CH : 220 Sandy Finding The Problems

After all, even the Black Dragon Lord sometimes couldn't hunt enough master-order creatures in the damned abyss and had to rely on the flesh and blood of high-order creatures, a lot of treasure and Evil Eye Shawarma to supplement the feast.

"Dior, you are so annoying. You don't know how to chat at all. I won't talk to you anymore."

The male white dragon snorted, feeling very dissatisfied with his blue dragon friend. He fell to the ground without looking back and began picking out food.

The blue dragon, Dior, murmured to himself and also landed, choosing food alongside him.

However, whether it was a white dragon or a blue dragon, they all had a tacit agreement to only choose prey they had personally killed.

This was the rule of experience.

Living comfortably without anybody's help.

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"Where is this?"

From any door, a silver-haired, barefoot girl stepped out, suspended in the air. She gazed at the endless blue sea around her and frowned slightly.

Another any door appeared, the girl disappeared, and the next moment, she appeared in the sea hundreds of kilometers away.

Um?

Sandy smelled the strong scent of dragons—black dragons, white dragons, green dragons—and a large number of special dragon scents that could not be identified but felt inexplicably familiar.

Found it.

Following the scent, Sandy turned into a ray of silver light and approached the huge island in just a few blinks of an eye.

Sandy did not deliberately restrain her aura. This was her confidence in her own strength.

Therefore, the Red Eagle Knight, who was patrolling at high altitude outside the island and guarding the dragons, discovered her immediately.

"Who!" came a loud shout. The captain of the Red Eagle Knights' eyes were as sharp as a falcon's, as if he wanted to pierce through the silver-haired girl who had suddenly appeared. The weapon in his hand was already raised, and the huge red magic eagle beneath him—boasting a wingspan of more than 20 meters—exuded a fierce, cruel aura, capable of tearing the silver-haired girl to pieces in an instant at its master's command.

Sandy glanced at the captain of the Red Eagle Knights, and under the effects of a detection spell, the strength of the other party was instantly reflected in her mind.

[Biological Level: Peak 14th Order]

[Professional Level: Peak 10th Order]

"He's obviously human, yet he has such a powerful body," Sandy thought, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Even if he were a dragon-born human, it would normally be impossible for the physical body to reach this level. Could it be that his master is an ancient dragon? The bloodline of an ancient dragon does indeed possess such power.

However, when Sandy looked at the other Red Eagle Knights and received feedback, she found that their biological orders had all reached the advanced tier, and they also possessed professions.

This made Sandy pause slightly, finding it somewhat incredible.

In the vast hierarchy of existence, those with a high biological order stand apart as beings of superior potential. Some creatures are born into greatness—true dragons, titans, ancient behemoths, and other apex species—their very nature granting them immense power, which only grows stronger as they mature.

They simply grow, their power as inevitable as the turning of the stars.

The second kind—those who were not born but made—must steal power where they can. Elixirs brewed from ancient beasts, forbidden bloodline infusions, body reforging rituals that dance on the edge of death, forbidden alchemy, rare elixirs, brutal training regimens, bloodline awakening rituals, or even divine intervention. However, such methods often come at a steep price—resources, time, or even the risk of losing oneself in the transformation.

The path is brutal, but the reward? Ascension.

Unlike professional ranks, which grant skills and combat techniques, a high biological order reshapes the very foundation of one's existence. It enhances lifespan, physical endurance, reaction speed, regeneration, resistance, and even soul fortitude. Those at the peak of their biological order transcend the limitations of mortals.

A warrior may train his sword for a hundred years, a mage may command the elements, and a warlock may bargain with the abyss itself—but professions are borrowed power, dependent on mana, aura, and technique. And what happens when those resources run dry?

They become nothing.

Take this Blood Knight for example. Even if he were to exhaust his blood energy, he would still possess the raw physical might and resilience of his superior biological order. His muscles alone could crush steel, his skin resist blades, and his bones endure impacts that would shatter lesser beings. Meanwhile, an opponent of the same level who relies solely on their profession would be as vulnerable as any ordinary human once their energy reserves were depleted.

The true power of biological order is not merely additive—it is exponential. A high biological order combined with a powerful profession is not a simple 1+1 = 2 equation. It is 1+1 = 10, or even more.

