Chapter 116: I must kill that dragon

Half a month later.

Ackerman's Domain.

The lord's manor, inside the study.

"Vyse! Remember! Don't go out of the manor these days, stay at home, okay?"

Vyse's mother, sitting on a chair, said to her daughter in a serious voice.

"Mother, is there something going on in the territory?"

Vyse, a blonde girl who looked much better than she had half a month ago, sat down and slowly flipped through a sheepskin book in her hands.

On the cover of this sheepskin book, there was a sheep's head skull.

"In the last half month, I have received nearly ten cases of missing persons, and throughout the whole territory, several teams of guards have been sent to patrol around the clock, but the culprit cannot be found!"

Vyse's mother, looking a little distressed.

"Perhaps it was a spellcaster who did the crime... Mother doesn't need my help?"

"Didn't I just say that to you? Stay at home and stay there! Don't go anywhere! I'll take care of the territory."

Vyse's mother had just finished speaking and left again in a hurry.

Vyse was left alone in the room.

She gently closed the book, a dark look in her eyes flickered away, and slowly stood up and went to the study window.

She looked out of the window.

In the street, a group of guards patrolling the streets looked on with a stony expression.

Vyse laughed lightly at this and her whole body was surrounded by black mist, disappearing without a moment's notice.

Night.

A few dozen metres below the estate.

Two figures suddenly appeared in the dimly lit basement, followed by a mass of crimson flames that appeared out of nowhere.

It illuminated the surrounding area.

The walls around the small basement, which was only a dozen square feet, were actually stained with blood.

On the floor, even more limbs and flesh could be seen everywhere.

The whole basement was as terrifying as an abyssal purgatory.

The smell of blood was so thick that it could almost make people gag.

A villager, dressed in sackcloth and about thirty years old, was tied to an iron pillar stuck in the ground, his mouth was gagged and tied with a ball of black cloth.

Next to him, there was another iron pillar with the spots of blood removed and no one in sight.

This villager, upon seeing the sudden appearance of the two figures, had a look of utter terror in his eyes.

"Wooooooooooo! Wooooooooooo!"

He couldn't stop whimpering as his body struggled frantically, and the lower half of his body was instantly damp and smelly.

"Hummmmmmmmm~"

Beside the two figures, another sheep-headed skeleton floated in mid-air in silence, its flame-like eyes gazing intently at the villager before looking to its side.

Vyse, a young blonde girl, carried another villager with an expressionless face as she expertly tied this one slowly to another iron post.

"Vyse Ackerman! I was right about you! You are a man who would give up everything for revenge!

It is hard to imagine that a human being can control the quality of every soul to a medium level!

Vyse Ackermann! I like you more and more!"

The sheep-headed skeleton kept emitting a cold laugh.

"Thank you, Lord Zod, it is an honour." Vyse said with a small smile.

Casually, she lifted the sleep spell of the villager who had just been tied up.

The villager woke up bewildered, and upon seeing Vyse, first gave a few whimpers of joy, but immediately, realising that he was tied up and his surroundings were terrifyingly horrible, he instantly felt something was wrong.

Vyse then turned her attention back to the villagers who had been here earlier and whispered.

"The souls of humans are the sweetest food for demons, the more fearful, scared, desperate, hated, the sweeter the soul.

Human souls, on the other hand, are the easiest to manipulate and ripen, just let them witness some interesting scenes and make them understand that they themselves will be next ..."

Vyse said as she gently caressed the villager's face, and at the other's eyes, which were so horrified that they almost fainted, asked again in a soft voice.

"What is the quality of your soul, again, as a ripe harvest?"

Tear!

As her words fell, the villager's face was violently ripped open!

"Oooh !!!!"

"Hold your horses! It's all just beginning! You can take your time and enjoy everything that comes after! Offer up your most desperate soul to the great Lord Zod Nerok!"

Tear ~ snicker ~ pffffffft~

A series of strange noises continued to resound within this basement, accompanied by a low whine that wanted to scream but couldn't.

Eventually, all that was left of the villagers in front of Vyse was a pile of skeletons.

A dark, black spirit slowly floated out of it.

The spirit resembled the villager's in life, but his body was broken, his eyes were hollow and constantly bleeding, and his ears and nose were all gone!

