I Am Not A Goblin Slayer

The pride of True Dragons is innate, coupled with the fact that although these young dragons may have had to sign a black-hearted contract with the Green Dragon Queen for various reasons, their treatment is still quite good.

Usually they live a pampered life, surrounded by creatures serving them as slaves.

Even when they occasionally encounter creatures temporarily stronger than them, those will not flaunt their power in front of them; on the contrary, out of respect for the Green Dragon Queen, the attitude toward the young dragons remains relatively courteous.

The contrast makes it all the more shocking.

Especially the young Black Dragon currently fighting against Hephaestus; its morale has clearly declined significantly.

The panic in its heart affected its actual combat performance. Already at a disadvantage in the battle with Hephaestus, its defensive actions have become misshapen due to imbalance, allowing Hephaestus to bite off a chunk of flesh.

In the sky, the Blue Dragon, preparing what seems like lightning magic within the storm clouds, also showed fear deep in its eyes.

Despite priding itself as the strongest dragon in the Dragon’s Nest, not thinking much of its dragon companions, this does not prevent the feeling of sadness and despair.

Now, the Black Dragon is pinned down by that Red Dragon, one Green Dragon is dead, and another Green Dragon is being suppressed in a similar manner.

If it doesn’t fight for its life, the next one to fall will be itself.

”Roar!”

Thinking of this, the magic power within its body burns fiercely like an ignited furnace.

In an instant, the level of activity surged dramatically.

The Blue Dragon’s magic talent allows it to reach a meticulous level of control over its internal magic power.

When needing to fight desperately, it can rapidly circulate its magic power in a short time to enhance the effect of its spells.

Now is precisely this critical moment.

It raised its head and roared.

Its abdomen began to swell within a few breaths; from afar, its massive body emitted a blinding light, resembling a ball-shaped lightning suspended in mid-air.

Thousands of Thunder Serpents roamed around like guardian spirits, enhancing its translucent blue scales.

”Boom!”

In the next moment, a pillar of lightning as thick as a water tank shot out from its dragon’s mouth.

The lightning pillar penetrated upwards into the dense, pitch-black storm clouds.

”Buzzing!”

The heavens seemed to respond to the Blue Dragon’s call.

Around the valley, the Jackal-Wolf People trapped in a silent birdcage saw the ominous cloud cover like the apocalypse descending, and their monstrous faces showed fear and awe.

However, before they could admire the power of their master, several tall figures were slowly approaching amidst the lightning and thunder in the distance.

”Boom!”

With the brief light brought by the lightning, they saw several large goblins, towering and much more robust than normal goblins.

”Boom!”

One of the goblins leapt high, crashing into the camp amidst the horrified expressions of the Jackal-Wolf People.

With one strike of the Wolf Fang Club, dozens of Jackal-Wolf People around transformed into minced flesh.

While Gauss was battling the young dragons, he silently deployed numerous clay summoned creatures to sweep through the surrounding monster servants.

Elsewhere, Gauss opened his eyes, showing a slightly dissatisfied expression on his face.

He glanced at the already drained Green Dragon corpse.

Its ability to provide true dragon bloodline had been exhausted.

Regretfully, the bloodline power provided by the Green Dragon corpse was not enough to advance his dragon breed to the next quality.

Of course, it wasn’t because this Green Dragon’s bloodline was impure; it was indeed a pureblood True Dragon of the True Dragon Banner.

But he could feel that the bloodline power he absorbed seemed diminished, resulting in only a small portion reaching his body.

Furthermore, despite its pure bloodline, its strength compared to a true adult Giant Dragon was too weak, far from fully developed, so its life force power was also far from its peak.

If he absorbed the power from an adult Giant Dragon or an older one whose absolute level had already surpassed the Extraordinary Tier, he felt the progress would be much greater, possibly even completing advancement on the spot.

But one isn’t enough; no worries.

Gauss’s gaze turned to the other three dragons present.

Absorb them, and the dragon breed might reach a higher realm.

If quality isn’t enough, quantity will suffice.

The closest one is the female Green Dragon struggling against Bigby’s Hand suddenly felt a chilling sensation from his gaze.

It felt like this mysterious human-like creature was looking at it as if it were prey.

Unfortunately, after a single glance from Gauss, he no longer paid attention to it.

What now interests him more is the Blue Dragon in the sky.

It is, indeed, the strongest of the four dragons.

Gauss refrained from taking action against it initially due to his considerations.

Among the four dragons, the young Blue Dragon is the most cunning, always keeping its distance, which for dragons with innate physical superiority over most creatures, is even considered cowardly.

Moreover, it always kept defensive spells ready, and Gauss worried that he couldn’t subdue it quickly, potentially exposing his own tactics, losing the advantage of strategic surprise.

If the Blue Dragon held him down at that moment, and the other young dragons launched ranged attacks from afar, he could indeed find it challenging to break the stalemate.

Now, it seems that his strategy cannot be considered flawless, but at least he himself is relatively satisfied.

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.