Chapter 29: Cunning Evil Dragon!

"Life Level 7: Juvenile Copper Dragon."

Luo Si fixed his gaze on the copper dragon hurtling toward him like a crimson sandstorm, using Life Level Detection to confirm its level—identical to his own.

Juvenile dragon.

A dragon between sixteen and twenty-five years old.

Luo Si could not determine its exact age, but judging from its roughly nine-meter length, it fell within the juvenile range—or possibly an overdeveloped hatchling, though unlikely.

As for why a juvenile dragon had the same life level as his own hatchling.

The reason was simple.

Dragon physiques cannot be generalized.

In the dragon hierarchy.

Both red dragons and iron dragons are top-tier breeds.

Copper dragons rank at the bottom among metal dragons; at the same age, their life level is far inferior to red or iron dragons, let alone compared to Luo Si, an exceptional hybrid. A juvenile gold dragon would be at least Level 9.

The copper dragon did not dive directly to attack Luo Si.

Instead.

It circled slightly before landing on a charred rock platform.

About a hundred meters from Luo Si, its spiral horns reflected the midday sun.

It tilted its head, studying Luo Si’s cracked scales.

The copper dragon’s tail tapped the ground rhythmically as it paced left and right, weighing its options.

A red-iron hybrid dragon, seven meters long, Life Level 7—shorter than itself but incredibly muscular. Good heavens, its wings looked like weapons, its mind surely wicked.

Probably not worth provoking.

But I have three alchemical items gifted by my parents—more than enough to handle a foolish dragon of my own level.

After a few seconds of silence.

The copper dragon curled its lips into a pleased smile, halted its pacing, and fixed Luo Si with a stare: “Oh, naturally wicked red-iron hybrid, it’s time for a riddle.”

“What requires both extinguishing fire and removing rust to survive?”

Among the five metal dragons.

Copper and brass dragons are the most annoying to other dragons.

Brass dragons are overly talkative and loquacious, enjoying tormenting opponents with words—when dominant, they control their foes, like burying them in earth with only their heads exposed, then forcing them to listen.

Copper dragons are less verbose than brass dragons.

But they delight in teasing and tricking enemies with self-styled jokes rather than launching straight into battle.

If you encounter a copper dragon in the wild and accidentally offend it, offering a funny joke, story, or riddle will very likely earn you forgiveness—or even its admiration.

Meanwhile.

The copper dragon giggled.

“The answer is—you! Red dragon’s temper plus iron dragon’s rigidity? The worst recipe imaginable.”

Its voice sounded crisp to dragon ears, like wind chimes in the desert; its balanced, slender frame confirmed it was a female copper dragon.

As it spoke.

The copper dragon lowered its body slightly, muscles taut, ready for action.

The alchemical item pressed beneath its tongue was primed to activate, poised to strike the enraged red-iron hybrid head-on.

But the copper dragon did not expect.

The evil dragon before it broke protocol—unmoved by such provocation, it simply flapped its wings and soared upward, flying away into the distance.

Luo Si ignored the copper dragon and had no interest in Jiuchan it.

Metal dragons value familial bonds.

Juvenile dragons on adventures often receive gear or protective spells inscribed beneath their scales from elders—often more than one item.

A single glance had already.

Revealed the copper dragon’s thick gold chain, the red rings dangling from its wingtips, both glinting faintly in the sun, faintly etched with dense runes.

These were only the visible ones.

Who knew what other alchemical items or protective scale-spells it hid?

Copper dragons don’t fight like gold dragons—direct and imposing. Their nature is cunning and treacherous, akin to green dragons among the chromatics.

Unless the stakes were immense or his life threatened, Luo Si never fought without certainty.

“Hey! Are you a rare cowardly evil dragon? Don’t run!”

The copper dragon paused, stunned, then flapped its wings and took to the air, relentlessly chasing Luo Si.

To its surprise, its speed was far slower than Luo Si’s—his body looked bulky and heavy, yet his enormous, exaggerated wings provided unbelievable lift and propulsion.

The distance between them widened rapidly.

“So fast.”

Its competitive spirit ignited; the copper dragon refused to give up, determined to bring the wicked red-iron hybrid to justice.

The crimson rings at its wingtips began to glow, one rune after another lighting up.

Their hue deepened, heating the air around them into distortion.

The crimson rings turned as red as molten iron.

Whoosh!

A cluster of flame erupted, spreading rapidly, engulfing the copper dragon’s wings in flowing fire.

As its wings beat, flames surged upward.

The copper dragon’s speed spiked.

Luo Si glanced back, noticing its wings now wreathed in flowing fire.

“An alchemical item that coats in flame—similar to my lightning tail ring.”

He thought.

“Let me test its capability first.”

A dangerous glint flashed in Luo Si’s eyes.

Suddenly, he turned, and the red-iron hatchling opened its mouth.

A conical blast of flame and lightning erupted—brilliant, radiant, like countless flowers blooming along its path—flying with impossible speed and precision toward the copper dragon.

The copper dragon was caught off guard.

By the time it reacted, the electric-flame breath inherited from its iron dragon bloodline was already upon it.

In pure destructive power, electric-flame breath falls short of red dragon fire breath—but it’s faster and induces paralysis, making it more effective in practice.

At the last possible moment.

The gold chain around the copper dragon’s neck suddenly glowed.

A golden shield appeared over its body, clinging to its scales.

ZZZT!

The electric-flame breath struck the golden shield—its lightning and fire damage were fully blocked, and the shield dimmed rapidly.

The copper dragon sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the next blast, heart pounding.

But it did not fear—it kept chasing Luo Si.

Luo Si’s breath had failed to pierce its defense; this only convinced it it could win easily.

“Cunning, evil creature—under absolute power, ambush means nothing.”

The copper dragon snorted inwardly.

Arrogance and pride are common dragon flaws—metal dragons are no exception, not exclusive to chromatics or sub-iron breeds.

(End of Chapter)