"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!"

This spirit, which had hissed continuously since its appearance, floated around Vyse, scratching the maiden with its claws.

But everything the spirit did, the moment it touched the maiden, it penetrated through.

The other villager next to this one was unharmed, but his body had long been soaked and his lower body was so muddy that he passed out.

Just now, he had witnessed the whole process of the villager next to him being tortured.

As an ordinary man, he simply could not look on with straight eyes.

But Miss Vyse, no! It should be the demon named Vyse! Every time, she would use a spell to fix him and force him to watch!

Watching how the villagers next to him were being tortured, and then whispering to him that he was next!

Under this immense mental pressure, the villager fainted several times, and was awakened several times by Vyse.

It was only when Vyse had completely finished with the villager next to him that he passed out 'happily'.

"Lord Zod Neroc, what quality of soul is this time?"

Vyse asked softly, ignoring the horrible souls in front of her.

"Hummmmmmmmm ... This is a soul of higher quality! It sure looks sweet! Ah! What a way to make me hold back a little!"

The sheep-headed skeleton hissed and fiercely opened its mouth and sucked in the terrifying black soul!

"Oooooooh, delicious! It's just so delicious!

Vesper Ackerman! Keep going! It won't be long before I can briefly open the passage between the Aeolian continent and the Abyss, and when my demon army descends, killing a mere five-coloured dragon will be a breeze!"

The soul fire in the sheep-headed skeleton's eyes flickered uncontrollably, and his mouth opened to growl.

"So, how much more is missing?"

"To lift the first batch of demons, we need at least twenty more high quality souls, or another two hundred medium quality souls."

"That's too slow! This is still too slow! I must speed up!"

Vyse murmured softly.

Another month passed.

Throughout Ackerman's territory, nearly a hundred more people had disappeared! All of them with confusion, fear and despair!

Many of the people had even started to pack their belongings and move away from the territory, while Vyse's mother was in a state of anxiety.

In the basement.

Vyse had just finished off a poor villager.

A dark, high-quality soul burst out.

The sheep-headed skeleton could not wait to inhale it.

This made it laugh strangely with pleasure.

It was only after a long time that it said: "That's enough! That's enough! The energy has been stored, so we can finally take the next step!

Vyse Ackermann! I know you want me to attack the territory of that five-coloured dragon immediately.

But alas, that dragon is a legend, and with the energy I have stored up, I cannot send more of my dependents to Aeol to avenge your death!

We must build up more power!

But don't be discouraged, for I have already thought of what I should do next!

That five-coloured dragon, a lord dragon, has a city of his own, his men, his power.

The best way to face this kind of guy is to destroy his subordinate forces first!

And that, too, happens to be what a certain group of my subordinates are best at!

The sheep-headed skeleton laughed maniacally, looking particularly eerie under the dim sky.

However, when Vyse heard such laughter, she was smiling with satisfaction.

This time when they left Ackermann's territory, they were ready to take on Rand Sapphius Oakburn's five-coloured dragon!

And also because her strength was growing stronger with the gift of Zod Neroc, she could continue to collect souls in the territories of other nobles.

Half a month later.

The City of the Black King, at night.

It was a dark and windy time of night.

Rand was lying on a pile of treasures, whistling and sleeping.

He is lying on his back, his limbs spread out indecently, without any defence at all.

This is an act that no dragon would dare to do.

This is because the scales on a true dragon's abdomen, in terms of hardness alone, are definitely no match for its back.

This is also the reason why most true dragons, like to sleep on their backs.

But Rand didn't care, he was so powerful, he had many dependents, and he had five more female dragons under him, and his whole power was so inflated that even the Kingdom of Lane couldn't do anything about it.

Under such circumstances.

What else did he have to fear?

At this time, Rand was not afraid of the sky or the earth.

However, Rand, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt that something was picking at his scales.

This caused him to growl low in some confusion.

"Fiona ... you ... idiot ... stop it ... don't pick at My scales now ... hoo ... hoo hoo ..."

But half a dozen times later, he still felt something was wrong.

This caused him to gradually awaken from his half sleep, and with extreme dissatisfaction, he opened his eyes and let out a roar of anger:.