While any being of high biological order can master a profession, the reverse is impossible. No amount of training, no level of mastery, will ever let a mere human warrior match the sheer power of a dragon's flesh, the resilience of a titan's body, or the immortality of an abyssal horror.

In the end, it is not just a matter of power—it is a matter of what one is. A mortal may reach the pinnacle of his profession, may claim titles of legend.

But he will never be a dragon. Never be a titan. Never be anything more than a creature bound by limits, staring up at those who have none.

"May I ask which force you come from?" Sandy inquired, intrigued by an organization capable of cultivating such elite warriors.

Many dragons have their own unique quirks.

As a member of the Silver Dragon clan, Sandy didn't enjoy taking risks or performing heroic deeds. Instead, she preferred staying home and managing her territory—Sandy owned a private island in the North Sea, where she had established a peaceful settlement.

Thus, she was particularly interested in methods of strengthening her subordinates.

The prosperity of her territory, the enhancement of her soldiers' strength, the development of new foods, and the creation of beautiful clothing all gave Sandy a deep sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.

A long life would be too boring without finding some interests.

"Black Wing Lair... Who are you?" Captain Bauer of the Red Eagle Knights replied expressionlessly, his eyes filled with strong vigilance.

His intuition told him that the silver-haired barefoot girl floating in mid-air was extremely dangerous.

And those who could make Bauer feel this level of danger—even the six fifteenth-order Void Dragon Beasts—could not. He might not be able to defeat them, but with his strength, he could at least put up some resistance under their claws.

Secretly, Bauer used a special communication method to alert the Void Dragon Beasts on the nearby island. Outwardly, he engaged in careful conversation, attempting to stall for time against the silver-haired girl.

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At that moment, a large number of giant dragons were happily feasting on the island.

On one of the cliffs, six Void Dragon Beasts—each with scales of different colors—suddenly stopped tearing into the sea beast in their claws. They looked at each other, then spread their wide dragon wings and, without hesitation, soared into the sky from the island.

In just a short moment, Bauer and the Red Eagle Knights, who were mid-air at the island's edge, heard the sound of dragons roaring from afar, approaching rapidly with the force of shattering stone.

Sandy stopped speaking and looked at the six approaching dragons, her bright silver pupils narrowing slightly.

Six giant dragons were flying toward them. Three were gold dragons with dazzling golden scales, while the remaining three were a silver dragon with gleaming silver scales, a copper dragon with reddish-brown scales radiating a coppery glow, and a blue dragon with sky-blue scales streaked with lightning.

As soon as the six dragons arrived, they spread out in unison, blocking the silver-haired girl's position.

"Don't act yet; this girl is very dangerous," Bauer quickly warned, though he felt slightly relieved.

Even if six fifteenth-order dragons couldn't defeat the silver-haired girl, who gave him such a strong sense of danger, they should at least be able to protect themselves.

This time, while Bauer and the other hundreds of Red Eagle Knights were designated as the guardians of these giant dragons, in a real crisis, their ultimate insurance was these six dragons.

The Red Eagle Knights' primary mission was to protect weaker dragons, detect threats, and provide combat experience and advice.

They had one final trump card concealed beneath—their last line of defense, known only to him. Even Bauer, with all his strength, understood that while it might not be able to defeat this girl, it could hold the line for an extended battle, buying them precious time.

All he had to do was give the order—and the beast would move.

"Danger? Where is the danger? Let me see."

Azlik, the blue dragon, stared at the silver-haired girl from head to toe with his massive, clear eyes and suddenly asked his companions,

"Hey, do you think my father would like this silver-haired girl? I remember there aren't any silver-haired maids in Castle Black. How about we take her back as a gift for Father?"

The other five giant dragons leaned in, their wide, clear dragon eyes locked onto the silver-haired barefoot girl as they fell into deep thought.

"I think that would be fine," Isis, the second most powerful male gold dragon present, replied.

"She is aesthetically pleasing to the eyes. Father will definitely like her," the female silver dragon Parvati nodded in agreement. "I can totally picture her rocking a sexy custom made maid dress from Castle Black!" Pervati said it with a dreamy look in her eyes..

