Chapter 356 - 351: Shifting the Battlefield
The Black Dragon resides on the fringes of civilization, in those swamps where friction often occurs.
Leon dislikes going to such places. The last time he went to the swamps near Watchtower Port to cause trouble for a Black Dragon to expand his territory, the dragon somehow noticed in advance and slipped away. As a result, this was his first time seeing a Black Dragon in many years.
Deeply sunken eye sockets and conspicuous open nostrils, curved and segmented horns, and skin around the cheekbones that looked as if it had been corroded by strong acid, leaving only a thin layer of skin... calling it a Skull Dragon wasn’t wrong.
"An Ancient Black Dragon?" Tassera landed next to Leon, her expression grave.
A Black Dragon, second to last among the Colorful Dragons, is not worth mentioning, but an Ancient Black Dragon that’s lived for thousands of years is another story.
"This young lady has good eyes," Delaguna said in an unpleasant voice. "I am Delaguna."
"And then?" Leon bared his fangs, "An old bag of bones not spending its twilight years peacefully, looking for death instead?"
Delaguna flicked out his flat, forked tongue, dripping viscous acid, and said, "I really hate you Red Dragons, Blue Dragons."
"Arrogant Red Dragon, today is your death day," Delaguna said. "I will kill you and then use magic to preserve your skeleton to decorate my lair."
"It’s been a long time since I moved," Delaguna said, shaking his body, and noticed the Red Dragon shaking as well, stood up with his body shaking, grew two extra heads and four arms, transforming into a three-headed six-armed Red Dragon.
To be able to establish one of the top guilds in Crossroads City, manage such a large power, instead of hiding in some remote gully to eke out a living, Delaguna must be more than a standard Ancient Black Dragon. The challenge level of a standard Ancient Black Dragon is 21. Leon dared not be careless.