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On the way to the Thorn Nest, the Soaring Dragon Legion did not waste any time while traveling.

The surrounding monster clans that were unwilling to join the Soaring Dragon Legion were also destroyed by them.

Some clans were torn apart and devoured by various eternally hungry monsters, while some formidable clan leaders were brought before Otto.

Originally, powerful Minotaur clans would never have wanted to follow a Silver Dragon.

But after seeing Otto’s new appearance, they immediately overturned their previous opinions.

These guys respectfully bowed down before Otto and offered their loyalty.

Similar situations continued to occur, and as the Soaring Dragon Legion advanced, the number of monsters joining the legion kept increasing.

At this, Otto sighed once again, thinking that this truly was a world that judged one based on appearance…

Thus, a bold idea that once occurred to him reappeared in his mind.

After all, to Otto now, his appearance was just a canvas he could freely manipulate.

As long as he was willing, not to mention his current world-ending demonic dragon appearance.

Transforming into a Silver Dragon with angelic wings and an incredibly pure appearance might not be impossible.

At that time, running to the Dawn Forest or other territories of good creatures would allow him to do many naughty things.

Of course, the prerequisite was that no one cast a faction detection spell at him…

But before that, he had to expand his own material library.

His current ability to change his appearance was limited, being the product of merging the features of the monsters he had devoured.

Of course, he was able to make certain changes based on his needs.

At present, it indeed suited the aesthetics and pursuit of evil creatures.

But from beginning to end, Otto’s diet was always related to evil beings.

To pretend to be a good dragon, perhaps he needed to devour creatures like unicorns or pegasi.

Unknowingly, the army of the Soaring Dragon Legion had advanced to the area below Thorn Nest.

Mother of Thorns, Cassiopeia, had been dead for three years, so the path to the Thorn Nest had become easier to find.

The green poisonous fog that had once floated above Thorn Nest had long since disappeared completely.

And because a Black Dragon now resided here, the surrounding environment had changed accordingly.

The originally relatively dry ground became damp and sticky, and the low vegetation grew lush and complicated.

At the same time, a faint mist from the Black Dragon obscured the surroundings, and some nearby water sources were polluted and decayed.

Several blind monsters vomited for a long time after drinking this unclean water.

It seemed that this place was turning into an annoying swamp.

Thus, even though they had easily found this place, the swamp-like environmental changes made most of the monsters in the Soaring Dragon Legion uncomfortable.

The monster clans entrenched here were mostly former members of the Thorn Legion loyal to the Green Dragon, with some Serpentmen lying on massive ancient tree branches, bow and arrow in hand, ready to counterattack.

And those crude wooden ladders leading to the top of the ancient tree had already been destroyed in advance.

It seemed that the Black Dragon had already learned of the Soaring Dragon Legion’s attack.

But just this was not enough to stop the crazed monster legion.

Most monsters had sharp claws and teeth, and even without the rough wooden steps, they could quickly climb to the top of the ancient tree.

However, Otto did not let the Soaring Dragon Legion do so.

Having slept for three full years, he was already suffocating.

With a body length of over fifteen meters, Otto, who resembled a world-ending demonic dragon, flew to the ancient tree, brewing terrifying energy in his mouth.He took a deep breath.

Accompanied by a earth-shaking dragon’s roar, hot flames swept through the ancient tree with terrifying momentum.

Releasing a full-power Flame Breath made Otto feel incredibly refreshed as if all his muscles were stretched out.

This ancient tree, which had grown for countless years in Nolan Forest, was suddenly ignited by the blazing flames.

Amidst the cheers of countless monsters in the Soaring Dragon Legion, the colossal ancient tree turned into a thick pillar of fire.

The top of this tree could bear the weight of an adult Green Dragon’s palace, which indicates how large its trunk diameter must be.

In his past life, this ancient tree would have undoubtedly become a world-class scenic spot when combined with its surroundings.

But now, Otto used it as firewood to play with.

Anyway, he didn’t want to live here, so why keep the ancient tree…

First there was a Green Dragon, and now a Black Dragon. Who knows if a Blue Dragon would suddenly appear and take its place.

So, it’s better to destroy it!

Actually, the gorgeous pillar of fire looked quite beautiful.

At least, the half-elf girl who used the Flight Skill to follow not far behind Otto seemed to enjoy the scene quite a lot.

Under normal circumstances, Moray would surely come out and chatter incessantly about it.

But now, he was forcefully imparting a vast amount of magical knowledge to several Kobold Sorcerers.

Before completing the task assigned by Otto, he’d be well-behaved for a while.

Otto flapped his dragon wings and flew in the sky, occasionally admiring his masterpiece with a nod of approval.

In the ruthless flames, a large number of Black Dragon’s followers screamed and struggled.

From time to time, to avoid the fire, some Serpentmen or other races would jump down from the ancient tree.

The result, however, did not improve. They either died on impact with the ground.

Or were swarmed by several Soaring Dragon Legion monsters before they could struggle to their feet, getting torn to shreds.

As the fire spread to the top of the tree, finally, the Black Dragon couldn’t bear it any longer.

With an angry dragon’s cry, a Black Dragon that looked much smaller than Otto flew out of the sea of fire.

“Who dares to burn down the palace of Evil Queen Hiltlina’s son, the destroyer of nations, the spreader of death, the master of Nolan Forest, and the Black Tyrant Ansaldo!”

Otto was somewhat speechless as he looked at the approximately twelve – meter-long Black Dragon.

The composition of Mother of Thorns, Cassiopeia’s Thorn Nest was highly flammable, especially after losing the power of the Green Dragon.

This Black Dragon had already struggled immensely just to escape the sea of fire. It was hard to believe he could recite such a long list of titles in such a short time.

It seemed like he had memorized these messy phrases long ago.

As Otto stared at him, the Black Dragon was also carefully watching Otto. To be honest, he wanted to escape…

Those damned Serpentmen, didn’t they say that this Silver Dragon would only be about eight meters long?

Take a look, a careful look! This must be at least fifteen meters long!

There’s almost a twofold difference. Though they claim they saw it with their own eyes three years ago, the difference is simply too great! It’s only been three years, how could there be such a big change!

Those bastards must have deceived him.

What he didn’t know was that the Serpentmen didn’t deceive him; it’s just that times had changed….