"Do you think this is a bad idea?" The male gold dragon Miligas frowned slightly, somewhat disapproving of his companions' approach. He suggested,

"I believe the idea is wonderful, and it could allow us to get closer to our father, but you are indeed correct, we should ask for her opinion first. If she's willing to be Father's maid, then that's good. If she isn't, we can persuade her so that she understands the greatness of our Father. That way, she won't resist."

Finally, all five dragons turned their clear eyes toward their eldest brother, the strongest dragon in Castle Black aside from the Black Dragon Lord—the gold dragon Gonzalo.

Though they were all fifteenth-order, Gonzalo had reached the peak of that tier, and he was also a rare mutated dragon beast. His muscle density was far superior to that of a Void Gold Dragon of the same level.

With his Void bloodline, Gonzalo's physical strength was absurdly high.

The three templates of Mutation muscle density, Void, and Gold Dragon overlapped within him. Even among true gold dragons, Gonzalo could be considered exceptional.

Gonzalo alone could hold his own against two opponents simultaneously, and even more so in a one-on-one fight.

"Your proposal is good, but..." Gonzalo frowned, feeling a strong sense of threat emanating from the silver-haired girl. He hesitated before saying uncertainty,

"I think we might not be a match for her."

"Brother, you must be joking," Isis said cheerfully.

"I'm not joking." Gonzalo's muscles tensed as he warily locked eyes with the silver-haired girl, who had been curiously watching them from the start.

"Hey, it's a little rude for you all to discuss me like this."

Sandy, who had been silent and merely observing Gonzalo and the others curiously, finally spoke.

After a short period of observation, she confirmed one thing—that the six dragons in front of her were not normal.

Well, this was actually bullshit.

The real situation was that Sandy had begun to wonder whether these six giant dragons were related to the group of dragon beasts that had disappeared from Dragon Beast Island.

Although this guess was quite outrageous, looking at the strange behavior of these six dragons—their dragon eyes so clear they seemed untouched by vast dragon knowledge, their altered appearances, and the peculiar aura they emitted—she couldn't shake the thought.

Especially their breath.

The gold dragon did not feel like a gold dragon, and the silver dragon did not feel like a silver dragon. But after careful observation, Sandy was not sure.

It felt as if the gold dragon was indeed a gold dragon, and the silver dragon was indeed a silver dragon.

Sandy was certain that their bloodline was that of dragons, but something about them was odd.

It seemed like she had to give it a try. An idea flashed through Sandy's mind.

Just as she was about to probe the depths of these six peculiar giant dragons, a white light flashed in the sky not far away. Before anyone arrived, a voice called out,

"Wait, don't fight! Don't fight! We're all on the same side!"

The next moment, a white light appeared between Gonzalo, the other dragons, and Sandy. As the light dissipated, it revealed the elf elder, 'Mala,' riding a unicorn.

The unicorn exuded a natural and fresh aura. Its wings were emerald green, and its spiraled horn emitted a gleaming green light.

These were natural unicorns, creatures that controlled the power of the forest. Gentle in nature and rare in number, they often formed partnerships with strong forest elves.

In terms of bloodline, they were no lesser than true dragons. In terms of strength within the same tier, they were superior to white dragons and nearly on par with black dragons.

The natural unicorn before them possessed a strength level of the nineteenth order.

"Mala, why are you following me?" Sandy, the silver dragon girl, looked at the elf elder with dissatisfaction.

Great Elder:

Was he following her?

The Great Elder felt a little helpless, but being accustomed to Sandy's childish mentality, he chose not to complain too much and instead brought the focus back to the matter at hand.

"We have something to talk about, alright? Don't do anything rash. By the way, let me introduce you. This is 'Sandy,' a 1,400-year-old silver dragon from Dragon Island. She is also a friend of our Verdant Forest.

Sandy, these are our allies from the Green Forest. They come from Black Wing Lair and are the dependents of the Black Dragon Lord."

The Great Elder stood in the middle, introducing both parties. After the introductions, he relaxed slightly.