"Fiona! Didn't I tell you! Don't mess with my scales! You ..."

Rand was halfway through his roar when he suddenly stopped.

Eyes widened for a moment.

The young female dragon was lying on her back next to him, still huffing and puffing.

A female blue dragon was on his lower back, her two claws tugging at a scale on his lower abdomen!

This scale was no ordinary scale, but was used to wrap the dragon's djinn!

"What are you doing?"

Rand couldn't help but ask softly.

The female blue dragon looked up and it was Doris!

She smiled flirtatiously at Rand and threw a wink and softly said.

"Sir Rand, I know you are young and shy about this, you don't like to take the initiative do you? Then I will guide you!

Don Rand, just lie back and enjoy the pleasure afterwards!"

What the hell are you talking about!"

Rand's face instantly changed wildly and with a stomp of his hind legs, he kicked the female blue dragon Doris tens of meters away!

THUD!!!

The entire ground shook gently as the female Rand's massive body landed on the ground.

With this, the green dragon that had been residing in the tree cave burrowed out of it.

The two blue dragons that had been resting underground also burrowed out.

The little female dragon was also rubbing her eyes and asked, "Rand ... Did something happen? Why is it so noisy? Is it dawn yet?"

"Oh! Lord Rand! You're just too rough! But I like it! Come on! Use an even wilder stance on me!"

The female blue dragon, Doris, gave the ground a jerk of her tail and spread her limbs in an extremely wild low roar.

The few female dragons around them saw this and took another look at Rand's expression and seemed to understand something.

This made them look a little worse for wear.

"You bitch dragon! How dare you gluttonize my body! Seek death!"

Rand was furious, leaping straight up from the ground and coming in front of the female blue dragon in a flash, and without ceremony, he pinned her to the ground and gave her a wild beating!

Pang! Pang! Pang! Pang!

"Ah! Lord Rand! Oh! Harder! Hit me! Ow-ho! That's what it feels like!"

The female blue dragon couldn't stop shouting, but her expression was slowly becoming intoxicated.

It was obvious that she had been beaten up by Rand and her scales were shattered and blood was coming out, but what was wrong with this female dragon?

Rand had some numb claws, and he couldn't really beat her to death, so he looked to the other two female blue dragons.

"Don't look at us, we didn't know Doris was in heat and was actually this crazy."

The two female dragons shook their heads repeatedly.

In the end, Rand could only knock her out straight away and then had the green dragon tie her to a tree before the matter came to an end.

But it made him a bit afraid to sleep on his back.

He could only sleep honestly on his back.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo.

This sleep was not bad at all.

But unexpectedly, before he could sleep well, someone came to shout at him.

This caused Rand to open his eyes somewhat grumpily, and found the city administrator sent from Mien City looking at him with a rather anxious expression.

"Coronet Rand! It's not good! A strange thing has happened in the city!"

"A strange thing ... you tell me carefully."

Rand forced himself to hold back his anger, but stilled himself and let the other man speak slowly.

The administrator said that the entire city's lords, in the last few days, became a little strange, one by one, lethargic, heavy dark circles under the eyes, walking even more on weak feet, yawning at work during the day, and either would show a frightened look, and often wandered off.

When asked, they said they were having nightmares.

When Rand heard about this, he was somewhat unimpressed; after all, how many battles had these guys been in since they had followed him?

One Dorelda had cost them a lot of casualties, and not long before that two silver dragons had attacked and scared the hell out of them.

It was not uncommon for them to have nightmares when they couldn't sleep at night, was it?

He reprimanded the caretaker and told him to stand down.

As a result, ten days later, there was actually a spate of deaths one after another.

Their bodies looked a bit odd, all with extremely heavy black eyes and terrified looks, some of them had even pissed their trousers outright, their bodies dirty and smelly.

"What the hell is going on here? Tell me guys."

Rand couldn't help but ask as he looked at the five ordinary human corpses carried to him, dead.

"It looks like they were sucked out of their energy and scared to death alive.

This would be the work of the dream demons.

These guys are able to invade the dreams of sleeping creatures and transform them in disguise.

Looking at these dead people, they should have had horrible nightmares every day and been scared alive."

