“Ugh…”
The boy knelt on the beach, his hands tightly gripping the coarse sand that hurt his palms, frantically vomiting the salty seawater from his stomach and chest.
Nanxi’s current state was very poor.
He was poisoned.
Although the dragon girl had repelled that one—how to call her?
Let’s just call her the old undying—that loach had ruthlessly captured the old undying, then turned her malice toward Nanxi nearby.
Two hundred years had successfully suppressed that loach.
His master had instantly tried to resist, but the realm difference was too great, and she was knocked down with one strike.
Afterward, the boy was abducted, then flown in the sky for half a day until he could see that vast ocean.
Nanxi had seen descriptions of the sea in books: the sea was the sky reflected on the earth, just like the sky—mysterious, profound. People didn’t know what was in the deepest part of the sky, nor what was in the deepest part of the sea.
And Nanxi experienced viewing one side of the sea from high in the sky; it was very beautiful, at least in the boy’s life, he had never seen such a beautiful scene.
If he hadn’t been forcefully clutched in a dragon’s front claw in the sky, this scene would have been even more beautiful.
As for how Nanxi fell onto this beach, it was quite simple.
“Kid, stop struggling. With your little body, if you could pry open my claw, I might as well stop being a dragon. Even if you really broke free, at this height, even if below is water, you’d be smashed to pieces.”
Without listening to the black loach’s advice, the boy continued twisting his body under the black dragon’s claw, though it didn’t budge at all.
It was like that famous dish, tofu stewed with loach—stuffing the loach into intact tofu. Because of its own lack of strength, the loach couldn’t break through the tofu and could only await the scorching heat.
Of course, this method is wrong; stuffing a live loach into tofu—how could it possibly taste good no matter how you think about it.
The boy was like the loach in the tofu; horizontally or vertically, his fate was only to be eaten.
And did the boy himself realize this problem? He did, but resisting was better than not resisting at all. He was already at rock bottom; even just bouncing a bit was still rising.
After twisting for two hours, the boy finally gave up on what he himself considered a childish idea.
His body had submitted; the boy didn’t want to bounce anymore. He was exhausted, his whole body dripping with fragrant sweat.
Since physical efforts were exhausted, why not try the power of ideas? Nanxi began pursuing the ethereal inner strength.
There were dragons in this world, things that could only be seen in storybooks and paintings; pursuing something like the dream from a few days ago wasn’t excessive.
Clearing his mind, Nanxi let himself think of nothing except that dream realm. Gradually, drowsiness came over him, a massive drowsiness that made Nanxi realize one thing: he seemed to have been clutched in the claw for a day and night.
The boy couldn’t resist his drowsiness and sank into deep sleep.
…………………………
The black dragon was somewhat delighted. The boy in her claw—who was delectable in every way—had finally given up resisting and fallen asleep. This was good; she could finally loosen her claw a bit. Gripping tightly for so long, even a dragon would feel claw soreness.
And in that instant of relaxation, a pain like silk threads wrapping around fingers came from her hand. Sensing something wrong, the black dragon lowered her head to look.
She saw that her five sharp fingers had all been severed clean off. Thanks to her momentary relaxation, the boy had finally been able to draw the sword from his forehead.
When she realized what had happened, the piercing pain reached the black dragon’s head.
“Roar!!!”
The majestic roar unique to dragons spread across the land and sky, making living beings far on the ground tremble involuntarily.
“Stinking kid, you dare injure me? I’ll skin you alive!”
Anger clouded the black dragon’s mind, causing her to forget a few important things, like how the boy was flying, or the strangely eerie sword in his hand that was like a shadow.
“Little black loach, you’re quite amusing.”
After hearing this, the black dragon’s body shuddered fiercely. Clearly, the boy in front of her was no different from before, but an extremely strong killing aura emanated from him—that was a feeling only someone who had slaughtered tens of thousands of beings could have.
“You’re not that kid. Who are you?!”
The black dragon’s expression was utterly ferocious; even someone from another race could see her rage.
“I am me, no one else. And you, little loach, are you ready to go to the underworld? Hahahahaha!”
Madness—unlike the boy’s previous calm and steadiness, the current boy seemed possessed by some ghost, with no word to describe him except madness.
But without giving the black dragon time to think more, the boy raised his sword with wild laughter and charged toward her.
She quickly transformed into human form. At the boy’s speed, maintaining the dragon’s massive body wasn’t a good choice. The dragon girl turned her left hand—the one still with fingers—into sharp claws and collided toward the boy.
Claw and sword clashed. There was no standoff as the dragon girl imagined; in just an instant, her claw was sliced open by the sharp sword, without giving the dragon girl time to react or escape.
Crimson sword qi vast enough to cover the sky rained down on her like droplets, almost too fast to react.
Fortunately, the dragon girl timely shrank her body to a small dragon form like a little snake, dodging this assault with her petite figure.
But this didn’t escape the boy’s eyes.
“The big loach turned into a little loach. How interesting. Fine, let’s play some more!”
Thereafter, the duel became a hunt, completely turning into a cat toying with a mouse.
We don’t know the mouse’s mood, but the cat was quite happy at the moment.
“Where did you hide again? So troublesome.”
The boy stood on the sea surface; he was already a bit tired of it. The next time he saw that loach, he wouldn’t hold back anymore.
“Here it comes.”
The boy revealed an innocent smile, and a black shadow nearly ten times his size appeared in the water surface beneath his feet.
Water droplets splashed in the air, and the black dragon swallowed the boy with her massive maw. This was a fatal mistake.
Not everything can be eaten.
“Stinking kid, the one who should go to the underworld is you!”
The black dragon said viciously. She had lost the urge to mate with the boy, left with only pure killing intent.
After ending everything, she lowered her head with interest and licked her already recovered hands, but before she could continue enjoying the joy of victory.
A sharp pain came from her abdomen.
Her belly exploded straight open.
“Playing with you was fun, but unfortunately, games always have an end… And, and, your blood tastes pretty good.”
The boy licked his blood-stained palm. He was now covered in blood from head to toe, his face with a sickly flush; he was enjoying the feeling of slaughter.
Immediately after, his figure flickered, instantly arriving in front of the black dragon.