Upon hearing these generous words, Forbes was shocked.

The sense of mission and pride as a citizen of the Dragon Slaying Empire arises spontaneously!

This is a warrior who wants to slay the dragon!

The dragon-slaying warrior is like a star in the entire Iriland Empire.

But can this warrior really succeed in slaying the dragon?

Born in Airland, a place full of legends about dragon slaying, Forbes admired dragon slayers but also deeply understood how difficult it was to slay dragons.

The dragon has thick scales, which become increasingly difficult to penetrate as it gets older.

The giant dragon possesses incredible magic, and is more difficult and destructive than those sorcerers.

The dragon has majestic limbs and great strength. It can destroy cities and demolish villages with a collision, and its breath can burn everything.

Most importantly, the dragon can fly.

When it finds that the enemy is similar in strength to itself or is invincible, the cunning dragon will drop a harsh word and fly away.

Then there was endless harassment.

You don't even dare to sleep, because it is very likely that the moment you fall asleep, a blazing dragon's breath will fall from the sky.

Now, since the black dragon did not fly away, it means that the dragon slayer is weak and it feels confident.

And now it is obvious that the dragon slayer's words have completely angered the black dragon!

"You want to slay a dragon!? Jie Jie Jie!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and the dragon chanted an ancient and obscure language.

Forbes knew that it was Dragon Word Magic!

The black dragon's wings stretched out, already tending to cover the sky. It raised one claw to the sky, and more and more ashes filled the air around it. Its eyes shone like lava, and its wings clicked.

Noise, suddenly open!

At a certain moment, the world suddenly turned dark!

The sun was obscured by dark clouds, and a huge meteorite fell from the sky.

"boom!"

The terrifying explosion and shock wave struck together. Forbes saw the ashes dancing wildly with the airflow like fish. He saw the strong wind rolling up the roof tiles and the crumbling bricks falling one after another. Then light and heat came one after another. He squinted.

With sour eyes and tears in the corners of his eyes, he closed his eyes, and in his mind was only the shadow of the dragon raging.

This is the dragon!

Forbes sighed in his heart.

No matter how much he admired the dragon slayer, he still praised the dragon's greatness when he actually faced it.

Such a legendary creature born for battle is simply one of the most wonderful works of the Creator.

Forbes has seen a dragon.

In the royal capital of Airland, a place where every inch of land is precious and the political center of the entire empire, there is a red dragon crawling near the city gate of the royal palace all year round.

The red dragon's aura was powerful and its size was comparable to the palace of Elliland.

Every time King Airland appears, it will kneel down and salute like a dog, placing its head humbly at King Airland's feet. Occasionally, King Airland will stretch his feet on the scales.

Wipe the soles of your shoes.

Forbes can say with certainty that the imprisoned red dragon must be stronger than the black dragon. However, in comparison, the red dragon does not have the aura that a giant dragon should have. The aura on its body has long been lost in the long years of groveling.

It was gradually obliterated, and it was not a real dragon at all.

Forbes thinks that the red dragon is just a pug in dragon skin.

Now this black dragon is the real dragon.

I don't know what happened to the dragon slayer. The battlefield was shrouded in gray embers, and nothing could be seen clearly.

But since there was no movement, the dragon slayer must be dead.

Forbes shook his head regretfully.

It is true that he admires dragon slayers, but he also understands that slaying dragons is really difficult, and not everyone has the luck and strength to become a hero.

"It's time to go back." He murmured to himself.

Then he took his spies and turned around to return to the Ireland Empire to report the situation.

Before I had taken two steps, I heard exclamations and gasps coming from around me.

Forbes frowned and looked back.

I saw the dark clouds gradually parting, and a beam of sunshine falling among the ashes, gradually dispersing the surrounding fog.

A heroic man stood in the ruins, bathed in the sun. He was about two and a half meters tall, almost comparable to those barbarians. His naked and strong chest was scarred and full of blood, and his broken armor hung like rags.

On his waist, a broken sword was thrust diagonally into the ruins beside him.

After a while, he slowly opened his hands, then raised his head and roared.

The vigorous roar pierced Qing Ming!

Forbes' pupils shrank, and he saw the dragon's corpse lying at the man's feet. A broken dragon horn was stained with hot dragon blood and was as red as flames.

The dragon is actually dead!

Successfully slaying the dragon!?

This is even more shocking news than the fact that the black dragon is still alive.

"His Majesty the Black Dragon...is he dead?"

"How can it be?"

The surrounding Anlius residents looked stunned.

Obviously they have gradually become familiar with the existence of the Black Dragon. It is obvious that their lives have become better and better under the rule of the Black Dragon Emperor, but now new variables have occurred.

Will that dragon slayer become the new king?

Will he be a qualified manager?

People don't know, and they instinctively feel panicked when faced with the unknown. For civilians, what they fear most is the sudden change in the surrounding environment.

Life is already very difficult.

Someone had already taken out hoes and other farm tools from home, and they silently surrounded the dragon slayer.

The dragon slayer seems to have been seriously injured. If he can be killed, will everything go back to where it started?

But after all, they are just ordinary farmers.

Su Nian just raised his head, a flash of intimidating blood flashed in his red-gold eyes, and the people who gathered around abandoned their armor and fled.

Rolls-Royce lay quietly on the ground, holding his breath and pretending to be dead.

The broken dragon horn is a prop carved from stone.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ

The scarlet dragon's blood is also pig's blood. You can get as much as you want. They are all props that have been prepared in advance.

All this was done to show off to the spies of the Ireland Empire.

As for why Su Nian can manage time so well.

Just look at the group of harpies standing guard on the top of the palace.

What a good scout~

"The dragon is dead. From now on, I will be the king!"

Su Nian pulled out the broken sword next to him, raised it high, and a majestic roar echoed throughout the royal city.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the tower near the Royal City Gate. There stood a middle-aged man, his eyes filled with complexity and excitement.

Su Nian knew that his plan had been successful.

A group of black-armored knights came to his side, held up his "shaky" body, and pointed their weapons at the surrounding residents with eager eyes.

These black-armored knights are what he uses to show his identity, and they are also performed in order to make all subsequent explanations consistent with common sense.

If the expectation is good.

Those spies from the Airland Empire will soon visit him with the token of the Airland Empire.
Chapter completed!