Bogarde had been tracking the group of dragons all the way, but the Red Eagle Knights were too vigilant. Fearing discovery, he had kept his distance, preventing the Great Elder from getting specific coordinates. Moreover, unlike dragons, the Great Elder lacked a sensitive nose to detect the scent of his kind quickly. Thus, he had to continue searching the area, resulting in a slight delay.

But in the end, the outcome was good—there had been no conflict between the two sides.

One side was a powerful ally, and the other was an old friend with the backing of the immensely powerful Dragon Island. If a fight had broken out, it likely wouldn't have escalated too severely. After all, they were all dragons—even if Chromatic and Metallic dragons didn't get along, they wouldn't fight to the death without special circumstances.

But for the Emerald Forest, things were different.

The Great Elder clearly understood the current chaotic situation. Without the powerful, neutral ally of Black Wing Lair, the future of the forest elves was truly uncertain.

For the sake of the forest elves' future, it was worth setting aside pride. Besides, his lifespan was nearing its limit—he could pass away at any time.

Why should an old man like him care so much when he was about to die?

Neither party knew about Mala's internal musings, but after hearing his introduction, both sides were somewhat shocked.

"Fourteen hundred years old? Silver dragon? Is she really a silver dragon?" Parvati, the female Silver Dragon, looked at Sandy in disbelief.

"You're stupid, Parvati," Azrik, the blue dragon, muttered in exasperation.

"Sure enough, I knew my intuition was right. A 1,400-year-old silver dragon—according to what Teacher Sophia taught us—that's already in the old dragon stage. We wouldn't stand a chance against her, even if we fought together," Gold Dragon Gonzalo suddenly realized.

The dragons began discussing excitedly, not bothering to lower their voices despite the presence of Elf Elder Mala and Silver Dragon Sandy.

As if there was no one else around.

The ignored Elf Elder and Silver Dragon Girl exchanged glances, both seeing confusion and solemnity in each other's eyes.

They communicated through telepathy.

"Something's off with these dragons. Have you noticed?" Mala sent the message.

"Yes, I noticed a while ago. I was about to test their origins before you arrived, but you stopped me," Sandy complained.

"Sandy, you can't blame me for that. I had to be cautious before understanding the full situation. I hope you understand," Mala replied, his voice weary and aged.

Sandy glanced at him but dropped the topic. Instead, she asked in confusion,

"What kind of existence is this Black Dragon Lord you speak of? Why do you seem so afraid of him? The only famous black dragon in the Tal Plane is the legendary black dragon, Brons, isn't it?"

Sandy was puzzled.

At first, she hadn't given it much thought, assuming it was merely a powerful black dragon. But Mala's extreme caution, his fear of any conflict, made her pay closer attention.

The current situation was delicate. Though Dragon Island had not intervened directly, it was still monitoring events on the mainland.

A legendary black dragon emerging at this time would have a significant impact.

After all, within the Tal Plane, all Chromatic dragons that reached adulthood were already considered part of the Crimson Nest in the eyes of other creatures. If they weren't now, they almost certainly would be in the future.

Everyone knew the ambition of the Crimson Mother—to dominate the Tal Plane and establish a kingdom for Chromatic dragons. This was an almost irresistible temptation for any Chromatic dragon.

Mala explained the situation to Sandy, starting from Blackwing Lair's early days before unifying the Dark Forest to its current dominance, establishing a kingdom of monsters. He gave a brief but clear summary of its rise. Leaving all the destruction and death aside even if it was all due to humans.

However, Mala failed to notice the subtle change in Sandy's expression. As he spoke, the silver dragon girl's bright silver eyes gleamed with an odd light.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Sandy's interest had been completely piqued.

When Mala turned to look at his friend, he saw the excitement in her gaze and felt his heart sink.

It was over.

He hadn't seen her in over a century and had nearly forgotten—his silver dragon friend was a lord-obsessed silver dragon.

Anything involving territory development, no matter how big or small, captivated her fanatically.

Mala vaguely recalled an incident hundreds of years ago when Sandy had learned that a gold dragon elder on Dragon Island possessed knowledge about the manufacturing of an ancient special metal. Without hesitation, she had snuck into the elder's lair, attempting to steal the information.

In the end, she had failed to acquire the special metal knowledge and was severely punished by her Silver Dragon parents, who handed her over to the Golden Dragon elders for discipline.

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