Among the several female dragons gathered to one side, Tarana said with a slightly gloomy look.

"A dream demon? You mean that someone summoned a demon from the Abyss to target me?"

"Well, that should be correct, after all, Lord Rand's enemies are not few and far between, especially with the entire Kingdom of Lain.

After all, they are humans, outwardly bright and open, but in reality dark and nasty behind the scenes, and even more so than even our five-coloured dragons.

It's no surprise that they are confused with demons."

"Do you have a way to deal with that?"

"It would have to come from a caster skilled in the mind system, and we, the five sisters, unfortunately, are not skilled in this, and I wonder if there are any in your city who are."

"Then give the order to gather the mind casters and capture these dream demons!"

As it turned out, there were still two mind casters among some of the people Rand had brought from Mien City.

So it was, three days later.

Tarana, the mother blue dragon, came with a white bead the size of a large human fist.

It was a soul bead, a treasure capable of being used to store souls.

"Lord Rand, the dream demon you asked for caught one, but there should be quite a few more in the Black King City."

"Oh?"

Rand stared at the soul bead carefully and saw that inside the bead, there was a figure like smoke floating and twisting it looked somewhat like a small goblin, petite and incomparably small.

The body** was half exposed and somewhat unrecognisable.

It was imprisoned in this bead and kept flapping.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Let go of me! Let go of me! Please let go of me!"

The dream demon inside the crystal ball, pleading uncontrollably in demonic language, was held in the deadly gaze of several gigantic dragons, and this dream demon's body nearly fell apart in fear.

"Tell me! Why are you coming to my territory to cause trouble."

Rand asked out loud as he looked at the little thing.

"It was Lord Zod Neroc who sent us here!" The little dream demon whispered back.

"Zod Neroc?" Rand muttered to himself and looked to a few more of the female dragons and said.

"Which of you, a few of you, have memories of this demon?"

"I do!" Andrea the Green Dragon spoke up.

Every living dragon was an encyclopaedia, and three batches of true dragons from different surnames were three encyclopaedias.

Even if there was a leak in one of them, the other two could fill it in.

This was an aspect of the Dragon's heritage that was extremely impressive.

"Say."

"Zod Neroc is a lord with a territory in the sixteenth level of the Abyss, a legendary level great demon.

As far as I can remember, this guy has been very active in recent centuries, finding ways to run to the Aeo Continent, and is extremely keen on collecting high-quality souls.

Over two hundred years ago, it once showed up in a small island nation, bringing its own army of demons to fight the humans there.

In the end, had it not been for a few God-family priests on the island nation who sacrificed themselves and called upon the gods to possess them, defeating this great demon, perhaps the entire kingdom would have been wiped out by him."

"So it seems that this demon is good." Rand said.

"Very strong indeed, especially since he was able to almost lead an army to destroy the kingdom two hundred years ago, and now that two hundred years have passed, according to his active nature, he has definitely devoured enough souls.

The strength now is perhaps extremely terrifying.

But there is no need to worry, the more powerful the demon is, the more suppressed he will be when he descends to the Aeo Continent.

Perhaps he won't even be able to descend in his true form."

Andria the Green Dragon said.

"Hmm." Rand nodded at this.

The opponent might be strong, but Rand was still not afraid.

As for the reason?

Only about three months had passed since he had met with these female dragons, but he had once again grown quite a bit in size!

If you measure it carefully, it's definitely twenty-five metres long!

Once again, his overall strength has been strengthened considerably.

Several female dragons could see this growth, and many of them admired Rand even more for it.

Of course, there was also a certain blue dragon who seemed to be getting hungrier and hungrier as a result, and whose desire to lay eggs was rising.

"Tell me, Dream Devil, why did you help Zod Neroc?"

Rand suddenly asked a strange question.

It froze all the dragons present, including Dream Demon.

"Why do you help Lord Zod? Because he is the lord of the area we live in ... We have to listen to him if we want to live."

This dream demon said back.

A dragon on one side followed suit.

"These dream demons are too weak and have to suck **qi to survive.

In the Abyssal World, most of the demons there, being evil creatures of the soul, have the ability to attack these dream demons directly.

This makes them very passive and they can only defect to the local lords.

