CH : 237 Legendary Abyss Hydra

I would greatly appreciate it if you could consider joining my Patreon, as I am currently in need of support.

I AM DESPERATE!

*****

"As commanded." ×3

The three abyssal powerhouses responded respectfully.

After giving some instructions, I left Monument Rift Valley and returned to Duolun City.

After resting for a few days and satisfying the snake demon girl Salonya, I leisurely teleported back to the Tal Plane.

For the next month, I stayed in the Dragon Pond without going out. The food needed for my feast was delivered by Diaharut, my dragon mount. Under the combined effects of the feast and the super-speed recovery, and meat eater ability, my lost blood essence was fully restored, and my strength returned to its peak state.

"Master, over in the Albit Kingdom, the barbarians and the Bradley royal family have formed an alliance, and tens of millions of barbarians have taken root in the kingdom's territory."

Sophia reported the latest news.

After hearing this, I pondered for a moment and then suddenly asked, "Didn't they clash with the Centaurs?"

The Centaur clan had occupied half of the southern territory of the kingdom. Now that the Bradley royal family had returned with a strong ally, they wouldn't simply allow the 'little' Centaur clan to continue wreaking havoc and invading their lands, would they?

After all, the kingdom and the barbarians should not know about the news of the Centaur King Mohandersen breaking through to the legend.

"In the report from the spies of Black Wing Lair, in recent days, the Centaur clan has indeed had conflicts with the newly settled barbarians, but the scale is not large. Both sides are consciously restraining themselves." After Sophia finished speaking, she thought about it for a moment before adding,

"Master, I think the reason why the barbarians did not attack the Centaur clan is probably that they are afraid of our Black Wing Lair. If they drive away or destroy the Centaur clan, then the barbarians will have to face us. Considering this, maybe they are very afraid."

I nodded and said with a faint smile, "Maybe. I remember that the King of Barbarians is not weak. He is probably a legendary strongman who has entered the second level. But I heard that the King of Barbarians was injured in the last war. Maybe that's the reason."

After hearing this, Sophia was thoughtful.

I looked at Sophia, who was nearly four meters tall and increasingly inhuman, and at the master-level aura exuding from her body. She felt quite comfortable to talk and chat with.

Sophia's talent is very poor, but no matter how poor her talent is, she always stays close to me, is driven by the family contract, and occasionally holds a martial arts essence absorption competition when a certain dragon is bored. This strength has also risen impressively, and now she has reached the 16th order.

Among the maids of the Black Castle, the two leaders of the harpy maids, Ava and Isha, although extremely talented, have only just reached level 18.

Among the other maids, Tina the wolf girl, Rouyu the clam girl from the Moshao tribe, and seven or eight talented maids have all now reached master-level strength.

Over the past twenty years, the number of high-level dependents has accumulated. Based on the numbers, talented dependents will be promoted to the master level every once in a while.

Coupled with the strong men who have gone through wars and surrendered on their own, there are at least a few dozen master-level experts in Black Wing Lair.

Among them stood over a dozen warriors of the Black Water Tribe, ten devoted maids and three steadfast male attendants of Castle Black, alongside the esteemed figures of Brian, Skye, Danyla, Shea, Shadar, Vic, Winnie, and other high-ranking members of Black Wing Lair. Yet, of all those bound to my rule, none bore a fate more tragic than Danyla Daemoira, the revered High Priestess of the Greenwood Tribe.

A spellcaster of considerable prowess, yet shackled by cruel irony—her caster level reached only the twelfth tier, while her biological order soared to the eighteenth. A paradox of existence, a cruel twist of fate. For she was born nearly 90% elf blood, a being shaped by the ethereal splendor of the Fey Realm, a lineage steeped in magic's embrace. And yet, despite her heritage, despite the boundless arcane potential that should have been her birthright, she was left grasping at the scraps of power—a misfortune so absurd, so bitter, that only a goblin could rival its mockery.

Altogether, there are about 14 people. The highest number in Black Wing Lair is more than thirty five members in the elite Black Wing Legion. In addition, several members of the Sieglinde family have also emerged, as well as the murloc leader Fizz, the void dragon beasts, etc. If we include the forces that I run in the abyss, the number of master-level subordinates has exceeded 100.

If I include UnderDark, the total should be approximately 140.

However, compared to the established powerful forces on the mainland, this number of strong men is nothing.

For the recently migrated Frost Elves, the number of master-level experts on their side must have exceeded three digits.

However, Black Wing Lair is a force that took more than twenty years to develop, while the Frost Elves have accumulated wealth for thousands of years to build this kind of foundation.

After briefly understanding the recent events through Sophia, I stretched my waist and, with a thought, stepped into the any-door.

The desert island in the sea, the underground cave, and the teleportation altar flashed past, and I arrived once again at the abyss lava wasteland.

---

Monument Rift.

After sensing the arrival of their master, the Balor—Barro, the fallen evil giant Nurraf, and the snake demon Ozzy greeted me in advance.

