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The day to fight the Black Dragon had arrived.

Apart from the Quilboar Longfang, leading a group of relatively well-behaved monsters to stay in the Land of the Soaring Dragon, Krom also applied to stay behind.

This orc still had a wife and daughter to care for.

Meanwhile, many monsters had already started to advance towards the central region of Nolan Forest in succession.

News about the two Dragonborn monsters, Battle Lizardman Red Scale and Gnoll Warwick, had already spread uproariously throughout the outer city.

Now, almost every monster knew roughly what had happened.

The reason these two common and even very lowly monsters could become so powerful was entirely due to the grace of the Silver Dragon Lord.

What excited them further was the news that came from the inner city.

The Lizardmen of the Dragon Eye Clan claimed that as long as they could achieve merits that satisfied the Silver Dragon Lord, this grace could be bestowed upon anyone.

And this battle against the Black Dragon was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

Apart from the outer city monsters, the Lizardmen and Ogres living in the inner city were also eager for this grace.

This was no exception for the higher-ranking members such as Link and Gaz.

But before they set off, Saru suddenly sought out Otto.

Although the old lizardman now appeared more energetic than the younger ones of his kind, he had a slightly worried look on his face.

He respectfully knelt before Otto and said, “Your Majesty, there is something I don’t know if I should say…”

After getting Otto’s consent, Saru continued, “Your Majesty, as for the Serpent Clan and other monsters who are unwilling to join the Soaring Dragon Legion,

I wonder how you would like them to be handled.”

Most of the monsters mentioned by the old lizardman were survivors of the Thorn Legion, and they had luckily not participated directly in the Twin Dragons Battle that changed the situation in Nolan Forest. “Why do you think they are unwilling to join the Soaring Dragon Legion?” Otto counter-questioned Saru, but the latter did not respond.

Everyone knew the reason, but who would dare to be upfront about it?

Could Saru tell Otto directly that it was because the monsters looked down on him since he was a Silver Dragon?

Even if it was just a Black Dragon that had sprung up from somewhere, the

Serpentmen in the heart of Nolan Forest would prefer to kneel and lick it up.

Even though that Black Dragon had just matured and had been beaten up after provoking the Land of the Soaring Dragon only once.

But it was still a genuine Evil Dragon, which met the aesthetics of most evil monsters.

Otto was actually well aware of this, especially after his recent slumber when the vicious spikes on his body had become smoother.

His more neutral appearance made him look more like a holy and kind dragon, which was also the reason for Saru’s visit this time.

If he showed up with this kind of image, not to mention those stubborn Serpentmen, many monsters within the Soaring Dragon Legion might consider turning against him after seeing him.

But for Otto at present, outward appearance was only a blank canvas.

As long as he wished, he could add or change it at will.

He smiled and, in the astonished gaze of the old lizardman, his appearance underwent a drastic change.

Evil and destructive barbs rapidly grew on his body, while his once smooth dragon horns became twisted and hideous.

His chest became broader and stronger, and a heavy armor layer emerged from his smooth body surface, giving off a dominant and imposing shape.

His body, along with his tail, grew numerous steel-saw-like teeth, making his tail and body as terrifying as sharp chainsaws.lf he was unlucky enough to be drawn, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this point, Otto looked nothing like a benevolent dragon, except for the color of his scales. His entire body seemed to be covered in evil armor.

Furthermore, with those pair of crimson eyes, he looked even more wicked and ferocious compared to the adult Red Dragon, Sitte Bragg.

Saru, who had been standing nearby all along, swore that any monster yearning for evil would tremble with excitement upon seeing Otto like this.

“You are… unrivaled!”

The old lizardman finally sighed in relief, while also expressing admiration.

As long as they met Otto now, he believed the ideas of the serpentmen and those unwilling to join the Soaring Dragon Legion would change.

Saru bowed respectfully to say goodbye as there were many matters related to the Soaring Dragon Legion that he needed to handle.

If he was still in his old and frail state, the old lizardman would be helpless and probably leave everything to the goblin Gaz.

But now things were different. With his newfound energy, he would not allow a goblin to hold all military power.

After Saru left, under Otto’s direction, a group of ogres brought him a large supply of food, or rather, fresh ingredients.

Transforming his body that much took an enormous amount of energy and stamina, so of course, he needed to replenish himself.

As it turned out, acting tough was pretty tiring…

Sofia’s quick cooking skill proved extremely useful. With the necessary condiments, she quickly turned a lively giant wild boar into a roast pig.

Just as Otto enjoyed the food with content, Moray, who had returned to his factory-fresh state, floated over.

“In my thousands of years of living, I have never seen a Silver Dragon as bizarre as you…”

Moray circled around Otto, “Yes, the appearance is not bad. If placed in the

Dark Domain, you might be worshipped as a deity by some ignorant races!”

Otto nonchalantly threw a handful of Cockatrice meat into his mouth and said indifferently, “I am already a god in Nolan Forest!”

“How arrogant!”

Moray sneered, “When you truly come into contact with the greatness of the gods, you won’t dare to speak like this…”

“Perhaps, but for now…”

With a full stomach, Otto stared at Moray, demanding, “I hope you can teach a few apprentices as soon as possible, and someone must learn the Soul Splitting Skill! I need to test some ideas…

“How interesting, you want me to waste my precious time teaching students?” The demonic face on the ruby displayed a disgusted expression.

Soon, Moray continued, “I have taught many Svirfneblin and Dore Elves, but that was because I lacked people to help me with magical research.” “But now, with Princess Sofia’s help, I don’t need those clumsy humanoids.”

That was true, but our legendary Witch Demon Moray seemed to forget one thing.

Sofia had always been on Otto’s side.

“We’re suspending our research temporarily!”

The Half-Elf girl said indifferently amidst Moray’s despair, “We’ll resume the research once you complete the task given to you by the big, dumb dragon!”

“No, no! You can’t do this!”

As Moray protested, Otto opened his terrifyingly wide mouth, and his voice was deep and terrifying.

“If you can’t manage it, I don’t mind using you as a test subject in their place!”

Moray was frightened, and at the same time, he guessed what Otto wanted to experiment with.

“World Devourer, this title really suits you!”