novelapdf #540 - The Evil Dragon Envoy Arrives
#540 - The Evil Dragon Envoy Arrives
With a deafening dragon roar echoing through the clouds, two enormous figures streaked across the sky, revealing themselves to be two gigantic dragons, each hundreds of feet long.
These were no ordinary dragons; they were true members of the Evil Dragon Clan, vastly different from mere蛟 dragons.
These two dragons were surrounded by the terrifying pressure of a Half-Step Demon Emperor, their dragon might comparable to Li Chengfeng's.
Although Li Chengfeng's dragon might was precise and sharp, it was still slightly inferior due to the difference in realms.
These were the true Evil Dragons descending upon the mortal world, having overcome countless restrictions and successfully entered this realm in the guise of Half-Step Demon Emperors, aided by mysterious secret techniques.
The two dragons circled in the air, each flap of their wings accompanied by a surge of dragon might, forcing the people below to retreat repeatedly, even the powerful demons.
Before this power, they seemed insignificant, mere cannon fodder unable to withstand even a fraction of it. The true Demon bloodline.
Due to the heavy suppression of the rules and their own high self-regard, they never deigned to act against lower life forms, and therefore did not appear in the human realm.
However, to capture Li Chengfeng and unravel the mystery of his dragon transformation, the Evil Dragon Clan spared no expense, dispatching these two true dragon experts.
One of the dragons transformed into a human, clad in black armor, his eyes flashing with a chilling murderous intent like cold stars, as if he had just emerged from endless slaughter, casting a disdainful gaze upon the surrounding Half-Step Demon Emperors, regarding them as ants – the Evil Dragon Clan's prodigy, Xie Mei.
The other dragon appeared more reserved, without any outward display of sharpness, yet possessed a deep and unfathomable aura. He was Wu Tao, the Dragon Warlock of the Evil Dragon Clan, a powerful figure with both wisdom and strength.
The Evil Dragon Clan's dispatch of these two experts, one skilled in martial arts and the other in magic, clearly demonstrated their intention to overawe the world with absolute power.
Upon seeing this, Xie Nanxing, the commander-in-chief of the Evil Dragon Clan, hurriedly bowed again, his tone full of humility and respect: "Subordinate greets the two Dragon Gods. This is indeed not a suitable place for detailed discussion. Please follow me to the main hall, where it is more appropriate."
His words revealed his extreme respect for the identities of the two Dragon Gods, as well as his helplessness regarding the current situation.
"There's no need!" Xie Mei, the young dragon envoy, interrupted him, his voice carrying an undeniable majesty, "We'll talk here.
Since the demon comrades are also present, it's good to let them hear it all together."
His words revealed his contempt for the demon Half-Step Demon Emperors, as well as his disdain for the human alliance.
Upon hearing this, the demons bowed respectfully once more. Although they felt unwilling, they had no choice but to lower their heads in the face of true dragon power.
They deeply understood that what they respected was not merely the difference in realms, but more importantly, the mysterious and unfathomable power of the Evil Dragon bloodline.
And the true demon bloodline, for various reasons, had not been able to personally descend into this realm, which made them feel even more pressured by the Dragon Clan.
The dragon envoy Xie Mei's gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on Xie Nanxing, the commander-in-chief of the Evil Dragon Clan.
Fury flashed in his eyes: "What is going on here? Being beaten into such a state by humans, you have utterly disgraced the Dragon Clan! Where is the human alliance? I will personally go and slaughter them to uphold the prestige of my Dragon Clan!"
Xie Nanxing, the commander-in-chief of the Evil Dragon Clan, explained awkwardly: "Lord, please calm your anger. There are no human forces here. We have already driven them out of the Arctic Land.
It's just…" He hesitated, as if he had some unspeakable secret.
"Just what?" Envoy Xie Mei's anger intensified, "Don't tell me you are still fighting amongst yourselves at this critical juncture? It is absurd to fight for profit!"
"No, no, no, Lord, you misunderstand," Xie Nanxing, the commander-in-chief of the Evil Dragon Clan, quickly explained, "We were set up by a human, that dog thief Li Chengfeng, who designed a trap for us, leading to the current situation."
He briefly recounted the events, and the envoy's expression became increasingly ugly as he listened.
Finally, envoy Xie Mei could no longer restrain himself, and with a sudden punch, the sinister power exploded instantly, shattering the ice mountain in front of him.
His hand trembled with anger, his voice low and filled with murderous intent: "Utterly detestable! I encounter such a thing as soon as I arrive. You must give me an explanation! Tell me where Li Chengfeng is, we will immediately go and slaughter him. I can't wait any longer!"
Dragon Warlock Wu Tao leisurely waved his hand, his tone revealing an undeniable calmness: "Xie Mei, do not let anger cloud your judgment. I sense that.
The 'natives' of this world are not ordinary people, especially that Li Chengfeng. With only the cultivation of the Golden Core Middle Stage, he can cause such turmoil. I am not only referring to his strength and realm.
But also to his keen insight and strategic planning. He cleverly borrowed power, causing our 300,000-strong allied forces to be reduced to only 50,000 or 60,000, a loss so devastating it is regrettable.
If this person has no further plans, I find it hard to believe.
In terms of cultivation, he may be comparable to me, but in terms of strategy, he is terrifying.
Therefore, we must remain calm, guard every inch of the Arctic Land, and prevent him from taking advantage of the victory to pursue us.
Now, our clan has suffered severe losses and cannot withstand any more storms. If Li Chengfeng joins forces with other human legions to encircle and annihilate us, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded silently, secretly admiring him.
Dragon Warlock was known for his foresight, and Wu Tao was the embodiment of wisdom, his analysis was insightful and convincing.
Fire Demon Clan's Supreme Elder Huo Yu, with a solemn expression, bowed and said: "Dragon Warlock is right, my Fire Demon Clan has also suffered heavy losses, with all the elites gone.
I deeply feel that Li Chengfeng harbors covetous intentions towards my clan. This root of disaster may have been planted long ago. The fact that my clan's young master was poisoned by him a few years ago is clear evidence. His plans are far-reaching and difficult to guard against."
Wu Tao's gaze was deep, as if he could penetrate the mists of time, he slowly said: "Your concerns are valid, Li Chengfeng may indeed take action against the Fire Demon Clan.
However, the Sea Territory and the Far West are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, unlike the convenient waterways of the Arctic Land, it is difficult for him to infiltrate here silently.
I find it hard to imagine how he can implement a long-distance encirclement and annihilation strategy. Therefore, we should wait and see, and react to changes with inaction, to avoid falling into his carefully laid traps."
Although Elder Huo Yu was anxious, he knew that Dragon Wu Tao's words were true, and he had to suppress the anxiety in his heart and follow his strategy.
After all, if he acted rashly again, it would only accelerate the collapse of the entire clan.
Now, the humans are eyeing them covetously, and the Arctic Land is already in turmoil. Only by uniting can they overcome the difficulties together.
Little did they know that in the distant Far West, at the moment when Leng Jiao activated the formation in the Arctic Land, another thrilling drama was quietly unfolding in the Far West.
On July 15th in the Far West, the night sky was dyed red by a blood-colored moon, the entire world seemed to be seamlessly connected to the underworld, the boundaries blurred.
Outside the Fire Demon City, shrouded in an ancient curse, lies a forgotten battlefield, once synonymous with slaughter and death, the air permeated with a thick fog of evil and resentment, as if capable of devouring all vitality.