The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The dragon bat watched Dorai approaching, but not towards him, instead heading directly to the very center, which stunned him. The center was Black Dragon Ancestor's territory; did this human have a death wish?

Dorai had no time to pay him any mind, hastily replying, "Get lost! Hurry and escape while you can. The Old Black Dragon might be invaded by a Nightmare. I'm going to check it out."

The dragon bat originally wanted to put up a token resistance, but hearing these words, a hesitant expression arose. At that moment, the three-headed dragon lizard in the distance also jumped out, emitting an extremely powerful aura, and charged towards Dorai.

Dorai, at this time, was also out of patience and quickly explained again.

The three-headed dragon lizard stopped abruptly! What? The Nightmare invaded the Old Black Dragon? How was that possible? This must be a lie fabricated by the human to deceive him.

But the problem was, Dorai was heading straight for the Old Black Dragon. A level seven daring to charge at a level eight? Could this be fake?

The dragon bat and the dragon lizard, flying in the sky, looked at each other, at a complete loss.

If what Dorai said was true, then things were serious. If the Old Black Dragon was invaded, what should they do?

For a moment, both magical beasts felt their hair stand on end. Recently, the magical beast realm had been very anxious, fearing being invaded by that damned Nightmare. Now, it was happening right in front of them, and to the most prestigious Old Black Dragon. This was enough to scare a beast to death!

Both beasts were dumbfounded, thinking, 'This is impossible?'

The Old Black Dragon was level eight, but so was the Nightmare. If he hadn't been invaded, how would Dorai dare to go to the ancestor's place? A level seven against a level eight—everyone knew the outcome. Could it really be true?

In the Northern Plains mountains, the two peak level seven beasts didn't intercept Dorai. Other level seven magical beasts jumped out but were also at a loss, watching Dorai getting closer and closer to the central area, heading straight for it. The magical beasts looked at each other.

Just then, someone shouted, "Run for your lives! The Nightmare Ancestor is here!"

So the other intelligent magical beasts fled outwards in succession.

…

Inside the enormous Black Dragon Cave.

A person stood before the Black Dragon. This person's body was still alive, but his spirit was completely dead, like a silly, empty shell, standing before the massive Old Black Dragon. His body wasn't even as tall as the Black Dragon's eyes. At that moment, he exuded a foolish aura, standing there blankly.

He was just a vessel, a vessel carrying the Nightmare Ancestor's mental power, a level five human wizard.

Before the human, the incomparably huge Black Dragon seemed to be sleeping, his eyes rolling around beneath his eyelids—a sign of dreaming.

When the Old Black Dragon cultivated, he would be in a world called the Black Dragon Space, listening to the teachings of his ancestors. This morning, he felt something was wrong, because today, in the Black Dragon Space, he clearly felt that the surrounding world was somewhat strange, not like the real Black Dragon Space, but more like a mirror image of a space. He struggled to break free from the Black Dragon Space and opened his eyes, shockingly discovering that there was a person in the place where he was sleeping. So he struggled to open his eyes, but a great drowsiness swept over him. He couldn't stop the urge to sleep, and the Black Dragon immediately knew that he had been tricked. The so-called Black Dragon Space now was likely a dream woven by someone else and not real. His guess was correct.

He struggled, but it was useless. The drowsiness grew stronger and stronger, and he was about to fall asleep. However, he wasn't without any ability to resist. In the last moment before falling asleep, he struggled to release a mental force towards the Albis Mountains, after which he couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a dream.

In the dream, just like in the Black Dragon Space, he was still a little black dragon, still listening to the teachings of his ancestors, but at this time, he found that the content of the teachings had changed.

He felt extremely horrified, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape this dream, couldn't escape this world.

In his world, at this time, along with other black dragons, as if they were elementary school students, he stood before an old black dragon, listening to his words.

If this was a dream, then it was a very real dream, so real that it was the ancestor space of the Black Dragon lineage, with the Black Dragon bloodline as the carrier. This was completely unbelievable in the eyes of the Black Dragon.

How did the other party do it? This was too incredible, and this was his bloodline evolution ground.

Could it be that bloodline inheritance was through the form of dreaming? This seemed to make sense.

He could leave on his own in this method of inheritance, but now, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out. He knew that the other party must have done something to him, which led to this.

He thought silently that he couldn't leave now and could only stubbornly maintain his self, or he could only wait for that human.

In the entire Northwest territory, only that human had the ability to fight against the Nightmare Ancestor. Other wizards couldn't, at least as far as it seemed now.

The Nightmare Ancestor opened his eyes as wide as possible, discovering that the surrounding world was expanding. Soon, what was originally only a small area became a huge valley, and they were living in the valley.

If one looked closely, one would find that this was the Black Dragon's hometown, the Black Dragon Valley.

The Old Black Dragon felt even more horrified. The other party was slowly stealing his memory. This was too terrifying.

He tried hard not to think about the appearance of Black Dragon Valley, but the more he tried not to think about it, the more he thought about it. Black Dragon Valley began to form at a speed visible to the naked eye. The surrounding buildings, trees, huge rivers, and vast mountain ranges became clearly visible.

The more he saw these familiar things, the more his memory churned. Many things emerged from his memory.

If it were normal times, the Old Black Dragon wouldn't mind reminiscing about the past, but now that he was being invaded, the more he saw these memories, the more afraid he became, because the other party was likely using these memories to tamper with him.

Thinking of this, he simply stopped looking and closed his eyes directly.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt a pain all over his body, and he was directly knocked away.

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The Old Black Dragon was immediately enraged. Who dared to hit him? He opened his eyes and found that he had become extremely small at some point, and the one who hit him was standing in front of him. It was his teacher from back then, the Old Old Black Dragon.

Shock, astonishment! How did the Nightmare do it?

The Old Old Black Dragon scolded angrily, "Black Eight, are you not listening properly to the lesson? Do you want to be beaten?"

Hearing this angry rebuke, this 'Black Eight,' Old Black Dragon's infinite memories churned out. He thought to himself, 'Oh no.'

Sure enough, in the next moment, the scene from back then was almost perfectly recreated.

The Old Black Dragon almost perfectly replicated the plot from back then and was then sent by the Old Old Black Dragon to carry heavy loads.

Having been beaten almost all over with injuries, the Old Black Dragon would have almost been beaten to death by the Old Old Black Dragon if he hadn't firmly believed that he was already level eight.

He was incomparably terrified in his heart. It was too terrible. How did he become a young dragon? How did he fall into his memory?

This was simply unbelievable.

He was thinking about how to return to his consciousness, how to sense his physical body, and how to destroy the Nightmare.

Thinking of this, he felt his hair stand on end.

Was this his dream, or someone else's dream? The Old Black Dragon didn't know what to say.

Now he could only take it one step at a time. So that guy was really so strange, dangerous, and mysterious. He was already at the peak of level eight, yet he still accidentally fell for it.