Dragon: Dragon Realm

After hearing Celine's words, Witt began to think about this problem.

What appeared in front of them was not an area infected by the power of the abyss, but a dragon, a black dragon that looked like Antasa next to him.

However, this black dragon looked more than a few meters old and was a 15-year-old dragon.

Moreover, his posture was very strange.

The ground that should have been solid ground had now become a swamp that exuded a rotten smell.

There were strong elemental fluctuations, which should have been caused by magic.

The black dragon lay on its back in the swamp, with most of its body buried in it, only below the waist, and its legs and tail exposed.

His body was covered with mud, and it was obvious that he had struggled violently, but now he was motionless.

"It should be... hopeless..."

Just as Witt said this, the dragon's tail covered with mud suddenly moved.

"Well, it's still alive!"

As if it heard Witt's voice, the tail shook again, but it didn't have much strength.

Thinking of this, the three Witt dragons looked at each other, and then they all looked at Antashya.

However, it was Antashya's blank eyes that responded to them.

The corners of Witt's mouth twitched.

"Aren't you going to save him?"

Hearing this, Antashya suddenly realized, then shook her head, and looked at the black dragon with disgust.

"It's too dirty, I don't know where to start, and it's black and has no beauty at all. So why don't you save it?"

Witt silently looked away.

"Sorry, I don't want to touch the mud in my life!"

Selene on the side was speechless.

Afterwards, she and Antawana looked at each other, and the two dragons flew down, one dragon and one leg, dragging out the unlucky guy who was attacked by the dragon and buried in the swamp!

As soon as it was dragged out, a large stream of mud gushed out of the black dragon's mouth, and then it lay on the ground, breathing the surrounding air crazily.

After a long time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief!

"Finally saved!

I almost thought I would be buried for a long time, and then I could only come out after the mud dried up."

As he said that, he turned his eyes to Antawana and Celine, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, both of you. By the way, my name is Ollidolf. What are you doing... Wait, young dragon?"

As he turned to Antasa on the side, his eyes flashed with understanding.

"Excuse me, you are from Sky City, right!"

Witt poked his head out from the edge of Antasa's claws, and then said, "We are indeed from Sky City, hey, you are not a black dragon!"

Witt only then noticed that the opposite side and the black dragon were not exactly the same.

Although it is roughly the same as the black dragon, its front claws are blood red, and there are blood grooves on its back. Most of the front of its wings are buried in the swamp, but after coming out, the complete wings are much larger than the black dragon.

If you look closely, the dragon scales on the front are black with a hint of red, and the dragon scales at the end of the dragon's tail are vertical, like a horizontal ball.

The front of the tail is covered with mud, but Witt didn't notice it.

After hearing Witt's words, Ollidolf scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"I thought I was a black dragon at first, but I looked less and less like one. Although the inherited memory told me that I was a black dragon, but..."

Speaking of this, Ollidolf stretched out his two front paws and said helplessly: "No black dragon claws look like this, so I think my mother might have made a mistake!"

At this time, Antasa said: "It is indeed not very pure, but it is indeed a black dragon bloodline, but you seem to be affected by some strange power. To a certain extent, I really can't say that you are a black dragon anymore.

When a dragon asks you in the future, just give yourself a race name. As for dragons like you, you are the only one before you have offspring and inherit your bloodline!"

Witt smacked his lips. Wow, another unique dragon.

The world outside is wonderful!

Of course, Witt doesn't think that he is lucky and can always meet such "rare species".

As early as when he was born, Winters had mentioned that the variety of dragon species has been growing and has never stopped.

Thinking about this in his heart, Witt asked curiously: "Are you coming from other places to join the Sky City?

Also, how did you get into this state? Were you attacked by a dragon?"

Unexpectedly, hearing this, Ollidolf's face froze, and then he laughed dryly and asked: "Well, I said I got into this state myself, do you believe it?"

After the voice fell, the dragons were silent, looking at Ollidolf as if they were looking at a fool.

How could there be a dragon so stupid that it made itself look like this.

Seeing the dragons looking at him like this, Ollidolf covered his face and sighed.

"Alas——

But this is the truth!

I came from the other side of the Evernight Forest. I was born there. There is a dragon nest of wind and thunder pterosaurs around. I heard them say that the Sky City is here.

So after leaving my childhood, I carefully passed through the Evernight Forest and prepared to come to the Sky City.

As a result, I walked for three years and got lost in the Evernight Forest for three years.

Just a while ago, I finally got here and was about to walk out of the Evernight Forest, but a stone suddenly fell from the ground and hit my head directly, making a hole in the ground.

Hiss...

It hurts!

I was so angry that I kicked the stone away, and then I slipped and fell!

Uh...just like that, my head was stuck in the hole in the ground, and my neck was twisted.

Then I thought, if the ground softens, my head will be able to come out.

Then I buried myself alive!

My waist was buried in it, so I couldn't use any strength. My mouth was filled with mud and water, so I couldn't use magic. As for my mental strength...I recently encountered a group of strange dragon beasts, and I almost consumed all my energy. ”

“…”

The dragons were silent for a while.

They didn’t know whether to say that Ollidolf was unlucky or that he had a strange way of thinking!

Although there was nothing wrong with his operation and the logic made sense, everything seemed to be going in the worst direction for him.

This is an old unlucky guy!

After being lost for three years, the dragon’s life must be very confusing!

Witt couldn’t help but complain: “It just so happens that you don’t have a race name yet, so just call it the Cursed Dragon. You are so unlucky, maybe you are cursed by the world!”

Antasha echoed from the side: “The Cursed Dragon has been used by dragons, but they are not the cursed one, but the cursed one.

Hmm…you are called the Unknown Dragon, I haven’t heard of this name yet! ”

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Ollido actually touched his chin and thought about it, and then his eyes lit up.

"Unknown Dragon, this name sounds good!"

"…"

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