Chapter 460: Ah, hello, you're so cute!

Aoo—

The magic dragon, struck again, let out an embarrassing howl; its heavy body inevitably crashed to the ground, sprawling and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Seeing the powerless dragon lying on the ground, the Xiguang Duke's eyes instantly flashed with sharp light.

Good chance!

... Uh, a good chance for output.

Saying it, he raised his arm and condensed an exaggerated magic hammer on his other arm, activating the legendary double-hammer form.

Hi!

Just a casual leap gave him over ten meters in height, and as he reached above the dragon he twisted his body, spinning down like a giant top. The dragon, about to struggle to its feet, saw this despairing sight.

If he were really a game boss, he'd surely be cursing in his heart right now.

Good grief, other bosses get stronger the more they fight when they enter phase two, wishing they could smash players with three punches.

How come activating my second form deleted all my strengths, forcing me to rely on my weaknesses and trade blows with others in the middle lane!

But talking about other things is useless; the duke's fist is already hardened.

In the critical moment, the magic dragon could only let out a desperate cry.

Second sister, save me!

!!!

The duke was genuinely startled this after all, since he was at the crucial stage of unleashing his finishing move; if ambushed now, it would be all over.

But.

The magic dragon was about to shred its already-hoarse throat from shouting, yet not even a hint of movement came from any direction.

Thus he could only watch the hammer loom larger before him, cursing resentfully.

Kediniya, fuck!

Pap—

The next second, his head nearly got smashed to pulp.

However, the so-called second sister he mentioned did show up—just that she popped the champagne faster than anyone else present.

Hehehe, nicely done!

With a more hoarse, unpleasant laugh ringing out, a tattered dragon shadow even appeared on the grass before the woods.

Moreover, as a celebration, before the sound even faded he exhaled a mouthful of strange green dragon breath at the crowd.

Although the mages of Yangyue World know well that only the living can deal damage, upon battle they prioritize preparing various shields and restorative magic just in case.

But this time, whether it was the mages' water magic or the priests' holy light, both types of shields, upon contacting that dragon breath, were blocked for only an instant before being directly dispelled.

What?

Even if they promptly stacked shields, having already poked through a sheet of paper with a finger, poking through a second sheet would hardly take any effort.

So even if a mischievous imp managed to escape during that moment, many more were still hit squarely by that dragon breath.

But this green substance is neither fire nor ice, nor a sharp wind blade or bone spur.

Rather, it is a noxious miasma akin to a bone‑eating ulcer, like a special alchemical potion that can corrode flesh and blood.

That's corrosive dragon breath—retreat!

So the duke's warning came too late; he could only watch those few people collapse mid‑scream, turning into white bones before they even hit the ground.

How could this happen!

He also hadn't expected this evil spirit dragon to appear twice in a row; considering the previous one had only been defeated by his own trickery, now another shows up—today truly is a matter of life and death!

But with things as they are, he has no choice but to bring along his rapidly fading buffs and try to subdue this dragon, which is of higher level than the previous one, using similar means.

Yet since its level is higher, and it dares to let its companion be beaten up by this old man before entering the fray, it shows it surely has its own confidence.

Thus the duke's punch naturally went wide again; he could only watch the dragon flicker like a ghost to the other side of the crowd and, without hesitation, spew deadly dragon breath once more.

It's regrettable, but even clinging to life has its limits.

The mages and priests, having already expended nearly all their protective magic earlier, are now powerless against this successive second attack.

Thus another patch of those who failed to dodge was turned into a litter of unclaimed player accounts by that vicious dragon breath, their skeletons picked clean and gleaming.

【Please, this is clearly a horrifying scene—why crack such a cold joke?】

Fun.

Moreover, the successive battle losses made the Xiguang Duke increasingly anxious, yet no matter how hard he tried he couldn't keep up with the dragon's teleportation speed.

No way around it; he just needs to focus on the hunt, while the dragon has many things to consider.

After great effort, relying on anticipation and a feint, he barely managed to land his fist on the dragon.

Ugh—

Although this punch didn't hit his intended weak point, the Xiguang Duke's attack power is still reliable.

