678: Desperate Dragon God

"Aww~"

The little female Dragon cried out in pain, raising her two small front paws to instinctively clutch her head:

"It hurts so much."

"A rub will make it better."

After closing her eyes and enjoying two rubs, the little female Dragon suddenly remembered something and abruptly opened her eyes.

Then, a smiling Yang Dian came into her view.

"Aww~"

The little female Dragon shrieked, her scales bristling, and tried to flee.

However, as soon as she flapped her wings, Yang Dian imprisoned her with Spatial Power, shrinking her to palm-size and holding her in his hand, right next to the Emerald Dragon God.

The little female Dragon, Triss, initially wanted to struggle a bit to show her defiance, but the next second, she sensed a familiar aura and turned her head in disbelief.

Equally small and exquisite, also held in Yang Dian's hand.

But just hanging there, like the center of the world, the Emerald Dragon God Stia, then came into the little female Dragon's eyes.

"Your... Your Majesty Dragon God?"

Hearing Triss's address, Stia, who was already slumped, became even more despondent.

Especially after sensing Triss's next action, she wished Yang Dian would just swat her to death.

"Slurp~"

The little female Dragon suddenly licked the Emerald Dragon God, who was also held in Yang Dian's hand and couldn't escape.

The Cold Silkworm, perched on the Emerald Dragon God's head, instantly propped up its upper body, looking at the little female Dragon with its tiny, easily overlooked eyes, seeking a sense of shared experience:

"Isn't it fragrant!"

The little female Dragon's body stiffened as she realized what she had done.

Stia's body also stiffened.

Having been the Emerald Dragon God for so long, she felt today was the hardest she had ever endured.

She was lying comfortably at home when an extraterrestrial demon directly attacked her, beating her up without a word. Not only that, but he also complained that her body was too big, forcibly drained the Divine Power from her body, and shrank her to palm-size.

Being humiliated like this by a powerhouse whose strength was immeasurably greater than hers was one thing.

After being shrunk to palm-size, first, something like a tentacle poked her here and there, as if trying to poke a hole in her.

Later, a caterpillar directly crawled onto her head, gnawing at her scales, leaving her head covered in saliva, like an incompetent husband trying to assert his presence.

And now?

Her personally nurtured Emerald Young Dragon dared to commit insubordination, licking her face before she could even react!

'Might as well die~'

Yang Dian casually rubbed the Emerald Dragon God, who had completely lost the strength to resist. Just as he was about to say something, furious Dragon roars echoed from not far away.

"Triss, what are you doing!!!"

The little female Dragon's stiff body slumped, and she hesitantly licked the motionless Stia again.

"I am cleaning Your Majesty Dragon God's scales."

At these words, even the clamor of the wind quieted.

Stia closed her eyes in agony.

The Cold Silkworm nodded, its tiny features somehow showing an expression of meeting a kindred spirit.

The Dragon that had questioned the little female Dragon was at a loss for words, finally shifting its gaze to Yang Dian:

"Blasphemer, take your disgusting, Dragon-offending dirty hands off her!"

As the furious Dragon roar sounded, the Emerald Dragon, nearly two thousand meters long, ignited with emerald-green flames and charged towards Yang Dian.

It knew that an existence capable of controlling the Dragon God was certainly not something it could challenge.

But it thought, perhaps Yang Dian had used all his strength to subdue Your Majesty Dragon God.

Perhaps with just a little more strength from it, Your Majesty Dragon God could escape from Yang Dian's grasp?

Even if that "perhaps" was minuscule.

So, it burned its Soul and flesh, just for that minuscule possibility.

Watching the Emerald Dragon instantly burn into a skeleton, leaving only a final trace of unextinguished will, erupting with the destructive power of the Star Dome Realm, Yang Dian couldn't help but praise.

"Remarkably loyal."

With a flick of his finger.

A wisp of Qi and blood stirred up an endless gale, scattering the Emerald Dragon's self-sacrificing attack.

The grayish-white skeleton, devoid of all divine charm, was directly sunk into the lake by Yang Dian.

"But it's just foolish loyalty."

Looking somewhat regretfully as the Dragon skeleton, over a thousand meters long, disappeared from sight, Yang Dian raised his hand and pressed down on the remaining four Emerald Dragons.

A transparent giant hand enveloped the sky. The four Emerald Dragons, who were preparing to fight to the death, had no time to make more moves and were instantly pressed into the ground by Yang Dian.

"Dragons are treasures from head to tail."

"Even if they die, the flesh and blood of a Star-Patrolling Realm Dragon can cultivate several Great Grandmasters of Martial Dao Level 6."

"We can't let you waste it..."