C4 Demon World

The sky was dark, the earth was dark. On the huge stone city made from black, there were more than a dozen black flying dragons flying around. On the ugly head, a pair of blood-red eyes swept across the area around the city.

This was a big city in the territory of Devil Realm, Dark Dragon God Puxiu. The mighty Ascending Dragon Lord was the city lord of Dragon City, and he was also the son of the Dragon God. The only inheritance of the Dragon God belonged to him.

Yaquan was the son of the Dragon God, and at the same time, he was extremely powerful. Not only in the territory of the Dragon God, but also in the entirety of the Devil Realm.

The eldest son was already a tyrant of one side, and his strength was close to that of Akela. The second daughter was two thousand years younger than his eldest son, and was not weak either. Now that she was married to the son of one of the four Dark Dragons, Vilon, Akela had been overjoyed.

His father was the Dragon God, and he was the only son like him. Although he had worked hard for many years, he just could not give birth to a single child, and his own children could already be considered to be quite impressive in terms of Dragon Clan. However, he did not expect that just two years ago, his beloved wife had given him a cute son.

On the day of Longzi's birth, the entire city, regardless of whether they were high-ranked, or of any race, high ranking officials, commoners, or slaves, would all gather in the square to bless Longzi. At the same time, everyone would have a sumptuous dinner.

The Dragon God that he hadn't seen for a long time, Akela's father, also personally came to congratulate his grandson and named him Wei Jia!

The life in Dragon Clan was very simple, other than fighting, doing things they loved to do, and collecting shiny things, they slept. The monotonous life made them not feel the passage of time, but after Wei Jia, the cute little dragon was born, the residents of Akira City started to experience the beauty of their previous life.

The little black dragon, Wei Jia, was cuter than other black dragon babies. He had a chubby head and a round body like a watermelon. His tail was neither long nor short, just enough to maintain his balance.

If you are bewitched by his lovely appearance and think he is as lovely as he looks, then you will be at a great disadvantage.

Yesterday he stole Auntie Earth Dragon's gem, yesterday he hurt Uncle Feilong's wing and pulled out a bone spike, and today he threw the Fallen Angel's feathers and shining undergarments into his treasury …

Anyway, Little Wei Jia had already become the little fiend in Akela City. Everyone could run as far as they wanted when they saw him. They felt that the sky had become darker than before.

In the past two days, the atmosphere in the city had changed again, the sky seemed to show signs of brightening, and people seemed to be very excited, but they didn't dare to show it. They showed their excitement to their actions, the land dragons ran even faster in these two days, the wyverns flew even more vigorously in the city, and the children appeared to be more interested in fun than usual.

Why is it like this? The cute little black dragon and the originally terrifying little fiend, young master Wei Jia, got poisoned two days ago when they were out on a tour. Now, their lives are at stake.

"..."

In Acala's main city, there was a place marked as Supreme Dragon Hall. At this moment, it was filled with different races that were constantly quarrelling. The noisy sounds waves that assaulted the hall made it so that even the hall that was abnormally sturdy had discovered it was slightly shaken.

"Supreme Dragon has arrived." A rough voice woke the group of red-faced people in the main hall. Although they were all glaring at each other, the hall finally quietened down.

At this moment, a two meter tall, middle-aged man walked over. His hair was as black as ink, his face was as firm as steel, and the muscles on his body bulged out as if they contained an endless amount of energy.

Under the great hall, those fellows felt as if their hearts were being crushed by a giant boulder. This was the result of Yakla suppressing his aura. If he released a little more of his dragon's might, not many people under him would be able to survive.

"How is it? Have you found a way to treat my son?" Akela's bright eyes swept over the crowd. This was the third batch of people he had invited. He didn't hold much hope, but he still asked in a low voice.

Everyone who was swept by Akela felt their hearts tremble, and those who could not think of a way lowered their heads, lacking the vigor from before.

At this moment, an old man who was dried up like a piece of wood stepped forward. He said with an old voice, "Lord Supreme Dragon, I feel that my young master has been poisoned. I think that I can treat some medicine …"

"Enough, don't use the thoughts of other weak races to look at our great Dragon Clan. Food poisoning, joke, our great Dragon Clan will be poisoned, hmph." Yakla did not allow the old man to continue. He waved his hand and the guards understood immediately. They dragged the old man away. Everyone knew that the old man would not live to see the end of his life.

