Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress-Chapter 391 - 246 Black Lotus Demon King Lance

Lance had not expected to encounter a Demon King-level Three-headed Demon Dragon in the Land of Chaos and Disorder.

The Magic Dragon had been out of sight in The Abyss for a long time. According to the information he had previously gathered, a very long time ago, the Magic Dragon race was part of the Abyss Royal Family. Then, for reasons unknown, the Magic Dragon race abruptly disappeared from The Abyss.

Gradually, the Magic Dragon race became a legend in The Abyss. During his time studying there, he had heard quite a few rumors related to the Magic Dragon race.

He had never seen a Magic Dragon, though there were occasional rumors that a Magic Dragon had been spotted in some region.

Quite nice.

If he had encountered a Magic Dragon while he was studying in The Abyss, he might not have been able to defeat it.

Now, however....just perfect.

He had just reached a cooperation agreement with a Demon King who neighbored the Three-headed Demon Dragon’s territory in the morning. In the afternoon, he entered the Three-headed Demon Dragon’s territory, and before he could even make a stir, he was locked onto by the Three-headed Demon Dragon.

Upon seeing him, the Three-headed Demon Dragon didn’t waste time talking; it directly attacked him with Dragon Breath. Each of the three Magic Dragon heads controlled a type of energy.

Death, Blaze, Poison Fog.

The center head’s Dragon Breath could strip away the vitality of any living creature.

The left head’s Dragon Breath turned everywhere it reached into a sea of fire.

The right head’s Poison Fog could form a Poison Fog Barrier. Even strong individuals with high resistance might not be able to escape the Poison Fog Barrier created by the Three-headed Demon Dragon.

He was trapped within the Poison Fog Barrier created by the Three-headed Demon Dragon on purpose; he wanted to test his own resistance to poison.

It turned out that the Poison Fog Barrier was useless against him.

Not long after he had walked out of the Poison Fog Barrier, the Three-headed Demon Dragon sensed him and immediately entangled with him.

At this moment, Lance stood atop the thick branches of an ancient tree, with the Three-headed Demon Dragon not far opposite him, sizing him up.

The scales and horns on the Magic Dragon were gray, and its slit pupils were blood red.

In The Abyss, most members of the Demon Race had blood red pupils, which is why in the Human World, blood red eyes were also known as "Demon’s Eye."

Fortunately, as time passed, the major temples in the Human World gradually stopped paying attention to humans with blood red eyes and no longer regarded these individuals as potential "demons."

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"Three-headed Demon Dragon, I have no intention of challenging your authority by entering your territory. I am here to propose cooperation, to ask for a small favor from you, and not to replace you. So, there’s no need for you to be so hostile toward me," Lance said.

"Ha—"

The center gray Magic Dragon head sneered, revealing a mocking smile in its slit pupils, "If you truly came to the Land of Chaos and Disorder with good intentions, the Nine-headed Hydra Demon next door wouldn’t have been beaten by you so severely that you almost severed one of its serpent heads.

Dragonborn, your presence has disrupted the balance of this Land of Chaos and Disorder. Had you not set foot in my territory, I could have turned a blind eye to your existence.

But since you have entered my domain, there are only two possible outcomes for you: one, be killed by me; two, become one of my subjects.

You have just proven with your strength that you are worthy of becoming my subject. Dragonborn, sign a subject contract with me; that’s your only chance of leaving here alive," the Magic Dragon declared.

Lance grinned. The stronger the dragon race, the more they liked to subdue powerful beings from different races to become their subjects, just as most powerful beings wish to have a Giant Dragon as their throne.

He, too, was fond of powerful beings from different races. Unfortunately... he couldn’t afford to maintain beings of that caliber, even though he could let them sustain themselves. But in that case, why would they want to be his subjects?

"I’m not interested in becoming someone else’s subject, and generally, unless it’s necessary, I don’t like to come into conflict with other creatures.

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If we can resolve issues through discussion, I’d be happy to sit down and talk with you, rather than fighting to the death," he said.

"Magic Dragon, I’ve entered your territory for one purpose only: to ask for your help. Of course, in exchange, I will give you a gift as a token of my sincerity."

This time, all three heads of the Magic Dragon grinned simultaneously. Such a naive Dragonborn, did he think this was one of those ’orderly’ cities?

Even in ’orderly’ cities, without status or power, if you wanted to ask for help from the Royal Family, you’d need to see if you were qualified enough.

In the Land of Chaos and Disorder, it’s even more straightforward. If you want a Demon King-level demon to help you, either conquer them with strength or be killed by the Demon King or become its subordinate.

Beyond that, there were no other choices.

If you seek to rely on my power, then you must conquer me with your strength or take my position as Demon King and assimilate and inherit all my forces.

Empty words, offering services, they are of no use to the Demon Kings of the Land of Chaos and Disorder."

The final word dropped, and the three heads of the Three-headed Demon Dragon simultaneously breathed Dragon Breath at Lance, engulfing him, who stood on the tree, with three different energies.

The sturdy ancient tree beneath Lance’s feet turned to ash instantly.

The three Dragon Breaths lasted for several minutes.

Not dead yet.

The Dragonborn had withstood his Dragon Breath once again.

"You’re right, playing the gentleman in the Land of Chaos and Disorder, offering services, does seem a bit foolish. It’s been a long time since I’ve been active in The Abyss, and I’d forgotten about that. It might also have to do with my practice of cultivating my nature.

You might not believe me if I told you, but actually, a very long time ago... my temperament wasn’t so great either," he confessed.