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"That's right, in this world, Dragon Madness is inherently a manifestation of the desire for slaughter. Because of the Red Moon, all acts of berserk behavior will cause this kind of intense heat..."

To put it bluntly, almost all berserk skills or the triggers for various rampages in this world are linked to the female instinct of estrus.

"Waaah—Qin He..."

In her hazy state, Zhuang Daihua instinctively called out Qin He's name. Burning anger transformed into a dragon's rage, causing her to arch her slender waist and beautiful back as she struggled in agony.

……

Huang Ying was almost stunned. She never expected that Zhuang Daihua would take the initiative to accept the crossbow, and she never expected that the adventurer she was cooperating with would bring a dragon spear!

That thing is a weapon used to slay dragons, and its appearance in the arena where young dragons are fighting is tantamount to a grave disrespect to the Dragon Emperor's authority!

Fortunately, the demon crossbowman had already been dismembered. If she were still alive, Huang Ying would personally break her neck after the competition.

The key point is that Zhuang Daihua will no longer hold back at this moment.

The mere second of that blade's imposing presence sent chills down the spine of the golden dragon, which was about to burn its true blood, before the battle even began! That was the imposing presence of a blade! Being grazed by hundreds of slashes that ignored the young dragon's defenses would definitely result in serious injury!

However, Zhuang Daihua only left a few slashes on Huang Ying's body. The remaining target of the Sharp Blade's Majesty was actually the cave with the battle flag planted on it, which should not have been destroyed by the killing power of a young dragon!

Under normal circumstances, even if Zhuang Daihua, who possesses ancestral bloodline, unleashed her full power of breath, she could only leave slash marks on the rock wall outside the cave.

She would need to destroy the cave with her breath, and even with four purple dragons added, it would still take at least half a day.

But even a second of the blade's power, without consuming any true blood, can still slice off a corner of the rock wall! Now, even with the Emperor Oriole's five-meter-tall body, it cannot completely stop all the young dragons rushing towards the cave!

Now, the purple dragon and the golden dragon, their eyes locked, clashed. Huang Ying desperately tried to stop Zhuang Daihua and Yan Liu in front of the flag, but she saw a pair of scarlet vertical pupils—the purple dragon's vertical pupils!

……

Having done all this, Zhuang Daihua, now free from the Purple Dragon state within the driving ring, was no longer affected and seemed to have returned to being that weak and sickly girl.

Just like on her sickbed, Zhuang Daihua gasped for breath. The pain and the intense heat brought on by Long Kuang seemed to be destroying her reason and will.

With a few strands of soft purple hair tucking at the corners of her lips, her gradually blurring tear-filled eyes, and her clenched teeth, Zhuang Daihua's current state was all the more captivating.

Suddenly, a crazy idea popped into my head.

"You're already in this state... there's no need to pretend everything's okay, right? Be a little underhanded and tell Qin He... you really need him by your side, you really want him with you right now, right?"

"It won't be long, just a little while from Xiuxiu's side... even just a little while is fine! Let's borrow Qin He... let Qin He keep you company."

……

Qin He's magical communication terminal initiated a communication before Zhuang Daihua could struggle to her feet:

"Hello? Hello! Miss Zhuang... Miss Zhuang! How are you? Answer me quickly!"

Witnessing everything that happened on the field, Qin He almost stopped the match and directly disqualified Metal Dragons for their violation. To him, the Mithril City audience's opinions and betting on this battle were no longer important.

He only cared about how Zhuang Daihua was doing now, after being shot by the dragon spear and falling into dragon frenzy.

"Qin He...I feel so bad! I..."

"I like you...! Can you come and keep me company? Just for a little while... It won't take up too much of your and Xiuxiu's time... No... it won't..."

Qin He didn't care about anything else. With a pat on the waist from Zhong Liuxiu's tail as affirmation and encouragement, he immediately transformed into a beam of light and began casting teleportation spells, heading straight for the Jotun Continent—

"I'm coming right away, wait for me!"

Chapter 438 A Teacher for a Lifetime

The heat caused by the dragon's madness vanished, and with no one to care for him in the demiplane, he didn't even have the strength to call upon his family to help him.

Zhuang Daihua was enveloped in an almost sorrowful coldness and loneliness, as if she were alone at home facing a sudden illness after her mother's death.

—Her physical condition was the same as her deceased mother's, except that she did not have a terminal illness.

She often faints, and her strength is exhausted after walking a few steps. Even the pain during certain days can make her toss and turn and cry uncontrollably.

Not to mention being pierced through the shoulder by the dragon spear, which was an unimaginable pain for Zhuang Daihua.

The inexplicable anger that erupted because of the Purple Dragon bloodline transformed into an indescribable heat and anguish after the connection with the Purple Dragon in the ring was severed.

The effects of Long Kuang's actions have now subsided. But Zhuang Daihua's inner turmoil has not lessened—

She didn't want to be just Miss Zhuang by Qin He's side, nor did she want to keep calling him Mr. Qin.

Gradually, she realized that when she pronounced the name "Mr. Qin," even breathing became difficult, and it was definitely not due to any physical reason.