I looked at Ozzy and sensed the deep and terrifying aura within him. My eyes lit up, and I asked,

"Transformation completed?"

"Yes, this is all thanks to the master's help," Ozzy replied respectfully. Although some time had passed, Ozzy still felt uncontrollably shocked.

The essence and blood contract given to him by his master had such terrifying effects.

Although, counting only the essence and blood contract, the strength gained in this month was not that much, this part of the strength that had been improved had increased Ozzy's own basic upper limit!

Over time, even if there was no breakthrough in level, Ozzy's strength would continue to rise, surpassing or even crushing the legendary six-armed snake demons of the same level.

After experiencing this, the unwillingness and resentment in Ozzy's heart dissipated a little, and to a certain extent, he recognized Black Dragon as his master.

"Very good, then you will act together with me." I was overjoyed. Ozzy's transformation meant that I had a powerful helper with a legendary dragon-level of strength.

Now, I had greater confidence in hunting the legendary creatures of the abyss.

"Master, shall we come with you?" The Balor Fire Demon and the Evil Giant hesitated.

I glanced at them and shook my head, "You two are still too weak. Just practice hard and wait until you have legendary combat power."

Although I did not give the two of them essence-blood contracts, they had ordinary dependent contracts. Under the transformation of the power of the void, they might be able to reach the same level as the current demon dragon Diaharut in as little as five or six years.

Although I will most likely not need the two of them to assist in hunting legendary creatures by then, having them guard Black Wing Lair in the base camp gives me more peace of mind.

When I used the enslavement spell, I originally planned to get a few tool to use. If they died, I would catch a few more slaves. However, I did not expect to be able to pick up Ozzy, the legendary six-armed snake demon. This was an unexpected surprise.

"Yes." Barro, the Flame Demon, and Nurraf, the fallen evil giant, looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good that they did not have to face a legendary strongman.

They possessed pseudo-legendary combat power due to their powerful bloodlines. When encountering ordinary human legends, they were fine and could barely manage a few attacks. However, when encountering legendary creatures with powerful bloodlines, there was a high probability that they would be defeated in one move.

A flash kill.

This was evident from the previous fight between the six-armed snake demon Ozzy and Barro. At that time, Ozzy had not even fully entered the legend.

This is the innate advantage of a powerful race!

Next, Ozzy and I began hunting legendary creatures of the abyss.

The first target was the legendary Abyss Hydra.

Hydra, a top-order creature, has many varieties that breed in the star worlds. Among them, the Abyss Hydra is one of the more powerful hydra varieties.

With a snake body as huge as a mountain and nine massive heads, it could attack and breathe nine times at once. Combined with its tenacious vitality, which prevented death unless all heads were chopped off, few strong men at the same level were willing to provoke such a powerful creature with almost no weaknesses.

However, for me, this kind of creature, powerful purely based on its bloodline, actually inspired my greed.

The special alienation talent obtained by feasting on legendary creatures mainly depended on the strength of their bloodline.

There was no need to think about swallowing human legends—swallowing a legendary Abyss Hydra brought far greater benefits.

I even doubted whether swallowing human legends would allow me to obtain a weaker special alienation ability at all.

This was very questionable.

After all, most human legends did not rely on blood but on outstanding talents in professional training.

---

Explosive Waterfall.

A lava waterfall thousands of feet high roared into the lava lake below.

Although it was called a lake, its vast area, spanning over a million square kilometers, made it more of a sea of magma.

Beneath the lava waterfall,

A purple figure, five to six meters tall, was engaged in a fierce battle with a terrifying Abyss Hydra more than two hundred meters tall.

The beautiful purple scimitar light was like a downpour. Dozens and hundreds of sword lights were emitted in an instant. The purple sword light, combined with legendary energy and the legendary truth of [Sharpness of A Blade] cut deep wounds into the Abyss Hydra despite its formidable defenses.

Black snake blood continued to flow out, but under the powerful physical control and recovery ability of the Abyss Hydra, the wound quickly shrank and then recovered.

After a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting, Ozzy was somewhat out of breath. He looked feebly at the Abyss Hydra, which was quickly recovering from its injuries. He twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed in his heart.

"Damn, this recovery ability is too scary."

After fighting for a long time, half of the energy in his body was consumed, but the other party seemed to be fine.

Hiss~

The Abyssal Hydra had nine heads, and eighteen huge snake eyes looked at Ozzy angrily. The nine heads opened their bloody mouths together, and nine abyssal energy breaths blasted at the six-armed snake demon at the same time.

Feeling the energy contained in the nine breaths, Ozzy's face changed slightly. If he were hit, he would probably not even have a piece of slag left.

With his relatively flexible body, he awkwardly dodged the breath of the abyss, and cold sweat broke out on Ozzy's face.

Master, why don't you take action?

Just when Ozzy couldn't hold on any longer, a voice came from deep in his mind.

"Pay attention to the timing. Next, attack the three snake heads on the left side of the Abyss Hydra with all your strength. Remember, cut off those three snake heads as much as possible, and I will create opportunities for you."