Thus the previously arrogant dragon was knocked into a tumbling gourd, clanking and clattering as it ate a mouthful of dirt.

However, her resilience was clearly greater than before; just as the duke was about to repeat his trick, he found the enemy had already fled swiftly.

Moreover, the hatred was locked in firmly; even if struck, it wouldn't shift its target, instead fixating on wreaking havoc on these helpless low‑level humans.

Damn it!

Now the Xiguang Duke's blood pressure, which had just dropped, spiked again; he could only keep trying to reproduce his earlier maneuver, and after two rounds he finally found another opportunity.

However, this opportunity might not be his, for when he rushed to the dragon's side, what greeted him was not its weak point but a sheet of iron‑hard dragon wing.

Then an irresistible terrifying force struck his chest, sending the Xiguang Duke flying backward like a kite with its string cut.

Hehehehehe!

Watching that human old man get smacked like a fool dozens of meters away, slamming hard into the cliff wall, the dragon let out another lewd laugh.

And after momentarily dealing with that fly, she hadn't forgotten her main quest; she turned her head to look at the humans, now dead and reduced to less than half their number.

But after experiencing such fierce survival competition, those who can still survive are naturally either lucky, smart, or simply the strongest.

So when facing such a life-or-death moment, they also summoned their own courage and, in unison, chose the same survival method.

——Exactly, that is to flee!

「Sigh, everyone has already worked hard to help the duke defeat a magic dragon; that other one surely the duke can handle on his own. 」

「Yeah, in my opinion, everyone should just not stay here and hold the duke back. 」

「How wonderful, how wonderful, I, your humble brother, am leaving! 」

The magic dragon didn't expect that this group of humans, who previously looked foolish and stupid, could flee so decisively and swiftly.

So when he and the duke, who had struggled to get up, finally reacted, they each displayed their abilities and darted out over a hundred meters.

「Dare to play me! 」

But the magic dragon's favorite thing to do is kill people's whole families; how could it possibly let these pretentiously clever meat worms go?

And under the effect of the evil spirit talent, her wings merely needed a casual flap to catch up, turning into an insurmountable wall that blocked them.

「Good heavens! 」

No matter how many times they've experienced this, it's always like a ghost; the fastest few were frightened and hurriedly tried to flee sideways to dodge.

But it was already too late, because the Dragon Family Second Sister, like her other kin, had the good habit of pre-charging her dragon breath.

So…… sigh, why did it dissipate again?

Indeed, when those few who believed they couldn't escape were preparing to close their eyes and await death, the green gas from the magic dragon's mouth suddenly dissipated.

In its place were very obvious glowing eyes, throat swallowing, and a very human-like dry mouth and thirst.

Everyone: This, could it be……

Then they saw the magic dragon reveal a mouth full of rotten teeth and pus, a smile that reeked from three li away in the wind.

「Hey hello, you're so cute, can we add contact info and chat a bit? 」

Well, this terrifying gaze is not looking at me, nor at you, so it must be looking at……

Ji Ming: "what?"

He also specially glanced at his disguise panel and found, indeed, his charm was only fifty.

——Please, I clearly suppressed it before, how could this still happen!?

Yet the fact is simply unreasonable, just as goblins like women with green skin and big noses, while dwarves like muscular girls with a full beard.

I don't know how those alchemist madbacks made it, but the evil spirit magic dragon's aesthetic is just that.

First, the finer and smaller the scales, the more beautiful; best if they are as fine as human chainmail, feeling smoother the better.

Second, having colored eyes means frivolous and lowly; only the darker the color, the better it looks.

Then, we evil spirit magic dragons are great alchemical beings, so the black scales on our heads represent nobility and strength.

Lastly, and most importantly, the horns on the head must be cool; the more unique and unconventional, the better!

Alright, let's turn our gaze to Ji Ming.

Thanks to the nourishment of various potions, even without ever using any cosmetics, his skin is smooth.

And as an East Asian person, his eyes are definitely brown, but in backlight they can appear nearly black, which counts as dark enough.

Next, since humans can't grow scales on their skulls, hair can barely count as a substitute, and Ji Ming's hair is naturally black.