To this day, she has addressed Qin He by his full name very rarely. Subconsciously, Zhuang Daihua considers it an overstepping of authority, a desecration.

Qin He already has Zhong Liuxiu, but he is not satisfied with the status quo.

……

"wait for me."

The screen on the magic communication terminal went dark in an instant, and Zhuang Daihua's tearful eyes were etched into Qin He's heart.

"Go ahead, honey! Go keep Dai Dai company. Mom, Aunt Xinru, and I are here... and Walper and the others are here too!"

"She needs you, she likes you."

Zhuang Daihua finally spoke, confiding her feelings to Qin He. Zhong Liuxiu, overjoyed, also cheered Qin He on, hoping he could take good care of Zhuang Daihua…

After that, she would be in charge of handling matters within the arena. Besides Qin He, Zhong Liuxiu was also a Nidhogg, having inherited the Dragon Emperor's authority.

She also had an obligation to share Qin He's burdens. She and Volper would take care of things in Mithril City.

……

Those who have reached the Saint rank can already fly and traverse continents with their physical bodies. The scenery flashed by before Qin He's eyes; he knew… Zhuang Daihua had always been very reserved in his presence.

She didn't want to cross the line of friendship. Qin He understood her reserve and her cautiousness.

Leaving the land of the forsaken gods, they crossed oceans and headed almost in a straight line towards the continent of Jotun.

"Not fast enough, not fast enough!"

Qin He transformed into Nidhogg, whose body length had reached twenty-six meters, and carried the forged battle ancient dragon golem components on his back.

Those were the wing claws of the Sky Comet Dragon, and the structure of its dragon energy engine. Using this unfinished experimental equipment, combined with continuous spatial jumps, Qin He could reach Zhuang Daihua at top speed.

If Sadewo were here, with the Red Jade Dragon King's psychic abilities, he might be able to teleport Qin He there. However, recently, the three Dragon Kings have been jointly dealing with the turmoil within the Dragon Domain Council.

Now, Qin He can only reach the Jotun Continent by using space jumps and flying at top speed.

……

"What should I do... what should I do?"

Inside the arena, Huang Ying witnessed the dragon spear piercing through the purple dragon's shoulder, its blade's imposing aura sweeping across the entire area. She was now completely panicked; Zhuang Daihua had been holding back, not using her own Blade Breath until she was injured.

However, the young dragon who actively sought cooperation and wanted to follow Zhuang Daihua and work for Qin He became the culprit who drove her into dragon madness.

The moral bottom line of metal dragons is far higher than that of colored dragons who commit arson, murder, and plunder. Among them, gold dragons and silver dragons are the worst. Huang Ying quickly took the blame for this incident upon herself.

The deep, bone-revealing wounds from the razor-sharp blade still burned with pain, and the ancestral purple dragon, completely dominated by its dragon frenzy, went on a killing spree.

Without Zhuang Daihua's control, the purple dragon, trapped in the Dragon Frenzy Ring, suddenly erupted. Burning auras assaulted the numerous metal dragons like heat waves, and would not stop until the purple dragon exhausted its magic power.

When engulfed in dragon frenzy, one loses all reason and fights solely on pure instinct and claws. In a battle against a completely insane, reverted purple dragon, the Royal Nightingale can actually gain the upper hand.

The idea of ​​a dragon going berserk and destroying the world is mostly an unrealistic legend.

The dragon's power comes from its rich experience in melee combat, its unfathomable magic, and its adaptable combat wisdom.

Unless it possesses some kind of berserk enhancement that doubles its strength, a dragon in a frenzy is definitely less threatening than when it is lucid.

A very simple principle: you can only use magic when you are clear-headed. Losing your reason is like a monkey swinging a musket around like a fire poker.

Although the attacks of the Purple Dragon in the Ring were indeed terrifying, it no longer had the power to control elemental energy and would no longer use its deadly Blade Breath.

Now, Huang Ying has the opportunity to stop both her and Yan Liu at the same time.

"Huang Ying, you've truly impressed me! Hiring adventurers is your skill. But with the Dragonlance Crossbow appearing in this kind of competition, whose life do you want?"

Even Yan Liu, whose temperament had undergone a transformation, was enraged by this scene. She stood on either side of the berserk purple dragon in the ring, because the purple dragon in the ring was no longer restrained by Zhuang Daihua's will.

Without control, Zilong becomes ruthless and unrecognizable. If they get too close, it will lead to a chaotic battle. Each of the dragons—Huang Ying, Yan Liu, and Zilong—will have to fight two against one.

"Huang Ying will take full responsibility without hesitation! But the battle is not over yet, so let's leave everything for after the match."

Having lost his mind, Shiryu's claw attacks and bites became completely chaotic, and he frequently used his wing slash, which could easily injure Enryu.

The rapid, relentless attacks were fierce, but they couldn't force Huang Ying out of the cave. Yan Liu could only launch an attack by seizing the openings in the Purple Dragon's attacks within the ring.

"Lantern, switch opponents! I'll help you after I've dealt with the Bronze Dragon."

