Chapter 573: How is my profession panel anime-styled? Chapter 270

Hearing her name, Vilda first nodded in response, then crawled in front of Iris and said with an irresistible tone: "Let go."

"Woo..."

Facing the rebuke, Iris let go somewhat wronged.

Feeling the huge force on his head withdraw, the black dragon gasped for air, his heart full of the joy of surviving a disaster.

He touched his head, which was vaguely somewhat deformed, with lingering fear, then swallowed his saliva and said: "Tha... thank you, Lord Vilda."

Unfortunately, the green dragon was too lazy to pay attention to him, waved her claws, and smashed him fiercely into the mountain range in the distance.

After cleaning up the irrelevant personnel, Vilda asked with a gentle tone: "Iris, you should have already seen that little dragon cub in the intelligence, right? How do you feel about him?"

Hearing her question, the little dog dragon raised her head and thought for a moment, then said quite solemnly: "Li Ang is a good person."

"...That's it?"

Vilda's expression stiffened, seemingly not expecting Iris to give such an answer.

"Mm." Iris nodded honestly, but immediately after, as if she had thought of something, she hurriedly added: "The cooking is also very delicious."

"..."

The green dragon's dragon face twitched, and she fell into silence.

If it weren't for the fact that the branch had limited the strength of the contestants at the time, she would have really been prepared to go on the field herself.

Unfortunately, that group of battle maniacs couldn't understand her good intentions at all, and actually wasted such a great opportunity to win over that genius giant dragon just for fun.

Fortunately, Iris was strong enough, which was how she obtained the final victory.

But the problem was...

This little silly dragon was very difficult to understand the complex orders she gave.

After cursing in her heart, she asked somewhat helplessly: "Was there nothing else? For example, how does that little guy view chromatic dragons and metal dragons, or does he feel that giant dragons should be the masters of this world."

Vilda wanted to know these things, not whether the cooking was delicious or not.

It was just a pity that these questions were ultimately somewhat difficult for the little dog dragon.

Iris shook her head slightly, indicating she didn't know.

Seeing that she couldn't ask any useful information, the green dragon sighed silently, and turned to ask another question: "Forget it, let's talk about cooking; is your body size related to that little guy?"

Hearing the two words "cooking," the little dog dragon's eyes lit up.

But just as she wanted to say something, her movements paused suddenly, then she shook her head and whispered: "It has nothing to do with Li Ang."

Seeing Iris's performance, Vilda, although still hanging a smile on her face, flashed a trace of imperceptible coldness in her eyes.

She didn't expect that this tool dragon had only gone out for a trip and already had signs of rebellion; she didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup that little dragon cub in the intelligence had poured into it.

As such a thought flashed through her mind, the green dragon let out a noncommittal sound: "Is that so... it seems you've learned to be bad after going out for a trip, Iris, actually daring to deceive me."

As she spoke, she raised her right claw, which had condensed green light at some unknown time, toward Iris.

"Since that's the case, let this attack be a punishment."

Before she could finish her sentence, Iris had already flown quite a distance away.

Seeing that the little dog dragon was about to fly out of her line of sight, Vilda pointed her right claw unhurriedly.

In the next moment, Iris's body was plated with a layer of green emitting a foul odor, and then she fell toward the ground.

After doing all this, the green dragon glanced at the giant dragons present, then snorted coldly, and flew toward the position where Iris fell amidst the fearful gazes of the crowd.

However, just at this moment, a lava-like breath suddenly shot toward her.

"Very good, Iris." Facing the attack that was about to hit her, Vilda revealed an icy smile on her face. "It seems I really have to give you a lesson this time, to let you properly understand what is called order of respect and inferiority."

A tool should look like a tool; it should just obey orders obediently like before, instead of having its own thoughts like now.

But it didn't matter; just correct it properly, and that variant dragon in the distance with a simple mind could continue to be used by her.

In just a breath, the lava breath that plowed a long trench on the earth was corroded by the sickly green light.

As the leader of the extreme radical faction in the Tiamat branch, Vilda possessed the power to crush all the giant dragons present.

At this moment, she looked at Iris, who was stumbling and fleeing to the distance, and slowly spread her huge wings that were enough to cover the sky.

Seeing this scene, the giant dragons who were watching the show scattered like birds and beasts.

They didn't want to be affected by Lord Vilda's attack; after all, that was a punishment worse than death.

Not paying attention to what her subordinates were thinking in their hearts, the green dragon's huge dragon body was constantly surging with sickly green light.

However, just as she was about to launch an attack, a brilliant golden light suddenly tore through the sky and arrived before her in the blink of an eye.

Feeling that incomparably sharp aura, Vilda's pupils shrank.

In the next moment, the golden light, like a sharp sword, slammed fiercely into a sickly green wall.

The dazzling light intertwined into a storm, tearing huge wounds on the earth.

At the same time, a voice that couldn't hear emotions rang out in the field.

"My little dog has been taken care of by you, huh."