As for the horns……

Bro, your bull-horn and rhino-horn combo is totally outdated; nowadays we humans are all the rage with fluorescent tubes on our heads!

So, since all the bonus points have been maxed out, Ji Ming's charm is clearly not fifty but five hundred in the eyes of the evil spirit magic dragon!

Thus the magic dragon, no longer caring about killing or not killing families, reached out with its claws, grabbed Ji Ming without a word, and flew away flapping its wings.

「Hey, let go of me! 」

This really left Ji Ming dumbfounded; he was happily watching the show, so why was he suddenly forced onto the stage?

However, there's no need to panic; the situation hasn't sunk to the worst, he chose to trust the Xiguang Duke's strength—the duke will surely come to save me no matter what he says!

In fact, that's indeed the case; here, no matter how you say it, it's still the kingdom's heartland, and the God's Chosen was snatched away by someone—does the noble's face still matter?

Therefore, the Xiguang Duke rushed a few steps, gathered power, and instantly erupted with force so great even the ground was shattered.

「Monster, don't run! 」

Without regard, like a shell fired from a cannon, he blasted toward the giant dragon flying in the air.

At this moment, the magic dragon's mindset was like a dog that had just snatched a limited item at an expo, its mind full of 「I'm winning big today! 」

So by the time she noticed the Xiguang Duke's human-shaped anti-air cannon, it was already too late; she was slammed hard in the face with a punch, letting out a painful wail.

Moreover, this punch was so heavy and powerful it knocked the magic dragon out cold on the spot.

Ji Ming: yes! yes! yes!

But theoretically speaking, the Dragon Second Sister is the pilot of this flight; now that the pilot's been knocked out by an elbow, the plane is surely going to……

Ji Ming: no! no! no!

The Xiguang Duke also realized he'd been preoccupied with anxiety, and it seemed there was a major problem with the operation.

「Don't panic, I have a way! 」

To prevent the God's Chosen little horse from being crushed flat by a big cart, after landing he quickly regrouped, bent his legs, preparing to leap up and throw another punch.

And he intended this punch to strike the magic dragon's side, making her lie on her side or simply fall flat on her back, so he could rescue the God's Chosen.

But he obviously forgot there wasn't just one magic dragon here, and given the dragon clan's vitality and recovery speed, his earlier hammer blow wouldn't be fatal.

So he had just leapt high, was about to adjust his posture and unleash a punch, when he felt a strong gust of wind strike his flank.

「Heh heh heh, you've got nothing! 」

That was the tail of the first magic dragon whipped like a lash; he couldn't dodge in midair at all, ending up being the one knocked down instead.

But this magic dragon's attack on him seemed merely incidental, since he also didn't follow up with a finishing blow, instead charging straight toward the Second Sister who was about to hit the ground.

Of course, it wasn't out of deep familial affection; he flew to rescue his sister.

He even swooped in to snatch the Divine-selected Empress who was about to lose her grip and fall, then directly flung his second sister toward the direction the duke had been blown away.

"Kekeke, keep fighting, goodbye!"

Having said that, he raised his altitude and, without looking back, grabbed the Divine-selected one and fled.

Ji Ming: "Ah?"

Leaving aside that there is one duke but two magic dragons, just considering this height, the duke could never jump up no matter how he hopped; only a powerless "Don't run" was shouted far behind.

Thus, the Holy Light Divine-selected Ji Ming, who was only over level thirty, inevitably entered the bad ending.

Ah, the demonic dragon's nest.

Ah, four black and one white.

Ah, skewered roast suckling pig.

Ah, Tom Band.

Ah, population increased by three.

Ah……

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This is merely the theoretical ending.

Being over level thirty is just a disguise; in reality, the level-sixty Ji Ming facing a wounded level-seventy demonic dragon is not without a chance to fight.

But as he hesitated whether to directly use Thunder Light Divine Power to blast the enemy into dust, or to use Suggestion Technique to make the opponent regret for a lifetime.

In the flash of lightning, he suddenly wondered why the name "Evil Spirit Dragon" seemed somewhat familiar to him.