had snatched in the past few days were all placed there.

He thought that with Aljeta and Geralt there, it should not be a problem.

But he didn't expect that the enemy had such a luxurious lineup of stealers...

...

"Lord Igor, the cave of the black dragon is ahead! "A thin figure kneeled on the ground and said.

A middle-aged strong man with red hair and a height of two meters and five meters was eating a piece of unknown meat.

He was holding a naked woman in his arms, and the woman's eyes were full of fear, because there was another girl who was also captured by this group of people before.

But now there is only one left. She looked at the barbecue in the red-haired man's hand with horror, and tried hard to resist nausea...

He was covered in black armor with mysterious runes on it, and there was a two-meter-long sword behind him. He was the leader of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group—Igor the Slayer!

There were several figures sitting bored next to him, who were other members of the Iron Blood Mercenary Group.

"Then, let this black dragon be our next glory!"

Igor showed a terrifying smile and crushed the throat of the woman in his arms.

Others didn't care, as if they were used to it.