And most of the lords would take in these dream demons and feed them with some low-level miscellaneous demons.

In order to one day come to the continent of Eo.

Apart from some spellcasters who specialise in mind spells, most of the beings here are unable to attack the dream demons directly.

This makes them difficult to deal with, and it only takes some time to do great damage to the common people of the city, as well."

"Weaving dreams ah ... that's quite an impressive ability."

Rand looked at the little dream demon and muttered softly, a pair of eyes that gradually radiated a strange colour, making the dream demon look a little furtive.

Until Rand spoke again.

"You guys, have you ever thought about a new master?"

"Huh?" The dream demon wondered.

"Become my dependents!"

"Huh? No! I can't! I'm under Lord Zod!" The Dream Demon shook his head repeatedly.

"Can't? Then to hell with me!" Rand turned pale in a flash.

"Wait! I don't want to die! Don't die! Don't you kill me!" The dream demon shouted.

"Then become my dependant."

"But ... but ... if I become your dependent, Lord Zod will kill me."

"Then you want to be killed by me immediately now?" Rand glared.

"Oooh ..."

"What are you still hesitating about? You should really want to suck the essence out of humans too, right?"

"Oooh ... Well, human essence, both in quality and taste, is much better than demon, and I ... like it a lot."

"Exactly! Then you don't want to go back to the abyss and suck the essence of those demons, do you? Zod Neroc is nothing but a complete failure!

He failed once over two hundred years ago, and he won't succeed this time either, and when he does, you'll have to follow him back to the Abyss.

If you stay, you'll be a masterless dream demon.

Guess what will happen to you then?

Those spellcasters who specialise in mind magic seem to like your kind of research material.

And as long as you are willing to become my subordinate, you will have something to fall back on and an endless supply of essence to suck, so what are you hesitating about?"

"I... I get it! I am willing to become your dependent."

"Very well! But you alone are not enough, you must also call all your clansmen over to join me!"

"Ah! They ... don't always listen to me."

"No! They will listen to you! As long as you do this, this, this ..."

.................

Black King City, a hundred kilometres away, in a small town.

Vyse sat alone in a darkened room as a goat-headed skeleton floated in mid-air, constantly laughing strangely at.

"Not bad! Not bad! I have been receiving more and more souls from the dream demons.

These are the souls of people who have died of fear and despair in their dreams!

Although they are not as good as the ones you cultivated, they are barely of medium quality.

At the current rate of progress, it won't take more than two or three months for me to open the deeper dimensional passages, and then it will be the time for my demon army to truly descend, and for you to take revenge! Grrrr~"

"I've been looking forward to that time, Lord Zod."

Vyse responded with a faint smile.

One man and one demon. Extremely friendly small talk.

But until 6am, when it was supposed to be time for the Dream Demons to return, there was not a single Dream Demon in sight.

"What's ... going on? Could it be that batch of dream devils, all of them were killed off? What an underestimation of that little dragon!"

Soul fire shone in Zod Neroc's eyes.

"But it doesn't matter, the environment of this island has been changed, such as the dream demon such a low level demon, there is no limit long ago.

If this batch doesn't work, I have the next batch!"

Zod Neroc spoke to himself, his words filled with confidence.

But ... a week later.

"I can't believe ... it's been wiped out again? Better change it, collecting souls is more important."

Two weeks later.

"What's going on? It was wiped out even in a different place? The lower creatures on this one island seem to be quite strong? Hahahaha! That's quite interesting! But that's not the only thing I have in my dream demons!"

A week later.

The Dream Devils seemed to have lost contact once again, but that didn't stop Vyse from moving.

She slowly made her way to a bar.

It was filled with adventurers, and drunken drunks.

Vyse's targets were usually placed on such drunks.

As long as they were completely drunk, they were easy to take advantage of and were rarely traced afterwards.

This was her experience after months of continuous work.

And this was the same bar that she had patronised for almost two weeks now.

Just when she thought that everything was going to go on as usual.

Instead, one of the adventurers took a sip of his drink and spoke out.

"Do you know the Heavenly Palace in the Hessian Kingdom?"

"The Heavenly Palace? What is that?"

"It's a place that can take you to the ultimate bliss! I went there once a week ago, and I'll never forget what it was like, but it's a pity that it's a bit expensive, but it's worth every penny!"

