Chapter 575: Why Is My Career Panel in a 2D Art Style? Chapter 270

Upon hearing his name, Velda nodded in response, then climbed before Elise and said in an unyielding tone: "Let go."

"Woo"

At the rebuke, Elise reluctantly released her grip, looking wounded.

Feeling the crushing pressure vanish from her head, the black dragon gasped heavily, filled with relief at having survived.

He nervously touched his slightly deformed skull, then swallowed hard and said: "Thank you, my lord Velda."

Unfortunately, the green dragon couldn't be bothered with him, swiped her claw, and sent him crashing into the distant mountains.

After clearing away the irrelevant parties, Velda asked gently: "Elise, you've already met the young dragon from the intelligence report, haven't you? What do you think of him?"

Hearing his question, the puppy dragon lifted her head, thought for a moment, then said with extreme solemnity: "Li Ang is a good person."

"That's it?"

Velda's expression stiffened, clearly unprepared for such an answer from Elise.

"Mm." Elise nodded earnestly, then quickly added, as if remembering something: "He also cooks very well."

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The green dragon's face twitched involuntarily, falling into silence.

Had the branch not restricted contestants' power levels, she would have entered the arena herself.

Unfortunately, that group of battle-crazed fools completely failed to understand her intentions, wasting such a golden opportunity to recruit that talented dragon just for amusement.

Fortunately, Elise was strong enough to win the final victory.

But the problem is

This little foolish dragon struggles to understand complex orders.

After silently cursing in her mind, she asked wearily: "Is that all? For instance, how does the little one view chromatic dragons and metallic dragons? Or whether he believes dragons should rule this world."

Velda wanted to know these things, not whether he cooked well.

Unfortunately, these questions were still too difficult for the puppy dragon.

Elise shook her head slightly, indicating she had no knowledge of such matters.

Seeing she could extract no useful information, the green dragon sighed silently and changed the subject: "Forget it. Let's talk about cooking instead. Elise, is your size related to that little one?"

Upon hearing the word "cooking," the puppy dragon's eyes lit up instantly.

But just as she was about to speak, her movement froze, then she shook her head softly: "It has nothing to do with Li Ang."

Seeing Elise's reaction, Velda still wore a smile on her face, but a flicker of coldness passed through her eyes.

She hadn't expected this tool dragon, after just one outing, would already show signs of betrayal—she wondered what kind of bewitching nonsense that young dragon had fed it.

As this thought flashed through her mind, the green dragon uttered a noncommittal sound: "Is that so? It seems going out has corrupted you, Elise—you're even daring to lie to me now."

As she spoke, she raised her right claw, now glowing with green light, and pointed it at Elise.

"Then this attack shall serve as your punishment."

Before she finished speaking, Elise had already flown a great distance away.

Seeing the puppy dragon about to vanish from sight, Velda calmly tapped her right claw.

In the next instant, Elise's body was coated in a foul-smelling green hue, then plummeted toward the ground.

After completing this, the green dragon glanced at the surrounding dragons, snorted coldly, and flew toward the spot where Elise had fallen, amid the fearful gazes of the others.

Yet at that moment, a breath of molten lava suddenly shot toward her.

"Excellent, Elise." Facing the attack hurtling toward her, Velda's face twisted into a cold smile. "It seems you truly need a lesson—to understand what proper hierarchy means."

A tool should behave like a tool—obedient, as before—never develop its own thoughts like this.

But it doesn't matter. A proper correction will suffice; that simple-minded aberrant dragon beyond can still serve her.

In the span of a single breath, the molten breath that had carved a long trench across the earth was completely corroded by the sickly green light.

As leader of the most extreme faction within the Tiamat branch, Velda possessed power sufficient to crush every dragon present.

Now, watching Elise stagger away, she slowly unfurled her enormous wings, vast enough to blot out the sky.

Seeing this, the dragons who had been watching scattered like birds and beasts.

They had no desire to be caught in Velda's attack—after all, it was a punishment worse than death.

Ignoring the thoughts of her subordinates, the green dragon's massive body pulsed with sickly green light.

Yet just as she was about to strike, a brilliant golden light suddenly tore through the sky and arrived before her in an instant.

Feeling the piercingly sharp aura, Velda's pupils shrank sharply.

The next moment, the golden light, like a blade, slammed into a wall of sickly green energy.

Blinding light wove into a storm, carving massive wounds across the earth.

At the same time, a voice devoid of emotion suddenly echoed in the arena.

"My little puppy has been under your care, hasn't she?"