The silence within the palace was terrifyingly quiet. Everyone lowered their heads to their chests, and no one dared to speak.

Yakla's face turned even gloomier as the dragon's might leaked out. His eyes moved around the hall and landed on a guy who had more than a layer of skin than a skeleton. He said, "Necromancer, speak."

The necromancer jumped in fright, taking two steps back, he felt that something wasn't right and quickly said, "Lord Supreme Dragon, in the young master's situation, I feel that his soul was damaged, possibly caused by the thing he ate. As long as I take it out, I think it should be fine."

Yakla didn't even want to say anything. Just like before, he waved his hands and the guards charged forward once more, placing the Necromancers down.

Yakla looked at the remaining dozens of people. The last shred of hope in his heart had all disappeared. If his beloved son could not wake up, all of them would die with him.

Thinking of this, Long Wei unconsciously spread out. Aside from a few people who could stand up, the rest of them all landed on the ground, some of them even fainted.

Ignoring these useless fellows, Akela pondered for a while. After a while, he had already decided to bring Wei Jia to find the Dragon God and ask his father to think of a way.

The moment he made his decision, hurried footsteps came from outside the hall. A Fleeting Dragon rushed in from under the door and stepped on a few people who had fainted on the ground. He knelt down on one knee and said: "Lord Supreme Dragon, Young Master Wei Jia has finally woken up."

Yaca's eyes opened wide, and he suddenly stood up. His figure flashed, and he disappeared from the hall.

"..."

Zhang Ming's head was in pain. He finally escaped from the East Sea Dragon Palace, but that black hole was also scary. The strong winds kept attacking his body, and he was like a small boat floating in a storm.

Fortunately, the white magical equipment of the Blue Dragon had protected him, saving his life.

Even though it was covered by a white magical equipment, Zhang Ming was still very worried. That thing did not seem to be very strong, and he was afraid that it would break into pieces at any moment.

It turned out that what he was afraid of was not empty air. By the time he had exited the black hole, the brightness of the white magical equipment was less than one-tenth of what it was before.

The first thing Zhang Ming did after exiting the black hole was to check if there were any divine dragons around or yakshas holding tridents.

Zhang Ming, on the other hand, was not afraid at all. As long as he did not have a divine dragon or a yaksha, what was there to be afraid of? Furthermore, he was still on the riverbank, and in front of him was the rolling river. As long as he could move three or four meters, he would be able to enter the fresh water that he had not seen for a long time.

He really wanted to rush into the river, but he was too tired. He didn't feel uncomfortable inside the white magic treasure bag, so he decided to sleep first.

He opened his eyes and was shocked to find that in front of him, there was a dog that didn't look like a dog, and a lizard didn't look like a lizard. A round creature rushed towards him, looking cute and cute, but when Zhang Ming saw the little guy opening his mouth and the liquid flowing out from between his young teeth, he knew what the little guy wanted to do with its tail.

Zhang Ming was so scared that his butt started to pee. Right now, he's even smaller than the little guy in front of him, so he's probably going to be eaten by it in one bite. His body is so weak that he doesn't have any chance to fight back.

However, his hope failed him in the end. When his body bounced up and hit the white magic treasure, he slapped the magic treasure that was almost used up, causing the light to dim and turning it into a small white diamond pendant. Zhang Ming landed on the ground, opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the diamond pendant.

Now that it was eaten by this damn creature, how could this little guy, who was doted on in all kinds of ways, not be angry? His golden eyes turned blood-red, and he stomped his foot in front of Zhang Ming, causing Zhang Ming to jump and jump in pain.

After a while, the little black guy finally stopped. It tilted its head and looked at the damn creature in front of it, and without thinking, it opened its big mouth and yelled. Zhang Ming instantly lost consciousness.

The poor little black carp's life was bumpy. After going through the soul transformation, the divine dragon pursued and the black hole passed through, finally because it accidentally ate the pendant, it ended its bumpy life.

In the days that followed, Zhang Ming's consciousness kept waking up from time to time. He felt that he was dead, but also that he wasn't dead, and his consciousness was flying, and he saw his body melting, and he felt the restlessness of his soul, as if danger was coming. In his fear, he saw the scales that emitted a faint blue light, the thing that changed his fate, and also the thing that could make him strong.

The scales slowly moved, and after a year of communication, he had a certain mental connection with them. He felt that the scales seemed to be calling him, and his soul quietly floated towards them. When he touched them, his soul was already sucked in and out.