This adventurer spoke out with a slutty look on his face.

The man next to him looked at his appearance and couldn't help but say.

"Looking at you, is it hard to be another love shrine? Tsk! If that's the case, I don't think it can compare to the Temple of Love!

The girls there are all beautiful, and I've heard that they are all approved by the coronation of the God of Love."

"Heh! Foolishness! Do you think that heaven and earth are such simple places? Then you are wrong!"

"Oh? Then tell me more!"

"Hahahahaha! You won't believe it! The waiters in this heavenly room are actually a bunch of dream demons!"

"Dream demons?"

"Dream demons!"

The first cry was from the other adventurers, and the latter came from Vyse.

The word dream demons made Vyse turn her head to look at the adventurer who spoke.

At the same time, the black aura on her body also thickened several times in an instant, and a soul fire, invisible to others, appeared in front of Vyse's chest, staring at the adventurer who had spoken.

"That's right! It's the Dream Demon! You didn't expect that! Hahahahaha!"

"Dream Demon, what's wrong with Dream Demon? Can make you so happy?" The people next to him were a bit unsure.

"Hahahahahaha! Poor fellow! You are simply not aware of the goodness of the dream demon! Do you know what the characteristics of a dream demon are? Weaving dreams! Fool!

That's a superb ability!

Guess what the dream demons in heaven and earth have done? Heh heh heh heh~

I was only there after being introduced, and just after I entered inside, the attendant there, would take you to a separate room.

Asking you who your ideal match is!"

"And then what? You answered yes?"

"Heh heh! I answered that it was the Queen of Hazen!"

"The Queen of Hazen?"

"That's right! Naturally, I don't need to say much about that woman's beauty, right? It's definitely one of the best in the entire Haisen Kingdom, and there are magical photos of him in many streets and alleys.

In addition to her status, she is simply the dream girl of all men!"

"Ah! Yes! A dream girl! But that's all it is, it's only in your dreams. ... Wait! Dreaming!"

The adventurer next to him said, and seemed to notice something, and immediately exclaimed, he! seemed to have understood something remarkable!

"That's right! The Dream Demon's ability is to make people dream, a good dream!

And heaven and earth is what makes us, in our dreams, dream such a good dream!

The person I choose is the Queen of Hazen! After that, it's all about choosing the plot!

Ha ha ha! And guess who I am in the dream? That's right! I am Minister Snape, right-hand man to King ... of Hazen! Hahahahaha!

In my dream world, I'm secretly dating the Queen and then having a good fight in the King's bed, can you understand the feeling? You can't even imagine, hiss~ oh~"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh! That's fantastic! If you're saying that you can set your own dream, your own object, your own identity and your own plot, then that's even better than the Temple of Love!"

"That's true! I want to go there too!"

"Me too! I miss the elves of the JD!"

"Let's go together then!"

"Yes! Let's go together!"

"By the way, do we have this heavenly house in the Kingdom of Laine?"

"I don't think so, I heard that the owner behind the Heavenly Palace is none other than the Red-Eyed Black King who occupies two major cities in our Laine Kingdom."

"What!" "What?"

Two shrieks rang out at the same time. One was from the adventurer, and the other was from Vyse.

Vyse's complexion changed drastically at once, and she hurriedly left, regardless of the glances cast by the others.

It was not until he had returned to his room that the goat-headed skeleton sprang forth, the soul fire in his eyes trembling wildly.

He opened his mouth and snarled, "Damn it! The Red-Eyed Black King! This damned five-coloured dragon! How dare you enslave my dream demon to open some heavenly world! Damn it! Damn it!"

"Lord Zod, what should we do next?" Vyse's chest continued to rise and fall, her expression grim.

"Speed it up! Even without the Dream Demon's assistance! We'll still be able to plan exactly the same!

It's only a slight delay of a few months! Yes! It's only a few months ...

Ahhhhhhhhh! My plan!

Damn the Red-Eyed Black King! When I descend, I'll be the first to destroy him! And then I'll strip him to the bone! Hang his body on the walls of the city! Let everyone know what will happen if they dare to sabotage my plans!"

The sheep-headed skeleton roared madly.