The burning auras of Yan Liu and Huang Ying were ineffective against each other. Huang Ying, protected by her burning aura, was able to temporarily withstand the power of Deng Liu's ice spell.

Yanliu is unlikely to break through Huangying's defenses with brute force alone. However, if Dengliu uses ice-attribute damage, which is effective against Jinlong, she might be able to defeat Huangying directly.

Similarly, after dealing with the dust and rust, Yanliu will have a considerable amount of stamina left.

"it is good!"

The crystal scales of the Lantern Dragon were already damaged by the relentless resistance of the rust. Although the reverted bronze dragon was weaker than the Ice Curse White Dragon, that slight difference could be made up for by fighting spirit and experience.

Deng Liu's body was covered with many charred and cracked wounds, and upon closer inspection, the dust and rust revealed numerous deep cuts that were visible to the bone, made by the ice blade and the tail spear.

Even with the force of lightning surrounding her, the frozen wounds were unlikely to be effectively unsealed. Not to mention, Zhuang Daihua's final, powerful strike also hit the dust and rust that were locked in combat in mid-air.

"Don't even think about it!"

Despite being severely injured, the Bronze Dragon refused to admit defeat. Dust and Rust considered herself the purest Bronze Dragon and the embodiment of war, and she absolutely refused to be defeated by the Color Dragon.

First, there was the mixed-race girl, and then there was the monster, Teng Liu, who possessed the abilities of an ancient dragon. But so what? She couldn't afford to lose.

Seeing Yan Liu also take to the air, its massive, menacing wings rising into the sky, burning with inextinguishable flames amidst the wind and snow, Chen Xiu knew it was time for him to fight with all his might.

"True blood... Red dragon, white dragon, after this strike I will burn my true blood! Prepare to witness the wrath of the bronze dragon and meet your demise in the storm!"

With this strike, Chen Xiu exhausted all the demonic energy within his body, intending to take advantage of the "opponent exchange" to deliver the most fatal blow to both enemies.

Afterwards, Dust Rust, who has regained his combat power by burning his true blood, must quickly defeat Flame Glaze.

The idea was good, but suddenly—the sound of the ground rumbling came again from within the arena. It was the White Dragon Force, who had been tasked with disrupting the battle earlier!

Through a certain degree of resonance, they received the protection of the majestic power of the Lamp Ice Spell. Now, even the burning halo of the Royal Oriole cannot harm them in the slightest.

Without the almost guaranteed hit of aura-type field magic, the white dragon can indeed defeat young dragons of the same age in aerial combat.

Breath control, combat skills, and movement techniques far more agile than ordinary white dragons. These white dragons, handpicked by Qin He and selected from almost every 10,000, possess a basic intelligence that surpasses the limits of ordinary white dragons.

With intelligence surpassing that of brass dragons of the same age, these white dragons had almost transcended savagery. Qin He then used a special method of distributing dragon crystal coins to enable them to learn combat skills within just a few months.

Now, these white dragons have undergone a complete transformation, truly becoming capable of anything—flying in the sky, diving into the earth, and plunging into the sea. Their petite size makes them difficult to capture, allowing them to easily find openings and cause interference.

Even the silver and chrome dragons, who are most skilled at dealing with white dragons, would have a headache when they see this group of "freaks".

"These white dragons..."

Even with the Burning Aura pushed to its limit, Huang Ying could not harm these unique white dragons under the suppression of the Ice Curse's majesty.

Since these white dragons can lurk underground, there is only one possibility.

All of the Metal Dragon's killer scorpions, death worms, and other followers have been wiped out.

What Huang Ying didn't know was that... Qin He still had one last move that could kill her.

The third obsidian dragon is currently lurking underground, waiting for its chance to strike. Immune to fire elemental damage and possessing the Burrowing feat, the obsidian dragon has the ability to find an opportunity while the young dragons are fighting.

Even if the Imperial Oriole were to disregard the cost and intend to burn its true blood to win, the Obsidian Dragon would at least gain one more attack. That would be enough for it to touch the Golden Dragon and transfer the Imperial Oriole to the fire elemental plane.

Even though the fire elemental plane won't harm the Royal Nightingale who is immune to fire, as long as she's moved away, Lantern can seize the opportunity to advance unimpeded, capture the Metal Dragon's banner, and claim victory.

"Go, Toru... go and claim the victory that belongs to us."

Although Yan Liu really wanted to defeat Chen Xiu and Huang Ying, two formidable enemies, and earn merit points—Qin He had prepared those golden fire dragon scales.

But right now, only Lantern can protect Obsidian Dragon from the combined might of Royal Nightingale and the enraged Purple Dragon.

"I understand!"

Communication happens in the blink of an eye, followed by the true full force of dust and rust!

In mid-air, rain and snow intertwined and vanished, while surging lightning gradually converged towards the direction of the dust and rust.

Between the bronze dragon's claws, an energy spear that could gather ten thousand thunderbolts gradually condensed! Such power was almost incomparable to that of a young dragon.

"The Final Judgment!"

Lightning drew upon the power of countless calamities, and the ancestral bronze dragon's control over the elements reached its limit at this moment.

Once this thunder spear falls, no young dragon present can withstand its blow without being defeated!