"Copy that." Ozzy's eyes lit up slightly. The master was finally going to take action.

At the same time, he also guessed what method the master was going to use.

Thinking in his mind, Ozzy roared, his whole body glowing with purple light. His muscles expanded, his height increased from six meters to eight meters, and he put six scimitars in his hands together. Taking a deep breath, he shouted violently,

"Six swords in one!"

Clang~!

In a very short period of time, Ozzy shook his six arms hundreds of times, superimposing hundreds of sword lights and finally gathering a hundred-meter-long terrifying purple sword light in front of him.

The Abyss Hydra looked at the sword light with some fear, and just as it was about to evade, an invisible mental shock hit one of its heads, making it slightly dazed.

Although the Abyssal Hydra had nine heads, it still only had one soul. So, as long as a spiritual attack hit one of its heads, the entire body would be affected.

Ozzy was overjoyed when he saw the Abyss Hydra's body stiffen. He let out a low shout, and the hundred-meter purple sword light flashed across the sky, neatly cutting off the three heads on the left side of the Abyss Hydra.

After exploding with all his strength, Ozzy's body became weak, and he gasped for air, his eyes fixed on the black dragon that appeared behind the Abyss Hydra.

The black dragon, which was more than sixty meters in size, could only be called a small one in front of the Abyssal Hydra, which was more than two hundred meters in size. But there was still a gap between an adult and a child.

It was also the first time I had seen such a terrifying creature, but instead of being afraid, I was extremely excited.

The dragon's mouth opened, and a thick jet of acidic dragon breath spurted out. At the same time, a thick jet of black water and a black light of magic eye substance—all three attacks—struck the three middle heads of the Abyssal Hydra.

The terrifying acid dragon breath corroded one snake head, and the black water breath, weighing more than tens of thousands of tons, also smashed a snake head. Finally, the tiny black light of the magic eye material directly penetrated through the last head.

In the blink of an eye, when the Abyss Hydra recovered from the mental shock, only three of its nine heads were left.

Feeling the danger of death, the Abyssal Hydra swung its tail and was about to dive into the magma sea, tens of thousands of meters deep, to escape. I became anxious when I saw this scene. It was finally disabled, but now it was scared and wanted to run?

How could it be?!

The Truth-level instant teleportation technique was activated, and in the next moment, the black dragon appeared at the back of the Abyss Hydra, then opened its ferocious mouth and bit one of the last three snake heads. With a click, the snake head shattered, brain ruptured.

Two heads remained.

However, due to the abnormal resilience of the Abyssal Hydra, the six heads that were initially destroyed had now recovered to one-fifth of their original size.

I saw this and felt anxious in my heart. Once the heads of the Abyss Hydra recovered, there would be basically no possibility of killing it.

The opponent was determined to dive into the magma sea, tens of thousands of meters deep. Whether it could be found later was one thing, but the main issue was that, in the magma sea, with a massive energy supply, its resilience would become even more abnormal, completely eliminating the possibility of killing it.

The spiritual energy dormant in the dragon's body spread out in an instant. With a creaking sound, I stood upright and transformed into a ninety-meter-tall black dragon-man.

"Die."

The spiritual energy accumulated from the feast over nearly four years was all concentrated into Dragon Fist, and then, through the [Rolling Stone Strike] spiritual martial arts with a proficiency of 50%, carrying terrifying power, it bombarded one of the last two remaining heads.

Without any resistance, the huge snake head suddenly exploded, and the dragon fist remained unabated. In the eyes of the Abyssal Hydra, struggling desperately and unwillingly, it crushed through the breath of the abyss and exploded its last head.

The several other heads that were still recovering quickly stopped the moment the last head exploded. The massive Abyssal Hydra turned into a corpse and suddenly fell into the magma sea.

There was a clicking sound, and I, having run out of spiritual energy, quickly reverted from my ninety-meter-tall dragon-man form back into my black dragon form, over sixty meters tall.

Letting out a slight breath, I placed the body of the Abyssal Hydra into my spell storage space.

Not far away, a purple stream of light flew over, revealing a figure—it was Ozzy.

"Master, are you fine?" Ozzy asked.

I glanced at him and shook my head slightly. "I'm fine. This hunt is over. We will continue the next hunt after I have digested the Abyssal Hydra."

After saying that, without minding Ozzy, my dragon body transformed into a three-meter-tall dragon-human form, and I stepped into Any Door in one stride.

After returning to Duolun City, I traveled back to the Tal plane through the teleportation altar.

After resting in the Dragon Pond for a few days and reaching full health, the feast began.

Taking out the huge corpse of the Abyssal Hydra, I no longer hesitated. I started the feast and transformed into a gluttonous beast.

One day later, the dark dragon woke up from his slumber.

Feeling my dragon body becoming stronger again, I looked at the panel.

*****

Thanks, you can read up to 20 chapters ahead on my Patreon.

patreon.com/GodofGreed